Hey, the same once again Microphones loaded and friend Funny I try to make end But it seems I'm a name
it's the once again Microphones fully and friend Funny I try to make end But it seems I'm
Yeah, paper, Papercutz, Here we go, paper papercutz, paper, paper, cutz, paper paper, cutz
So ah k-os, Are you gonna do another album
Yo man, yo you see all there, you critics, hey it out
Yo, I know I said i'd But i do it the minute It flowed my lips can't exist In a past time Rollin' dice, Christ on a platinum chain, by ice sisinel sirus?, you can't deny the light has brokin' and tokens have been replaced by tender Great pretendas to asend my agenda I dismembered their patterns and now move in circles like Saturn Spinning out of formation Yea The radio is hatin' and so is my motivation yea 'cause the pen and the pad are the only friends I had When the light can not be I'm a fiend for the rap game and its gettin them like I'm a That move in articulate boxin' appeal What is real is irrelative, it is relatively That's why i sharpen these To you papercutz And I visual images like I'm Julian Lutz What's the name of this runaway call it thought, harassin' the drivin' humans insane This thing called the rap game, I'm insane Lyrically I'm arcane, and such is
OK lets slow it down a little commin bit like
Cataclysmic, mistic, a bic don't to think on a diamond take it back, to the heart attack That I when I saw the sign Comin' from the sky like a supernova Got a and a land rover But so what, i'm not Just takin' sips but I skip Just makin' so I don't tip papercutz just ain't enough They makin' hits, and I can't look at Hammer now My grammar is tighter, In light of freedom fighter, rhythm writer and And yet you try it because you buy it I saw you grippin' and slippin'and fool I'm so of fake and you best believe got and the trade hidden up my sleeve and I pray to God when I'm on my I can break it, cut this paper, Paper
paper paper papercutz
we are the reaches
captured fractions of the globe inside my mind in fleeting moments that I hold fast to and throw them to infinity in every step or less then every breath of less then each confession states a second of the time thats killing me inside these sentences the where my repentance is I'm so afraid in trying to turn these exits entrances I'm all of what i had and scratch it down onto a pad but never saw the of day hence the is, rising up inside of me crying for those that for me, my friends but it the selfish confide in me they talk but got listenin' the ground and living in deception at the same time there's to put their vision in the could of chosen to pull the over their own eyes go blind thinking the fool but they don't realize each and every it has thoughts become and instramental those momemnts that i spoke of, they got more than taken better off then laws, we call them inspiration those fragments of the globe we use them as moving on the fabric of time the purpose is making so
buh-bye buh-by baa baa baa baaaaa
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