Tekst:
Razor Cut Throat

Diseased from iron ware Cast iron imprisonment, trash in agony Outcasts are butchered, and seized in slavery Cut throat Panic stricken, scorched and

ready to die, I'm ready to squeeze Fuck it, I ain't backing down or backing up I got that bomb shit - you get blowin up When my razor touch ya head

Alright calm down, relax, start breathin' Fuck that shit! You just caught this bitch cheatin' While you at work she's with some dude tryin' to get off Fuck slittin' her throat, cut

me yawn Snatch your heart out your chest like a '96 ghetto spawn Antonym of urban, too feminine for this cut-throat mentality Have? thoughts in my area

deep, I hope you niggas sleep I throw a bomb through you window Burn you up and your hoe I catch your mama going to therapy And cut her throat You

Alright calm down, relax, start breathin' Fuck that shit! You just caught this bitch cheatin' While you at work she's with some dude tryin' to get off Fuck slittin' her throat, cut

no surprise I'm quick to blacken your eyes Tommy son take off your coat I'll make you feel at home Take that razor to your throat, I'm from the ghetto

up here Batter up UHHHHAHHH!! [Jamie Madrox:] Cut and slice away with a steak knife Hit myself in the ankle with a PVC pipe Exacto blade underneath the fingernail Bleed and make another cut

With fast pace your back breaks When the sight takes you Then i drag you back by the hair to my shack Button up my coat and diesect your throat I cut