Cut Back

[Verse]

I cut back on the syllables just a little, but still I feel I should

Kill a few just to show that still I do put forth an effort

One foot forward, thank heavens, and, good Lord

Whoever would've thought that my umbilical cord

Would've been c-cut-cut from the s-s-same cloth?

There's no other name, just be thankful that I came forth

Temper the same, whether it's boiled or flame broiled

You say my name, you bet that ass you gon' pay for it

Just the respect is not the crown that I came for

But if you feel like passin' it around, well then, Jay, throw it

'Cause we all go straight toward it, if not I just wait for it

The other skateboard, got a couple of scrapes forget about it

I'm stuck in this rut, but I'll get up out it

I always do, I ain't gon' sit here and argue about it

I can't hop out of that gutter, I just crawl through up out it

I'm back, I'm sorry, I feel awful about it