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Westside Gunn

Undertaker vs. Goldberg

 

Undertaker vs. Goldberg

(album: Hitler Wears Hermes 7 - 2019)


[Westside Gunn:]
Brr
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Doot, doot
Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Ayo
Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot

Ayo, I heard a hundred shots where the shells at? (Shells at, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
Shell catchers on a stick out the Hellcat (Skrt)
I fuck so-and-so, but I fell back (But I fell back)
These bitches ain't shit, I thought I'd tell that (Thought I'd tell that)
Pulled up slow, I had the Bs on the wheels (Ah)
Left my cellie eleven years ago, he locked up still (Free Black)
Richard Mille red band, you looking like a dead man
Undertaker vs Goldberg (Ah), Pyrex, I wanna thank you
Ayo, the TEC was a throwaway (Brr), these base from the older days
This for my niggas in mess hall eating kosher trays
Pray you come home soon, my niggas got on [?]
My bitches got on Margiela, I fucked her on Porche leather (Skrt)
Niggas on the yard on our blood shit (Ah)
The fresh came home and didn't drop it (Ah)
Your baby moms trash, I had to dog the bitch (Dog the bitch)
New work, old stove, Pyrex I wanna thank you (Thank you)

This contest is scheduled for one fall, Goldberg
From Death Valley, the Undertaker

Brr
Griselda
Brr

Ayo, over the stoves, rocking Hugo, free Sly out the you know (Ah)
The new king of New York, lord, I got the Hugo
Trapping out the fiend spot, the bitch had section 8
One deal went real bad, we had to wet the place (Brr, brr)
Denims made, condom talk, Cavalli with the leather face
My coke got a better taste, legend wrote on my resume (Ah)
Gold if you ask me, gave hope if you ask me
Why you so flashy? The MAC in the back seat (Brr)
Got crack on the rap sheet, that's a fact (That's a fact)
If one of us gets caught, nigga, never rat (Never rat)
Make sure whoever get caught, nigga, lock a fat (Ah)
Get the CO to bring a phone in, nigga, I hit you back (Ring)

[Conway the Machine:]
Let me hit you right back, nigga
Hol' up

Uh, free the homies locked in correction
Know niggas in upstate prisons and and those that's in federal (Standing tall)
Disrespect the crew, we catch you, then we stretching
You drop a bag and have it done by one of your niggas next to you
Hit was done so exceptional, police thought it's professional
Left a few fingers in the mailbox, we buried what's left of you (Hahaha)
Yeah, that's how them niggas in GxFR do
The chain and the watch got VSs too, bitch, let us through (Uh huh)
Yeah, masterpieces on the arm, nigga (Cash)
My shooter play with drums and he love to perform, nigga (Brr)
I had to switch the band, now I rock the orange Richard
Flow nasty like corn liquor, I'm the don, nigga (I'm the don, nigga)
You palm blickers, I'm a Dom sipper (Ah)
R&B bitches play with they pussy to Con pictures (Hahaha)
Yeah, they love my songs, now my mom's richer (Cash)
One of my homies overdosed, they sniffed the wrong mixture (Rest in peace, homie)
Uh, there was fentanyl in the batch (Uh)
No question, y'all, I'm a legend off of these raps (Talk to 'em)
Disrespect the squad, I be letting off with this MAC (Boom, boom, boom)
Hollow tips from my weapon all in his back (Ha)
If we catch him, it's curtains, we gon' wet him and murk him
Any beef I had is finished, shit is yet to resurface
Them bullets hit Machine in his head and neck, didn't hurt him
Now we on Hitler 7, West, we definitely working, ah (We definitely working, nigga, yeah)

[Outro:]
Now, tonight
Tonight, some lucky lady's dream is about to come true
And if you don't know what that means, you're about to find out

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