Fire descends from on high in the shape of a lion
Burn the sacrifice of pride and ride on to Mount ZionRub me the wrong way, taking the highway
Rubbing sticks together but your fire's man-made
Capitalize on hot air, soar like an airplane
Yearn to rise in the sky quick high like cocaine
False pride is suicide but you've got nothing to gain
Babylon's buildings raise like flames
Drowning in their Champaign
Explosion pulled the pin in the hand grenadeSoul stain blowing up
In your own domain
Fire crackers ooh and aah
But they never maintain
Fires burning
Flames are dancing
Don't burn the house down
Heavenly fire
Only resides
On an altar made from the groundFire descends from on high in the shape of a lion
Burn the sacrifice of pride and ride on to Mount ZionOne pair of eyes
But see two different things
One person cries but the other one sings
You walk around like everybody owes you something
Take what you got, thank G-d for all that life brings
The poor man has it all but not content with anything
While the rich man's hands are empty but he's sitting like a king
Backpack's getting heavy, moving at a steady pace
Carrying bricks on your shoulders and lead around your waist
Making way, run in haste
There is no time to taste
what you ate
We should be grateful
Got a plateful
Fire burns like ice morsels falling fire like rain
Just a Man
