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Papoose

Boxcutter

 

Boxcutter

(album: Endangered Species - 2020)


Was it so our names could ring out on some fucking ghetto street corners, man?
Nah, man, there's games beyond the fucking game (Papoose, Papoose, Papoose)

I got the deadliest pen, who drop it heavy as him?
Brady productions, no interruptions, just let me begin
They ain't the best, they pretend, follow the messiest trends
I'm like a god to these rappers, to disrespect me is sin
Brooklyn kid to my heart, grew up on Biggie and Kim
Ever since I was a youngin, my mama dressed me in Timbs
It was just me and Rem, I seen some envious men
Crowded with doubts, they counted me out, ain't expect me to win
Cock and spit, man, I drop the clip then I empty again
Let off the Dese' and grin, hop in the Chevy and spin
They wasn't letting me in, I stuck it dead in his skin
The boxcutter, you cocksucker, your head or your chest?
The .50 caliber blow like Dizzy Gillespie and them
I seen it all in this world, your chance to impress me is slim
My Swatch watch was ticking, but now the Presi just spin
I just bent me a rim, the wheels on the Bentley are thin

Boxcutter, you cocksucker
Bent me a rim, the wheels on the Bentley are thin
Boxcutter, you cocksucker
Boxcutter, you cocksucker
Boxcutter, you cocksucker
Bent me a rim, the wheels on the Bentley are thin
Boxcutter, you cocksucker
I can see haters a mile away 'cause my vision is strong

This ain't a diss in a song, I'm just spitting some bars
But every time I'm recording you know it's wisdom involved
This is just an alarm for all the bitches and frauds
I can see haters a mile away 'cause my vision is strong
They insist it be hard, but it's just a façade
When you put your hands on 'em, then you get hit with a charge
They be dissing your moms, take a piss on your lawn
But every time you react, they act like you did something wrong
Say "I got no pot to piss", but a pot ain't made to be pissing
I'm disappointed to hear that's how you behave in your kitchen
I don't want you around me, better play me some distance
Gotta live with your karma 'cause you made the decisions
Some of my friends weren't normal so them razors was clicking
They parents left 'em at birth, they was raised in the system
Ran from Bainbridge to Pitkin, but we made the transition
Now today I'm on top, that's my favorite position

Things could just be so simple, but you make it a mission
Won't let me gain control, are you afraid of submission?
Think you ruling my life, but who gave you permission?
Every time I address you, you start playing the victim
Why you playing the victim? Why you playing the victim?
Why you playing the victim? Why you playing the victim?
Stop playing the victim, why you playing the victim?
Know you started this shit, don't you start playing the victim

Boxcutter, you cocksucker
Bent me a rim, the wheels on the Bentley are thin
Boxcutter, you cocksucker
Boxcutter, you cocksucker
Boxcutter, you cocksucker
Bent me a rim, the wheels on the Bentley are thin
Boxcutter, you cocksucker
I can see haters a mile away 'cause my vision is strong

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