[Chorus] Uh-Oh the real truth is coming out Uh-Oh the real truth is coming out Uh-Oh the real truth is coming out Uh-Oh the real truth is coming out
[Chorus] Uh-Oh the real truth is coming out Uh-Oh the real truth is coming out Uh-Oh the real truth is coming out Uh-Oh the real truth is coming
seed in her push for life Its gonna work because I'm pushin' it right If Mary drops my baby girl tonight I would name her Rock-N-Roll [Verse 3: Black Thought] Uh
I believe the flame of love is about to die I believe the flame of love is about to die I believe the flame of love is about to die I believe the flame
Oh yeah, my goodness Oh yeah, I like it like that Oh, that is cold Somebody put a flame-thrower on that Oh, oh my goodness Take me down to the depot
for adventure nooo old captain jack giving them what for. he's the pauper of the surf (yeaha??uh huh) the jester of tortuga (oh god) but is davy
seen her on every cover Of every magazine but can't nobody get her but me Uh oh, there she go, uh oh, there she go, uh oh there she go Can't nobody get
uh uh uh uh disbelievin' eyes As those bits of metal and the embers The embers of his eyes, fanned out into the air Black dust, flames Oh! Johnny Some
me drop this dime in your ear You lookin' bubbly, I mean lovely, hug me I was right, your bubbly How you like the joint that's fluctuatin' JBLs (uh that
[Chorus] X2 Fire flame, flame, fire flame spitters Fire flame, flame, fire flame spitters Bitch we the business, hundred million dollars Bitch we the
[DAPPY] ah uh uh oh ah uh uh oh ah uh uh oh ah uh uh oh (na na naii) ah uh uh oh ah uh uh oh (Tinchy Stryder) ah uh uh oh (N dubz) ah uh uh oh (yo) [
uh, uh, oh, ah, uh, uh, oh Ah, uh, uh, oh, ah, uh, uh, oh, na, na, naii Ah, uh, uh, oh, ah, uh, uh, oh, Tinchy Stryder Ah, uh, uh, oh, N Dubz, ah, uh,
yelling 'cuz (Whats up? 'Cuz) Ate by selling drugs '38 snub in the waist, in case fools lose love These days still the same I can steal the flame, eyes
: Oh this is ladies night, and our rhymes is tight Oh this is ladies night, oh what a night (oh what a night) Oh this is ladies night, and the feel is
a nigga made out, The shit that I was given, Look what a nigga came out Momma sewing patches on my holes, Man, our hoes couldn't put this flame out.
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh Oh this takes me home It makes me think about Sitting outside of my old home When I was younger and singing something like
in flames 'Cause your greed sold me out in shame, mmm hmm After all of the stealing and cheating You probably think that I hold resentment for you But uh uh, oh
The universal magnificently I rock the party efficiently From the Brooklyn but centered to And I do it so lyrically That you got to give it to me Like Rick James, I kick game and spit flame
