Texty:
No Man Painting Paradise

love and facts of violence. screaming voices lost to silence, hands stretched up to distant stars. [chorus] painting paradise. painting paradise. painting paradise. painting, painting paradise

to be me (Chorus) First of all the projects is fucked up and it ain?t jus with the drugs we got more problems than the dealers and thugs. They usein lead base paint

Paradise Lost Could be found? But in the eyes of the Dean his daughter Was doin' what she shouldn'a oughta But a man's got to do What a man's got

a cheer for all the broken Listen here, because it's only I'm just a man, I'm not a hero Just a boy who wanna sing his song Just a man, I'm not a hero

my niggas at? (what!) Where my bitches at? (what!) Bartender where the liquor at? [Raekwon] Aiyyo, seven thick ribs nigga, check out my man He got braids

completely lost then I guess I am The storms carried me home, over parades The people caught colds, from the pouring rain When you sit on this lawn, you are not in order This painting

to hang steady (hang hang steady) Love my baby, Little Cheri...whoo. Talk about her, paint a picture, Should I deluge myself with this mystery. Love that girl, she loves her man

go inside my covenant Better come in two's, matta fact come a crew to get you back Executives, we wet you wit the hymns that leave you and your man

Orchard violent rays, why you stower in the off broke and paid Singin your heart out, oh happy days, I'm movin on up Damn, I wish I had it made, ran on your parade