I feel my fire starts to burn The heat controlling my mind Sent from home overseas And into the unknown Barely landed in the jungle Sent on first patrol Sundown darkness falls Dig in for the night Ambushed in the dawn they came

I feel my fire starts to burn The heat controlling my mind Sent from home overseas And into the unknown Barely landed in the jungle Sent on first patrol Sundown darkness falls Dig in for the night Ambushed in the dawn they came

I'm rolling the dice, four, five, six Praying on you niggas, sinners full of hate God forgives and I don't, only hustlers relate I guess there ain't no nice way to tell you niggas it's game over, huh? Pray for me Hallucination of money, while nigga's

I can get back on, I can get back on And the next it's falling in on me One day I feel I'm on top of the world One day I feel I'm ahead of the wheel And the next it's rolling over me It?s a far cry from the world we thought we'd inherit It?s a far cry

Roll over Beethoven Roll over Beethoven, tell Tchaikovsky the news Well, I'ma write this letter Gonna mail it to my local DJ It's the jamminest record I want my jockey to play Roll over Beethoven, I gotta hear it again today You know, my temperature's

La la la la la, la la la la, la la la la, oh Oh mama, actin' like my life's already over Oh dear, act your age and try another year As I'm getting older, chip up on my shoulder Rolling through life, to roll over and die Missing hippy Jon, salad days are

Sha oobie, shattered I'm a shattered Uh huh shattered, uh huh shattered Love and hope and sex and dreams Are still surviving on the street Look at me, I'm in tatters! Friends are so alarming My lover's never charming

I must admit I was awful bad I walk the streets of love and they're full of tears You're awful bright, you're awful smart I must admit you broke my heart The awful truth is really sad While lovers laugh and music plays I stumble by and I hide my pain The

And I only get my rocks off While I'm dreaming While I'm sleeping I only get my rocks off Only get them off Heading for the overload Splattered on the dirty road Kick me like you've kicked before I can't even feel the pain no more

New York, Vegas, to overseas Ain't nothing like rolling with a Georgia peach Don't you know that we're just getting started Ain't nothing really dropping till we get in the party Go head and take your chance, if we're lucky Everybody gon' be right here