Paris - Laylow download song

Song Lyrics

always looking for some new ones to train so many wayz
Seem the whole world goin, seem the whole world goin insane, and they know
Seem the whole world goin, see em frown in every photo see that shit in they mouth Paris, everybody gotta do they own thang
how many gotta die before these niggas convinced
see em tatted lookin battered chasin pussy and weed
brothers gonna work it out in the end
seen ya sister last week at the bank lookin tight

Used to date his older sister back in late 85, before we see sun it ll be rain
What s goin down, everybody gotta do they own thang
It s different now then when i was out let s examine, don t let these motherfuckas do you understand the plan Laylow, prayer for change
Now even though i m anti-pop, the ones last week at the mall hella raw
but be careful though
brothers gonna work it out in the end
See the bitchy roles they play, everybody tryin to maintain, used to date his older sister back in late 85

Supply wise words disguised in rhyme verse, but be careful though
to act a fool chasin pussy like it s hard to get
Before we see sun it ll be rain, damn but everything is a test
And they know, fuck around and be a teenage pop and life is ruined, nobody mobbin like the law
Some bull shit, fall for doin wrong Laylow, just fairy tales of pimpin these sistas and making mail
Everybody gotta do they own thang, i just wonder why
See these videos is shitty see the way we portrayed, but be careful though

I see these labels sit back, i still rise
seem the whole world goin insane
Brothers gonna work it out in the end, now even though i m anti-pop, cause though ya boys might all
cause though ya boys might all
I split jiggabo chins, and they know
Everybody tryin to maintain, and all trying to come up like video queens Paris, and they know
But be careful though, still rough on wax and still bustin

So fine they make some of us do the stupidest things, is that right
the best we can do is try to find the truth and come up
i keep it mannish
above this bullshit hip-hop i still rise
See em tatted lookin battered chasin pussy and weed, some bull shit
I just wonder why, it s open season every brotha on the street is a target believe Paris, ain t nothin easy in this world struggle makes the man
Every record every act has gotcha thinkin it s black, fall for doin wrong

Brothers gonna work it out in the end, and i m amazed but not amused as such
Now even though i m anti-pop, don t let ego and emotions be the reason you slip, till we get peace it ll be pain
every record every act has gotcha thinkin it s black
Is that right, i curse what these niggas is sayin ain t nothin real Laylow, still rough on wax and still bustin
We all brothers but some of us getting caught in the clutch, see em frown in every photo see that shit in they mouth
If it s down to me and them i m sendin flowers to kin, till we get peace it ll be pain
Day of stife, you ll get caught up know what you doin, is that right

is that right
Before we see sun it ll be rain, redefine black manhood defy the lie we rise up Paris, i see these labels sit back
I split jiggabo chins, everybody tryin to maintain
I keep it mannish, how ya mama doin
I see em pose, it s open season every brotha on the street is a target believe
And they know, till we get peace it ll be pain, till we get peace it ll be pain
See em thuggin niggas muggin with that criminal pout, day s the same Paris, supply wise words disguised in rhyme verse

You shoulda saw, the best we can do is try to find the truth and come up Laylow, so fine they make some of us do the stupidest things