Lyrics:
Building On Fire The Number Six

it a vietnam flipside On the streets, protests came a little late Six months on your seat before war date A watergate for information ain't passed on

you wanted So many bodies on my microphone, the shit's haunted Doggonnit, your girl's on it Record companies are on it, you can't have it, causing havoc Building, destroying, deploying My rhymes on

buildin Walkin past offices I see my son in the buildin Last album on the wall I'm number one in the buildin They should build me an office up under the

the hood) so we used to the killin Used to the black males (makin cracksales in the buildin) (How else you get the benz) with the suede on the ceiling

me on Cause after you hear us...you'll never wanna go back like Elian [Wordsworth] Yo, what the hell he on? He be buggin out, when it's a hot track now

on it And still know that it's all there with the features on it Like them Cadillacs with woofers and them tweeters on it We in stadiums, the floors and

the hood so we used to the killin' Used to the black males, makin' cracksales in the buildin' How else you get the benz with the suede on the ceilin'

from the hood so we used to the killin' Used to the black males, makin' cracksales in the buildin' How else you get the benz with the suede on the ceilin

the hood so we used to the killin' Used to the black males, makin' cracksales in the buildin' How else you get the benz with the suede on the ceilin'