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Topical-Topic -troubles in paradise
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Empire has ACCEPTED this battle on 08-19-04 11:40 PM.

My paradise is the hood and there always trouble in my paradise so check it.........


A ganstas paradise unequaled in pleasure but costing
Bulletwounds street pressure dead homies in coffins
Hoes to fuck still ducking cuffs from law enforcement
Try to bubble but in the struggle troubles exhausting
Females hit me like E-mails measurements thick as molasses
Tittites firm stomach flat thick in they hips,lips and asses
But they brothers want something mad that i bone her
She a ho go low blow niggas ask i disown her
Now you see he mad over the game that i thrown her
So he wanna zone grab his chrome drunk off coranas
I hold the beam tight cuz feens tight i cut back on they credit
So they snitching her brother still bitching im ready to set it
And my pride deep inside wont allow me to dead it
It aint over soldier till im surronded by paramedics
P.O madd say im doing bad i need to seek employment
But im high all the time keep forgetting appointments
My homies all gone passed on and the rest is in prison
No time for dreaming niggas scheme in my vision
I was good the hood aint popped in a minute
I guess this the game last week them lames was in scrimmage
So much beef gotta hold heat still i love it here
This my block still pop this paradise if you thug for real