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thousandars - westside gunn lyrics

[intro: 2 chain benny mane (a.k.a benny the butcher)]
yeah, f*ck
family
phew, sh*t is crazy, we got this

[verse 1: 2 chain benny mane]
and so the is focus real
my generation motive sculpted to k!ll devotion and sk!ll
and paralize the motion and will
like, stand on your own cocaine land and abandon your home
and build a new colony where you can man through the drone
it’s just hammers and o’s when everybody handle they zones (we got this)
cause animals pr*ne to move in a manner unknown
a backwards thot still throwing accurate thoughts (uh*huh)
i’m faster with thoughts, better rap than wrap wit’ a spoon (hahaha)
now beat others’ force, and pure form might equal to yours
the speeches is for us, the lil’ n*ggas think “f*ck laws” (f*ck laws)
i grow to advance and carry our historical plans
i’m more than a man, i’m sorta like a mortal in hands
i’m always beyond (hahaha)
the only livid sign of a god
dividing the laws of physics as i rise from the floor
cause i’m trying to endure the message as i pass you the truth/jewels
i’m sad this rule, injustice in the hands of a fool
‘fore i figure it out, and journey through the vivid [?] (okay)
then watch life unfold in what it’s really about
cause everybody cost different, i’m only dealing them out
you feel me i’m out
so play your [?] (f*cker, f*cker)
[verse 2: westside gunn]
ayo, it’s westside gat (uh*huh)
[?] crack any day
wit’ plenty fiends that hand crack, picking up plenty cake
plate like scarface’s
papi said “gunn, get plenty, goons are [?]”
[?] sitting on that 12 12 sh*t, shoot that sh*t and get it over with (okay)
blue rover whip
i rock a rollie, width
too many n*ggas ain’t worth sh*t
and money, i’m addicted to being rich
[?] wildin and sh*t
armani exchange stylin my sh*t
.38 cal poppin’ yo sh*t (bah, bah)
push the glock on my hip
i c*ck it and pitch
you too weak to chop up a brick, and after you snitch, run from [?] wit’ a b*tch (f*ggot!)

[outro: westside gunn]
it’s upstate, muhf*cker, die slow, you fake muhf*cker
i got the k muhf*cker, i swear you gon’ pay, muhf*cker
word, n*gga
it’s f*cking gunn fam, street entertainment
apocalipse man, what up?
know what i mean, this some*
this some street entertainment death valley sh*t

- westside gunn lyrics

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