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Paris
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Brutal
Lyricist:Oscar Jackson, Paris
Paris is my name, I flows with ease Cash checks, breaks necks and wrecks MC's Who ain't down with the sound of the Panther Movement Intense is a serious answer
The mic goes into labor you freeze up Enveloped by the style that sounds so rough Rehearsal weak verses potent as cyanide A million and a half shot keepin' you high
But I don't sell 'cause what you're sellin' is never sold Or dealed by the real mack brothers of old Naw, I just devise a wise new formula To keep you in tune without sellin' my soul
In 1930, it all began With a movement comprised of intelligent black men Led by Allah in the form of Farad But later by the last true prophet of God
Elijah Muhammad, a dominant black leader Of 'The Lost/Found Asiatic Pack' And later by Malcolm, whose point was straight Stressin' a black nationalistic state
Of self-sufficiency on a mission He stressed thrift and pride and good sense Killed in cold blood but the shit ain't done with Switch to Oak town, '66
See Huey Newton and Cleveland Seal Sons of Malcolm with intent to kill And end the brutality inflicted on us by cops Best believe, I won't stop
Teachin' science in step with Farrakhan Drop a dope bomb, word to Islam Keeps my brothers up on it 'cause I'm black Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com And now you know I'm brutal
Callin' all brothers to order, P-Dog'll slaughter Stomp rip and choke those who thought a Young black man wasn't capable of the intellect Of gainin' respect without sellin' so check
I'm Paris, six feet two, deadly as ice But twice as nice with, the power to fight boy So, listen I'm tellin' y'all, the warnin' the Final Call We're headin' for Armageddon, it's like that
The government's policy see is tactical genocide How many must die, chasin' a chemical high? How much killin' and murderin' mayhem more can we stand Before we fold black man, so take a stand
Listen up drug dealer, whassup with that? Hope I don't bust a cap, straight in your motherfuckin' ass For pushin' poison to youth, I'm through with talkin', I'm steppin' up With gat point blank at your motherfuckin' mug
I'm P R O, B L A C K Stompin' and crushin' to mush, any lush, in my way I'm educated and strong, always right and no wrong With many bullets of a Bensonhurst, come on along
It's like that y'all and I won't quit Keepin' y'all fresh on the movement tip With F.O.I. at my side, we're never slippin' or nap We always come sick-wid-it, bustin' serious caps
There's no, bullshit and yo look, this is the danger zone You shouldn't have stepped to it, you shouldn't have come alone You shouldn't have ever thought, the movement was soft Don't you know P-Dog'll never stop I'm brutal
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