Them niggas, they reside in
Paradise MF living
So fly man
Spent they whole life grinding
Now they sitting in a place
MF's, yeah they shine man
Made out of bronze and gold
That's what they soul control
When they up there moving shit
They shifting quick
Niggas get so lyrical, shit wicked
Damn
Shit it get wicked
Shit
But they lived the best life that they could shit
And listen
The f*cking system is so corrupt
They had to give they soul for a couple bucks
Shit
But now they don't have to suffer no more "no more"
So please listen, and look how they was adored
Please
Do not look at them badly, shit
They like ya f*cking family
They help you reconnect ya soul
Listen I'm talkin about them dead souls that
Help pave the way musically, so I can be myself
And I can spread the musical gospel, please
Shit
And listen
R.I.P MF Doom and big Steez, shit
Listen
"Yo shout out JOEY B"