got to listen I?m Flame, can?t take the heat, get out the kitchen Christian cats are spittin? Christ with the mic on We ride through the dark with our high-beam lights on The whole camp
the steps of no-man's land Camp fire, the smell of prarie wind Men surround the blaze Drink booze recall the day Til a strangers voice rings out to pray
facts cause I don't inhale lye/lie Play the greater man's game, to bounce off my losses So I can earn the acres (uhh) the houses (yeah) the horses (huh
pride Till I jump up! Saying: you've been rolling in muck! Saying: you smell of garbage and grime! But far out Far out By now By now Far out, by now
the wind calls out his name. Aye,aye,aye. Come gather 'round me buckaroos and a story I will tell Of the fugitive Claude Dallas who just broke out of
defeat him Am easy, believe me Johnny callin' my name out, come with it I spit it real cool and I'm puttin' your flame out, uh Remember Memphis, Secret
pop the nine When I take it out the box, I represent LOX Now when I flow, you hit the rewind button So I charge out more, want it all at the door Fuck
s MOVEMENT Like an earthquake tremmor when the dj drop that Nesian style MOVEMENT Like side to side MOVEMENT Like the 60's and 70's MOVEMENT Like an earthquake
out (all aboard) Sheek, Methical, waddup niggas Yo yo, hey yo Soon as I cop the nine I pop the nine But when I take it out the box I represent Lox Now
said Then he coughed and spluttered and raised his eyes above his head See that falling star in the sky go by Probably just an old horse Checking out the drovers camp