Westside Gunn - Dear Winter Bloody Fiegs lyrics

[Westside Gunn - Dear Winter Bloody Fiegs lyrics]

(Ayo, these niggas can't keep up, man)
Dear Winter can't wait to see you again
Hitler Wears Hermes Three
Rest in peace Machine Gun Black ayo

My man just came home from doing twenty flat
He already back to selling crack
He look at me and said
"this all that he know"
Rocking Sasquatch fabrics from head to toe
The cloth we was cut from it's still loyalty
Twelve gold slugs
Chanel mask you know it's me
(I'll blow your fucking head off yo
Trrrrrr) twelve gold slugs
Chanel mask you know it's me

Fly as a pelican, benevolent
Drug money infectious, we whipping up extras

My kicks cost that
It hurt for me to see his kids
I'm from a city where
Everybody got ten bodies
Burberry trench covering the chopped shottie
Niggas had buck shots in every part of 'em
Yeah they might be fly now
But I fathered them
Call for neighbor dealers carving bricks
Low top Margiela's looking marvelous
Style was crystal foul, fountains of ace
Leave 'em shot floating in it like Scarface
(brrrrrrrrt)
You broke my heart when you killed Frank
(Remember when Tony shot Pussy
On the boats yo?)
You broke my heart when you killed Frank
(Seemed like yesterday I was running guns)
Ayo, Sly still got four lives left
Full length Mink to the Nike check
Ricardo, lemon squeeze, fifty shot TEC
Shot fourty five hanging out the Murciélago
Praying for tomorrow
A lot of niggas never seen eighteen
My young boy favorite color state green
Thirty years on the triple beam
Broke the slot machines out in Medellin

My man just came home from doing twenty flat
He already back to selling crack
He look at me and said
"this all that he know"
Rocking Sasquatch fabrics from head to toe
The cloth we was cut from is still loyalty
Twelve gold slugs
Chanel mask you know it's me
(I don't give a fuck who you is
You ain't fucking with me yo)
Twelve gold slugs
Chanel mask you know it's me

"I am Warhol i am the
No 1 most impactful artist
Of our generation i am Shakespeare
In the flesh walt disney, Nike
Google - now who's going to be the Medici
Family and stand up and let me create more
Or do you want to marginalize me
Until I'm out of my moment?"
I'm sniffing gun powder (sniff sniff)

Ayo, one rack be yola
Them Bathing Ape Coca Cola
Dropped a tear when Ghost shot Roller
Spikes on the camouflage loafers
Lord everything kosher
Shot a hundred rounds, the whole hood woke up
(brrrrrrrrrrrrrt)
Kick in the door for the raw
Shoot your baby mother in the forehead
Started off with a double up
Buck fifty your kids
They face will bubble up
Nigga, ain't nobody safe
Rose gold R8, who wanna race me?
(skrrrrrrrrrrrt) we'll be rich forever
If the dog food tasty, I'm Azie
MCM bucket in the Mulsanne
No jump shots so we off king
Joakim Noah when I post up
Leave his body freezing like a cold cut
Machine got killed it had me fucked up
I ain't been the same since "let me sniff"
I was shackled on that bus taking trips
You broke niggas get a bottle
And take midget sips
Give me a case of everything
The triple beam like a wedding ring

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