Westside Gunn, Black Star - Peppas lyrics

Don't take this ass whippin' personally
Conductor, we have a problem
Conductor, we have a problem, Conductor
Don't wait for her, man
Ink well elegant, more medicine
Bey, Bey, Bey

Ink well elegant, more medicine miracle
Past due perennials
 point it's Ivan the Terrible
Graveyard footfall, sound God bury site
Batman, Earth slam, Joker to the tanzanite
Matte-black dynamite, blast radius
Black radio core capability, Flacko facility
Fly guy, do or die, Bed-Stuy energy
Semper fi, B-E-Y
These hoes hilarious, the cardiac serious
Cartier tank top, blow the central bank up
It's all where your bank's
Chucked, nah, baby, it ain't luck
Days without a way, we prayed


Then we made one see that God graced us
With flavors and fountains
X amount of mountains, X amount of X amount
It's countless
Your wizard is a fraud, what you afraid for?
Saw a lot of thunder, no rainfall
Keynote considered glowin', get
The geometrics, true and living

The stars of the story
Got him movin' different goofy niggas
The hate be in they genes
Like it's they true religion
If it isn't love, it must be New Edition
Flygods, nah
We don't believe in superstitious
Superman to man
See through the system with my super vision
Powerful, the spirit'll grab
It like tabernacle
The voice of the people keep it
Deeper than an Adam's apple
Yeah, even more than before
I said what I said 'cause I saw what I saw
Son swore he ain't the boys
But always callin' the law
It got him actin' unhinged like
A door on the floor
Yeah, I'm never silent, always speakin' up
Personally, I find that you cowardly
Niggas weak as fuck
When justice, no peace too much
Could never be enough louder than the bomb
But we turnin' up 'til the speakers bust
Living on the road
Mama framing my tour posters
Stay away from these industry agents
They all vultures
We breakin' up these toys 'cause
They faker than small soldiers
I don't know why they do it but
It can't be for the culture
Claimin' La Costra Nostra
We in love with the coca
They hit niggas with the RICO
AP comported in cola a generational wealth
They standin' on they ancestor's shoulders
Have to burn it down, Tulsa, Oklahoma

Ayo, Goyard messenger hangin'
Off the shoulder layin' on the bunk
Screamin' "Three for his sofa"
In three mans cells rockin' three man
(Three man)
Catch you in the shower, nigga, keep playin'
(Nigga, keep playin')
My shit feel like it's Illmatic again
My favorite fiend went to rehab
Two weeks later, he was back a addict again
(Addict again) he was three dollars short
Had to drag him from the Benz wagon again
(Skrrt, ah)
He crashed it, bought another toy
(Another toy)
He did a George Jeff Loverboy (Loverboy)
Everybody know my dean, burnt clean (Ah)
Fendi sweatpants
Got the MAC on the drawstring
My nigga hit me just to say he
Got the biggest lock in Orleans
I had the thirty-eight at fourteen (Fourteen)
Eric got a poncho, blanco so much coke
He had to get the baking soda from Costco's
My shooter sniffin' coke like Jon Bones
(Sniff)
Dried colored chicken with the Toms on
Get your helluva mind blown
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Your stylist picked it out
With the eyes closed
Gucci highs with the rhinestones (Woo)
When you see the red wagon
You know it's happenin' (Skrrt)
Desert in a done heel
Niggas know what's brackin' (Ah)
Red soles on the Loubs, I'm a show assassin
(Ah) hopped out at Carbone
All the cameras flashin'
Hopped out at Carbone
All the bitches grabbin' (Woo)
Bitches love the FLYGOD
All these niggas cappin' (Woo)
LV snapback with the Crips that's backwards
(Ah) fLYGOD

Westside Gunn watching from the
Front row over there
Like you said, Excalibur
Hip-hop royalty in the house
Here tonight on Rampage
Both inside and outside the ring
Look at him, he's texting me right now
He wants some advice on his career
Yeah, how to-, how to kick people