Gutter

In the beginning there was man.

From man came woman, given to us by God,

to be a mother, a lover, and a friend.

From woman came sin, which brings us to today.

In the beginning the world had light,

and the streets weren't so scary,

and pimps never chose to be married,

but married needed a pimp so the game chose me.

And the pimp in me chose to pimp the game,

like no other pimp before me,

because before me was a life that was trife

and a knife that had life, and I wasn't trying

to get stabbed, shanked or robbed,

I was trying to eat sweet and live life,

till I was the biggest hog on the job.

But now I'm floating towards that sewer.

I hear the sewer calling.

In the beginning there was trouble,

and spades risked it all.

There was a war and if you slip, you will fall,

so I found a place to walk

where you didn't have to crawl,

and the game that I played

really wasn't a game at all,

it was about business and business was good,

long as these bitches stayed in pocket,

and these niggas understood,

don't fuck with my money,

'cause my money's my life.

So I married that bitch and I'd kill for my wife.

In the beginning, pimps wore fluorescent clothes,

and hoes froze when we pose

with our hands above the air.

More afraid of a slap than the stare

than the clap that was there,

that was hiding in the nastiness of despair.

In the beginning, there was women and cars,

and jewels, high-heel shoes, furs and tools,

and beautiful, beautiful homes.

In the beginning, there was money

and everything was cool.

In the beginning.

[commercial playing on car radio]

Bitch who the fuck told you,

to have a mother fuckin, baby? Bitch.

Stop!

Bitch, you think you...

Stupid ass bitch.

Who told you to have a,

mother fuckin baby?

Huh?

You 'round here playin'.

Motha fucka.

Bitch, I asked you a question.

Who told you to have a mother fuckin baby?

- - I just,

I didn't know I was pregnant!

Fuckin play with me bitch.

I didn't know!

What do you mean,

you didn't know you was pregnant?

You got motha fuckin, money to make,

and you sitting here,

wasting time in a motha fuckin, hospital.

Bitch, you better be glad

I'm in a good mood right now,

or your mother fuckin ass would be dead.

Hell.

And don't think 'cause you got

that lil' mother fuckin baby right there,

that you ain't gone get out there,

and get my mother fuckin money.

You understand me?

Bitch, do you understand me?

Bitch, I asked you do you understand me!

Yes.

Fuckin play with me.

Think I'm God damn playin'.

Playin' about my motha fuckin money.

I'm sorry.

Yeah, you sorry a'ight.

You 'bout the sorriest, ignorant-est, motha fucka

I ever met.

Ignorant ass.

Talkin' bout you motha fuckin sorry.

Hoe, don't you ever play with me.

Don't you ever play with me,

and don't you play with my motha fuckin money.

- You understand me? - Stop!

You shut yo motha fuckin mouth.

Don't you fuckin play with me.

You need to dry your eyes,

and you need to shut your motha fuckin mouth,

and you need to shut his Goddamn mouth.

I can't he's a baby!

God damn, what you want me to do?

Shut him the fuck up,

and you shut the fuck up.

Or both of you motha fuckas be walkin'.

Motha fucka wanna play wit me about my motha fuckin money.

Wastin' time and shit.

Got no motha fuckin time to waste.

You, sittin' here...

Bitch, where you hid the baby at?

For nine motha fuckin months, and I didn't know?

Huh?

He was in front of me, you should have known.

Yeah, okay.

Okay.

You wanna play around?

I'mma kill yo ass tonight,

bitch, you gone die tonight.

Playin' with me.

I shoulda killed yo ass a long time ago.

Ignorant ass bitch.

Pull the car over.

Gots a motha fuckin game.

Pull the car over Platinum.

What you thinkin?

You think you finna leave me?

No!

Do you think you finna leave me bitch?

I just wanna get this thing outta my sight!

I know. I'm sorry.

Motha fuckin bitch.

Bout a ignorant ass bitch.

Meak, what the fuck you doin'?

It's okay, it's okay, it's okay. Oh.