Gutter Water feat. Raekwon
Gangrene
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Now watch how I'm flipping things
I'm the man behind the scene pulling the puppet strings
Married to the rap game without a diamond ring
Keep it 100% authentic, I'm not a ring
Tone rapper that's candy apple and super sweet
My flow filthy, like gutter water on dirty streets
Bang on the machines and bang out a beat
Get fans out of the seats, wake people
That's sleeping out of the dreams
Can't tell where I cut it, there's no seams
Back like I got a score to settle, I'm on another level
I stutter step with the pebble just like the running rebels
Fuck the current direction of rap, I'm the exception
Fornicate records raw with no protection while the chain swing
Label it beast, Gain Greene make G's
Money like hoes, no chasing 'em, I make 'em chase me
Custodian in the streets I sweep
Drama king when it come to this music, it's not a thing
I radiate next to the sun, I'm the hottest thing on the planet
Hands dirty from working like a mechanic under the hood
Animal, I'm up to no good
For anybody that don't understand
Underestimate the class, won't pass like an undergrad
Under that, I reign like thunder claps
Storm through like Tom Clancy, without a gat
But the team strapped, make niggas ease back
Spit raw uranium, y'all don't wanna see that
Radioactive to radios active
My radius is massive, radiate classic material
Ride, banging my stereo
They're looking for the real, tell 'em here we go
Gain Greene cut off the bad limbs
Back to some Mad Men madness
Jeru wrath of the mathematics
Mike the masterful back at it with ALC
Even his fiends wanna get a crack at it
Like crack addicts, the addiction is like black magic
But this friction'll cause more damage
'Cause we more savage, a beast with more patterns
And patches on the front and back of some old jackets
From the old Jacksons, it's the new what's cracking
Roll the swisher, let's see what's happening
Explosive bullets, most'll fall off in your wholesome hoodie
Sit there staring in your eye, toast a Philly
Call time, ride with big willy, shirt on is wood color
BVD's on so the hood brother
Spit phlegm, jump then we knowing the hitmen
Every other option, no flow, kiss the clip then
Blow for a second, be back then come get me
Clap cleaner, all my ratchets Wolverine screener
Sipping Zima in a beamer, flow chemo
Rap name Remo, last Gambino, Aston Greeno
Greenish, bitch drive a Filipino
Gun in your mouth, don't laugh at me
Don't even laugh with me, got 40 clips and a staff with me