Ba** and Bakery - Thru the Fire lyrics

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Ba** and Bakery - Thru the Fire lyrics

[Verse 1: Tasha the Amazon] Yup, the truth gon' hurt Play by the rules but the rules don't work, Cash rules everything prove your worth, Enough to make a pure heart do some dirt So, light this swish up, start this b**h up, Do what you gotta and I'm right there with you Got no permission, on a mad mission To f** sh** up from all positions These are the days when sh** goes down Reach for the sky or kiss the ground Nothing to lose when the pigs come round We rebel royals with no crown Ring the alarm, that war sound Rise with the tide or ya'll drown Pump your brakes and just slow down We rebelroyals with no crown My peoples ain'tcoppingno Porsches, They'rehopping up all on my warship, They're burning down sh** they don't like, And destroying all that they worship We live a quick life with no foot brake My people push rhymes or they push weight Kush ain't no crime, it's the hood way But a crook's nine is a crook's fate It's a good day, for a campaign Shaka Zulu my damn name New York, Egypt, Bahrain Every siren sounds the damn same No half crooks, no half kings, No title prize for a half win, My mind's hungry, like fasting For ashine that's everlasting. [Hook] I've been to the top while I was wrestling with my shadow I've been a rebel in the desert, I done battled through the fire Through the fire Done led an army and I brought down walls of castles Done been alone against the world and I done battled through the fire Through the fire [Verse 2] Through the fire, pa**ed it, Did that sh** my own way A phoenix from the ashes, A diamond in a roach tray So okay, you best know The world is mine, Esco The ghetto manifesto Rally my troops and let's go Cause these days, the whole hood hurts Can't make rent, put in work They with the pay get to run earth And never look at what they done birthed So, these are the days my team reigns Watch for the coup on the replay, Victorylaps on the freeway Got my head spinning like weed haze. No time for beefing with cliques No mind for heaving these bricks, Tat read 'Azad' so I'mfree as god And I'msaving wall street a clip Money don't know how to act So guerrillas on attack, I set fire to theithey backs Yeah, I lit it with they racks Cause I love the smell of gasoline, Balaclavas at the cash machine And these Guy Fawkes on my blocks Norman Rockwell come paint this scene I been the best, survived the worst Been tested and died of thirst, Been pa**edand I been cursed, I been the last and now I'm the first [Hook] [Bridge] Cause I hear a humming coming from all around k**er bees on their way up from underground Can't nobody, nobody hold us down We rebel royals with no crown Cause I hear a humming coming from all around k**er bees on their way up from underground Can't nobody, nobody hold us down We rebel royals with no crown [Hook]

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