Cut Em Up - Twiztid, Young Wicked

I’m a cut above it Y’all know I don’t give a mother fuck

Living underground and selling records out the trunk

Killa Hustle motherfucker we ain’t never giving up

I been rocking the dead ever since I was a pup

I’m kicking it wicked and you can feel it in ya gut

And the family is with it cuz they know it ain’t a front

A lot of industry devils don’t ever want to pay it up

Still, I made it outta the gutta even if they hated us

I ain’t never gonna back down

Walking on the stage with an axe and a ninja in the background

I’m a Raw motherfucker and you a Smackdown

Killin’em all when the slaughter coming back round

I’m living life and never tap out

And you know I keep the studio booming like a trap house

They don’t wanna see me winning but they know I’m finna to get it

Who you kidding I’m killin’em when I snap now

I get on another kinda level when I’m hella under pressure

Never let up when I’m murdering the mic

Tell me what I gotta do to prove that I’m a beast

And tell me who I gotta murder I can do it by tonight

Everything that led up to this moment is the evidence

That killing shit is probably the reason I’m Alive

Mobbing through the city like a demon of the night

Coming for the crown and you can see it in my eye

Ain’t nobody stopping the apocalypse I got’em sending everybody fleeing for

they life (yeah)

Nothing like the feeling of another body bleeding when I greet them with a

smile and a knife (what)

Bury me alive and like the spirit of my family I be coming out the darkness in

our eyes (unh)

Sticking to it like a die cut digging in your nightmares cuz you know that’s

where you’re gonna find us

You want me to fade away

But I’m burning brighter anyway

It ain’t no peace in the hollows

So, if they seeking out the sorrow

(Then I’m a cut em up) cut em up up cut em up

(I'm a cut em up) cut em up

(Then I’m a cut em up) cut em up up cut em up

(I'm a cut em up) cut em up I’m a killer

Dedicated to crushing the scene what a mess they say the best prevents success

So, Young Wicked shine harder than you ever shined I don’t care if they tripping

Fuck’em let it ride they ain’t seen shit yet everyone that start here never

forget

We on that MNE shit and it’s time to represent ain’t No need for an ego we

equal to the people

That tell us to keep it wicked we ridding the world of the evil

Like it’s a god complex they done met everybody

All they did was make enemies While I was building an army

Guess what mother fucker now we’re the underground

And all the rodents and washed up opponents need to sit down

Before I cut them up like a sous chef with a few scoops left

Knife skills on point so who’s left and who want what with whoever in my squad

Better be prepared to Kill us killa

Ain’t nobody killing it the way we be killing it

We take the energy from the family and we be embracing it

The enemy is dead to us there’ll never be an end to us

We only getting started and motherfuckers is jealous

They don’t' understand the story it’s a changing of the times

Wanna leave me for dead but bitch you know I survive

Got the heart the want the drive and now I’m alive

I need every ear in the world to open they free mind

Take a listen to ninjas takin over everything everywhere

Even your playlist MNE Young Wicked and Twiztid

And guess what your favorite rapper he’s a bitch

I ain’t the hardest motherfucker or the smartest motherfucker

But I know this shit right here we are the underground

Now and forever mother fucker want to make that crystal clear

You want me to fade away

But I’m burning brighter anyway

It ain’t no peace in the hollows

So, if they seeking out the sorrow

(Then I’m a cut em up) cut em up up cut em up

(I'm a cut em up) cut em up

(Then I’m a cut em up) cut em up up cut em up

(I'm a cut em up) cut em up I’m a killer

Get off our dick bitch and keep our name up outta your mouth

Oh, wait you can’t cuz if you ain’t talking bout us ain’t nobody coming round

Fuck you and them misfits buncha pedophiles and misprints

No wonder why you’re like look kids just don’t let them next to your infants

I’m through with the just be cool let them do whatever they gonna do

Let them say whatever they gonna say about us to the fam and goddamn we gotta

take that too

We can make it whatever they wanna make it

I can take another record, believe me, I got the make up

I can bring it in the booth or I can hit you with the change up

I’m just giving you the truth I ain’t fucking with the fables

It don’t matter what you do it ain’t fucking with the make up

I ain’t talking bout the paint get your weight up

Caught the hater with the finger hand me another plate of rap singers

I’m gonna eat it like pussy that’s what I call dinner

What they don’t call Y’all​ is winner more like worse than beginners

Pour another glass of that bitter

Everybody raise your cup and celebrate the death of the crew of the biggest of

bullshitters

Had em all fooled jack tripper except for these mic rippers

I’m a take a step back kiss myself before they turn a ninja back into a killer

You want me to fade away

But I’m burning brighter anyway

It ain’t no peace in the hollows

So, if they seeking out the sorrow

(Then I’m a cut em up) cut em up up cut em up

(I'm a cut em up) cut em up

(Then I’m a cut em up) cut em up up cut em up

(I'm a cut em up) cut em up I’m a killer

I don’t know about you but when it comes to me and my squad we will not fade

away.

I’m over and through with all the bullshit I don’t care anymore let them

fade away