Lyrics to Cut Cut

rush - cut to the chase
u think of me but i'm young enough to remember the future and the way things ought to be cut, cut, cut cut to the chase you may be right it's all a waste of time i guess that's just a chance, i'm prepared t

afi - killing lights, the
five a.m. on the bathroom floor from the night before do you find me dreadful? what a shame, such a sad disgrace such a pretty face but she's not regretful am i beautiful? am i usable? it's killing cut cut

afi - the killing lights
five a.m. on the bathroom floor from the night before do you find me dreadful? what a shame, such a sad disgrace such a pretty face but she's not regretful am i beautiful? am i usable? it's killing cut cut

andre nickatina - soul of a coke dealer
cakes man i'm goin to hell or i'm a die in jail or these bullets gon' rain and i'm gonna get nailed cut cut cut me down nicky it make me wanna shiver the lost soul of a coke dealer word life.. the lost soul

bayside - a rite of passage
cut, cut, cut, cutting myself down to pieces too hard on myself it would seem that everyone could see myself worth beneath i'll take a stand devise plans figure it out i'll take my cuts and stitch th cut cut

beastie boys - three mc's and one dj
'cos nobody can do it like mix master can, come on now i've got the d double o, d double o style here we go again 'cos it's been awhile do me a favor don't touch that dial i rock from manhattan to the cut cut

black eyed peas - hot
than sex we're writin', rhymin', makin' the beats okay, hip-hop blazers bringin' the heat motivate cut cut and scratch the groove elevate then make them powerful moves how amazin' is it? it's so amazin' th

the bled - you should be ashamed of myself
welcome to the end of the night where everyone reeks of stale smoke, dirty jokes stop me if you've heard this one the ransom's over, where's my cut, cut, cut, cut? skewered on an open flame i bought cut cut

bob marley - hypocrites
dip for diplomatic; 'yp for hypocratic; dry for dry-land tourist; tup for topper norris! see de 'ypocrites, dem a-galang deh! see de 'ypocrites, dem a-galang deh! see de 'ypocrites, dem a-galang deh! cut cut

bongzilla - gestation
plant a seed, watch it grow we're going to reap what we sow yeah, the earth she does know she lets us grow what we grow yeah, the days they are long make you grow up to be strong yeah, my woman she wi cut cut

bunny wailer - hypocrite
dip fi diplomatic; 'yp for hypocratic; dry, dry, dry for dry-land tourist; tup-a tup-a tup for topper norris! see de 'ypocrite, dem a-galang deh! see de 'ypocrite, dem a-galang deh! see de 'ypocrite, cut cut

busta rhymes - what's the pinocchio's theory?
questions remain to the likely, notorious win ex you're zoning, ahhh!, you're zoning i made moves, cut cut ! cut, making move, making move, ahhh! clear the rhythm a b c d e f g, h i j k l m n o p q r s, t u

cadaverous condition - the once and future king
it beckons to us all sometimes we cannot hide it beckons us inside open the door, a knock so pure in comes the seraphim teach me things, i already know filled with adrenalin cut him down, yet he grow cut cut

carpathian forest - the suicide song
come on dead man you have slit your wrist bow down dead man and slit your wrist again cut!!! cut!!! razorblade baby kill yourself girl you christian women you can't live like this no!!! no!!! he's f cut cut

charli baltimore - n. b. c.
not then they gettin' drop kicked and i like 'em all, black jack ya'll near 21, all others gettin' cut cut so be it, you see me! chorus (noreaga, baltimore, cam'ron) aye yo iraq, harlem world, philly <

d-12 - what what
t what all my ladies say what what what and all my dogz say what what what all the d.j's play my cut cut cut

dave matthews band - ants marching
he wakes up in the morning does his teeth bite to eat and he's rolling never changes a thing the week ends the week begins she thinks, we look at each other wondering what the other is thinking cut cut

dave matthews band - ants marching (no new directions)
he wakes up in the morning does his teeth bite to eat and he's rolling never changes a thing the week ends the week begins she thinks, we look at each other wondering what the other is thinking but we cut cut

die trying - never good enough
the words you say are so mean the way they cut-cut and the way they hurt me as if i am never good enough for you, for you something in the way the way you walk and the way you talk well i'm sorry that cut cut