Outro - Westside Gunn

Hey, I’ve been talkin' to you, man

I say, yo, yo, yo, listen

All this old gorilla shit you tryin' to spin everybody with

Ain’t gonna have none with that old bullshit man

Nigga don’t believe that shit

No how, leave the fuck outta here with that old cornball bullshit

Man, this shit is art, nigga

You understand?

Don’t lose sight of your motherfucking

Artistic contributions, nigga

And I can see it

That’s why y’all niggas raps is wack

Niggas raps is mad wack

Niggas be sending me (laughs) music

I be like this nigga shit is corny

Ehh

No art.

Niggas ain’t go no art in this shit

Then nigga goes, then nigga go

Will send you pictures of shit

Hey, nigga send you pictures shit

Nigga I said

Man, what the fuck is this shit here this nigga got on here, nigga?

You crazy motherfucker

With this old wild ass shit

You told me you wouldn’t nigga that

Listen to your shit nigga

You missed the first three periods of school, nigga

You went right to lunch

You missed the first three fucking classes

Art, theater, fashion, nigga

You a theatrical performer, stop frontin'

‘Cause it ain’t but only a few of you motherfuckers

Really did what you say you would do

Ha.

You know what I’m talkin' ‘bout?

‘Cause, eh, you know

Everybody is tryin' to keep it real

And I’m tryin' to figure out what the fuck is real nowadays

keepin' it real

Shit

Shit

Niggas keepin' it real dirty

niggas in the motherfucking music videos

Step, Runnin' ‘round, jumpin' ‘round and shit

Pointin' their hands like they got

Hammers and shit at the screen and shit

Yellin' at me and shit

I’m like, man, what the fuck you want me to do

You want my money

Was it a stickup, or this is what

Yeah, art

‘Cause it ain’t art, nigga you look crazy as fuck

Niggas need to go back to them old budget nigga

When they, when they niggas five hundred thousand

Of ‘em, a mil, two mil

Nigga to make these

These nigga runnin' ‘round

on me

(hmm)

With all this old stupid shit flat shit

Belts

Niggas then didn’t, no whips or nothin'

Talkin' 'bout hey, look, look at me

I’m gonna run ‘em down, nigga

And all this other shit

They, hey, look, look, bro

Art, fashion, nigga

Get your fucking weight up

You nigga need to go to school

You nigga might need to go to school

No bullshit

‘Cause your raps is wack

You ain’t got words

You niggas ain’t got no words

I said, what the fuck rhymes with that

That

Niggas crazy

Ha, hahaha

Fashion

You gonna curate your art, nigga

You better tell these niggas why you do what you do

‘Cause, they ain’t nobody gonna be there that

Explain that shit

You need rhetoric

Who told you rhetoric was a bad word

Niggas don’t read enough

Listen

Rhetoric means persuasive language

If you wanna sell music, don’t just be makin' music

‘Cause you like to make music, nigga

Make music to sell music, nigga

And then we’ll see if you nice, nigga

If somebody’ll buy that stupid ass shit you talkin' ‘bout

Miss me with that shit

Niggas

Man, that’s me, that’s my

That’s my

Westside Gunn

With another one

Straight classic legend, classic legend

Classic art legend, legend

Beyond supreme, beyond all that shit

Next level

You already know what the fuck it is

Niggas is done

Westside Gunn