Westside Gunn, The Purist - White Horse lyrics

Got coke stains
I'm addicted to the dope game
A hundred round sticks
With the shell catchers  (Brr)
My work better and the cell better
Fiends fell out from a bomb hit (Shh)
When they got up
They said "I got that bomb shit"
I hope Chapo run forever
Poppin' off twin Berettas
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

Take a minute out, and think for yourself
"What it would be like to go through life
Absolutely perfect?"
With no flaws, no blemishes
Every single thing you do
Is absolutely perfect
Well, you're looking at the
Man who was born
With a sign of perfection that hangs over him
And the man who likes to
Take advantage of people
A man who likes to beat
People at their own game
That's what I do the best
That's why I'm Mr perfect