Текст песни Mutt (feat. Fourhead) - Kurupi

Yeah
Best guess I bet you got some premonitions
'Bout the world sorta dipping into shit
So don't trip 'bout little shit
Really living in a sim
Why give a fuck about an image
Live it freaky till it's it
From vanilla to a switch
And you're still a little miffed
Little shook kind of bent
In your head about opinions someone gives
You can't have the whole world in your corner listening
So don't trip, don't trip don't
Sometimes my way gets sacrificed
But limitations help you grow just gotta hit it right
Your rooms the booth when you can't catch studio time
You lose your crew so you gotta build till late at night
Ain't nothing new you just do what you do
Like when you fit your rhymes together
Tryna stew something new
It's just business as use'
Your best shits when your limited
But bitch you make due ooh

Fuck it bro you know I don't eat spicy
Got a type of image in your head of what I might be
Tripping up my Spanish but I tweak it every time
You can feel it in my rhymes
No lie like what
I'm a mother fucking mutt
Yeah I'm a mother fucking mutt
I'm a mother fucking mutt
So what so what
I'm a mother fucking mutt
No lie like what
I'm a mother fucking mutt

I ain't Blood In Blood Out
But my blood I've been without
I'm running all out of blues
It's true that they ain't about
They're taking back the kinfolk
It feels like they never tried
And every time that I've tried
Connecting feel like a lie
I know I ain't
But I've painted myself
So many different ways
They don't like me anyway
And I don't like 'em anyway
Nothing that I do
Could make these people satisfied
Ojibwe is my tribe
Got Mexico on my eyes
Got Espolon by my side
I guess I really am Latin
Where my pride go?
Right into my liver that's what happened
Tearing out the hands of my momma
You think I like that?
Now I got the choice to be myself
Until my life cap ugh

Honestly sometimes it's just better to start over
But like don't wait for it y'know
Like no esperes