(feat. Stephen Marley, Black Thought)
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[Black Thought Speaking]
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And yes y'all, you now rocking with the best
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Black Thought from the legendary Roots crew in the flesh
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I split up in here with the brothers from the Marley family
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Creston--we gon' say it for y'all
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[Stephen Marley]
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She loves to party, have a good time
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She looks so hearty, feeling fine
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She loves to smoke, sometimes shifting coke
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Hey...she'd be laughing when there ain't no joke
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[Chorus: Stephen Marley]
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Pimpa's paradise! that's all she was now
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Pimpa's paradise! that's all she was
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Pimpa's paradise! that's all she was now
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Pimpa's paradise! that's all she was
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[Verse 1]
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Cause coke was a thing that once she first try
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Was once a blue moon to once a blue sky
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Now she's wondering who else wants to go buy
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She don't got no money and wants to get high
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Story sounds familiar,
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Like born to be wild but she sillier
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Not quite the same, but she similar
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A waste of my sarsaparilla
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Used to look good in the videos, now she look hideous
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Now it's broken crack pipes with lipstick traces
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Walks the cold nights red district places
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She seen more hotels than my tour suitcases
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More male customers than Old Navy's
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She love lime light more than John Swaby's
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Seen more miles than a Rent-A-Avis
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She don't slow down then someday maybe
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She lost and can't find her way to safety
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[Chorus Repeats]
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[Black Thought]
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Check it out
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She keep her head up in the space like a satellite
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Because she got an insatiable appetite
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For staying out late nights with all the parasites
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Plotting on a way to cop a little piece of paradise
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Her dignity the only thing that she could sacrifice
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Just get the monkey off her back and she'd be back in line
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Five minutes she stay on the move,
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She'd done smoked up the stone that the builder refused
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All coked up alone, she ain't even in tune
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And it's sad cause she ain't really have a reason to use
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She was pretty girl
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Cleaner than the Board of Health
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Studied and enjoyed herself, I don't know what drove her to avoid herself
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Destroyed herself and took a taste of the yay'
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And now she on the track, working while she wasting away
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It's safe to say, she looking for a someplace to stay
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Who ever got a little paper to play
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Can get a slice of this...
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[Chorus Repeats]
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[Verse 2]
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For no reason a seasoned splif was the first thing
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One spring season while she's out flirting
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Now she season in and don't need rehearsing
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Esteem get a beating, life is uncertain
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Ego need feeding, now the wants worsen
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Beneath the demons she's a warm person
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When she's not fiending, swearing and cursing
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Behind the curtains, she's really hurting
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And while her people don't even trust her at home
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The dealer dem grin and cook the rocks down
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And she without sin will spark the first stone
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The feeling kicks in she's in the dark zone
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Old friends walk pass going 'bout their own
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As if she is someone that they don't know
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Then the King of Kings lift her off the floor
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Saying, "Life is a thing when you learn you grow."
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[Chorus Repeats]
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[Verse 3]
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She rise and she fall like a star
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Her life write off like a car
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Her face full of all kinda scar
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Always quick fi start a war
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She can't keep herself up to par
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She plays like a broken guitar
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She always want tek it too far
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I doubt she a-go mek it too far
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She rise and she fall like a star
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Her life write off like a car
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Her face full of all kinda scar
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Always quick fi start a war
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She can't keep herself up to par
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She plays like a broken guitar
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She always want tek it too far
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Mi wonder how she mek it so far
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Pimpa's Paradise
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Damian "Junior Gong" Marley |