Freddie Gibbs - Cataracts Lyrics






Yeah, check, check, yeah, uh
Chillin' in my, uh, uh
Chillin' in my, chillin' in my, uh
Chillin' in my, chillin' in my, uh
Chillin' in my, chillin' in my, uh

Old school
Chevy thang, Cadillac
Smokin' on that good, good
Good for my cataracts
Fuckin' up this bad food
Fast food, gettin' fat
Nine, extended clip attached
Swingin' it like a battle axe
Livin' la vida broke-a
Fuckin' these smokers up and baggin' crack
Antonio Montana dream
Mama wasn't havin' that
Niggas ain't know no better
We fuck 'em and pass 'em
We was passin' rats
Bitch, you wet my 'Wood up
Dry my shit off 'fore you pass it back

Bitch, pass it back, pass the Act'
Codeine got me passin' out
Crown mix it with cranberry
Tryna see what that about
'Member we hit that lick and tied up them Crips in that Atlanta house
Had to smoke that nigga that came along with us 'cause he was gon' rat us out
Seem like my actions was devil sin, I can't sympathize
Fuck generation next, this generation genocide
Your social stat make you fantasize about a homicide
To me, the guy that lie is the black man personified
Anticipatin' and killin' my own in search of wealth
Should he come knockin' at the door of your home, you know, for death
Knew the Lord was in the room when my daughter took her first breath
Cold turkey on the dope, had to gain the knowledge of self

In my old school
Chevy thang Cadillac
Good, good
Good for my cataracts
Bad food
Fast food, gettin' fat
Nine, extended clip attached
Swingin' it like a battle axe

I'm chillin' in my old school
Chevy thang, Cadillac
Smokin' on that good, good
Good for my cataracts
Fuckin' up this bad food
Fast food, gettin' fat
Nine, extended clip attached
Swingin' it like a battle axe
Livin' la vida broke-a
Fuckin' these smokers up and baggin' crack
Antonio Montana dream
Mama wasn't havin' that
Niggas ain't know no better
We fuck 'em and pass 'em
We was passin' rats
Bitch, you wet my 'Wood up
Dry my shit off 'fore you pass it back

Wish I could put that pussy off in my pockets, I would leave with that
Hit my after your cycle, I need that pussy with no string attached
Fiendin' to get it, won't hit it, against my religion, a nigga won't bleed for that
You lucky enough to get you a nigga with morals, you needed to heed to that
Turkey bacon, bitch, like my toast buttered on both sides
Chevy dipped in liquid cocaine, my Casper the Ghost ride
I let some people go from my company and they sold out
I know that they jumpin' straight into Hell, I pray that they nosedive
Mama said don't leave out the house if you ain't got Jesus with you
Last Supper, you might get fucked by niggas that's eatin' with you
Side bitch was trippin', I fucked but won't spend the evening with her
My baby mama switched up her diet, I'ma go vegan with her
Father, please deliver us niggas, carnivorous niggas
I walk amongst the dumb, deaf, and blind, and them frivolous niggas
And dope, rap, and basketball punchin' a ticket for niggas
You put it in the book then I guess you done hid it from niggas

I'm chillin' in my old school
Chevy thang, Cadillac
Smokin' on that good, good
Good for my cataracts
Fuckin' up this bad food
Fast food, gettin' fat (New shit)

Mashallah, rest in peace to Tha Jacka
Paradise, the next life, I'll see you in the hereafter
I'm in that ebony Instagram, my nigga was mad I ain't smashin'
Nigga, I don't need you for the feature, really don't fuck with no rapper
I don't got no problem with these niggas wearin' they dresses and skirts
When you pop up with an opinion and drag your name through the dirt
On the Day of Judgement, niggas gon' pay for they dirt
Including me
Couldn't push my boat through the lake of fire 'cause my paddles was burnt
Uncle was smokin' that work
Can't come in the crib, I serve you through the gate
Smell the dope off in the air
Jimmy Duggan, shake and bake
Used to walk a dog with H
In and out, Empire State
'68 Chevalle, don't need no Bentley truck or fuckin' Wraith
2014, addicted to lean, I was depressed as fuck
Duckin' shots and wonderin' if my own niggas set me up
And if they knock me down, I wonder would one of my niggas help me up?
Pockets, they finger-lickin', they honey kettle chicken, breaded up
Bitch, get your bread up, bitch
I say my pockets, they finger-lickin', honey kettle chicken, breaded up, bitch

This that new shit
Madlib, that new shit
Takin' over, new king, woo
Let that shit ride out
You better pray twice, nigga





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  1. y.... ....

