K-OS - Papercutz Lyrics
Hey, it's the same once againMicrophones fully loaded and friendFunny I try to make this endBut it seems I'm returnin' a nameIt's the same once againMicrophones fully loaded and friendFunny I try to make this endBut it seems I'm returnin'Yeah, paper, cutzPapercutz, PaperHere we go, paper cut-tPapercutz, paperPaper, paper, cutz, papercutz paper paper, cutzSo ah k-os, Are you gonna do another album man?Yo look man, yo you see all there,You critics, hey check it outHahahaYo, I know I said i'd exitBut i couldn't do it the minuteIt flowed from my lipsFutures can't existIn a past time paradiseRollin' dice, holdin' ChristOn a platinum chain, surrounded by iceSisinel sirus?, you can't deny thisBecause the light has brokin'And tokens have been replaced by legal tenderGreat pretendas tried to asend my agendaI dismembered their thought patternsAnd now they move in circles like SaturnSpinning out of orbital formation YeaThe radio station is hatin' and so is my motivation yea'cause the pen and the pad are the only friends that I hadWhen the light can not be seenI'm a fiend for the rap game and it's gettin them like I'm a figurineThat move in articulate shadow boxin' appealWhat is real is irrelative, it is relatively revealedThat's why i sharpen these wordsTo you like papercutzAnd I wreck visual images like I'm Julian LutzWhat's the name of this runaway train?Call it thought, harassin' the grain drivin' humans insaneThis thing called the rap game, I'm claimin' insaneLyrically I'm arcane, and such is papercutzOK torontoLets slow it down a little commin bit like thisCataclysmic, mistic, with a bicDon't to think on a diamond mineGotta take it back, to the heart attackThat I felt when I saw the signComin' down from the skyLike a supernova JehovahGot a crib and a land roverBut so what, i'm not soberJust takin' sips but I don't skipJust makin' trips so I don't tipThese papercutz just ain't enoughThey makin' hits, and I can't touchJust look at Hammer nowMy grammar is tighter, providerIn light of freedom fighter, rhythm writer and rappin'And yet you don't try itBecause you can't buy itI saw you grippin' and slippin'and fool I'm so tiredOf fake emcees and you best believeGot tricks and the trade hidden up my sleeveAnd I pray to God when I'm on my kneesThat I can break it, cut this paper, PaperPaper paper papercutz damnWe are tearing the reachesI've captured fractions of the globe inside my mind in fleeting moments that I hold fast to and throw them to infinityIn every step or less then every breath of less then each confession states a second of the time that's slowly killing meInside these sentences the place where my repentance isI'm so afraid in trying to turn these exits into entrancesI'm thinkin all of what i had and scratch it down onto a padBut never saw the light of dayHence the tension is, rising up inside of meCrying for those that died for me,My true friendsBut it seems the selfish confide in meThey talk but they got listenin'Kissing the ground and living in deception at the same timeThere's nothing to put their visionIn the half-emptyCould of chosen to pull the world over their own eyesThey go blindThinking the comforts fool but they don't realizeEach and every wordIt has potentialThoughts become realityStandards and instramentalThose fleeting momemnts that i spoke of, they got more than takenThoughts better off then laws, we call them inspirationThose fragments of the globe we use them as illuminationMoving on the fabric of time the purpose is fortificaion making soBuh-bye buh-bye buh-by baa baa baa baaaaaThree minutes
