Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song For the Paper, artist - Freeway. Date of issue: 18.07.2011
Song language: English
For the Paper |
| While others spit that Wonderama shit |
| Me and my conglomerate |
| Shall remain anonymous |
| Caught up in the finest shit |
| Live out my dreams until my heart give out |
| And fuck with cream, y’all know |
| Exactly what I’m talking about |
| Wonderama shit, me and my conglomerate |
| Shall remain anonymous |
| Caught up in the finest shit |
| We winning like the Lakers, pulling them capers |
| Getting them anchors, we |
| Hustle for the paper? |
| Naw |
| Hustle for the grind of it |
| All-Louis Lexus, fresh Nik Airs on |
| My Blackberry molasses, BBM messages from actresses |
| Federales wanna stick me with charges for trafficking |
| For the simple fact that when he rap, rap heron |
| Flame war, when I’m in the booth, turn the air on |
| Middle of the Winter, give you? |
| of Summer |
| It’s a jungle outside, a jungle full of haters |
| Everyday it makes me want to wonder |
| How I keep from going under |
| Cold like the tundra, great like the old bear |
| But I want grind more than I want slumber |
| The cooker of the pie, been facing the stove |
| Down to supply, here to supply y’all hunger |
| While others spit that Wonderama shit |
| Me and my conglomerate |
| Shall remain anonymous |
| Caught up in the finest shit |
| Live out my dreams until my heart give out |
| And fuck with cream, y’all know |
| Exactly what I’m talking about |
| Wonderama shit, me and my conglomerate |
| Shall remain anonymous |
| Caught up in the finest shit |
| We winning like the Lakers, pulling them capers |
| Getting them anchors, we |
| Hustle for the paper, naw |
| Hustle for the grind of it |
| I do it just to do it |
| We do it for the paper |
| We’re in it for the income |
| We came her for the cake-a |
| Please inform your bosses that we’re |
| Invading your offices |
| Gonna be some lay-offs, some of y’all |
| Gonna take a pay cut |
| Military style: either ship out or shape up |
| We? |
| Start my day off early |
| But I don’t forget my prayers |
| Do it 5 times, gully, paying homage to the maker |
| Never been a faker, always been a flamer |
| Been hot since I used to write my raps on paper |
| Now the roof is the canvas |
| And my mind is the ink |
| The engineer is the key: he record it, I say it |
| While others spit that Wonderama shit |
| Me and my conglomerate |
| Shall remain anonymous |
| Caught up in the finest shit |
| Live out my dreams until my heart give out |
| And fuck with cream, y’all know |
| Exactly what I’m talking about |
| Wonderama shit, me and my conglomerate |
| Shall remain anonymous |
| Caught up in the finest shit |
| We winning like the Lakers, pulling them capers |
| Getting them anchors, we |
| Hustle for the paper, naw |
| Hustle for the grind of it |
| I’m equivalent to cocaine: Bolivian, Dominican |
| Flew over on planes, snuck over here by immigrants |
| When I’m finished with this music shit |
| You can probably catch me in Mecca or |
| The United Arab Emirates |
| Don’t take mini-vacations but I am a trip |
| Young black Muslim, Big Bear, I hemmorrage |
| Bomb threat, these are bomb sets, get your set bombed |
| First I show up with the Tech-9, see how real he get |
| I’m like a young Genghis Khan with the rhymes |
| Warrior with a mindframe to conquer small villages |
| Word to Yung Chris: I am on my Philly shit |
| Couple burners, couple clips |
| You know how Philly get. |
| While others spit that Wonderama shit |
| Me and my conglomerate |
| Shall remain anonymous |
| Caught up in the finest shit |
| Live out my dreams until my heart give out |
| And fuck with cream, y’all know |
| Exactly what I’m talking about |
| Wonderama shit, me and my conglomerate |
| Shall remain anonymous |
| Caught up in the finest shit |
| We winning like the Lakers, pulling them capers |
| Getting them anchors, we |
| Hustle for the paper, naw |
| Hustle for the grind of it |