YOUTUBE (Watch)
GOEAR (Listen)
Paris tabs
911TABS (Chords)
LAST.FM
Paris Picture
There is more than one artist with this name: 1) Paris(real name Oscar Jackson, Jr.; born October 29, 1967 in California) is a hip hop artist from San Francisco known for his militantly confrontational rapping, and especially the controversial track "Bush Killa."After earning a degree in economics from University of California-Davis, Paris founded Scarface Records but released his first single with Tommy Boy Records. "The Devil Made Me Do It"was his critically acclaimed debut 1990 LP; the title track was banned by MTV. Paris' 1992 follow-up, "Sleeping With the Enemy", was not released due to the anti-George H. W. Bush track "Bush Killa"and the album's insert, featuring the artist waiting behind a tree, holding an assault rifle, as the president is waving to the crowd.

Similar Artists

Spilt Milk (feat. Capelton) Lyrics

Paris

f/ Capelton



* send corrections to the typist



Yeah...still ridin'...we still ridin'...P-Dog

Nigga we without flaws you comin' without balls

Still down for the cause...P-Dog...now who really raw?...Bitch



Boom Boom in the night - so now we fight

Caps peel, piggies squeal - who wrong or right?

Street soldier kill em slow - homicidal

We dogs in a sea of bitches - ain't crack a smile

Soundin' off the battle cry - we draw the line

Fuck around and crack his spine - for all his crimes

Bitch devil still ain't learned - just like his pops

Wanna make these bullets burn - with twenty shots

Propogators of the peace - we never ceased

But never listened to our pleas - so now he bleeds

Like Oaklahoma city Timmy - It won't be pretty

Catch him in a subcomittee - and have no pity

Look at all the people we got - with Sonic Jihad

Last Cell never see us - now what you thouht?

Swervin to these dj mixes - we ridin' sixes

AMG with chrome centers - twenty inches

East coast west coast - we stay composed

Love us everywhere we goes - the people know

Holdin' down the shit we buildin' - Guerrilla Funk

Even though the milk is spillin' - I'm in your trunk holla



[Chorus] w/ Capelton



Ridin' dirty through they downtown feelin no love around town

Now some be tryin' to clown but how many can hold they ground now

Labels be abusive confusin with what they choosin'

And these stations mistakenly contemplatin' us losin'

We bruisin' all these faulty ass critics - and these emcees

That coward ass rap shitted - they wannabes

Labels never made the culture - you got it twisted

So recognize these fuckin' vultures - and where they fit in



[Chorus] w/ Capelton



Now tell me how many devils prone - to do me wrong

Try to fit they mittens on - my provalone

The radio'll never play it - we never heard

They only love us killin niggas, and slangin birds

Guerrillafunk.com - we keep it bomb

Give the people what they want - with every song

With raw shit we keep it mannish - don't get it twisted

And motherfuck these cowards plans - we keep upliftin'



[Chorus] w/ Capelton


75bd42804d1f5644dd83453dfa96e1e8