Gutter Days Video (MV)

Back in the gutter days
Grandma made a nigga , glo up step up
Climbing up rock
Climbing to the top tier

Yeah, I never sweat it
On my forehead
Like my granny say

I raise inna south central
Never panicking stressful

Gotta get em fists folded
Like manny pac-man
Move around like a temple runner
Like I break in somebody else's house

F*ck it, booster make it
Gone for a few days
Play with what I stolen
Like Mrs. Grinch

Hey I know
Imma savage villager f*ck them,
I got no main bitch in my radar
Points blanks , f*ck yo feeling

When a nigga got no time to deal with
Them dirtball wannabe snobby richer
Like I play inna mortal kombat

Got the cheat codes
They cannot knock a
Tack boy down
Niggas talk shit

They cannot say it
In my face
Hop off
In my zone

Make it gone
Yeah
Its ruthless
I don't make it effortless

Don't come around
If they got no motion
Take it out swing it
To the left

Hit the golf
Ball like Tiger Woods

Deep shot inna hole

I stand on my grind
Mrs. motion four

I got caught up
With the po po
Knock it onna door

I brings problems
I deal with it on me
They got my fingerprints
Like Santa Claus

Ate your cookie
Inna kitchen with
No bakery
Like Cookie Monster

Never drop a word
I be feeling Like G.I. Joe
Type of shit

Snake eyes always quiet
I had to keep my mouth
Zip

Like the silencer
Pull no blast out
Than the bullet

Hit it in the wounds
Dazzled Like the Punisher
Cooks it up

Bust inna head
Quicker than
A blackmailer
Purges come to prey

Gotta get ready to
Battle it like Spartacus
Blood and sand to
Survive get my freedom

I remember
That I was
Only ten
Ten fingers down

Nigga
The landlord
Had to make my mama
Move out

Lil menace four
They almost ship
A nigga to the juvenile