Thousandars

[Intro: Kutter] Yeah, fuck Family Phew (Hope y'all ready) Shit is crazy We got this [Verse 1: Kutter] And so the focus is real, my generation motive sculpted to kill Devotion and skill, and paralyze the motion and will (Uh-huh) Like, stand on your own cocaine land, abandon your home And build a new colony where you can man through the drone (Come on, nigga) It's just hammers and O's when everybody handle they zones (We got this) 'Cause animals prone, to move in a manner unknown My backwards thoughts is still throwing accurate thoughts (Uh-huh) I'm faster with thoughts (hehehehe), I'm better at than craftin' a sport Now leap through this falls in pure form, might equal to yours The speeches is for us, the lil' niggas think [?] (Fuck laws) I grow to advance and carry out historical plans (Genius) I'm more than a man, I'm sorta like a mortal with hands My mind is beyond, the only living sign of a God (Hahahahaha) Dividing the laws of physics as I rise from the floor (Let's go) 'Cause I'm trying to endure the message as I pass you the jewels (Okay) I'm sad this the rule, injustice in the hands of a fool (Fucker) 'Fore I figure it out, and journey through the vividest route (Look at it, nigga) Then watch life unfold in what it's really about 'Cause everybody cost different, I'm just dealing them out You feel me, I'm out So play your hand (Fucker, fucker, it's real) [Verse 2: Westside Gunn] Ayo, it's Westside Gat (Uh-huh) G packs chopping up crack any day Wit' plenty fiends and head cracks Picking up plenty cake, plate like Scarface's Papi said "Gunn, get plenty, goons are racist" Niggas sitting on that 12-12 shit, shoot that shit and get it over with (Okay) Blue Rover whip, I rock a Rollie with Too many niggas ain't worth shit And money, I'm addicted to being rich Posted 50 fits, wilding and shit Armani Exchange styling my shit .38 cal. popping yo' shit (Bah, bah) Push the Glock on my hip, I cock it and pitch You too weak to chop up a brick, and after you snitch Where I'm from, you're labeled a bitch (Faggot!) [Outro: Westside Gunn] It's upstate, muhfucker, die slow, you fake muhfucker I got the K, muhfucker I swear you gon' pay, muhfucker Word, nigga It's fucking Gunn, fam, Street Entertainment Apocalipse, man, what up? Know what I mean, this some-this some Street Entertainment Death Valley shit