STORIES FROM THE GUTTER, PT. II (feat. AntMoney)

No future

No hope

Behind the wire

And got nowhere to go In the fire

Breathing in smoke My lungs collapse

And I choke

Looked to the sky but...

My god don't know my name

Born in the gutter motherfucker that's where I'm from

Cold Water Farewell

These prayers are poison My god don't know my name

Set my body ablaze Then bury me in the lake

Let me drown

The current drags me to hell Let me drown

A cold water farewell

Their stomach is weak They can't shake it

Saw the gates of hell Been face to face with it Saw the gates of hell? Been face to face with it? Hell yeah

saw a bullet with my name in it So tell me where you placed it? Right between my mandibles Just for the taste of it

A lotta homicides where I come from

A lotta mamas cryin where I come from Ain't nowhere to hide where I come from It ain't the type of place you can run from

Death smiles

With teeth that are rotten

I didn't answer when it rang

I knew it was the reaper callin We all die alone

But I wont die forgotten

live from the gutter

Bodies rolled up in carpets

Reporting live from the gutter

Bodies rolled up in carpets