wait til we finish and get to see Christ Mike is retired seek the Messiah I wanna be like Christ That's the only person God wants us to be like
Traduzione: Fiamma. Come Cristo.
than fog eye Snitch and you'll die like bacon you will fry My alibi "I wasen't even on the scene" But bullet shells left a trail from the M-16 [Chris
you know what seeds to sow And like a workman, you're not ashamed of your life 'Cuz you rightly divided truth before you reigned with the Christ And like
skull And it's nothing short of ferocious but I swallowed the dosage I got a mantle, and the mantle is a candle And my candle is a flame that burns to
the walls of flames Behold these instruments of vengeance Curse forever this light-raped dimension Embrace it to death with Thy tyrannic ascension Crushing the skull of christ
the sideline with high rise First Polo shine off the cover like a high time [Ali] It's like I wake up an' it's pourin' Ladies was on us like Sean John
twice I got emcees on their knees steady asking christ How come when they was Ali's age they wasnt half as nice I treat a vet just like an ap-pren-tice
(AMBA!) Gimme dat fire (fire) Gimme dat flame (flame, flame) Gimme dat (gimme dat) Gimme dat (gimme dat) Gimme dat (gimme dat) Absolutely you can gimme
could move a big mountain Fred had a tongue That flowed like a fountain Had a big brain bible trained Gave what he had To the poor and to the flame Fred
stellar power, their mindsearing meaning at last becomes known to me...) their cosmic secrets unfold... The ice-throne is encased by a shimmering wall of writhing cerulean flame, A lambent flame
verbs sound superb Phenomenal, touching every point and star in the sky Astronimical, see in me the comical ( ? ) like gas in a bottle Full throttle with a flame
call me Chris Ward, I know you heard the name It's common like catching a Colombian, with a bird of caine I'm hot, so hot I could burn a flame You ought
dethrown Cap Stay focused on the regular Be in the Hoopty with a shorty on the cellular Lovin' my project like Nelson Mandella Or the church love Christ
rose from the earth Slowly leaving... Their candle-flame lonely, and so needing Like dust in the night the prayers rise Under the sick image of Christ
cop top notch The only thing you'll outline in chalk's a game of hopscotch what [Kool G. Rap] I spit my shit like a flame thrower The frame blower King
like to introduce to you the future, The young , the new R&B prince, Chris Brown Spit flame, And me stick around ya boy Chris Brown [Verse 1: Chris]
