Mellow Wars

By Fyre

On I

Released on November 11, 1998

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[Swank]

(Wake up!)

Let the day play me out like a flute

With my cowboy eyes and my soldier boots

This one existence has made it proof

Keep my eyes wide, when I feel I shoot

Open up the high side where love is loose

Lanky as the sunlight from my noose

Hang around till it feels right, burn the roof

We've come for the lives, uplift the roots

Tend to fight, roll a five deuce

And burn the dice

It gets heated, a house at midnight

Calling Jesus, hell nawl, can't sit tight

All the blue flames belief ignites

One more blue lane up and down the hill side


[Young G]

In the golden state, bear's tear republic

Holding great fears with their fat dub hit

Buckets hit the liquor store for blunts and stunts to provoke man hunts

Ten curvaceous bodies, hawked up pimps products over frequencies

We killing sparks of program, and psychologically a psycho

Would write those syllables and fill those holes

With pros of flows like smoke the dro's

In different life cycles

Will end and then begin, and yet again begin and spin

Another perceived, the rich will sin at no sense

Wrecked out mentally

If you ask me, the Fyre mouth sequin psychedelic Dick Dastardly


[Mxlplx]

Is it a problem, or a preference?

She shot him, he had a deathwish

So cold I'm hot, looking for the exit

No you're not, I want the next hit

Give me the pot, I wanna bless it

What you got? I got a fetish

Big as a rock bigger than Texas

Blow up my spot, suck my breading

Lollipop till it melts like butter

So good, I felt like the gutter

Don't stop making me shudder

You know what I want, you know why I love her

Be a freak and just get under my sheets, my covers

Light me up with heat, baby make me want another

I'm open, don't talk right now

If you nowhere, got lost...