Artist: Hoodie Allen Album: Leap Year (Mixtape) Song: Soul On Fire Typed by: AZ Lyrics [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 tryin' to fight Let me set your soul on fire tonight We live fast ain't time for wakin up I make time, then we be breakin 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 tryin' 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 tryin' to fight Let me set your soul on fire tonight We live fast ain't time for wakin' up I make time, then we be breakin' up So ask God, give me one more try Let me set your soul on fire [Verse 2] Rollin' out of my bed, taking longer then I'm s'pposed tah With so many girls they actin' 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 takin' posters and glamour shots We turnin' fake the second they turn the camera on Waitress' waitin' 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 tryin' to fight Let me set your soul on fire tonight We live fast ain't time for wakin' up I make time, then we be breakin' 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