FIRE ft. DUNZA Lyrics

I don't think anybody's brave enough to do this

What I'm about to do here

But I give all praises to

The God of Abraham

The God of Isaac

And The God of Jacob

Y'all gon' get what's comin

You hurd?

Alright

Talkin'

Bout red pottage

Talkin' bout Flames

You you needa cook don't you?

You you you needa cook don't you?

Foreign exchange

Parasitic gains

Acidic veins

Cherry filled games

Shout out King James

You puppet

I love it

Spilt soil

Aluminum foil

Cooked in your own spoil

Call my bluff

Y'all aint tuff

Enough

Enough

I get love

You show funds

I take funds

Cause those my funds

And this His game

You just nun

You gon' run

But you can't hide

Cause God's my guide

For you just wood and stone

I get licks and slavery

You get aids and death

I was the slave

You theft

This his game

So whose next

I see FIRE

Raining down

I see FIRE

I am being saved!

By FIRE

FIRE!

Writings on the wall don't you see it?

I wish you could for my mommas sake

But it seems you'll never believe

In me

Just a lightskin living in a fairytale

But you still called me nigger

Cause you live in hell

You still shut me down

When all I knew was you

It hurts the most when family over looks you

Breaks you

And binds you

To something that they can except

Anything but you

A diamond in the ruff

All they saw was doo doo

Just a mistake that coulda been another you

Maybe then you'd take me with you

To make those dollars

To share your gifts

To learn and study

But instead I was just a little too muddy

Well look, here's my doo doo

While I smack it in your face

Now you can jump around

You black face

I see FIRE

Raining down

I see FIRE

I am being saved!

By FIRE

FIRE!

This goes out to all you foul old farts

Whom be molesting yo loved ones

Whom look to the web to satisfy the devil that is you

To satisfy the egyptian coming to the surface of you

You nasty fuck

You probably live in a mansion

You probably grossed 50 mill this month

You probably make all the movies

That we sit down with chips and munch

You probably whore out all my brothers

So they can rap about which model they've munched

You nasty broken heart

You tacky old scar

Gimmie back my gold bars

So I can worship the Lord

Who gon' tear yo ass in half

You hurd?

I see FIRE

Raining down

I see FIRE

I am being saved!

By FIRE

FIRE!

Let it burn... yea