Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Paragraph President , by - Blackalicious. Release date: 29.04.2002
Song language: English
Paragraph President |
| Paragraph paralyzer rhythmic aristocrat |
| Mister rap it’s the gift of gab about to twist your caps |
| Swift the fist so fast fury worry hit the switch ya ass |
| Its 'n bits 'n fragments so midget quit this diss ya ass |
| Sit ya ass down while I rip the tracks and spit the facts |
| Hit the grass, green, brown, or purple I’m the diplomat |
| Rip your raps, really you don’t get the math |
| Just to have, grief, only rhymer, I was meant to rap into that |
| Fire breathing, rhyme heathen, kidnap your mental black |
| Hijack your fly dap or con head your intellect |
| Mind state, arrow blast, center crack, mind gaps |
| Blind from their eyes back, send ya back crying act |
| Up pencil pad, my utinsil grab thine attention |
| Get hit so bad with two jitsu stabs I abid you |
| And if you rap I’ma send you back rappin in a tavern |
| If you mad kid it’s just too bad |
| Tell 'em it’s the. |
| paragraph president |
| And it’s official you can hear the cheer coming up paragraph president |
| I want to thank you all for having my (?) perform |
| paragraph president |
| as a special treat this evening |
| I have asked America’s foremost young poet to read his latest poem for us Hit you with the funk it’s like, who cut the provolone? |
| Government officials put taps on my mobile phones |
| Nations overthrown hold my own on my zone |
| prone to leave your dome blown poem after poem homes |
| Jones for the tones rome with me turn your motor on Overall this war just just got it goin on Overgrown child never growin old so when knows pokin notes |
| Till the never nose ho overdose |
| On my flows those flows goes deep |
| Hold your nose bros knows foes yo don’t sleep |
| slow your row, show my soul, total hold |
| Domination don’t ya know |
| Under comet like Muhammad with the verbal robodome |
| It’s the. |
| paragraph president |
| He’s been sweeping the nation with a hard hitting campaign |
| paragraph president |
| As a politician he regards himself as a national (?) |
| paragraph president |
| and so mister president we urge you to do something about the deplorable |
| state of our nation |
| I pledge allegiance to the pen and the pad |
| And the mic and (?) of America |
| And to the republic, kiss my ass |
| Thugs fakin, actin hard to get this killer beef that was given to me |
| I must bust for all |
| Leave your city burnin like Gamera |
| Stamina, blaze up your space, plus I got it on camera |
| And I’m a animal animator landin a Blow cleaning clocks nothing left for the janitor |
| Punching through your granite a good will ambassador |
| From another planet I could kill and smash ya up And it won’t stop and I can’t stop (?) |
| Can erupt and it does had enough amateur? |
| A rammin ya feel the goats horns slammin ya Ham it up every single time that I stand in a Crowd of emcees backin up when I’m actin up On a frenzy after ya yellin, that’s enough! |
| And it tempts me, that it does, and I’m glad it does |
| When I flip see spatula style’s stackin up Many big threes rappers on never catchin up Passin up, ride passenger, is it black enough? |
| Spectacular! |
| Now you know who’s attackin ya Crackin up mashin ya top mind capturer |
| I’m the. |
| paragraph president |