So i told her thats wassup, then we chillin in the cut
Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck
Believe me i'mma be your god
As the scars cut, starved of blood, clot,
Said when i do dirt wit her
Cut your wig off, barber
Told me not to cut corners, use to cut quarters
I'm just tryin to get back, to what really matters
Cut you with the same pair of scissors
And this world's mine, but the womb is hers
Bueller dwells, but i cut school to cut screws through a weld.
I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt
I dont just cut with swords
Chomping at your oxygen chords
Too much percussion and bass when i take beats
Cut me like bacon i'll cut you up like leeks
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