get in or out Running out of food for ammunition Frightened of the darkness Sending out scouts Why hang the fire so close Why so close (refrain
my thoughts So I put my 2 cents in Top of the mornin I am dropin a coin in plus I'm changin' the game you see me swapin a joint in They put fire out
, here we go A-town, C-post Cut masta swift down ya throat Boy stop, Sir Luscious Left Foots on fire Trying to block my shine just ain't gone happen so
check it [Verse One: RZA] Put away your heaters, throw up your dick beaters Accurate blows to his nose shut his eyes closed to a centimeter Bitches
Young Hov in the house It's so necessary Green Lantern in the house So necessary Why ya frontin' on me, Is that necessary? You know you've become a
boss to kiss my ass, You won't see me in the mornin', 8 o'clock on the button, I'll be on the lake fishin', blazin' fire with my cousin, (THAT'S IT) As
Range, real niggaz never change And though we homies and we no longer hang You know you know me and that love still remains So thru the fame, thru the fire
what we did Just smile close her eyes and say yes he is I'm on my Rick James and it's a celebration I got a driva so we aint drinking in Moderation
behave You give me a smile and then I'm wrapped up in your magic There's music all around me, crazy music Music that keeps calling me so very close
Or the east coast, lets ride wit red eyes on them haters keep close They say my skills is makin' progress Plus I'm wearin' ice religously so I tell '
Elayne, so now Flowers and champagne don't mean a damn thang Remi ended up runnin' off with Martin He was wanted for arson for startin' fires in Carson So
in through the top of your scalp And pulling your adams apple out through your mouth Better call the fire department I've hired a arson To set fire
dare to try no shit Cause you know that somewhere inside those layers A rattlesnake's right there to bite your ass And I can be so quiet and strike so
in love like Maxwell You see me cryin' but I just can't help it My self esteem is even higher when I'm walking with you You give me fire and desire like Tina Marie and Rick James
the Nike low cuts You couldn?t see me if you stood on your tipy toes But you could smell this Cali *** with da zipy closed Damn Skippy Doe, the seats
could take ya But you been cold so long that I don't know if my Lil fire could reach ya What he did girl was so wrong, But the winter is over... So [
sleeps in the canyons Waiting for Summer, his pastures to change And as the moon rises he sits by his fire Thinking about women and glasses of beer And closing
