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paris (rap) - conspiracy of silence lyrics

[produced by paris]

[verse 1: sun dubious]
convicts, as i bring you this one
check out the force of what the power of the clenched fist done
they call us n-ggers, then n-ggas
b-tches then b-tches, we take it but doesn’t fit us
if we could just collaborate, eliminate the force matters
bring the truth to what the devils stars scatter
’cause brains don’t functions for justice
amongst the brothers, so i carry the circ-mference
i see a shady n-gga, but i know he can’t he hide
knife in his sweaty palms, tryna stab my backside
kicks the positracks with backs from mother terrace
with funkdoobiest sun and brother paris
state of emergency calls to get rid of this
the n-ggas who be flipping at just how severe it is
but if i get some cup, i’ll put them in a slump with chumps
’cause they splatter on a tree stump

[hook]
rat-a-tat-tat from my gat
swing, swing, swing with my baseball bat
n-ggas be trippin’, but they know i’m not high
i’m living in the city where its do or die

[verse 2: paris]
yes its the g, the-u-e-double r-i-double l-a
back in the clip tight for l.a
or any other black neighborhood because its fittin’
p-dog with a new plan for us to hit ’em
or where the n-ggas that be talking that gangsta sh-t
they runnin’ b-tch when its time to make the hit
so scared of whitey motherf-cker, should be ashamed
see house n-ggas never change, they still the same
but thats cool, because it don’t take but a few
to troop on a swoop on the make a move on the boys in blue
i’m ain’t the one who gotta walk on a beat ya b-tch
but i’m the one whose trigger finger is starting to itch
so i might start waiting for the nightfall
when time is right, i’ll commence to sniping y’all
and be sure piggies drop like drawers on the floor tonight
because the motherf-cking war is on

[hook]
rat-a-tat-tat from my gat
swing, swing, swing with my baseball bat
n-ggas be trippin’, but they know i’m not high
i’m living in the city where its do or die
so come on, and get up, get up, get up get up
get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up
get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up
get up, get up, get up, get up, get, get down

[interlude]
“we as black people must examine america, as a resources of america. will those in power use those resources that america has to correct the ill-mannered behavior that she’s casted upon black people for the past four-hundred and thirty seven years? you must understand that your conspiracy of silence can be no more!”

[verse 3: l.p.]
cops be warrin’ with the search warrant
to arrest a doobie, better switch to the foreign
ak made because we need more backup
is what i had them screaming, now its time i shack up
it ain’t simple but i’m f-cking through the boarded up windows
but thats how the wind blows
they can never catch me, hear the dispatch g
suspect l.p. just like the apache
here we go, one more time for -ss
kid, it doesn’t really mater because i’m philly blastin’
murderin’, hurtin’, yo where’s curtains for your -ss
and i’m certain you’ll get played like richard burton
barrels to the kneecaps, you best believe that
boom shaka, tell me where the weeds at
so i can drop these punk -ss cops
and rip shop and take the rubles because you know i got scruples

- paris rap lyrics

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