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cage - paper kutz lyrics

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[verse 1]

forgive me for my cuts(?)
i duck for no nuts, the robo+terrobuts(?)
my tongue is (?) with paper cuts
what’s the issue? i can’t l!ck shots(?)
i send a hundred and eighty five n+ggas adam’s apples to mush(?)
i (?) trippin’ the (?)
cus on my (?) french toast
pop the (?) my verbs don’t blunder, no wonder
i f+ck around put people under
my nose but you can’t fix my brain (?)
back the f+ck up
i smack a (?)
swear a molesta (?) my chest (?)
i bust the phony attempt(?) with a tech
no, holds bar i think i
trippin’ to my people too much now i got pink eye
and everything i see is in a purple haze
my people don’t see equal, i be callin’ all my b+tches
mix+match(?) never wear a patch(?)
(?) of the strawberry patch

[outro]

my mind is kind of morbid, kid
my mind is kind of morbid
my mind is kind of morbid, kid
my mind is kind of morbid, kid



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