Skepta - Redeye To Paris Lyrics






Cause y'all grew up watchin' Rambo and Commando and Cobra and Schwarzenegger, coincidently is now the governor of a state in America. So where does the social responsibility fall for Hollywood? Na'mean that's why me I try tell us that art is a reflection of life. I wants the youth not to shoot and leave a song about it

[Verse 1 - Erick Arc Elliott:]
How can I only handle my business from this 9-5
I smoke that dope, I call that potent, smokin' till I'm paralyzed
High as hell I'm blinded, Zombies been auto pilot
This year my bro told me get mine
Oui oui, we in Paris
Skepta MC, architecture the textures of beats
My complexion obsessive to infections when I call to freaks
While this mind is matured I got my green from my fans
So if you smokin' on Reggie, I smack that green from your hands
My revival, ye nah take me title cause man are stifle
No man, no war, no rifle
Me day are in the ghetto, sense it pon' me head stone
If I was a star, word to God I'd be Fredro
It's all fashion, I smokes good I talks lavish
Led to fame, a French name, expensive habits
Tappin' out to chicken wings from Bob Backlund
Whole Foods, I eats good, it's organic

[Verse 2 - Zombie Juice:]
In Paris, got hotties, no molly just ganji
Stone like a brick, meet you in the lobby
Gettin' dome off the rip, gold colored tints
Whip like I whip, lay my shit down ya shrimp
Technical message spray and beheaded
Get used to slayin'
They useful, they used to slaves
Zulu man use their great
The proofs of mis-truth
Hidden in America's roots
Livin'? I'm barely, just shoot
To the stars and cave in the roof
Big timer for the majors it's proof
Skepta with the ganja, salute
Represent for my mama, stay true
Gotta get it for low and the flip too
Flatbush in the news, cops killed who?
Niggas of the blue gotta trust who
Money on my mind, what I've been through
All alone in the scroll with a issue
Sticking to the dry like a tissue
Sacrifice for the world, gonna miss you
One wish, few blunts and a pistol
Frank White in a drop top we miss you
Tip top, hip-hop rap's official
Not hot, been told not official
Big shot, big plot my [?]
Zombies blow wide, continental

[Hook x2 - Erick Arc Elliott:]
Yo shawty on my wood wood
Ay it ain't no problem cause we smokin' on that good good
Light one for my niggas who represent the hood hood
You know we smokin' that fire, she light the wood
Dawg I just fuck her good

[Verse 3 - Meechy Darko:]
Won't be known until I'm on and niggas hand me the throne
Physically been many places but I'm Brooklyn's own
If a nigga nice as me then he must be a clone
Yo bitch is foamin at the mouth, I had to give her a bone
Niggas should be embarrassed I caught a Redeye to Paris
Eyes red from smokin' the hash
Ah shit that classic, I'm nasty pass me it
Bitch and I smash it, pass me a tab of some acid
Pass me the globe and I trot that bitch
Like you know what the best is
You hardly bent, I'm Harvey Dent
Put my faith in the flip, you ain't a pimp
Your reign ain't shit, you put your faith in the bitch
Saint laurent crash denims, my shit came with the rips
My flow is sick, I spit more than a retard's kiss
I'm in your bitch, I raided my hips like I'm ravishing Rick
I'm rather sick, aha feel my vibe, catchin' my drift
I wore a rubber that night, so that cannot be my kid
Do as I say and get out, follow my actions and live

[Verse 4 - Skepta:]
I get love from the north and the west
Love from the south and the east
It's a zombie attack you bitches, we don't care about the police
I know you heard about the single, and you know about the album that I'm about to release
That's why I'm in Paris taking pics with the girls outside on the streets
There will never be another like me, rep my gang 'til I D.I.E
And I don't wanna get buried in a grave
Burn me and throw my ashes in the sea (amen)
Hennessey and Coke in the cup
And Pierre got me the weed and the Rizlas
I'm gonna smoke my spliff 'til it gets to the roach and it burns my fingers
Watch the rude boy spit now
Musical chairs make a man sit down
Any size, little rave or a big crowd
Somebody's gonna die here like Chris Brown
Picture me broke in the hood on the run from the police, up to no good
Driving with no license, two packs in the passenger seat, looking like Suge
Fuck that, I've gotta get paid I swear, I'm tryn'a be the hustler of the year
I've been killing it for lots of years, put money on my head, that's stocks and shares
I put the work in, I go too hard, business man with no business card
Take a good look right now, the last time you see a rude boy like me spitting these bars

