Paris - Brutal Lyrics
[Paris]Paris is my name, I flows with easeCash checks, breaks necks and wrecks MC'swho ain't down with the sound of the Panther MovementIntense is a serious answerThe mic goes into labor you freeze upEnveloped by the style that sounds so ROUGHRehearsal weak verses potent as cyanideA million and a half shot keepin you highBut I don't sell cause what you're sellin is never soldor dealed by the REAL mack brothers of oldNaw, I just devise a wise new formulato keep you in tune without sellin my soulIn 1930, it all beganwith a movement comprised of intelligent black menLed by Allah in the form of Faradbut later by the last true prophet of GodElijah, Muhammad, a dominant black leaderof The Lost/Found Asiatic PackAnd later by Malcolm, whose point was straightStressing a black nationalistic stateof self-sufficiency on a mission hestressed thrift and pride and good senseKilled in cold blood but the shit ain't done withSwitch to Oaktown, '66See Huey Newton, and Cleveland SealeSons of Malcolm with intent to killand end the brutality inflicted on us by copsBest believe I won't stopteachin science in step with FarrakhanDrop a dope bomb, word to IslamKeeps my brothers up on it cause I'm blackand now you know, I'm BRUTAL{*explosion*Callin all brothers to order, P-Dog'll slaughterstomp rip and choke those who thought ayoung black man wasn't capable of the intellectof gainin respect, without sellin so CHECKI'm Paris, six feet two, deadly as icebut twice as nice with, the power to fight boySo listen I'm tellin y'all, the warnin the Final CallWe're headin, for Armageddeon, it's like thatThe government's policy see is tactical genocideHow many must die, chasin a chemical high?How much, killin and murderin mayhem more can we standbefore we fold black man, so take a standListen up drug dealer - whassup with that?Hope I don't bust a cap, straight in your MOTHER*****IN assFor pushin poison to youth, I'm through with talkin I'm steppin upwith gat point blank at your mother*****in mugI'm, P-R-O, B-L-A-C-KStompin and crushin to mush, any lush, in my wayI'm educated and strong, always right and no wrongwith many bullets of a Bensonhurst, come on alongIt's like that y'all, and I won't QUITKeepin y'all fresh on the movement tipWith F.O.I. at my side, we're never slippin or napWe always come sick-wid-it, bustin serious capsThere's no, bullshit, and yo look, this is the danger zoneYou shouldn't have stepped to it, you shouldn't have come aloneYou shouldn't have ever thought, the movement was softDon't you know P-Dog'll never stopI'm BRUTAL!
