Essentially inspired by the "Put him in a coffin!" viral Vine craze. Chuck just thought of taking the joke to the next level by saying "Vladimir Putimin" to play on the name of Russian prime minister "Vladimir Putin," but immediately decided to turn it into a joke turned banger when he discovered that KamAintShit put this instrumental into Grayscale's cloud of beats up for grabs.
lyrics
CHORUS
Putimin Putimin Vladimir Putimin Put him in line!
Put him in a coffin, wet him like a dolphin,
He been playing possum, Put him line.
This nigga's losing his cool like it's coolant,
Aku, hit my Samurai jack, hit my line!
I think he's losing his spine!
If he think he's winning he's losing his mind! I'm!
Putimin Putimin Vladimir Putimin Put him in line!
Put him in a coffin, wet him like a dolphin,
He been playing possum, Put him line.
This nigga's losing his cool like it's coolant,
Aku, hit my Samurai jack, hit my line!
I think he's losing his spine!
If he think he's winning he's losing his mind!
VERSE
Aye. Roll up the heavenly, then I inhale.
Sleep wit' one eye open like I'm in jail.
Spare my life, your honor. Psyche me the cell.
Knight in shining armor might get impaled.
Ugn. Niggas should hush.
Slay like an animal, bitches'll mush!
Like it was Crenshaw or Snow on the Bluff!
Fuck wit' me Limbaugh, I'm feeling the rush!
...ugh. Speedy Gonzales, yet moving in silence,
The Lord of the Rings like the movie The Hobbit.
She gas me like Pilots, 'cause we got a bond like it's Quantum of Solace.
Double O, 7, a quarter to zip...
Bitch all I need is a 40 to sip!
Chuck, I ain't Charlie, I'm more like The Clypse!
Malice in chains, push a ton of the piff!
Xan and addie in that slammed Caddy,
When I buss a band, she go "Zamn zaddy!"
Chuuch on the sabbath, had plans Sat'ty
Y'all sellin' pies, off brand Paddy's.
Merry Christmas bitch we smokin' the wreath!
Pussy water, bitch I'm soakin the reef!
Ashes to ashes and flowers to kief!
Wendy's niggas eatin', where is the beef!?
CHORUS
Putimin Putimin Vladimir Putimin Put him in line!
Put him in a coffin, wet him like a dolphin,
He been playing possum, Put him line.
This nigga's losing his cool like it's coolant,
Aku, hit my Samurai jack, hit my line!
I think he's losing his spine!
If he think he's winning he's losing his mind! I'm!
Putimin Putimin Vladimir Putimin Put him in line!
Put him in a coffin, wet him like a dolphin,
He been playing possum, Put him line.
This nigga's losing his cool like it's coolant,
Aku, hit my Samurai jack, hit my line!
I think he's losing his spine!
If he think he's winning he's losing his mind!
GRYSCL is an alternative hip hop comic book experience project out of Old Town Petersburg, Virginia. The active members of
GRYSCL are front-man Chuck Nasty, the ghost of his best friend Maxamillian (Millz), and lead producer Evrlyontheglitch, as well as the greater cloud of producers associated with GRYSCL,
