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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,138
Peak in subgenre #617
Author
Xcon/Laz Boi/Spawn/Sinis/Boka
Rights
3 Glock
Uploaded
June 24, 2003
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Story behind the song
From the gutter
Lyrics
From the Gutter - Original Sinz feat. Sinis
(Xcon/Laz Boi/Spawn/Sinis/Boka)
Song: From the Gutter
Artist: Xcon/Laz Boi/Spawn/Sinis/Boka
Beat: From the Gutter
Production: Noviss
Lyrics: Xcon/Laz Boi/Spawn/Sinis/Boka
Written: 06-19-03
Recorded: 06-19-03
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Noviss....yeah
Yo..check it..Lazi Boi, Xcon, Spawn
You know how its going down
Yeah..here we go
(Laz Boi verse)
Im sick of my life,
sick of this strife that strikes
like the pain that I feel in my veins, Its insane
to the point where Im bustin my brain
end my span with one hand on the gat that stands between
life and death
felt gunshots to my chest in my dreams
heard screams from the rest, its a scheme
gotta be blessed to get sucess, felt my flesh
my sweat, panic like titanic its ironic how they ban us
from the standards, they view us as animals
what you claimed is yours is theirs
theirs to keep cause they see it is not fair
will watch with their eyes as you seek the respect
that you expect but will never get one
cause you've already left
and you see it as injustice so you try to get revenge
by burnin this and that
riff and raff follow you around
(Sinis verse)
I stare into my pad wit a glare of a blind bat/
and dare to write rap while im on my rear takin a fine carp/
corroded memories leaving a mind gap/
i cant remember me cos i toke so much, time elapsed/
none of victoria's sercets can get rid of these dark rings/
cos when i touch it the mark stings/
me and rap are a "match" made in "words"/
my big mouth breathes inwards/
and sucks-in thoughts from any circumtence involved/
and bury many certain lads in insults/
de-crpyting my bars shortens life spans/
where many are short from the rite plan/
and far from where i stand/
the complex design of my rhyming pattern/
is a concept to free minds,enough highlighting action/
(Boka)
Thru one HIt i Spit From the Raw Gutter Script
Boka Lewis Iz It, Taking shots of reality
SIck Mentalities, Screw the formalities
I hate personalities,
Fakers are choking thru Dopesmoking,
Evoking trouble, I left blood soaking
Forgetting the pain i light up a bowl
Spreading the flame of ma raw gutter soul
SO what do u do when ur empty and low
Get hoe take it slow and tell her to blow
Whatz up wit life when stabz in the back
React with an axe kill whoever attacks
This is the message of hate from the tomb
The raw gutter script survives in the womb
(Xcon verse)
My life is under critical, are my emotions spitable?
Can I squeeze my feelings in every syllable?
I feel like when I was first born still attached to the umbilical
Motionless, hopeless, I tell you to choke this
I aint sick of life, I’m sick of the dead
I’m sick of having to cry every night in bed
Sometimes when it rains I’m left bone dry
If life were up to me I’d deny, defy death,
Be at peace is the key to be at one’s soul
When we pass away do we become whole?
Or are there any demons out there who just stole
They stroll, burrowing from the ground like a mole
They in control, using human bones as coal
To heat up hell,
where’s god? maybe its just backwards in spell
I believe if religion fell I think we would all get off well
Even if I’m heating up in side my breath resembles frost
Sometimes I try to run to the crossroad but I can’t get there since I’m too exhausted
So I toss my body to the side cause I’ve lost it
Luckily my soul doesn’t come at a cost
If it was I’d be dead broke, laying motionless in gun smoke....gun smoke...gun smoke....gun smoke....gun smoke...gun smoke
(Spawn verse)
can you picture my misery, watch me excrete defeat
look at my feet, so swollen with greed
so deep,
thoughts are best not be revealed
If I showed you how I feel you wouldnt keep it concealed
words are weapons so sumbliminal, criminal thoughts
in subconscious coffins with pain as a minimal
a barrel of hope painted over by a picture of lost gold
scriptures are
