[00:03.51](This is a test)
[00:25.95]Verse One:
[00:26.16]Too many sounds irritate my earholes
[00:28.65]like Planet Rock beats from L.A. hoes
[00:30.42]Paris+This Is a Test+The Devil Made Me Do It+The same old thing same ol **** I'm tired
[00:33.90]Was once on the payroll about to be fired
[00:36.51]Black radio shame, pop rap's to blame
[00:39.09]Program your playlist to sound the same
[00:41.73]With a disco tempo, cliche intro
[00:44.82]Wack rap tracks for commercial shows
[00:47.40]Mindless music for the masses has to take
[00:50.25]time away from the REAL rap master
[00:52.68]So I stay cool for community airplay
[00:54.63]Paris+This Is a Test+The Devil Made Me Do It+while ratings slip for the shit that you play
[00:58.17]This is a test a lesson to be observed
[01:00.54]No wack rhymes are heard I keep on raising the curve
[01:03.21]Back and forth I never stick em soft I just run it
[01:06.09]Punks'll shun it, gangs keep their girlies on it
[01:08.85]Paris+This Is a Test+The Devil Made Me Do It+Paris is the dog, much bitch than morphine
[01:11.61]Sick with the style so you can say you've seen
[01:14.13]The radical magical man, master of master plan
[01:17.25]So smooth from beginning to end
[01:19.23]This is a test, back it up when I'm in the place
[01:22.05]and all hail to the dog with the righteous bass
[01:24.81]The boss I come across rough on your radiowave
[01:27.78]Terror on two track whenever I'm played
[01:30.33]Punks keep steppin that's the reason why I
[01:33.03]come through sicker than a L.A. driveby
[01:35.40]By droppin bombs in songs y'all keep singin along
[01:38.70]So smooth it couldn't never go wrong
[01:40.77]This is a test
[01:41.64]Verse Two:
[02:01.02]Yo dig
[02:02.13]When you buy a rap record do you buy it for dance moves
[02:05.25]Or do you buy rap cause the lyrics are smooth
[02:07.77]Cuz if you wanna dance you should stick with the other one
[02:10.56]and leave the dog alone till the dancin is done
[02:13.11]But then when you're ready for the brother who leads
[02:15.72]and feeds all rap lovers with rhymes like these
[02:18.45]I dish a little taste of the bass of Scarface
[02:21.33]and paste a rhyme space to chase the weak-kneed
[02:23.97]Cuz I don't play - well my name ain't (Cool J) (backwards)
[02:26.70]I ain't TC, or N-W-A
[02:29.31]I'm Paris, the asiatic lord of light
[02:31.71]With the power to fight and write rhymes to stay
[02:34.38]Cuz I'm hotter than lava when I be up on a microphone
[02:36.60]Paris+This Is a Test+The Devil Made Me Do It+By now you should know it the poet ****s than most
[02:39.66]By dispensing of ignorance how I'm keeping the wack down
[02:42.72]You enter to the realm of the Scarface sound
[02:45.15]This is a test

(This is a test)
Verse One:
Too many sounds irritate my earholes
like Planet Rock beats from L.A. hoes
Paris+This Is a Test+The Devil Made Me Do It+The same old thing same ol **** I'm tired
Was once on the payroll about to be fired
Black radio shame, pop rap's to blame
Program your playlist to sound the same
With a disco tempo, cliche intro
Wack rap tracks for commercial shows
Mindless music for the masses has to take
time away from the REAL rap master
So I stay cool for community airplay
Paris+This Is a Test+The Devil Made Me Do It+while ratings slip for the shit that you play
This is a test a lesson to be observed
No wack rhymes are heard I keep on raising the curve
Back and forth I never stick em soft I just run it
Punks'll shun it, gangs keep their girlies on it
Paris+This Is a Test+The Devil Made Me Do It+Paris is the dog, much bitch than morphine
Sick with the style so you can say you've seen
The radical magical man, master of master plan
So smooth from beginning to end
This is a test, back it up when I'm in the place
and all hail to the dog with the righteous bass
The boss I come across rough on your radiowave
Terror on two track whenever I'm played
Punks keep steppin that's the reason why I
come through sicker than a L.A. driveby
By droppin bombs in songs y'all keep singin along
So smooth it couldn't never go wrong
This is a test
Verse Two:
Yo dig
When you buy a rap record do you buy it for dance moves
Or do you buy rap cause the lyrics are smooth
Cuz if you wanna dance you should stick with the other one
and leave the dog alone till the dancin is done
But then when you're ready for the brother who leads
and feeds all rap lovers with rhymes like these
I dish a little taste of the bass of Scarface
and paste a rhyme space to chase the weak-kneed
Cuz I don't play - well my name ain't (Cool J) (backwards)
I ain't TC, or N-W-A
I'm Paris, the asiatic lord of light
With the power to fight and write rhymes to stay
Cuz I'm hotter than lava when I be up on a microphone
Paris+This Is a Test+The Devil Made Me Do It+By now you should know it the poet ****s than most
By dispensing of ignorance how I'm keeping the wack down
You enter to the realm of the Scarface sound
This is a test