Musikvideo

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kid Pharaoh
Kid Pharaoh
Vocals
Daniel Charbel Naous
Daniel Charbel Naous
Additional Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daniel Charbel Naous
Daniel Charbel Naous
Composer
Mina Albert
Mina Albert
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brent Kolatalo
Brent Kolatalo
Recording Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Recording Engineer
Kid Pharaoh
Kid Pharaoh
Producer

Songtexte

Don't you ever think twice Imma tear it down Don't you ever think twice Imma tear it down Don't you ever think twice Imma tear it down Don't you ever think twice Imma tear it down Like, what do you want from me? I'm about to burn it down I'm so burnt out, I'm hurt Like, what do you want from me? Yeah uh, you about to learn now It's my turn now, I dare you to speak Approach with caution just when you're walking The demons hauntin', they can't touch me The feds are stalking, don't let 'em walk in And gun you down just right where you sleep Oh no! Ain't no hope We gotta burn it all Tell me what I need a furnace for The ground gon' open up and burn us all, we gon' fall How'd you really let it get this far? Maybe it's been like that all along I see a lost cause, lost cause Went through the front door I saw some bloody waters coming through the faucet They droppin' bombs right at the doorstep That coat of paint could never coat your fate Let it peel and once it's all scraped There's blood all over the house You got some blood on the couch, uh And it don't mean shit to you So there's only one thing to do Now burn the house down Burn the house down Now burn the house down Burn the house down Now burn the house down Now burn the house down Now burn that Now burn that Uh, throw it out Look what you did We gon' start again Throw it out Look what you did We gon' start again Throw it out Look what you did We gon' start again Now there's blood on the dancefloor! If you really wanted more Let me see you move it all I just wanna see your hands up (Ooh, yeah) Ow, no no no no no You got blood on your hands from the men And the women and the children From the stands looking see us all as hoodlums A good man tryna say that we in good hands While your palms dripping from the Blood stains that you made That be coming from my veins All the maids couldn't wash away your sins, now let it rain We gon', let it burn Usher Raymond We gon', let it burn on these Heinous, shameless, dictators People fighting the power Pullin' up to your ivory tower Pull up, leave tyre marks on your front lawn Set this shit on fire, kick in your front door Feedin' us these lies It's dripping, the blood pours You can take my life I'll get what I come for They got, freedom for sale Brown boy in the cell White boy made bail He plays with loaded dice And a pocket full of free get-out of jails He paid the man some bills Look at you, look at you! He picks the hand he deals So now watch the flames fill, while I burn the Now burn the house down Burn the house down Now burn the house down Burn the house down Now burn the house down Now burn the house down Now burn that Now burn that Uh, throw it out Look what you did We gon' start again Throw it out Look what you did We gon' start again Throw it out Look what you did We gon' start again Uh Throw it out Look what you did We gon' start again Throw it out Look what you did We gon' start again God bless the dead and the youth Please don't mind my discretions when I'm speaking out my truth (Ooo) What do you want, what do you do? Baby wanna get it how we got it, baby tell me what's the use (Ooo) God bless the dead and the youth Please don't mind my discretions when I'm speaking out my truth (Ooo) What do you want, what do you do? Baby wanna get it how we got it, baby tell me what's the use (Ooo) Stop! Don't drop it when you lack it, baby Uh, you teasing how you rack it, uh Baby, come and get it how you want it now Uh, now don't you want it uh, uh Don't you want it uh, uh Now don't you want it uh, uh
Writer(s): Daniel Charbel Naous, Mina Albert Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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