(the roof is) on fire

for the menensky tribe worldwide

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 niggaz 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 fuckin around and makin the noise

but better believe i'll get up and leave and keep my poise

thuggin on brackland when i sold crack

and i got a mini-mack for the action

the murder and mashin

nigga milennium fashion blastin' over trash

50 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 nigga you know that prescribin me prozac

forgive but never forget

sin yeh even within the thin begin again

with that pretty little bitch in your click

uh spittin' demonish shit

hey baby you need a friend

and act a little bit feminine take the fatigues off

fuck the club even the six it's hellish

i be the one to tell it lust for the thugs

who be fuckin with

seven.seven.seven.seven. seven.seven.seven.seven. the roof

the roof

the roof is on fire. we don't need nothin' but the weed and a lighter

and a lighter. gather up gas masks for biological war

we know a whiff of the shit will make you wither fo sho'

niggaz in the c.o. we livin' in this ab world 144 thousand full of tribes

with the last word

the book of old it got 'em thinkin that they crackin code

oh no pin it computers ain't pinnin the millenium

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 fuck

uh what nigga 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 muthafuckin lighters in the air

keep their bitches up there

fuck wit cho - lil' nigga. the roof

the roof

the roof is on fire. we don't need nothin' but the weed and a lighter

and a lighter.