Fire Of Heaven / Altar Of Earth (Album Version)
MatisYahu"Fire Of Heaven / Altar Of Earth (Album Version)" là bài hát của MatisYahu, 2006, Pop. Thời lượng 3:46, 66 lines / 460 words.
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0:06Fire descends from on high in the shape of a lion
0:11Burn the sacrifice of pride and ride on Mount Zion
0:17Fire descends from on high in the shape of a lion
0:23Burn the sacrifice of pride and ride on Mount Zion
0:28Rub me the wrong way taking the highway
0:31Rubbing sticks together but your fire's man made
0:34Capitalize on hot air soar like an airplane
0:37Yearn to rise in the sky quick high like cocaine
0:38False pride is suicide but you've got nothing to gain
0:40Babylon's buildings raise like flames
0:41Drowning in their champagne
0:42Explosion pulled the pin in the hand grenade
0:45Soul stain blowing up
0:46In your own domain
0:48Fire crackers ohh and aah
0:49But they never maintain
0:52Fires burning
0:55Flames are dancing
0:57Don't burn the house down Lord
1:03Heavenly fire only resides on an alter made from the ground
1:14Fire descends from on high in the shape of a lion
1:20Burn the sacrifice of pride and ride on to
1:22Mount Zion
1:26Fire descends from on high in the shape of a lion
1:31Burn the sacrifice of pride and ride on Mount Zion
1:37One pair of eyes
1:39But see two different things
1:43One person cries but the other one sings
1:48You walk around like everybody owes ya something
1:51Take what you got thank God for all that life brings
1:54The poor man has it all but not content with anything
1:57While the rich man's hands are empty but
1:58He's sitting like a king
2:01Fires burning
2:03Flames are dancing
2:05Don't burn the house down Lord
2:11Heavenly fire only resides on an alter made from the ground
2:23Backpack's geting heavey moving at a steady pace
2:28Carrying bricks on your shoulders and lead around your waist
2:33Making way run in haste
2:36There is no time to taste what you ate
2:40We should be grateful got a plateful
2:43Fire burns like ice morcels falling fire like rain
2:48Fire descends from on high in the shape of a lion
2:54Burn the sacrifice of pride and ride on to
2:57Mount Zion
3:00Fire descends from on high in the shape of a lion
3:05Burn the sacrifice of pride and ride on Mount Zion
3:11You should be more sado
3:13You could keep your hasle
3:14Keep your lafughing keep your shakle
3:15Thus your musle press shakle
3:16Best your buble go paw
3:18Take of the musle hate you up
3:20Uff feathers rating bup to the stragle
3:21To the buble copy jungle
3:22Cristian busales every sufle stamble into trumbles
3:25Trumble into trumble mumble not the issue
3:28You should be more humble
3:29In the continentle call you bub you
3:31Bub smoking Fundamental
3:32In this ossie got the padle
3:35Fires burning
3:38Flames are dancing
3:39Don't burn the house down Lord
3:46Heavenly fire only resides on an alter made from the ground
Fire descends from on high in the shape of a lion Burn the sacrifice of pride and ride on Mount Zion Fire descends from on high in the shape of a lion Burn the sacrifice of pride and ride on Mount Zion Rub me the wrong way taking the highway Rubbing sticks together but your fire's man made Capitalize on hot air soar like an airplane Yearn to rise in the sky quick high like cocaine False pride is suicide but you've got nothing to gain Babylon's buildings raise like flames Drowning in their champagne Explosion pulled the pin in the hand grenade Soul stain blowing up In your own domain Fire crackers ohh and aah But they never maintain Fires burning Flames are dancing Don't burn the house down Lord Heavenly fire only resides on an alter made from the ground Fire descends from on high in the shape of a lion Burn the sacrifice of pride and ride on to Mount Zion Fire descends from on high in the shape of a lion Burn the sacrifice of pride and ride on Mount Zion One pair of eyes But see two different things One person cries but the other one sings You walk around like everybody owes ya something Take what you got thank God for all that life brings The poor man has it all but not content with anything While the rich man's hands are empty but He's sitting like a king Fires burning Flames are dancing Don't burn the house down Lord Heavenly fire only resides on an alter made from the ground Backpack's geting heavey moving at a steady pace Carrying bricks on your shoulders and lead around your waist Making way run in haste There is no time to taste what you ate We should be grateful got a plateful Fire burns like ice morcels falling fire like rain Fire descends from on high in the shape of a lion Burn the sacrifice of pride and ride on to Mount Zion Fire descends from on high in the shape of a lion Burn the sacrifice of pride and ride on Mount Zion You should be more sado You could keep your hasle Keep your lafughing keep your shakle Thus your musle press shakle Best your buble go paw Take of the musle hate you up Uff feathers rating bup to the stragle To the buble copy jungle Cristian busales every sufle stamble into trumbles Trumble into trumble mumble not the issue You should be more humble In the continentle call you bub you Bub smoking Fundamental In this ossie got the padle Fires burning Flames are dancing Don't burn the house down Lord Heavenly fire only resides on an alter made from the ground
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