| Fire, fire they can’t touch the fire
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| Fire, fire, internal fire
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| Fire, fire they can’t touch the fire
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| Cause a red hot fire gonna burn for a while
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| Fire, fire they can’t touch the fire
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| Fire, fire, internal fire
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| Fire, fire they can’t touch the fire
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| Cause a red hot fire gonna burn for a while
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| The price of hell has its benefits
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| I pray you not be ignorant
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| Clearly I am seeing with
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| My all-seeing eye, no pyramid
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| I, too, was a derelict
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| The truth raised me from the dead when I became aware of it
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| Riding Tony’s coattails
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| Now Tony in a cold cell
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| Wife home, miss him a lot
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| She might wait, she might not
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| Looking at a whole family torn apart
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| Man, this game colder than a whore’s heart
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| And we don’t cop pleas
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| Never mind snitching, we better not sneeze
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| Did I scale them keys? |
| You be the judge
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| Every good boy deserves fudge
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| Fire, fire they can’t touch the fire
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| Fire, fire, internal fire
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| Fire, fire they can’t touch the fire
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| Cause a red hot fire gonna burn for a while
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| Fire, fire they can’t touch the fire
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| Fire, fire, internal fire
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| Fire, fire they can’t touch the fire
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| Cause a red hot fire gonna burn for a while
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| Led to the slaughter, precious is the blood
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| That stained the cross, there’s no greater love
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| Like the days of Noah, no greater flood
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| Than when them birds got shipped, no turtledoves
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| Maybe a few chickens
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| That I saved, for the drought, when it was slim pickings
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| Then with one touch my soul became quickened
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| When I revisit my past my soul becomes sickened
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| Clock’s ticking, go check your Audemar
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| The bezel on that Chopard will only get you so far
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| Mozart never tickled this many keys
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| And your favorite emcees ain’t who they claim to be
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| The cat’s out the bag, whoops! |
| Shame on me
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| I don’t fear death, they tell me it come in threes
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| Be ye not deceived, we reap as we sow
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| Life, too, comes in threes: Father, Son, Holy Ghost
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| Fire, fire they can’t touch the fire
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| Fire, fire, internal fire
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| Fire, fire they can’t touch the fire
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| Cause a red hot fire gonna burn for a while
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| Fire, fire they can’t touch the fire
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| Fire, fire, internal fire
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| Fire, fire they can’t touch the fire
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| Cause a red hot fire gonna burn for a while
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| Hell or high water, we gon' keep rollin'
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| Looking in my watch it’s like hell freezed over
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| Hell, money couldn’t hold my composure
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| Bull in a china shop, that’s how I’m bulldozin'
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| Gene found God, they thinking we at odds
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| Must ain’t know my father, he ain’t never spared a rod
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| Yuugh! |
| It’s two sides to a card
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| Just opposite ends of two peas in a pod
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| And I owe it to my Granny who instilled the fear of God
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| In the heavens looking at me, receiving this Grammy nod
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| The game camouflage like S.W.A.T. |
| Team riot gear
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| Dudes is facades in this lane we pioneered
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| Now they can’t wait 'til we drop, that’s diarrhea
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| I found God, the rest found jail like Madea
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| That’s what you get when you pumping that Britney Spears
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| Now how you gon' act at the truth that’s in your ear?
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| Fire, fire they can’t touch the fire
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| Fire, fire, internal fire
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| Fire, fire they can’t touch the fire
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| Cause a red hot fire gonna burn for a while
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| Fire, fire they can’t touch the fire
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| Fire, fire, internal fire
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| Fire, fire they can’t touch the fire
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| Cause a red hot fire gonna burn for a while |