You are a child of the sun, you come from the sun, and that is something true with the Earth also... your relationship with the Earth is so deep, and the Earth is in you and this is something not very difficult, much less difficult then philosophy.

Thích Nhất Hạnh

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Paranoid
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(Young Chop on the beat!)
Band Camp
 
Yeah, it's crazy 'cause, man I was like
I saw one of these yeas shootin' in the corner
Damn, this ***** really shootin' in the corner
All the little kids n' ****, everybody runnin'
He shot the whole van up and I'm like damn
And we dipped
 
I be so paranoid
I hear these *****s tryin' to **** with me
Real ****, I know I got enemies
I can't let them *****s enter me
I ain't scared to die *****
I'll take your life *****
**** it shoot 'em down *****
A hundred rounds 'll put you down, *****
 
Montana!
 
I be the hottest ***** out my city
Hit you with some ****, you never sign no *******
Know a ***** shinin' all my diamonds 3D
I hit a lick, I'm worth a couple million
That car near 400 thou *****
That top drop like Pacquiao *****
I hit up K.O.D. and left a hundred in it
Hundred on my watch I'm shining every minute
They caught him on that corner, left a hundred in him
*****s goin' broke, that'll never be me
Paranoia, got me watchin' lawyer
Molly water, I'm way too sober
 
I be so paranoid
I hear these *****s tryin' to **** with me
Real ****, I know I got enemies
I can't let them *****s enter me
I ain't scared to die *****
I'll take your life *****
**** it shoot 'em down *****
A hundred rounds 'll put you down, *****
 
And I made a mill in 30 minutes
And I'm ridin', clip with 30 in it
And your head, I put 'bout 30 in it
When them shots hit him, it's Choppa Down *****
I've been sober, paranoia
That baking soda, could help your boy out
Get your head blown off your body for a verse
When that choppa hit 'em *****s yellin' holy mercy
Bloody murder, go and dig the dirt out
Choppers ringin' didn't let 'em get a word out
Probably talkin' 'bout nothin' you done heard 'bout
*****s gettin' smoked, *****es gettin' turned out
 
I be so paranoid
I hear these *****s tryin' to **** with me
Real ****, I know I got enemies
I can't let them *****s enter me
I ain't scared to die *****
I'll take your life *****
**** it shoot 'em down *****
A hundred rounds 'll put you down, *****
 
I be so paranoid
I hear these *****s tryin' to **** with me
Real ****, I know I got enemies
I can't let them *****s enter me
I ain't scared to die *****
I'll take your life *****
**** it shoot 'em down *****
A hundred rounds 'll put you down, *****