In the Cut

Boy in the cut I must be cutting or 'sum All the windows are shut Gas in the bag and in fact We ain't even sealing or sum Damn, maybe Caesar is sum Told her we fuck its a wrap All of these bars are a trap Spitting this shit just show you the kid on the plate, when he's ready to bat Maybe just sum like that Sight then we go and attack Baby just look at my fit I put some grams in the vat I just went look up the VIN He ain't own nun like that Right Three more lefts and a right hook They think they can best my best hooks My bars got 'em thinking in psyche-wards Insane as shit, shit These boys always sitting on a high horse I start what a bitch won't die for I live, I laugh in the same war I'm sitting 'comf 'comf Woah Kill 'em all, Kill 'em dead I run on a bitch when it's turning red All I see is go when I'm seeing red I mean when its green why not go when you king of this shit When you king of this shit Yeah, the blood that you bleed ain't know nothing 'bout this Ain't know nothing 'bout this All these dragons and thrones, still got places to sit Still got places to sit Send my regards to the ones that'll dip Get the fuck out my crib Boy in the cut I must be cutting or 'sum All the windows are shut Gas in the bag and in fact We ain't even sealing or sum Damn, maybe Caesar is sum Told her we fuck its a wrap All of these bars are a trap Spitting this shit just show you the kid on the plate, when he's ready to bat Maybe just sum like that Sight then we go and attack Baby just look at my fit I put some grams in the vat I just went look up the VIN He ain't own nun like that I'm done taking public opinions I got 'em sitting in witness protection, I run with a business I'll run and I'll hit 'em I ain't been got or been stopped in a minute And I ain't even got me a minute Called up your girl and I gave her a visit I showed her my vision She showed me the way how her skirt will get lifted And that's how I'm going the distance Ooh That bitch'll run with the Nike shoes Laces that never been touched to These ain't no pairs that from Rack Room These are the ones that'll step you Step me Stomp on the curb, make your face leak And I ain't too smart, but there's men just like me That'll know she a baddie, you talk and there's nothing to say Ooh Restoring the faith I got some demons that try to save face Putting your words in a Bible won't give me the title So save it 'till I'm one to blame Ooh The realest and realer I get I realize that I reel all the bars that I set And I'm saying it once, and I'll say it again While your boy's in the cut, go and dream of my 'Benz Boy in the cut I must be cutting or 'sum All the windows are shut Gas in the bag and in fact We ain't even sealing or sum Damn, maybe Caesar is sum Told her we fuck its a wrap All of these bars are a trap Spitting this shit just show you the kid on the plate, when he's ready to bat Maybe just sum like that Sight then we go and attack Baby just look at my fit I put some grams in the vat I just went look up the VIN He ain't own nun like that