    "fuck generation x it's generation genocide' damn....

  2. E.... S....

    man said turkey bacon bitch i like bread buttered on both sides 😂

  3. E.... S....

    y’all nuts the beat switch was crazy and it ain like it’s right in middle it’s majority the first beat

  4. A.... A....

    Beautiful song.

  5. t.... ....

    TURKEY BACON BITCH LIKE MY TOAST BUTTERED ON BOTH SIDES 1:54

  6. J.... N....

    🔥 soulstrumentals Check my channel

  7. K.... J....

    I'm with anyone else who can't seem to take this off of repeat. A track about gettin high and tearin thru some junk food, and then the thoughts got so heavy it's make my head nod HARD!!

  8. C.... C....

    best line is the last one, better pray twice...

  9. s.... ....

    My personal favorite on this album

  10. A.... T....

    Intro]
    Yeah, check, check, yeah, uh
    Chillin' in my, uh, uh
    Chillin’ in my, chillin' in my, uh
    Chillin' in my, chillin’ in my, uh
    Chillin' in my, chillin' in my, uh

    [Chorus]
    Old school
    Chevy thang, Cadillac
    Smokin' on that good, good
    Good for my cataracts
    Fuckin' up this bad food
    Fast food, gettin' fat
    Nine, extended clip attached
    Swingin' it like a battle axe
    Livin' la vida broke-a
    Fuckin’ these smokers up and baggin’ crack
    Antonio Montana dream
    Mama wasn't havin’ that
    Niggas ain't know no better
    We fuck 'em and pass 'em
    We was passin’ rats
    Bitch, you wet my 'Wood up
    Dry my shit off 'fore you pass it back

    [Verse 1]
    Bitch, pass it back, pass the Act'
    Codeine got me passin' out
    Kron, mix it with cranberry
    Tryna see what that about
    'Member we hit that lick and tied up them Crips in that Atlanta house
    Had to smoke that nigga that came along with us 'cause he was gon' rat us out
    Seem like my actions was devil sent, I can't sympathize
    Fuck Generation X, this generation genocide
    Your social stat make you fantasize about a homicide
    To me, the God Allah is the black man personified
    Anticipatin' and killin' my own in search of wealth
    Should he come knockin' at the door of your home, you know, we don't fear death
    Knew the Lord was in the room when my daughter took her first breath
    Cold turkey on the dope, had to gain the knowledge of self

    [Pre-Chorus]
    In my old school
    Chevy thang Cadillac
    Good, good
    Good for my cataracts
    Bad food
    Fast food, gettin' fat
    Nine, extended clip attached
    Swingin' it like a battle axe

    [Chorus]
    I'm chillin' in my old school
    Chevy thang, Cadillac
    Smokin' on that good, good
    Good for my cataracts
    Fuckin' up this bad food
    Fast food, gettin' fat
    Nine, extended clip attached
    Swingin' it like a battle axe
    Livin' la vida broke-a
    Fuckin' these smokers up and baggin' crack
    Antonio Montana dream
    Mama wasn't havin' that
    Niggas ain't know no better
    We fuck 'em and pass 'em
    We was passin' rats
    Bitch, you wet my 'Wood up
    Dry my shit off 'fore you pass it back

