DOWN 2 EARTH - Pari$ail lyrics
rate me(Verse)
Just a fly young nigga from the west, pardon, but I gotta represent
This is how we do, my crew is so on point, I don't need an infrared
But I'm sure my demeanor suggests that I stay strapped like a bulletproof vest
I'm blind to the kindness, I see threats, it's just the time that we're living
I guess I'll just accept it, like a Preston freshman
School of hard knocks is just in session
Had to want a brother like Lethal Weapon
Did they get the reference? Nah, it's ova they head
It disappear in the atmosphere, it's crystal clear on the endin' near(?)
Where I see fear, or I'm staring at the eyes of my peers
Cuz the shit's too real
They say all they do is rap about hoes, clothes
? on my sleeve so it's exposed
Mine? I was thinking of the next
Came up in the city, I demanded they respects
Livin' in the city where them young niggas die
A lot done for life, want your freedom just to fight
? be the game, you can lead the rest to die
I recognize I be the fliest, got a villain in the sky
So many doors slammed in my face, they denied
Me and my humble mind, I always knew it'd be fine
Workin' harder than ever, these other rappers recline
Sittin' back that he was plying the skies in my lap, took a piece
Without music, my life would be incomplete
Throne became vacant, made my way and took a seat
Treat the beat like a toilet, took a leak
Took a S H I T, nigga, don't fuck with me
(Hook)
Mr. Cool like a Pari$ail
Finish school and go straight to jail
On Mable soon, a sophomore adjured
You're no feris pule, I'd better plan the fell
Plan the fell
(Verse 2)
Yeah, I'm from the land of palm trees
Big bad buildings, not a fan of country
Thoughts stay in the trees like a band of monkeys
But we only skin deep like a can of sunscreen
So let's get deeper, it's all in the numbers, like a beeper
Uh, I couldn't tell you how I write this shit
I burn it down but I don't even know who's mic this is
The criseses, how she get em tights to fit?
Till the fat lady sings, but I might that bitch
So, if ya in my city, put yo hands up
Fuck it up, make it right like Miranda
She only wants it if it's in attendum
Random, don't know why I want a phantom
But I need it, yes, I'm conceded
He try to throw buzz, I fast delete it
And I think I head yo stomach from the stage, nigga
? gym to a whole new page, nigga
Got dough, but no-no play, nigga
All I can say is go away, nigga
No change(?) on my passport fire
And em 2 Chains spades don't y (?)
Made of sun, and a son touch a blunt when he's done
Try to war how we all have fun
And no respect when we keep shit real
So don't neglect the nigga with ideas
And I test you, my brother on the look
I step to ? with no vest
Fuck em other niggas
Cuz I'm down for my niggas, blaze towns for my niggas
Smoke pounds for my niggas
(Hook)
Mr. Cool like a Pari$ail
Finish school and go straight to jail
On Mable soon, a sophomore adjured
You're no feris pule, I'd better plan the fell
Plan the fell
