Carpenter
Look at yourself, made out of wood
You wouldn't change it if you could
I don't blame you, stupid child, you think the best to pull up through
Doesn't matter, what you talking has no meaning and again
s keep provoking vomit and you spitting with no shame
Talk is cheap, and so is you, getting shaped by don't know who
Save you some of that material, they no longer need a tool
Yesterday you were not happy, and I don't think you ever will
All that joy begone so rapid, bet you didn't get to feel
As for us? We got a scheme, we don't do this for the thrill
Made a promise and an oath to keep it up if we have meals
We don't charge you for the lesson, even puppets can have ears
Mane, we are the Smith and the Wesson
Wack your shit then pop a pill, uh!
This scene is a fucking shame and I don't plan on staying for too long
All you rappers lame as hell, we don't care about your song
Go 'head and get your tats and all that motherfucking stupid shit
Remind yourself that you're pathetic, you won't make it out this pit
You just a fucking clone of all that bullshit you see on TV
All this shit you calling music is just garbage from the street
Motherfucker, know your place, you could never fuck with this
To this culture you're a shame, just looking at you makes me sick, uh
You wouldn't change it if you could
I don't blame you, stupid child, you think the best to pull up through
Doesn't matter, what you talking has no meaning and again
s keep provoking vomit and you spitting with no shame
Talk is cheap, and so is you, getting shaped by don't know who
Save you some of that material, they no longer need a tool
Yesterday you were not happy, and I don't think you ever will
All that joy begone so rapid, bet you didn't get to feel
As for us? We got a scheme, we don't do this for the thrill
Made a promise and an oath to keep it up if we have meals
We don't charge you for the lesson, even puppets can have ears
Mane, we are the Smith and the Wesson
Wack your shit then pop a pill, uh!
This scene is a fucking shame and I don't plan on staying for too long
All you rappers lame as hell, we don't care about your song
Go 'head and get your tats and all that motherfucking stupid shit
Remind yourself that you're pathetic, you won't make it out this pit
You just a fucking clone of all that bullshit you see on TV
All this shit you calling music is just garbage from the street
Motherfucker, know your place, you could never fuck with this
To this culture you're a shame, just looking at you makes me sick, uh
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