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westside gunn - the butcher and the blade lyrics
[intro: westside gunn]
f_ck
ayo (doot, doot)
doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot
[verse 1: westside gunn]
ayo, pyer moss over the mossberg (ah)
for dark, we shoot ’em all first (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom), hand in hand crack commerce
check out my arm work, my wrist work, arm & hammer the mixture
lord (lord, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
ayo, peace seven, i had a fetish for the mac_11s (brr)
since an adolescent (brr), learnin’ lessons, got my shot perfected
eyes beheaded, cocaine pot fanatic
fiends light up the static, fully loaded ratchets for action (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
allah would never make another me (ah)
dropped the ki and whippеd up another ki (whip, ah)
walk through fire blindfolded out thе sea (ah, out the sea)
the sun out, i might take the doors out the tester jeep (skrrt)
word on the streets flygod got the mean dope (ah)
fire out the nines or we can drag the speedboat (brr, brr, brr)
inshallah, it’s more clips in the peacoat
bodyslam, two thousand grams, steve regal
[chorus: westside gunn & conway the machine]
ayo, y’all don’t get it (y’all don’t get it, f_ck)
y’all don’t get it (y’all don’t get it, god is my bodyguard)
ayo, allah got me winnin’ (winnin’, ah)
allah got me winnin’ (allah got me winnin’, keep all that tough sh_t)
i said y’all don’t get it (y’all don’t get it, ah)
y’all n_ggas don’t get it (y’all n_ggas don’t get it)
ayo, allah got us winnin’ (allah got us winnin’, f_ck ’em, ah)
allah got us winnin’ (allah got us winnin’, look, look, ah)
[verse 2: conway the machine & benny the butcher]
i heard they gave him ten years, he did a stretch, n_gga cut his face
put a zipper on him like a pair of new giuseppe’s
terrible, they say, “machine, them n_ggas scared of you”, i bet
b_tches think i’m vegetarian, these carats on my neck (hahaha)
i’m wearin’ ’em with respect, i want your chain, i’ll tear it from your neck
i’m from the eastside, them n_ggas over there be movin’ fent’ (we outside)
air at you, b_tch, this god right here, i’m in the flesh
i put the b_tch in a pair of loubs, she fresh, i’m wearin’ louis sweats (ha)
look, how can i not win?
at least three of the albums that i dropped in your top ten (talk to ’em)
your wrist “tick_tick”, boy, the hand on my watch spin
not in cali’ to shop, i came to send a box in
i stacked two hundred during quarantine, i did not spend
i do not got friends, v12 on the side of that drop benz (woo)
shooters on go, let a slug blam you (uh huh)
and all morning, lil’ homie passin’ out drug samples
my b_tch don’t rock no fashion nova sh_t or no ugg sandals
like to f_ck me to pandora, 42 dugg channels (hahahaha)
spaghetti on my wrist, n_gga (you see my wrist)
baguettes on my b_tch, n_gga (talk your sh_t, n_gga, yeah)
and b_tches say, “there go that n_gga with the bag”, they know i’m really a rich n_gga (talk your sh_t, king)
suck my d_ck, n_gga
[verse 3: benny the butcher]
you know it’s gangster how i rock, when you greet me, respect me (salute me)
yeah, i’m made in my hood, n_ggas treat me like lefty (that’s right)
i swear this brick spoke, and said “take it easy, don’t stretch me” (i won’t)
your favourite rapper call around, sayin’ “please, come protect me” (p_ssy)
yeah, we can see you up, but them n_ggas around you starvin’ (d_mn)
put my team in position, now i’m surrounded with bosses
n_ggas gettin’ clipped, homicide questionin’ my involvement (i don’t know sh_t)
hashin’ out at the jeweller, y’all buyin’ sh_t in instalments
patience, know it or not, now glaciers froze in the watch (uh)
bought my b_tch a whip and she tried to race me home from the lot
christian and smith and wesson, 380 go with the top
hit her with the ice cubes and the dope gon’ go in the shop (huh)
i’m relaxin’ on six figures, trap been doin’ numbers
couple hundred from rap i’m payin’ taxes on
twenty ps of butcher’s breath, habits that i shouldn’t have kept (uh uh)
dumpin’ while i’m in my head countin’ how many bullets left (bullets left)
cannon my ride, we never been in sh_t and do not slide
the opps get it in two days or less like amazon prime
you gon’ hear the butcher comin’ (butcher comin’), ’cause it’s never gon’ change
i came to smoke everything just like ’07 wayne (uh)
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