GANGRENE - Gutter Water lyrics

rate me

[Intro:]

Being transported to a new and separate reality

[Verse 1:]

Now watch how I'm flipping things

I'm the man behind the scene pulling the puppet strings

Married to the rap game without a diamond ring

Keep it a hundred percent authentic, I'm not a a ringtone

Rapper that's candy apple super sweet

My flow filthy like gutter water on dirty streets

Bang on the machines and bang out a beat

Get fans out of the seats, wake people that are sleeping out of their dreams

Can't tell where I cut it, there's no seams

Back like I got a score to settle, I'm on another level

I stutter step with the pebble just like the running rebels

Fuck the current direction of rap, I'm the exception

40 cake, records raw with no protection while a chain swing

Name of the beast gangrene, make Gs, money like hoes

No chasing em, I make em chase me, custodian of streets I sweep

Drama king when it come to this music it's not a thing

I radiate, next to the Sun I'm the hottest thing on the planet

Hands dirty from working like a mechanic

Under the hood, animal I'm up to no good

[Verse 2:]

For anybody that don't understand

Underestimate the class won't pass like an undergrad

Under that I reign like thunderclaps

Storm through like Tom Clancy without a gat

But the team strapped make niggas ease back

Spit raw uranium, y'all don't wanna see that

Radioactive to radios active

My radius is massive, radiate classic

Material, ride, bang in my stereo

You're looking for the the real [?]

Here we go, gangrene, cut off the bad limbs

Back to some mad men madness

[?] the mathematics

Mic the masterful back at it

With ALC, even his fiends wanna get a crack at it

Like crack addicts deep addiction is like black magic

But this fresh and the car's more damaged

Cause we more savage, a beast with more patterns

Than patches on the front and back of some old jackets

From the old Jacksons it's the newest [?]

Rollers wishing to see what's happening

[Verse 3:]

Explosive bullets most will fall off in your wholesome hoodie

Sit there staring in your eye, toast of Phillie

[?] rhyme with Big Willie

[?] the hood brother

Spit phlegm, jumped in, we knowing the hitmen

Every other optional flow gets the clip then

Blow for a second, be back and then come get men

Clap cleaner all my ratchets Wolverine screener

[?] my inner beam will flow chemo

Rap made [?] assed in greeno

Greenish, bitch driving Filipino

Gun in your mouth, don't laugh at me

Don't even laugh with me, got 40 clips and a staff with me