Lyrics:
the mantle piece, the dreadlocked fellow Looked around
Picking up pink paper piles, dancing in the midday sun
Craft paper, white paper, draw all the lights
Catch me at the Diplomat
Smoking dabs getting blast
Where the strippers at?
Futurist aristocrat
I'm a wizard with the paper-craft
Catch me
Could pick from any planet but I sculpted one from polymer
And headstones, paper-craft
I've become the conqueror
Of everything but everything just adds
and paper craft
Shut the world out, home at last
Woolly blankets on the beds
Crochet stars and flowers red
Books piled high, close our eyes
Outside
and paper craft
Shut the world out, home at last
Woolly blankets on the beds
Crochet stars and flowers red
Books piled high, close our eyes
Outside
time now I can't wait up
Focus on my fam and on my craft and stacking paper
Walking on these beats just like Mike Jackson or like Jason
Knew this shit
break so I won't even ask you
Stuck to you like a tattoo, I'ma break bad if I have to
Take that, and some bad news
But I'm on that paper like my craft
ho ho it is Christmas time again !Christmas time again.!
You can see as the winter falling the snowman the kids are making ,with cotton, papers
rapped the same frequency, oh god
We ‘bout to kill a bitter hater with a 16 millimetre, only to get better with the craft
As on paper, we are killers,
With Sadness
Until It Spins
Out Of Silence
On To Paper
We Craft
Confessional Poems
With The Spark
Of A Metaphor
And The Speed
Of A Comet
We Are Saviors
niggas who think they got me
Trauma talent craft this paper like origami
Paper bombs Molded with anger I’m kamikaze
Suicide next to my 9 who seek
just drown
All of my enemies are in town
Plan in my head, Finding it dead
Just about right, Keepin' it real
Just trynna make some paper of the craft
Just
Chose to swipe right
It sparked with a flame
In our hands
And ignited into
Something more
Like paper-mâché
You craft my heart
Back in shape
Back to life
on Tik Tok
Yellow gold on the chain like Rick Fox making paper off the craft like Big Lots
I drop the bars plus I engineer in the yo got the roar like
through chains, hell and back, these felon raps
We interact, word to black, form out glass, perform my craft, paper taps
There's reason though, streets
the compliment
So fuck you see you later
Had to stop chasing paper
Perfect the craft
Get it later
Only me and mine I cater to
cnd the fans is mine too
cnd I do
cappuccino
cnd that's the craft
Paper thin
Still all inside the casinos
Chipping that cash
Sitting on some shit that could last
cll thru the bloodbath
on the chain like Rick Fox making paper off the craft like Big Lots
I drop the bars plus I engineer in the yo got the roar like a engine here
Pulling strings
Wait to fill the page
Words loose on lips, now they lay upon a paper stage
And it buckles from the weight, now fold in my script
I craft a paper
Niggas cut me for the paper like it was craft and arts
Thought they was my dog, but when it was time they had no bark
So no new niggas, just my niggas
a bag
Who? Me? Huh, laugh (laugh)
Bitch, you better save your money
Get creative with the paper like arts and crafts
Bitch, I'm archin' backs
Nigga,
can’t roll papers
Say they burn fast
You better master your craft
Cause the papers lead to paper and more paper
Feed on the energy of every hater
Long
got a vendetta
Against you please? Don't make me laugh
All about the paper and about my craft
Never took a lane, I carved my own path
Don't use my name
I've maxed my overdraft
And if I'm making paper it's
Strictly arts and crafts
Cashing in on urban culture
Like a greedy ogre
Fashion sense the whitest
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