Текст песни Cut You Loose - Slaughterhouse
"You′re
no
good
I
have
to
cut
you
loooooose,
you
loooooose"
[Repeat
in
background]
[Royce
Da
5'9"]
Woo!
Hello
hip-hop,
goodbye
music
It′s
like
a
love-hate
relationship
Ridin
in
the
Ferrari
while
takin
trips
Compared
to
beer
takin
sips
Sittin
somewhere
in
a
Camaro
with
racin
strips
Either
way
you
embrace
it
Can't
no
amount
of
money
or
lady
replace
it
And
after
all
this
rhymin
If
I
refer
to
you
as
a
girl
niggaz'd
call
this
Common
...
I′m
through
as
a
fan
No
disrespect
to
music,
I′m
talkin
to
you
as
a
man
How
the
FUCK
is
you
flossin
a
Benz?
Listenin
to
this
nigga
Rick
Ross
dissin
Em
Jim
Jones
dissin
Jay
This
rap
shit
done
gone
a
different
way
(that's
right)
I
know
my
lawyers
play
the
lies
game
It′s
okay
for
Soulja
Boy
to
say
Nas'
name
Nothin
but
+Ludacris+
answers
The
game
backwards
like
dancers
Shootin
on
the
same
dancefloor
you
grew
up
and
answer
To
them
shooters,
now
them
shooters
is
dancin
...
FUCK
you
too!
You
corny
so
I
gotta
cut
you
loose
I
looked
in
my
book
of
rhymes,
took
the
sign
I
swear
I
heard
a
few
of
my
nigga
Crooked
lines
[Crooked
I]
I
got
these
A&R′s
heart
racin
Got
'em
in
fear
of
me
sonnin
they
flagship
artists
for
spittin
{?}
This
is
bar
raisin
I′m
raisin
the
bar
so
far
tryin
to
look
at
it's
equivalent
to
star
gazin
Think
I'd
rather
be
waterboardin
- you
feel
me?
Than
to
listen
to
what
y′all
recordin
- for
real
G
Hell
naw,
I
will
not
support
it
Rather
switch
places
with
the
child
mom′s
aborted
- kill
me
My
skills
be
on
point
like
a
flyin
dart
Sometimes
I
feel
like
the
messiah
of
a
dyin
art
A
whole
'nother
animal,
not
the
kind
that
departed
on
the
giant
ark
But
a
vulture
with
a
lion
heart
I
eloquently
breathe
fire
I
speak
for
the
Eastsiders
like
I
got
a
Long
Beach
speech
writer
And
I
could
teach
riders
how
to
do
they
thang
So
they
won′t
ruin
the
game
for
comin
off
lame
We
could
be
birds
of
a
feather,
what
does
it
mean?
Think
about
it,
that
mean
I
put
you
under
my
wing
Or
I'ma
leave
this
hip-hop
thing
to
all
you
wack
dudes
Cut
you
loose
(you′re
no
good
I
have
to)
cut
you
loose
Call
me
a
hater
when
I'm
tellin
the
truth
- expect
it
SoundScan
is
unveilin
the
proof
- respect
it
Here′s
somethin
you
could
NEVER
dispute
The
last
time
I
spit
a
rhyme
the
roof
fell
in
the
booth
- I
wreck
shit
[Joell
Ortiz]
Man
I
feel
ruined
inside
Somebody
tell
me
what
to
do,
I'm
a
guy
That
loves
music
but
I
am
truly
through
with
the
vibe
Sometimes
I
wish
it
was
dead,
rather
than
look
this
stupid
alive
(word)
I
found
out
I
been
persuin
a
lie
It's
nothin
like,
what
I
thought,
man
the
proof′s
in
the
pie
Cause
ain′t
no
puddin
in
the
hood
when
niggaz
shoot
to
survive
But
what's
my
single?
Ask
dude
in
the
suit
and
a
tie
Who
stole
the
whip?
Man
I′m
losin
my
drive
I
'member
when
singles
used
to
have
cuts
on
it
Nowadays
the
rewind
button
got
mad
dust
on
it
Can′t
bring
it
back
if
it's
wack,
when
they
come
back
then
it′s
crack
I'm
FIENDIN
for
somethin
good
so
I
can
puff
on
it
Y'all
don′t
even
give
me
a
buzz
I
can′t
enjoy
a
glass
of
beer
if
it's
really
just
suds
Nothin
there
but
the
air
in
y′all
heads
Man
I'm
fed
dawg,
I
had
it
up
to
HERE
(done!)
I′m
cuttin
you
loose,
fuckin
abuse
I
can't
believe
they
in
your
talks
when
you
discussin
the
truth
These
dudes
suck
and
they
bad
liars
This
is
not
what
I
expected
when
I
was
11
steppin
up
in
rap
cyphers
(What′s
goin
on?)
I
thought
you
had
to
be
mad
nice
But
apparently
you
could
be
trash
as
long
as
you
look
good
and
have
ice
I
ain't
complainin,
I'm
just
sayin
though
There′s
no
reason
a
musician
should
wanna
watch
a
television
Instead
of
be
listenin
to
the
radio
I′m
cuttin
you
loose
[Joe
Budden]
Look,
I
used
to
dream
of
just
bein
wit'chu
Woulda
probably
gave
whatever
to
be
seen
wit′chu
On
the
block
on
the
scene
wit'chu
And
the
most
beautiful
thing
wit′chu
Is
we
shared
the
same
passion
and
I
could
get
cream
wit'chu
Not
a
qualm,
not
a
problem,
not
a
single
issue
Then
we
started
arguin,
havin
single
issues
Somethin′s
off
nowadays,
you
don't
seem
official
SO!
{"You're
no
good
I
have
to
cut
you
loooooose"}
I
see
you
with
them
other
artists
and
it′s
sickenin
E′rything's
changed
since
we
parted,
you
been
different
Do
whatever
for
bread
boo
when
you
started
trickin
For
real
though
{"You′re
no
good
I
have
to
cut
you
loooooose"}
How
you
could
thug
me?
If
I
can't
be
me
when
I′m
wit'chu,
tell
me
how
could
you
love
me?
(How
you)
Get
so
ugly
- eat
it,
beat
it,
treat
it
better
than
niggaz
So
you
still
be
dyin
to
fuck
me,
baby
don′t
interrupt
me!
Ain't
complete
tryin
to
compete
but
you
judge
me
What
you
really
think
of
me,
you
disgust
me
I
12-step
my
addict
itch
So
Method
Man,
you
could
have
that
bitch
But
now
she
got
neighbors
against
me,
still
her
favorite
MC
I
just
hit
her
hard
and
she
got
papers
against
me
It's
cool;
I
get
up
wit′chu
later
if
meant
be
Just
text
them
old
heads,
tell
′em
mate
with
they
memories
"You're
no
good
I
have
to
cut
you
loooooose,
you
loooooose"
[Repeat
to
fade]
![Slaughterhouse - Slaughterhouse](https://pic.Lyrhub.com/img/w/g/u/b/0ji4ewbugw.jpg)
1 Pray (It's A Shame)
2 The Phone Call (skit)
3 The Phone Call 2 - Skit
4 Sound Off
5 Lyrical Murderers
6 Microphone
7 Not Tonight
8 The One
9 In The Mind Of Madness (skit)
10 Cuckoo
11 Onslaught 2
12 Cut You Loose
13 Salute
14 Rain Drops
15 Killaz
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