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letra de cutz - lil tyson

fight the world and give me cuts, the world doing me so wrong
sorry mama, sorry pops, the way i′m cussing in my songs
when i get a pen and paper you know i speak it raw

i need some motivation in my soul to keep me going on
i write my wrongs from rights, i need a little advice
cuts up on my finger, i aint healing with ice
but the ice around my neck wanna give frostbite
tuck my pride up in the shirt and plead to karma tonight
tell my friends just dont wait up, youngin need to sober up
i’ve been drinking till i′m numb, mix the whisky and the rum
guzzle down this hennesy, this booze, it make me heavenly
the naked eye, it does deceive about what i should really see
i tell em “write your rights from wrongs and put it in a little song”
“ask what you are doing wrong, fix it up and move along”
i wanna see the best in me, i needa find me inner peace
cause i’m a d-ck, aint hard to see, i continue off the hennesy
how hard is it to not deceive? deceive the kids and bring the peace
the world, it wants to rid of me, stubborn kid cant rid of me
but hey if you need advice, you know i spit it every night
the poetry that i can write can turn a wrong into a
right
right to left, thats how i walk, word to word, thats how i talk
glance to gaze, thats how i see, thats not what’s perceived of me
i do not think its hard to see that i′m a human literally
hey y′all can rid of me, it wont happen easily
malfunctions in the way we work, we got the world going bezerk
the kids don’t know how to work, all they do is beef and spurt
spurt off at the mouth and tote them guns
and shoot eachother just for fun
once a friend is now an opp, once a father, now a cop
once a cop is now deceased, once a felon, always be
this is the way we see, we can′t see the finer things
hey in sports you get a ring, hey in sports you shoot at three
just from the line and not from a peace
gotta rid of the beliefs, gotta rid of these funds
put some stricter rules on the f-cking guns
because the kids will go deceased, they’ll be baked like buns
in a world of misfunction where there is no fun
sorry for my little rant, i′m just spitting the truth
i’m a hypocrite, i am apart of that youth
but i can see wrongs and rights and be rid of the bad
and grind for those thing′s i thought i’d never have
you see i’m winning in life, wasn′t always this way
at one point i couldnt get food on my plate
but there′s always a belief in some better days
just look into the light and you’ll find a way

- lil tyson

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