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Spice 1 - Turn Da Heat Down lyrics
f/ Outlawz * send corrections to the typist (Spice 1) [verse one] {:14 dear lord, could you please tell Lucifer turn the heat down, feelin the flames of hell underneath my feet now, the block is hot Ihear the street demons callin playin russian roulette with thug nature, sky fallin don't wanna die broke and alone, smokin a zone with the homies in the car strapped up with a vest on, lord please tell Lucifer he need to turn the heat down cause I'm convinced that hell is up on these streets now the hood is on fire, niggas comin up short (short) ashphalt burnin the sole of my jordans (jordans) how long will I mourn my homies is gettin shot not even mommys tears cool the drama or not just gettin hotter, my homies can't take it anymore sick and tired of bein broke stressed and poor enemies, wanna murder me at 3000 degrees wanna catch me on my paper route scoutin for cheese turn the heat down [chorus] {1:01 dear lord, can you please tell Lucifer turn the heat down, I'm feelin the flames of hell underneath my feet now, underneath my feet now underneath my feet now, feelin the flames of hell underneath my feet now {repeat 1x (Outlawz...) [verse two] {1:22 its been a long ass road, for me and my dogs late nights is cold and day times is hard and everyday is a test, and god must be the teacher hatin ass niggas, make me travel with my heater and satan been waitin, on a nigga like me since the day I was born homie I knew it was on daddy gone, and now I'm left to raise myself the devil playin games with me, got me lustin for wealth so me and my homies went out to get it, no matter what the lord I know it's wrong, but somebody gettin touched and I can feel the flame, everyday I'm in the game my homie died in vain, so now we ride in his name are we goan ball or die, put it all on the line get this money man, make 'em haters wanna shine for makaveli, killer khadafi the prince may the lord bless your soul nigga, till the very end [chorus] {2:10 dear lord, can you please tell Lucifer turn the heat down, I'm feelin the flames of hell underneath my feet now, underneath my feet now underneath my feet now, feelin the flames of hell underneath my feet now {repeat 1x [verse three] {2:30 although you hate to be broke, even smoke with the folk made alot of money dropped alot on the floor did alot of shit I never done before fucked alot of hoes never paid they cardinal always blast first when it comes to this woe its in my bloodline plus my daddy done it before you never seen hardtimes why you fakin it for you never seen another nigga with his brains on the floor Ithink it's all for me to figure why you hatin me for but then again I'm one of them motherfuckers that do shit broke and then again I'm one of them niggas that'll eat off the floor and I got pool massive blood what you askin me for and you don't need what you think you do and you don't really wanna die but I huck you thru its gettin hotter on the streets tryin to kill who snitchin and if you can't stand the heat then get the fuck out the kitchen its gettin hotter nigga (punk ass nigga, outlawz shit bitch) [chorus] {3:18 dear lord, can you please tell Lucifer turn the heat down, I'm feelin the flames of hell underneath my feet now, underneath my feet now underneath my feet now, feelin the flames of hell underneath my feet now {repeat 1x [verse four] {3:39 livin life hot to death we stop the press stop to, catch my breath and count who left you see this black rain pourin, they wanna see us prehistoric you wanna see me in the county or the corener's there's angels with me, so I can never give up makaveli trained soldier, just aim and bust from my mental that is, with a pencil that is known got a old soul like he been to the bid lil' wayne wasnt lyin, the block is scorchin what gotta kill a cop just to stop the torture watch the roads cause there really aint nobody to trust a outlaw till I die you better ride wit us we stand firm in the flame watch the face to burn Iget a blast from the past when the pain return dear lord, can you please tell Lucifer turn the heat down, I'm feelin the flames of hell underneath my feet now [chorus] {4:26 dear lord, can you please tell Lucifer turn the heat down, I'm feelin the flames of hell underneath my feet now, underneath my feet now underneath my feet now, feelin the flames of hell underneath my feet now {repeat 1x |
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