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Fire descends on High
In the shape of a
Burn the of Pride
And on to Mount Zion

Rub me the way
the highway
Rubbing together
But fire's man-made
on hot air, soar like an airplane
Yearn to rise in the sky high
Like cocaine, false pride is
But got nothing to gain
Babylon's buildings raise flames
Drowning in their
Explosive!
the pin in the hand grenade
Soul blowing up in your own domain
crackers ooh and ahh
But they never

Fires
Flames are
Don't burn the down
Heavenly fire only
On an altar made from the

Fire descends from on
In the shape of a
the sacrifice of pride
And ride on to Zion

One pair of
But see two things
One cries
While the other one
You walk around everybody
Owes you
Take you got
Thank G-d for all life brings
The man has it all
But not with anything
While the rich man's are empty
But he's sitting a king

Backpack's getting
Moving at a steady
Carrying on your shoulders
And lead around waiste
way, run in haste
There is no time to
We should be
Got a
burns like ice morsels falling fire
Like

You should be subtle
You keep your hustle
Keep your and shuffle
Flashing muscle, brass
Bust your bubble, pop
of the muzzle
Hate to ruffle
Makin brothers
Through the old concrete jungle
Briskan brussells step and
Stumble into
rumble in the temple
Mumble
Your should be humble
In the all your bluff
You're puffin smoke, it's
In this you're a pebble