Reel Wolf, Prevail, Q-Unique - Gutter Blues lyrics
[Reel Wolf, Prevail, Q-Unique - Gutter Blues lyrics]
3, 2, 1! Blast off!
Sanitation rappers spit the trash talk
Put you in a body cast and
Slash until you cat sauce
Compare me to none, don't stare at the sun
I burn out your pupils and impale you for fun
A combo of the lies and the truth
And the mind of a brute
I'm a man of few words, I am Groot
Rest in peace, Mr magic
I'm having a rap attack
I'm the king of the world and
They got an app for that
Download it on your smartphone
You smart dummy
I'll take you out to deep waters and
Leave you for the sharks bloody and again
You musical tracks done sound a lousy
And your chick is stripper weak
And mines is Ronda Rousey
She put you in an armbar til you tap out
Or I'll slip a guillotine until your
Dumb ass done black out
That was your last bout with
No chance of the title
So consider the back route once
You glance at the rifle
Remember the two not limit to two
Deliver me through the mic apparat
I giving you true soliloquies
To absorb while I form this
Verse with an ally
P1 plus the Q-Unique is a new
Technique that lead the comp
Delete each and every one of the
Heavy MCs throwin' arrowheads and tomahawks
Circulate winners of heavy weight while
I perpetuate this greater mass
Style demonstrates how I
Concentrate consecrate then I burn the gas
Open casket, hope it happens
Cut dead weight, no headaches or Aspirin
Tylenol, y'all Sorbitol, too sweet
And fake, too sweet, too late
Two languages went for the
Leap, one make belief, one great belief
One border cross, cross 'em off
Cut 'em like scissors, gonna cut the moss
No one's breathin' or leavin'
A second thought
Believe when I'm leavin' you naked or not
Perceive my conception, redeem my connection
Direction is up, green lights, no stops
Movin' on
My lexicon is gone to the dead in Zombieland
Decrepit face and detached limbs
One type of brand guaranteed to win
Y'all learning to swim inside of a shark tank
Whatever left Imma leave for the blood bank
Sharpen my teeth on the Barrier Reef
Open your chest like a murderous thief
Sanitation rappers spit the trash talk
Put you in a body cast and
Slash until you cat sauce
Compare me to none, don't stare at the sun
I burn out your pupils and impale you for fun
A combo of the lies and the truth
And the mind of a brute
I'm a man of few words, I am Groot
Rest in peace, Mr magic
I'm having a rap attack
I'm the king of the world and
They got an app for that
Download it on your smartphone
You smart dummy
I'll take you out to deep waters and
Leave you for the sharks bloody and again
You musical tracks done sound a lousy
And your chick is stripper weak
And mines is Ronda Rousey
She put you in an armbar til you tap out
Or I'll slip a guillotine until your
Dumb ass done black out
That was your last bout with
No chance of the title
So consider the back route once
You glance at the rifle
Remember the two not limit to two
Deliver me through the mic apparat
I giving you true soliloquies
To absorb while I form this
Verse with an ally
P1 plus the Q-Unique is a new
Technique that lead the comp
Delete each and every one of the
Heavy MCs throwin' arrowheads and tomahawks
Circulate winners of heavy weight while
I perpetuate this greater mass
Style demonstrates how I
Concentrate consecrate then I burn the gas
Open casket, hope it happens
Cut dead weight, no headaches or Aspirin
Tylenol, y'all Sorbitol, too sweet
And fake, too sweet, too late
Two languages went for the
Leap, one make belief, one great belief
One border cross, cross 'em off
Cut 'em like scissors, gonna cut the moss
No one's breathin' or leavin'
A second thought
Believe when I'm leavin' you naked or not
Perceive my conception, redeem my connection
Direction is up, green lights, no stops
Movin' on
My lexicon is gone to the dead in Zombieland
Decrepit face and detached limbs
One type of brand guaranteed to win
Y'all learning to swim inside of a shark tank
Whatever left Imma leave for the blood bank
Sharpen my teeth on the Barrier Reef
Open your chest like a murderous thief