you lied again, now you get to watch her leave out the window Guess that's why they call it "window pane" Just gonna stand there and watch me burn Well
money, no house on that hill But that way you love darling, no you give me my fare Well I'm leavin' you babe and say, "Fare you well" Well I'm goin' out
the fight One, 21 guns Throw up your arms into the sky, you and I Did you try to live on your own When you burned down the house and home? Did you stand
sweet smell you know with perfect nails and toes A round cinibun head under them clothes I know you wanna go and smoke out Stay up all night and go eat at the Waffle House
hell made me I won't go as a passenger, no Waiting for the road to be laid Though I may be going down I'll take in flame over burning out Compare Where
'll live forever, we found the youth fountain Our love is crazy, we're nuts but I refused counselin' This house is too huge, if you move out I'll burn
lover I pick 'em out Talk a lot of sh*t, I hope its good as you putting out Yeah, you fancy, huh? I'm tryin' pull you out See it's a lot of girls standing
on fire (fire) Girl you make me so hot I don't want it to stop, no Oh, you got me burning up (oh-oh) burning up (oh-oh) burning up (oh-oh) oh So turn
I walk a hard line winding road Don't really know where it's gonna go Seems like trouble's my best friend Soon as I get out I'm back in again It's a wonder
yourself nothin' man Fuck them raggedy stank ass hos nigga A bitch ain't one I got a problems stayin' out here on these streets With the police trying to take a nigga out
'll take a show and abduct it, stone cold house it If it gets wild with gasoline I'll douse it Set it ablaze and then I'll stomp it out Many burnt emcees
the gauge, Duct tape and the flashlight Don the black ski mask an' come to your house Cut off your power and do you with the lights out Is this real
out to kill for cars Ice T in the mutha fuckin' house Ice T in the mutha fuckin' house Ice T in the mutha fuckin' house Ice T in the mutha fuckin' house
King T] When they need work They call the cali drug expert Smashing in a six hundred dollar bill burnt Looking flossy living costly Off the edge, out
Shout out to Tinchy, I was smaller than my guns One thing we wouldnt do and that was shot a mans mum But I wass jammed up at the crack house, all night
, teatime and all over town (all over town, all over town) houses of candy, build 'em up and then burn 'em down (burn em down, just burn em down)
on your throat, I sit on top of you, squeezin' Til' I snap your neck like a Popsicle stick Ain't a possible reason I can think of To let you walk up out this house
you prophecy on my first joint, and y'all lamed out Didn't really appreciate it, till the second one came out So I stretched the game out, x'ed your name out
