No Cuttin' Up - Flunky Junky

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

I spit my heart out, lookin' out for my best interests He gave me good head, peepin' out while the windows tinted I speak in tongues and I arrive without a damn mention It's kinda sick and I was born in 1996 and 1999 the only year that I remember I slip through the cracks without havin' a damn temper I bleach my hair because these bitches all about they bitchin' I say shit when I rap and y'all niggas barely listen I do the most for the culture, nigga, by just existin' Delete my tweets 'cause I'm ashamed of bein' a fuckin' Simpson I told my mom I was gay, why the fuck she ain't listen? I signed a pub deal and her opinion fuckin' disappearin' I'm payin' bills for my sister and tryna fund her business Is it homophobic to only hook up with straight niggas? You know like closet niggas, masc-type Why don't you take that mask off? That's the thought I had last night "Why you always rap about bein' gay?" 'Cause not enough niggas rap and be gay Where I come from, niggas get called "faggot" and killed So I'ma get head from a nigga right here And they can come and cut my hand off and, and my legs off and And I'ma still be a boss 'til my head gone, yeah Break the wheel, pack the steel, hold my niggas down Twistin' on that syrup 'til I hear crackin' sounds Break the wheel, pack the steel, hold my niggas down Twistin' on that syrup 'til I hear crackin' sounds Break, break, break the steel, hold my niggas down Twistin' on that syrup 'til I hear crack, crack, crack Break the wheel, pack the steel, hold my niggas down Twistin' on that syrup 'til I hear crack I don't trust nobody 'cause they don't deserve it Niggas run in your house, they know you doin' dirty (go 'head now) I got my hand on an ounce, so now I got money servin' I just bought me a fifth and now I'm speedin', swervin' (go 'head now) I took an eighth of them shrooms and now I'm hearin' voices I took like two of them pills, I can't remember nothing (go 'head now) I ain't under control, I'm losin' motor function I need an intervention, I need an exorcism I need a therapist, paranoia and drug addiction It's very scary, my momma don't even recognize me I'm goin' crazy, don't need nobody to say they love me My acts of desperation, I'm on an empty stomach So fuck the consequences, I ain't runnin' from them Feelin' like a goner, put my life in locker Hotbox in the Hummer, (Merlyn, Merlyn!) hot bars in the summer If I had the option, I would do it all again If I had the option, I would do it all again I just wanna feel like I did the right program I just want to appeal to my dad and my cousins (again) When I cut that feel, I do nothing but diplomas Love is knowin' that you didn't do it by your lonesome So I forgive my mommy, daddy, auntie and my uncles For guilt-trippin' feelin's whenever they call my number They see men dream, they see men fallin' But when I dream, I'm smashin' on a lana Both pessimistic, drug addicted, caught in our feelin's We spit venom then stare at the ceilin' wondering why My mom's no alcoholic, she just wanna drown her sorrows Love her to death and soon enough I'll give back all I borrowed Both so submissive, take turns dominatin', the light has been faded This hate-fueled love, we don't fake it, no givin', just takin' I took some steps to be a bigger person I should've thrown ya off the highway to cars swervin' Ain't no burden, ain't no sermon, ain't no motherfuckin' plaque I hate these hospitals and police and the smell of death, all that I hate these shady folk that want a ladylike But don't treat lady right, but they be sayin' like, "Just the tip" And, yeah, you mad 'cause she ain't fuck, mad 'cause she ain't suck Beat your ass before you got time to say, "Why not?" Here to catch ya slip up, wish you could just rewind Time to not fuck up, thought you were just lucked up Where the respect? Is your ass human? I look you in your eyes, say, "Fuck you, are you fuckin' stupid?" Respect my mother, 'spect my sister, 'spect these women, boy I get my 9-9, I don't own one, hit the store to blow your brains off Better hope my aim off, better hope the range off Better hope my tame off before I blow your brains off, boy Uh, no hands with the stunts Jump off the roof like I do what I want All of my life in my past wanna haunt And my sight of the future beginnin' to taunt my ambition Man on the moon, I'm marooned, I ain't trippin' I'm on a mission Every time that I speak they ain't skippin' Turned my inspiration to a vision, that's a given, no slippin'