Lyrics:
Yo Yo Yo Johnny
It's me in front of the paradise garage at 11 PM man
Like usual it's gonna be wild tonight man
The boos is good
The Bass are pumpin
to the
Downtown clubs like Mudd +
Paradise garage the figures, the
Music, the looks
The lack of regulation haha i recognize NY
Wasn’t all lasers and disco
Lighting
to work in the record store.
I had everything before anyone.
I was there in the Paradise Garage DJ booth with Larry Levan.
I was there in Jamaica
to work in the record store.
I had everything before anyone.
I was there in the Paradise Garage DJ booth with Larry Levan.
I was there in Jamaica
to work in the record store.
I had everything before anyone.
I was there in the Paradise Garage DJ booth with Larry Levan.
I was there in Jamaica
la-la-love
Or do we just want satisfaction?
Is it
Is it
Cut to Paradise Garage
There's paint on my hands
Making art for the masses
Outta lines off
I went down to Paradise Garage
And took my place in line
The cashier said
"Are you alright?"
I said "I'm feelin' fine"
I'm a stranger
all the ladies like it, so we arrive at the spot, Paradise Garage, got my boy Chuck Berry, the funk's and Elton John
My crew spread out, and find
paradise garage
delight follows delight all the colours of sunlight
delight follows delight tonight echo amongst the stars
every morning
thats the time
feel
get so far
Whatever happens, we're okay
Hey, we're still alive
To watch a sunset garage day
Head into the light
Oh, oh with that all goes wrong
We're
get so far
Whatever happens, we're okay
Hey, we're still alive
To watch a sunset garage day
Head into the light
Oh, oh with that all goes wrong
We're
know that you know this (know this)
Three nights in, you can't leave my bed
There's a golden door that leads to paradise, 'dise
I give you all my
Green Grass in the yard
And the cars in garage
This is not a mirage, aye
It's just me and my mom and my pops
My fam, relatives and the bro's
Yeah,
paradise we made
Don't end up 30 in the garage making beats
And don't end up wondering why you're not what you wanna be
Just look back up and remember
You're not bloody swab paradise
You're golden stars licked to stick
A world with frogs and magic tricks
Floating logs and scissor kicks
And lemonade
psyche
Big green boat that sat in the garage
Unable to ever trek the sea
Forgotten still unwavering
The atomic clock ticks fastly, slowly
Do you think
And now I've got to stop
Gone livin my life like it's only a rehearsal
Remember our shows on parking garage rooftops we'd stare...
At a world, wild,
look down the barrel of the gun and saw paradise
They don't wanna see us win, they wanna sabotage
The next time they see me in the flesh, I be
toast to an endless me and you
Like out of a dream
I thought I was seeing things
A volcano erupts in the garage
Couldn't stop it from melting you
Just
Immortalized by its vice and deified for its carnage
There's money in the air there
All you have to do is reach up and grab it
In basements, garages
by its vice and deified for its carnage
There's money in the air there
All you have to do is reach up and grab it.
In basements, garages, parking
the Bahamas,
Crops of marijuana protected by Big Timers,
Hand, full of ice, it's gangsta's paradise,
Expensive merchandise, I had to sacrifice for
Swimmin' in palm oil out here
King of all blacks, I eat human hearts
I let things fall apart, motorcars rustin' in the garage
Granadillas wild
Sebastian
Then taken overseas to transform into Garage
Then add an mc who can mix it with the Spanish
Sound born on king street and I'm just paying homage
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