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RAZOR BLADES was released on October 3, 2025 by Paper Suit LLC as a part of the album GRENADINE - EP
October 3, 2025
LabelPaper Suit LLC
LanguageEnglish
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Acousticness
Valence
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Music Video

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Lyrics

Yo
That's where the fucking money is made
If you change anything
I'll fucking strangle you with a rubberband
I'm half petulance, the other half pestilence
You're on your way to Google trying to understand the sentiment
Rap excellence, who you cats messing with
Down with the decadent, I'm on your throat like necklace
Yeah I'm on your throat like razor blades
I put a body in the walk in cooler like it's Gatorade
Then I made a splash in bodega bay
I'm on my way to say Amazing Grace
It's pay-to-play and I don't play no games, nah
Why am I such a suspect
You think I'm blowing up? I ain't even touch the clutch yet
Upset that I'm doing much more with much less
So what's next? Ummm
Paper Suit dropping internet bars like we too far from the router
I grew up on eBaums, now I'm dropping e-bombs
Now the e-girls are turning into e-moms and guess what
Soon enough reduce to dust and be gone - poof
You know what
I'm done playing around
Tie em upside down
And burn em
From dust we are made, to dust we return
I treat my blunt just like an usher song I just let it burn
Don't be snatching the mic from me if it ain't your turn
I'm concerned for ya heath so you should try to re learn
Some habits about moderation and patience
No statements need to be made cuz you been acting complacent
Bro face it my flow is straight from the basement
I been raising some hell, bury me deep with a concrete encasement
Wake up in a cold sweat from the Omens im sending your way at 3:33 in the morning
Another moment is another chance for recklessness
Im done with games, step on necks and jackin several necklaces
Not a single thing can save you when you live in Salem's lot
Turn your shirt to grenadine when Timmy play connect the dots
Verbal murder it was me bet your ass I don't hesitate
When you take your last breath I'll be waiting at heavens gate, you cant escape
We don't carve pumpkins we carving carcasses
And no matter what we won't be stopped
Hahahaha
Asking me to hop up on this beat is like
Opening Pandora's box the rest is history
I'm chaos for my opps
I watched the eagles routing all the chiefs
I'm cheering for my pops
He's gone to sleep I know he's with the gods
I hope he got relief
I see a whole lot of these clout chasers
They only in it for a minute til they get they paper
Then they switch it up to try and gain a little favor
They going pop they going country but they got no flavor
I guess it's my job to go save the day
I look around I'm disappointed shit no rappers came to play
The game is washing up like motherfuck I don't know what to say
I got the smoke they call me wiz this beat for me was Taylor made
I'm sorry I know them lines came with some extra shade
I guess I'm tired of people doubting me when all i make are plays
I cut through all adversity like my hands made of razor blades
I showed you versatility and now I'm showing you some rage
Written by: David Watts, Joshua Carroll, Luciano Reyes, Ryan Scanlon, Scott Arc, Timothy Heege-Graves
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