Tekst:
Higher The Burn And Turn

And we try and we try to deny it To keep from the burn and turn (oh yeah, to keep from the burn and turn) We're lost in translation Without a place

And we try and we try to deny it To keep from the burn and turn (oh yeah, to keep from the burn and turn) We're lost in translation Without a place

be And we try and we try to deny it To keep from the burn and turn (oh yeah, to keep from the burn and turn) We're lost in translation Without a place

in the seats with my heels 'Cause that's where we make love Come on and run Turn the car on and run I'm gonna marry the night I'm gonna burn a hole

you've been having this thing with Kim. And I don't know, just thinking about you and where you were from and that you're a rapper - and I'm thinking,

write and produce it Drop mine, hot 9 exclusive, got y'all hulking like Bruce did Deuce it, break backs and stacks it's no problem Make raps and tracks

my character 'Cause it had become vile to its creator And through many dreadful nights I lay praying to a saint that nobody has heard of And waiting for some high

it! [Verse 2 - Birdman] Yeah YM CMB baby Birdman Swagged out 100 Rooftop, hella choppa burning smoke Louis bag stay strapped wit' a priceless glow High life, flippin' and

hit the lights, hit the lights And everybody say Turn 'em low, turn 'em high Light it up to the sky Turn 'em low, turn 'em high Light it up to the sky And