Masta Artisan - Cut Down lyrics

[Verse 1:] “Jealousy” is a disease that has a policy To create haters whenever you do something of great quality And it seems that wherever my name is known There are a bunch of un-famous clones All repeating the same thing, stating that I'm co*ky But apparently, these people do not see That in opposition to their defense I actually have talent to verify my so-called arrogance But that doesn't stop internet users from their negative chatter Cursing my name, you know, as if their opinion matters Now behind my back is where most of those snakes are hissing But sometimes, they get in my face with verbal ammunition Criticizing my sk**s with their disparagement But when I respond, their look changes to one of embarra**ment Yeah, I'm prepared too, so to any stilted Foes opposing me, you should know, you will get [Hook] Cut Down! Like a tree, so call me the lumberjack Shut Down! Like a company when the stock market's crashed What now?! You have nothing to say after I strike back Cut Down.... Cut Down.... [Verse 2:] I have composed a letter to send To those who are strictly bitter because I'm better than them It reads, “Have mercy on anyone who faces me Cause their career will die indignaciously Cause a lot of dishonored rappers are made when I put a diss on a rapper So don't you rip on the Master I'll make you look like a fool because my words are so witty And even Mr. T would say you don't deserve any pity And I know your types, all you wanna reach is the fame But you s** so much, you put leeches to shame Because you're style is unbearable And you're an easy emcee to rip, so those two facts make you tear-able For you to be on the mic is a disaster Cause if you couldn't hear, you still wouldn't be a deaf rapper And it should come as no astonishment When the phrase “you s**” is the closest thing you'll ever get to a compliment [Hook] [Verse 3:] And after the selfish ways that I've been behaving I know what a lot of haters are probably saying “He's so crazy that egomaniacs worldwide Are humble and meek compared to his rumbling speeches with words tied Together with vigorous vowels and confident consonants That compliment his sk**s as an artisan” And though this intimate sentiment may ring true It's not like I'm lying about the concentrated sk** that I bring you I believe in the truth, it's good for your health Honestly, “modesty” is basically lying to yourself And if you try to sling any insults my way I'll cut you off like you're a slow car on the highway And say, “hey, you're trying to pull a funny joke, but you're failing in the thrust So stop while you're behind and not while you're trailing in the dust Out of my face, All you do is diminish my time You're so unworthy, you don't deserve to hear me finish my..... [Hook]