Fire lyrics

by

Styles P


[Intro: Tek]
Uh! Man I never did no sh*t like this before man
I just keep hearin this f*ckin voice in my head man
It's like it's good vs. evil really man
On one side I hear somethin, and on the other side I hear some other sh*t

[Verse One: Tek] (Steele)
It feel like fire (Fire) Shut up in your bones
What's this devilish sh*t you on?
(It's like the body of a vampire, you knocturnal, you don't tire)
Only move around in the dark
The light burns your skin you have no heart
(They call me Mr. Sinister, arch angel, Lucifer)
I'm a son to the anarchy
I'll show you the way if you follow me
(And I come in many shapes, the message I spread to you, is HATE!)
And I'm a catch you a homicide
They killed your cousin in your face and you 'gon let it slide?!
(But I got plans for ya, do this for me I'll show ya how my child adore ya)

[Chorus: Tek] (Smif-N-Wessun)
I feel like I'm torn (FIRE!) What's right or wrong? (FIRE!)
All my thoughts are lethal (FIRE!) I see dead people (FIRE!) Lord help me!
I feel like I'm torn (FIRE!) What's right or wrong? (FIRE!)
All my thoughts are lethal (FIRE!) I see dead people (FIRE!) Lord help me!
[Verse Two: Tek] (Steele)
Now do it just how we planned
(Get right up on him and BLAM!)
You can do it from the front or behind
(But I wanna see a n*gga lose his mind)
And don't worry 'bout the police
(That's just one less n*gga on the streets)
And now this block is yours
(His girl is yours!) The world is yours!
(I'm just a voice in ya head)
A figment of your imagination instead
(And I spoke to the best of them, got a long list
And I ain't get to the rest of them)
(And not yet, how much you wanna bet, I make you go postal shootout your projects)
(Or you whole school, you a young fool, and don't nobody love you like I do)

[Chorus: Tek] (Smif-N-Wessun)
I feel like I'm torn (FIRE!) What's right or wrong? (FIRE!)
All my thoughts are lethal (FIRE!) I see dead people (FIRE!) Lord help me!
I feel like I'm torn (FIRE!) What's right or wrong? (FIRE!)
All my thoughts are lethal (FIRE!) I see dead people (FIRE!) Lord help me!

[Verse Three: Steele] (Tek)
My child! I have a place you could rest
And take the stress off your chest
Just sell me your soul and we go
To the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow
I make you rich (Celebrity overnight)
f*ck b*tches (Sell drugs) Live your life
(Don't need to worry 'bout nothin!)
Keep on gunnin, keep on hustlin
(Plus I know how to make it pop)
Oh you a hot boy? I know you like it hot
(So give a n*gga up, go 'head, wear a wire set a n*gga up)
(And all your care about is Benji's)
Triflin you don't feed the hood, you stingy!
(And it's just a dream and it don't seem right)
(You ever danced with the devil in the pale moon light?)
[Chorus: Tek] (Smif-N-Wessun)
I feel like I'm torn (FIRE!) What's right or wrong? (FIRE!)
All my thoughts are lethal (FIRE!) I see dead people (FIRE!) Lord help me!
I feel like I'm torn (FIRE!) What's right or wrong? (FIRE!)
All my thoughts are lethal (FIRE!) I see dead people (FIRE!) Lord help me!
[Outro: Smif-N-Wessun]
FIRE! This Smif-N-Wessun! FIRE! This Smif-N-Wessun! FIRE!
This Smif-N-Wessun! FIRE!
[Pete Rock]:
This Smif-N-Wessun! FIRE! This Smif-N-Wessun! FIRE!
This Smif-N-Wess! This Smif-N-Wessun! FIRE!
This Tek....FIRE!!! This Smif-N-Wessun! FIRE!
This Smif-N-Wessun! FIRE! This Smif-N-Wessun! FIRE!
This Tek and Steele FIRE!!! This Smif-N-Wessun! FIRE!
This Smif-N-Wessun! FIRE! This Smif-N-Wessun! FIRE!
We are the best! FIRE! This Smif-N-Wessun! FIRE!.........
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