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MOTO HEAVEN Video (MV)




Performed By: Paris Williams
Language: English
Length: 2:45
Written by: Quordrece Williams




Paris Williams - MOTO HEAVEN Lyrics




It's hubris in the both every time a nigga come to spit
Cautious where you step
Watch for me and my conglomerate
I'm Brutus watch your neck
The only thing that I come to split
Don't talk about a check
I tell the truth like what's a Euphemism
I'm not too pretentious all intent
I gotta get it stupid
I got used to tire twisting
Pushing fumes out from my engines
Like a Vaudevillian
I've been riding round with henchman
Trying to take a break from sinning
Dressed in this Death Precision

Been trying to get away
I've been skirting on the turf
Searching for better days
Burning rubber leaving fire on the interstate
I shine like jewelry
Make em say heavens sakes

If you don't like me come kill me
Life tried a couple times
Give a new meaning for saying
I'm trying to free my mind
The clock ticking
I'm fiddling trying to tally the difference
When everything just got sticky
And I had Angels on me
Niggas switching it get tricky just like SSX
Dedicated to the honest
Please put the rest to death
Posers need a pocket full of posies
Cover up the stench
I've been gazing in the mirror
Trying to find out what a prophet is

Been trying to get away
I've been skirting on the turf
Searching for better days
Burning rubber leaving fire on the interstate
I shine like jewelry
Make em say heavens sakes
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It's hubris in the both every time a nigga come to spit
Cautious where you step
Watch for me and my conglomerate
I'm Brutus watch your neck
The only thing that I come to split
Don't talk about a check
I tell the truth like what's a Euphemism
I'm not too pretentious all intent
I gotta get it stupid
I got used to tire twisting
Pushing fumes out from my engines
Like a Vaudevillian
I've been riding round with henchman
Trying to take a break from sinning
Dressed in this Death Precision

Been trying to get away
I've been skirting on the turf
Searching for better days
Burning rubber leaving fire on the interstate
I shine like jewelry
Make em say heavens sakes

If you don't like me come kill me
Life tried a couple times
Give a new meaning for saying
I'm trying to free my mind
The clock ticking
I'm fiddling trying to tally the difference
When everything just got sticky
And I had Angels on me
Niggas switching it get tricky just like SSX
Dedicated to the honest
Please put the rest to death
Posers need a pocket full of posies
Cover up the stench
I've been gazing in the mirror
Trying to find out what a prophet is

Been trying to get away
I've been skirting on the turf
Searching for better days
Burning rubber leaving fire on the interstate
I shine like jewelry
Make em say heavens sakes
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Writer: Quordrece Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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