Juice Magazin - Gutter Water lyrics

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Juice Magazin - Gutter Water lyrics

[Intro] Being transported to a new and separate reality [Verse 1: The Alchemist] 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 a hundred percent authentic, I'm not a a ringtone Rapper that's candy apple 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 are sleeping out of their 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 f** the current direction of rap, I'm the exception 40 cake, records raw with no protection while a chain swing Name of the beast gangrene, make Gs, money like hoes No chasing em, I make em chase me, custodian of 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 [Verse 2: Oh No] For anybody that don't understand Underestimate the cla** won't pa** like an undergrad Under that I reign like thunderclaps Storm through like Tom Clancy without a gat But the team strapped make n***as ease back Spit raw uranium, y'all don't wanna see that Radioactive to radios active My radius is ma**ive, radiate cla**ic Material, ride, bang in my stereo You're looking for the the real ? Here we go, gangrene, cut off the bad limbs Back to some mad men madness ? the mathematics Mic the masterful back at it With ALC, even his fiends wanna get a crack at it Like crack addicts deep addiction is like black magic But this fresh and the car's more damaged Cause we more savage, a beast with more patterns Than patches on the front and back of some old jackets From the old Jacksons it's the newest ? Rollers wishing to see what's happening [Verse 3: Raekwon] Explosive bullets most will fall off in your wholesome hoodie Sit there staring in your eye, toast of Phillie ? rhyme with Big Willie ? the hood brother Spit phlegm, jumped in, we knowing the hitmen Every other optional flow gets the clip then Blow for a second, be back and then come get men Clap cleaner all my ratchets Wolverine screener ? my inner beam will flow chemo Rap made ? a**ed in greeno Greenish, b**h driving Filipino Gun in your mouth, don't laugh at me Don't even laugh with me, got 40 clips and a staff with me

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