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Quarantine Dream (feat. DJ Vic) Video (MV)




Performed By: Phire
Language: English
Length: 2:15
Written by: Kevin Rosa




Phire - Quarantine Dream (feat. DJ Vic) Lyrics
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Gas mask gas mask wear your gas mask
This fear got ya thinking bout a Ativan
Everybody looking like a Taliban
Air hugs ain't nobody giving out a hand
Its getting outta hand
Fear coming for ya kids not a man
White van pulling up they gettin in
Lord forgive us for committing all this sin
The country on a lock down but it been
Slaves to the media in butta Tim's
Exposing all ya weakness and what its been
And now you looking real hard like where I been
Money ain't money if you can't spend
It don't matter who the president we can't blend
A house that's divided it cannot stand
And these are the signs of the end
You can't run can't hide can't fake no more
Where my God fearing men I can't take no more
If it's war that you want you can get what you ask for
The righteous take it by force so get ya snatch on
Black gloves book bag and a mask on
Get my word out it's like a chainsaw
I was built for a time like this
Ain't no mumbling here I gotta rhyme this
This the get back flow the devil gotta know
If he beefin with ya pop ya gotta beat em to a pulp
The news be controlling how it go
That's why I'm already on GO
My team hear the whistle and they roll
You can try to lock me down like NO
Cause this all I know
I don't care what they say my God's in control
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English

Gas mask gas mask wear your gas mask
This fear got ya thinking bout a Ativan
Everybody looking like a Taliban
Air hugs ain't nobody giving out a hand
Its getting outta hand
Fear coming for ya kids not a man
White van pulling up they gettin in
Lord forgive us for committing all this sin
The country on a lock down but it been
Slaves to the media in butta Tim's
Exposing all ya weakness and what its been
And now you looking real hard like where I been
Money ain't money if you can't spend
It don't matter who the president we can't blend
A house that's divided it cannot stand
And these are the signs of the end
You can't run can't hide can't fake no more
Where my God fearing men I can't take no more
If it's war that you want you can get what you ask for
The righteous take it by force so get ya snatch on
Black gloves book bag and a mask on
Get my word out it's like a chainsaw
I was built for a time like this
Ain't no mumbling here I gotta rhyme this
This the get back flow the devil gotta know
If he beefin with ya pop ya gotta beat em to a pulp
The news be controlling how it go
That's why I'm already on GO
My team hear the whistle and they roll
You can try to lock me down like NO
Cause this all I know
I don't care what they say my God's in control
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Writer: Kevin Rosa
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