Bad News

Lyrics

[Part 1: Bad News] [Intro] Ayo, MF DOOM the room Been it to 'em, swear the big rolls and half moons Black cat the tower, on the shower, we had balloons Nigga ain't get paroled, oh, this bad news Bad news, this shit is bad news [Chorus: Westside Gunn] Wifey ain't wrote me in a week I'm in the hole, gotta wash up in the sink This shit is bad news, nigga It's bad news, it's bad news, nigga It's bad news, it's bad news, nigga [Verse: Westside Gunn] Pissing PJ in the Fountain of Life Riccardo Tisci on the Geechi, cook ounces of white Off-White camo jacket with the MAC-10 Check boys thirsty on the lemon they etched in Ayo, I swear I be the illest ever Stash your work, in the morcella?, burning lever Catch me in the hoopty when I'm making my drops My young boy shot everything, making it hot Flow is retarded, putting coke up on the market Coca-Cola BAPE sweatsuit had been the karma for us Recorded down in Charlotte, we the hardest Heard these stomachs on the corner, they were starving Allahu akbar, Lord famous, over stoves Joe Namath Warhol Campbell soup paintings in the latest Every bar is classic, Lord, raw ain't it 44s drawing his face, that nigga faded I'm the new Kool G, Nas in his prime Big L spirit embedded mixed with Chi-Ali Had Lizzie Clay sucking dick bagging up keys Glock 10 poking out the PRPs Jeez It's bad news, it's bad new-ew-ews Ayy [Chorus: Westside Gunn] Wifey ain't wrote me in a week I'm in the hole, gotta wash up in the sink This shit is bad news, nigga It's bad news, it's bad news, nigga It's bad news, it's bad news, nigga [Part 2: John Starks] [Verse: Conway the Machine] Young Rambo, uh, beat you with the gun handle Young Randall when I scramble (Haha) Gun blam you (woo), lead by example Still in the hood giving out samples (Uh) My bitch rock Balenciaga sandals (Hahahaha) Speak Español, Chicago bands watching scandal (Cap) I push the salmon colored Lambo (Voom) Ample opportunities that had you cancel (Uh) Been talking teddy bears, candles Obituaries on the fucking mantle (Brrr) Niggas get trampled, then found a week later in the bando (Ha) Mobbing like Marlon Brando (Woo) Hannibal Lecter, MAC-11s on the dresser (K) With a compressor (uh), put you on a stretcher, we no pressure Finesse it (uh), scrape the side of the Pyrex And get the extra (cap), then go and get some head from Vanessa (Woo) A buck 60 in the Tesla The OG got the trap jumping, Clyde Drexler Nigga, we next up (Haaah) [Outro: Sample] "I became so large If it wasn't for the godmother that my reputation and connections expanded far beyond opens reach I was at the top of the food chain, it wasn't nobody bigger than me" Griselda, by Fashion Rebels