Soul On Fire

(album: Leap Year - 2011)

[Intro / Chorus]
Bless your soul
Uh! Hand's up put them high to the sky,
Let me set your soul on fire tonight.
Not, not, we not trying to fight,
Let me set your soul on fire tonight.
We live fast ain't time for waking up
I make time, then we be breaking up.
So ask God, give me one more try,
Let me set your soul on fire.

[Verse 1]
She said it's her time, I asked whens mine
I said boy I'm trying to windle your money like Ben Stein
So I just circle back, I built 'em the Venn Die
You know they figure, the figures every man lies.
And every girl cheats, so let up of both us
And then try to cover up and you would try to pull LeAnn Rhymn.
So fuck it, I bailed,
Yup, let me leave for the night though.
Room full of nice suits, American Pyscho
Aight though, let me say a toast,
Pull the glasses out.
Now pour the gasoline, put the fucking matches out.
I asked her, "Where to sleep?"
She pointed "that's the couch"
I heard it on the street, and I ain't have to ask around.
'Cause news travels real fast 'round these parts,
So if you jump the gun, you never get it to restart.
You say love is fun, you must have been a retard.
We only looking for somewhere to be part, until we on fire.

[Chorus]
Hand's up put them high to the sky,
Let me set your soul on fire tonight.
Not, not, we not trying to fight,
Let me set your soul on fire tonight.
We live fast ain't time for waking up
I make time, then we be breaking up.
So ask God, give me one more try,
Let me set your soul on fire.

[Verse 2]
Rolling out of my bed, taking longer then I'm s'pposed tah
With so many girls they acting like they already home, so
You ever see a model in the morning? Get your hopes up.
She went from Heidi Klum into having close-ups.
And now that I assume, everybody taking posters and glamour shots
We turning fake the second they turn the camera on.
Waitress' waiting for their break like Cameron Diaz,
We spaz on drugs Tiama on,
We bad, like Mike, I am the king of the Camelot.
We grab every chance, somehow now man LeBron
Feed that, uh, there is to much heat in the Amazon.
Read that like as I may be coming back, like I never was,
Trophies as a kid, there ain't no room to make my shelf fit.
Just because I want it all, doesn't mean I'm selphish.
Never really listened 'til my eardrums melted.
Uh, Van Gogh, Van Kicks, Van pelt that fire!

[Chorus]
Hand's up put them high to the sky,
Let me set your soul on fire tonight.
Not, not, we not trying to fight,
Let me set your soul on fire tonight.
We live fast ain't time for waking up
I make time, then we be breaking up.
So ask God, give me one more try,
Let me set your soul on fire.

[Outro]
Hands up, put them, hands up put them,
Hands up put them high to the sky.
Hands up, put them, hands up put them,
Hands up put them high to the sky.
Hands up, put them, hands up put them,
Hands up put them high to the sky.
Hands up, put them, hands up put them,
Hands up put them high to the sky.
I will set your soul,
I will set your soul.