why they call me lightning You can't catch me, I'm as fast as can be Call me lightning, I'm as fast as can be No you can't catch me, no you can't catch
Translation: Who, the. Call Me Lightning.
ignore this war At the end of it all Who am I living for? I can feel this light that's inside of me Growing fast into a bolt of lightning I know one
run Take me, take me, take me to the new day Take me out and let me get me some Take, take, take and dance me through the lightning Moving to the left
Up near the border where the cruel white water Drowns vagabond who sleeps too low Me and my companion, famous Jack O'Lanterns Tracked the misty mountain
again CHORUS: Tempt me - show me what I'm missing, won't you Tell me - 'cause you know I'm gonna listen Tantalize me with the fruit of your tree Tempt me Tempt me
Move, ask the angels who they're calling Go ask the angels if they're calling to thee Ask the angels, while they're falling Who that person could possibly
me 'round here, they call me Iceman Watch out They know me 'round here, they call me Iceman Watch out, I'll f*** yo' wife man They know me 'round here, they call me
motherfucker that bent me right next to me Aight crew? (No doubt Pun) Aight then, let's fight then I'm hyphened, comin' with the thunder and the lightning
can stop me Can I live, no front-line can block me Can I live, it's enough base for all of us Can I live, without the names they calling us Can I live
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh I'm on, I'm grown, I'm so in my zone You ain't gotta tell me, I know this my home Throw me my phone, let me call up anybody Who
hide behind your badge, your gun and ride Billy Club show me no love, think you above All the fuss and the locs is rushin' in too close Let me lay it
hide behind your badge, your gun and ride Billy club show me no love, think you above All the fuss and the locs is rushin' in too close Let me lay it
(aahh) so she can feel on me Watch out boy (boy!) It's comin fast (fast) White lightning's 'bout to strike It don't matter who up in here boy (boy!)
me for some sissy soft punk Lookin' for some nookie or bussum Go ahead fuckin' hater push me I told you ain't no fuckin' way to shush me Call me a faggot
call To march on Friday, yeah, it's kind of frightening Let me move so I don't get hit by the bolt of lightning Striking you down 'cause you're fronting
