Paper Lyrics - A/t/o/s - A/t/o/s

You don't know who you fucking with 

Ain't no democrat, and by far I'm no republican 

This the type of talk that'll probably piss off my publicist 

And I ain't even started, the water ain't even bubbling 

The type of talk that'll probably get me in trouble with the law 

Or make the government come after me in public 

Won't hear this on the radio, this here ain't for publishing 

This ain't that bubble gum shit, no, this ain't that double mint 

Consider this a risk, I swear I see 'em building pyramids brick by brick 

They'll aim at anyone bold enough to go against the shit 

You don't believe me? Look what happened to the Dixie Chicks 

It's like nobody else complains 

Till you tryna be more than a nigga with a chain 

Cube already told you, they corrupted everything 

And we these out here just tryna function, tryna maintain 

A 100 thousand miles an hour runnin' when I hit the ground 

Thoughts moving through my head at the speed of sound 

I pray, I pray my prayers make it through the cloud 

I pray in heaven ain't no fuck niggas ain't allowed 

A 100 thousand miles an hour runnin' when I hit the ground 

Thoughts moving through my head at the speed of sound 

I pray, I pray my prayers make it through the cloud 

Till then it's back to the paper route, the paper route 

And of course it's unfortunate that niggas out here robbing for Jordan's 

Can we not afford them but got enough to get a Glock 40 

Is our views on reality kinda distorted 

But still, even though I understand the story 

I still fall weak for a booty that's proportionate 

On a sexy short bitch, so what's the score? 

Chilling with some Regs dog, drinking white man's poison 

Ah, now that's a forfeit 

Selling what's for free, that's extortion 

But still I'm wondering what family was present when history was recorded 

A 100 thousand miles an hour runnin' when I hit the ground 

Thoughts moving through my head at the speed of sound 

I pray, I pray my prayers make it through the cloud 

I pray in heaven ain't no fuck niggas ain't allowed 

A 100 thousand miles an hour runnin' when I hit the ground 

Thoughts moving through my head at the speed of sound 

I pray, I pray my prayers make it through the cloud 

Till then it's back to the paper route, the paper route 

You think you really know what's going on? 

They passing laws where they can run up in your own home 

Cameras on your laptop, TV and your iPhone 

The battery don't come out, that means it's always on 

Smile and say cheese, yeah niggas got you 

I told you fuckers three years ago 'bout the watchers 

If you won't take the microchip then you can't make no dollars 

This ain't no lovely day for a neighbor, ain't no Mr Rodgers 

Don't let these fuckers rob us for our freedom and your rights 

And you be like: "it's on the news so it must be right" 

Who's pulling the strings? Who's rolling the dice? 

Who's calling the shots and who's starting the fight? Think twice 

A 100 thousand miles an hour runnin' when I hit the ground 

Thoughts moving through my head at the speed of sound 

I pray, I pray my prayers make it through the cloud 

I pray in heaven ain't no fuck niggas ain't allowed 

A 100 thousand miles an hour runnin' when I hit the ground 

Thoughts moving through my head at the speed of sound 

I pray, I pray my prayers make it through the cloud 

Till then it's back to the paper route, the paper route