The Show Lyrics

Spectating Jin debilitating chins on television

Cousin tape recording bars pacing in the kitchen

Commenced penning writtens prior to my new religion

Being present yellow belly fella smelling Nelly's vision

Similar in age to Dave when he first hit the stage

Imagine camera flash capacity crowds and loving fame

But I can't empathize what's real I cannot simulate

What's your answer to an exec's question? how much can you take

Before I cast a stone understand I have to man the throne

Can't gas-n-go then my word is weak you heard my speech my word is bond

I respect a man who accepts to reject even Fox money

When Fox makes a request to recast a black for a blond honey

The media had some nerve Chapelle pulls the race card

Staff encouraged ignorant skits the black white supremacist

Shit was funny but even a dummy could understand what I'm trying to spit

Comedy Central don't give two shits of the moral dilemma he's dealing with

They're wheeling it, and even after he left to Africa

He was rumored a mental crackhead the media was trying to damage him

That bogusness, would've wrought roguishness out of you too

And if you can walk away from fifty mil I'd respect you too

Through purple rain I'm trying to earn a First Ave star

Tall Paul in black with a white backdrop

The furthest name from working wage he's in a Jaguar

I'm in a Buick going to protest a mascot

I might make it still if I, write my will

Like Mike gave you thrill I might, make a mil

On mic's made to kill where's my, major deal

Just might fake it 'til I'm like, Dave Chappelle

Misunderstood, widely considered washed up

Ignorant folks cackling cracking jokes Dave smokes rocks up

So even though his kids ain't fat from integrity sandwiches

I praise no man but I respect him for the man he is

Most celebrities with his past stature resemble mannequins

He quit show biz to retain humanity they were lacking then

To me, that kind of speaks to who he truly is

For shouting me out, this is the least a dude could duly do for him

Who am I kidding? I'd be a fool to think I could truly influence him

More than a barbers buzz cuts he gave my name and cuts buzz

Just cause some bro's was, buds to buzz the hush hush

I thank you brothers for shouting me out to Dave cause then came much lush

Much love, placing my aim on this game so I can come up

And donate half of the proceeds from my cd's to a fund's love

At least once must, simple humility is something I come from

Catch me throwing a free comedy block party in Brooklyn slums son

Through purple rain I'm trying to earn a First Ave star

Tall Paul in black with a white backdrop

The furthest name from working wage he's in a Jaguar

I'm in a Buick going to protest a mascot

I might make it still if I, write my will

Like Mike gave you thrill I might, make a mil

On mic's made to kill where's my, major deal

Just might fake it 'til I'm like, Dave Chappelle

The Chappelle Show hit town, let me first preface it's relevance

He popped up with a block of appearances setting precedent's

One week before the present tense, mentioning his presences

Prince's principle popular venue selling hella tix

Hella chicks and fellas went to laugh with Dave the first day

And learned about a Native's name who crashed the game with wordplay

In here hey just hearsay, Dave was roasting Tall Paul

I received an at from Big Cats on Twitter a bitter sweet call

Wished I would've been there, to witness greatness transpire

Media popping got me shining like a famous campfire

Dedicated supporters of mine shouted me out when Dave inquired

About the local Hip Hop scene's Native MC's are they fire

Tall Paul, Tall Paul, Tall Paul he's got bars

He better have better rhymes than Tall and Paul and not be all short

Six three to be exact he said, if he can even rap

I'll sign him up for a million bucks and then the map can see him snap

My cap was napped a cat relaxed when all this craziness went down

Then I woke to the tweet from Cats my head afloat my feet on ground

Surreality settled in as reality

Borrowed bucks for Dave tickets to get my ticket to them bucks

Went to the second show the second night to see just what was up

Somewhat because I'm a money hungry Dave chasing Oprah

But it's Paul chasing Dave like, Tyrone chasing coca

In a crack faced'ed daze like I loathe staying sober

Cause I did, and I do, bodda bing, bodda boom

Dave said hey it's nice to meet you shouted me out on stage too

When he mentioned Protect Ya Spirit and said you're deeper than most

I knew then that he played my music and heard me beast with the flows

Through purple rain I'm trying to earn a First Ave star

Tall Paul in black with a white backdrop

The furthest name from working wage he's in a Jaguar

I'm in a Buick going to protest a mascot

I might make it still if I, write my will

Like Mike gave you thrill I might, make a mil

On mic's made to kill where's my, major deal

Just might fake it 'til I'm like, Dave Chappelle

Those who've been supporting me know that I'm dope

It was never because of a shout out it's been because I'm cutthroat

From the start I've spoke from the heart for the most part I'm myself

But it took a shout out from Dave Chappelle to get my name on the shelf

I can't complain it helped when my aim's a little fame and some wealth

So I remain in stealth preparing attacks I'm taking that mil

One man army like factory farming I'm taking that milk

The media lately wants my story so I'm making that kill

Got Vita.mn, the Star Tribune and the City Pages all amused

Writing in their columns after completing recent interviews

I ain't mad at 'em, cause it took Dave for them to take a stab at him

I actually kind of like them apples like a first mans madame

If I blew up mainstream news would call me a screw up

If I denied fifty million in cake to escape to Bermuda

Even famous, I'd still bazooka up hookas with losers

Cause beggars can't be choosers I'd do it just to feel human

Through purple rain I'm trying to earn a First Ave star

Tall Paul in black with a white backdrop

The furthest name from working wage he's in a Jaguar

I'm in a Buick going to protest a mascot

I might make it still if I, write my will

Like Mike gave you thrill I might, make a mil

On mic's made to kill where's my, major deal

Just might fake it 'til I'm like, Dave Chappelle