- Votes:
 - Composer:
 - Ryan Adams
 
- Genres:
 - Folk
 
- Tags:
 - fall 2011
 - ryan adams
 - somine
 - suziko u5
 
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Ryan Adams - Ashes & Fire lyrics
[Intro]
 Yeah
 In the house
 Ladies and gentlemen
 Paul Wall
 [Paul Wall]
 The balling is big
 Cuz the hustle is hard
 The grind is kinda huge
 So jealousy is quite large
 With credit cards and cash stacks
 My mind focused on greenbacks
 I go and get it
 I don't relax
 The player hating is to the max
 Kush sacks and powder packs
 No time to eat
 It's just snacks
 That's whiskey and congiac
 Getting fucked up like
 College frats
 Just facts
 Fascination with paper stacks
 And masturbation on baby's backs
 Assassination my player stacks
 Gang sharp like thumb tacks
 Go dump on horse gump
 They chew me up like orbits gum
 Swallow cock and eat cum
 Eat crumbs
 Run from cops but bar none
 In the streets like a bum
 If you don't like come get you some
 [Chorus]
 I hear em talking that shit
 But they ain't saying shit
 They don't wanna start shit
 Tell them they can eat shit
 They all full of shit
 Cuz they not about shit
 If they keep on talking shit
 I'm'ma gonna make them eat shit
 Motherfucker fuck you
 With my middle finger up
 Motherfucker fuck you
 With my middle finger up
 Fuck you (fuck you)
 Fuck you (fuck you)
 [Fred Durst]
 Hold up
 I got moves to makes
 I cruise this globe you
 Gonna hafta wait
 Imma slap that bitch upside your face
 But bitch don't smile
 Imma hafta hate
 I don't take to that shit so lightly
 Microphone got me in the zone
 What that shot patrol
 We gonna hafta brone
 Imma smack this shit upside your brain
 Upside your dome
 What
 You know what me and Paul Wall
 Gonna fuck this shit like some slut
 Yo bitches go get lubed up
 Get chewed out and spit out
 Like snot I blow this shit out
 I love when rock and roll gets mix with hip hop ho! 
 Lets shot this clock
 Blasting classics
 Now you know
 I'm head to toe
 On abby road
 I flip that super nasty flow
 Keep the ladies on the go and they keep coming back for mo'
 [Chorus]
 I hear em talking that shit
 But they ain't saying shit
 They don't wanna start shit
 Tell them they can eat shit
 They all full of shit
 Cuz they not about shitRyan Adams - Ashes & Fire - http://motolyrics.com/ryan-adams/ashes-and-fire-lyrics.html
 If they keep on talking shit
 I'm'ma gonna make them eat shit
 Motherfucker fuck you
 With my middle finger up
 Motherfucker fuck you
 With my middle finger up
 Fuck you (fuck you)
 Fuck all the haters
 Fuck you (fuck you)
 [Freddie D]
 Cease the fake
 Increase the stakes
 This gold cobra is wilder great
 Please wait no sweet escape
 Just swisher sweets
 Ain't KUSH great
 Police on the take
 No beefs with fate
 No peace for fate
 Peace is the shit they speak the hate
 Just broken bones and body aches
 You gotta leap from the waist
 Hello police state
 Keep my mind on the cake
 I'm fly like superman
 But no cape
 Dripped and draped in that street scholar
 Hardly awake and half baked
 Peak the technique
 Clean the slate
 The flow is so well done like steak
 Break em down
 I got some moves to make
 Go fuck yourself if you can't relate
 [Fred Durst]
 They talk yeah
 They talk
 They talk
 They talk
 They done dug themselves a hole
 They know it's all they fault
 Gonna pour salt straight on the wound
 Getter catch this jet it's leaving soon
 Infection might be settling in
 But this doctor done checked out the room
 We blazing through like Xananadu
 What?
 Now you know what not to do
 This crack here might not be for you
 But imma gonna leave you crackers black and blue
 We wrack this shit like hand grenades
 This blunt is smoked up all day
 But had to piss on your parade
 [Chorus]
 I hear em talking that shit
 But they ain't saying shit
 They don't wanna start shit
 Tell them they can eat shit
 They all full of shit
 Cuz they not about shit
 If they keep on talking shit
 I'm'ma gonna make them eat shit
 Motherfucker fuck you
 With my middle finger up
 Motherfucker fuck you
 With my middle finger up
 Fuck you (fuck you)
 Fuck you (fuck you)
 [Fred Durst]
 Take all the pieces of the puzzle (you heard me?)
 If they ain't fittin' we in trouble
 Busting all your asses like a bubble
 You know I'm mad at you
 Fuck you and your attitude
 (Yeah)
 Fuck you and your attitude
 (That's right y'all)
 Fuck you and your attitude
 Freddie D and Paul Wall
 You know I am mad at you
 Fuck you and your attitude
 Ha ha















