CRUCIFIX, Cool Breeze - Paradise Lost lyrics
CRUCIFIX
[CRUCIFIX, Cool Breeze - Paradise Lost lyrics]
I can barely breathe
Living in this Paradise Lost
Everything I see around me
Is just this chaos that I've caused
My past is a burden behind me
I can never take back
With consequences that way way outweigh
Their weight in crack
Up when it's sunny, about that money
Sittin' on the corner with a fire snow bunny
One hellafied rock, part raw, part dummy
For the first bad junkie that'll come
And get it from me i sack blow, stack dough
Trying to stack that status quo
Even though that status don't change a damn
Thing for the pain I've sold
I'm rippin' and running my mind
Until my heart is raw
Thinking that once it's calloused I
Won't feel at all
The pain's so steady… hurt's so heavy
Sittin' on my chest like a two ton Chevy
I'm ready to bust like a New Orleans levy
Just wishing' a motherfucker would
Kill me already
Don't give a fuck what your Pops said!
Steady bumpin' at the gums will
Get you shot dead
Go ahead and lose your temper like a hothead
I'm gonna open up your mind like
A pot head… nuff said
Don't give a fuck what you've been through
'Cause I done got a couple
Homies in the pen too
I'll put that dot up on
Your head like a Hindu
And still kill it with a pistol and
A pen too… I sin too
But if the gift I was given and life
That I'm living ain't pointing to Heaven 24
7 then what's the point of repenting?
Because the only path back to
The Paradise Lost is a
Journey that begins at the foot of the cross
I can barely breathe
Living in this Paradise Lost
Everything I see around me
Is just this chaos that I've caused
Now up early in the morning
Up in Regency Park we bout to get this thing
Crunk before it gets dark
I got fifteen sacks, and two fresh 0's
Fifteen sacks and two 0's are gonna get sold
About five of them dimes of
That mid gon' get blowed
By the time we shut it down
My pockets gon' be on swole
When them suckers see these hubbas
We jumping' it's gonna explode
When they see that kush we pushin' out front
It's ton' explode
Anybody come around here that's askin' for me
I'm gon' give them suckers that
Fila print off my feet
And I better not see that
Sucker up at Central Station
Man I better not see that
Sucker passin' the Marta Station
Look here, I'm gonna tell ya right now
I can fight man bwoi I hit you one time
You'll be like "Aight man!"
Now if I hit you two
Times it'll be "Goodnight man!"
Nigga I'll whoop on your ass
Like the white man
I can barely breathe
Living in this Paradise Lost
Everything I see around me
Is just this chaos that I've caused
Living in this Paradise Lost
Everything I see around me
Is just this chaos that I've caused
My past is a burden behind me
I can never take back
With consequences that way way outweigh
Their weight in crack
Up when it's sunny, about that money
Sittin' on the corner with a fire snow bunny
One hellafied rock, part raw, part dummy
For the first bad junkie that'll come
And get it from me i sack blow, stack dough
Trying to stack that status quo
Even though that status don't change a damn
Thing for the pain I've sold
I'm rippin' and running my mind
Until my heart is raw
Thinking that once it's calloused I
Won't feel at all
The pain's so steady… hurt's so heavy
Sittin' on my chest like a two ton Chevy
I'm ready to bust like a New Orleans levy
Just wishing' a motherfucker would
Kill me already
Don't give a fuck what your Pops said!
Steady bumpin' at the gums will
Get you shot dead
Go ahead and lose your temper like a hothead
I'm gonna open up your mind like
A pot head… nuff said
Don't give a fuck what you've been through
'Cause I done got a couple
Homies in the pen too
I'll put that dot up on
Your head like a Hindu
And still kill it with a pistol and
A pen too… I sin too
But if the gift I was given and life
That I'm living ain't pointing to Heaven 24
7 then what's the point of repenting?
Because the only path back to
The Paradise Lost is a
Journey that begins at the foot of the cross
I can barely breathe
Living in this Paradise Lost
Everything I see around me
Is just this chaos that I've caused
Now up early in the morning
Up in Regency Park we bout to get this thing
Crunk before it gets dark
I got fifteen sacks, and two fresh 0's
Fifteen sacks and two 0's are gonna get sold
About five of them dimes of
That mid gon' get blowed
By the time we shut it down
My pockets gon' be on swole
When them suckers see these hubbas
We jumping' it's gonna explode
When they see that kush we pushin' out front
It's ton' explode
Anybody come around here that's askin' for me
I'm gon' give them suckers that
Fila print off my feet
And I better not see that
Sucker up at Central Station
Man I better not see that
Sucker passin' the Marta Station
Look here, I'm gonna tell ya right now
I can fight man bwoi I hit you one time
You'll be like "Aight man!"
Now if I hit you two
Times it'll be "Goodnight man!"
Nigga I'll whoop on your ass
Like the white man
I can barely breathe
Living in this Paradise Lost
Everything I see around me
Is just this chaos that I've caused