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letra de paradise - justin torres

[prod. by taylor king]

[verse 1: vanity]
i learn to never question, live and learnin’ lessons
forgive me i been leanin’ on the need of my aggresion
i guess i can’t help it
it’s a gift and a, mmm.. i wouldn’t call it curse
the other day i seen a homeless holdin’ signs of hope
saying “people smile, it could always be worse”
and at that very moment, i let go of my stress
tell me how far would you go, how far would you cross to be blessed
in a world full of chaos, sayonara to all of you praying change
i’m tired seeing struggle cuddle every single corner
tell me lord are they really the ones to blame?
but who am i to judge? faith that everything happens for a reason?
can i live for love maybe for a season?
or will i become the people’s beacon so be it, but can you all forsee it?
p-ssion in my presence, present in perception
pain pays attention but the cost is expensive
live like your last, fight to be first
leader to your peers, swim in their fears
put yourself in their shoes till it all seems clear
as a king what’s my worth?
when it’s all said and done, my plan would it work?
forbidden apple, the taste bitter sweet
tell me, life ain’t cheap, why you livin’ carefree?
forbidden apple, the taste bitter sweet
tell me, life ain’t cheap, why you livin’ carefree?
king

[verse 2: young nov]
you ain’t see me who you thought i was, houdini?
rappers must have been dreaming
thots must have been sleeping
i ain’t leaving with no reason every second has a meaning
i do what i believe in never do without believing
scripture verses biblical, every line original
never needed a costume to feel invisible
first things first i’m the last one to ridicule
an artist at his prime, but a legend in beginning too
underestimated, over dedicated
work harder than the man who said that he made it
i’m tryna put food down on the dinner table
where my mother wouldn’t work cause her life stable
crying in the middle of the living room
praying to god for a blessing is it coming soon?
heard wise words, from a wise man
if you have nothing to live for you better die then
16 left and i haven’t even started yet
n-ggas decorated and seasonal like an ornament
i ain’t with the back and forth talking like an argument
if anything’s to be settled for, i’m not to bargain with
stop stressing, start blessing and that’s the message
i thought i never had anything till i got attention
they say they loving me but i never feel the affection
slowly accepting, i’m not an exception
well tell me where the exit is
fighting off my demons removing them like an exorcist
searching for the paradise but found where the devil is
am i counting all of my blessings or all the sins i did
stand back and witness this isn’t entertainment
look b, see? this isn’t for cavemen
reaching for the stars far from a sp-ceman
vision all tinted like a n-gga wearing ray bans

[verse 3: justin torres]
this is everything you all project me to be
what you expect me to be, the heart is cold of an angel to be
you was not a saint but an angel to me
you wore h-rns but a halo to me, what an angle to see
your love is backwards, evil
you used it as a weapon, lethal
heart broken i told myself i don’t need this
finally started pickin’ up the pieces
meditating in a higher state
smoke to get into a higher place
heart changin’ to a higher pace, you could’ve saved me
didn’t know when you said i love you it meant you hate me
still if you should hit me up, i always listen
thoughts of us gettin’ back together i always question
these are the thoughts of a man, livin’ with regrets and
hope he doesn’t take ’em to the grave, d-mn
i used to look into the mirror and i never saw the same man
everybody loves now like my name was ray, fam
they be like “jewlz is a great man”
and you don’t even feel my pain man
i pray to god bout my father and beg to never be the same man
this sh-t is f-ckin’ with my brain man
it’s crazy how this sh-t is soundin’ like it’s the same, it’s the same man
that’s how i’m feelin’ every minute of the f-ckin’ day man
i’m stickin’ to the game plan
become the greatest, and, enter the matrix land
escapin’ with no escape route
locked in my own mind no way out
am i a god or just a duplicate?
either way i leave a booth in a mess
some things aren’t for you to get it
i hope that when you forgive me that you forget
zero

- justin torres

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