Westside Gunn - Brains on the Basquiat lyrics

[Verse 1: Westside Gunn] Slow down, West, you k**in' 'em Same n***a used to rock Fed tans and Timberlands Same n***a used to have dope that made 'em lean Shootouts in Dewey Park, left his brains on the swing [Verse 2: Conway] Respected by brick-movers and shell-bussas Nicer than everbody on the last three XXL covers Mix the champagne with the dark My brain way smart Balmains, the suede Fieg Clarks [Verse 3: Westside Gunn] Kel-Tec hangin' out the Corvette / Shot his whole block Black Boost match the MAC-11 by the dope spot CDG hearts on the flip-flops, while I play the yacht, Akh [Verse 4: Conway] n***as let they gun bust on my block Started witta half / From a half to a ounce To a big, to a 9, to a split / in a drought, n***a My cooker whip that sh** till his wrist sore I'm lookin' like a brick in the Kith store [Verse 5: Westside Gunn] Money got me changin', I was on the block slangin' Prps, cherry red Buscemis lock swangin' No skimask, we held sh** up, you know what up The Audi cost a buck, doin' a buck Hunting shells 'a rip his guts [Verse 6: Conway] f** n***a, we aim and bang toast I snuffed ya favorite rapper, his little angel chains broke The plug daughter callin' me La Machina Shot him in the hall, blew his brains on the Basquiat [Verse 7: Westside Gunn] Ayo All ya n***as talkin' like you gettin' money But y'all n***as' all broke yo f** you, f** you, and f** you I put the barrel in ya throat, yo f** n***as can' tell me sh**, I made a quater off 'a dope, n***a Sneak diss and I'll send a few shooters at ya muthaf**in' show, n***a [Outro: Conway] Beleedat, n***a Click, clack, boom, SE Gang, n***a f** outta here, n***a Hall and Nash, n***a