con, con herre, reppin one the microphone 

paperboys here, reppin one the microphone 

double A coming through, we were slightly gone 

critical, vegabond keep it tight for y'all 



(Vinni) 

yo i know i'm hopeless i was high when i wrote this 

so focus, i don't wanna die with the dopeness 

i lie staring at the sky by the pochers 

buenas noches, see the pies that approach us 

stockbrokes knocking cockroaches 

we dot the posters, the top postmokers 

leaving the beer coz i ain't leaving this chair 

"hey man" i ain't even here, beamed upstairs 

sitting on mars, politicing spittin 16 bars 

i blaze and switch between stars 

gotta hell of a flow but not to many's ever telling me so 

they too slow when my melody blow, i let the jealousy go 

way back, hey jack, i don't play that, wanna lay back in the hay sack 

lace tracks, erase todays crap, face flat, so rewind till your tape snaps 



(chours) 

it's paper 

y'all better wake up 

we starting the race, yup 

pardon me, man, wut 

paper 

say what? 

hard to break 

what? 

far from a faker 

what? 

it's all in my nature 

paper 



(Critics) 

Yo i've been wild and jiggy, my niggas been afraid of riding with me 

taking to threats when the style gets shitty 

lacing it nice and pretty 

hitting niggas when eyes are greedy 

these people lie, cry, die to get shimmy 

trying to drop the venom on 'em, mock the way they flowing, 

stop tha later morning 

to cop whatever they be showing in the stores from the chartlist, 

eating everything a nigga say like a harddisk, 

step into my office, home of the stoned and the heartless, 

where are my partnes? vinni (yup) i'm feeling nausceaus 

knowing these niggas done took it to the threshold, 

vinni wanna start something? you know that i be next door 

oh hell np, i ain't gonna leave him by his lonely,, 

i ain't really got nothing to say my players know me 

hold it 

................gotta catchmy breath 

ready to go flow, like most these niggas ain't never heard 

on weed, off weed, 

drunk, sober, really doesn't matter 

when i kick it you know the show's over, 

i'm flowing on, cracking on whatever to spread word 

A, dot, A, dot on a rise, you heard (me) 



(Chorus) 



(Vinni) 

i try to call the lord, 

to get a life we can all afford 

a set of pipes and a wall of sword, 

better write coz i'm surely bored, 

get a light then i fall in chords 

get it tight and record it all, 

need a flight, see the waterfall, 

i need a bite coz i swore to ball, 

i be the type that'll tour the mall, 

leave my stripes by the shore and crawl, 

i'd just like a little more that's all 



bridge 

we here to lock it down 

double A - top shit, 

don't fuck around, 

roll j's, poop lips 

we gon bark now (... ...) 

till ya hear the (... ...) 

when it's dark outside and shit 



and we here to let you know 

we gon settle this for sure, 

so prepare to shut your door 

when it hits your home: feeling this for sure 



(Chorus)Thanks to thudord@yahoo.com