and soul But in return (Return) I want you to burn Burn for me baby Like a candle in my night (I want you to burn) Ohh burn, burn for me burn for me
Translation: Nina. Burn.
Translation: Nina. Burn Feat. Christian Bautista.
Burn... For Me Baby! Oh Yeah Burn For Me... (Burn For Me) I Ant You To Burn Burn For Me, Baby Like A Candle In My Night Oh Burn, Burn For Me Burn
only when we reach them We burn them behind us just to see the smoke We cross, we burn We cross and we burn Day after day this is the nothing we've learned
same, I'ma do my thing, yeah When I hear my song, make the DJ turn it up In the middle of the floor, I-I-I'ma burn it up No longer will I be worried
, curly, I heard it lower and return it burn When our niggas still shermed out Court's adjourned, court's adjourned, rest and burn I can't sleep at night
doom, prepare for Satan So we facing a situation while I'm drunk and scared Heavily sedated wonder will I make it to the pearly gates Or will I burn
note to keep his phone on My little 'cause'll know cheap tricks are homegrown Travel to a place sweeter than home, listenin to Nina Simone Repeat this
a flunky We make a bitch a mule and everybody act a donkey Yes, I want you to come around here with that plan boy I'll shoot this mutherfucker til I burn
just a fuckin' phony What you see in me? A weakness so you can damage me And dis-granite me so you can take advantage What you need to see? The nina
[Talib Kweli] (Spoken) Yea, so we got this tune called "For Women" right Originally, it was by Nina Simone She said it was inspired by, you know Down
VA and Detroit boys We're here to make noise We're here to make noise Nigga, we're here to make noise With VA and Detroit boys Come on, come on Twin Nina
's stunning strangers 'Cause of my basement I keep studios in gun ranges Plus I got more G's than Sicily, pizzeria rotisserie Burn MC's out they misery My Nina
my last show Shitting on them, something I ain't mean to do These hoes do anything, our wish is like a genie do A nigga by a point, here take the nina
orange box-cutter make the world go round Plus I'm fuckin?, bitches ain't my homegirls now Start stackin?, dabbled in crack, gun packin? Nickname Medina, make the seniors tote my ninas
make of it These niggaz want it cooked and I done closed down the bakery So stop stuntin' homie, false promotin' It ain't about whatcha makin', it's about what ya totin' Burn
no panicking. When I eat your soul, He's North pole, That meaning Imma be more cold Freeze more souls, 40 below Piss Lav and cuervo, Plus habanaro, Now chug it Burn