[Hook x2 - Erick Arc Elliott:]
Yo shawty on my wood wood
Ay it ain't no problem cause we smokin' on that good good
Light one for my niggas who represent the hood hood
You know we smokin' that fire, she light the wood
Dawg I just fuck her good





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  1. b.... Z....

    the single art background is STILL dope asf on Acid in 2k19 🔥

  2. L.... S....

    Nobody fucking say, “Who’s listening in 2020?” Leave that shit in 2019 for heavens sake

    L.... S....

    Lucidity Soul 2020 FBZ BBK AYYY

  3. S.... D....

    Just found this song, jesus christ I hate missing these gold bars for years..

  4. K.... ....

    This os still one of my favorite songs ever 🔥🔥

  5. K.... .....

    AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

  6. G.... B....

    This is one of the best hidden songs nobody knows bangs. Skepta and flatbush YOU NEED TO COLLAB

  7. D.... B....

    The franc fowr nec sar

  8. D.... B....

    Abylyfy

  9. K.... M....

    Is there a siren in this song or is that outside my house>

  10. K.... ....

    Why the fuck did I not know about this collab

  11. J.... T....

    Skepta kills this song. So 🔥🔥🔥

  12. d.... k....

    Still ONE of my favorite fbz songs of all time. So hard to choose a fav they spitting fire song after song. I listen to them religiously every damn day no doubt

  13. C.... C....

    THE TEACHA'S SPEECH #VYBZKARTEL

  14. G.... ....

    didnt hear this song till late 2016 but its still bringing back memories

  15. D.... ....

    Damn, this is soooo goood

  16. B.... S....

    Amazing track. Love the music

  17. C.... M....

    Still going hard in 19!

  18. m.... 9....

    That nigga with the beard (zombie juice) is nice. Always has the hardest verse of the bunch

  19. s.... H....

    Becky tex pee on my feet

  20. w.... t....

    Vybz kartel in the intro bless to zombie for recognising worl boss

  21. D.... F....

    Juice ♥️

  22. J.... H....

    Is karma really ready?

  23. e.... ....

    Not an 808 to be heard... still fire. Take notes. U can be different and make it

  24. A.... E....

    Don’t got the lyrics kid but skepta fire 🔥 sun-y

  25. G.... S....

    Jeez almost 5 years ago, still an amazing track 🔥

  26. w.... a....

    Juice was the hardest

  27. S.... M....

    Wee wee, we in Paris

  28. R.... L....

    [Intro: Sample]
    "'Cause y'all grew up watchin' Rambo and Commando and Cobra and Schwarzenegger, coincidently is now the governor of a state in America. So where does the social responsibility fall for Hollywood? Na'mean, that's why, me, I try tell us that art is a reflection of life. I wants the youth not to shoot and leave a song about it."

    [Verse 1: Erick Arc Elliott]
    How can I only handle my business from this 9-5
    I smoke that dope, I call that potent, smokin' till I'm paralyzed
    High as hell I'm blinded, Zombies been auto pilot
    This year my bro told me get mine
    Oui oui, we in Paris
    Skepta MC, architecture the textures of beats
    My complexion obsessive to infections when I call to freaks
    While this mind is matured I got my green from my fans
    So if you smokin' on Reggie, I smack that green from your hands
    My revival, ye nah take me title cause me nah stifle
    No man, no war, no rifle
    Me day are in the ghetto, sense it pon' me head stone
    If I was a star, word to God I'd be Fredro
    It's all fashion, I smokes good I talks lavish
    Led to fame, a French name, expensive habits
    Tappin' out to chicken wings from Bob Backlund
    Whole Foods, I eats good, it's organic

