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Paradise (Feat. Jesse Boykins III)

Now this that SpottieOttieDopaliscious, hella vicious

I wonder where is this, hold up

Get the fuck out my business, show enough

We roll up then load up

Just a bastard born in a wedlock

Close to the Earth like a dreadlock

Got my sites on deadlock

Visions of my enemy in a headlock

Feel like I'm livin' in Bedrock, surrounded by rubble

Just a youngin' in trouble

Took a shot and then made it a double

Took a shot and then made it a double

This that food for thought, my school ain't tought me good

No one greedy inside my hood

But a tablespoon of this baking soda gon' make it good, like it should

That's ignant isn't it

Hold up now wait, take a look at my pigment

Tell me again, we can never be kin based on the color of my skin

Matter of fact your lips ain't thin

That's a club I don't wanna be in

My DNA get done integrated

My God it's innovative

That's a million miles away from administrative

I fuckin' hate it, anyway

Long ago, way back in the day in a place called West Deer Park

I was like 5, sit in my mama lap while she would drive

Police would knock on the door, I would hide

Then they would talk to me and I would lie

Hopin' I, don't die on this side of a .45

Then they would handcuff my mama and take her away

Over down on the driveway

Fast forward a couple of years and I'm bumpin' that Sade

Fast forward a couple of more and I'm bumpin' that "My Way"

By Sinatra, so high, so high, oh my, God damn

Now I'm a grown man, oh man

With the fuckin' habits of a the plan

I know, as soon as I write this I might just go crazy

Anything but lazy, I can't sleep

'Cause if I do, there's another motherfucker wide awake on the creep

Tryna kill you and he will too

We livin' like civilized people, but far from equal

I hope I live a long life and get to see my sequel

My son, my seed

Watch 'em grown and then watch 'em lead

Let me proceed, bumpin' that that Californication, by the Red Hot

Fuck around and then hit 'em with a red dot

Y'all better not me fuckin' with me

Who, him? Yeah, me, I be the God MCFollow me to paradise

Follow, follow me

Follow me to paradise

Follow me to paradise

Follow, follow me

Follow me to paradiseI remember my life long ago in my adolescence

I could feel the presence in my residence

Hesitant even thought it was evident

I should get the fuck

I know something is wrong

Yeah, I know something is wrong

Feel like my mind gone

I know I play along, I might drown in this song

Huh, I'm so focused, huh, I know you know this

Uh, when I make a move and feel like no one notice

Uh, when I quit my job, uh, I fuckin' noticed

Shot made me been unnoticed, huh, but maybe not

Feel like this minimum wage is contagious

So outrageous my age is on my mind

Walking to work and I go blind

Sippin' on that Koolaid, gettin' big wig money, that [?]

Look around and see people with no class, like snow on a school day

Y'all can't do what I do, do what I do

Starin' out this window like, like Erykah Badu

Livin' life how I do is crazy

This shit never amaze me

But I still let it phase me and I don't know why

All I know is my mind racing

A million miles a minute, the second I'm in it yeah I be pacing

Bitch I'm back again

Been here since way back when, now let that shit beginThis album 2 but this song was written before the first

My mind racing, I'm sick of pacing, I feel the thirst

Of those around me that down me and pray on my demise

But it only makes it that much better when I riseThis for the people that been through it and couldn't do it

Had a vision but blew it, while haters screaming "I knew it!"

This is real, so real

The type of shit that make you feel like you gotta kill

Most of these people will never hit fruition

Paying tuition when they should've just listened their intuition

Now they wishing they was switching up their lifestyle

All alone with no one to dial

I'm just a man, I got problems, understand

This is all I ever wanted, yes I do it for the fans

And I ain't perfect

I've questioned if this life was even worth it

'Cause all the people care about is what lies on the surface

And my purpose is to do it like it ain't never been done

Always keep it real and remember where I'm from, nowThis album 2 but this song was written before the first

My mind racing, I'm sick of pacing, I feel the thirst

Of those around me that down me and pray on my demise

But it only makes it that much better when I rise

Songwriters

CARL DIMATAGA, PAUL ANTHONY GONZALEZ, SHANT SARKISSIANPublished by

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