FEVER 333 — BURN IT

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For all the homies doing time, look alive

For every day your mama cried, look alive

When the five-0 arrive, look alive

Everybody look alive, look alive

You ain’t ready, uh

Yeah

 

See we always on the run

‘Cause they be chasing us for fun

When the neighborhood in pieces

They say to pray and look to Jesus

Light a candle with the sun

‘Cause we lost another one

 

Got us pledging our allegiance

To a hand that doesn’t feed us, preach

I got a mouth like Malcolm

And hands just like Ali

Black Panther, white mother

You better not try me

I got a mind like Martin

 

Visions of Rodney King

My city’s on fire

You know sometimes you gotta burn it down to build it up again

Lights go out in the town we’re living in

Burn it down when no one’s innocent

Burn it down

 

I am a gun on the run

I am a gun on the run

I am a gun on the run

We live behind the lines

That they be keeping us inside

And if red denotes the devil

 

Then in hell is where we’ll settle

If I had to pick a side

It’s Inglewood until I die

We the necessary evil

For all these fake angelic people

I got a mouth like Malcolm

 

And hands just like Ali

Black Panther, white mother

You better not try me

I got a mind like Martin

Visions of Rodney King

My city’s on fire

 

You know sometimes you gotta burn it down to build it up again

Lights go out in the town we’re living in

Burn it down when no one’s innocent

Burn it down

I am a gun on the run

Fight for survival, but we was dead on arrival

So we gon’ fight for survival until we

 

Put me in front of the gun

Fight for survival, but we was dead on arrival

So we gon’ fight for survival until we

Put me in front of the gun

Oh, bang, bang

Oh, put me in front of the gun

Yeah, okay, yeah

 

You know sometimes you gotta burn it down to build it up again

Lights go out in the town we’re living in

Burn it down when no one’s innocent

Burn it down

We point our fingers while they point their guns

 

Bullets, they miss us, we’re guys on the run

So burn it down and build it up again

Burn it down

I am a gun on the run

 

We still killers

I am a gun on the run

I am a gun on the run