Letra Cuts Up par Tyga

It all cuts up
It all cuts up
It ain't my falt [?]
It all cuts up
It all cuts up
Dear god, lord knows what I did wrong
It all cuts up
It all cuts up
It ain't my falt [?]

Tyga man, half vietnamese, half jamaican
right into the camera
fame could be challenging
Leave the caveleries behind me
How to compete with us, them dummys, they couldn't read
Music artist is what I be [?] play the beat
Christmas tree, you bairly cover reeths
Jungle gym bars, Mr. Cooper couldn't hang with me
reality
Even if twins we were born, I would still be ahead [?] after tomorrow

It all cuts up
It all cuts up
It ain't my falt [?]
It all cuts up
It all cuts up
Dear god, lord knows what I did wrong
It all cuts up
It all cuts up
It ain't my falt [?]

Nobody's arms reach [?] large beast can swing
Manefеst from [?]
condem
I already do it
entertainer, I st-stutter, cause I'm angry
I'm more than what I seem like, [?]
ra pum pum pum
lose will never
Practice makes perfect, me only getting better

It all cuts up
It all cuts up
It ain't my falt [?]
It all cuts up
It all cuts up
Dear god, lord knows what I did wrong
It all cuts up
It all cuts up
It ain't my falt [?]

Ladies and gentalmen, I'd like tto introduce you to the future
Sit back, relax, while I seduce ya
eating goota
motherf**king hater
I run with [?], I run with Glocks, If you trip, I'm sending shots
knock him out his socks
suck on like a lollypop or pasifier
from this young rap messiah
make these older cats wish they would retire
Like a cancer pationt having altercations [?]
Excuse me, but I'm the best, no mistaking

It all cuts up
It all cuts up
It ain't my falt [?]
It all cuts up
It all cuts up
Dear god, lord knows what I did wrong
It all cuts up
It all cuts up
It ain't my falt [?]