[Part I] Kick, snare, big bass, thats all it takes Nike Air, white lace, how we dressed in my days? Opposite of skinny jeans, nothing like these kinky teens Sounding like an old fart? I just ate some kidney beans So pardon me if your demands I dont meet But just like ten years ago, boy, I wont be A part of your charade and your corps de ballet Cut from a different cloth, what more can I say? Ready, set, go, its that millennium flow My shit cuts cervical veins like a surgical blade Im from a dying age, my current state of mind? Im in a blind rage, so please form a straight line And you will get yours, even hit more Bodies than a contract killer, content iller Than Dennis Raders memoirs, Im what Jacko then was Nothing more to say Im cut from a different cloth [Part II] Im breaking these bitches off, right in the kitchen, soft Apple pie to haven an alibi in case the feds come by They question me all the time, prime suspect Notorious psycho, were not alike so dont even try to befriend me Not nice and friendly like your typical neighbour Private space invader Kidnap your daughter and trade her for a pair of aviator shades Looking sharp like razor blades in the place to be No vacancies for fake emcees so baby please, just take a seat I know sometimes its hard to see Im a prick Addicted to dictate, no democracy, so dont mistake My kindness for weakness, peep this Beset with so many diseases even specialists cannot conceive it Manic depressive, schizophrenic, obsessive behavior Cant nobody save me unless its the savior Im just not like you, everything I do Off the heezy, fo sheezy so please believe me you just cant see me Im cut from a different cloth, bitch
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