Westside Gunn, Jay Electronica - Free Kutter lyrics
[Westside Gunn, Jay Electronica - Free Kutter lyrics]
Brr brr
Ayo
Ayo, controller of the exit's
The arc keep storming
Got a MAC on both sides
My shot keep pourin'
Hold your head up all time
'cause time keep goin' (Ah)
The flyest nigga of all time
And y'all know it
If God shine, we all shine, life's euphoric
Bust a brick, I can bag the raw
I can stove it (Whip)
Saint Joseph with red tops
In front of Rose's had a four and the jit
Turned the nine and called it culture
Pot pioneers had to suplex the soda (Ah)
They raided the duplex
They missed us by a quota
Let the MAC off out the Trackhawk
Doin' donuts (Brr, brr)
Cold shoulder, let them niggas all
Know, you better know us, yeah
You better know us, yeah, you better know us
Four pound on your forehead
Your mind off your shoulders
(Boom boom boom boom boom)
We the greatest, beef like eatin' greens
Kill 'em on the wake up
They popped the cells, Lord
Love your neighbor put you out your misery
The only box that I'ma be in is a '63
(Skrrt)
Been in school too long, I wanna deal a key
(I wanna deal a key)
I wanna feed all the fam
I want my mans to eat
(I want my mans to eat)
I got some niggas that I miss
But we ain't never speak
My nigga prayin' for parole
(Uh, huh) , let my nigga free (Uh huh, ah)
Let my nigga free (Ah)
If Allah shine, Kutter gon' shine
It's mathematical (Ah)
Peace God
Keep your head up on your sabbatical
Jay Elect, Griselda
Done finally entered the chat
With that "skrrt
Do do do do" all over the tracks
(Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom)
Spittin' actual facts soon as
The originator was black
From Buffalo to Tupelo we tryna
Break from the trap (Ah)
You should read theology of time
As your days blow by
It'll be like Yoda with Luke in the Dagobah
The truth is comin' like Butcher, nigga
That's word to Jigga
I pray you skate through
Your bid like eights, see how I figure?
The flow is icy icy, nary a one as nicey
It's the goat herder, you
Writin' for ghosts? Bitch, i might be
(Ah) it's just me, the Machine, Westside
Hermes for Hitler
(Doot doot doot doot doot doot
Doot doot doot doot doot
Doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot)
Jay dolf Spitler
Burnin' niggas live with the scripture
Like Gang Starr and Freddie Foxxx told you
It's the militia i spit it for that Mac
That Calliope and that fisher
You should hang this thousand word verse
In your cell like a picture
Remember Kutter, you a god, no demi
No Ashton Kutcher
My god, my god, without Bruce
Almighty or Bruce Willis, we die hard
Allah sent you here to be king like FLYGOD
(Ah)
Ayo
Ayo, controller of the exit's
The arc keep storming
Got a MAC on both sides
My shot keep pourin'
Hold your head up all time
'cause time keep goin' (Ah)
The flyest nigga of all time
And y'all know it
If God shine, we all shine, life's euphoric
Bust a brick, I can bag the raw
I can stove it (Whip)
Saint Joseph with red tops
In front of Rose's had a four and the jit
Turned the nine and called it culture
Pot pioneers had to suplex the soda (Ah)
They raided the duplex
They missed us by a quota
Let the MAC off out the Trackhawk
Doin' donuts (Brr, brr)
Cold shoulder, let them niggas all
Know, you better know us, yeah
You better know us, yeah, you better know us
Four pound on your forehead
Your mind off your shoulders
(Boom boom boom boom boom)
We the greatest, beef like eatin' greens
Kill 'em on the wake up
They popped the cells, Lord
Love your neighbor put you out your misery
The only box that I'ma be in is a '63
(Skrrt)
Been in school too long, I wanna deal a key
(I wanna deal a key)
I wanna feed all the fam
I want my mans to eat
(I want my mans to eat)
I got some niggas that I miss
But we ain't never speak
My nigga prayin' for parole
(Uh, huh) , let my nigga free (Uh huh, ah)
Let my nigga free (Ah)
If Allah shine, Kutter gon' shine
It's mathematical (Ah)
Peace God
Keep your head up on your sabbatical
Jay Elect, Griselda
Done finally entered the chat
With that "skrrt
Do do do do" all over the tracks
(Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom)
Spittin' actual facts soon as
The originator was black
From Buffalo to Tupelo we tryna
Break from the trap (Ah)
You should read theology of time
As your days blow by
It'll be like Yoda with Luke in the Dagobah
The truth is comin' like Butcher, nigga
That's word to Jigga
I pray you skate through
Your bid like eights, see how I figure?
The flow is icy icy, nary a one as nicey
It's the goat herder, you
Writin' for ghosts? Bitch, i might be
(Ah) it's just me, the Machine, Westside
Hermes for Hitler
(Doot doot doot doot doot doot
Doot doot doot doot doot
Doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot)
Jay dolf Spitler
Burnin' niggas live with the scripture
Like Gang Starr and Freddie Foxxx told you
It's the militia i spit it for that Mac
That Calliope and that fisher
You should hang this thousand word verse
In your cell like a picture
Remember Kutter, you a god, no demi
No Ashton Kutcher
My god, my god, without Bruce
Almighty or Bruce Willis, we die hard
Allah sent you here to be king like FLYGOD
(Ah)