Lyrics Fire Song - Zubz
We
used
to
tell
stories
(te
punde)
A
long
time
ago
(te
punde)
It′s
called
oral
tradition
And
that's
how
our
history
was
preserved
and
Handed
down
through
time
Now
way
back,
long
time
ago
Before
the
wise
man
came
to
mine
the
gold
Before
lines
were
drawn
on
the
continents
To
mark
society
dominance
(te
punde)
There
lived
a
muso
who′s
name
was
Turo
Part
of
a
duo
with
partner
Gudo
Together
they'd
bring
pleasure
to
the
king
And
the
whole
village
at
large
whenever
they
would
sing
They
made
up
all
the
battle
cry
chants
The
warriors
used
at
war
when
they
stamped
Out
enemies
easier
than
ants
Celebrated
when
they
returned
to
camp
They
would
write
a
new
song
in
advance
In
honour
of
those
who
perished
for
the
land
Picking
up
both
a
man
and
his
fam
And
at
the
same
time
making
them
dance
Check
it,
one
day
the
king
said
he
was
bored
with
The
way
the
two
of
them
predictably
did
the
He
told
them
"Innovate
the
way
that
you
write
Bring
the
freshness
or
pay
with
your
life!"
(te
punde)
Turo
and
Gudo
spent
sleepless
nights
Wondering
how
to
create
a
song
chief
would
like
It's
not
easy
trying
to
get
to
bed
With
thought
of
death
all
in
your
head
You
can
feel
that!
(Gather
round)
Boys
and
girls
listen
up
gather
round
now
(Fire
song)
Hey,
I
got
a
story
and
a
fire
song
now
(It′s
your
sound)
Don′t
let
them
fool
you
hip
hop
is
your
sound!
(Fire
song)
Just,
fall
in
love
with
the
music!
X2
Hmm,
pondering
this
impossible
feat
Gudo
tapped
nervously
on
the
bark
of
a
tree
And
as
he
tapped
it
he
kept
repeating
The
same
words
"We're
dead
this
weekend"
(te
punde)
Soon
the
words
and
the
tapping
linked
up
Rhythmically
jelled
and
totally
synced
up
Turo
stated
nodding
his
head
Until
he
noticed
he
forgot
his
death,
but
instead
He
joined
in
with
his
own
lines
To
the
rhythm
at
the
end
he
threw
a
rhyme
Not
pre-written,
straight
from
the
mind
And
when
he
got
stuck,
Gudo
was
inclined
To
jump
in
finish
it
in
time
They
went
on
till
the
sunshine
Gave
way
to
give
the
moon
beams
ime
Oh,
Turo
and
Gudo
will
be
fine
That
night
chief′s
wife
gave
birth
So
the
village
had
a
party
and
they
formed
a
circle
With
no
rehearsal
the
duo
was
forced
To
once
again
lead
the
music
of
course
(te
punde)
Gudo
tapped
Turo
rapped
and
they
kept
on
All
night
long,
nobody
there
slept
son
Somebody
jumped,
started
spinning
on
his
back
That
was
the
beginning
of
rap,
get
your
facts
right!
X2
That's
the
story
i
tell
these
kids
I′m
like,
"Hip
Hop
didn't
start
out
in
Queens"
I′m
like,
"Hip
Hop
didn't
start
out
in
The
Bronx"
Hip
Hop
started
right
here
On
the
African
continent
(Gather
round)
The
home
of
the
drum
(Fire
song)
The
birthplace
of
rhythm
itself
(It's
your
sound)
So
I
tell
them,
"Don′t
be
afraid
to
love
Hip
Hop."
(Fire
song)
I
tell
them
like
this,
"Fall
in
love
with
the
music!"
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