Paradigm (feat. Prince)

Hey brother, can you paradigm?

And as the shifting of the tectonic plate

That causes the earth to quake

When you're standing and the epicenter

Let the shaking begin

The shaking starts here

Hey brother, can you paradigm?

And like the shifting

Of the combined weight of the massive atlas

Of the head fake

That fake the numbers off of 1's chest

Brother, can you paradigm?

Pump pump, fake, fade-forward, jump slam dunk and your face

From tip-off to tap n, rushin', jumpin'

Backboard crushin' dunkin' and your face

Brother, can you paradigm?

Shape-shifting

Shifting the shapes of things to come

Plays and instant replays of plays to come

Came and went, time well spent

Brother, can you paradigm?

From tip-off to tap n, rushin', jumpin'

Backboard crushin' dunkin' and your face

Pump pump, fake fake, fade-forward, jump slam dunk and your face

Like the o and the tectonic plate (like the tectonic plate)

The shift that caused the earth to quake

You're standing and the epicenter

Let the shaking begin

The shaking starts here

(Let the shake shake shaking begin)

Hey brother, can you paradigm? (Shaking begin, shaking begin)

You caught me shape-shifting (shake shake shaking begin)

(Shaking begin, shaking begin)

Shape of things that come (shake shake shaking begin)

(Shaking begin, shaking begin)

Instant replays of plays to come came, went, time well spent

Brother, can you paradigm?

She wear pretty like the word "cute" was tattooed on her smile

She's cute

She wears gorgeous like she had it tailor-made

Fine like it's going out of style

She be sportin' the hell out of beautiful

And can you paradigm?

The shape of things that come

Ooh

She wear naked like she (wait wait, wait a minute)

She wear naked like she (hang on)

Uh uh uh

She wears naked like the word free was inscribed on her mind

She's free

She's fully dressed when she's sportin' and the raw

So free

Oh, innocent as she sports her birthday suit

She be sportin' the hell outta nudity (ooh)

And she's a fashion statement if I ever seen 1

Par-par-paradigm (yeah)

Par-par-paradigm

Par-par-paradigm (haha)

I take the square root 'cause I get boxed and every time

Brother, can you paradigm?

Par-par-paradigm

Par-par-paradigm

Pump pump, fake fake, fade-forward, jump, slam dunk!

You ain't runnin' shit around here

(Ooh, runnin' no things round here)

No pump pump, fake fake, fade-forward jump (ooh)

Naw, you ain't runnin' shit around here

No tip-off to tap n, rushin', jumpin', backboard crushin' (ooh)

Naw, you ain't runnin' shit round here (runnin no things round here)

You ain't runnin' shit round here (runnin no things round here)

And your face

Brother, can you paradigm?

She wears pretty like the word cute was tattooed on her smile

She's cute

She wears gorgeous like she had it tailor-made

Fine like she's going out of style

She be sportin' the hell outta beautiful (she's cute)

Brother, can you paradigm?

Shake! Shape-shifting

The shifting like the tectonic plates that cause the earth to quake

You're standing and the epicenter

Let the shaking begin (shaking begin)

The shaking starts here (shaking begin)

The shape of things to come came, went (let the shaking begin)

Time well spent (shaking begin)

So brother, can you paradigm?

Shake! Shake! (oh baby)

Any spare change? (Shake! Shake!)

Can you paradigm? (Oh lord) (shake!)

She wears naked like the word free was inscribed (shake!)

On her mind, she's free (shake!)

She's fully dressed and her birthday suit (shake!)

Innocent sportin' and the raw (shake!)

She be wearin' the hell outta nudity (shake! Shake!)

And she's a fashion statement if I ever seen 1 (shake! Shake!)

Always on time

Brother, can you paradigm?

Ooh (oh, she makes me pop my finger on time)

She makes me pop my finger on time

The sign of things that come to my mind

And when you cross my mind, look both ways

Before you cross my mind (before you cross it)

Brother, can you spare a dime?

Brother, can you paradigm? (paradigm)

The shape of things that come came

To young whores and muck row there

Ahead and time, the soul-searching beam of a strobe

As I rise, the cries of kings are great

Made way there, near here, now gone far

Shall we rise?

I feel my wrists, no light refilled to rule over me

She sees me panic, she starts to run away

I scream and silent comforts but I'm not heard

She's still and panic for I've not said a word

For what, for fear for truth, is truth the light?

Is truth the light, is truth the light?

Brother, can you paradigm?

It was kinda like (time and darkness)

All the holes that it creates (and space do not exist)

Way down there but at least ad lib

Can you paradigm and virtual Israel? (ooh)