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Hard In The Paint (feat. Speech, 1 Love, Numonics & Sly5thAve)

by Arrested Development

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Hip Hop had come full circle It started with the gangs in New York And ended in the gangs of LA But just at that moment Along came a new force in Hip Hop From where you'd least expect it Arrested Development lead by Speech Emerged from the cloud of dirt On a Georgia dust track With some southern fried hip hop And the funk of redemption And the grammy goes to Go head bruh Tennessee Arrested Development They said our songs was more singing and less hip hoping Now days I say its more corporate run than Disk jocking Oriville Reddinbacher The more corn The more popping While I was busy chart topping The only toppins you was doing was for Pizza shopping So many people have never tried anything but they still knock it Industry closing doors on me But I'm Still knocking Finicky posers supposedly got me with nil options But I see different optics Palm trees deep in the Tropics Wifey bikini clad & super bad Dark chocolate skin its decadent to even look at that Much less taste it Angel food cake hips Worshipping her beautiful backside like its Sacred We do this husband wife thing like its Ape *ish We share traits with apes bout 98 percent She said I do, I said I cherish you Cuz you're my everything Ninety-eight degrees HOTNESS - feel the heat Going hard in the paint No more messing around man naw I ain't, messing around Going hard in the paint No more messing around man no Going hard in the paint No more messing around man naw I ain't, messing around Going hard in the paint No more messing around man no Messing around Messing around No I ain't I'm in your town In your town Hard in the paint Messing around Messing around No I ain't Taking you down Taking you down They said our songs was more singing And less hip hoping Lets call it singing We still harder than you You off topic Stop it I embrace melody But not WAP hits So now keep telling me Who is more compellingly in line With what Hip hop is Three decades long strong songs not pop hits Blasting off on the powers that be just like a rocket Yeah we rock it Fans they cop it With ancient wisdoms Like Egyptians The christian coptics Money and nonsense In every way a profit When you hop in the bandwagon And talk about us Like a hot potato Drop it The pain facts is you act Like you in the cock pit But you cant be Cuz its only me I look to try left and my right I see clouds in my horizon Future is bright Ready to fight like Mike Tyson I'm Luther with the Jheri curl Single minded like an unmarried girl For real Going hard in the paint No more messing around man naw I ain't, messing around Going hard in the paint No more messing around man no Going hard in the paint No more messing around man naw I ain't, messing around Going hard in the paint No more messing around man no Messing around Messing around No I ain't I'm in your town In your town Hard in the paint Messing around Messing around No I ain't Taking you down Taking you down Hard in the paint like Shaq Hard in the paint like Penny We go harder than Jack We go harder than Kenny Hard in the paint like Pat Hard in the paint like Remy Ain't got no purple pack Just some Runtz and some Henny Only blunts and a semi A couple stunts in a Hemi I just want to be trendy So I listen intently Man these fakers ain't friendly All this smiling offend me Cause their only pretending While I'm strongly ascending Hard in the paint like crack Look how it left my city Broken, grimy and gritty Times as hard as Rum Nitty Somewhere shiny and spiffy Gucci, Prada and Fendi In the drive thru at Wendy's In a burgundy Bentley Years if writing, plus twenty Thinking they would commend me Man, these verses are curses My own families against me Before I'm riding in hearses, Their researching my history Trying to find all the answers, To reasons why they resent me It's s my effortless flow That's the source of their envy Its AD One Love They study us plenty Going hard in the paint No more messing around man naw I ain't, messing around Going hard in the paint No more messing around man no Going hard in the paint No more messing around man naw I ain't, messing around Going hard in the paint No more messing around man no No more messing around no 'we hard here in the paint No more messing around no 'we hard here in the paint Hard in the paint

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