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Paradise


by Mac. Buy album CD: World War III


Mac talking:

Yeah I got these motherfucking Warlocks in this biatch
So you know its all about that World War 3 Nigga
You feel me nigga haha
My nigga Sam
My nigga Popeye
Shout out to my nigga BI-Geezy you off in this bitch
feel it

Chorus: (Popeye)

My future, my focus, paradise
Criminal slash pistol popper toat the badder dice
And if I got to be real and sank a clip below my hip to survive
I keep the real motherfuckers alive

My future, my focus, paradise
Criminal slash pistol popper toat the badder dice
And if I got to be real and sank a clip below my hip to survive
I keep the real motherfuckers alive

Verse 1 (Sam) :

Intentions to leave a coarse, remourse is extinct
Niggas murder and lust the course we own is mislink
The pack we don't want it lead to unknowns
Like understanding life and why we here and some gone
I'm mystified conspicuous eyes vision my glory
Camaflouge and wish we hiding side of the hallways
The narrow road has followed the battle hole of hollows I spit
To keep the real alive to have tommorow
Murderer slash real nigga slash ghetto celebrity
To often have life and death we hope to never see
The destiny of what's real is my fate to not hate
Confusion keep unfolding that the migrates, my Lord
Tech to my face, flinching is forbiddin
Murder in self-defense, can you blame me for living?
Keep the real alive, the fake get famous with death
Keep the real seen, bitch niggas are laid to rest

Chorus: (Popeye)
My future, my focus, paradise
Criminal slash pistol popper toat the badder dice
And if I got to be real and sank a clip below my hip to survive
I keep the real motherfuckers alive

My future, my focus, paradise
Criminal slash pistol popper toat the badder dice
And if I got to be real and sank a clip below my hip to survive
I keep the real motherfuckers alive

Verse 2: (Popeye) :

Faster between the streets I held on
promoted through pistols and either elsewhere
Silent and helped to hold on for killer that said a self-prayer
To walk away beside the lord, siners repent so we divide the sword
Behind the tents I mean be riding cars
Standing off the roof of a killer, to murder made life
Focused than any president living that carry shade ice
That live amongst the fallen few, to walk away the day they calling you
And freeze the heat when they come crawling through
Breathing from the top of it's lungs, tommorow it will shut down
Niggas that held a piece of my heart they never let down
Was yet to come before the lord,
I thought my father supposed to show the card,
These niggas camaflouge to blow the gaurd
Making me a part of the wind, suspend will now hell
Everything operated in time to end when I fail
Beside the walls of badder shit, I run the streets and chose to stan and spit
Behind the gate the hater grabbin' pit

Chorus: (Popeye)

My future, my focus, paradise
Criminal slash pistol popper toat the badder dice
And if I got to be real and sank a clip below my hip to survive
I keep the real motherfuckers alive

My future, my focus, paradise
Criminal slash pistol popper toat the badder dice
And if I got to be real and sank a clip below my hip to survive
I keep the real motherfuckers alive


Verse 3 (Mac) :
Now Check it
Now spill on my proverbs, I bless you, you bless the next niggas
Its for the best niggas believe me
They say money is the root of all evil
I say only when it's in the clutch of the wrong people ya feel that
If murder is the medicine for fools who refuse to abide by the rules
You lose your cool then you lose your shoes
To every nigga in the struggle with big dreams
We was born with the hustle in my genes, I know it seams like we forbiddin
Forced in ghetto living, poverty strickin eating popeye chicken and biscuits
With alittle jelly for my lil belly,
That I just can't fill cause moma belly make the bills
And I know shit's real, when we go to school just to eat meals
And for dinner we got sleep nigga, it's deep nigga
With that you got that whole world against ya
Bitch ass nigga have you forgoten god sent ya
Whoaaaaaa



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Album: World War III (1999) Lyrics
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  1. (If You Add) All The Love In The World
  2. Baby Don't Get Hooked On Me
  3. Backyard Boogie
  4. Based On A True Story
  5. Beginning To Feel The Pain
  6. Burnin' Thing
  7. Connected For Life (Feat. Ice Cube, W.C., Butch Ca
  8. Do The Damn Thang
  9. Dog About It(Ft.B.G)
  10. Don't Know
  11. Dream Me Home
  12. Everybody Loves A Love Song
  13. Forever Lovers
  14. Hate In Yo Eyes
  15. Hooked On Music
  16. I Believe In Music
  17. In The Ghetto
  18. It's Hard To Be Humble
  19. King Pin Dream(Ft.Big Tymers, Mikkey)
  20. Let It Be Known(Ft.Scarface, Xzibit)
  21. Let The Thugs In The Club
  22. Let The Thugs In The Club(Ft.B.G., Lil' Wayne)
  23. Let's Keep It That Way
  24. Mathematics
  25. Murder(Ft.Turk)
  26. No Dick(Ft.E-40, Skoop Delania)
  27. Oh Lord It's Hard To Be Humble
  28. One Hell Of A Woman
  29. Poor Boy Boogie
  30. Poor Man's Gold
  31. So Serious(Ft.Big Tymers, Mickey)
  32. Something's Burning
  33. Stop And Smell The Roses
  34. Texas In My Rear View Mirror
  35. That Bitch Is Bad(Ft.Big Tymers (Mannie Fresh))
  36. Watchin' Scotty Grow
  37. We Could Never Be Friends(Ft.Baby, Lac, Stone)
  38. Whoever Finds This, I Love You
  39. Work
  40. Your Side Of The Bed
  41. Intro
  42. War party
  43. Best friends
  44. Like before
  45. We deadly
  46. Bloody
  47. You never know
  48. Just another thug
  49. Battle cry (tomorrow)
  50. If it's cool
  51. Cops and robbers
  52. Lockdown (remix)
  53. Paradise
  54. That's hip hop
  55. Can u love me? (eyes of a killer)
  56. Genocide skit
  57. Genocide
  58. Father's day
  59. Still callin' me
  60. Assassin nation
  61. Outro

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