Текст песни I Am Him - Paul Wall

Who is he? It is I, I am him
Paul Wall, baby, Scoop Deville
DJ, what they talkin' 'bout?

Who is he? It is I, I am him
Who is he? It is I, I am him
Who is he? It is I, I am him
On the grind, getting mine, you could find him

Who is he? It is I, I am him
Who is he? It is I, I am him
Who is he? It is I, I am him
On the grind, getting mine, you could find him

It's the big sipper, 84 chrome tipper
Grain gripper, your girl on my zipper
Diamonds flicker, go ahead and take a picture
Mister, mister, rest in peace Mac Miller
Who chiller than my iced-out gold grilla
Swing wide, kinda like an eighteen wheeler

Sick as Eminem, Paul Wall, Scoopzilla
Drive slow in the candy-coated armadilla
Rolling up in the backwood, vanilla
Invisible ice make my chin chilla
Sip sipper flawless, no filter
Quite critical, all real, no filler

Who is he? It is I, I am him
Who is he? It is I, I am him
Who is he? It is I, I am him
On the grind, getting mine, you could find him

Who is he? It is I, I am him
Who is he? It is I, I am him
Who is he? It is I, I am him
On the grind, getting mine, you could find him

Back up in the place with a trunk full of bass
Modulate, straight shake n' bake this cake
Cup full of taste, backwood with an eighth
Blunt rolled out of shape, but I'm still baked
Might have to regulate, R.I.P. Nate
Many try to duplicate, but first they hate
I have to concentrate to deal with the constant fake
Maintain strong faith, my God is great
I got "People's Champ" on my license plate
Scoop Deville in the wraith, meet me at the estate
As my ace, I got dime giving me face
As I locate back to my place

Who is he? It is I, I am him
Who is he? It is I, I am him
Who is he? It is I, I am him
On the grind, getting mine, you could find him

Who is he? It is I, I am him
Who is he? It is I, I am him
Who is he? It is I, I am him
On the grind, getting mine, you could find him