Paid In Full

This is a journey into sound

This is a journey into sound

A journey which, along the way, will bring to you new color, new dimension, new value

When all is ready, I throw this switch

Pump up the volume

Pump up the volume

Pump that bass

Im nin'alu

Daltei n'divim

You make me feel so good

We interrupt this broadcast to bring you a special news bulletin

From our on the spot task force

Oh my gosh, the music just turns me on

Thinkin' of a master plan

Def wit' the record, def wit' the record

Thinkin' of a master plan

Def wit' the record, def wit' the record

Thinkin' of a master plan

'Cause ain't nothin' but sweat inside my hand

So I dig into my pocket, all my money spent

So I dig deeper but still comin' up wit' lint

So I, start my mission, leave my residence

Thinkin' how could I get some dead presidents

I need money, I used to be a stick-up kid

So I think of all the devious things I did

1, 2, 3, 4

I used to roll up, this is a hold up, ain't nothin' funny

Stop smilin', be still, don't nothin' move but the money

But now I learned to earn, 'cause I'm righteous

I feel great, so maybe I might just

Search for a 9 to 5, if I strive

Then maybe I stay alive

So I walk up the street, whistlin' this

Feelin' out of place, 'cause man, do I miss

A pen and a paper, a stereo, a tape'a

Me and Eric B., and a nice big plate'a

Fish, which is my favorite dish

But wit'out no money it's still a wish

'Cause I don't like to dream about gettin' paid

So I dig into the books of the rhymes that I made

So now's a test to see if I got pull

Hit the studio, 'cause I'm paid in full

1, 2, 3, unh

By George, even London grooves

Pump up the volume

Pump up the volume

Wait a minute, you better talk to my mother

Im nin'alu

Oh, hahaha

El Chai mareimawm

Okay

Oh, hahaha

Alright

Oh, hahaha

Yo, what happened to peace?

Peace

1, 2, 3, 4

Def wit' the record, def wit' the record

It's so fresh

Goodnight kids