The Mess - Paradox lyrics

-Hook-X2 Paaw, papapa papa papa paradox I'm the paparon paradork of the paradox Ain't nobody close why coz I'm headstrong Just gon keep it rockin now as i live along -Verse 1- How many stories to tell it depends On how you lived them and dead ends If you knew where your dreams goin and they really meant The world to you which one would you pick of them Coz if i don't know what to select i'd demand A stranger than go chasin a 50 percent friend And we know a fri lasts moments than like mountains, ends in the end Love your job and you'll work till the cows home Be loud in what you do, not remain bowed low Use that brain fore' it's used til ya get enough Don't you underestimate than manipulate wrong I'm throne but they still ding dong Ditch and gig my previous home Maybe i gots at the same time intone And spirt my jing gong that will k** all Sing it in another row, I'm gona vomit it up and whoop it up A little bit for yall and nose in the vast I was discussin with my loyer my divorse from my wife That according to procedure own my Amistad While going home i met this guy and he had an appetite For the k**ing so i took him to a building and told him To jump on my new ex wife's car Tarts in the bar, you can find me far Catch me outside the common sense boulevard Speakin of it to define it I'm wonderin What's the number of nuts did they count til now They give us hell, we give em heaven it's a first rate affair Made with these pets filth Believe the lie in the middle, man don't live in evil N'make your life a vanity fair, a compound -Hook-X2 Papapa papapa papa Paradox I'm the paparon paradork of the Paradox Ain't nobody close why coz I'm headstrong Just gon keep it rockin now as i live along -Verse2- Bad facts in this world are like Joe Frazier And you're nothin to em but a soft savor Problems are like fields full of low napalms And you maybe,gotta, better be an old stager We say we're O.K but we are K.O If you're O.J than you are J.Lo See wushu is an art, Jet Li said so But I'm mucho concerned about the red, lay low Being afraid of a funk, makes you a stupid one People got a long run to become an âne Scumtamtatadam all i do is blank And blank it's impossible, still i find it fun Fun? oh did i say that?! damn This is hip hop son, it should be harsh It's a hard course, you're not watching Jerry and Tom Impacting on your mates , You're not Jeff Dunham But I'm puzzled why am i singin this for Is it for the oil or for the feather foil Is it for the gargoyles or a little joy A forlorn chip in " i need it in winter to warm" Invent the mort and a bear won't touch you but the human Won't be happy till he inter the corpse Hinder it all, coz first of it all light comes But i don't see you till your terms come along It is odd in this world when you save somebody He'll question you "why did you rescue my a**?" Correct em kids bout the truth, ain't no Robin Hood The slogan in fact is Rob and be Hood And accept this diss, man I'm so out the gas of the sa** When a body lying when he taps on his laptop "I love you mom!" Well, your mom callin you downstairs for help, so get your a** up -Hook-X2 Papapa papapa papa Paradox I'm the paparon paradork of the Paradox Ain't nobody close why coz I'm headstrong Just gon keep it rockin now as i live along