Somewhere in Paradise

Album: single release only (2015)
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  • I believe that if I fly, I'll prolly end up somewhere in paradise

    Chancelor the rapper, Chatham the hood
    Santa to children, had to bag up the good
    They say I'm saving my city, say I'm staying for good
    They screaming Chano for mayor, I'm thinking maybe I should
    Fucked a few A&R's, told 'em bitch I can't wife you
    Told your ass since day one, I don't like like labels or titles
    I'm a rascally rabbit, I know that tricks is for addicts
    That need fixes for habits, in love with carrots and cabbage
    I'm a savage, established bad bitch magnet, I'm magic
    Your majesty, I'm majestic, I think my message is massive
    Think you passive aggressive, I think you passed up your prime
    Think you passed up your chance to be Chance now pass it to A-Rap
    I should have rhymed it with rhyme ain't we been here before
    Ain't my principal told me that I can't rap at that show
    Then I rapped at that show, simple as that
    Got a complex from Complex off of the simplest raps
    And it goes

    Fannin' the fire, hands is up higher
    Cannot believe it, damn I'm a rider
    Riding on twenties, twenty years prior, I couldn't buy a
    Forget it you get it, God is so awesome, devil's a liar
    Take 'em to church but I need a choir

    I believe that if I fly, prolly end up somewhere in paradise
    I believe that if I fly, I'll prolly end up somewhere in paradise

    Blow out your speakers, roll some more loud
    That's the sound of the reefer, I think my parents is proud
    Thank my fans in the bleachers, think my teachers need features
    I think I'm walking with Jesus, I knew my feet wouldn't drown
    I been close to the edge, I been tripping and stuff
    Somebody slipped me a mickey, but I ain't giving a fuck
    Really, a milli, how 'bout six billion more
    Or I'm outie like how'd he cut that umbilical cord
    As I smoke herb in this Uber suburban dressed in an Urban Outfitters
    Shirt and burgundy pair of Jordans
    I asked the acid if words were worth worrying over
    Her explanation seemed agitated
    She said let me answer your question with some questions questioning yours
    Like why the devil can't get you?
    And why these labels can't catch you?
    And why'd he make you so special, why did he bless you?
    Think about it
    I woke up this morning
    I woke up this morning
    Gotta smile when I say that shit, I woke up this morning

    Fannin' the fire, hands is up higher
    Cannot believe it, damn I'm a rider
    Riding on twenties, twenty years prior, I couldn't buy a
    Forget it you get it, God is so awesome, devil's a liar
    Take 'em to church but I need a choir

    I believe, I believe, there's somewhere out there for us all
    There's a paradise (there is a paradise)
    I believe that if I die, I'll see my homies somewhere in paradise
    (I'll see 'em somewhere in paradise)

    Fannin' the fire, hands is up higher
    Cannot believe it, damn I'm a rider
    Riding on twenties, twenty years prior, I couldn't buy a
    Forget it you get it, God is so awesome, devil's a liar
    Take 'em to church but I need a choir

    I believe, I believe, I believe
    Somewhere in paradise
    I believe, I believe, I believe
    Somewhere in paradise
    I believe, I believe, I believe Writer/s: CHANCELOR BENNETT, JEREMY FELTON, ROBERT KELLY
    Publisher: CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, I WROTE THIS MYSELF, Shapiro Bernstein & Co Inc, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Walt Disney Music Company
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