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bambu - paper thin lyrics

“paper thin, take the money and the gear then break the h-ll out” – mc lyte ‘paper thin’

[verse one: bambu]
take a saw to a shotgun till it fit in your palm
and make sure that thing is shorter than a lap dance song
and throw a slug in the ceiling
get the rooms attention
tell the story of our people that they failed to mention
in cl-ssroom settings, these lessons they really suck
but in detention, the session’s with st. ides in my cup
and conversation ’bout the hustle kept our kids engaged
not afraid of jail we ‘possed to been p-ssed away
and now we geeked that the president got skin like ours
so we stick up little stickers, screaming “hope” on cars
but police will still barge into your spot armed
last week, one of my homeboys got his head split apart
feel like the hood’s still the same, while we screaming ’bout “change”
and the solution, build a franchise, move our people away?
remember shotgun cut down?
rob that coffee shop weekly till they move the f-ck out

[hook: bambu]
we on that project money when the pockets look funny
then we rally all the jackers in the h-h-h-hood
and then we take that money to the project’s cutty
so you flash that paper getting s-s-s-super f-cked
light the sky up
let ’em know we broke too long
we gon’ rearrange the power in the h-h-h-hood
they’ve been setting up shop up on our blocks too long
now it’s our turn, flash paper get it s-s-s-super f-cked

[verse two: chace infinte]
the .50 cal kickback d-mn near broke my arm
now my palm is numb and i can’t throw this molotov
seeing our conditions, it be p-ssing me off
they building new popeye’s, but schools they can’t afford?
every ghetto’s infected with a new mini-mall
what if people spend and own nothing at all?
sometimes ideas on paper need to be reinforced
sometimes you need to sacrifice to take what’s yours
if the devil infiltrate upon your righteous cause
by any means you have the right to not take that loss
when they gentrify the hood and tell ya mama “get lost”
it’s kinda hard to tell a n-gga not to use brute force
when the pigs slam your cheekbone against brick walls
and har-ss innocents daily doing nothing at all
remember that .50 cal with the awesome kickback?
when they brutalize your brothers put a hole in they back
remember that popeye’s that be serving us foul?
throw a molotov until that motherf-cker burn down

[hook]

{beat change}

[verse three: bambu]
listen
i got a 12 year old gun, another jerk, get it?
when it sucks i say you souljah boy’d the verse, get it?
lemons make lemonade but turn them things the other way
cause it hurts unbelievable to squirt it in your face
life lessons, and all that sending positive vibes
is bullsh-t if you live where you can barely survive
skip the spiritual wishing and get the f-ck off a couch
get the f-ck out your house and throw your x-box out
put the optimo out, pour the 40 ounce out
take control of your life, what’s the excuses about?
stop the cycle that we idle and our daddy’s did that
now we no different than our dads and we recycling that
so now we stuck in a loop from the block to a bid
over and over again and p-ss it on to our kids
it’s a loop
you ain’t gotta track sh-t out
give me a loop
i can gas just as hard
over a loop
you ain’t gotta track this out
give me a loop
i can gas just as hard
over a loop

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