Lyrics:
Dial 1-800-Cyanide line
Far as life, yo it ain't worth it
Put a rope around your neck and jerk it
The trick didn't work
Your life was fucked up from
boo'd up
Looking at her plate, thinking she can fuck her food up
Ain't measured by her morals, she just threw the ruler
Cheap tricks, looking for a way
eye's not lazy
Am I high on weed yeah maybe
The NPT is where I'm from
Where the pills are cheap and the weed is strong
When you make a hip hop LP there's
tone, I would find home
And I'm someone everyone got they eyes on
See I was taught up in this trade you gotta learn the tricks
Not to go by the book but
a hustler, a goddamn go-getter
So fuck the Avengers, I am the vendetta
Switched up my bitch for a trick to get cheddar
I never get fed up, I just g-get better
the name
Yeah, papercutz
Papercutz, Paper
Here we go, papercutz
papercutz, paper
paper, cutz, papercutz, paper, paper
Are you gonna do another album man?
Dictatorship of wolves, dictating to the sheep.
Dictated to by fools and half the public is asleep. Wrapped in cotton wool like we are covered in a sheet. Like
(okay)
Love him like a brother, treat him like a trick
Caller six, ain't no better
Caller seven made me wetter
think he's slick, but I'm cleve
Caller
in my MC school, my class is packed
And tricks are for kids so I left your ass back.
The bow-legged brother, there'll never be another.
I buy
to the cars in the wallets
I know the trick, you can charge it
An i got keys to V's, you can start it
But if ya can't end it don't jump up in it
but if I hit
to the Pharisees
They never played fair with me
Born into sovereignty
Divided by Disparity
There's power in perpetuity
There's power in popularity
But they
achieving
Overcoming I am never beaten
Battery in my back
Been there and back
And I'm backed by some
Billy Goats who know my stats
And they act on it
They
life to bit's
I'm so, I'm so over it
New girl, same bar, see you every weekend
Cheap tricks, BS, get them back in your bed
Twenty six, still in your
Under this canvas he hides a dream
A trick of the type too cheap to be free
Makes your bourgeoning inquiry
More easily answered
Oh a sight they have
All of you niggas are cheap
You're trying so hard to believe
I'll bring this world to it's knees
Stacking up racks like a beast
I sleep inside with
the kids
Never trust a bitch, never think Yuk a trick
I got the slut dismissed, she got the dismissal
I ain't fuckin with you, bitch, you got too many
woman) I want his wife
I'm the type to go to gamblin' parties with trick dice
I rob casinos, slugs, eat those
You'd think it was the devil feedin' you
to chill when the club is crowded
But these dudes drink the liquor down daily by the gallon, wondering why their license ain't valid
We got drink over here,
you couldn’t make a mile
Smoke a bowl and stretch your soul
I’m on a roll, stuck in album mode
Who else kills it the same way that we do?
You’re
Skengdo be full of tricks, it's kind of peak if I do not know ya
Talk is cheap, how many times did the silly joker been bored up?
Believe me I can move
best friend
Surrounded by some solid okes
Hai nina enihleka all the jokes
I like the girl and she ain't have to boast
Then I wifed her after teaching her
So many times I excuse shit
People watch my life like a movie
They will never get a full clip
My album name is my middle name
This a side of me that
The type of brother that will go
To ya album release party
Grab the mic and BOO you
Like how's how, F' how's how
I make a fool's do rag do not want to
Nephew
some hoes in the backyard they barbequing them stakes
I sippin on that Alaze, I'm smoking on that better hay
Sittin by the pool with my ray bands
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