Letras:
The Jungle Brothers Playin With Fire

before you even start to Playin with fire - don't you know that you're gonna get lit? Playin with fire - don't you know when to quit? Playin with fire

: Police Dispatcher .. He's headed out a window The man with the bag is running like a son of a bitch We have people with bags running across, running

call they'll sigh, call them See them sitting in a store. Gots with play, gots to this, gots to that, gots to everything. Ever have a little fire get

into the fire Transform into the Ghostrider, a six-pack and +A Streetcar Named Desire+, who got my back? In the line of fire holdin back, what? My peoples if you with

gun and Revolutionize minds until freedom's won Channel Live: We watch wizards play games in Washington with your life Swung with Spiderman now we

remember it always remains [ CHORUS: The Holmes Brothers ] I remember When we used to play shoot-em-up, bang-bang I remember When we used to play shoot

up in my trunk What! A Bruce brother nerd sippin gasoline slurpies Rockin a rare breed of Sudanese herpies Raised in the jungle, communicate with snakes

Into the fire, transform into the Ghostrider, a six-pack An' 'A Streetcar Named Desire', who got my back? In the line of fire holdin' back, what? My peoples, if you with

block we still play And block parties in tha projects lastin' way past daylight A young nigga learned to break night Used to play fight with my homies