Westside Gunn - Rebirth Lyrics


feat. Keisha Plum

Do you feel that I’m feeling-
Do, do you feel that I’m being free?
And I’m thinking free?
Yes
Do-do-
I actually don’t think that you’re thinking anything

Baby, we’re gonna try and see
Conductor
If we’re still here
Conductor

Ayo, I’m drinkin’ Pérignon out of Pyrexes (Ah, Allah)
They can’t fuck with me, Allah (Ayo, ayo)
I’m drinkin’ Pérignon out of Pyrexes (Ah)
I rebirth the fuck out these niggas
I’m drinkin’ Pérignon out of Pyrexes (FLYGOD)
Puttin’ holes and stains on these fuck niggas (Ah)
I’m drinkin’ Pérignon out of Pyrexes (Brr)

Ayo, bullets hangin’ over work, the Jesus, Mary, Joseph (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
Moses sandals, Valentino camo with the eagles posin’ (Ah)
Posted by the samples, fiends trample, «West, you got that Van Gogh with the stamp, yo?»
Extra-extra hot from Nandos, daughters with the five-panel
Prada bucket with the triangle (Ah)
Hung the nigga, his Supreme 5s dangle, my eyes lay low
Low top Fear of Gods with the drawstrings, please
If you can cook one or two when I shot by, y’all mean
Ayo, back to back Bentaygas (Skrrt), rockin’ flavors, jewelery on me major
Name one greater, city full of neighbors, but they seem like strangers (Ah)
Shoot him now, we meet in Vegas (Brr), hundred shots, we drop him painless (Brr)
Hundred pots we watch, so say less, mama used to shop at Payless
Tucked it up, that’s just the dangers, bakin’ soda used for yay
Come fuckin’ with me, nigga, say what? Adam Cole was fightin’ Balor (Ah)
Dapper Dan, my Gucci tailored, [?] my ankle traced to sailors
Fuck the cops, you niggas failures (Fuck the police), funerals, they seem like Hell
Yeah, I don’t even gotta tell you
(Uh uh, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)

Ayo, I’m drinkin’ Pérignon out of Pyrexes (Ah)
I love symmetry, so I broke his face in half
I’m drinkin’ Pérignon out of Pyrexes (Ah)
The Watch TV art all over the lab
Most villainous, my city is the deadliest
I’m drinkin’ Pérignon out of Pyrexes
My city notorious like the Congo
Machete to his neck like I work for El Chapo
Torch your house down while you and your family asleep
Put you out your sorrow, just call me Plum Pyro

Well, the thing about being the very best is
If you ever start, in your own mind, to say you’re not the one
If you’re not the very best in your own mind
Then you’re gonna be a loser in the ring
It’s nothing personal with the Road Warriors
This doesn’t mean there’s dissension within the Legion of Doom?
No, this is a business, man, I’m in here for money


 
Rebirth Lyrics
 
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