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letra de paper cuts remix - glexander & logpog

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[hook: glexander, logpog]
tryna take us out is more dangerous than a gator hunt
tinker with the bells till we be flyer than some fairy dust
we don’t take no l’s cause if we did we’d have to make a fuss
got so many bands both hands are full of paper cuts

[verse 1: logpog, glexander]
whaling on these rappers so i’m gonna leave em beached
force myself to the top, and they start calling me unleashed
they dm me saying “sir, can i get a feature please?”
but they ain’t getting a yes ’til they start begging on their knees

[verse 2: glexander]
drop down from the heavens, call me general ken0bi (h-llo there)
you used to dismiss me, but now you all wanna know me
i was in deep cover, but i’m not a stupid gecko
haven’t been heard since ‘99, dude is just a fading echo
just like your career, you’ve been losing fame for a while
and when you see me coming up, you start getting hostile
i keep poppin’, but i’m not jj
call up schlatt and i’ll get my payday
ep dropped, landed on a thursday
project next, droppin’ on my birthday
i spit flames but all you do is try to put them out
drop bangers but i ain’t gonna be a dropout
it’s an outbreak, but you ain’t the one breaking out
you’re so desperate for my next release, you’ll call it a drought
[verse 3: glexander, logpog]
you wish that you could hit the level that i’m on
call the game chess, ‘cause you’re nothing but a useless p-wn
murdering all these tracks like i was genghis khan
they all say that they’re balling, but i just know that they out of bounds

[verse 4: logpog]
i know that they hate the sound
i be taking it out of bounds
i be caked in sweat because i’m honestly baking now
i be cooking like i’m ramsey the emcees you can’t beat whenever we stampede, we trample their bad beef because they’ve got mad cow
i got the bread like pastry chef
i’m here to be managing kids like i’m unicef
never be asking me who’s the best
we’re going crazy like we all be shooting meth
all of my bars are played out like guitars and my flows are generic but still kinda hard i’ll be honest in contest i don’t make the charts but people still like me and i just do not understand
why they like it when i rant
but if i’m being honest it’ll probably lead over to some bands
at least that’s the plan
and if it don’t work then at least i got stans
at least a hundred
running out of fuel when i’m rapping so i think i’m gonna plummet
walk in the room and we all cause a ruckus
cause we spitting acid and we ain’t a stomach
when i be spitting i fry them
you can say that i shake shacks
you might want to take the hate back
cause i may get mad and ask for payback
don’t try to diss me
i’ma own you like i was disney
dish it out like i’m oprah winfrey
you get a- (you get a-)
you get an injury!
if i ever leave you’ll be instantly missing me
i do it like scooby, i’m solving the mysteries
y’all are so anti, i’m calling you histamines
hearing my music, they saying, “what does this mean?”
[hook: glexander, logpog]
tryna take us out is more dangerous than a gator hunt
tinker with the bells till we be flyer than some fairy dust
we don’t take no l’s cause if we did we’d have to make a fuss
got so many bands both hands are full of paper cuts

[verse 5: sol]
notch turned up like a minecraft party
hype ain’t up i’mma right that partly
i’m so on demand they swiping verses like i’m a 90s barbie
action man, got so many uses
slap on a beat and i’m ending it toothless
dragonfire, keeping it ruthless
targ in my blood, you will see what the truth is
flippin’ a coin when i go to record
who you’re gonna get, gotta pray to the lord
stand on these necks, i abstain from a sword
who you’re gonna get, he escaped from the ward
biding all my time like a democratic candidate
but i just rigged the race so you might just as well cancel it

[verse 6: sol, caelix]
number one duo and we only do this part time
the competition on break, who was it that called halftime
we ain’t the same and i’m not talking bout the star signs
if you’re shooting for the heavens, then you’re never hitting cloud 9
they knowing i’m based when they seeing my takes
i’m bringing the heat so you better stay braced
look at my twitter to see the big picture
cause when i get big, my tweets are erased
knowing your place, what can i say
kyrgyzstani cause i’m k!lling the race
back on my feet, i’m lion to meat
no need to talk anymore, take a seat
[verse 7: caelix]
give a man paper cuts
what is you saying ’cause
ill leave you dead in a ditch or a hole or rut
just like an alleyway
i will cut through your brain
n0body safe when i come through the caelix way
please drop the addy
i don’t need no addy
aw do you want daddy to get you some paddies
’cause once i awaken
with embers i’m baking
i’m certain this loser is flirting with satan
i’m mad at the happening
what the h-ll’s happening
i’m running laps again
i do not play with the pad and pen
i am however holding all the beef much like some cattle can
i cannot make some sh-t that isn’t real
if you see me on the street know you should kneel
a fake and fraud is something that ain’t me
so get on the floor ’cause i need a seat
i made my way through all the obstacles
there won’t be sp-ce right at the top for you
i should’ve split, just like some molecules
i didn’t realize it was the impossible
i wanna roll up with my day ones
i want one of you just to say sum
fade you out, this not no taper
the match-up was over when we saw the paper
how many times do i gotta say this
caelix in real life, no more than a s-d-st
snowflakes they tell me that they cannot take this
over your heads, so its back to basics

[pre-hook: caelix, sol]
try to back the beef and you’ll end up just like your homie
every one of them left, and now you looking kinda lonely
don’t act all above it because you nerds do not know me
they think we on the same track like a scaletrix but try control me

[hook: glexander, logpog]
tryna take us out is more dangerous than a gator hunt
tinker with the bells till we be flyer than some fairy dust
we don’t take no l’s cause if we did we’d have to make a fuss
got so many bands both hands are full of paper cuts

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