Cut It Ya Match It Dispatch

[Intro]
Cause ya cut it ya match it
Ya cut it ya match it
You do the final cut yea
Ya cut it ya match it
Ya cut it ya match it
You do the final cut yea

[Verse 1]
Cause it's a manifest destiny like a genocide recipe
Telling lords that wrestle me to be my own race
Challenge your god, another drink of your chalice
Dont underestimate the fate of a preordained mass

Where are my boots and where the hell is my balance
The hell you did come down from your planet
To see a cocking of a gun
Oh come if you're gunna get some

Cause forty seconds later and the cocking of a gun
A boy avoids confusion and his special agent scum
Two officers pushed a boy down on his back
Searched through his pockets found a vile of crack yea

This boy untainted
Its a typical mythical world we live in untaint me
Un-slay me, un-lay me
Going to the river cause I think I'm damn ready