Cutthroat

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Otis] Listen to my word, transcript my verse I take you into a dimension of the cursed, I go first You follow into the hollow blood, brains, and bottles And mysterious substances that were collected from all those Others, I wonder if your mother is gonna notice your abscence Flashes of a casket, breakin' like glass When I smash your complexities and break 'em all down Into they raw state (Hate), now your secret's been found You never accepted my perspective on it all Once I showed you that the walls are nothin' but barriers built to fall You couldn't contemplate it, lacerations to your face Apparently, it's the penalty for turning from grace, a waste I get the feeling that deep within your words There's a contempt for me 'cause your everything hurts You outta luck though, you got yourself stuck, yo I know it sucks, but that's not my concern, I'm just a cutthroat [Chorus: Otis] I'm just a cutthroat, knockin' on your front door Cut a throat, leave 'em on the floor, let him choke Let 'em bathe in the blood of their one soul Now they know that their soul has to pay the toll I'm just a cutthroat, knockin' on your front door Cut a throat, leave 'em on the floor, let him choke Let 'em bathe in the blood of their one soul Now they know that their soul has to pay the toll [Verse 2: Bonez Dubb] Like 225, alive up in the sky At thirty-deep, I'll ask why, was it all a fuckin' lie? I see what's around and they goin' down Flip the script [?] 225 just hit the ground, oh Around the lane, down the block, he's got a Glock And he's plannin' to blast away the first sign of a cop And Billy Bob didn't see it comin', leavin' his home I'ma go to work today and catch a bullet in my dome Little homie had no moms and was raised by thugs He was livin' with the thugs and sleepin' on his homie's rugs Little girlie, [?] be showin' that killer no love So he bought that fuckin' gun by sellin' fucked up drugs [?] will be takin' this But the point that I'm right is I'm makin' this It's my time to finish off this little hatin' list And take out all the motherfuckin' satanists [Chorus: Otis] Just a cutthroat, knockin' on your front door Cut a throat, leave 'em on the floor, let him choke Let 'em bathe in the blood of their one soul Now they know that their soul has to pay the toll Just a cutthroat, knockin' on your front door Cut a throat, leave 'em on the floor, let him choke Let 'em bathe in the blood of their one soul Now they know that their soul has to pay the toll Just a cutthroat, knockin' on your front door Cut a throat, leave 'em on the floor, let him choke Let 'em bathe in the blood of their one soul Now they know that their soul has to pay the toll Just a cutthroat, knockin' on your front door Cut a throat, leave 'em on the floor, let him choke Let 'em bathe in the blood of their one soul Now they know that their soul has to pay the toll Just a cutthroat, knockin' on your front door Cut a throat, leave 'em on the floor, let him choke Let 'em bathe in the blood of their one soul Now they know that their soul has to pay the toll