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Playin With Fire

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Playin With Fire was released on January 1, 1991 by Mercury Records as a part of the album The Third Power

Song Details

AlbumThe Third Power

Release DateJanuary 1, 1991

LabelMercury Records

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM93

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Material

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Bill Laswell

Songwriter

B. Collins

Songwriter

Baby Bam

Songwriter

Sly Dunbar

Songwriter

Mike G

Songwriter

Robbie Shakespeare

Robbie Shakespeare

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Bill Laswell

Producer

Lyrics

Well, I was standing on the verge, just about to get off

'Cause I was losing my crew in a society war

Piping the pipe every night, and when

The moon came up, they was gone with the wind

And every night they'd go, and so they desired

Last one hired, and the first one fired

Fixed in the mix, and I couldn't stand still

So I went AWOL, but it wasn't my will

Girlfriend smoked out, and her mind's burnt out

Losing weight in her legs and her stomach sticking out

Knowing daddy's uptown, and his work go around

Keep your ear to the ground, and your soul heaven-bound

Now ain't no use in screaming loud

'Cause your Monday's gone off chasing clouds

Leaving you once again to pick up slack

But where you're going is where you're at

Concentrate

You got to think a little harder

Come here, let me show you

Before you even start to

On the big payday (Yeah)

Concentrate

You got to think a little harder

Come here, let me show you

Before you even start to

Playing with fire

Don't you know that you're gonna get lit? (Playing with fire)

Playing with fire

Don't you know when to quit?

Playing with fire

Don't you know that you're gonna get lit? (Playing with fire, yeah)

Playing with fire

Don't you know how to quit?

Hey, grandma's running to the all-number spot

Spending what she saved, trying to hit the jackpot

Brotherman's wearing what he is or is not

Landlord's smiling, and my motor's not hot

Pretty little sister should be kept in a cage

She thinks she's grown up 'cause she looks older than her age

She chose the streets over a chance on stage

Found dead in the river, story made the first page

Devil's snatching souls into a little glass being, saying

"If you got problems, I can, I can change 'em on the scene"

It's not as easy as it surely may seem

You lose your life over the price of a dream

Blow

Yeah, haha

Concentrate

You got to think a little harder

Come here, let me show you

Before you even start to

On the big payday (Yeah)

Concentrate

You got to think a little harder

Come here, let me show you

Before you even start to

Concentrate

Playing with fire

Don't you know you're gonna get lit? (Playing with fire)

Playing with fire

Don't you know it don't make no sense?

Yeah, different colors with different brothers

That gives no reason to kill off each other

We're dying at a pace as if we're in a race

The president's sending our money to space

A very short vibes in a very long strive

Some start to lie, so some get high

Some do both and cut their own throat

No paddle in the boat, just going for a float, fool

Equal opportunity

Biological lunacy

Equal opportunity

Biological lunacy

The tracks are slamming, the tracks are slamming

No question (Word)

Brothers got to get a fix on what they're doing

What we talking about here?

You just keep playing with fire, just keep playing with fire

Equal opportunity, brother, we all

That's what we need

Word is bond

Word is bond

Kick it

Now the brothers be dogging and sisters be hogging

They're playing with the fire and they're gonna get burned, word up

Smoking and puffing and sniffing and riffing

They don't get enough and but it don't make a difference

'Cause they be loving the heat, feeling the beat, walking the street

But they don't never concentrate

All alone, walking alone, standing alone

Stoned to the bone in a lunacy zone, check it out

Playing with fire

Don't you know you're gonna get lit? (Playing with fire)

Playing with fire

Don't you know when to quit? (Playing with fire)

Playing with fire

Don't you know you're gonna get lit? (Playing with fire, yeah)

Playing with fire

Don't you know it don't make no sense?

Cigarettes, coke, and blood pressure

Somebody's getting paid 'cause they all insured

Second step to your mind, first step to your heart

And nothing will work if something don't start

No meat on my plate 'cause I choose my own fate

My people's moving out at a very high rate

Either to the grave or way upstate

I better concentrate

You got to think a little harder

Come here, let me show you

Before you even start to

Woke up one morning after a nightmare

Heart full of fear, oh darling, my dear

A man's got it all and don't wanna share

No clothes on my back, now I swear that ain't fair

Follow me, good God, and I'll lead you

Oh Lord, can't you see that we need the

Equal opportunity

Biological lunacy

Equal opportunity

Biological lunacy

Concentrate

Written by: B. Collins, Baby Bam, Bill Laswell, Mike G, Robbie Shakespeare, Sly Dunbar

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