without a fight Because it?s right (it?s right) [Chorus 2x] I thought we?d been through the fire I thought we?d been through the fire We start the fire
a fight Because it?s right (it?s right) [Chorus 2x] I thought we?d been through the fire I thought we?d been through the fire We start the fire
a hit nigga Hot mother fucker down to the skit nigga Game over playa and nigga ya scored low Hit me later young and I'm at the award show Bank account ten digits and
and de music and right on de ? EASE UP and come again my selector All over de world is only for pain an' sufferin That's why Ice-T and Daddy Nitro come
my balls and my work, and I don't break em for no one Yo hopped out the whip, popped the heater out the glove-y Ski-masked it up, bout to jack these fools, love me Blasted through
might be fired, yep everybody gon' run? Naw, shootin' at me? Better hit me or one day Fire! Here I come, come And you don't wanna see, we like that '
's alive, and up goes, and up goes you're adrenaline You aimed, you fired, THERE YOU GO, limp figures So you take ? and then play the role of friend and
bullet's daytona Comin', comin' through duck Run 4 cover Comin', comin' through duck Run 4 cover Comin', comin' through duck Run 4 cover Comin', comin' through duck Run 4 cover Comin', comin' through
with dun I clap you, I clap him, and that's rule number one Suckin' my dick, and I don't give a fuck what you spit Who you are, where you from, and
horns until beginning of chorus* *about twenty gunshots* [cops] "Cease fire!! Cease fire damnit!!" Chorus: WC It's All Bad! Dead on arrival! Nigga It's All Bad! Dead
block's tighter, ante up and get your top fighters Got fired for jumpin' the counter with a mop stick Some bitch ran up screamin' GET THE COPS QUICK! And
Not a problem I've encountered I have found elephants, lions, clowns Will jump through hoops like they workin' for the circus At the fire round the circle's right in front of them, fire
' problems? Not a problem I've encountered I have found elephants, lions, clowns Will jump through hoops like they workin' for the circus At the fire round the circle's right in front of them, fire
and what's fantasy And then the poets down here, don't write nothing at all They just stand back and let it all be And in the quick of the night They
' clean, makin' cheese and gettin' my dick sucked Still makin' cheese, ridin' clean and gettin' my dick sucked Still ridin' clean, makin' cheese and gettin