1000 Corpses - Conway The Machine.mp3

[00:04.260][Verse: Conway the Machine]
[00:26.262]Look
[00:27.015]Empty out the Kel-Tec, til ain't a shell left
[00:30.014]Bullets burn, I can smell flesh, I can smell death
[00:32.767]I inhale the last L right on hell's steps
[00:36.269]Devil's Reject, **** you expect? Listen
[00:39.009]I got too many guns, and not enough drama
[00:41.770]So I'm broad day in the hood, popping the llama (Let's go)
[00:44.758]I get the blocks from papi, then I holler hasta mañana (Papi)
[00:48.019]Eating pasta like a mobster, silk Prada pajamas
[00:50.768]I've got to be out of my ****ing mind
[00:53.266]I'll have B-Wiz sniff another ****ing line and break your ****ing spine
[00:57.768]I'm back around, graduated from the school of Hard Knocks
[01:01.020]And got a brick and a pistol, instead of a cap and gown
[01:03.765]A couple choppa shots will back them down
[01:06.264]Waving the K like "Look at me. I am the Captain now." (Hahahahaha)
[01:10.510]Thought you had racks homie, what happened now? (Damn)
[01:13.271]You take a loss and have more excuses than Pacquiao (Haaaa)
[01:16.521]Ask around, you **** niggas I smack around
[01:19.521]My Don C Bulls jacket smell like a pack of loud (You smell it)
[01:22.761]My bitch double C, it's Chanel bagging now
[01:25.275]Giuseppe on her feet, I-8 Beamer, she swagging now (she swagging now)
[01:29.269]100 bags a week, that's on average now
[01:31.769]Sending cookies from Cali, I'm waiting on a package now
[01:35.264]I only came to snatch the crown from whoever has it
[01:38.266]I don't **** with these faggot niggas that's rapping now (**** these niggas, man)
[01:41.766]Jump out of the coupe with something to shoot inside
[01:44.764]So run up on me, you're committing suicide
[01:47.511]I built a reputation niggas can't scrutinize
[01:50.516]APCs, shattered back boards, hoodies Superdry
[01:53.514]Medusa on the buckle, Gator on the brim
[01:56.509]I pull up on your corner, shit's spraying from a Benz (Brrrrr)
[01:59.762]It's funny how you only feel betrayal from a friend
[02:03.022]It's never the enemy, they hate you from within
[02:05.771]This for them niggas that play with the razors in the pen (my nigga)
[02:08.768]My bars sharp, I write with razors in my pen (woooo)
[02:12.522]My little bro will put the gauge up to your chin
[02:15.027]He gon' wait till I say when, but his patience's running thin
[02:18.018]Look, I am the illest, I am the realest
[02:21.233]I ain't a rapper, I am a killer, I am a menace
[02:24.487]Listen
[02:25.236]I have completed what you're trying to finish
[02:27.229]I'm aiming at your cap, trying to peel it
[02:29.739]It's the Machine, bitch!