Three days of loving you, leading me in. holding me close to two years of denial. wondering what it was, and then i see your smile. these words don?t
thang, the boys clubs whosing while they build the peer of change Look at your... the souls on the main Yeah we really volunteered souls on the hand
and good cheer let's go camping at the lake tonight we'll build a big fire burning bright we're gonna sing some songs and the frogs can sing along so come on
Numerous attempts at my life, so who to trust Who but us, to supply you with the fire? The burning truth, 150 Absolut proof On the mic like Moses spoke
that cant be compared to any fire power for its mind power shared the brainwave causes vessels to circulate like constellations reflect at night off the lake
(uhuh not me nigga) Nigga get high, sacrificin' brain cells and lungs Still catch me at the mall with my foot on the wall Window shoppin', like "This'll look good on
best friends to brothers From brothers to never calling him again Their coffins descend, one flies to a place of peace The other Lake of Fire, devils
Soop, Soop-a-man [It's on!] Hah Verse One: Redman Well it's the Soopaman Lovah in your motherfuckin town Get down go round and round like shocks on
? It gets crazier still, my soul's on dangerous hills A target for the world, flesh, and Satan aiming to kill While the wicked who be hating your will Sit by the lake
, it's Soop, Soop, Soop-a-man It's on Hah Well it's the Soopaman Lovah in your motherfuckin town Get down go round and round like shocks on your G-spot
find new ways that might... ...they just might In the villages and hills On the tundra and ice To the forests of kauri In the paddies of rice By the lakes on
, the boys clubs whosing while they build the peer of change Look at your pinky [?] the souls on the main Yeah we really volunteered souls on the hand
a million years And the weather just won't turn Try to build a fire round your place And the damned logs refuse to burn The braindead have been sitting on
on rap chrome Put it on seal it on, we're silicone Spark it on your Talkathon This rap phenomenon, to word is bond to the arms Hit me on the hip and
hills Bush weed porn stash Waist high deep snow Skull and crossbones Railroad peep show Playing baseball All fucked up on pills Sean Mussolino Red fire
in the wind. (chorus) I seem to forget half the things I start I try to build a house and then I tear the place apart I freeze myself on fire and then I burn myself on
At the brink of Hell an island swims in lakes of fire by the darkened plains Deserted and dead it declares its place By spewing it's magma like blood
in your heart. Save another soul from burnin' in the Lake of Fire! Yo! Got it? Someone's at the door. Find out who's there, baby. Go light up your building
