Prince Paul - Paragraph President lyrics

[Verse 1] Paragraph paralyzer rhythmic aristocrat Mister rap it's the Gift of Gab about to twist your caps Swift the fist so fast fury worry hit the switch ya a** Its 'n bits 'n fragments so midget quit this diss ya a** Sit ya a** down while I rip the tracks and spit the facts Hit the gra**--green, brown, or purple I'm the diplomat Rip your raps, really you don't get the math Just a half-breed phony rhymer, I was meant to rap into that Fire breathing, rhyme heathen, kidnap your mental black Hijack your fly dap or con head your intellect Mind state, arrow blast, center crack, mind gaps Blind from their eyes back, send ya back crying act up A pencil pad, my utensil grab thine attention Get hit so bad with jiu-jitsu stabs I avenge you And if you rap I'ma send you back rappin' in a tavern If you mad kid it's just too bad Tell 'em it's the [Bridge 1] Paragraph president (And it's official you can hear the cheer coming up) Paragraph president (I want to thank you all for attending my inaugural ball) Paragraph president (As a special treat this evening I have asked America's foremost young poet to read his latest poem for us) [Verse 2] Hit you with the funk it's like, "who cut the provolone?" Government officials put taps on my mobile phones Nations overthrown hold my own on my zone Prone to leave your dome blown poem after poem homes Jones for the tones roam with me turn your motor on Overall this war just got it goin' on Overgrown child never growin' old sowin' oats pokin' notes Till the never nose ho overdose On my flows those flows goes deep Hold your nose bros knows foes yo don't sleep Slow your roll, show my soul, total hold Domination don't ya know I'm the comet like Muhammad with the verbal rope-a-dope It's the [Bridge 2] Paragraph president He's been sweeping the nation with a hard hitting campaign Paragraph president As a politician he regards himself as a national harmonizer Paragraph president And so mister president we urge you to do something about the deplorable State of our nation I pledge allegiance to the pen and the pad And the mic and plates of America And to the republic, kiss my a** Thugs fakin, actin' hard to get this k**er beef That was given to me I must bust it for all [Verse 3] Leave your city burnin' like Gomorrah Stamina, blaze up your space, plus I got it on camera And I'm a animal, animator landin' a Blow cleaning clocks nothing left for the janitor Punching through your granite a goodwill amba**ador From another planet I could k** and smash ya up And it won't stop and I can't stop - better-er Can erupt and it does had enough amateur? A rammin' ya feel the goats horns slammin' ya Ham it up every single time that I stand in a Crowd of emcees backin' up when I'm actin' up On a frenzy after ya yellin' "that's enough!" And it tempts me, that it does, and I'm glad it does When I flip see spatula style's stackin' up Many big threes rappers on never catchin' up Pa**in' up, ride pa**enger, is it black enough? Spectacular! Now ya know who's attackin' ya Crackin' up mashin' top mind capturer I'm the Paragraph president