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westside gunn - greatminder lyrics

[intro]
one time i went to…
you know, it was really nice to meet you
you really look terrific, doesn’t she?
i mean, not only do you look terrific, but you dance terrifically
i mean, herbert thinks you dance terrifically, but
yes, you dance terrifically
he’s too embarrassed… well
you know the funny thing is that
we’ve always talked about having black people in the club
yes, it’s finally+ it’s very nice to have black people in the club
but i mean, now that you’re really here and everything
it’s just incredible, isn’t it? i mean, tell her

[verse]
one time i went to flip reality, it had a vinyl crackle
get a spinal tap, you might could prolly find the sky intact
oh, where’s the science, jack? i’m in the lab, we gettin’ high and crackin’ atoms, ion smashin’, [?] rippin’, breakin’ iron shackles
uh, breakin’ iron shackles
uh, wrist whippin’ breakin’ iron shackles
it’s the mayan factor, let the mind that lives inside effect you
it’s the side effect, the mandela’s riddle, i’m the second
it’s the kinda wreck the villains catch on the universe
sl!ck if i finesse ’em, might could get god to do a verse
truer words cannot get next on the sticks, though
i’m tryna whoop a little ass in tekken and get ghost
you flex for this b+tch, blow checks, blow x
so she s+xin’ the kid bro, sike, nah, best joke
yes, oh, chillin’, featherweights get let go
with less flows filled with letter prose, asbestos
must make dough, miles up the payroll
wow, yes, i’ll invest now if you say so
hey, bro, there they go, you wanna get paid?
go, before the better half of the day gets away, though
the verse, god slayed him in a burst, scoffed and skated off
them ventilators with the purple label, raw flavors
(ayy, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo)
b+tch, my squad wavy, dawg, pay us
you real wack and insane like aspartame
blink, there go your brain, blown back, a shame
roll the gas, black, that’s schwag? dang
even if there’s no weed, that’s them seeds
fall back, you playin’, stack some paper
spit all sl!ck in the booth, hit the pesto, fluent
y’all kids spilt the juice, what the f, bro?
the battle begins, stab at the wind
laugh as we win, pass that, hit ’em with the dap and spin
sublime in cinema, d+mn captain, more drama
true, let’s find some deals and get it crackin’
patna, ’cause [?] sl!ck, the program freezes
while the gold hand reaches for the whole d+mn scene
it’s the showdown at aether
[outro]
oh man, oh man, oh, oh
ah, jeez, rick
i win? (dammit) i won? (yo, bro, can i call you back? i’m recording, sorry)
oh, yeah, boy, hey, put down your gun
you won, and you can take me
come on, fella
+your drinks and relax, you boys got everything covered
up, and out
so as long as you have to wait, might as well be more

- westside gunn lyrics

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