Cut You Loose

"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose, you loooooose"
 [repeat in background]
 [Royce Da 5'9"]
 Woo! Hello hip-hop, goodbye music
 It's like a love-hate relationship
 Ridin in the Ferrari while takin trips
 Compared to beer takin sips
 Sittin somewhere in a Camaro with racin strips
 Either way you embrace it
 Can't no amount of money or lady replace it
 And after all this rhymin
 If I refer to you as a girl niggaz'd call this Common
 ... I'm through as a fan
 No disrespect to music, I'm talkin to you as a man
 How the FUCK is you flossin a Benz?
 Listenin to this nigga Rick Ross dissin Em
 Jim Jones dissin Jay
 This rap shit done gone a different way (that's right)
 I know my lawyers play the lies game
 It's okay for Soulja Boy to say Nas' name
 Nothin but +Ludacris+ answers
 The game backwards like dancers
 shootin on the same dancefloor you grew up and answer
 to them shooters, now them shooters is dancin
 ... FUCK you too!
 You corny so I gotta cut you loose
 I looked in my book of rhymes, took the sign
 I swear I heard a few of my nigga Crooked lines
 [Crooked I]
 I got these A&R's heart racin
 Got 'em in fear of me sonnin they flagship artists for spittin {?}
 This is bar raisin
 I'm raisin the bar so far tryin to look at it's equivalent to star gazin
 Think I'd rather be waterboardin - you feel me?
 Than to listen to what y'all recordin - for real G
 Hell naw, I will not support it
 Rather switch places with the child mom's aborted - kill me
 My skills be on point like a flyin dart
 Sometimes I feel like the messiah of a dyin art
 A whole 'nother animal, not the kind that departed on the giant ark
 But a vulture with a lion heart
 I eloquently breathe fire
 I speak for the Eastsiders like I got a Long Beach speech writer
 And I could teach riders how to do they thang
 So they won't ruin the game for comin off lame
 We could be birds of a feather, what does it mean?
 Think about it, that mean I put you under my wing
 Or I'ma leave this hip-hop thing to all you wack dudes
 Cut you loose (you're no good I have to) cut you loose
 Call me a hater when I'm tellin the truth - expect it
 SoundScan is unveilin the proof - respect it
 Here's somethin you could NEVER dispute
 The last time I spit a rhyme the roof fell in the booth - I wreck shit
 [Joell Ortiz]
 Man I feel ruined inside
 Somebody tell me what to do, I'm a guy
 that loves music but I am truly through with the vibe
 Sometimes I wish it was dead, rather than look this stupid alive (word)
 I found out I been persuin a lie
 It's nothin like, what I thought, man the proof's in the pie
 Cause ain't no puddin in the hood when niggaz shoot to survive
 But what's my single? Ask dude in the suit and a tie
 Who stole the whip? Man I'm losin my drive
 I 'member when singles used to have cuts on it
 Nowadays the rewind button got mad dust on it
 Can't bring it back if it's wack, when they come back then it's crack
 I'm FIENDIN for somethin good so I can puff on it
 Y'all don't even give me a buzz
 I can't enjoy a glass of beer if it's really just suds
 Nothin there but the air in y'all heads
 Man I'm fed dawg, I had it up to HERE (done!)
 I'm cuttin you loose, fuckin abuse
 I can't believe they in your talks when you discussin the truth
 These dudes suck and they bad liars
 This is not what I expected when I was 11 steppin up in rap cyphers
 (What's goin on?) I thought you had to be mad nice
 But apparently you could be trash as long as you look good and have ice
 I ain't complainin, I'm just sayin though
 There's no reason a musician should wanna watch a television
 instead of be listenin to the radio
 I'm cuttin you loose
 [Joe Budden]
 Look, I used to dream of just bein wit'chu
 Woulda probably gave whatever to be seen wit'chu
 On the block on the scene wit'chu
 And the most beautiful thing wit'chu
 is we shared the same passion and I could get cream wit'chu
 Not a qualm, not a problem, not a single issue
 Then we started arguin, havin single issues
 Somethin's off nowadays, you don't seem official
 SO! {"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose"}
 I see you with them other artists and it's sickenin
 E'rything's changed since we parted, you been different
 Do whatever for bread boo when you started trickin
 For real though {"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose"}
 How you could thug me?
 If I can't be me when I'm wit'chu, tell me how could you love me?
 (How you) Get so ugly - eat it, beat it, treat it better than niggaz
 so you still be dyin to fuck me, baby don't interrupt me!
 Ain't complete tryin to compete but you judge me
 What you really think of me, you disgust me
 I 12-step my addict itch
 So Method Man, you could have that bitch
 But now she got neighbors against me, still her favorite MC
 I just hit her hard and she got papers against me
 It's cool; I get up wit'chu later if meant be
 Just text them old heads, tell 'em mate with they memories
 "You're no good I have to cut you loooooose, you loooooose"
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