Blessed is the man that walketh not, in the counsel of the ungodliness, honest in the ways of sinners, now sit at the seat of the scoundrel, but let your eyes burn them up
Hey, give me the fire, make me burn them up Yo, fireman off, we gon' burn them up
Hey, for the youth dem have to laugh, we a go burn them up
Yo, fireman off, we gon' burn them up From dem full of love with that, we a go burn them up
Yo, fireman off, we gon' burn them up From dem no clean inna dem heart, we a go burn them up