Letras:
Hush Fired Up

all fired up Y'all better just wise up Everybody gettin' sized up Before we all rise up Start runnin' your times up Cuz' when my crew ride up The

all fired up Y'all better just wise up Everybody gettin' sized up Before we all rise up Start runnin' your times up Cuz' when my crew ride up The

: (D. Henley and G. Frey) Now, where you going? Now, what's the rush? You listen here No, you just hush I know what you think That man don't know anything

take up my turn in that forsaken paradise that calls itself "Hell" where no-one has nothing and nothing is- well -meaning fool, pick up thy bed and rise up

light Soft and white and so polite Let him in, beneath the rim Beneath the skin, your next of kin Cleansing fire, funeral pyre Broken wire grown inside her Secret hush

we go tie da shit up like a shoelace' [Brisco:] And dats me da young hood messiah, 07 imma set da fuckin hood on fire

: Her hair, her hair Her hair is on fire She don't want no water Let her fucking head burn Her Hair, her hair Her hair is on fire She don't want no water

day connie I see some thick bitches I try to holla at dem But dey all trick bitches I think trina sexy Mama u wind fine And on da hush hush We need some

We fall for fights with fisticuffs Get pissed enough to miss the bus It disgusts me to see my folks run up on I say stand up on deception of time all