Cutem (Holodeck)

Cut em loose
Up and under the truth
Summers comin in roots
So get butterd up
Lookin like limes
mixd with a lil time
Sip a little grime
Let the shit drip
Inside ur spines
Live life devine
Inside the lies
Hang em up let em swing
Blade em up let em bleed
Give em a taste
Get em erased
Like a cinnamon chicken
Nights different decions
Inside em in light
Of all this new information
The Brews in the basement
Flew to the razor blade
Space invader face lift
Following orders
take it to a place
These traitors cant trace it
Amazingly that mother fucker
Made it thru the chase
Cant u taste it?
Kickin in the kitchen
Riggs hitten the basics
Hey kids.
Now ima flip my lips
And spit a alittle bita trickery
This hiphop shits so in to me
keep Dippen into molly
And drinken this fukin henesy
The end of me is coming
I end up bein nothing
Like every other mother fucker
Spitten while they buzzin
Doin it for the love and
Your beat boxin cuzin
So drop a loop
And geta fukin group of people
Talk is loot
When the fuckin truth is evil
Put em in the ground
Coulda shoulda went around
But he faced his fears
Raked a can a paint
And fukin sprayed for years
He Stayd sincere
To this game of mirrors
U could taste her tears
Drugs to the vein
Love to the drain
Maybe save it for later
Put it up in the chains
Suckers for change
Gutters for brains