I have been searching for three hundred years...
...reduce that by five...
...and you are the only one...

I don't wanna see a doctor
I know paisley in the streets
Paisley in the streets killed me and my family history
The facts are strong and I don't have long
It's not news but it still comes as a shock
Still comes as a shock to me

Doing lots of blast beats
A tacky dancer hates me
But she ain't on that new shit
She stuck at 60s parties
And rappers want these Jay bees
So they can be like Drake 3
And fuck all of these bitches
And own all of these housies
Rappers want these Jay bees
So they can be like Drake 3
And fuck all of these bitches
And own all of the houses


Lyrics submitted by tylermacmore

Paisley In The Streets Killed Me / Much Into Harlots (live) song meanings
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