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letra de cut grass - cult mountain

[chorus]
they want it all right now but i want it right now and tomorrow (right now and tomorrow right now)
she rest her head on my chest just to hear my heart beat but it’s hollow
i just walk around in a circle in a field and they all seem to follow (like sheep)
middle fingers to the industry like smfdb that’s the motto (suck my motherf-cking d-ck b-tch)

[verse 1: lee scott]
you’re the sh-t
but i’m the man
sad as f-ck but i’ll happy slap a fan
rakim had a master plan
well i don’t but i’ve got a tesco value can
in my trackies tryna sneak her into hakkasan
maccies fries with a slowly roasted rack of lamb
globetrotting with a travel ban
lost posing for the google maps camera van
i’m in amsterdam la, living large
tipping strippers with a blah records business card
twinkle little star, i need nourishment
to hide from the sun and eat a vitamin d supplement
i always do but say i never won’t
i’ve got the dough to pay me rent but don’t
cause i spent it all at hatton lab
f-ck a superrradical dvlgng collab

[verse 2: trellion]
anyway
anyway
who the f-cks tyler grosso anyway? (i don’t know)
anyway
anyway
i like a ready made meal if its already made
i think i’ve got a brain but what’s it for
i ain’t on the ball i’m off the wall
the doctor called i was [?]
lost it all and got washed ashore on a door
i ain’t acting like i’m good at rapping
i’m just very good at acting like i’m good at rapping
i put on the glasses, something happened
just look at me, f-ck a caption
i don’t know what i’m doing, i’m just b-tton bashing
it’s like another language, i don’t understand it
the ugly truth is i’m pretty unattractive money addict 24 carats for my bunny rabbit
[verse 3: milkavelli]
dvlgng till the after (616)
i got a barber knife in my barbour
half a pint of [?] in my parka
sometimes i dress like a farmer
other times i’m hiding in your hedge just like the gardener
bipolar, some sad laughter
carve a bl–dy trail of revenge like jack carter
the young white man sat in the black barbers
i’m great-grandsonning you, i’m your dads’ grandfather
i really aren’t there, duty free [?]
half water half air
got puppy dog eyes with a thousand-yard stare
smoke green till my eyes both bleed and turn red
make a toast to breakfast with a piece of burnt bread
like, thanks for this food we’ve been given
some very smart concepts stupidly written
i choose to bow out then dispute the decision, how ungraceful

[chorus x 2]

- cult mountain

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