Lyrics:

[Chorus: Matthew] Death is on the tip of her tongue and dangers at the tip of her fingers Streets Are On Fire To- Night Death is on the tip of her tongue and dangers at the tip of her fingers Streets Are On Fire To- Night [Verse 1: Lupe] Disease the virus is spreading in all directions No safe zone no cure and no protection No symptoms to find or signs of an infection No vaccines remedies and no corrections Quarantines the dreams and cut off our connections Don't let em in not a friend not a reflection Everybody's got it and want you to have it next and Don't accept em if you wanna stay as an exception No pill Can heal The ill of this Sickness some are still in doubt of it's existence Some call it forgiveness and some call it the vengeance Some say it's an exit and some say it's an entrance The poor say the rich have the cure The rich say the poor are the source Revolutionaries say it's psychological war Invented by the press Just to have something to report Some say the first case came from a maternity ward Some say a morgue, some say the skies, some say the floor Whores say the nuns, nuns say the whores And everybody is sure The scientists said it only infects the mind The little boy said it only infects the girls The Preacher man said it's gonna kill off the soul A bum said it's gonna kill the whole wide world [Chorus: Matthew] Death is on the tip of her tongue and dangers at the tip of her fingers Streets Are On Fire To- Night Death is on the tip of her tongue and dangers at the tip of her fingers Streets Are On Fire To- Night [Verse 2: Lupe] Believe some say the neon signs Might allow speakers repeating And everything is fine A subtle silence Could demolish the troubled conscious Of a compass with no knowledge And every freedom denied Every dream is designed and broadcasted From the masters to the masses From the antennas on top of the trine As far as the receiving planet during a panic is shorted It reports back everything in your mind Everything is lying Everything is dying Everything is a rule And everything is a crime Everything was healed And everything rewinds And new weather burn a feathers off everything's line [Matthew] And she likes it And she loves it [Lupe] The savage The madness The bad shit The lavish The fastness To clashes the ashes To ashes everything in to twine My femme fatale my darling fongoling angel Once caught her changing her batteries in her halo Receipt for her wings and everything that she paid for And the address to the factory where they made those The scientist says she all inside mind The little boy said 'What happened to all the girls?' The preacher man says she gonna kill off the souls The dope boy said it's the whole wide world [Chorus: Matthew] Death is on the tip of her tongue and dangers at the tip of her fingers Streets Are On Fire To- Night Death is on the tip of her tongue and dangers at the tip of her fingers Streets Are On Fire To- Night