there's a party down in flames And I got no time to waste No I ain't feeling no pain Too high to die Oh, I'm getting - high on the flames Oh, I'm gonna
if you want my love Then now's the time to take it Before the flame burns out Before the flame burns out Before the flame burns out Before the flame burns out Turn up the flame
take it I need a girl Who just wants my love Cause now is the time to make it Before the flame burns out! Before the flame burns out! Before the flame burns out! Before the flame
, but there's a party down in flames And I got no time to waste No, I ain't feeling no pain Too high to die Oh, I'm gettin' high on the flames Oh, I'
you want my love Then now's the time to take it Before the flame burns out Before the flame burns out Before the flame burns out Before the flame burns out Turn up the flame
but there's a party down in flames And I got no time to waste No I ain't feeling no pain Too high to die Oh, I'm getting - high on the flames Oh, I'm
it I need a girl Who just wants my love Cause now is the time to make it Before the flame burns out! Before the flame burns out! Before the flame burns out! Before the flame
You might learn a lil' summin' if you learn to stop frontin' My nigga look easy on three p's b-p's, rollin' locc-in' I'm runnin' wit' the Dope-man [Chorus
W.A.S.P.] Hell-hound, hot leather on your legs That smokin powder keg You're riding on is hell-bound And you're the one they claim It's going down in
if I feed a chick It ain't like me to split a piece 'a dry pita I'll be the S-L to the I-M to the S-H-A-D-Y And I don't need a tank top to be a wife beater
topic of discussion in every nail shop It's a secret society, all we ask is trust and within a week, watch your arm freeze up Brassiere get right, A to a
: [Cover from W.A.S.P] Touch, touch in the flame's desires Feeling the pain's denial, And your fingers in the fire Look, look in the candle light See
like a big ghetto booty on a P.Y.T With a 5th Ave S.W.A.G Something just like me Buy and sell Gucci I like them girls in Louis V Red bottoms Lue B's
d-don't do-do-do-do it! P-P-P-Please? Wh-wh-wh-why you gotta t-try us? W-w-w-w-we already know that you be the nicest!" And now I'ma come and kill 'em
knew a lot of hustlas, goin' O.T., comin' back with the new hip hop Like E-40 holding down the yay , N.W.A. in L.A. OutKast from the A-Town, way down