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Fire & Pain

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Fire & Pain

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[Sizzla:]

WOOO~! Ha, King Selassie I know

Sizzla Kalonji, girls smiles, whoa-yeah-yeahhh

[Styles P:]

Shit is too too crazy, listen

Got bad luck, like I ran and fucked the voodoo lady

Every other week I'm in handcuffs

Stack somethin, lose somethin, somethin keep fuckin my plans up

Movin in a hurry, thinkin time is slow

when I pass the cemetery where my lil' brother is buried

All I can do is salute, pound on my chest

God got his army and we all his recruits

But, every other night I see demons

Do somethin wild and I don't know the reasons

Blame it on the air, so I say it's the seasons

Tell my niggaz light the fuck up cause I'm fiendin

Get it - it's somethin when the sadness turn into madness

Got me doin shit, where I'm runnin from badges

I can see my life in some flashes, they think that I'm clashes

I pour more 'gnac in the glass kid

[Sizzla:]

It's all about we got da tools wid us

Fuckin CRAZY~! Things ain't gonna be cool wid us

Luxurious - bring the guns along dey always cruise wid us

Those fuckers know better, that's cause dem no fool wid us

Huh, fuckin dogs, we gon' put dem in some leeches

As far as it reaches, we gon' iron out dem creases

with the four pieces, DEM got to use around the neck

Cannon go squeezes, DEM a soldier CRAZY believe it

[Styles P:]

I go to sleep and my soul cry, nigga it's no lie

Why you think I'm so high, I flow like it's no time

Funny when your mind is a goldmine, and niggaz is golddiggers

Guess you gon' learn when it's yo' time

Stressed up to my shoulders, fuck it I'ma ride now

Brim of the Yankee, sittin on my eyebrows

Look at the stash and think that I'm gassed

off the Godfather saga cause Vito wouldn't lie down

Me and destiny got a date, wheover with me rollin

If you ain't then you go get your 8, cause I ain't gon' fold

I take 'em all on

I've been dyin for the day to get my war on

I reflect on the days when I played Rahway gettin my score on

And came back to the hood with my forearms

Go get more mans, I got floor plans

and 23 ways to blow you out of them Jor-dans

[Sizzla:]

Try to beat me but don't worry I got dem

Make dem bleed blood it's a pleasure to squash dem

They ain't allathat so, I saw dem

escapin from de cops dem ain't see me tryin to stop dem

Say you're livin BIG~! On top of de world

You go against me you gon' get freed on dis side of de world yah

They say you're mad I say things comes and go

But I never leave mi gun because I wan kill dem fuckin punks

[Styles P:]

Some niggaz say I'm the sickest

If I got a show ghetto niggaz go get the ticket

If I ain't blow on the stage, I had me a gauge

Outside on some bullshit, ready to stick it

Like the hood made me wicked as hell

Thought about more bullshit sittin in jail, listen up

It's nothin more important than feedin your seeds

I got two, so I just start believin in greed

It's like I'm needin the weed and needin to read

Got to go against the odds just to even achieve

It's like I'm tired of the hassle and all that

You the king I run up in your castle and all that

I'm nicer than whoever you can name, been through the dark side

Walked back through the flames and came with a lightning push

Shined on the game, and e'rybody die

at the drop of a dime if they rhyme on my name

[Sizzla:]

Sit bak relax heah we kickin for a while

Sizzla Kalonji and Styles, yeah beautiful girls dey smile

Bless your feet on de Jamaican side, dat's de profile

Why de fuck de fuckin enemies wanna spoil, yeah

True born leaders woo yeah we navigate

Yah life is a cycle, so things got to gravitate

Smoke de fuckin herb, that's how I meditate

One love to de world, damn tell dem we ain't gon' seperate

[Styles P:]

Shit is crazy, life is somethin really

I'm the Ghost, woo~!

We gotta live though, fuck it y'know

I know, feel me nigga

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