Тексты песен «Paris»

So the concept is this, basically The whole black nation has to be put together as a black army And we gon' walk on this nation We gon' walk on this racist power structure And we gon' say to the whole damn government...

You wont believe it but this is true I have lived a double life I had two lovers, two jobs, two names And it all really felt very nice And then the other day I decided I would make A call to my secret lover Over there,...

[Verse 1:] Now what would you do if I blast All up in your shit, mother fuck the whole staff Niggas non-flow, nine millimeter ?shit than slug? I'm seeing bloody bodies on the motherfucking rug 6 O'clock be the time, if...

Verse 1: Now what would you do if I blast All up in your shit mother fuck the whole staff Niggas non flow nine millimeter ?shit than slug? I'm seeing bloody bodies on the motherfucking rug 6 O'clock be the time...

Hail to the man with the righteous groove So sick that it makes you move Closer to the speaker, never weaker Lines on time and I rhyme Malika Lot of knowledge on the microphone when I speak Rabbit MC's I love to eat...

Secret mission, looking for a lover Don't disturb, 'cause I am under cover Out of mission, looking for a lover In disguise, and working under cover Oh. O-oh Oh. O-oh Hey! I caught you, freeze right there Hey! I caught...

I didn't know that it was serious I didn't know that I was wrong I didn't know that it was something else as mysterious I lose control to finaly lose myself Serious serious serious Serious serious serious Serious...

F/ Dead Prez Easily I approach, the microphone, in this land of jokes Can't leave it alone, cause ya know, I could see right though Corrupt plans and these bullshit scams and untruths We livin' in a maze, different...

[Paris] Come, I'm P-Dog, with the shit that stick, now I'm fin' to get scandalous Huh, and tell y'all about a brain disease A act up it's a shame disease Nigga please, you still don't act right up Wait a minute, let me...

(feat. Capelton) Yeah...still ridin'...we still ridin'...P-Dog Nigga we without flaws you comin' without balls Still down for the cause...P-Dog...now who really raw?...Bitch Boom Boom in the night - so now we fight...

F/ Capelton * send corrections to the typist Yeah...still ridin'...we still ridin'...P-Dog Nigga we without flaws you comin' without balls Still down for the cause...P-Dog...now who really raw?...Bitch Boom Boom in...

Here we go here we go it's another one of them thangs Niggaz better recognize that I'm wise and I'm fin to make it known that I'm still the one to call each and every one of y'all out let's see who's real and...

I lost my heart in Luxemburg I messed around in Amsterdam And Paris made me wanna dance And now I'm lost In London Town I found myself in Tokyo But lost control in New York I had a drink in Moscow But then woke up in...

(feat. Dead Prez) [Verse 1: Paris] You in tune to the most dangerous on file Niggas finna mash on - bitch get wild With these field nigga serenades, we break wide In the land of the weak home of the slave we rise To...

F/ Dead Prez * send corrections to the typist [Verse 1 - Paris] You in tune to the most dangerous on file Niggas finna mash on - bitch get wild With these field nigga serenades, we break wide In the land of the weak...

Verse 1 Reminiscin' back when I was only a child Back in the days of livin' carefree lifestyles As long as we wasn't caught bein' bad was cool and we were never at a loss for something to get into Children in the...

The devil made me do it -- Paris This is a warning, another cut to move on Another beat that's so strong Hold on and I get wicked in this song Stirr up shit as the wit gets wisdom P-Dog comin' up, I'm staying low...

June 6th in the time of 6 o'clock Hot summer night in the city of hard knocks Two black brothers took a walk in the South side Could've been any brother lookin' for a dope ride Seein' a white girl wasn't in the plan...

Yeah! Another funky song for your mind in the nine-two And the nine-three, P-Dog in the motherfuckin house! Bout to get it started Bout to get it started, live and direct from the underground Still sayin what I wanna...

[This is a test] Verse One: Too many sounds irritate my earholes like Planet Rock beats from L.A. hoes The same old thing same ol shit I'm tired Was once on the payroll about to be fired Black radio shame pop...