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Blood Sweat Tears Fire And Rain

on the telephone line Just talking about things to come Sweet dreams and flying machines And traces on the ground Oh I've seen fire and I've seen rain

element to autopse First I'll assasinate 'em And them I'll cremate them And take all of his fucking ashes and evaporate 'em Or creep through the graveyard and

's the price of this fame Under attack, my destiny to be a soldier through rain I flow, I flow like water, like water And my desire like fire, like fire

bees and birds IN WAR/ and the freeks and nerds IN WAR/ and the straight and curves IN WAR/ forward and reverse IN WAR/ RED...IT RED...IT RED...IT RED

be posted up at the crack spots (All day) Where the sun don't shine, we immune to the rain In the blood, sweat and tears, from the years in the game

and urging WAR Always keep alert in WAR Cause man will jump out a swerving car Now bees and birds IN WAR And the freaks and nerds IN WAR And the straight and

and more and more I want more We need more I want more God damn it I'm back to demand we get more Give me more I want more and more and more [Verse

I'll assasinate em And them I'll cremate them and take all of his fucking ashes and evaporate em Or creep through the graveyard and hunt down your tombstone

BK) I be posted up at the crack spots (all day) Where the sun don't shine, we immune to the rain In the blood, sweat & tears, from the years in the game