Out Tha Gutter
"Out Tha Gutter" (Intro – spoken) Yeah… It’s that real talk From the belly of the beast Out the gutter — still breathin’, still fightin’ Listen… (Verse 1) Out the gutter where the shots rain heavy at night, Mama cryin’ in the kitchen, tryna pray for the light. Ain’t no peace in the streets, just a piece on my hip, Hustlin' dreams in my mind, but survival’s the script. I seen youngins lose they soul for a chain and a whip, Seen crooked cops throw a brother in a box for a zip. I'm from the block where your name mean more than your birth, If respect ain’t in your blood, then you bleedin’ on earth. (Hook) I'm a rider — west side flames in my chest, Still thuggin’ through the pain, never layin' to rest. You can chain my body, never cage my soul, 'Cause the game don’t love you, just swallows you whole. (Verse 2) Hollow dreams fill the sky, I keep my mind on my mission, Tryna break out this system — this a modern-day prison. While they politickin’ lies on the TV screen, We bury brothers every week — it’s a war unseen. I got a vision like Pac, see the world through flames, Tryna rise from the ashes with a heart full of pain. Ain’t no fame where I’m headed, just my name on a wall, But I’d rather stand tall than bow down and crawl. (Hook) I'm a rider — west side flames in my chest, Still thuggin’ through the pain, never layin' to rest. You can chain my body, never cage my soul, 'Cause the game don’t love you, just swallows you whole. (Bridge – spoken) They don’t understand… This ain't just rap — it’s my life on the beat. Real ones feel it. Fake ones fear it. (Verse 3) Now I'm dippin' in my ‘64, ghosts in the rearview, Talkin’ to my dead homies — “Damn, I still hear you.” Revolution in my breath, every step is a war, Got the soul of a soldier and a lion’s roar. Don’t confuse my anger, this pain got a cause, Every verse is a battle, every rhyme break laws. They ain’t ready for the truth, so they silence the brave, But I’m yellin’ from the booth ‘til I’m laid in the grave. (Final Hook) I'm a rider — west side flames in my chest, Still thuggin’ through the pain, never layin' to rest. You can chain my body, never cage my soul, 'Cause the game don’t love you, just swallows you whole. (Outro – spoken) Yeah... Rest in peace to the lost soldiers. Still ridin' for somethin' real. Out the gutter — but never out the fight.
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"Out Tha Gutter" (Intro – spoken) Yeah… It’s that real talk From the belly of the beast Out the gutter — still breathin’, still fightin’ Listen… (Verse 1) Out the gutter where the shots rain heavy at night, Mama cryin’ in the kitchen, tryna pray for the light. Ain’t no peace in the streets, just a piece on my hip, Hustlin' dreams in my mind, but survival’s the script. I seen youngins lose they soul for a chain and a whip, Seen crooked cops throw a brother in a box for a zip. I'm from the block where your name mean more than your birth, If respect ain’t in your blood, then you bleedin’ on earth. (Hook) I'm a rider — west side flames in my chest, Still thuggin’ through the pain, never layin' to rest. You can chain my body, never cage my soul, 'Cause the game don’t love you, just swallows you whole. (Verse 2) Hollow dreams fill the sky, I keep my mind on my mission, Tryna break out this system — this a modern-day prison. While they politickin’ lies on the TV screen, We bury brothers every week — it’s a war unseen. I got a vision like Pac, see the world through flames, Tryna rise from the ashes with a heart full of pain. Ain’t no fame where I’m headed, just my name on a wall, But I’d rather stand tall than bow down and crawl. (Hook) I'm a rider — west side flames in my chest, Still thuggin’ through the pain, never layin' to rest. You can chain my body, never cage my soul, 'Cause the game don’t love you, just swallows you whole. (Bridge – spoken) They don’t understand… This ain't just rap — it’s my life on the beat. Real ones feel it. Fake ones fear it. (Verse 3) Now I'm dippin' in my ‘64, ghosts in the rearview, Talkin’ to my dead homies — “Damn, I still hear you.” Revolution in my breath, every step is a war, Got the soul of a soldier and a lion’s roar. Don’t confuse my anger, this pain got a cause, Every verse is a battle, every rhyme break laws. They ain’t ready for the truth, so they silence the brave, But I’m yellin’ from the booth ‘til I’m laid in the grave. (Final Hook) I'm a rider — west side flames in my chest, Still thuggin’ through the pain, never layin' to rest. You can chain my body, never cage my soul, 'Cause the game don’t love you, just swallows you whole. (Outro – spoken) Yeah... Rest in peace to the lost soldiers. Still ridin' for somethin' real. Out the gutter — but never out the fight.
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