[Hook]
Take me down to the Paradise City
Where we all smoke green and the girls are pretty
Even with no makeup on (No you don't need that makeup)
Take me back to the time and the place
Where the music still rocks and the people weren't fake
(People weren't fake)
Oh won't you please let me ohh
Come on, come on, come on

[Verse 1]
Put in the time 'cause it's worth it
Back against the wall, playing suey tennis balls can't merc 'em
We Steve Urkel, we keep working
On what matters to the family, TGIF certain
Hurting but I'm never dropping the ball
Opposite of Ed Reed but he's stopping em all
I deliver the goods, I keep dropping 'em off
Ain't been paid, still never taking a loss
Bob Frost with the travels, my roads stay dirty
Even if I whisper I know you still heard me
Truth resonates my words are Watergate
Put that shit on tape Woodward and Bernstein
Burned 'em with his own words against 'em
Think before I speak turgid defence-man
Lurid with your words and it's patently absurd
Hand up your ass your puppeteer's Jim Henson
I might be a grouch but I ain't no slouch
Seven-foot with a straight back fuck your couch
Rick James, spit flames, crazy like Britney
I'm tryna keep my lid on Lucas can't get me
[Hook]
Take me down to the Paradise City
Where we all smoke green and the girls are pretty (yep)
Even with no makeup on (Yeah 'cause you don't need that makeup)
Take me back to the time and the place
Where the music still rocks and the people weren't fake
Oh won't you please let me ohh
Just let me oh, just let me

[Verse 2]
Get a lump in my throat when I think of what could be
More specifically it's really what should be
Exude confidence, elude arrogance
Venn diagram's dead no comparisons
So jaded, but amazing like Aerosmith
My sweet emotions telling me to get a therapist
Already got one, her name is hip-hop
And I'ma love that bitch till my heart stops
Hitchcock mystery, I'm tryna make some history
Want my kids to have a world that doesn't love misery
Already got the company, Black Pais all day
My fan base drives me, you are why I'm on pace
Raise the bar, so high that it is humbling
I never liked limbo, reminded me of Gumby
Dodging all the blockheads, poking at my options
The song ain't even done but I'm thinking how to top this
[Hook]
Take me down to the Paradise City (Paradise City)
Where we all smoke green and the girls are pretty (Mister Peter Muth)
Even with no makeup on (Yeah you don't need that makeup)
Take me back to the time and place
Where the music still rocks and the people weren't fake (and the people weren't fake motherfucker)
Oh won't you please let me ohh (just let me oh, and just let me oh)
Take me down to the Paradise City
Where we all smoke green and the girls are pretty
Even with no makeup on (Yeah 'cause you don't need that makeup)
Take me back to the time and the place (time and place)
Where the music still rocks and the people weren't fake (no more)
Oh won't you please let me ohh
(And just let me oh, and just let me oh)