    [Verse 2]
    Wish I could put that pussy off in my pockets, I would leave with that
    Hit me after your cycle, I need that pussy with no strings attached
    Fiendin' to get it, won't hit it, against my religion, a nigga won't bleed for that
    You lucky enough to get you a nigga with morals, you need to take heed of that
    Turkey bacon, bitch, like my toast buttered on both sides
    Chevy dipped in liquid cocaine, my Casper the Ghost ride
    I let some people go from my company and they soul died
    I know that they jumpin' straight into Hell, I pray that they nosedive
    Mama said don't leave out the house if you ain't got Jesus with you
    Last Supper, you might get fucked by niggas that's eatin' with you
    Side bitch was trippin', I fucked but won't spend the evening with her
    My baby mama switched up her diet, I won't go vegan with her
    Father, please deliver us niggas, carnivorous niggas
    I walk amongst the dumb, deaf, and blind, and them frivolous niggas
    And dope, rap, and basketball punchin' a ticket for niggas
    You put it in the book then I guess you done hid it from niggas

    [Chorus]
    I'm chillin' in my old school
    Chevy thang, Cadillac
    Smokin' on that good, good
    Good for my cataracts
    Fuckin' up this bad food
    Fast food, gettin' fat (New shit)

    [Verse 3]
    Mashallah, rest in peace to Tha Jacka
    Paradise, the next life, I'll see you in the hereafter
    I'm in that ebony Instagram, my nigga was mad I ain't smashin'
    Nigga, I don't need you for the feature, really don't fuck with no rapper
    I don't got no problem with these niggas wearin' they dresses and skirts
    When you pop up with an opinion and drag your name through the dirt
    On the Day of Judgement, niggas gon' pay for they dirt
    Including me
    Couldn't push my boat through the lake of fire 'cause my paddles was burnt
    Uncle was smokin' that work
    Can't come in the crib, I serve you through the gate
    Smell the dope off in the air
    Jimmy Duggan, shake and bake
    Used to walk a dog with H
    In and out, Empire State
    '68 Chevelle, don't need no Bentley truck or fuckin' Wraith
    2014, addicted to lean, I was depressed as fuck
    Duckin' shots and wonderin' if my own niggas set me up
    And if they knock me down, I wonder would one of my niggas help me up?
    Pockets, they finger-lickin', they honey kettle chicken, breaded up

  11. b.... ....

    This is too 🔥. Gangsta Gibb delivers.

  12. D.... C....

    Album majorly slept on should have so many more views

  13. b.... g....

    Freddie gibbs bra u did that....🖖🏾👆🏿

  14. J.... ....

    This some "lasso a kkk member in Red Dead Redemption 2 and drag him while riding your horse" music... Try it

  15. t.... ....

    this is godly..

  16. R.... ....

    "I knew the Lord was in the room when my daughter took her first breath"

  17. B.... r....

    Me and my dawg got so stoned to this

  18. m.... ....

    Come to Milwaukee!!!

  19. F.... ....

    this started the california wildfires

  20. p.... :....

    Danger🔥🙌🔥✌️🔥👏🔥💯🔥

  21. R.... p....

    This by far one of the greatest samples, chorus and everything. This song is so cold.

  22. X.... ....

    Freddie Gibbs and Madlib need to remain a duo, music is fire

  23. S.... N....

    This will always be in rotation

  24. A.... ....

    aoty and it's almost not even close, with the exceptions of benny the butcher, westside gunn, and pete rock & skyzoo

  25. J.... P....

    🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

  26. J.... w....

    my 2019 in a song.

  27. u.... ....

    obviously we're all fans of good music here...but idk HOW anyone likes the first beat more than the second. that second beat is absolutely disgusting.

    u.... ....

    same here, I always skip that second part

    u.... ....

    @Jihed w Barra lol i think we just agreed to disagree

  28. C.... T....

    Long live king jacka

  29. A.... F....

    this beat switch is the decades hardest neck breaker

  30. S.... H....

    U put it in a book i guess you done hid it from niggas!

