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okaga - the house is on fire! lyrics

okaga we have a problem

someone lend a lease the house is on fire, don’t go call police, call on the choir
someone lend a lease the house is on fire, don’t go call police, call on the choir

yeh call this acid rap, cause ill pusha man with paranoia you p+ssys don’t stand a chance, jenny james and georgias house is f+cked so then there’s that, im scr+ping at the door the floors are coal i’m feeling trapped
sea sick or a c section cause we sleep and wе don’t listen we three deep and those rounds hittin wе repeat pray you not pregnant, i pray when my son comes that i’m financially upfront, f+ck flaying for files in an office i’m in sun
but the house is burning and i’m barely earning i can’t call out this trip is turning, the villain vanished vaudevilles returning, rewrite the script sad sense of yearning, now you don’t know bout the first thing, when it comes to me and my searching, for a real home worth nurturing, not frame work and paintings
cause baby you weren’t there, u don’t know that sense of fear, f+ckin half the the house is gone need to find another sphere
i ain’t sleepin on the floor wake me up i need astir, iv got my waking call i need out don’t matter where

burn the brown off the brick b+tch where is the break send me to safe, let the gas rise evaporate, let the smoke settle go on my day, moved enough houses to create an estate, those living rooms dead that’s a real state, i want to move on don’t want to borate but as borat said this place isn’t great

someone lend a lease the house is on fire, don’t go call police, call on the choir
someone lend a lease the house is on fire, don’t go call police, call on the choir

the house is on fire, help, help, help, help

beat switch:
a bigger box to live in ain’t always what it seems, i lived in mansions caravans flats and hotel suites, iv seen the highest views, the brightest tools and scenes but i’d rather you take me back outlooking my scenery, cause that box it felt like home a real home for a year, somewhere i feel safe walls and bearings i can bear, go ride out on all those bikes create those jumps and disappear come back feeling happy and wanted people care, if that house don’t have stability or safety it’ll rock, the tectonic plates of that relationship will drop, the framework caves in all those hours come to stop, im under all that rubble all that trauma is on top
i don’t care about the cars or the grass or the paint, i care bout the company i’m with everyday, i keep the cuhs close cause they keep my head straight, they relieve all the pressure and they take off the weight

but worse comes to worse and all the brothers are gone, the loves out of my life now i’m weaved with no bond

my head is the house and the house is on fire, are these photos for the box, or bodys for the pile

- okaga lyrics

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