가사:
Voice Paris Paris

And I don't know what I want but I know where I want to be And everywhere I go, I wish you were here with me Stars hang on tiny strings, my dreams are

blow your brain! Diddy got the remedy for the enemies, And the run is the gun, so my flow go back! I'm on the last train to Paris, ...bonjour! ... See

man is an angel The bum's as holy as the seraphim The madman is holy as you my soul are holy The typewriter is holy, the poem is holy The voice is holy

want them, then I'ma blow your brain Diddy got the remedy for the enemies, And The Runners is the gunners, so my flow go BANG I'm on the last train to Paris

a g-note, fixed price But the only thing fixed, is the holes that we put in the dykes Rocks is okay, my voice is extraordinaire The man that scrapped

x2: Paris] What they say, You ain't nothin' but a soldier, yeah Straight Hard Truth Soldier Believe, You ain't nothin' but a soldier, yeah Straight Hard Truth Soldier [Verse 4: Paris

wit a few nights, out in Malibu Surfin', be layin' up on Persians Here's my number; put in ya purse and call me On the telephone, she heard my voice

course hating dear old mom and dad To riding your bike midday past the three piece suits To fruits, to no absolutes To Absolut, to choice, to the Village Voice

still talk about me Damn (one, two, three) Let me bust this beat I am the one they call Uff I am the diamond in the rough I came to fuck shit up You know Paris