Texty:
Paris Tear Shit Up

have veered especially when they hated the image that they mirrored i got a text that said "p, please get up" some light shining brightly outlining my shit up

of the 42 million black people who are the victims of America [Paris] Aiyyo we all in together now, all in together now Hard truth soldierin, hard truth soldier SHIT

out hustlin', ended up ballin' Started out hustlin', ended up ballin' Started out hustlin', ended up ballin' Nigga I'm the shit, get the fuck up out

for the fingers Liars for hire with a defense like Jeffery Fygar And rock it like thugs who work for mic club Hyped up and tear the mic up my man Move

lunar crusier let's take a global trip we tear it down from Montigo to the Vegas strip can't stop to slow it down that's just inadequate i keep on talking shit

the flavor that archaeologists artists audio appropriator Ghost rider, flaming chopper, corresing the night Chasing the glimpse of a forever fading fluorescent horizon He just lights up the skies (lights up

wanna tear da nookie up, You betta pull out ya cash and put more then 50 up, Cuz this here chick aint gonna let u beat it up, you betta pull out ya cash

pop Crist) Warmin up another verse (yo Son I got this) [U NAST] Watch this how I rock shit, lock shit Six hundred Coupe chop shop shit, ?be gafe rop chop shit

Money won't take me back' So I gave her my heart, open it up, don't tear it apart Walk in, don't be afraid of the dark Some make up flex then give it