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Static X Cuts You Up

Who ever made You a god Who ever gave You the right To criticize Take another slice Cut out shut out run out Tear digital noise out It cuts you up Cuts you up It cuts you up

Who ever made You a god Who ever gave You the right To criticize Take another slice Cut out shut out run out Tear digital noise out It cuts you up Cuts you up It cuts you up

You a god Who ever gave You the right To criticize Take another slice Cut out shut out run out Tear digital noise out It cuts you up Cuts you up It cuts you up

s a bitch) Rat heads get nothin' but cheese y'all (The nigga that talks, he's a bitch) VWould you look, would you listen Niggas be snitchin', talkin', rattin' All up

it has changed Since we, stepped up in this game And stepped up wit' our game No more chef cuttin' cain Hoes X'd up in they brain Lemme sex up in the

you with the skill and level of a geen beret Then I'll appear before you as an Eloheem Here to scorch you The razor sharp blade I'll force you to cough up

you looking like a tourist You get jacked in LA, ante up in Brownsville The town's still looking for ya, to put 'em on ya Bury you like an Arian in Soprani

city's full of surprises, you can live or you can die You can fuck on the first night, or try, in the late night [Chorus] * DJ Quik cuts and scratches this sequence 2X

city's full of surprises, you can live or you can die You can fuck on the first night, or try, in the late night [Chorus] * DJ Quik cuts and scratches this sequence 2X