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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