Yeah, hit the spider Write out the writer Get lit the fired up Lit the fired up It's me, rhyme-maker Double eyed salt and pepper shaker Semi-valley earthquaker for acres Outlaw law breakers Nigga The son on sight Dark Blue black and white fife I pulled the war level .44's And they complained and arrested For playing a song by the Levens is pure havoc The streets are on pure fire Get folded like envelopes I suffocate hope 'Quipped with shells, boxed with full scopes One incident and we shake the globe A creep in the morning that becomes daylight I walk to the beat, to the beat So who was going out with me tonight? We're running out into the street tonight I love life I mean well I've been told I can't control myself Hear me out Something I wanna do Hear me out Something I want to say Streets on fire I wanna get higher A creep in the morning that becomes daylight Yeah, so don't say nothin' I want it all emptied or I'ma start bustin' I walk to the beat, to the beat Higher, higher, burning fire Making music like a choir I'm trusted by the people like the crust on an apple pie Start the riot gripped the heated and start the fire I walk with a badge and a lean mean stick in your eye Hot supplying, multiplying fire riots I love life I'm twice as nice And I like to live it well The Streets is a living hell I've been told I can't control myself Hear me out There's something I wanna do Hear me out Something I wanna say Streets on fire Everybody get higher I'm gonna fight Take off on sight Picking off on the first thing in sight Sayin like bloods and crips on sight What I saw scoping like Lee Harvey Oswald Lit, totally and utterly subliminal Police is as croocked as the criminals Five-star generals Premeditation Bar flu world spark new generations Oh, I've been hidin Got he Bin laden We out for the ridin Roll and test squadin' Hit the national guard on the two way 'Cause these nigga's gotta hear what I gotta say I'ma roll till I can't roll no more Say it! I'ma fold till I can't fold no more Say it! I'ma split till I can't spit no more Say it! I'ma get up till I can't get no more Say it! I love life Life, life, life And I like to live it well Well, the streets is a burning hell And I've been told I can't control myself Control myself, self, self Hear me out There's something I wanna do Let's crack it with the streets Hear me out Something I wanna say Yeah, check it out, check it out I want the streets on fire Higher, higher streets on fire Everybody get higher Making music like a choir Everybody get, everybody Everybody get higher Higher, higher, streets on fire Making music like a choir Higher, higher, streets on fire Making music like a choir