    [Verse 2: Zombie Juice]
    In Paris, got hotties, no molly—just ganji
    Stone like a brick, meet you in the lobby
    Gettin' dome off the rip, gold colored tints
    Whip like I whip, lay my shit down ya shrimp
    Technical message spray and beheaded
    Get used to slayin'
    They useful, they used to slaves
    Zulu man use their great
    The gruesomest truths
    Hidden in America's roots
    Livin'? I'm barely, just shoot
    To the stars and cave in the roof
    Big timer for the majors it's proof
    Skepta with the ganja, salute
    Represent for my mama, stay true
    Gotta get it for low and the flip too
    Flatbush in the news, cops killed who?
    Victims of the blue gotta trust who
    Money on my mind, what I've been through
    All alone in this world with a issue
    Sticking to the grime like a tissue
    Sacrifice for the world, gonna miss you
    One wish, few blunts and a pistol
    Frank White in a drop top we miss you
    Tip top, hip-hop rap's official
    Not hot, been told not official
    Big shot, big plot my [?]
    Zombies worldwide, continental


    [Hook: Erick Arc Elliott]
    Yo shawty on my wood wood
    Ay it ain't no problem cause we smokin' on that good good
    Light one for my niggas who represent the hood hood
    You know we smokin' that fire, she light the wood
    Dawg I just fuck her good
    Yo shawty on my wood wood
    Ay it ain't no problem cause we smokin' on that good good
    Light one for my niggas who represent the hood hood
    You know we smokin' that fire, she light the wood
    Dawg I just fuck her good

    [Verse 3: Meechy Darko]
    Won't be known until I'm on and niggas hand me the throne
    Physically been many places but I'm Brooklyn's own
    If a nigga nice as me then he must be a clone
    Yo bitch is foamin at the mouth, I had to give her a bone
    Niggas should be embarrassed I caught a Redeye to Paris
    Eyes red from smokin' the hash
    Ashy to classy, I'm nasty pass me it
    Bitch and I smash it, pass me a tab of some acid
    Pass me the globe and I trot that bitch
    Like you know what the best is
    You hardly bent, I'm Harvey Dent
    Put my faith in the flip, you ain't a pimp
    Your reign ain't shit, you put your faith in the bitch
    Saint laurent crash denims, my shit came with the rips
    My flow is sick, I spit more than a retard's kiss
    I'm in your bitch, gyrating my hips like I'm ravishing Rick
    I'm rather sick, aha feel my vibe, catchin' my drift
    I wore a rubber that night, so that cannot be my kid
    Do as I say and get out, follow my actions and live


    [Verse 4: Skepta]
    I get love from the north and the west
    Love from the south and the east
    It's a zombie attack you bitches
    We don't care about the police
    I know you heard about the single
    And you know about the album that I'm about to release
    That's why I'm in Paris
    Taking pics with the girls outside on the streets
    There will never be another like me, rep my gang 'til I D.I.E
    And I don't wanna get buried in a grave
    Burn me and throw my ashes in the sea (amen)
    Hennessey and Coke in the cup
    And Pierre got me the weed and the Rizlas
    I'm gonna smoke my spliff 'til it gets to the roach and it burns my fingers
    Watch the rude boy spit now
    Musical chairs make a man sit down
    Any size, little rave or a big crowd
    Somebody's gonna die here like Chris Brown
    Picture me broke in the hood
    On the run from the police, up to no good
    Driving with no license, two packs in the passenger seat, looking like Suge
    Fuck that, I've gotta get paid I swear
    I'm tryn'a be the hustler of the year
    I've been killing it for lots of years
    Put money on my head, that's stocks and shares
    I put the work in, I go too hard
    Business man with no business card
    Take a good look right now, the last time you see a rude boy like me spitting these bars


    [Hook: Erick Arc Elliot]
    Yo shawty on my wood wood
    Ay it ain't no problem cause we smokin' on that good good
    Light one for my niggas who represent the hood hood
    You know we smokin' that fire, she light the wood
    Dawg I just fuck her good
    Yo shawty on my wood wood
    Ay it ain't no problem cause we smokin' on that good good
    Light one for my niggas who represent the hood hood
    You know we smokin' that fire, she light the wood
    Dawg I just fuck her good

  29. j.... j....

