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the narcissist - brady watt lyrics

[intro: westside gunn]
ayo (grr*r*r)
(grr*r*r*r*r*r*r*r*r*r*r)
flygod
ayo

[verse 1: westside gunn]
you better pray six times a day, praise both
k!ll you and your mans with the same scope, you lames broke (doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo)
my pockets longer than train smoke, i’ll let your brains float (ahh)
fatality, sh*ll casings droppin’ casually (boom boom boom boom)
you’re not half of me, i’ll walk through your blood happily (ahh)
you ever had a gun in your mouth like a cavity?
amiris got so many rips, they lookin’ raggedy, lord
i kept the cullinan in the factory (skrr)
got a mil’ plus of art
used to sit in my cell in the dark
i go to the showers with my boots tied tight, knife sharp
if he died, it’s my fault (ahh)
i touch the sky with the top off

[chorus: westside gunn]
ayo, dolce rob gabbana for a half a man (half a man)
roc nation brunch, style by dapper dan (dapper dan)
n*ggas gonna miss me when i’m done with the sh*t (ahh)
the kitchen ki, beggin’ me to bag up grams
[verse 2: westside gunn]
ayo, my jewelry lookin’ precious
i’m from the east side, sh*t treacherous
word on the street, i got the better sh*t
fiends droolin’ and scratchin’, mac*10 action (grr*r*r*r)
wait ’til sunday, catch you comin’ out church lackin’
who you pray to?
out the cls, i shot the k smooth (doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo)
the ambulance playin’ the same tune, i can’t lose
you should’ve seen it in the lobby at the st. regis
scene out of miami vice, i left the plate leanin’
another autopsy, who the f*ck shot him?
we all shot (grr*r*r) at least a hundred sh*lls out the ‘rari (grr*r*r*r*r)
cocaine spots, block of fishscale and calamari
fiend fell out and died, oops, we sorry

[chorus: westside gunn]
ayo, dolce rob gabbana for a half a man (half a man)
roc nation brunch, style by dapper dan (dapper dan)
n*ggas gonna miss me when i’m done with the sh*t (ahh)
the kitchen ki, beggin’ me to bag up grams
ayo, dolce rob gabbana for a half a man (half a man)
roc nation brunch, style by dapper dan (dapper dan)
n*ggas gonna miss me when i’m done with the sh*t (ahh)
the kitchen ki, beggin’ me to bag up grams
[outro: scratches: benny the butcher + conway the machine]
failure won’t be a option
took the game over like i’m supposed to
failure won’t be a option
took the game over like i’m supposed to
failure won’t be a option
took the game over like i’m supposed to
failure won’t be a option
took the game over like i’m supposed to

- brady watt lyrics

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