Free Kutter Lyrics – Westside Gunn

Free Kutter Lyrics by Westside Gunn

Ayo
Ayo, controller of the exits
The [?] got a Mac on both sides
My shot keep pouring

Hold your head up all time ’cause time keep going
The flyest n#gg# of all time, and y’all know it
If God shy, we all shy, life’s euphoric
Bust a brink out the back door, I can stove it

Saint Joseph wear red ties [?] roses
[?] culture
Popeye pioneers had to suplex the soda
They raided the duplex, they missed us by a quota

Let the Mac off out the Trackhawk, doing doughnuts
Cold shoulder let the n#gg#s all I know is you better know us, yeah
You better know us, yeah
You better know us for

Pound on your forehead, your mind off your shoulders
We the greatest
Beef like [?]
Kill ’em on the wake up

They popped the cells, Lord, love your neighbor
Put you out your misery
The only box I’ma be in is six deep
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 n#gg#s that I miss but we ain’t never speak
My n#gg# praying for parole (Uh huh), let my n#gg# free (Uh huh)
Let my n#gg# free

If Allah shine, Kutter gon’ shine, it’s mathematical
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

Spitting actual facts soon as the originator was black
From Buffalo to Tupelo we tryna break from the trap
You should read theology of time as your days blow by
It’ll be like Yoda with Luke in the Dagobah

The truth is coming like Butcher, n#gg#, that’s word to Jigga
I pray you skate through your bih like eights, see how I figure?
The flow is icy icy, [?]
It’s the goat herder, you writing for ghosts? b#tch, I might be

It’s just me, the machine, Westside, Hermes for Hitler, Jay-dolf Spitler
Burning n#gg#s live with the scripture
Like Gang Star and Freddie Fox told you, it’s the militia
I spit it for that Mac, that Calliope and that fisher

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
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Westside Gunn Lyrics – Free Kutter

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Free Kutter