    So I'm cleaning my car faded asf listening to this on the speaker right 2:18"yoo yooo" I start fucking panicking because I hear someone calling me in my driveway 😂

  30. J.... C....

    i can’t be the only one who shouts OUI OUI WE IN PARIS like 28172663828 times a day

  31. J.... N....

    Eric is just such a good producer

  32. �.... �....

    Skepta anal-raped this beat.

  33. M.... d....

    - octubre de 2019 y sigue tumbando bajos.

  34. S.... H....

    [Verse 1: Erick Arc Elliott]
    How can I only handle my business from this 9-5
    I smoke that dope, I call that potent, smokin' till I'm paralyzed
    High as hell I'm blinded, Zombies been auto pilot
    This year my bro told me get mine
    Oui oui, we in Paris
    Skepta MC, architecture the textures of beats
    My complexion obsessive to infections when I call to freaks
    While this mind is matured I got my green from my fans
    So if you smokin' on Reggie, I smack that green from your hands
    My revival, ye nah take me title cause me nah stifle
    No man, no war, no rifle
    Me day are in the ghetto, sense it pon' me head stone
    If I was a star, word to God I'd be Fredro
    It's all fashion, I smokes good I talks lavish
    Led to fame, a French name, expensive habits
    Tappin' out to chicken wings from Bob Backlund
    Whole Foods, I eats good, it's organic

    [Verse 2: Zombie Juice]
    In Paris, got hotties, no molly—just ganji
    Stone like a brick, meet you in the lobby
    Gettin' dome off the rip, gold colored tints
    Whip like I whip, lay my shit down ya shrimp
    Technical message spray and beheaded
    Get used to slayin'
    They useful, they used to slaves
    Zulu man use their great
    The gruesomest truths
    Hidden in America's roots
    Livin'? I'm barely, just shoot
    To the stars and cave in the roof
    Big timer for the majors it's proof
    Skepta with the ganja, salute
    Represent for my mama, stay true
    Gotta get it for low and the flip too
    Flatbush in the news, cops killed who?
    Victims of the blue gotta trust who
    Money on my mind, what I've been through
    All alone in this world with a issue
    Sticking to the grime like a tissue
    Sacrifice for the world, gonna miss you
    One wish, few blunts and a pistol
    Frank White in a drop top we miss you
    Tip top, hip-hop rap's official
    Not hot, been told not official
    Big shot, big plot my [?]
    Zombies worldwide, continental

    [Hook: Erick Arc Elliott]
    Yo shawty on my wood wood
    Ay it ain't no problem cause we smokin' on that good good
    Light one for my niggas who represent the hood hood
    You know we smokin' that fire, she light the wood
    Dawg I just fuck her good
    Yo shawty on my wood wood
    Ay it ain't no problem cause we smokin' on that good good
    Light one for my niggas who represent the hood hood
    You know we smokin' that fire, she light the wood
    Dawg I just fuck her good

    [Verse 3: Meechy Darko]
    Won't be known until I'm on and niggas hand me the throne
    Physically been many places but I'm Brooklyn's own
    If a nigga nice as me then he must be a clone
    Yo bitch is foamin at the mouth, I had to give her a bone
    Niggas should be embarrassed I caught a Redeye to Paris
    Eyes red from smokin' the hash
    Ashy to classy, I'm nasty pass me it
    Bitch and I smash it, pass me a tab of some acid
    Pass me the globe and I trot that bitch
    Like you know what the best is
    You hardly bent, I'm Harvey Dent
    Put my faith in the flip, you ain't a pimp
    Your reign ain't shit, you put your faith in the bitch
    Saint laurent crash denims, my shit came with the rips
    My flow is sick, I spit more than a retard's kiss
    I'm in your bitch, gyrating my hips like I'm ravishing Rick
    I'm rather sick, aha feel my vibe, catchin' my drift
    I wore a rubber that night, so that cannot be my kid
    Do as I say and get out, follow my actions and live

