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Fired Up From The Heart

these words - I - believe they come what I see - and the people around me from the heart FROM THE HEART - what?s behind my words from the heart FROM THE HEART

wake up by the door, that heart you caught must be waiting for ya. Even now when we're already over I can?t help myself from looking for ya [Chorus:] I set fire

platinum Rolex with ice Foreigns off the lot, without checking the price To be precise boppers want when they hear, the Jag horn Creased up in Ralph Lauren

brain We three deep up on this thang, me and you and Mary Jane From a bud to a grain, propane to a flame Inhaling this octane, getting wet from all this

He fills the flower vases, trims the candle bases, takes small change from the poor box. Tyler has the key. He takes nail and hammer to tack up the

nigga (Ssss) what [Slim] Tonight's your night girl (Yes) I'm trynin' to give you that thing to make you say (Yes) From the kitchen floor down to the fire

one day I got caught in the act With my girl named Melissa from a few days back Kisha done called me up and asked me to explain She said I played with her heart

s goin down (too doped up to ask questions) Used to be comrades (but now we blast on sight) What could be so bad (God, will we last tonight?) From misdemeanors

'm barely broke I'm smokin bomb-ass weed feelin crucial From player to player, the game's tight, the feeling's mutual From hustlin and prayers, to breakin motherfuckers to pay-up