Streets On Fire

Yeah, hit the spider

Write out the writer

Get lit the fired up

Lit the fired up

It's me, rhyme-maker

Double eyed salt and pepper shaker

Semi-valley earthquaker for acres

Outlaw law breakers

Nigga

The son on sight

Dark Blue black and white fife

I pulled the war level .44's

And they complained and arrested

For playing a song by the Levens is pure havoc

The streets are on pure fire

Get folded like envelopes

I suffocate hope

'Quipped with shells, boxed with full scopes

One incident and we shake the globe

A creep in the morning that becomes daylight

I walk to the beat, to the beat

So who was going out with me tonight?

We're running out into the street tonight

I love life

I mean well

I've been told I can't control myself

Hear me out

Something I wanna do

Hear me out

Something I want to say

Streets on fire

I wanna get higher

A creep in the morning that becomes daylight

Yeah, so don't say nothin'

I want it all emptied or I'ma start bustin'

I walk to the beat, to the beat

Higher, higher, burning fire

Making music like a choir

I'm trusted by the people like the crust on an apple

pie

Start the riot gripped the heated and start the fire

I walk with a badge and a lean mean stick in your eye

Hot supplying, multiplying fire riots

I love life

I'm twice as nice

And I like to live it well

The Streets is a living hell

I've been told I can't control myself

Hear me out

There's something I wanna do

Hear me out

Something I wanna say

Streets on fire

Everybody get higher

I'm gonna fight

Take off on sight

Picking off on the first thing in sight

Sayin like bloods and crips on sight

What I saw scoping like Lee Harvey Oswald

Lit, totally and utterly subliminal

Police is as croocked as the criminals

Five-star generals

Premeditation

Bar flu world spark new generations

Oh, I've been hidin

Got he Bin laden

We out for the ridin

Roll and test squadin'

Hit the national guard on the two way

'Cause these nigga's gotta hear what I gotta say

I'ma roll till I can't roll no more

Say it!

I'ma fold till I can't fold no more

Say it!

I'ma split till I can't spit no more

Say it!

I'ma get up till I can't get no more

Say it!

I love life

Life, life, life

And I like to live it well

Well, the streets is a burning hell

And I've been told I can't control myself

Control myself, self, self

Hear me out

There's something I wanna do

Let's crack it with the streets

Hear me out

Something I wanna say

Yeah, check it out, check it out

I want the streets on fire

Higher, higher streets on fire

Everybody get higher

Making music like a choir

Everybody get, everybody

Everybody get higher

Higher, higher, streets on fire

Making music like a choir

Higher, higher, streets on fire

Making music like a choir