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of the feds
Flag green, the cutters red
Now watch, I cut up like Sherhonda, yeah
I'm in this bitch, who want me dead?
Uh-uh-uh-uh, yeah
Nah bitch, I'm
Hold on, pitch fork
Knife on front that cutter
Take out three opps he a gang baby
Ain't no tellin' what he do for tear drops
In hell like I'm satan
got hitter that's gon' slide for me
Runnin' through the bag so
The plug graduated me racks got me cocky
My lil niggas think I'm straight from it
Cutter
[Aesop Rock]
Before shooting troops was cooler than hula hoops,
High noon was your basic who's who of brutal truth.
Hot summer gun or box-cutter
My girl gave me a bolt cutter, we love to break in
Reclaim all the spaces they forgot they had taken
And all this is ours, it's gonna be what we
Better help her often
She kept on working
And sitting by a hair cutter
Hair cutter
My hair cutter
Yes
Yes
You got a problem with my cookie cutter life?
I'll put you back in your place
And if you're lookin' at my cookie cutter wife
I'll kick the smile
apestoso coño mil pollas con sida
Quisiera verte completamente hundida
Gastarte con un cutter y echar
Sal en tus heridas envalarte y exhibirte
Procurando que
(Dans les épinards, y a plus de butter)
L'actu' a fait qu'on a sorti le cutter
(L'actu' a fait qu'on a sorti le cutter)
Paro, j'suis pas né en
You got a problem with my cookie cutter life?
I'll put you back in your place
And if you're looking at my cookie cutter wife
I'll kick the smile
From the jaw swinging
Eryone
Singing
Too much talk to the pork
Steada dat u shoulda cut back
Rusty cutter on the lap better chuck that
Dont swing dat
There was an old stone cutter
Who lived in a cabin on the mountain side
And the old stone cutter
Knew it won't be long before he died
And all around
never saw sun or sky
Roads that never saw sun or sky.
Down at the coal face the miner's workin'
Rattle of the belt and the cutter's blade
Crumble
as the grave in the Cumberland mine
Down at the coal face, miners working
Rattle of the belt and the cutter's blade
Rumble of the rock and the walls closed
up, no option, we kill for each other
My brother, I love 'em, don't touch 'em
We hop out with cutters, don't play with my people
Play with my brother
of all my mistakes
Bite my tongue, vision spins, living life from the cutter's skin
Sent to be an ungrateful son, can't you see my breath is gone?
Bury
(Skelez, oh my God)
Can't nobody tell me shit 'cause I got cutters, motherfucker
Bitch, I'm Virgil 'til I die, no, I can't be nobody other
Told
Supreme violation
Blood in the foyer
The bathroom
The tea room
The kitchen, with her knives splayed
I will swallow your sharpest cutter
Like a colored
no way in the hell we goin' anywhere without a cutter (cutter)
Put that on my, uh, and I'm live from the gutter (gutter)
Posted up with shooters,
to night, he think 'bout steppin' and slidin'
Old rusty cutter make 'em get down, ayy
Blood from the gutters so when that stick 'round, ayy
She wanna
that her
father kept a collection of tools in the basement. She ran downstairs, and when
she came back up, she had a large sheet metal cutter
in her
and when
She came back up, she had a large sheet metal cutter
In her hand. "This is the best I could find." She was very out of breath.
"Here, you do it.
a stain
New cutter, in a Cullinan like a dope boy
He shouldn't be no problem now we got the drop I be ridin' with ole' boy
Swerve through the hood my
a come fi dem cutter
See di shotter dem a come fi dem cutter
Mista Babylon a hustle cah some food haffi run
So di pastor rob di sista and di sista rob
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