Amherst Station 3 - Westside Gunn

Ayo, Central Park shit, school six to school sixty-one

Every time I walked the paned doors, better have the gun (Ah)

Where Bacon at, he out with Munch

Rode our bikes over Kensington Bridge, Trinidad Park and free lunch

Rest in peace Nut, rest in peace Barry

Rest in peace Mick, I heard he got killed by ferry (Ah)

Back in nine-seven, me and Laura, had her neck slit

Walking through, bit it, I was plotting on the next bitch

Started fucking Stephanie, had a crush on Pam

The broad looking good, though, come here, take my hand

Only took one loss, some barely nigga stuck me

But sure, you was my man, you could have stopped 'em but you jumped me

It’s bool though, Machine Gun went back, just dumping (Boom boom boom boom boom

boom boom)

Showed up to school on Monday like «Fuck 'em» (Fuck)

Kino had to tell, my nigga was Miguel

Lafayette to Wakefield, I hope you resting well

Fifty-six pimp of the year, I beat the deal

That swish shit, fuck Jarel (Swish shit, fuck Jarel)

That swish shit, fuck Khalil (Swish shit, fuck Khalil)

Shot across the bills, we left on Leroy Hill (Ah)

Elizabeth, Elizabeth, will you marry me?

(Ha haa)

We don’t have an answer, we don’t have an answer, we don’t

He did it, he did it, he asked her

What about this Elizabeth?

Elizabeth?

Oh yeah

Yeehaw

Oh yeah

We got us a wedding!