Lyrics:
yeah right?
I’m taking a sweet heart,
Down on my knees yall
Go to see Elvis get married and be off
Now do you take this man to be your husband, I do, I
game
But I started watching my mama
When she was cooking up game
And I tried going to school
But there was no books in my brain
So I started cutting
Seeping in from the outside
Interfering with the silence
I dropped you off and I headed home
But this apartment, It's never felt like my own
I took
It's a tired drumbeat in my chest
I left all the ones I loved the best
Loneliness was stripping off her dress
But that's alright
I was getting
the name Redskins, 'cause that's such a chore
Then we'll tackle climate change, hats off to Al Gore
Life is gonna be we-wow-whee!
For my shadow and me
line dialectic
Dig the perspective
Of an open minded skeptic
Where you're skeptical
Looks don't count
Better off judging by rhymebooks
And share
Yeah
Early morning cutting corners
Rolling up this marijuana
Stole it straight from California homie what do you got on it?
My cup holder
you
Might've lord I doubt it
Everyday's a waste I know everyday's a funeral
I'm cutting out I'm feeling lost
I've lost my mind I'm Mr. Frost
I've
THE PLACE YOU CAME FROM
THE PLACE YOU LEFT BEHIND
OH SO YOU'RE MOVING OUT
MOVING OUT
MOVING OUT
CUTTING THE CORDS
YOU DON'T KNOW WHERE YOU'RE GOING
get there from here... I heard em say
Up from where we were
And I'm sure..been there before
Cutting throught the field...like a sea
Head beneath it
an arsenal of outbursts
But I'm just saying it first
I don't want to lose everything that we grew
I'm not cutting you down, I'm just carrying the axe
the game I'm a spit the truth,
I won't stop till I get em in they birthday suits.
So gimmie the rhythm and it'll be off with they clothes,
Then bend
off but you're up to something, it's a cry for help.
Was it worth it to be part of something if you can't control yourself.
And I told myself I
I can see the traces, oh
You show a bit of empathy
You'd be better off as ?
Using some kind of telepathy
I'm a reject of the society
Your
to you
Let’s get lost in the groove
If you leave what’s a brother to do
Ain’t cutting you lose
If no be me tell me who be your boo
Who you go call when
the handles
Going 50 down the street
Thinking if a car should hit me
At least itu0027ll swipe me off my feet
Tell me what is going on
How are you getting on?
Wash it away
You change like the seasons
Take off my day
Keep all my leaves in
I'm cutting ties
You can be free
Breaking all those chains
You
off-putting
The gray escaped from the overhead pasture with the wave
Of a hand through the lingering moisture-clad land
cnd the rust and resin became
I don't feel fine despite what I say
But I feel justified in every way
When I leave you dangling, fumbling to find the thread
Trailing off
great
Undisputed like weight
When I'm upper cutting in your face
Body blows and jabs
For niggas hating on SLAB
You come with that bullshit
Guaranteed I'm
be hitting my phone about nothing
Speak on some money or something with substance
Niggas you hate or them bitches you fucking
cin't cutting it
there
From young Masego this
Is truly a battle of the ages
On the one hand, the young
Phenom Masego is cutting, slashing
And taking the ball to the
Hole
did a abracadabra on my life
Had to take some time off get my mind right
Now the light is bright in the lime light
It's bigger than music but the music
doesn’t really matter he has a way of cutting through the ordinary chatter and anyway we’ve got one foot in the grave
waiting to be saved by a dude named
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