thinkin' of you Then I know what you're thinkin' of If you're lovin' me like I'm lovin' you Baby, we're really in love I run around in circles And turn in fire
to us Because the night belongs to lovers Because the night belongs to us What I got I have earned What I'm not I have learned Desire and hunger is the fire
the mountainside We been blowin' around from town to town Lookin' from a place to stand' Where the sun burst through the cloud To fall like a circle Like a circle of fire
fire and the wind I'm livin' Not pillin', just element twistin' From the herb come the fire and the wind I'm livin' From the herb come the fire and the
click When the hammer slaps the bullet on the ass from the clip You wind up in a room full of my dawgs I'll have you feeling like a fire hydrant in a
fun When I be clutching my guns, bullets get stuck in they lungs Who that talking down on the compound, what they smoking on Mo City inner-circle,
lace signs of plotonus Expected to strown trajectory of David's sling to Goliath Nor abundance of nouses accommodate my body weight Circle 1-9-7-5
Chun Li with a krumatie Full contact tracks cracks and amplified cramps Furious fists flown by the welterweight champ Vampire and hell fire fuck around
enough to know it's hard to make songs, I played my cards and kept movin along, Hooked up with madchild and righted my wrongs, You don't continue with circles
stirs in the silence of my room, Cant hold back with god, still sin follows through Black jack, fire arms, foreign cars, trying hard, Forest fires, horrified
like me Haven't found a way to say "fuck you" politely These days I stick to myself, but sometimes get sick of myself Got my own circle, love my people
when she screams I'm in the cracked mirror of her dreams Truth deployment, regroup for youth enjoyment Recoup from truth employment Fire circles, spirits
m the hurricane hunter Madchild's the barbarian bent on revenge Euphoria, Shatter the skulls of doomed warriors [Phil Da Agony:] Ink in the bark Sharks come circle
I always love you, I never meant to hurt you Even the stress'll work you, I miss your old perfume Promise never curse you, I want you in my circle Honey
in rest areas and truck stops Cassette players, known to make the tape pop Gold diggers who on the cream like Wells Fargo In Vegas, they circle around
name ringin Money starts to pile, honeys start to wild Top notch drop top make everything he drop hot He dream, visualize, plot and scheme Got the cream legally without the beam Witcha fire
, me out I'm battling desire Lord help me douse this fire This internal inferno Hotter than a shot of Cuervo Her top was short and purple Belly dancing in a circle
like dimes become eleven To some we kind of thought of it, as teaching the dumb Ace-One and dilated, the shape of things to come I catch rec and tangle in circles