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Chance The Rapper

Genres: Pop

Somewhere In Paradise Lyrics - Chance The Rapper

I believe that if I fly, I'll prolly end up somewhere in paradise 

I believe that if I fly, I'll prolly end up somewhere in paradise 

 

Chancelor the rapper, Chatham the hood 

Sin of the children, had to bag up the goods 

They say I'm saving my city, say I'm staying for good 

They screaming Chano for mayor, I'm thinking maybe I should 

Fucked a few A&R's, told 'em bitch I can't wife you 

Told your ass since day one, I don't like like labels or titles 

I'm a rascally rabbit, I know that tricks is for addicts 

That need fixes for habits, along with carrots and cabbage 

I'm a savage, established bad bitch magnet, I'm magic 

Your majesty, I'm majestic, I think my message is massive 

Think you passive aggressive, I think you passed up your prime 

Think you passed up your chance to be Chance now pass it to A-Rap 

I should have rhymed it with rhyme ain't we been here before 

Ain't my principal told me that I can't rap at that show 

Then I rapped at that show, simple as that 

Got a complex from Complex off of the simplest raps 

And it goes... 

 

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Fannin' the fire, hands is up higher 

Cannot believe it, damn I'm a rider 

Riding on twenties, twenty years prior, I couldn't buy a 

Forget it you get it, God is so awesome, devil's a liar 

Take 'em to church but I need a choir 

 

I believe that if I fly, prolly end up somewhere in paradise 

I believe that if I fly, I'll prolly end up somewhere in paradise 

 

Blow out your speakers, roll some more loud 

That's the sound of the reefer, I think my parents is proud 

Thank my fans in the bleachers, think my teachers need features 

I think I'm walking with Jesus, I knew my feet wouldn't drown 

I been close to the edge, I been tripping and stuff 

Somebody slipped me a mickey, but I ain't giving a fuck 

Really, a milli, how 'bout six billion more 

Or I'm outie like how'd he cut that umbilical cord 

As I smoke herb in this Uber suburban dressed in an Urban Outfitters 

Shirt and burgundy pair of Jordans 

I asked the acid if words were worth worrying over 

Her explanation seemed agitated 

She said let me answer your question with some questions questioning yours 

Like why the devil can't get you? 

And why these labels can't catch you? 

And why'd he make you so special, why did he bless you? 

Think about it 

I woke up this morning 

I woke up this morning 

Gotta smile when I say that shit, I woke up this morning 

 

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Fannin' the fire, hands is up higher 

Cannot believe it, damn I'm a rider 

Riding on twenties, twenty years prior, I couldn't buy a 

Forget it you get it, God is so awesome, devil's a liar 

Take 'em to church but I need a choir 

 

I believe, I believe, there's somewhere out there for us all, there's a paradise (there is a paradise) 

I believe that if I die, I'll see my homies somewhere in paradise 

(I'll see 'em somewhere in paradise) 

 

Fannin' the fire, hands is up higher 

Cannot believe it, damn I'm a rider 

Riding on twenties, twenty years prior, I couldn't buy a 

Forget it you get it, God is so awesome, devil's a liar 

Take 'em to church but I need a choir 

 

I believe, I believe, I believe 

Somewhere in paradise 

I believe, I believe, I believe 

Somewhere in paradise 

I believe, I believe, I believe 

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