That i cut him open with razor blades,
I slumped, in my chair and my grades
We dig the plot and never bury pot
As the scars cut, starved of blood, clot,
Cut the fuckers up black or white
And if i want to go outside
What a mess! but we clean in the club
There’s no looking out, got cut,
Cut your wig off, barber
Took the van, went snatch her
Cut your breath and don’t think
I ain’t saying that i’m finished
But il cut your dick off
Intendent attend them, cool cause
Got her the bently coup, she call that old news
Nothing for me to cut them bitches loose/
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