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Performed By: Hell's Paradise
Language: English
Length: 4:15
Written by: Chris Sell, Moontally Sorn




Hell's Paradise - Paradise Lyrics




You got a crib in the Hamptons
Rich white folks toast Dom Perignon, cus now they your neighbors (Yeah)
Stress about bills, no longer will be anything major
Sounds like a life everybody would, everybody would wanna favor
Sounds like a night like back in 05 run into the crib take anything that we favored
Every day and night getting catered cus you want too
But a home cook meal sounds better in my menu
Somethings better when it's simple
Whole hood out we still in the lot
Parking lot pimpin got girls down the block
Still got a bucket and a mop
Hoes have no strings attached, family tied by the knot, like bounce

Bounce Bounce Bounce Bounce

Never thought I be alone, in a city where I call my home
Money always been an issue, magazines for the pistols
West Center been the cut deep scars in my tissue
Still you never called back
You can have the last laugh, I guess
I'll have the last text, feel like a pawn against a queen with a big chess (All Good)
I stand for the people who be scared to say something
Second class living thinking 1st ave crowed
I'll never work in an office (Wait)
You're only on fire in an office (Late)
Always thought about the profit
Passed on when I'm in a casket, God damnit
Can't stop thinking so tragic, maybe cus I know the possibilities are endless
Paradise still includes work
Pine trees turn to palm trees, one day it'll all transform
Tell me what you came for
Turn around you following steps that are not yours
This your paradise

(Yeah)
I swear if I had it all
None of y'all would be in no debt
None of y'all have to pay no cent
All of y'all be riding in a Benz
All y'all bank account full of Benjamins
More dapper than the maf*cking president
And I don't expect a single dime in return
I just want yo word
That money won't divide us
Only thang it does is collide us
And provide us
With every single thang that we need
I just hope it don't turn out to be greed
Please can you tell me that you agree
I could care less about the money or the house
Remember where you came from, otherwise I'm out, Bounce

Bounce Bounce Bounce Bounce

(Yeah)
All I wanna see is you smile
Worthwhile, for my heart
Thats all I real wanted from the start
Pursuit of happiness (Yeah)
No doubt we on the same road
Man I'm happy in my lane
You should feel the same about yours
Rich or poor, peace or war
Get back up when you hit that floor
Just remember what you worked so hard for
Silver spoons was never found in my drawers
Had to eat with my damn bare hands
People nowadays, could never understand
Fruit soy sauce and just a little rice
Man back then that shit was life
If I had to do it all again
Man, I wouldn't change a god damn thang
Man, I wouldn't change god damn thang

Yo I got it
Whatchu got
I got no one when I was empty
My hands full with no hands to feed me
I only had hands when it came to fighting
Float like a butterfly strike like lightening
You mean like Sting like A Bee
Nah, I ain't Mohammed Ali but Rest In Peace
Matter fact Rest In Peace to our enemies
Remember when we was rolling up, going back, never holding back
I remember that, out the whip, with the wooden bat
Like somebody about to get crack
Like somebody about to get smashed
Off 4 tires like somebody about to get jacked
When you think karma gonna strike back
I guess that's where paradise leads us at (Yeah)
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You got a crib in the Hamptons
Rich white folks toast Dom Perignon, cus now they your neighbors (Yeah)
Stress about bills, no longer will be anything major
Sounds like a life everybody would, everybody would wanna favor
Sounds like a night like back in 05 run into the crib take anything that we favored
Every day and night getting catered cus you want too
But a home cook meal sounds better in my menu
Somethings better when it's simple
Whole hood out we still in the lot
Parking lot pimpin got girls down the block
Still got a bucket and a mop
Hoes have no strings attached, family tied by the knot, like bounce

Bounce Bounce Bounce Bounce

Never thought I be alone, in a city where I call my home
Money always been an issue, magazines for the pistols
West Center been the cut deep scars in my tissue
Still you never called back
You can have the last laugh, I guess
I'll have the last text, feel like a pawn against a queen with a big chess (All Good)
I stand for the people who be scared to say something
Second class living thinking 1st ave crowed
I'll never work in an office (Wait)
You're only on fire in an office (Late)
Always thought about the profit
Passed on when I'm in a casket, God damnit
Can't stop thinking so tragic, maybe cus I know the possibilities are endless
Paradise still includes work
Pine trees turn to palm trees, one day it'll all transform
Tell me what you came for
Turn around you following steps that are not yours
This your paradise

(Yeah)
I swear if I had it all
None of y'all would be in no debt
None of y'all have to pay no cent
All of y'all be riding in a Benz
All y'all bank account full of Benjamins
More dapper than the maf*cking president
And I don't expect a single dime in return
I just want yo word
That money won't divide us
Only thang it does is collide us
And provide us
With every single thang that we need
I just hope it don't turn out to be greed
Please can you tell me that you agree
I could care less about the money or the house
Remember where you came from, otherwise I'm out, Bounce

Bounce Bounce Bounce Bounce

(Yeah)
All I wanna see is you smile
Worthwhile, for my heart
Thats all I real wanted from the start
Pursuit of happiness (Yeah)
No doubt we on the same road
Man I'm happy in my lane
You should feel the same about yours
Rich or poor, peace or war
Get back up when you hit that floor
Just remember what you worked so hard for
Silver spoons was never found in my drawers
Had to eat with my damn bare hands
People nowadays, could never understand
Fruit soy sauce and just a little rice
Man back then that shit was life
If I had to do it all again
Man, I wouldn't change a god damn thang
Man, I wouldn't change god damn thang

Yo I got it
Whatchu got
I got no one when I was empty
My hands full with no hands to feed me
I only had hands when it came to fighting
Float like a butterfly strike like lightening
You mean like Sting like A Bee
Nah, I ain't Mohammed Ali but Rest In Peace
Matter fact Rest In Peace to our enemies
Remember when we was rolling up, going back, never holding back
I remember that, out the whip, with the wooden bat
Like somebody about to get crack
Like somebody about to get smashed
Off 4 tires like somebody about to get jacked
When you think karma gonna strike back
I guess that's where paradise leads us at (Yeah)
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Writer: Chris Sell, Moontally Sorn
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