Growin' Up In The Gutter (Explicit)

Growin' Up In The Gutter (Explicit) - Yelawolf/RittZ

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 drop stains on the twin box springs

Daddy came to visit it's not a dream

She thought to herself what is happenin'

Above her head is 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 lovin' mother

Under the covers under the covers

Little girl what have you discovered

She stuttered

Growin' up in the gutter no more fairytales

And so no place like hell no place like home

Growin' up in the gutter black and white in a frame

There we are safe and sound stray guns no aim yea

Growin' up in the gutter

And you ain't gotta be from the projects

To deal with this nonsense rittz

'Cause even in suburbia somebody will murder ya

Over nothin' leave your body slumpin'

In the parking lot of your complex

Violence is a hard pill to swallow and digest

My town is full of ** dealers

Most of them get shot in the process

Hustlin' and stackin' up profits

They robbin' motherf**kers like they havin' a contest

Sh*t he took a b**ch to his apartment to brag

A week later he tied up on the carpet and gagged

'Cause he showed her all the pills he had for sale

For the low

She told her cousin

Then her cousin grabbed a glock and a mask

Kicked in his door laid him down

Then he shot him and dashed

Ran off with all that he had

He used to be ballin' now he got a colostomy bag

What you know about that

Middle class white b**ch slangin' her body for crack

Mexican ** cartels you hear the buck shot shells

And then the blood clot fails there ain't no healin' the wounds

Biggest meth bust on the east coast right here in duluth

My lyrics are proof of growin' up in the gutter

You think you can define how hard you got it

By what neighborhood you live in motherf**ker

Wake up in the gutter

No more fairytales

And so no place like hell no place like home

Growin' up in the gutter black and white in a frame

There we are safe and sound stray guns no aim yea

Growin' up in the gutter

Slumerican indeed I am

** through the mud like a w**d what I am

Was child who was beat I am

Leather belts that made me I am

Home alone again at 8 I am

Somebody's life to rate 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 heart I am

From a family torn apart I am

A target for your dart I am

Sick again from the whips I am

Head to the gun and click I am

A soul that don't run from sh*t I am

Exposed to the goats of sin I am

Met a ghost and he said I am

In the basement in red I am

Dead cause the ouija board said

I am

Growin' up in the gutter no more fairytales

And so no place like hell no place like home

Growin' up in the gutter black and white in a frame

There we are safe and sound stray guns no aim yea

Growin' up in the gutter