Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Paradise, artist - CYNE. Album song Time Being, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 07.09.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Project: Mooncircle
Song language: English
Paradise |
Spanish fly line for line as I’m ripping the rhyme |
Precise styles and the? |
we be the sign |
Showing you hope out of life’s slippery slopes |
Adolescent teens turn from God and raise coke |
That ain’t the answer, stress of the world giving me cancer |
But f**k that, moving through streets like Black Panther |
The world stands still, black youth living in landfill |
No way to pay the bill so it’s now kill or be killed |
But that mind state is irate raising up all the crime rates |
We need to sit back, let the mind revelate |
Regulate hate of self and get immaculate wealth |
Releasing your delf without all the? |
shelf |
Cause life ain’t no crystal stair, we just here |
Ignorance is on the rise and n****s just don’t care |
Ain’t fair how we living, money is just spending |
We need to slow down and meditate for a minute |
Cause life ain’t no crystal stair, we just here |
Ignorance is on the rise and n****s just don’t care |
Ain’t fair how we living, money is just spending |
We need to slow down and meditate for a minute |
I let my light beam, dodging and weaving life’s scheme |
Meet the mic fiend, I’m assassinating pipe dreams |
Hundred foot wall, a revolution’s at your door |
When can’t we all just get along, say I’m boring |
And we want freedom, real freedom, that’s all there |
For me and my comrades, we here to blast off, my shots echo |
I’m bringing it back like retro |
Cause centuries of memories I can’t let go |
Mostly y’all heard of us, the Jim Crow murderers |
Black activist with a black active fist |
Ignorant fools catch a back snapping? |
It’s been a long time, Cyne we shouldn’t left you |
You’re without a conscience? |
step to |
Just populate? |
Babylonians behold this son of a gun that’s not phony and |
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death |
I sidestep cause you never know when your time is next |
So I calculate my thoughts and put em on cassette |
So my future seeds can hear me on tracks I bless |
Nevertheless I progress against darkness |
A one-man army without the user technology |
Quite possibly my words spawn philosophy |
But philosophical thoughts? |
can’t follow me |
Nothing’s prettier than peace spread love without azaleas |
Westerners are trying to be God like Branch Davidians |
I can’t respect that, my mind just neglect that |
War s**t, I bring this pistol, the full clip |
I can’t tire, with God I plan higher |
I started civil war, confederates catch fire cause |
(It's a cold world; this is a paradise, boy.) |