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"Big Pimpin' / Papercut" was written by Joshua, Kyambo / Mosley, Timothy Z / Carter, Shawn C. / Bennington, Chester C / Delson, Bradford Philip / Hahn, Joseph / Shinoda, Mike / Bourdon, Robert G.
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Wasting your talent, Randy
Yeah, ready?

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
Face that awakes when I close my eyes
Face watches every time they lie
Face that laughs every time they fall
And watches everything

So, you know that when it's time to sink or swim
That the face inside is hearing me
Right underneath 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
'Til I need a nut, 'til 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 NYC
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 NYC
It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C and B U N B

Songwriters
Joshua, Kyambo / Mosley, Timothy Z / Carter, Shawn C. / Bennington, Chester C / Delson, Bradford Philip / Hahn, Joseph / Shinoda, Mike / Bourdon, Robert G

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