• I'm in love the paper, man
    Cleanest swash on the block,
    I ain't worried bout the caper's hands
    Pillbox, military soldier, Lieutenant Dan
    Who is the grand? (master)
    Who is the top? (spin)
    I'd knock em off with my blaster and spread em out thin
    Thin is like the air
    Come feel my pain
    Everyday was another day
    Without seasonal rain
    We act quite swell despite the fact we're living in hell
    Every man you ever known was going to jail
    Every kid on the block was trying to get crack to sell
    Every first teen mother swears she'll love no other
    Like the man she's being with
    He was quite slick
    Worrying only for lustful sh-
    And you then ask "Why love paper?"
    From a tree to my pocket, more love to spread out later
    So I say it again...

    I'm in love with the paper, man
    Swear to God that I swear not
    Ever, to say again
    That I'm in love with the paper man
    Would love the paperman
    If he didn't hold in his hands, the key to the slavery land
    Fear in perspective
    Our kings are elective
    Born from the blood of the fallen
    Death is my calling
    Dare to spy into the reasonable?
    Dare see why life, unlike food, ain't seasonable?
    No, cause you know the world ain't that easy, dude
    I'm in a sleazy mood
    Guns, Money, Bitches, and Booze
    It's as black as that greasy crude
    And you wanna bring your crew
    Then I will bury you
    This is not a game, this some kind of war, man
    Dripping the red elixir, a fight against the strife
    The murderer sees me and he wonders, "What's life?"
    "What's right?"
    And then you dare ask me "Why love paper?"
    I answer: "Cause quantity doesn't mean quality, yet rules, the greater."
    Yet moves the beta
    To the New Savior!
    Move the world, RE-MAY-KA!
    We only good for the data
    And despite all thoughts,
    The rules may not vary later....
    but the choices sure do theta.