Westside Gunn – Shawn vs. Flair Lyrics

Shawn vs. Flair By Westside Gunn

An-an-an-another war story from a thirsty young hustler
An-an-an-an-another war-war story
An-an-an-an-an-another war story from a thirsty young hustler
Once the-, once the-, once the pen hits the pad, it’s danger (Preemo)
An-another war story from a thirsty young hustler
Once-once-, once the-the p-, the p-, the pen hits the pad, it’s danger (Flygod)

Ayo, you ever ate burgers on a Wednesday? (Wednesday)
You ever ate chicken on a Thursday? (Thursday)
Flygod the illest n----, per se (Per se)
Pardon my motherfuckin’ wordplay

Ayo, left out that fed cell, did the impossible, incomparable
Hundred drumsticks and silencers came optional (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
S--- sound unstoppable, they duckin’ and dodgin’ (Ah)
Topless Corvette parked in front of the masjid (Skrt, ah)
Earned my respect, talk sink, when I whipped, it ain’t lock
I still look gorgeous facin’ the stocking
Ayo, the Murakami collector, the Geigers on the Hebrus
Banana, the Mona Lisa on the Off-White sweater (Ah)
You too broke to step a foot in Christie’s
He throwin’ roses at the 42s, f--- with me, get buck fifty
Ayo, paparazzis, cameras flashin’ (Flashin’)
Lookin’ devilish, the red Aston (The red Aston, skrt)
Don’t try me, my boy blastin’ (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, blastin’)
My heart cold, but my neck feel like Aspen (Brr)
Ayo, the X doors liftin’, bool, pay attention
Know some ahks that pray five times a day and wear Christian
All that s--- dancin’ on his neck, you can’t miss him
Skelton wrist, my dealer’s graveyard shiftin’

Ayo, you ever ate burgers on a Wednesday? (On a Wednesday)
You ever ate chicken on a Thursday? (Thursday)
Flygod the illest n----, per se (Per se)
Pardon my motherfuckin’ wordplay

Another war story from a thirsty young hustler
An-an-an-an-another-nother war-war story
An-another war story from a thirsty young hustler
Once the-the-the-the pen hit-hit-hits the pad, it-it’s danger