Organized Rhyme – Papercuts lyrics

Album: Huh? Stiffenin' Against The Wall

This is for all the girls out there who I’ve spent time with for the past ….. past few years.

Chorus
I don’t got no papercuts on the tip of my fingers.
And if I had some papercuts, I guess the pain would linger.

Verse 1 (MC Bones)
Sit down on the bench and say “man!.” Got hit so damn hard, check the face guard.
Tighten up my skates and I save weight. Twist my fate to debate with a teammate.
And you don’t have to be a sports fan to get a grip on a stick like a veteran.
Like Guy Lafleur, 99, Bobby Hull, Rocket Richard. Ciccarelli went too far and got barred.
When my blades hit the ice I’m recitin’. Invitin’ the fightin’ while I’m a grippin’ my Titan.
And dekin’ and freakin’ and sneakin’ through the blueline, playing a role, pay a toll across the goal line.
‘Cause I’m a leavin’ you in the aftermath. A psychopath on a wrath with a paragraph.
And I just laugh, keeping it inside. I take you for a ride when I slide on the rink side.
I set trial. See you in court. Defending my right to recite on a winter sport.
In Sarajevo Gaetan Boucher, a man skating better than Yan cooking soufflé.
So I buckle my helmet, lace the mic on, setting my sights on the goal, turn the light on. I slap the puck,
I got ability step in the arena of hockey facilities.

Chorus
I don’t got no papercuts on the tip of my fingers
And if I had some papercuts, I guess the pain would linger.
X2

Verse 2 (Pin The Chameleon)
I grab a paddle like a baby does a rattle. Ready, straight up, no razzle-dazzle and I’m talented.
And now I serve like a Chinese champion, attacking fully flexed with the power of Samson.
And I take that ping pong ball and I serve like a king. And then I sing.
I knocked you out with my forearm backhand. Under the leg then around my head and
I switch the paddle to my left hand and drop it back into my right hand.
I’m the victor, me the tall guy. Don’t even try to be fly you small fry.
I had a table in my basement for years and on that green wood I’ve seen many tears.
You want to confront a paddle and 6-foot-3? Hop in the blender let’s mix up the meat, huh!
Competition can’t begin to see the program. I’m throwing down so you’ll be eating my toe jam.
So you’ll be seeing the ball destroyed in the first round. My rubber racket makes it easy with a nice
sound.
I run around the table twice and then back again. Get to 21 points and the game ends.
A lot of y’all think I’m full of it. Actually I am, ‘cause I’ve never even played ping pong.

Chorus
I don’t got no papercuts on the tip of my fingers
And if I had some papercuts, I guess the pain would linger.
X2

Pin: I guess the pain would linger.
Bones: I guess the pain would linger.
Pin: On the tip of my papercuts

Improv. part:
Bones & Pin: Walter’s in the other room X3
Pin: Walter doesn’t have papercuts on the tip of his papercuts;
Pin: On the tip of my papercuts;
Bones: The piano! The piano! Look I….;
Pin: On the tip of my papercuts ;
Bones: I don’t got no papercuts;
Pin: We don’t got no papercuts (papercuts, papercuts);
Bones: On the tip of our papercuts (papercuts, papercuts);
Pin: On the tip of our papercuts;
Bones: The piano! The piano! Look at it, it’s over there again;
Pin: Measure the distance between here and there;
Bones: My foot on the floor is really getting saggy;
Pin: I think it’s fun to get from point A to point B;
Bones: I got a wool hat on, but I’m not gonna wear it;
Pin: I don’t got no papercuts;
Bones: I don’t have a Marshall amplifier in my room;
Pin: We don’t have any papercuts;
Bones: My name is not Brenda or David;
Pin: His name isn’t Brenda or David;
Bones: My name is not Brenda or David;
Pin: Look! We’ve got four of them;
Bones: My name is not Brenda or David;
Pin: His hair is not sticking up like hers;
Bones: I work at the IGA! I work at the IGA stacking!
Pin: He works at the IGA;
Bones: I work at the IGA;
Pin: You never worked at the IGA;
Bones: I used to work landscaping;
Pin: Your brother worked at the IGA;
Bones: My brother worked at the IGA;
Pin: I think my dad’s hair is falling out;
Bones: I think your dad’s hair is falling out;
Pin: My dad’s hair already fell out;
Bones: I think my dad’s hair is falling out;
Pin: My dad’s hair fell out well before he was 40;
Bones: I use special shampoo now ‘cause I noticed it falling….;
Pin: Did you turn off the lights there, Bones?
Bones: When I run my hands through my hair all the time;
Pin: “Yeah. Yeah!”
Bones: “Let’s do it again though just ‘cause…”
Pin: “No way, man, that’s wicked!”
Bones: “That was like warm up stuff”
Pin: “No way!”

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