[00:00.00] 作词 : Michael Atha/W. Washington/James Bryan McCullom[00:01.00] 作曲 : Michael Atha/W. Washington/James Bryan McCullom[00:16.87]Once upon a time in an apartment home[00:19.22]Lived a little girl with a heart of stone[00:21.28]'Cause part of her heart was partly gone[00:23.73]Rarely seen and hardly known[00:25.64]Treated like a mat on a boxing ring[00:27.84]Blood drop stains on the twin box springs[00:29.91]Daddy came to visit it's not a dream[00:31.83]She thought to herself what is happenin'[00:34.22]Above her head is a crucifix[00:36.22]But lucifer loosens up his wrist[00:38.50]Lays her down with an open fist[00:40.57]And all that was left was hopelessness[00:42.79]Little girl where's your lovin' mother[00:45.02]Under the covers under the covers[00:47.29]Little girl what have you discovered[00:49.35]She stuttered[00:50.52]Growin' up in the gutter no more fairytales[00:54.70]And so no place like hell no place like home[00:59.49]Growin' up in the gutter black and white in a frame[01:03.30]There we are safe and sound stray guns no aim yea[01:07.70]Growin' up in the gutter[01:09.43]And you ain't gotta be from the projects[01:11.09]To deal with this nonsense rittz[01:12.16]'Cause even in suburbia somebody will murder ya[01:14.26]Over nothin' leave your body slumpin'[01:15.42]In the parking lot of your complex[01:17.10]Violence is a hard pill to swallow and digest[01:19.12]My town is full of drug dealers[01:20.38]Most of them get shot in the process[01:21.95]Hustlin' and stackin' up profits[01:23.38]They robbin' mother****ers like they havin' a contest[01:25.74]**** he took a b***h to his apartment to brag[01:27.34]A week later he tied up on the carpet and gagged[01:29.67]'Cause he showed her all the pills he had for sale[01:31.17]For the low[01:31.64]She told her cousin[01:32.37]Then her cousin grabbed a glock and a mask[01:33.84]Kicked in his door laid him down[01:35.06]Then he shot him and dashed[01:35.90]Ran off with all that he had[01:37.11]He used to be ballin' now he got a colostomy bag[01:39.28]What you know about that[01:40.34]Middle class white b***h slangin' her body for crack[01:42.34]Mexican drug cartels you hear the buck shot shells[01:44.51]And then the blood clot fails there ain't no healin' the wounds[01:46.88]Biggest meth bust on the east coast right here in duluth[01:49.44]My lyrics are proof of growin' up in the gutter[01:52.14]You think you can define how hard you got it[01:55.38]By what neighborhood you live in ****er[01:58.24][01:58.99]Wake up in the gutter[02:00.97]No more fairytales[02:03.12]And so no place like hell no place like home[02:08.11]Growin' up in the gutter black and white in a frame[02:11.77]There we are safe and sound stray guns no aim yea[02:16.15]Growin' up in the gutter[02:17.74][02:19.02]Slumerican indeed I am[02:21.50]Drug through the mud like a **** what I am[02:23.51]Was child who was beat I am[02:25.68]Leather belts that made me I am[02:27.87]Home alone again at 8 I am[02:29.91]Somebody's life to rate I am[02:32.13]Given to the beast by fate I am[02:34.17]The one who did escape I am[02:36.20]A voice for the cold in the dark I am[02:38.55]The one who sold his heart I am[02:40.46]From a family torn apart I am[02:42.73]A target for your dart I am[02:44.90]Sick again from the whips I am[02:47.02]Head to the gun and click I am[02:49.10]A soul that don't run from **** I am[02:51.32]Exposed to the goats of sin I am[02:53.55]Met a ghost and he said I am[02:55.68]In the basement in red I am[02:57.83]Dead cause the ouija board said[02:59.57]I am[03:03.58][03:07.64]Growin' up in the gutter no more fairytales[03:11.78]And so no place like hell no place like home[03:16.61]Growin' up in the gutter black and white in a frame[03:20.33]There we are safe and sound stray guns no aim yea[03:24.65]Growin' up in the gutter