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aRcane The Waterhogger - Paradigm Flow Lyrics



aRcane The Waterhogger - Paradigm Flow Lyrics
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Money, money, money, money, it's all I hear in rap songs, I swear they all dummies
When I rap about this real shit, they swear it's all funny
Live in the land of the free, but where's my milk and honey
Got something for you to ponder, so get your rhymes up
Better get your life right before your time's up
They ain't gonna listen to this, so why you wasting your time, bruh
Well somebody in the game, gotta keep it honest
They have no honor, so I hit em with that llama
Bout to shut shit down, so I'm dropping bombs, bruh
With this shit, on repeat, ain't no way to meet defeat
I'm a god, capital G, ain't no devils f*cking with me
Live in the land of the beast, black nigga, white tee, mistress, wifey
Quick to shoot like Spike Lee, black angels walking with me
Yeah, my pants got a crease, I'm the man on these beats
Son of God, where's my sheep
Break bread with a nigga, why you acting so cheap
I gets no TLC, that's why I creep in the night like a thief
Yeah, they love my prophecies
I make the devil get on his knees and say his Hail Marys
Arcane to great, yeah, he full of grace
How I'm supposed to prosper with a garden full of snakes
The speakers in my trunk, making the earth shake
Your favorite rapper sweeter than a frosted flake
I don't have a problem with homos
I have a problem with cowards
And if he was a real man, he wouldn't be in the closet
Trying to get my money, past a couple thousand
Trying to get away from the wicked and maybe cop a island
Oh, you mad cause I'm styling
Would you rather me wilding
Yeah, you dudes is funny, like Jimmy Fallon
I do this for my baby girl, trying to give her the world
And show her life is more than just diamonds and pearls
Life is more than what you see on TV
I give it to you realistic like 3D
And I don't need no likes, I don't need no retweets
All I need is one mic and a dope ass beat
Ain't no hook on this, ain't no concept when I spit
But I be dropping jewels that'll make ya soul rich
Cause I still got mine, I never sold it
Who am I to give it away when God let me hold it
Old spit, new spit, let me hear you spit
Exactly what I thought, I'm the truest
I play rappers like board games, call them clueless
I thought you was my apostle, but you Judas
You sold your soul for a dollar while I was studying Kabbalah
Nobody schooled you like a scholar, so I let it ride like Impalas
You saying 40's and New 30, got niggas acting childish
So I guess niggas in they 20's should be on that wild shit
Bust a head now shit, jump in the crowd shit
Smoking on that loud stick, I bet your mama the proudest
I listen to they rhymes, how they encourage crime
Instead of using they mind, they rather do it for the vine
When you live in my world, ain't no such thing as time
I don't follow the rules, I follow the paradigm
Like a orb, I'm a shine, my old beliefs are dying
Leaving my demons behind, they all weak and crying
I ain't trying to get signed, I'm just looking for a sign
Want beef, I'm prime, the whole world is mine
You ain't gotta believe that I'm right, cause this is my life
No obligation to fight
I'm a work of light
As past, present, future, I'm a tutor, let me school ya
Hey young world, I'm not Rick, but I'm a ruler
I can't pretend I'm them, cause I'm way more cooler
Giving you the real, while they really trying to fool ya
Who ya, do ya, do me, I'ma sue ya
They love the way I talk, but they hate my maneuvers
You one hit wonders
I'ma call y'all flukers
If this is Star Wars
Where the f*ck is Lucas
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English

Money, money, money, money, it's all I hear in rap songs, I swear they all dummies
When I rap about this real shit, they swear it's all funny
Live in the land of the free, but where's my milk and honey
Got something for you to ponder, so get your rhymes up
Better get your life right before your time's up
They ain't gonna listen to this, so why you wasting your time, bruh
Well somebody in the game, gotta keep it honest
They have no honor, so I hit em with that llama
Bout to shut shit down, so I'm dropping bombs, bruh
With this shit, on repeat, ain't no way to meet defeat
I'm a god, capital G, ain't no devils f*cking with me
Live in the land of the beast, black nigga, white tee, mistress, wifey
Quick to shoot like Spike Lee, black angels walking with me
Yeah, my pants got a crease, I'm the man on these beats
Son of God, where's my sheep
Break bread with a nigga, why you acting so cheap
I gets no TLC, that's why I creep in the night like a thief
Yeah, they love my prophecies
I make the devil get on his knees and say his Hail Marys
Arcane to great, yeah, he full of grace
How I'm supposed to prosper with a garden full of snakes
The speakers in my trunk, making the earth shake
Your favorite rapper sweeter than a frosted flake
I don't have a problem with homos
I have a problem with cowards
And if he was a real man, he wouldn't be in the closet
Trying to get my money, past a couple thousand
Trying to get away from the wicked and maybe cop a island
Oh, you mad cause I'm styling
Would you rather me wilding
Yeah, you dudes is funny, like Jimmy Fallon
I do this for my baby girl, trying to give her the world
And show her life is more than just diamonds and pearls
Life is more than what you see on TV
I give it to you realistic like 3D
And I don't need no likes, I don't need no retweets
All I need is one mic and a dope ass beat
Ain't no hook on this, ain't no concept when I spit
But I be dropping jewels that'll make ya soul rich
Cause I still got mine, I never sold it
Who am I to give it away when God let me hold it
Old spit, new spit, let me hear you spit
Exactly what I thought, I'm the truest
I play rappers like board games, call them clueless
I thought you was my apostle, but you Judas
You sold your soul for a dollar while I was studying Kabbalah
Nobody schooled you like a scholar, so I let it ride like Impalas
You saying 40's and New 30, got niggas acting childish
So I guess niggas in they 20's should be on that wild shit
Bust a head now shit, jump in the crowd shit
Smoking on that loud stick, I bet your mama the proudest
I listen to they rhymes, how they encourage crime
Instead of using they mind, they rather do it for the vine
When you live in my world, ain't no such thing as time
I don't follow the rules, I follow the paradigm
Like a orb, I'm a shine, my old beliefs are dying
Leaving my demons behind, they all weak and crying
I ain't trying to get signed, I'm just looking for a sign
Want beef, I'm prime, the whole world is mine
You ain't gotta believe that I'm right, cause this is my life
No obligation to fight
I'm a work of light
As past, present, future, I'm a tutor, let me school ya
Hey young world, I'm not Rick, but I'm a ruler
I can't pretend I'm them, cause I'm way more cooler
Giving you the real, while they really trying to fool ya
Who ya, do ya, do me, I'ma sue ya
They love the way I talk, but they hate my maneuvers
You one hit wonders
I'ma call y'all flukers
If this is Star Wars
Where the f*ck is Lucas
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Writer: Royce Faulk
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Performed By: aRcane The Waterhogger
Language: English
Length: 3:57
Written by: Royce Faulk

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