    [Verse 4: Skepta]
    I get love from the north and the west
    Love from the south and the east
    It's a zombie attack you bitches
    We don't care about the police
    I know you heard about the single
    And you know about the album that I'm about to release
    That's why I'm in Paris
    Taking pics with the girls outside on the streets
    There will never be another like me, rep my gang 'til I D.I.E
    And I don't wanna get buried in a grave
    Burn me and throw my ashes in the sea (amen)
    Hennessey and Coke in the cup
    And Pierre got me the weed and the Rizlas
    I'm gonna smoke my spliff 'til it gets to the roach and it burns my fingers
    Watch the rude boy spit now
    Musical chairs make a man sit down
    Any size, little rave or a big crowd
    Somebody's gonna die here like Chris Brown
    Picture me broke in the hood
    On the run from the police, up to no good
    Driving with no license, two packs in the passenger seat, looking like Suge
    Fuck that, I've gotta get paid I swear
    I'm tryn'a be the hustler of the year
    I've been killing it for lots of years
    Put money on my head, that's stocks and shares
    I put the work in, I go too hard
    Business man with no business card
    Take a good look right now, the last time you see a rude boy like me spitting these bars

    [Hook: Erick Arc Elliot]
    Yo shawty on my wood wood
    Ay it ain't no problem cause we smokin' on that good good
    Light one for my niggas who represent the hood hood
    You know we smokin' that fire, she light the wood
    Dawg I just fuck her good
    Yo shawty on my wood wood
    Ay it ain't no problem cause we smokin' on that good good
    Light one for my niggas who represent the hood hood
    You know we smokin' that fire, she light the wood
    Dawg I just fuck her good

  35. n.... a....

    uk reppin

  36. W.... ....

    This song is scary asf when you're high

  37. T.... P....

    Golden Age of the New age Rap

  38. K.... ....

    I swear to god, the whole Beast Coast is the reason why hiphop is still alive. The Underachievers, Flatbush Zombies, Joey Badass, Denzel Curry and Skepta are my favourite rappers at the moment

  39. J.... ....

    Beast Coast - Problemz the intro had me getting vibes from this classic so I came to pay tribute

  40. S.... T....

    Juice killed em all

  41. I.... G....

    Smoking a raw cone to this 👍♥️🌞

    I.... G....

    Aye same

  42. D.... G....

    miss things like this, RIP old flex

  43. f.... ....

    will forever remember flatbush bringing out skepta for this song at the splash festival 2019

    f.... ....

    I wanted to be there so bad

  44. J.... R....

    I remember listening to this like 3 years ago and just thinking damn this bangs hard af NO music group is better than Flatbush... I said but then shortly after I ran into suicide boys and I immediately had changed my mind and to this day they are my favorite rappers haven’t looked at Flatbush since then and just hearing this again just gives me strong flash backs 3 years ago when I use to be on probation and did sooooo much acid ritually every 2 weeks ( cuz tolerance) AND I MEAN EVERY 2 WEEKS FOR LIKE 7 months till I got off probation then I could smoke weed finally , then I stoped the acid I i love acid so much my boy even got his hands on some needlepoint and OMG it changed my life there’s no way I could have stayed clean and turned around my life getting off probation without the assistance of lsd cuz it just made me snap out of the delirium mindstate that was destroying me without realizing the damage I was causing and that’s how acid helped me it helped me recognize the damage and the approach to certain life situations I was completely doing wrong and unhealthy manner like my attitude and will to listen to what I have to do even tho I do not want to

  45. A.... D....

    Erick killed his verse “ architecture the texture of beats” is my favorite line

  46. E.... S....

    Is that big shaq mans not hot?????? Cuz if’so I’ll never stop rapping they’ll love to bar with me

  47. T.... ....

    Haven’t heard this song in a hot minute, still a bop

  48. O.... K....

    long live the zombies

  49. A.... S....

    Who produced this? It was probably Erick but sheesh, this some crazy shit!!

  50. R.... S....

    skeppy ate this track props to flatbush too

  51. A.... M....

    sketpa killed this shit

  52. F.... ....

    Holy fuck how did I never knew about this track?

  53. R.... ....

    I put my faith in a flip

  54. d.... ....

    shout out to my niggas being true since 2015 on release. shit still fire

  55. R.... J....

    Long assssss TRIPPPP>) HITTING 16TH HOUR OF JITTER SWEATS TINGLE 12:31PM

    412 MCKEESPORT BBBBAAAAABBBBBYYYYY

    R.... J....

