Paradise
Nah, you don't understand how a man feel
When he's so hungry that he can't even stand still, feel like an anvil
Fell on top of your tummy, you feeling bummy
The type of pain that makes a grown man cry to his mommy
What you expect though, you're in the hole now
Up to you to find a way to get your metabolism to slow down
Considering your next meal ain't until sun-up
The jail system here is low down, they know it's low down, yo
That's why the guards they never look you in your eyes
When they step on the yard to keep the burner by their side
Cause it might pop off with some niggas they rubbed the wrong way
And I just applaud, internally, watching them cry
While they're on the ground, getting kicked around, what a sound
Never wish that on no one except these officer clowns
The air gets thick as the inmates surround you
Like yea, officer down, officer down, right here
Once again I awoke, behind a door that locks
Prison sit next to a dump so the gulls they flock
Seedy people all around me so the bro stay locked
But they love when I flow, I get them through it, they love when I flow
So I'm cool with them, on the track yeah I groove with them
Telling stories, I'm coming straight out the room with them
Written on any piece of paper that I could find
Gaining respect, cause they realized that I had the mind
To myself I stayed till the day that I had to prove
I was the dude any spitter was incomparable to
There was a dude plenty niggas were giving compliments to
Saying he might be better, I had to conquer him too
And I did, but his crew wasn't with it
But there was nothing they can do
Man I mean even he had to admit it
But the pride in his chest made him feel they were right
And them three years boxing made me feel I could fight, so nah
You don't understand how a man feel
When he's so hungry that he can't even stand still, feel like an anvil
Fell on top of my stomach, I am diminished
The type of pain that makes me want to go insane, yo I'm finished
I hopped up off of my bunk, took it right to the door
Belly aching, I'll demonstrate I couldn't take it no more
I made a loud raucous in the hole that night
That's the only thing you can do, when you're living in paradise
When he's so hungry that he can't even stand still, feel like an anvil
Fell on top of your tummy, you feeling bummy
The type of pain that makes a grown man cry to his mommy
What you expect though, you're in the hole now
Up to you to find a way to get your metabolism to slow down
Considering your next meal ain't until sun-up
The jail system here is low down, they know it's low down, yo
That's why the guards they never look you in your eyes
When they step on the yard to keep the burner by their side
Cause it might pop off with some niggas they rubbed the wrong way
And I just applaud, internally, watching them cry
While they're on the ground, getting kicked around, what a sound
Never wish that on no one except these officer clowns
The air gets thick as the inmates surround you
Like yea, officer down, officer down, right here
Once again I awoke, behind a door that locks
Prison sit next to a dump so the gulls they flock
Seedy people all around me so the bro stay locked
But they love when I flow, I get them through it, they love when I flow
So I'm cool with them, on the track yeah I groove with them
Telling stories, I'm coming straight out the room with them
Written on any piece of paper that I could find
Gaining respect, cause they realized that I had the mind
To myself I stayed till the day that I had to prove
I was the dude any spitter was incomparable to
There was a dude plenty niggas were giving compliments to
Saying he might be better, I had to conquer him too
And I did, but his crew wasn't with it
But there was nothing they can do
Man I mean even he had to admit it
But the pride in his chest made him feel they were right
And them three years boxing made me feel I could fight, so nah
You don't understand how a man feel
When he's so hungry that he can't even stand still, feel like an anvil
Fell on top of my stomach, I am diminished
The type of pain that makes me want to go insane, yo I'm finished
I hopped up off of my bunk, took it right to the door
Belly aching, I'll demonstrate I couldn't take it no more
I made a loud raucous in the hole that night
That's the only thing you can do, when you're living in paradise
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Writer(s): Dedrick Mottley
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