Thin As Paper

Lone Catalysts

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    [ J. Sands whispering ]
    Yo
    (What?)
    The Paper Chase
    (What?)
    Yo
    Watch your back, man
    Because you never ever know where they're at
    Paper Chase
    Watch your back
    Because you never ever know where they're at

    [ VERSE 1: J. Sands ]
    For me it's kind of easy when I say these words
    You deserve what you get and you get what you deserve
    At any point in time any thing can occurr
    Cause you never know what he said or she said to her
    Cause it's all behind your back before you even know the facts
    Reading you like the constellations of the zodiacs
    Man, your people do, but when you come through
    They don't be claimin you say they gamin you
    Cause the revenue grew
    Free treats, free pay-per-view should be a clue
    That the party's over here, throw your hands in the air
    See, that's when they try to get you
    Schemin so they can hit you
    Ski mask in the shadows, creepin to catch you sleepin
    That out of town stay for the weekend, cats peepin
    Jealous eyes conspire for your demise
    Realize that once a man is given a chance, he tries

    [ CHORUS: J. Sands ]
    Words from the wise, yo, you analyze that
    Then you'll see all them cats aimin knives at your back
    Smilin in your face once you step up in the place
    Everybody's lined up to race for the paper chase
    The snakes, the fakes, they do whatever it takes

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    [ VERSE 2: J. Sands ]
    Aiyo, 'how many of us have them?' How many?
    When things get real, kid, you're lucky to have any
    Cause everybody's strugglin to find that extra penny
    Only a few succeed, so the rest be like 'gimme!'
    That's why I only roam with my son
    You take the l out of 'Lone', you'll be left with 'one'
    Catalyst, the sole controller and the strategist in fact
    So if you're schemin on my mullah, don't let the kindness fool ya
    Cause it can be peace but even a peace must cease
    Like when I saw my man grabbin bills out my fleece
    Now I'm lookin at my man with my wallet in his hand
    Yo, I couldn't understand cause we supposed to be fam
    Now what do I do? Slice him like a honey baked ham?
    Or stay calm under pressure, be greater than the lesser
    When lookin at this cat when his paw's on my treasure?
    Shoulda known better, everybody racin for cheddar
    That's why I'm tellin you, you can never say never

    [ CHORUS ]
    Words from the wise, yo, you analyze that
    Then you'll see all them cats aimin knives at your back
    Smilin in your face once you step up in the place
    Everybody's lined up to race for the paper chase
    The snakes, the fakes, they do whatever it takes
    Aiyo, that's wack when them cats be aimin knives at your back
    Smilin in your face once you step up in the place
    Everybody's lined up to race for the paper chase
    The snakes, the fakes, they do whatever it takes

    [ VERSE 3: J. Sands ]
    Aiyo, they run up in your place, fatigues and masked face
    While you're at the table with your family saying your grace
    In this paper chase this shit can get as high as the stakes
    Tied up on the living room floor with ductape
    Can't trust snakes, they slither and slide
    ???? open wide with all eyes on the prize
    Scopin just hopin one day they can get you for your tokens
    Even chickens be flippin, mixin Mickey's in your potion
    Start provokin like when you come home your safe is broken
    Lockpit, like who you brought home, a locksmith
    Black glove, no fingerprints ????
    Professional with the nail file
    Got your jewels, this shit is too wild
    While you're sittin in court waitin ???? blue trial
    Out of state with all your cake, what can you do?
    Better keep a sharper eye on niggas close to you

    [ CHORUS ]
    And that's word from the wise, yo, you analyze that
    Then you see all them cats aimin knives at your back
    Smilin in your face once you step up in the place
    Everybody's lined up to race for the paper chase
    The snakes, the fakes, they do whatever it takes
    Aiyo, that's wack when them cats be aimin knives at your back
    When you step up in the placece
    Everybody's lined up to race for the paper chase
    So watch your back, cousin

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