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letra de paradise - christopher love

[chorus]
paradise. paradise, paradise
paradise. it’s me, myself, & i
paradise. paradise, paradise
paradise. it’s me, myself, & i
paradise. it’s my paradise, it’s my paradise
it’s me, myself, & i
paradise. paradise, paradise
paradise. it’s me, myself, & i

[verse 1: christopher love]
i don’t wanna die to live in people’s eyes
i don’t want to fall just so my name can rise
i’m ancient, cosmic ent-ty
you wasn’t feelin me, you still ain’t feelin me f-ck it
better not f-ck with me when i kick the bucket
i’m tired when you n-gga make stupid -ssumptions
your perception does not define me
fight me, you don’t know me blow me
you can’t slow me down
you ops can’t stop my g*nius
stop tryna vacuum my p-n-s
i’m never lyin, i’m king, you b-tches hyenas
don’t leave your residue, in my residence
i’m the revenant, your sh-t is not definite
too many already hated from the start
it’s time to finish
two miles a minute, i’m infinite
no limits, no games, no gimmicks n-gga
i don’t give a d-mn about your vision, i don’t give a d-mn
when i snap, i don’t chat
i’ll hit your face then i’ll book it
in an instant man (no instagram)
don’t search the net for my flix
don’t worry about my b-tch
let me stay in my mothaf-ckin paradise
i’m lonely
that’s a paradox, with no care in sight
hungry
food & p-rn is the only way to help soothe my soul
float like a b-tterfly bite like a b-tch
this is the only way that i should live
these n-ggas be talkin
they always be talkin
music is the only f-ck that i should give

[chorus]

[verse 2: darian smith jr]
stepping on a warm cement, legs ashy
sun, beaming on my skin voice raspy
morning wind, blowing on my face, time’s p-ssing
blunt sparked. two drags deep. move cl-ssy
asking, me if i need to take a minute
f-ck nah, i got more than enough time to find myself will ever i finish?
i got a deep mind, with a bunch of thoughts tinted
n-gga could you please back up man all yall fruitless
i got the juice and yall fall truthless
me, myself, & even i that’s three times more powerful whenever i’m secluded
hard leaves you with soft -ss clueless
deep rooted in the fam tree, i’m an offspring of fighters so my hands go stupid
regardless, i’m far too lucid
blunt sparks, two drags, deep feels nice
stress free, sinking in my seat, i’m headed on a flight towards

[chorus]

- christopher love

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