Growin' Up In The Gutter Lyrics - Rittz

Once upon a time in an apartment home 

Lived a little girl with a heart of stone 

Cause part of her heart was partly gone 

Rarely seen and hardly known 

Treated like a mat on a boxing ring 

Blood drop stains on the twin box springs 

Daddy came to visit it's not a dream 

She thought to herself what is happening? 

Above her head is a crucifix 

But Lucifer loosens up his wrist 

Lays her down with an open fist 

And all that was left was hopelessness 

Little girl, where's your loving mother? 

Under the covers, under the covers 

Little girl what have you discovered 

She stuttered, 

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Growin' up in the gutter 

No more, fairy tales, and so 

No place like hell, no place like home 

Growin' up in the gutter 

Black and white, in a frame 

There we are, safe and sound 

Stray guns, no aim, yea! 

Growin' up in the gutter! 

And you ain't gotta be from the projects 

To deal with this nonsense 

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Cuz even in suburbia somebody will murder ya 

Over nothin' leave your body slumpin' 

In the parking lot of your complex 

Violence is a hard pill to swallow and digest 

My town is full of drug dealers 

Most of them get shot in the process 

Hustlin' and stackin' up profits 

They robbin mutherf*ckas like they havin' a contest 

Shit, he took a b*tch to his apartment to brag 

A week later he tied up on the carpet and gagged 

Cause he showed her all the pills he had for sale for the low 

She told her cousin then her cousin grabbed a glock and a mask 

Kicked in his door laid him down 

Then he shot him and dashed 

Ran off with all that he had 

He used to be ballin' now he got a colostomy bag 

What you know about that 

Middle class white b*tch slangin' her body for crack 

Mexican drug cartels, you hear the buck shot shells 

And then the blood clot fails, there ain't no healin' the wounds 

Biggest meth bust on the east coast right here in Duluth 

My lyrics are proof of growin' up in the gutta 

You think you can define how hard you got it?! 

By what neighborhood you live in muthaf*cker 

Wake up in the gutter! 

No more, fairy tales, and so 

No place like hell, no place like home 

Growin' up in the gutter 

Black and white, in a frame 

There we are, safe and sound 

Stray guns, no aim, yea! 

Growin' up in the gutter! 

Slumerican indeed, I am 

Drug through the mud like a weed, what I am 

Was child who was beat, I am 

Leather belts that made me, I am 

Home alone again at 8, I am 

Somebody's life to rate, I am 

Given to the beast by fate, I am 

The one who did escape, I am 

A voice for the cold in the dark, I am 

The one who sold his heart, I am 

From a family torn apart, I am 

A target for your dart, I am 

Sick again from the whips, I am 

Head to the gun and click, I am 

A soul that don't run from shit, I am 

Exposed to the g.o.a.t.s. of sin, I am 

Met a ghost and he said, I am 

In the basement in red, I am 

Dead cause the Ouija board said, I-A-M 

Growin' up in the gutter 

No more, fairy tales, and so 

No place like hell, no place like home 

Growin' up in the gutter 

Black and white, in a frame 

There we are, safe and sound 

Stray guns, no aim, yea! 

Growin' up in the gutter!