Papercutz

K-os

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    Chorus - K-Os] - 2X
    Hey, it's the same once again
    Microphones fully loaded and friends
    Funny I try to make this end
    But it seems I'm returnin' the name

    Yeah, papercutz
    Papercutz, Paper
    Here we go, papercutz
    papercutz, paper
    paper, cutz, papercutz, paper, paper
    Are you gonna do another album man?

    [Verse 1]
    Yo, I know I said I'd exit
    But I couldn't do it the minute
    It flowed from my lips
    Futures can't exist
    In a past time paradise
    Rollin' dice, holdin' Christ
    on a platinum chain, surrounded by ice
    Sinister Cyrus, you can't deny this
    Because the lightheads
    Brokin' and tokin's been replaced by legal tender
    Great pretenda, tried to upset my agenda
    I dismembered, they fought patterns
    and Now they move in circles like Saturn
    Spinning out of orbital formation
    The radio station is my motivation
    Cuz the pen and the pad are the only friends that I had
    When the light can not be seen
    I'm a feel for the rap game and skatin' like I'm a figurine
    That move in articulate shadow boxin' the peel
    What is real is irrelative, it is relatively revealed
    That's why I sharpen these words
    To you like papercutz
    And I wreck visual images like I'm Julian Lutz
    What's the name of this runaway train?
    We call it thought, harassin' the brain
    droppin' you bitches sane
    This thing called the rap game, I'm claimin' insane
    Lyrically all arcane, and such as papercutz

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    [Chorus] - 2X

    [Verse 2]
    Catacalysmic, mistic, with a bic
    Only to think on a diamond mine
    Gotta take it back, from the heart attack
    That I felt when I saw the sign
    Comin' down from the sky
    like a supernova, Jehovah
    Got a grip on the land rover
    But so what, I'm not sober
    Just takin' sips but I don't skip
    Just makin' trips so I don't tip
    These papercutz just ain't enough
    They makin' hits, and I can't touch
    Just look at Hammer now
    My grammar is tighter, provider
    In light of freedom fighter, rhythm writer and rappin'
    And yet you don't try it
    because you can't buy it
    I saw you grippin' and slippin'
    and fool, I'm so tired
    of fake emcees and you best believe
    got tricks than trade up my sleeve
    and I pray to God when I'm on my knees
    that I can break it, cut this paper, Paper

    [Chorus]

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