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The Paperboys - It's Paper - текст песни, видео

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It's Paper

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con, con herre, reppin one the microphone 
paperboys here, reppin one the microphone 
double A coming through, we were slightly gone 
critical, vegabond keep it tight for y'all 

yo i know i'm hopeless i was high when i wrote this 
so focus, i don't wanna die with the dopeness 
i lie staring at the sky by the pochers 
buenas noches, see the pies that approach us 
stockbrokes knocking cockroaches 
we dot the posters, the top postmokers 
leaving the beer coz i ain't leaving this chair 
"hey man" i ain't even here, beamed upstairs 
sitting on mars, politicing spittin 16 bars 
i blaze and switch between stars 
gotta hell of a flow but not to many's ever telling me so 
they too slow when my melody blow, i let the jealousy go 
way back, hey jack, i don't play that, wanna lay back in the hay sack 
lace tracks, erase todays crap, face flat, so rewind till your tape snaps 

it's paper 
y'all better wake up 
we starting the race, yup 
pardon me, man, wut 
say what? 
hard to break 
far from a faker 
it's all in my nature 

Yo i've been wild and jiggy, my niggas been afraid of riding with me 
taking to threats when the style gets shitty 
lacing it nice and pretty 
hitting niggas when eyes are greedy 
these people lie, cry, die to get shimmy 
trying to drop the venom on 'em, mock the way they flowing, 
stop tha later morning 
to cop whatever they be showing in the stores from the chartlist, 
eating everything a nigga say like a harddisk, 
step into my office, home of the stoned and the heartless, 
where are my partnes? vinni (yup) i'm feeling nausceaus 
knowing these niggas done took it to the threshold, 
vinni wanna start something? you know that i be next door 
oh hell np, i ain't gonna leave him by his lonely,, 
i ain't really got nothing to say my players know me 
hold it 
................gotta catchmy breath 
ready to go flow, like most these niggas ain't never heard 
on weed, off weed, 
drunk, sober, really doesn't matter 
when i kick it you know the show's over, 
i'm flowing on, cracking on whatever to spread word 
A, dot, A, dot on a rise, you heard (me) 


i try to call the lord, 
to get a life we can all afford 
a set of pipes and a wall of sword, 
better write coz i'm surely bored, 
get a light then i fall in chords 
get it tight and record it all, 
need a flight, see the waterfall, 
i need a bite coz i swore to ball, 
i be the type that'll tour the mall, 
leave my stripes by the shore and crawl, 
i'd just like a little more that's all 

we here to lock it down 
double A - top shit, 
don't fuck around, 
roll j's, poop lips 
we gon bark now (... ...) 
till ya hear the (... ...) 
when it's dark outside and shit 

and we here to let you know 
we gon settle this for sure, 
so prepare to shut your door 
when it hits your home: feeling this for sure 


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Добавлено: 20.06.2012
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