CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : The Enemy

Fire Burning
Fire burning and heads turning it’s armageddon

Fire burning and heads turning it’s armageddon
There’s no returning it gets disturbing don’t yell objection
There’s a collection of dead rappers pick your selection
That’s a reflection of what can happen with our connection
There’s a obsession a argument on who’s number one
Well my confession I love rap I do it for fun I do it for the bread
The butter and even the crumbs yup yup

But there’s this thing that I notice with rap
Everybody wants to rap but they don’t work on they craft
Thats the thing that gets me mad always gets me to feel
Then these stupid ass record labels give them a deal
Your f**king stupid ass rappers went and give them wheel
Now they in and out your pockets and you watching them steal
Wow now your drained and you all out of cash
Calling up your label just for them to not call you back wow
People think I’m in Illuminati like my black ass would pass
In that type of party like I don’t got to deal with them people already
They around they everywhere trust me they ready
Call my phone restricted y’all done got this sh*t twisted
You motherf**ker don’t get it on how much I feel so gifted
n***as know that I’m with it standing strong on the pivot
Standing strong on the pivot I’m standing strong as long as there’s