Paris

Paris - Field Nigga Boogie

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Take it back to the days when we raised us up

'Fore coward-ass rap made the game corrupt

P-Dog in the cut back to bring the pain

Puttin' wood on they ass can't stand the rain

And bring heat over beats, and scratch the itch

In a no spin-zone fuck a scanadalous bitch

It's the return of the Bush Killa back to bust

Just us for the justice, In God We Trust

I rush truth to the youth - and shine the light

Take the red pill, open up ya eyes to life

In this land of these crack fiends sheep and moles

See us overthrow the hold of this devil control

And roll deep - (keep it underground for the streets)

I'm the last cell - (hit em outta bounds, retreat)

We like ants in this war dance, if one falls

Ten more's in his place to advance the cause, it's all

Raw shit

HELL YEAH

It's the raw shit

HELL YEAH

Do you want the raw shit?

HELL YEAH

Everybody Sayin'

That's the Bomb -(what?) That's the Bomb

Gotta have the raw shit

HELL YEAH

Comin' with the raw shit

HELL YEAH

Do you need the raw shit?

HELL YEAH

Everybody Sayin'

That's the Bomb -(come on) That's the Bomb

I bust a shot and these pigs all dash like renta cops

These punk ass devils'll never stop

Fuck 'em all, I draw, they fall

Bitch, I was raw, ballin' back in the days of “yes y'alls”

Gotta make a fuss, nigga bust an' ride

See it in my eyes, speak truth or die

Amerikkka's the motherfuckin' beast and I'm

Still the same, nigga snatchin' sheets for mine

Back on the map, and we fade to black

Fuck rap, see us pickin' off pigs with straps

And bust on they compound, take control

Of the precinct, leave 'em all stank an' cold

It's no justice no motherfuckin' peace, say it

No justice no motherfuckin' peace, believe

Long as niggas gettin' beat by these pigs we shoot

Outta coupes - fuck peace and the boys in blue, we do the

Raw shit

HELL YEAH

It's the raw shit

HELL YEAH

Do you want the raw shit?

HELL YEAH

Everybody Sayin'

That's the Bomb -(what?) That's the Bomb

Gotta have the raw shit

HELL YEAH

Comin' with the raw shit

HELL YEAH

Do you need the raw shit?

HELL YEAH

Everybody Sayin'

That's the Bomb -(come on) That's the Bomb

To protect and to serve is a myth to us

They protect they shit and serve sticks to us

Fuck a waterhose nigga, those days is thru

All a pig's gotta do nowadays is shoot

But who police the police when they

Beat brothers to the ground like - everyday

What I'm sayin', what if niggas start shootin' 'em back?

Spit caps outta gats 'till the beast collapse?

With an eye for an eye, ain't no time to play

With an eye for an eye - it's the Amerikkkan way

Do it big see the jig split wigs of foes

Bust shots at these pigs - nigga dig the flow and

Hear us all say “power to the people” combined

Hold court in the streets 'till these pigs comply

Niggas got no choice but to ride or die

Put this beast on it's back - genocide's the plight, we bring the

Raw shit

HELL YEAH

It's the raw shit

HELL YEAH

Do you want the raw shit?

HELL YEAH

Everybody Sayin'

That's the Bomb -(what?) That's the Bomb

Gotta have the raw shit

HELL YEAH

Comin' with the raw shit

HELL YEAH

Do you need the raw shit?

HELL YEAH

Everybody Sayin'

That's the Bomb -(come on) That's the Bomb

Unless ya wanna live on your knees, throw down [x4]

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