For the Menensky tribe worldwide (Will you please sing along with the old negro spiritual?)
-Bizzy Bone-Chorus-
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire/We don't need nothin' but the weed and a lighter, and a lighter
-Bizzy Bone-
It ain't a thug those that's livin that is realer than the villain/
Witha million still killin dealin and all for the children/
Came out of Cleveland with Steven,
and even my peoples was creepin,
but now they reapin, seepin, retreatin, deletin/
Did ya feel em give my niggaz the fist and,
keep the pistol gripped/
Now whistle if you need me and quick I'm there for murder and mayhem/
Look out for Lay man/
His trigger finger itchin' to lay them/
His trigger finger itchin' to lay them/
Don't run to lose your life/
Enjoy/
I ain't fuckin around and makin the noise,
but better believe I'll get up and leave and keep my poise/
(O yellow boy you holdin? Hell, yeh!)/
Thuggin on Brackland when I sold crack,
and I got a mini-mack for the action/
The murder and mashin,
Nigga milennium fashion blastin' over trash/
50 thousand dollars cash/
As fast as you can smash/
Stabbed in the back and anxiety attacks/
Flash through the childhood relax and,
react it be like that nigga you know that prescribin me prozac/
Forgive but never forget/
Sin yeh even within the thin begin again/
With that pretty little bitch in your clique/
Uh spittin' demonish shit/
Hey baby you need a friend/
And act a little bit feminine take the fatigues off/
Fuck the club even the six it's hellish/
I be the one to tell it lust for the thugs/
Who be fuckin with seven....seven....seven....seven....
seven....seven....seven....seven....
-Chorus-
-Bizzy Bone-
Gather up gas masks for biological war/
We know a whiff of the shit will make you wither fo sho/
Niggaz in the C.O./
We livin' in this AB World 144 thousand full of tribes/
With the last word (SHUT UP!)/
The book of old it got 'em thinkin that they crackin code/
Oh no pin it computers ain't pinnin the Millenium/
Your future youth be the truth in the music/
You better your soul triple stage darkness in the unsolved encore/
Little E, B.I.G., Tupac Shakur/
Murdered in California/
Need I say more?/
Killa forget it's in Heaven'z Movie was it?/
Lose the Lord's covanent/
I'm huggin it and Imma duck and trust I'm all thuggish as fuck/
Uh what nigga bust and up by creepin on a come up/
Eternally stressed my faces of death for the world war/
Yes quiet on the set the shoots expired/
The Roof is on fire.../
We don't need nothin' but the weed and a lighter and a lighter/
We don't need nothin' but the weed and a lighter and a lighter/(Now what I want ch'all to do is I want y'all put y'all muthafuckin lighters in the air/
Keep their bitches up there, fuck wit cho lil' nigga...)
-Chorus-
Recorded for the Bizzy Bone album Heaven'z Movie
Contains a sample of "The Roof Is On Fire" By The Bloodhound Gang