Eternity
I pray for love, I pray for world peace
And if I ever do you wrong, then I'll see you in hell
Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire
(My soul's on fire wait), (my soul's on fire wait), (my soul's on fire wait)
Uhhhhhhh ahhhhhh, Uhhhhhhh ahhhhhh
Uhhhhhhh ahhhhhh, Uhhhhhhh ahhhhhh
Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire
Uhhhhhhh ahhhhhh, Uhhhhhhh ahhhhhh
Politicians hiding, bombs flying
The kids are dying, with they mamas crying
Everybody so sick, no remedies
Killing everybody, catching felonies
To my day ones, you know I love you
I'm gonna rock the whole world, I'm gonna show you
Be number one, just like I told you I'm never gonna let you go
I'm gonna hold you, from the heavens in the sky to the underground
Might go to the club and drop a hundred thou
Everybody so fake when they come around
Gonna live today like I'll die tomorrow
And I'm so damn hot like a hundred degrees
And I'm so damn hungry like a father to be
All this money ain't nothing cause I'm growing the trees
I'm gonna sell these bars like some soccer tees, ayy
Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire
Uhhhhhhh ahhhhhh, Uhhhhhhh ahhhhhh
And if I ever do you wrong, then I'll see you in hell
Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire
(My soul's on fire wait), (my soul's on fire wait), (my soul's on fire wait)
Uhhhhhhh ahhhhhh, Uhhhhhhh ahhhhhh
Uhhhhhhh ahhhhhh, Uhhhhhhh ahhhhhh
Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire
Uhhhhhhh ahhhhhh, Uhhhhhhh ahhhhhh
Politicians hiding, bombs flying
The kids are dying, with they mamas crying
Everybody so sick, no remedies
Killing everybody, catching felonies
To my day ones, you know I love you
I'm gonna rock the whole world, I'm gonna show you
Be number one, just like I told you I'm never gonna let you go
I'm gonna hold you, from the heavens in the sky to the underground
Might go to the club and drop a hundred thou
Everybody so fake when they come around
Gonna live today like I'll die tomorrow
And I'm so damn hot like a hundred degrees
And I'm so damn hungry like a father to be
All this money ain't nothing cause I'm growing the trees
I'm gonna sell these bars like some soccer tees, ayy
Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire
Uhhhhhhh ahhhhhh, Uhhhhhhh ahhhhhh
Credits
Writer(s): Roberto Palma
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