[Paris]. Take it back to the days when we raised us up. 'Fore coward-ass rap made the game corrupt. P-Dog in the cut back to bring the pain. Puttin wood on they ass can't stand the rain.
Freedom of speech, motherfucker. Okay, something for the kids (hahaha). . [Pinocchio]. I got no strings to hold be down. To make me fret or make me frown.
[Verse 1: Uli K]. You ain't really know how I feel. Baby it's so real. I don't know how to do. Every thing you do it heals. Let me [?]. You wish you'd be [?].
[Verse 1: Curren$y]. My nigga Bongo hooked it up, Omar gon' dip my rims today. Or at least that's what he say. But I take e'rything with a grain of salt.
All this ice on my neck got me froze. All the kush in the air got me blowed. All the kush in the air got me blowed. All the kush in the air got me blowed.
[Intro]. Donald, Donald. You'll never have dinner with the president. You'll never have dinner with the president. You'll never have dinner with the president.