Cuttin Up - G Ben Israel

Time had come When they had to leave Their gold plated dreams behind Decision was made to eliminate the middle man From their side Counting for reasons unknown to him Their intentions were really good But he took it to heart And they stabbed him in the back Guess he never understood So three years on and his light came on He decided to Start cuttin up rough Cuttin up rough Too many fingers in too many pies To free you from the job at hand Empires built on false promises Sinkin outta sight into the quicksand Threw out a line and tried to drag him out But he couldn't get it right you see Surrounded himself like piggy in the middle Couldn't see the wood for the trees And now three years on when his light came on He decided to Start cuttin up rough Tryin on the tough stuff Well morning came round down in London town Like the showdown at the OK Corral He had all the ammunition And made the decision To upset the boys' morale His mouthpiece was slick And the lies were coming quick But they stood together on shaky ground He'll pay the cost cause he really lost No thanks to him they'd still be around And in three years from now, he may need 'em somehow But they'll never never never ever stop Cuttin up rough Trying on the tough stuff