85MAY$ - Boxcutter Lyrics

You know it's weird it's like
Sometimes I feel like I'm in the woods
With the Yellow Jackets
And I'm hungry

I was delivered from death
Four steps from Hell's Gate
Fell straight down the Lord's steps
It felt great
Like a war vet
I wake up checkin' for intruders
Been through the worst
I deserve every Benz Coupe
Or every dollar accrued
My style is the crudest
Hand in hand with the flow
Like mileage and fuel
They jump back when I rap
Like how do I do it
I don't even know man
I'm just proud of the music
If you listen real close
You can find the influence
The best teacher makes the most powerful students
Every line like butter baby
Powder for users
Got sick of listenin
To all these cowards and losers
It's my turn
Like Frank puttin' Tito's gloves on
They say it's real rap
But to me it's love songs
Ode to the street
Wrote to the beat
Oh, could it be
The next Hov or just pure coke from the leaf
Break it down from the pound
Or just split the bag open
Grab the boxcutter baby
Lyrics get you mad open

I spit it from the bottom of the gutter
My mind slice lines like some kind of boxcutter
They give you popcorn
All I got is hot butter
Splash on 'em
Get the cash motherf*cker did I stutter

I said I spit it from the bottom of the gutter
My mind slice lines like some kind of boxcutter
They give you popcorn
All I got is hot butter
Splash on 'em
Do the dash motherf*cker did I stutter

Ya'll back down if you want
I'm a stand up
Man up
Throw ya hands up
Cuz demands up
Supplyin' everything that you need
Dope bars, coke hooks
All provided by a real MC
It took time to let the skills develop
Real as blue strips in hundred dollar bills
Fakes fillin' Hell up
Yeah, I'm coming for the crown
It's my right
Cuz since birth I been cursed
To disperse a sick verse round a mic
It gets worse round midnight
They probably never heard of me
I open up your chest cavity like heart surgery
It starts perfectly
I'm like Dexter with a hacksaw
Cats all shook
The big dog's back in the backyard
Back off the leash
I'm a beast
Smash the backboard
Like Shaq in '93
Keep actin' and ya'll gone see
I walk up on the stage
Smack the white off your teeth
Then back to write off the beat
With prints wiped off
Dope as the blue pills
That got the late great Prince wiped off
I'm type nice they quite soft
I write like I never took a night off
They said that I'm wrong
I said listen little bitch this is my song
Get a grip quick or find a sick dick to die on
But they don't wanna dance
In the bottomless pit that I'm from

Because I spit it from the bottom of the gutter
My mind slice lines like some kind of boxcutter
They give you popcorn
All I got is hot butter
Splash on 'em
Get the cash motherf*cker did I stutter

Because I spit it from the bottom of the gutter
My mind slice lines like some kind of boxcutter
They give you popcorn
All I got is hot butter
Splash on 'em
Do the dash motherf*cker did I stutter