Judas - Westside Gunn/Conway The Machine.mp3

[00:00.000][Westside Gunn:]
[00:00.221]Take a walk
[00:00.849]I gotta change the reel
[00:01.876]I said **** off
[00:05.972]Ayo (Brr)
[00:09.237]Ayo
[00:12.257]**** these niggas, yo
[00:16.017]Ayo
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[00:17.792]Three shots left his stomach out (Boom, boom, boom)
[00:20.307]Don't ask, nigga, these ain't comin' out
[00:23.811]Niggas tyin' rope around your fam, yo
[00:26.821]My shooter so high, the nigga won't land, yo
[00:31.336]Wrist a hundred grand, yo
[00:33.101]All gold stove, every wall got a Van Gogh
[00:37.398]Whipped the work so incredible
[00:39.685]Fiend got the pack, bit it open like it's edible, Lord
[00:43.707]SB skater on a hater
[00:46.216]Phantom on Fairfax, they thought I was a Laker (Brr)
[00:50.487]Don't get embarrassed by the merits
[00:52.996]Murals of Paris, I ain't never been to Paris (Never)
[00:56.255]Murals of Phoenix, I ain't never been to Phoenix (Never)
[00:59.265]In Tom Ford suits of Bobby "The Brain" Heenan (Never)
[01:03.561]Boston crab, the whole slab
[01:05.819]Before I go broke, I'll get the MAC and the mask
[01:09.343]Over the baby crib, my nigga, where the stash at?
[01:12.361]My man killed a family, killed himself and smoked a bad batch
[01:16.951]This Margiela on Mad Max
[01:19.209]Persian bitch, titties look fake, plus her ass fat (Woo)
[01:23.478]Niggas doubted, now they payin' homage
[01:25.812]New deal with money to send my kids' kids' to college
[01:30.084]Ayo, do the knowledge
[01:33.348]Ayo, peace to Knxwledge
[01:37.370]You niggas garbage (**** y'all niggas, man)
[01:41.478]Niggas ain't shit, man
[01:43.483]Yeah, these niggas garbage
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[01:45.488][Conway the Machine:]
[01:48.255]Uh, Fendi monster shit for me and my conglomerate
[01:52.023]I heard a lot of niggas spit, but nobody that's dominant
[01:55.031]Nobody that's consistent and that's obvious
[01:57.597]The music speak for itself and plus I got murals in other continents (That's me, nigga)
[02:02.195]Most of these rap niggas livin' in they mama's shit
[02:05.511]They pushin' forty and broke (Ha)
[02:07.270]Safety on the forty is broke
[02:09.024]Uh, I blick until you lose consciousness (Uh-huh)
[02:11.785]High school dropout, spittin' like I got a doctorate degree
[02:15.547]I'm what's popping, bitch, you opposite of me
[02:17.803]2016, nobody jotted hotter shit than me
[02:21.066]You see, dotted my I's and now I got it to a tee
[02:24.394]My goons love me so much, they wanna body shit for free (Them my niggas man)
[02:27.939]Like, ****— **** the bag, they don't need it
[02:31.209]They just wanna squeeze and leave you deceased, at least a paraplegic (Yeah)
[02:34.969]Hit in my head and walked out of the 'spital, please believe it (Uh)
[02:38.284]Like three days later, now they comparin' me to Jesus (Haha)
[02:41.839]I walked on water, nigga, I made the blind see
[02:44.597]Turned water to champagne, twelve shooters behind me
[02:48.121]Those my disciples
[02:49.626]All me verses on a God level, nigga, you should find those in the Bible (Talk to 'em)
[02:54.407]Look, I don't think no rapper can **** with me (Uh-uh)
[02:58.172]Nigga feel different, tell him to get in touch with me
[03:01.242]Rap shit, street shit, come and see what's up with me (What's poppin', nigga?)
[03:04.503]Fifty round sticks just to air out your ****ery (Brr)