Tekst:
The Paper Chase Off With Their Heads

Off with their heads! Yeah we're all out to get you Yeah we're all out to get you, mother fucker Yeah we're in this together Off with the curtains Off with

than me? Off with their heads Yeah we're all out to get you Yeah we're all out to get you, motherfucker Yeah we're in this together Up with curtains, up with

than me? Off with their heads Yeah we're all out to get you Yeah we're all out to get you, motherfucker Yeah we're in this together Up with curtains, up with

beneath they breathe I didn't say it But they'll say it out loud again When they deal with their close associates and friends You know Sneak it in with

and G stacks If I could just hit that big lick I could relax And ease back off of thuggin' and stick to hustlin' Concentrate on paper and let the shorties

be fucked with So who's the one used in benzo Who's the one accused, and another loosed ooh with So bigger boy numb off the juice So niggas beware Flesh

Speaking for all thug moneys Paper chase themselves for us They man love money Schemin' ass honey tryna get my shine Such a lady of grace with such

can just pretend we're, nothing more than friends The sex will never end, that way everybody wins [Chamillionaire] Their dorms their college, their brains

this puddin for 'bout a year now so I know where the proof is See, it lines these midtown Manhattan skyscrapers where former hustlers like myself sign papers and pull off