This Is A Test Lyrics - Singles - Paris

Too many sounds irritate my earholes 

like Planet Rock beats from L.A. hoes 

The same old thing same ol shit I'm tired 

Was once on the payroll about to be fired 

Black radio shame, pop rap's to blame 

Program your playlist to sound the same 

With a disco tempo, cliche 

Wack rap tracks for commercial shows 

Mindless music for the masses has to take 

time away from the REAL rap master 

So I stay cool for community airplay 

while ratings slip for the shit that you play 

This is a test a lesson to be observed 

No wack rhymes are heard I keep on raising the curve 

Back and forth I never stick em soft I just run it 

Punks'll shun it, gangs keep their girlies on it 

Paris is the dog, much doper than morphine 

Sick with the style so you can say you've seen 

The radical magical man, master of master plan 

So smooth from beginning to end 

This is a test, back it up when I'm in the place 

and all hail to the dog with the righteous bass 

The boss I come across rough on your radiowave 

Terror on two track whenever I'm played 

Punks keep steppin that's the reason why I 

come through sicker than a L.A. driveby 

By droppin bombs in songs y'all keep singin along 

So smooth it couldn't never go wrong 

This is a test 

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Yo dig 

When you buy a rap record do you buy it for dance moves 

Or do you buy rap cause the lyrics are smooth 

Cuz if you wanna dance you should stick with the other one 

and leave the dog alone till the dancin is done 

But then when you're ready for the brother who leads 

and feeds all rap lovers with rhymes like these 

I dish a little taste of the bass of Scarface 

and paste a rhyme space to chase the weak-kneed 

Cuz I don't play - well my name ain't (Cool J) (backwards) 

I ain't TC, or N-W-A 

I'm Paris, the asiatic lord of light 

With the power to fight and write rhymes to stay 

Cuz I'm hotter than lava when I be up on a microphone 

By now you should know it the poet doper than most 

By dispensing of ignorance how I'm keeping the wack down 

You enter to the realm of the Scarface sound 

This is a test 

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