Lyrics:
they gotta pay
And my return is like Christ, declare the holiday
Back in the game now, copped me some weed now
My people bout to eat now, shit's
I need Christ
That's the only thing I know
I really can't breath right
I'm strangled by animosity from by own people
Lately it's hard to be nice
We turn this bitch into SOCOM 2
I'm the best rapper alive, Lil Wayne's migraine
Jay-Z's headache, touchin what the lead ain't
Motherfuck your feelings,
can barf
At my birthday, someone put on Paul McCartney
I said "Fuh you, don't spoil my party"
No one wants anymore of The Carters
We only want Jay-Z
cold, Louis V balling alone , Jay-z without no hoe
Now I want bring that girl home
Yeah-yeah-yeah
I was not trusting in a single word
All this world it
brain to the face (Face, face)
Smarter this is where I stay (Stay, stay)
Carter this harder I’m catching my Z’s
and I’m going beyond like I’m Jay (Going
rapping is ass
Shit I don't need a courteous pass To be that rash
I never thought the USA could BE this mad
Judging by the people that they're putting up
And my eighth album comin'
Feedin' a thousand growlin' stomachs
But I could rewind the calendar, back
Back when it was now or nothin'
People said I
am not in a Mercedes
You a thot that ain’t my baby
And my name should be up there with the Pac’s and the Jay-Z’s
Someday I’ll be sittin’ at the top
more records but son sucked
Call me washed up, yeah, talk about me
I sound like me, you sound like Jay-Z
Duke, speak breezy, I come and touch you
Kid, I
those crazy Cuffies
Ya'll floss like ya'll Jay-Z and Puffy's
You get robbed, bucked down by a crazy Cuffie
Bobby! Fuckin' the mics is my hobby
Fuckin'
got my first chain
I be stunting, stunting like I got my first chain
I be stunting, stunting like I got my first chain
Jay-Z taught me money ain't
rapper who just
Signed a new deal
With JAY-Z is being honored
Right here at home
Mayor Byron Brown declared August 28th
"Westside Gunn Day" in Buffalo
News
Jay-Z
They tried to give my autistic son medicine for ADHD
Same kid who could look at a piano and memorize all 88 keys
I learned everything I need
feelin' like I'm chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka Slim Shady
Jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga like Jay-Z
Jig is up, you
me, the whole pop world, you know
This is a phat beat, by the way
And I'm talkin' P-H phat
Thank you to, uh, DJ Lethal for this phat beat
Did you
Jay-Z
There are three forms of control if you don't know
They control the religion the law and the dough
Most people follow laws set by God or by man
down priorities are all over the place and shit
Stress levels rise and that J gets lit
Try on shoes that Jay Z fit
Fuck all that complacent shit
I'm
the song I did with Marcus
Once I Hopsin the beat, dispose of the carcass
I remember when I started, people tried to call me stupid
So I took the liberty
kinda hazy
Purple kush n somethin brazy
Do it all in one take like I'm Jay-Z
New to da club you cannot haze me
Your girl loves me you probably hate me
I'm
The god is here to give blessing
Refuse everything he is giving
You need to learn I'm not kidding
Listen to Big, DMX, Jay Z, Pac, 50 Cent
Rick Ross, Cube,
Verse
1. Being broke, is not funny, that's a hard life
2. Knock the hustle, by Jay-Z , change my life
3. He the reason I'm smart, make me think
you
Dead friends, notice that's all that I got
I call it scared ends, scared to spend that money, why not
Probably didn't notice that Jay-Z didn't
I call it scared ends, scared
To spend that money, why not
Probably didn't notice that Jay-Z didn't
Invent the hard knock
I think that I should just
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