Paradise City (Acapella) E-Dubble (Ft. Peter Muth)

[Hook]
Take me down to the Paradise City
Where we all smoke green and the girls are pretty
Even with no makeup on (No you don't need that makeup)
Take me back to the time and the place
Where the music still rocks and the people weren't fake
(People weren't fake)
Oh won't you please let me ohh
Come on, come on, come on

[Verse 1]
Put in the time 'cause it's worth it
Back against the wall, playing suey tennis balls can't merc 'em
We Steve Urkel, we keep working
On what matters to the family, TGIF certain
Hurting but I'm never dropping the ball
Opposite of Ed Reed but he's stopping em all
I deliver the goods, I keep dropping 'em off
Ain't been paid, still never taking a loss
Bob Frost with the travels, my roads stay dirty
Even if I whisper I know you still heard me
Truth resonates my words are Watergate
Put that shit on tape Woodward and Bernstein
Burned 'em with his own words against 'em
Think before I speak turgid defence-man
Lurid with your words and it's patently absurd
Hand up your ass your puppeteer's Jim Henson
I might be a grouch but I ain't no slouch
Seven-foot with a straight back fuck your couch
Rick James, spit flames, crazy like Britney
I'm tryna keep my lid on Lucas can't get me