TGOD808, Westside Gunn, MF DOOM, Aesop Rock - Farewell... lyrics

Ayo one, one, two, two, two

It's after midnight, rocking Midnight Studios
Fuck her raw, got my wrist right
Brick-white Patek, spray jager, put
The reggie one ice, nice
Price on your baby mama head, no lice, Christ
Chuck Taylor on the Gucci knit
Out the Carrera shooting two Uzi's
On some movie shit who he hit? Word tilapia
You'd rather have butterflies and
Two are locked up
A nigga bagged the whole Ramadan
He fucked with the mosque up
Thirty days, worthy praise
With the sleep late, got a early grave on me
Met my plug twicе
But I gеt them shit's evеry time
Mеt Gala, I rock a heavy shine
Mind's gone collecting Hebrus
He on the cap reading Hebrews


I'm in my cell eating seafood
Big H on the Hermes dishes
Pistol whipped the nigga
Left his whole head twisted
Bitch, this the finest grape, life is great
If they kick down the door
Hit the fire escape, wait
You done heard dope before
But this that new batch
With one time I'm getting four more
Copped me a new MAC ayo, I was in my cell
I clicked my heels three times
Pink Just 2s, my khaki suit mastermind
Water whip, tossed the coke in the alkaline
Platinum and gold
Ron English hat to the side
Immaculate rhyme (immaculate rhyme)
It's so obvious
Watchin' the world from up top
Snakeskin binoculars red companions
Kaws X's on a suede mansion
My bedroom had a bedroom, my wrist be dancin'
(my wrist be dancin')
My bedroom had a bedroom, my wrist be dancin'
The flyest that's livin'
We live and die by the kitchen
Choppin' on dishes, rack the puff in
Ambition bitch we had hopped over fences
Banana yellow Fiskers (skrt)
Pushin' crack like we invented it
Jeff Koons, Louie Rubens duffle got ten in it
(got ten in it)
Kobe Jordan, pack we was kickin' it
(we was kickin' it)
Anti Social Social Club wit' the snub, yo
(boom boom boom boom boom
Boom boom boom boom)
Gave the Tec a lil' love bro (drrrrr)
Grand wizard, Patek band, lizard
Hand-kissin'
Miami Beach, geigers on Biscayne (Biscayne)
My shooter sent his PO and piss came
Thank god for my wrist game (wrist game)
Countin' money in the bubble bath
Whip the half and got another half (whip)
Rockin' Vetements, backhand you with the 40
Ask Lord, your head'll spin
A cold war Leatherman
You will never be better than Sean?
(Du du du du du du du du du
Du du du du du du du du)
Pulled up, red GL on devilish
Word to the goggles on my Hebru Brantley
Red Supreme Louie gloves, eatin' scampi (ah)
Supreme Louie box logo wit' the 44
(boom boom boom)
The way we sellin squares you'd
Swear them shit's is bogo
(Shit's is bogo, shit's is bogo)
You'd swear them shit's was fucking bogo

Jumping to a conclusion
Could stunt your evolution
Like the trees, dumped into some dust
Blunt fusion
Old cocktail of mine, chemicals derail time
It's all good
As long's he ain't inhaling swine
Dare decline, scared money makes none
Take one
You should've flushed before the jakes come
Oh shart, specialty is flow art
Smart, but go in circles like a go-kart
Yeah, don't start, make 'em have to finish
Just bounce like gold-diggers
Once the dough diminish
Phony, it gets lonely at the finish (yup)
You see some deal dope, others steal hope
What's revealed is of a certain feel - grope
Yellow moist mushie, banana peeled coke
At worst
Could not be confused with real soap
Nope, you see disaster is intended
In the face of truth, don't ever be offended
Overstand the past to get a
Grasp of the present (psst)
I make it faster than you spends it end it
Keep your mind on your mask, kid
Holler for my classics, it's drastic
Villain the hydrochloric acid, splashed it
Pull the Nine, reached then he blasted, POW
Ten stripes on a basket new York style wild
Cheddar grab easy
It's only entertainment though
When thought out completely sad demeanor
Could get him the drop and bag cleaner
Master schemer expert in that arena
Puffin' Pasadena
You read the grass was greener black beamer
I8 she gyrate rubbing shoulders of pigs who
Don't fly straight
Just ate, causing indigestion
Will soon regurgitate, into profit's
No question
Nosy agent sniffing around, pay attention
You can take that to the bank
"Thanks", don't mention
Pleasure's all mine, ain't mad at y'all
Clear advantage like playing paddle
Ball on adderall be brief, that is all
Aight, one more rhyme
Self-snitching rappers who's lines is
Pure pork rinds

Ayo cutters of the pie throw your
Summers in the sky
Collar-pop Jolly Roger die motherfucker die
Apache on a ship shape, in Bristol fashion
Snuck a jammy through the red
Tape and tiptoed past him
Worm teeth grinding feverishly below
As little organic hacksaws eager
To feed and grow
So when it's Blackhawk over the glass walk
They surface up through the cash crops
With clippers for your belly-up mascots
And never dine alone
Meanwhile, back at sea level
It was home by home zone for zone
Bloom County's homeless riot
For home ownership i hope you put gas in the
Motor-home and know the roads
I studied with the finest combs
Stuck under my thumb
As opposed to the loaded nose
Who pray Armageddon is numb
And that's unevenly rendered
To those who grew up thinking faith
Was a surrender of reason
But not a reason to surrender
Catch the Liberty Fire's catalog
Forty torched orchids and
Citronella for Algernon
Don and Vagabond alike repent
This shit should have been
Beta burns Babylon, the end