Lyrics:
back in a, "What's that?"
Straight from Paris, checkin' Gaby's new baby carriage
Perry Ellis (nice), auburn cherry reddish
Fresh out the dealer, got
back in a, "What's that?"
Straight from Paris, checkin' Gaby's new baby carriage
Perry Ellis (nice), auburn cherry reddish
Fresh out the dealer, got
the high guy ya die
Yeah, the same motherfucker trickin' "Look up in the sky!"
I'm on some old neck shit, Suplex shit, hardcore sex shit, and Tec shit
out
To the skit, on the D&D-project, blew the shit out
By accident, we do some shit on the mic
That a kid is convicted in Interstate, trapped again
a serve a hollow to a adversary in a hurry
Hail mary
I ain't perfect by a long shot
Put torture on this culture
Don't judge me unless you walk on water
the station to channel live
That underground hard-core sound who said it'd die
'Cause if it is me and my nine's
The first to ride
For my niggas
Live by
the station to channel live
That underground hard-core sound who said it'd die
'Cause if it is me and my nine's
The first to ride
For my niggas
Live by
that what they're still yellin'?
Nigga G to a T saggin' and bailin'
Live by the gun, you know what I'm sayin', Ren? (Yeah)
So I guess I'll die by that
I was driving in De heavy rain!
Popping hardcore in De pain
Rapping mastering in my lane!
Yeah A! Now a make it rain, but
I'm still in a pain!
Cause
what there still yellin'
Nigga G to a T saggin' and bailin'
Live by the gun you know what I'm sayin' Ren
"Yea"
So I guess I'll die by that muthaphukka
before
So much hope for living, that's what I adore
Sauntering in Paris, strolling by the Seine
We've come here to chill out and I'm without a care
in the rest.
Meet me in South Jersey or in Paris, France.
I'll wear a suit, I won't know what to say. I could come right to you. I could leave today.
wait to catch motherfuckers that slept late
I flip the hardcore shit so little punks you know
That's how it goes on Saturday Nite
Live from New York
作词：Janis Lan 作曲：Janis Lan
by santacruz
every time i see you ,i see paris in your eyes
a hint of the forbidden ,brigitte bardot style
every time i
What if I told you you're finally free
What if you knew that you're your own best company
Would you live differently, if you had a seat by the apple
What do you risk to live your truth?
In this room no comfort to
Give up peace it isn't easy
All these frauds they fuckin cheese me
Tease me with
motherfuckers, come on
So you wanna be hardcore?
With your hat to the back
Talkin' about the gats in ya raps
But I can't feel that hardcore
Appeal that you're
a thang yea yea
Nights in Paris taking strolls by the Siene yea yea
Seeing what the night like it’s a dream yea yea
Know you like the nice life we
smooth
Look what I've been through Hip hop until my heartbeat decreases
But I live forever in these scripted reasons To keep on dreaming as long as I'm
a starry sky
Go and make a wish see it shooting by
Stars raining down just for me tonight
You see unlimited are me and my drive
My power and my love lives
Cause they just wanna live through me vicariously (vicariously)
Fashion weekend, Paris week, party like a rock star
Get blown by a top model till she
Yo bro did you hear what happened
Yo
Did you not
Your fucking joking where’s he at
Fucking Ferrybank
Ferrybank
Ayo boys put my bike in the back
couldn't survive without my radio
Terrorizing my neighbors with the heavy bass
I keep the suckers in fear by the look on my face
My radio's bad from
survive without my radio
Terrorising my neighbours with the heavy bass
I keep the suckas in fear by the look on my face
My radio's bad from the Boulevard
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