Bizzy Bone - (The Roof Is) on Fire Lyrics

Writer(s) : MICHAEL BELL, CHARLIE EMPRERE, BYRON MCCANE, RICHARD FOWLER, CHARLES PETTIFORD, GREG WIGFALL, RICKY WALTERS, JERRY BLOODROCK, LELITE EVANS
Artist: Bizzy Bone Lyrics
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Album: Track 11 on Bizzy Bone presents: Heaven'z Movie
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For the Menensky tribe worldwide
(will you please sing along with the old negro spiritual?)

[Chorus: x2]
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire.
We don't need nothin' but the weed and a lighter, and a lighter

It ain't a thug those that's livin' that is realer than the villain
Witha million still killin' dealin' and all for the children
Came out of Cleveland with Steven,
And even my peoples was creepin',
But now they reapin', seepin', retreatin', deletin'
Did ya feel em give my *****z the fist and,
Keep the pistol gripped
Now whistle if you need me and quick I'm there for murder and mayhem
Look out for lay man
His trigger finger itchin' to lay them
His trigger finger itchin' to lay them
Don't run to lose your life
Enjoy
I ain't ****in' around and makin' the noise,
But better believe I'll get up and leave and keep my poise
(O yellow boy you holdin' Hell, yeh!!!!)
Thuggin' on Brackland when I sold crack,
And I got a mini-mack for the action
The murder and mashin',
***** millennium fashion blastin' over trash
Fifty thousand dollars cash
As fast as you can smash
Stabbed in the back and anxiety attacks
Flash through the childhood relax and,
React it be like that ***** you know that prescribin' me prozac
Forgive but never forget
Sin yeh even within the thin begin again
With that pretty little ***** in your click
Uh spittin' demonish ****
Hey baby you need a friend
And act a little bit feminine take the fatigues off
**** the club even the six it's hellish
I be the one to tell it lust for the thugs
Who be ****in' with
Seven seven seven seven
Seven seven seven seven

[Chorus: x2]

Gather up gas masks for biological war
We know a whiff of the **** will make you wither fo sho'
*****z in the C.O.
We livin' in this AB World 144 thousand full of tribes
With the last word (SHUT UP!)
The book of old it got 'em thinkin' that they crackin code
Oh no pin it computers ain't pinnin' the millennium
Your future youth be the truth in the music
You better your soul triple stage darkness in the unsolved encore
Little E, B.I.G., Tupac Shakur
Murdered in California
Need I say more
Killa forget it's in Heaven'z Movie was it?
Lose the Lord's covanent
I'm huggin' it and Imma duck and trust I'm all thuggish as ****
Uh what ***** bust and up by creepin' on a come up
Eternally stressed my faces of death for the world war
Yes quiet on the set the shoots expired
The Roof is on fire
We don't need nothin' but the weed and a lighter and a lighter
We don't need nothin' but the weed and a lighter and a lighter

Now what I want ch'all to do is I want y'all
Put y'all mutha****in lighters in the air
Keep their *****es up there, **** wit cho - lil' *****

[Chorus: x6]
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire.
We don't need nothin' but the weed and a lighter, and a lighter.


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