  31. V.... I....

    Yeah, check, check, yeah, uh
    Chillin' in my, uh, uh
    Chillin' in my, chillin' in my, uh
    Chillin' in my, chillin' in my, uh
    Chillin' in my, chillin' in my, uh
    Old school
    Chevy thang, Cadillac
    Smokin' on that good, good
    Good for my cataracts
    Fuckin' up this bad food
    Fast food, gettin' fat
    Nine, extended clip attached
    Swingin' it like a battle axe
    Livin' la vida broke-a
    Fuckin' these smokers up and baggin' crack
    Antonio Montana dream
    Mama wasn't havin' that
    Niggas ain't know no better
    We fuck 'em and pass 'em
    We was passin' rats
    Bitch, you wet my 'Wood up
    Dry my shit off 'fore you pass it back
    Bitch, pass it back, pass the Act'
    Codeine got me passin' out
    Crown mix it with cranberry
    Tryna see what that about
    'Member we hit that lick and tied up them Crips in that Atlanta house
    Had to smoke that nigga that came along with us 'cause he was gon' rat us out
    Seem like my actions was devil sin, I can't sympathize
    Fuck generation next, this generation genocide
    Your social stat make you fantasize about a homicide
    To me, the God Allah is the black man personified
    Anticipatin' and killin' my own in search of wealth
    Should he come knockin' at the door of your home, you know, for death
    Knew the Lord was in the room when my daughter took her first breath
    Cold turkey on the dope, had to gain the knowledge of self
    In my old school
    Chevy thang Cadillac
    Good, good
    Good for my cataracts
    Bad food
    Fast food, gettin' fat
    Nine, extended clip attached
    Swingin' it like a battle axe
    I'm chillin' in my old school
    Chevy thang, Cadillac
    Smokin' on that good, good
    Good for my cataracts
    Fuckin' up this bad food
    Fast food, gettin' fat
    Nine, extended clip attached
    Swingin' it like a battle axe
    Livin' la vida broke-a
    Fuckin' these smokers up and baggin' crack
    Antonio Montana dream
    Mama wasn't havin' that
    Niggas ain't know no better
    We fuck 'em and pass 'em
    We was passin' rats
    Bitch, you wet my 'Wood up
    Dry my shit off 'fore you pass it back
    Wish I could put that pussy off in my pockets, I would leave with that
    Hit my after your cycle, I need that pussy with no string attached
    Fiendin' to get it, won't hit it, against my religion, a nigga won't bleed for that
    You lucky enough to get you a nigga with morals, you needed to heed to that
    Turkey bacon, bitch, like my toast buttered on both sides
    Chevy dipped in liquid cocaine, my Casper the Ghost ride
    I let some people go from my company and they sold out
    I know that they jumpin' straight into Hell, I pray that they nosedive
    Mama said don't leave out the house if you ain't got Jesus with you
    Last Supper, you might get fucked by niggas that's eatin' with you
    Side bitch was trippin', I fucked but won't spend the evening with her
    My baby mama switched up her diet, I'ma go vegan with her
    Father, please deliver us niggas, carnivorous niggas
    I walk amongst the dumb, deaf, and blind, and them frivolous niggas
    And dope, rap, and basketball punchin' a ticket for niggas
    You put it in the book then I guess you done hid it from niggas
    I'm chillin' in my old school
    Chevy thang, Cadillac
    Smokin' on that good, good
    Good for my cataracts
    Fuckin' up this bad food
    Fast food, gettin' fat (New shit)
    Mashallah, rest in peace to Tha Jacka
    Paradise, the next life, I'll see you in the hereafter
    I'm in that ebony Instagram, my nigga was mad I ain't smashin'
    Nigga, I don't need you for the feature, really don't fuck with no rapper
    I don't got no problem with these niggas wearin' they dresses and skirts
    When you pop up with an opinion and drag your name through the dirt
    On the Day of Judgement, niggas gon' pay for they dirt
    Including me
    Couldn't push my boat through the lake of fire 'cause my paddles was burnt
    Uncle was smokin' that work
    Can't come in the crib, I serve you through the gate
    Smell the dope off in the air
    Jimmy Duggan, shake and bake
    Used to walk a dog with H
    In and out, Empire State
    '68 Chevalle, don't need no Bentley truck or fuckin' Wraith
    2014, addicted to lean, I was depressed as fuck
    Duckin' shots and wonderin' if my own niggas set me up
    And if they knock me down, I wonder would one of my niggas help me up?
    Pockets, they finger-lickin', they honey kettle chicken, breaded up
    Bitch, get your bread up, bitch
    I say my pockets, they finger-lickin', honey kettle chicken, breaded up, bitch
    This that new shit
    Madlib, that new shit
    Takin' over, new king, woo
    Let that shit ride out
    You better pray twice, nigga

    V.... I....

