Streets On Fire Lyrics - Lupe Fiasco's The Cool - Lupe Fiasco

Tonight, tonight, tonight 

The stars are aligned and the pain is collidin' 

And the pain is arrivin' and she's up there smilin' 

And the fear is applauded of the sky are the wall 

Of the pain rules are gone with no children tomorrow 

They're drivin' me crazy this war is my lady 

Who bought all our babies do not hear the amazin' 

The tick of the time of the slip of the rhyme 

Of the pimp and the rise of your fall and you'll find the tickin' 

Death is on the tip of her tongue 

And dangers at the tip of her fingers 

Streets are on fire tonight 

Death is on the tip of her tongue 

And dangers at the tip of her fingers 

Streets are on fire tonight 

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Disease the virus is spreadin' in all directions 

No safe zone, no cure and no protection 

No sense of survivin' or signs of an infection 

No vaccines remedies and no corrections 

Quarantines the dreams and cut off our connections 

Don't let 'em in not a friend not a reflection 

Everybody's got it and want you to have it next and 

Don't accept 'em if you wanna stay that's an exception 

Appeal, the heal the I'll of this 

Sickness some are still in doubt of it's existence 

Some call it forgiveness and some call it the vengeance 

Some say it's an exit and some say it's an entrance 

The poor say, The rich have the cure? 

The rich say, The poor aren't the source? 

Revolutionaries say,? It's psychological war 

Invented by the press just to have somethin' to proper? 

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Some say the first case came from a maternity war 

Some say 'em all, some say the skies, some say the floor 

Hoes say the nuns, nuns say the hoes 

And everybody is sure 

The scientists said, It only infects the mind? 

The little boy said, It only infects the girls? 

The preacher man said, It's gonna kill off the soul? 

A bum said, It's gonna kill whole wide world? 

Death is on the tip of her tongue 

And dangers at the tip of her fingers 

Streets are on fire tonight 

Death is on the tip of her tongue 

And dangers at the tip of her fingers 

Streets are on fire tonight 

Believe some say the neon signs 

Might allow speakers repeatin' and everythin' is fine 

A subtle silence to demolish the troubled conscious 

Of a compass with no knowledge and every freedom denied 

Every dream is designed and broadcasted 

From the masters to the masses from the antennas on top of the trine 

As far as the receivin' planet during a panic is shorted 

It reports back everythin' in your mind 

Everythin' is lyin', everythin' is dyin' 

Everythin' is a rule, everythin' is a crime 

Everythin' was healed and everythin' rewinds 

And new weather burn a feathers off everything's line 

And she likes it and she loves it 

The savage, the madness, the bad shit 

The lavish, the fastness, to clashes the ashes 

To ashes everythin' in to twine 

My fend fatal my darlin' fongolin' angel 

Once caught her changin' her batteries in her halo 

Receipt for her wings and everythin' that she paid for 

And the address to the factory where they made those 

The scientist says, She all inside mind? 

The little boy said, "What happened to all the girls?" 

The preacher man says, She gonna kill off the souls? 

The dope boy said, It's the whole wide world? 

Death is on the tip of her tongue 

And dangers at the tip of her fingers 

Streets are on fire tonight 

Death is on the tip of her tongue 

And dangers at the tip of her fingers 

Streets are on fire tonight