Paradise City (Acapella)

Lyrics

[Hook] Take me down to the Paradise City Where we all smoke green and the girls are pretty Even with no makeup on (No you don't need that makeup) Take me back to the time and the place Where the music still rocks and the people weren't fake (People weren't fake) Oh won't you please let me ohh Come on, come on, come on [Verse 1] Put in the time 'cause it's worth it Back against the wall, playing suey tennis balls can't merc 'em We Steve Urkel, we keep working On what matters to the family, TGIF certain Hurting but I'm never dropping the ball Opposite of Ed Reed but he's stopping em all I deliver the goods, I keep dropping 'em off Ain't been paid, still never taking a loss Bob Frost with the travels, my roads stay dirty Even if I whisper I know you still heard me Truth resonates my words are Watergate Put that shit on tape Woodward and Bernstein Burned 'em with his own words against 'em Think before I speak turgid defence-man Lurid with your words and it's patently absurd Hand up your ass your puppeteer's Jim Henson I might be a grouch but I ain't no slouch Seven-foot with a straight back fuck your couch Rick James, spit flames, crazy like Britney I'm tryna keep my lid on Lucas can't get me [Hook] Take me down to the Paradise City Where we all smoke green and the girls are pretty (yep) Even with no makeup on (Yeah 'cause you don't need that makeup) Take me back to the time and the place Where the music still rocks and the people weren't fake Oh won't you please let me ohh Just let me oh, just let me [Verse 2] Get a lump in my throat when I think of what could be More specifically it's really what should be Exude confidence, elude arrogance Venn diagram's dead no comparisons So jaded, but amazing like Aerosmith My sweet emotions telling me to get a therapist Already got one, her name is hip-hop And I'ma love that bitch till my heart stops Hitchcock mystery, I'm tryna make some history Want my kids to have a world that doesn't love misery Already got the company, Black Pais all day My fan base drives me, you are why I'm on pace Raise the bar, so high that it is humbling I never liked limbo, reminded me of Gumby Dodging all the blockheads, poking at my options The song ain't even done but I'm thinking how to top this [Hook] Take me down to the Paradise City (Paradise City) Where we all smoke green and the girls are pretty (Mister Peter Muth) Even with no makeup on (Yeah you don't need that makeup) Take me back to the time and place Where the music still rocks and the people weren't fake (and the people weren't fake motherfucker) Oh won't you please let me ohh (just let me oh, and just let me oh) Take me down to the Paradise City Where we all smoke green and the girls are pretty Even with no makeup on (Yeah 'cause you don't need that makeup) Take me back to the time and the place (time and place) Where the music still rocks and the people weren't fake (no more) Oh won't you please let me ohh (And just let me oh, and just let me oh)