Hey, it's the once again Microphones loaded and friend Funny I try to make end But it seems I'm returnin' a
it's the same once fully loaded and friend Funny I try to make end But it seems I'm
Yeah, paper, Papercutz, Here we go, paper papercutz, paper, paper, cutz, papercutz paper paper,
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 from my Futures can't In a past time Rollin' dice, holdin' on a platinum chain, by ice sisinel sirus?, you can't deny Because the has brokin' and tokens have replaced by legal tender Great tried to asend my agenda I dismembered thought patterns and now they move in circles Saturn out of orbital formation Yea The station is hatin' and so is my motivation yea 'cause the pen and the pad are the friends that I had the light can not be seen I'm a fiend for the rap game and its gettin like I'm a figurine That move in articulate shadow boxin' is real is irrelative, it is relatively revealed That's why i sharpen these To you papercutz And I wreck visual images I'm Julian Lutz What's the name of this train? call it thought, harassin' the grain humans insane This called the rap game, I'm claimin' insane Lyrically I'm arcane, and such is
OK lets slow it down a little bit like this
Cataclysmic, mistic, a bic don't to on a diamond mine Gotta take it back, to the heart That I felt when I saw the Comin' from the sky like a supernova Got a crib and a rover But so what, i'm not Just takin' sips but I don't makin' trips so I don't tip These papercutz just ain't makin' hits, and I can't touch Just at Hammer now My grammar is tighter, In light of fighter, rhythm writer and rappin' And yet you try it you can't buy it I saw you and slippin'and fool I'm so tired of fake and you best believe got tricks and the trade up my sleeve and I to God when I'm on my knees that I can break it, cut this paper,
paper paper papercutz
we are tearing the
I've fractions of the globe inside my mind in fleeting moments that I hold fast to and throw them to infinity in every or less then every breath of less then each confession states a second of the time thats slowly killing me inside these the place where my repentance is I'm so afraid in to turn these exits into entrances I'm thinkin all of what i had and scratch it onto a pad but never saw the of day hence the tension is, rising up of me crying for those that for me, my true but it the selfish confide in me they but they got listenin' the ground and living in deception at the same time there's nothing to put vision in the could of chosen to pull the world over their own go blind thinking the comforts fool but don't realize each and every it has thoughts reality and instramental those fleeting that i spoke of, they got more than taken thoughts off then laws, we call them inspiration those fragments of the we use them as illumination moving on the fabric of time the is fortificaion making so
buh-bye buh-bye baa baa baa baaaaa
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