Pull Out Your Cut

[Verse 1] Lif, a new state of mind, new state of being Constantly striving to understand what you're seeing Finding the courage to stop fleeing Problems that lie within So this is where we begin Self-esteem: something that's diminishing Look upon the faces of the youth you'll see them withering Societal pressures can be imprisoning Look at the effects that they have on us all is rather vividly How many women you know with eating disorders? How much makeup on the faces of our pre-pubescent daughters? Dudes are acting macho and they don't know why A famous never-written motto is that "boys should never cry" Keep all those emotions bottled up, now what's up? You can't communicate once you became an adult Situations got brought cause you had lockjaw Your kids ended up learning about life from a pop star But I feel that rap is more real Matter of fact this music's gotten me through many an ordeal I was laying on a stretcher kicking rhymes by Eazy-E After falling off my bike while holding food from Mickey D's So I chilled, had to calm my mental state Happy with the knowledge that the music helped me meditate And while I'm healing waiting for this world to erupt You can catch me sitting next to my crate pulling out cuts "Pull out your cut" (Rakim...scratched) [Spoken] Yeah that's what I'm talking about right there But yo kid, yo I was buggin, you remember "Watch Me Now" by Ultramagnetic? Oh of course dog, my favorite joint though was Gang Starr What's that joint? How's that joint go? Wait, yo I think I remember yo [Verse 2] I'll flip, you know I'll flip the script I said I'll flip, you know I'll flip the script The Guru, he's been my idol for years Ripping shit with Premier, making the b-boys cheer And the GZA, Investigative Reports He, Ghost' and Raekwon, they didn't take no shorts Plus the R, cause that's the way that it has to be These brothers redefined lyrical mastery And I could go on cold pulling cuts for days But I got something to say about you rappers today Your rhymes drop in weak spurts so you bite 'til your teeth hurt But I'm your dentist so meet my apprentice Chucky, and Charlie Bronson from Death Wish I couldn't hoard all of these medical skills and be selfish It's hard to say rhymes with no incisors or canines I kill all the weak minds, administer brain ???????? Cause I'm the type of kid that's on the positive tip But that's because I suppress my urges to slaughter you quick But this time I just can't fight the feeling That's why I'm smiling as your small intestines dangle from the ceiling You're over, as KRS has said on the track "It means return of the real hard beats and real rap" (KRS-ONE sampled) "Pull out your cut" (Rakim...scratched)