Steve Behr - Westside Gunn, Rome Streetz

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Ayo

Ayo, pump in the Amiris got me walkin' all bow-legged

Free Sly (Free Sly) 'til the feds free my oldhead

Your welfare whip pathetic speed had 'em like always (Always)

The crackhouse doorbell ring, God day

We only got twenties, bring nineteen, you dead (Ah, dead, nigga)

I don’t give a fuck if you got nineteen-fifty, nigga

Get the fuck out of here with that bullshit

I got the best shit, nigga

Ayo, you a dollar late and day short

Every day divide the dollars, servin' cutties, shit that they snort

It was Off-White, now back to rockin' the rugby with the racehorse

Half a gram for a Virgil, have a blast, sniff ya face off

Like Scott Storch, this shit that I produce be the muy bueno

Late nights like Leno, I was movin' elbows out the rental

I’m lit with rap, that ain’t coincidental

I seen a nigga take five acid tabs, that shit fried his mental

Son ain’t been the same since, seen him the other day

I let him hold somethin', I’m real, won’t look the other way

«The streets’ll take you but won’t bring you back,» that’s what my mother say

Run off with the pack, then your brother pay

Blast the Bushmaster at his beanie, my billy’s blazin' like turkey day

Do the one, decode the shit in the verses that I display

At the top, it’s really Rome and Gunn, the comp is miles away

My style is gunpowder in the crack vial, the Don is great

Do you dirty for dollars, the goonies gon' relate

Your bitch mouth on my lap like print on the BAPE

Fuck outta here, nigga

(No)

Tell the truth, now (Go, bro)

Tell the truth (Go, bro)

Big brother, still stop preachin' niggas

I do not know what’s, what, what, what—how you say that?

Big brother, you still stop preachin', you know

You brothers were stealin' it from the police, and they took

Still took you to jail

Well, everybody’s (Hmm)

I’m not better than the police

You said one

They’re human beings just like we is

Listen what I’m sayin' now (Uh)

They are human beings (Yeah)

We are God’s children

Ain’t no black and white in it, ain’t no racist or nothin' in it

'Cause it does not say that in the Bible

(Justin, I’ll feed a nigga, 'kay?)

Alright?

If there was no words from God, but only two things, Jews or Gentiles

What they do?

Only two things God made on this Earth, baby

You didn’t understand what I’m sayin', I’ma say it again (Mm-hmm)

Jews and Gentiles (Mm-hmm, mm-hmm)

But that means just like this (Mm-hmm)

We are all God’s children (I used to smoke, I used to smoke but not preach)

I don’t care if you’re black, white, blue, purple, any other race

And what they said?

Mmm, mmm, come on

Thank the Lord, woo

Finish the sentence, you made a friend in me

We are all God’s children (Okay, yes)

We on the road to be on this Earth to help everybody (Oh)

I don’t care if the man got a flat

If I walk down the street, guess what?

I’ll leave you good for murder to actually stop to help this man

I’m not askin' for nothin'

God got every blessing I needed and look where I am

But I’m followin' His path now, that’s the only reason why I’m back

But you come over here and instigate and pressure us

Wait, hold on, hold on, hold, listen, listen

It does not say in the Bible you cannot have a good time

We let you, allowed you to, we allowed you to have a good time

Okay, and I’ma explain somethin' to you on that

Not come over here at fifteen to seven

Hey, now, hold, hold, hold, hold

Let me finish, let me finish

Please let me finish this, and I’ma leave it alone after that

Not come over here in the morning at fifteen to seven

I said I understand that, baby, God gave me a mind to think

I can think with this

You see what I’m sayin'?

This is God’s body, God made everything in here

He knows how many hairs I got, he knows how my brain

He knew my train of thought

I cannot hide nothin' from that man upstairs

(Preach, haha, preach on)

Nah, you want me to get all the way down deep?

(Preach it)

I can get all the way down deep on you (Get on down deep)

(Get down deep, get down deep, don’t kill yourself though)

I love you, baby, I love you as a friend, listen

Now I’ma call you (I don’t know you)

Well, now hold on, hold on, hold on, hold, I don’t care

Russy just said let you in

I still love you 'cause God says, «Love everybody on this Earth»

Russy said let you in, I don’t know you

Well, look here

I don’t like people

I been knowin' that man right there since '06

I don’t care

That man helped me out a lot in '06

When I needed a place to stay, I was workin' for this man and I could stay here

But you’re not gonna stay here tonight

I got a place to stay, Toya

God had put me in a place where he wanted me to be

Now I’ma leave that alone

Now, I’m okay, I’ma keep tellin' you I’m okay

Is there any more you want me to explain?

Now I’m gonna get back into my music

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