Hey, it's the once again Microphones fully and friend Funny I try to this end But it seems I'm a name
the same once again Microphones fully loaded and Funny I try to make end But it I'm returnin'
Yeah, paper, Papercutz, we go, paper cut-t papercutz, paper, paper, cutz, papercutz paper paper,
So ah k-os, Are you gonna do another man?
Yo man, yo you see all there, you critics, hey it out
Yo, I know I said i'd But i couldn't do it the It flowed from my Futures can't In a past paradise dice, holdin' Christ on a chain, surrounded by ice sisinel sirus?, you can't this the light has brokin' and tokens have been replaced by legal pretendas tried to asend my agenda I their thought patterns and now they in circles like Saturn Spinning out of formation Yea The radio station is and so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 and its gettin them like I'm a figurine That move in articulate shadow appeal What is is irrelative, it is relatively revealed That's why i these words To you like And I wreck visual images like I'm Julian What's the name of this runaway call it thought, harassin' the grain drivin' humans This thing the rap game, I'm claimin' insane I'm arcane, and such is papercutz
OK lets it down a little commin bit like this
Cataclysmic, mistic, a bic don't to think on a mine Gotta take it back, to the attack I felt when I saw the sign Comin' down the sky like a supernova Got a and a land rover But so what, i'm not Just sips but I don't skip Just trips so I don't tip These just ain't enough makin' hits, and I can't touch Just at Hammer now My is tighter, provider In light of freedom fighter, rhythm writer and And yet you try it you can't buy it I saw you grippin' and slippin'and I'm so tired of fake emcees and you best got and the trade hidden up my sleeve and I pray to God I'm on my knees that I can break it, cut paper, Paper
paper paper damn
we are the reaches
I've captured fractions of the globe inside my 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 of the time thats slowly killing me inside these sentences the place where my is I'm so afraid in trying to turn these exits entrances I'm thinkin all of what i had and scratch it onto a pad but never saw the of day hence the is, rising up inside of me crying for those that for me, my true but it seems the confide in me talk but they got listenin' kissing the ground and living in deception at the time there's nothing to put vision in the could of chosen to the world over their own eyes they go thinking the comforts but they don't realize each and word it has become reality standards and those fleeting momemnts that i spoke of, they got more than thoughts better off then laws, we call inspiration those of the globe we use them as illumination moving on the fabric of time the purpose is fortificaion so
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