Kool Keith, Megabone - Paradise lyrics

Okay! I'm all that with NBA wives
Jock strap nice, they match the white ties
Lou the mob warehouse
Why you think the truck come
To pick up more bologna stella
Front a hundred thousand mil'
Let you up and comers develop street cred
I'm sleeping on you like that
Force field around the bed
Silver Surfer, your girl like my balls
They turn colors, now they burgundy
IPhone, laby
I like the way your wife worry me
I'm a regulator
I keep my hair cut low-key like Warren G
Versace's, get out the green Porsche
You know I'm blind, I can't see
Using my stick to walk past MC's
I'm Donny Microphonse, tonight
I'm hitting your Amazon
Ballroom, baby, no problem
I brought Hammerstein
Hammerstein, Carnegie Hall, Radio City
Madison Square, the Barclay Center
It's all mine
Hammerstein, Carnegie Hall, Radio City
Madison Square, the Barclay Center
It's all mine paradise

New York is a sport
MVP, but I stay out the court
Range Rover horse
240 on the horse next to the bricks
Young gunner to the boss
I'm a metropolitan nigga, check my
Politic, nigga, I'm a politic, nigga
Money and the power,
Yay and the keys to the city
Box seats, and my Yankee fitted, chicken box
Get it roof off
Titties spillin out cause the milk all in it
So soft, seats to the benches
Love to perforate it
Let the pussy breathe in it
My reflection on the hood
Your reflection on the dishes
No pork, don't talk, nigga, stop snitching
Shot clock, white chalk, overtime, finished

I'm bad religion, death in jewels
Sacrilegious, gorilla monsoon
Indigenous to the dark
I live on your fear and
Remain in your thoughts
Blackburn necklace, keep bitches caught up
Battle of the sexes, more for the slaughter
Hey, 2 15's in the the water
Uptown, Harlem World, Rich Porter
Smack bitches with the dick
Hit niggas with the mortar
Mylar zip, ounces and quarters
Wear a disguise, so I don't get caught
Eyes without a face, no reflection
On the highway to hell or
The staircase to heaven living in the past
Sleepwalking in the present


Everyday's a show, real life, no gimmick
Money over hoes, I'm 'bout that business
We straight wilding
Like juvies on the island
Caged up, so raise up
Before I light the stage up
Take caution to what I say
Get with it, or get turned the fuck away
Swift with the gift when I'm dropping my shit
I do shows, collect dough, grab a ho
And then split
I smoke that raw shit, you smoke that if
I'm talking Denver nuggets, Portland dog shit
Straight to the brain, spliffs make me sane
Bitches give me brain to gain some fame
Libido's the name, the FCC6 to blame
Cause, I came to rearrange the game
With the spoken bar flow
Haters copy, want to be me
Come out and see me and realize it ain't easy