From Hell

[Intro: Conway the Machine]

Hello America, did you miss me?

Conductor, we--

Three

Ha ha ha ha (Con-- Con--)

Get in yo bag king

Uh, look

[Verse: Conway the Machine]

My spot got the line round the block to come buy the best

They see these jewels on my neck

They want SWAT to stick us, I'm Kanye West (Hahahaha)

Yeah, I'm Kanye West, I'm Kanye West (Talk to 'em!)

I'll fire inside they vest, bullets grind they chest

Ground them niggas like bison flesh

My old shit goated but that ain't even Conway's best

Read between the lines, in the twinkling of an eye (Ah)

With just a snap of my fingers, I can bring ya your demise (Woooo!)

That's real power, y'all real cowards

Sometimes the hardest choices take the most willpower

Give me my real flowers (Give me my flowers)

Everything you love, I'll destroy it (Ah)

And I'll enjoy it, or tee off with this nine iron and McIlroy it (Boom boom boom boom)

I'm the rapper in traffic that's avoided (Ah)

The back of my jacket, that DW patch embroided (Drumwork)

Yeah, thinking back when I sold crack and loitered (I did)

Shooting out the back of that black Toyota

My nigga Kutter ain't seen his kids in seven years (Free my homie)

So used to death, D Bishop died and I ain't shed a tear (Rest in peace, bro)

I'm in that mood to kill another legend, yeah (Ah)

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