Tekster:
Mountain Silver Paper

in Sun is shining on my world Sun is in my shoes While I'm passin' through this life This job is spent with you Wrap my dreams in silver paper Gonna

) Turn it up, turn it up The headphones, turn it up Yo, you hear me? (Yeah, whut up Toney?) W'sup Don' Don' (All the way up) You know how we do (Let's get this paper

stuff 'em in a bag like potato chips I'll bend they ass up like a paper clip Tech, Sign me and see how quick your paper flip [Hook] [2X] Shoo-Be-Doo-

've seen better, plant your heels in the ground Waiting patiently, we're carved in a mountain A penny in a fountain, the drive alone And now you've seen silver

of paper Inky scratches everywhere Always looking, looking for a paradise island Help me find it everywhere Mad as the moon when merlin falls Silver castles and silver

of ocean pride is the potent quotient i'll evoke when pens are juiced to infuse lines are soaked in paper is the pedestal, metal is the mind mass slicing sound waves, silver

in the courtroom with your rings upon your fingers and your downy little sidies and your silver-buckle shoes. Playing at the hard case, you follow the example of the comic-paper

make me, make me holy again The man on the silver mountain The man on the silver mountain In the man on the mountain The man on the silver mountain

feat. Mobb Deep) [Chorus: Das Efx & Mobb Deep] Miggity microphone master, funky rhyme maker Miggity microphone master, and we the niggas making paper