    I hit the breaking point that even music made me loose my shit never have i ever felt like I did last night..... trippy shit

  56. M.... ....

    this would be a perfect song for an early 2000s madden game soundtrack

  57. R.... J....

    Stuck yoooooo TTTTTTRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIPPPPPPPPPPPIIIIIINNNNNNNN
    MCKEESPORT,PA 2:03AM LMFAO

  58. R.... J....

    LSD BABBYY

  59. G.... S....

    Dam im glad I’m jus hearing this cuz this some heat🔥

  60. K.... C....

    What's the beginning part from

  61. r.... ....

    Been a fan since the beginning and I never heard this one wtf? Oh well Erick my favorite on this he’s so smooth. Nvm they’re all my favorite I can’t do that to them.

    r.... ....

    roachdogg421 late g

  62. p.... c....

    Mad I can’t get this on iTunes so fuego🔥🔥🔥

  63. V.... d....

    Bro i didnt know about this featuring.... smh boy

  64. K.... M....

    yaaaaayyy thats it ,... definitely my taste

  65. B.... R....

    Gotta listen to this at least 10 times a day every single day.

  66. F.... 1....

    Too bad meech quit rapping like this 😭

  67. T.... ....

    How have I only just found this banger!

  68. w.... ....

    ASAP Ferg, Ab-Soul, Schoolboy Q and Smoke DZA would kill this track too

  69. D.... V....

    Bruh Flatbush is so dope honestly. Listening to their BEASTCOAST album and going back to gems like this, Half-Time, Glorious Thugs, 222, Blacktivist just to name a few. They’ve grown a fuck ton and my boi The Architect is gettin his respect finally. Praying for a FBZ feature on Skepta’s new album

    D.... V....

    BEASTCOAST!!!!

    D.... V....

    Your b is foaming!

    D.... V....

    Yo this the truest comment there is!!!! Creative, Flow, Bars, Stoic, Real, Psybient beat type of best rap there is out there. Listening to this an you can switch it to Laker Papers like you just hit a tab of acid.

  70. y.... p....

    This still harder than every new track released by anybody

  71. L.... ....

    2019 and still fucken fire 🔥

  72. N.... F....

    Best year of my life

  73. J.... ....

    Fuck skeppy though * 2019

  74. A.... L....

    Big up vybz kartel on the intro #WorldBoss #GAZA

  75. P.... P....

    Traduction please 🇫🇷

  76. L.... ....

    How have I missed this one?? Surely I'm not the only person lol

  77. j.... J....

    Make this into a music video guys!! Start it wit a red eye looking over Paris then cutting into you guys and showing the grime of the area

  78. J.... B....

    CHEK OUT MY NEW INSTRUMENTALS BY JD BEATZ 🔥🔥🔥
    https://youtu.be/S7-bBj5ne1Y
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  79. J.... B....

    CHEK OUT MY NEW INSTRUMENTALS BY JD BEATZ 🔥🔥🔥
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  80. J.... B....

    CHEK OUT MY NEW INSTRUMENTALS BY JD BEATZ 🔥🔥🔥
    https://youtu.be/S7-bBj5ne1Y
    https://youtu.be/rYvJ65mQayY
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  81. l.... ....

    i bump this everyday!!

  82. D.... K....

    Fuck that fire, this that magma and it’s twenty nineteen bruh!!

  83. T.... ....

    why is this not on spotify

  84. R.... B....

    red eye to notre dame

  85. J.... S....

    track so hot the cathedral literally burned down

  86. A.... S....

    Notre Dames? 15 april 2019?

  87. M.... ....

    Imma repeat play the shit out of this

  88. T.... F....

    ❤🔥👌

  89. d.... n....

    Every day

  90. x.... ....

    Skepta single handidly took this that uk flow the Americans can't compete to it

  91. f.... ....

    "Watch the rude boy spit now,
    Musical chairs make a man sit down.
    Any size, little rave or a big crowd,
    Somebody's gonna die here like Chris Brown" 👏😂🤣❤👌