    The God Allah is the black man personified

    V.... I....

    Jerome Crosby thanks for pointing that out

  32. u.... T....

    This or Igor for aoty

  33. A.... C....

    Does anyone else feel like the first beat was Madlib building up the beat for the second one?

  34. T.... -....

    mutta...fuccin.....
    GEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAARRRRRRRR!!!!!
    olOOLOLOLOLOLOLolOLlOLolOLlOLLlollllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll

  35. N.... N....

    Best song of the album

  36. G.... ....

    0:55 "To me the God Allah is the black man personified" That bar never ceases to put a smile on my face every time I hear it. The whole album is amazing but this is the standout track for me.

  37. S.... C....

    Johnny Nobody and Chris Handsome were at a bar with Bloodylovepuddle when Arn Cet burst in and exclaimed stop staring at Megane Kun who was looking to impress Javier Barradas born two generations after Xuda who came to a truce with Ribling Krizstian in alliance with L X S who exclaimed "R.I.P THA JACKA"

  38. L.... b....

    Freddie Gibbs whole album fire... But cataracts been on dec for a minute

  39. S.... H....

    Cadillacs, Cataracts, Battle axe, that’s Proof’s rhyme scheme from the MTV car freestyle with Eminem

  40. B.... ....

    The beat switch 🤯

  41. c.... l....

    Best track in the album.

  42. T.... B....

    The song been on repeat for me for days besides Fake names

  43. J.... ....

    the best song on the album yoooooo...

  44. d.... .....

    i think Elzhi used the same sample on one of the Elmatic tracks

  45. j.... 9....

    Livin La Vida Broka!

  46. F.... ....

    OH MY GOD!

  47. a.... ....

    Good Folks fuck with joints like these

  48. S.... ....

    I ate the bad food, fast food and got fat😩

  49. W.... W....

    The King of R&B ✌🙌

  50. C.... R....

    " ..God please deliver us niggas, carnivorous niggas. I walk amongst dumb def and blind them frivolous niggas. Dope rapping basketball punchin a ticket for niggas. Put in a book and I guess you done hid it from niggas..." 💣💥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

  51. W.... M....

    Freddie Gibbs is my favourite rapper of all time. PERIOD. This muthafucka is something special, really fucking special. Unreal.

  52. J.... J....

    Best song on a great album

  53. J.... B....

    I been on this song I mean the album I been on it since Sunday everyday it's a classic but this song omg 4 times a day like the beat cries to my damn soul like and the lyrics is my life bro I'm lost for words..🔥🔥🔥

  54. l.... ....

    Holy shit. EASILY my favorite song on the album. That instrumental is 🔥 🔥 🔥 🔥 🔥 🔥

  55. T.... J....

    “Mama said don’t leave out the house if you ain’t got Jesus wit cha....Last Supper you might get f##ked by N!##%s that’s eating wit cha.” 🔥🔥🔥

  56. T.... J....

    Best Song on the best album of 2019...I was definitely on some Radio Raheem ish when I first heard this. BTW,

    Wee - Teach Me How

    You’re Welcome lol

  57. D.... D....

    3:16 shit made me hungry

  58. b.... 8....

    It's crazy people would rather hear mumble rap over true lyricist like Gibbs smh!

  59. B.... M....

    As sick as it gets!! A1 dope

  60. J.... D....

    MOB IN PEACE KING JACKA
    REAL LEGENDS NEVER DIE

  61. D.... ....

    *Turkey bacon bitch I like my toast buttered on both sides!*

  62. C.... S....

    Best song on the album 🦓🏞⛰

  63. M.... K....

    That Wee - Teach Me How sample is 🔥🔥🔥 Columbus, Ohio's own!!!

