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Matisyahu -- Fire of Heaven and Altar of Earth with lyrics

i didn't wrote this song didn't publiced this song. enjoy! lyrics Fire descends from on high in the shape of a lion Burn the sacrifice of pride and ride on to Mount Zion 2x Rub 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 rise like flames Drowning in their champagne Explosion pulled the pin in the hand grenade Soul stain blowing up in your own domain Firecrackers ooh and ahh but they never maintain Fire's burning, flames are dancing, don't burn the house down low Heavenly fire only resides on an altar made from the ground Fire descends from on high in the shape of a lion Burn the sacrifice of pride and ride on to Mount Zion 2x One pair of eyes; but see two different things One person cries while the other one sings 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 Fire's burning, flames are dancing, don't burn the house down low Heavenly fire only resides on an altar made from the ground 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's no time to tase what you ate We should be grateful, got a plateful Fire burns like ice morsels falling fire like rain Fire descends from on high in the shape of a lion Burn the sacrifice of pride and ride on to Mount Zion 2x You should be more subtle You could keep your hustle Keep your laugh and shuffle Flashing muscle, brass knuckle Bust your bubble, goin pop Take of the muzzle Hate to ruffle feathers Makin brothers struggle Through the rough old concrete jungle Briskan brussells step and shuffle Stumble into trouble Spirit rumble in the temple Mumble nothing Your should be more humble In the continental all your bluff You're puffin smoke, it's fundamental In this ocean you're a pebble