Brandyn Kaine - Paris lyrics

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