Richie Cunning, Rakaa Iriscience - Paper Thick lyrics
[Richie Cunning, Rakaa Iriscience - Paper Thick lyrics]
You rock chains
I rock Olympic gold heavy medals
Head bang slaying the soundtrack
Of every ghetto infiltrated Wall Street
Hollywood and the suburbs
It's busy being wild style pop
Bottles and puff herb
Peace king, peace I keep, peace queen
But barely a bee sting
I feel like robbing these platinum
Jerks fills the air
Robin Hood style till Kool
Herc's a billionaire
Backslap a rapper, cats sleep in a trance
And I do it for every DJ that
Speaks with his hands
All my graff artists worldwide that
Speak with a can all my b-boy and b-girls
That speak through dance
Take it back, Hip-Hop, mayday, mayday
LA, CA, I was raised on KDAY
Now Rakaa looks you in the eyes dilated
Heart check respect the architect
The operation's in effect (yep)
Damn, look what it done come to, cousin
Rappers need to learn how to
Use the undo button not giving a fuck
Talking 'bout they don't write shit
Down, the way it sound? I figured as much, uh
I'm out of touch with
"frontin's the new real"
"Rich is the new cool" and
"swagger's the new skill"
Artists be chasing labels
Labels be chasing hackers
And Auto Tune is everybody favorite rapper
Come on, dawg, I can't fox with it
I spit a ice cold sixteen in a hot minute
These rappers need to hide in a
Box until it safe again
Y'all paper thin, I'm light as a rock with it
Uh, Dilated and the Rec
Been rhyming since everybody
Was buying cassettes
Richie Cunning stay rocking
The Night Train stopping
SF represent by the hour when I drop
I rock Olympic gold heavy medals
Head bang slaying the soundtrack
Of every ghetto infiltrated Wall Street
Hollywood and the suburbs
It's busy being wild style pop
Bottles and puff herb
Peace king, peace I keep, peace queen
But barely a bee sting
I feel like robbing these platinum
Jerks fills the air
Robin Hood style till Kool
Herc's a billionaire
Backslap a rapper, cats sleep in a trance
And I do it for every DJ that
Speaks with his hands
All my graff artists worldwide that
Speak with a can all my b-boy and b-girls
That speak through dance
Take it back, Hip-Hop, mayday, mayday
LA, CA, I was raised on KDAY
Now Rakaa looks you in the eyes dilated
Heart check respect the architect
The operation's in effect (yep)
Damn, look what it done come to, cousin
Rappers need to learn how to
Use the undo button not giving a fuck
Talking 'bout they don't write shit
Down, the way it sound? I figured as much, uh
I'm out of touch with
"frontin's the new real"
"Rich is the new cool" and
"swagger's the new skill"
Artists be chasing labels
Labels be chasing hackers
And Auto Tune is everybody favorite rapper
Come on, dawg, I can't fox with it
I spit a ice cold sixteen in a hot minute
These rappers need to hide in a
Box until it safe again
Y'all paper thin, I'm light as a rock with it
Uh, Dilated and the Rec
Been rhyming since everybody
Was buying cassettes
Richie Cunning stay rocking
The Night Train stopping
SF represent by the hour when I drop