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Big Pimpin'/papercut Lyrics - Singles - Linkin Park & Jay-z

You're wasting your talent, Randy 

 

It's like I'm paranoid lookin' over my back 

It's like a whirlwind inside of my head 

It's like I can't stop what I'm hearing within 

It's like the face inside is right 

 

Why does it feel like night today? 

Something in here's not right today 

Why am I so uptight today? 

Paranoia's all I got left 

 

I don't know what stressed me first 

Or how the pressure was fed 

But I know just what it feels like 

To have a voice in the back of my head 

 

It's like a face that I hold inside 

A face that awakes when I close my eyes 

A face that watches every time they lie 

A face that laughs every time they fall 

 

And watches everything 

So we know that when it's time to sink or swim 

That the face inside is hearing me 

Right beneath my skin 

 

It's like I'm paranoid lookin' over my back 

It's like a whirlwind inside of my head 

It's like I can't stop what I'm hearing within 

It's like the face inside is right 

 

You know I thug 'em, fuck 'em, love 'em, leave 'em 

'Cause I don't fuckin' need 'em 

Take 'em out the hood, keep 'em lookin' good 

But I don't fuckin' feed 'em 

 

First time they fuss I'm breezin' 

Talkin' 'bout, what's the reasons? 

I'm a pimp in every sense of the word, bitch 

Better trust than believe 'em 

 

In the cut where I keep 'em 

Till I need a nut, till I need to beat the guts 

Then it's, beep beep and I'm pickin' 'em up 

Let 'em play with the dick in the truck 

 

Many chicks wanna put jigga fist in cuffs 

Divorce him and split his bucks 

Just because you got good head, I'ma break bread 

So you can be livin' it up? Shit I 

 

Parts with nothin', y'all be frontin' 

Me give my heart to a woman? 

Not for nothin', never happen 

I'll be forever mackin' 

 

Heart cold as assassins 

I got no passion, I got no patience 

And I hate waitin', hoe get yo' ass in 

 

And let's ride, check 'em out now 

Ride, yeah 

And let's ride, check 'em out now 

Ride, yeah 

 

We doin' big pimpin', we spendin' G's 

Check 'em out now, big pimpin', on B L A D's 

We doin', big pimpin' up in N.Y.C. 

It's just that jigga man, pimp C, and B U N B 

 

Yo yo yo, big pimpin', spendin' G's 

We doin', big pimpin', on B L A D's 

We doin' big pimpin' up in N.Y.C. 

It's just that jigga man, pimp C and B U N B 

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