  64. A.... S....

    Why would Jay-Z never reach out to Madlib? No disrespect to NOID...but it’s levels to this

  65. J.... W....

    this shitsss fire bro💀🔥

  66. K.... K....

    When that beat switch up though 👀🔥🔥✊🏿

  67. T.... G....

    Living LA vida Broke. Classic

  68. M.... M....

    3:02 The sound and visual went together! BOOM! 🔥 🔥 🔥 💥☀

  69. J.... [....

    Whole album fire but that beat change is something else

  70. K.... P....

    That nigga said Last Supper you might get fucked by niggas that’s eating with you 🔥

  71. D.... P....

    That Beat switch at 2:36 was crazy dope. 🔥🔥🔥

  72. K.... ....

    Pure 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

  73. M.... V....

    This beatswitch is the filthiest thing since Ante Up. All the lil uzi’s and pump’s should get their notebooks out for this

  74. M.... A....

    Yowzaaaa

  75. 1.... ....

    Do anybody know the sample to the 1st beat?

    1.... ....

    Wee - teach me how

    1.... ....

    @tone 22 appreciate it

  76. B.... D....

    Got damn!

  77. C.... J....

    This song woke me up out my sleep 🔥

  78. M.... S....

    Chillin in my chillin in my

  79. 0.... ....

    RIP to THE JACKA!

  80. L.... F....

    Wish I could put that pussy off in my pockets, I would leave with that
    Hit me after your cycle, I need that pussy with no strings attached
    Fiendin' to get it, won't hit it, against my religion, a nigga won't bleed for that
    You lucky enough to get you a nigga with morals, you need to take heed of that
    Turkey bacon, bitch, like my toast buttered on both sides
    Chevy dipped in liquid cocaine, my Casper the Ghost ride
    I let some people go from my company and they soul died
    I know that they jumpin' straight into Hell, I pray that they nosedive
    Mama said don't leave out the house if you ain't got Jesus with you
    Last Supper, you might get fucked by niggas that's eatin' with you
    Side bitch was trippin', I fucked but won't spend the evening with her
    My baby mama switched up her diet, I won't go vegan with her
    Father, please deliver us niggas, carnivorous niggas
    I walk amongst the dumb, deaf, and blind, and them frivolous niggas
    And dope, rap, and basketball punchin' a ticket for niggas
    You put it in the book then I guess you done hid it from niggas
    THE BEST VERSE ON THE ALBUM!!!

  81. P.... I....

    Turkey bacon fire especially in the oven

  82. M.... S....

    I've gotta be honest with myself. The second segment of this song took me to a new world 👏🏾👏🏾 Forever MadGibbs

  83. D.... B....

    32 ppl with chubby ass fingers must of hit the wrong icon????

  84. D.... B....

    Think this is my favorite jawn rt now

  85. J.... J....

    Rest in Peace to THE JACKA !! Freddie a Real One

  86. N.... R....

    "Let that shit ride out... .You gotta play it twice N~" !!!!!!

  87. N.... R....

    the last beat on this and the first on fake names, such viiiibes... madlib your a fool

  88. s.... b....

    Remix with dave east, jadakiss & ransom

  89. M.... A....

    Rest In Power Shaheed Akbar bka The Jacka the best to do it! Respekt 2 Gibbs keeping the kulture sucker free

    M.... A....

    Say that! #MobInPeaceKingJacka

  90. W.... M....

    68 Chevelle, don't need no Bentley truck or fucking Wraith - Freddie is the man.

  91. T.... R....

    Freddie a legend. Madlib a God.

  92. Q.... C....

    2:36 🔥🔥🔥🔥

  93. A.... M....

    Favourite track on the album atm

  94. J.... P....

    To me the God alive the black man personified!!!! Lawd have mercy for that bar

  95. J.... H....

    Good for my cataracts? Is this about when you smoke weed and then your vision improves?

  96. T.... R....

    I know that they jumpin straight into hell I pray that they nosedive

    Lmaoooo 😂😂😂😂

  97. D.... A....

    This shit goes hard! In this day in age of all this watered down "trap hip-hop", I'm impressed! Classic track!

  98. S.... S....

    Finally a dope track.

  99. g.... p....

    My favorite song on the album