Westside Gunn - BLVK TAR lyrics

[Sean Price] P! God is the greatest, we could never be friends The Lord is my shepherd, my vest is sheep skin Cannon bark, hammer spark, open casket ba*tard dressed like Shannon Shark, uh P hardly shoot, I'm well loved, I tell thugs to do things for loot Boss in the hood, don't get lost in the hood Break North, my n***as take off with your goods Heat in your space, hot shot seeking a place to rest at Sket clap and scrap meat off your face A quarter ounce of shake in the 'Ville get you k**ed Grilled as porterhouse steak Black n***a with the Eagle evil Jack Tripper at the Regal Beagle The 9 convince you To take off your Nikes and like cement shoes [Westside Gunn] Phenomenal whipping, we hopped in the Benzes Let's chop in the kitchen, go shopping at Lenox Lord rocking some Moschino vintage we did it The Izod gator on the waiter Push the Cayenne's in France MAC-10 on me, who wanna dance? Clip hangin' down the ? pant leg My sh** is legendary, stylin' majority The .44 Bulldog belong in your mouth Your sh** get blown off 10 Deep rocking 10 Deep Officially the flyest n***a I know is me ? peoples at the Eagle said he looking for Roberto The Maybach was Merlot Tommy Hill still had the steel on him When Bishop shot Steel My rich amilli ? steal, ill Tom Ford all black, I'm in a f** n***a' bushes Thousand boxes of baking soda for the cooked goods Yayo residue on my resume Ayo Keke take these 5 bricks to Desiree Wait up, soufflet'ing the yay straight up Black ?, papi on the call log Sir Lord West Legendary sh**