Ded Mic - BACK TO PARIS Lyrics
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    BACK TO PARIS

    [Verse 1]

    Pour me some gin, fill it up
    Yeah just put it all in
    Popping the bottle ain't no thing
    I was gone but now I'm in
    Man, I'm just here for the week
    And I've missed you all ain't that sweet
    Rock it, it's deep
    I came for the party, let's get it started
    We ain't gonna be discreet
    Cause I'm back, like Eminem with platinum plaques
    Like 50 with a full six pack
    Brace for impact, ah yeah, that's that
    Gin and juice sipping
    My old friends I've been missing
    Everyone is waiting
    Holding up a drink and
    I'm feeling my head spin
    That it be the pack of 6' 4
    Or it be the hash from Morocco
    Everything around me slow mo
    Let me get more, let's go
    There might have been something put in my drink
    When I'm asking they're smiling and denying
    Thinking that I might just buy it, riot
    Everyone around is fighting

    And I'm just dancing on my own
    Get that shit blown
    Seven in the morn' trying see who I can bone

    Check it when I'm back in Paris
    I'm back on the map, plot twist
    I'm back for more, Oliver Twist
    Just a couple nights and that's it
    I take my time (Like that)
    Easing my mind (Like that)
    I'm glad I've made it that night
    I'll go when it's all quiet
    My friends are fucked
    Spitting out their guts
    Can't keep the party up
    I close the door shut

    [Pre-Chorus]

    Then I'm all alone in a dead zone
    And I'm just dancing on my own get that shit blown
    Nine in the morn'

    [Chorus]

    See you all next time I'm leaving
    Peace you all with time you'll miss me
    Everyone's gotta care for something
    The ones who don't have nothing
    I'm going back to Paris
    Peace you all with time you'll miss me
    Everyone's gotta care for something
    Hometown is waiting on me
    I'm going back to Paris Hometown is waiting on me
    Nine in the morn'

    [Verse 2]

    Waiting by the side of the station
    Backpack on my back I'm impatient
    Family and friends
    Waiting for the train on the other end
    That's that
    We're closer together
    Time and distance taught us to appreciate one another
    I say goodbye
    Coming back, coming back to my town
    And I see the smile on their faces
    Next day I'm back to the races
    I can't ever deny, yup
    I won't ever lie, yup
    I don't wanna die in other places
    Just let me rise from the masses
    I'm on acid?
    No not me just weed brother that's it
    Represent, repping and that's it
    Till I drop dead in a motherfucking casket
    On stage when I blast it
    Proud of what I've accomplished
    Cheers and applause are rising
    With peeps I know in the audience
    Telling me they liked the show
    And they will let people know
    How they sure I'm about to blow
    When I'm back they'll bring some more

    [Pre-Chorus]

    Then I'm all alone in a dead zone
    And I'm just dancing on my own get that shit blown
    Nine in the morn'

    [Chorus]

    See you all next time I'm leaving
    Peace you all with time you'll miss me
    Everyone's gotta care for something
    The ones who don't have nothing
    I'm going back to Paris
    Peace you all with time you'll miss me
    Everyone's gotta care for something
    Hometown is waiting on me
    See you all next time I'm leaving
    Peace you all with time you'll miss me
    Everyone's gotta care for something
    The ones who don't have nothing
    I'm going back to Paris
    Peace you all with time you'll miss me
    Everyone's gotta care for something
    Hometown is waiting on me
    (Paris)

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