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Now, who'd of thought, we'd end up this way
Talkin' to each other, like the enemy
There's really only three words, I should say
But even if I did,

So I'll make my whole paradise all by myself,
Way too many should be thanking me for their success,
But I don't need the credits, cause I never take

the first place
You never treated me 
Like I was the worst case
You rather see me Home 
Than be stranded on 3rd Bass
Pulled out the white flag 
That was my

a pair of dice

When I get to Heaven
I hope they got mats
Imagine me
Rolling in paradise

Shine brightly
All white Gi
Getting checks
Victories like it's

paradise just out of an earshot
But it's just a fingertip shy
This coupe's so solitude without two
From a trip to the can to a trip to Cancuun
Or unto

the fucking reason
But I got a bag full of that
You fucking jerks cannot remember 1995
The year of death of gangsta rap
"Poverty's Paradise" -
The one and only

that you find the exit, soon
And climb to a paradise, that's promised to all of us
A beautiful place, with all of the goodies, righteous souls and then

after dialing wrong?
I don't rely on the lies and dishonesty inside my thoughts cause they're
Biased unconsciously
Guided by science philosophy I am

of their Creator that will not be broken
Yet unless I am loved by the side I desire to be
Even if I create paradise on this earth
God WILL destroy me
Do you

Got me going hard
Yeah you can say
I'm made of medal
Going all in
With my foot stomping on the pedal
Just by one of your looks
Yeah i knew i had

to explain this?
Feel reclused in my own body
Feeling trapped by my old ideas
The spew out shit on my new I.Ps
The VIP credentials got me feeling so special

land
Paradise do you understand
Let's go on a ride
Yeah, yeah to the other side
Open up our minds
Yeah, yeah to the other side
Let's party hard like

Ima make your eyes roll back
By the end of the night ima have me a Handful of scratches on my back
From twelve am til twelve am from the middle

crystals, you gotta see these
Yeah, these haters wanna be me Cuz I'm on point, got my guard up

See, I son you like I'm CP Three guns on me, this ain't BB

We'll get it in often
Over again lost in
Feeling's of paradise
Chilling is very nice
I want to kiss and hump
I want to lick your tongue
Make you kick when

the need for the Green, need for the big screen)

Say what you say
I'm looking for the sturdy but mercy paradise
I'm not eating turkey i'm thirsty i want

callin on God
Sayin my name
Its like we on a three way call
I can be a savage
Grip you by ya throat and fuhk you slowly baby faster i can go
Wanna go

the windows when we're done And feel that East Bay breeze
A quick three day swing
In beautiful Frisco
Hit the Mission when we touch down
Ain't ate since

we make it thru the night
Pray for the daylight on the voyage of the damned
One by one we die and rise again

With nowhere to run the un-dead had us

do that baby
You just want some good pipe like this blue lightsaber
Talking 5 star hotel, thousand a night
I mean the room by the water, breakfast

are fucking maddisxxt
We are fucking maddisxxt
We are fucking maddisxxt
Yeah from by mp9 출처는 그저 지하 방
썩힌 곰팡이 같은 나날 지나니
기다리는 paradise
제발 날 묶어두지 마 그냥 가던 길

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

livin' room
Broke niggas in paradise, can't think of more that we need
But you know them parallels, you gotta scrap in the street
You gotta throw them

in CDC 
Seen a bucked-naked nigga on PCP 
whip 6 cops.. homies said he ""3 OG"" 
shit i'm cool! Coolio, groupies at the studio 
gangsters paradise