"Go and Fire it Up"  Parental Advisory genre: Alternative Hip Hop
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	A brief glimpse of felonious rhyming.
	CD: So Go and Fire it Up   Label: Igneous Music Credits: Moms, Pops and my only band member John K.
	Story Behind the Song Where there's smoke there's "Fire". Lyrics Go and Fire it Up (2:35) Written & Performed by: Tim Laemers Produced by: John Kuha Copyright 2001 Timothy Ryan Laemers Igneous Music igneousmusic.com E-mail: igneousmusic@msn.com 5, 4, 3, 2 So go and fire it up and we can ride on luck Let's get these tires movin' south where they don't stop fuckin' See life's so much better when you're under the sun So roll with me to the beach and we'll fuck 'till dawn. Well cold weather don't do nothin' but depress me It just stresses me and it pressures me to take ecstasy I need heat please baby move with me cause your breasts seem to impress me like usin' kief I wanna smoke mad spleefs by coral reefs and yayo is sweet to spice up the leaf and if you swish the smoke around it'll numb your teeth but if you don't buy weed don't smoke weed and if you don't smoke weed you can quote me a big cloud of smoke will be the air you breath you can try to hold your breath but you won't succeed. So go and fire it up and we can ride on luck Let's get these tires movin' south where they don't stop fuckin' See life's so much better when you're under the sun So roll with me to the beach and we'll fuck 'till dawn. I can't get the sunshine off my mind I can't lick these crystals off my kind I'll put my money on the line that the tide is high and high is the only way to fly when you got nothin' but time Droppin' cock everywhere I walk Slingin' my dick from another block if you ladies think I'm nothin' but a lot of talk take a look behind you 'cause you just got fucked. Some people make their money as a bank teller or a crank seller I'm a dank smeller I got a PHD in gettinhighology I buy L-B-S and not O-Z's So twist it but don't lick it that's the last paper left don't rip it. Girl you can grip it but watch your lips bitch because the last thing I'm wearin' is your lipstick. So go and fire it up and we can ride on luck Let's get these tires movin' south where they don't stop fuckin' See life's so much better when you're under the sun So roll with me to the beach and we'll fuck 'till dawn. Said if you need the weed then you can lean on me and I'll concede with your dream when you're pheenin' the green I know it's tough when the only thing you love is bud I know it's rough when you're lovin' on your girlfriend's butt.

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