ARSONISH ft. Hokube & Lalo Harris Lyrics

We making it burn, burn burn, burn, burn, burn, burn

I making it burn, burn burn, burn, burn, burn, burn

As far as I can see, you put a spell on me

May the truth be told

The gold and the roses are burning, burning, burning

I spoke the truth now it's burning like crosses

Fine wine in my cup skeletons in my closet

This is what they promised, roaches by the faucet

Like the roaches raising money to help us get into college

The system was made to keep us afraid

I prefer to speak for myself not speak as a slave

I just started writing a book : «How demons behave?»

We saw them put a knee on his neck, now he in a cage

Look, I know you hate us because the culture is contagious

Made million dollars out of the limit that they gave us

Went from segregated to interracial relations

With some European models, we sinning like we in Vegas

Let the truth be told, it's no mystery

They reversed, rewrote and engineered history

An separated God from man so watch the plan

But hold up, wait, it's my turn, I'm about to make it

We making it burn, burn burn, burn, burn, burn, burn

I making it burn, burn burn, burn, burn, burn, burn

As far as I can see, you put a spell on me

May the truth be told

The gold and the roses are burning, burning, burning

We've got so much fire, we're so awake

They can't control it, they can't control it

What's free?

Free is when your kids feel safe walking the streets

Free is when there's more blood on the concrete

But how to find peace in land that was stolen, right?

We in the middle like Golan heights

I'm not saying we right, I wonder what it'd be like

To be a Native-American staring at a street light

Really ain't no comparising but that shit is embarrassing

If you came from a family that was racist and arrogant

We in the house and we feel enraged

Every dollar you spend was financed by slave

Old story so I'm turning on a page

Like hold up, wait, it's my turn, I'm bout to make it

We making it burn, burn burn, burn, burn, burn, burn

I making it burn, burn burn, burn, burn, burn, burn

As far as I can see, you put a spell on me

May the truth be told

The gold and the roses are burning, burning, burning