Robert Raimon Roy chinese fireworks prologue

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[Verse 1: Robert Raimon Roy]
Now, looka here!
Junior ain't hear me
With that drink and smoke
'Til he made some notes
Out of the noise
Put on a black suit
Then began to slide
And caught himself doing
The Rob Roy,
Starting a—
[Hook: Robert Raimon Roy]
Fire! At the Chinese Theater
Fire! At the Chinese Theater—uh!
Fire! At the Chinese Theater
Papa got a bag of fire at the Chinese Theater, ow!
[Verse 2: Robert Raimon Roy]
Get out of here with ya bad self!
Let me hear ya!
One mo' time now,
Alright…
I don't profess to be no teacher
These are my latest outlooks
Motherfuckas got to get themselves
Back in the mathematic books,
And cook up a—
[Hook: Robert Raimon Roy]
Fire! At the Chinese Theater
Fire! At the Chinese Theater—uh!
Fire! At the Chinese Theater
Papa got a bag of fire at the Chinese Theater, ow!
Fire! At the Chinese Theater
Fire! At the Chinese Theater—uh!
Fire! At the Chinese Theater
Papa got a bag of fire at the Chinese Theater, say it loud!
Fire! At the Chinese Theater
Fire! At the Chinese Theater
Papa got a bag of fire at the Chinese Theater, ow!

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