Yelawolf - Growin' Up In The Gutter Ft. Rittz lyrics

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Once upon a time in an apartment home

Lived a little girl with a heart of stone

Cause part of her heart was partly gone

Rarely seen and hardly known

Treated like a mat on a boxing ring

Blood drops stains on the twin box springs

Daddy came to visit, it’s not a dream

She thought to herself, what is happening?

Above her head there’s a crucifix

But Lucifer loosens up his wrist

Lays her down with an open fist

And all that was left was hopelessness

Little girl, where’s your loving mother, under the covers, under the covers

Little girl what have you discovered?

She stuttered

Growin’ up in the gutter, no more, fairy tales and songs

No place like hell, no place like home

Growin’ up in the gutter, black and white, in a frame

Dead we are, safe and sound, straight guns, no aim game

Growin’ up in the gutter

And you ain't gotta be from the projects to deal with this non-sense

Cause even in suburbia, somebody will murder ya over nothing

leave your body slumping in the parking lot of your complex

Violence is a hard pit to swallow and digest

the town is full of drug dealers

most of them are shot in the process

Hussle…

and robbing motherfuckers like they're having a contest

shit, he took a bitch to his apartment to brag

a week later he tied her up on ______

cause he showed her all the pills he got for ____

she told her cousin, and her cousin grabbed a gat and a mag

kicked in his door, laid him down, ______

ran off with all that he had

used to be ballin, now he got a colostomy bag

what you know about that?

middle-class white bitch slangin her body for crack

____ for drug cartels, you hear the buck shot shells, and then the blood clot fails, ______

biggest meth bust on the east coast, right here in the ____

my lyrics approved, growin’ up in the gutter

You think you can define how hard you got it

by what neighborhood you live in mother fucker?

Wake up in the gutter, no more, fairy tales and songs

No place like hell, no place like home

Growin’ up in the gutter, black and white, in a frame

Dead we are, safe and sound, straight guns, no aim game

Growin’ up in the gutter

Slumerican in _____, I am

Drug through the mud like a _____, I am

Was a child who was beaten, I am

Leather belts that made me, I am

Home or gone again at 8, I am

somebody’s life to wait, I am

given to the beast by fate, I am

the one who did escape, I am

a voice for the cold in the dark, I am

the one who sold his ____, I am

from a family torn apart, I am

a target for your daughter, I am

sick again from the whips, I am

head to the gun and click, I am

_____ that don't run from shit, I am

exposed to the goats of sea, I am

met a ghost and he said, I am

in the basement in red, I am

dead cause the ouija board said

I...A...M

Growin’ up in the gutter, no more, fairy tales and songs

No place like hell, no place like home

Growin’ up in the gutter, black and white, in a frame

Dead we are, safe and sound, straight guns, no aim game

Growin’ up in the gutter

Thanks to Kris for correcting these lyrics