Intro:
Yeah, Varce, Kaine
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Hook:
Hysterics, hidden in the barracks
Fires don't declare us as they munching on carrots
Lurking in the terrace as the people look embarra**ed
Coming through like terrorists, but I run this sh** like Ferris
Boy you know we in Paris
Paris, yeah
Boy you know we in Paris
Paris, yeah
Verse 1:
All these rappers tryna say that they the realest alive
I got a word from the wise to keep my eyes on the prize
And if you feeling me now, I'd say you're k**ing my vibe
Like the real me is hidden, it's lost in pitiful lies
You thought your mother, brother, sister, granddaughter
Could've thought of that
I spent 7 years just to find out where my vision at
I've been grindin for so long, I deserve my border cap
Holy crap, Jesus $wag, let's just call it holy rap
They saying Kaine's the man, music always was the plan
People hated on me ever since I started HGM
Well I got a word for Olim and all of his hipster friends
If you're hating on me still, you should probably settle in
Hook:
Hysterics, hidden in the barracks
Fires don't declare us as they munching on carrots
Lurking in the terrace as the people look embarra**ed
Coming through like terrorists, but I run this sh** like Ferris
Boy you know we in Paris
Paris, yeah
Boy you know we in Paris
Paris, yeah
Verse 2:
Okay, I'm running through the stops like I came from the block
White boy, suburb kid, just a pin on the wop
Slowly climbing to top, I got this album to drop
I'm a dreamer, you's a lop, you fall straight to the bot
I'm fricken different, indifferent to the claims that you're waining
You got the balls of a sane man, I got the heart of a crazed man
And if you think I'm movin up, I'm saying that's an understatement
If you think I'm giving up, then you don't know where my pain went
Cause it went into this music, and I used it to make a movement
Imma do it, imma prove it, I am not to get confused with
Brandyn Kaine is the name, I be balling on frames
Been enraged and caged, and now it's my time to play
Hook:
Hysterics, hidden in the barracks
Fires don't declare us as they munching on carrots
Lurking in the terrace as the people look embarra**ed
Coming through like terrorists, but I run this sh** like Ferris
Boy you know we in Paris
Paris, yeah
Boy you know we in Paris
Paris, yeah
Verse 3:
The next night was beyond what they thought
When I came out the dark, sparked, caught
k**ing 'em all
Escaping over rails, holy grails
Different than da Vinci tails
I'll do whatever swag entails
If I can be the coolest fail--ure
In the building fasho
These kids got dreams
But none of them are willing to go
The extra mile to show what they're made of
So they just stay lower than low
Where'd they came from?
Probably from Paris