Duke Bumps - Paradise 1 & 2

They tell me that it's nice up in paradise
What's the cost of freedom, what's ya price
Praises to the Father, He gave me life
Life is a mess and it's a fight (fight)
Loving you is on my mind
Day and night
I'm tryna spend the night
You tryna show me Life
We can die and live again
I know ya right
What's the cost of freedom, what's ya price
I doubt myself I really do, I got some insecurities
I find myself quite curious in things that taint my purity
Out here in the water, these siren songs be luring me
I'm sauced up with the blood, its in vein that's the cure in me
I be judging people like they sin is worse than mine
When I do something good I be thinking that I'm fine
I need to stop tripping go and hit my grandma line
Because how my heart so dirty yet my Nike's shine
I'm affected by decisions that I made
When I was 6 and at 16
Now I put it all in a 16
Got it out the mud
But somehow I keep it pristine
Sobbing with the Spirit in the Sistine
I offer my condolences
The Lee's loss Christine
I remember I was held up in the precinct
Running in the field you need more than ya instinct
Lord please don't let yo soldiers go extinct
They tell me that it's nice up in paradise
What's the cost of freedom, what's ya price
Praises to the Father, He gave me life
Life is a mess and it's a fight (fight)
Loving you is on my mind
Day and night
I'm tryna spend the night
You tryna show me Life
We can die and live again
I know ya right
What's the cost of freedom, what's ya price
(what's ya price yeah)
(what's ya price yeah)
(what's ya price yeah)
(what's ya price yeah)
They tell me that it's nice in paradise
What's the cost of freedom, what's ya price
Praises to the Father, gave me life
Life is a mess, it's a fight (fight)
Loving you is on my mind
Day and night
I'm tryna spend the night
You tryna show me Life
We can die and live again
I know ya right
What's the cost of freedom
What's ya price (what's ya price)
All I'm saying JC a wave master
Not a slave master
We swim in the deep end
Especially on the weekend
Always a relief to avoid a disaster
The Ghost, no casper
Sheep with the Pastor
Many things I did I hope they never ever come up
But your mercies they renew me
Every time the morning Sun up
That's right I pull up with the water
Got me drippin
Yes I'm glistening
I'm giving you the Word
That's the reason why ya listening
They tell me that it's nice in paradise
What's the cost of freedom, what's ya price
We can die and live again, I know ya right

Written by:
Cedric Anderson

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