Runway Pieces At The Last Supper Lyrics by Westside Gunn
Shit right here
It’s like Leonardo Da Vinci
It equates to being ahead of your time
See, if you do your research
You know, Da Vinci was tryin’ to fly before anybody
I-I’m tryin’ to paint the picture
I’m talkin’ artist of the century
See the similarities?
We used to have wars, Tommy Hil’ vs. Nautica
You know me, fly as LaGuardia (Similarities)
We used to have wars, Tommy Hil’ vs. Nautica
You know me, fly as LaGuardia (Similarities)
We used to have wars, Tommy Hil’ vs. Nautica
You know me, fly as LaGuardia (Similarities)
We used to have wars, Tommy Hil’ vs. Nautica
You know me, fly as LaGuardia, pick his body up
Boom, boom, boom—, boom, boom—, boom, boom—
Yeah (Boom, boom, boom)
Dope spoon black as Somalia, remind me of the time I had
(You see the similarities?)
We used to have wars, Tommy Hil’ vs. Nautica
You know me, fly as LaGuardia, pick his body up (Boom, boom, boom)
Dope spoon black as Somalia, remind me of
The time I had a nickel, nothin’ shinier (Ah), grimier
Bullets feel like a pinball machine inside of you (Brr)
Tie him up, where your bricks at? Your bitch lined you up (Ah)
She said you just re’d up, plus a hundred G’s
Shot him in his leg for the work, I need the money please
Loewe leathers in the summer, hoppin’ out a Hummer
I know I hit him, he still lived, shit a bummer
Now I got to plot again to make sure he under
Runway pieces at the Last Supper (Woo)
Kept the work fresh, had to stash it in the tupper (Hmm)
Ferdi on the Kenzo, tiger on the jumper
White Boy Nick came through with a tundra (Skrrt)
Gave it three hours for six rocks
I had to spin the block two times for my mom (Skrrt)
Free caption over two times
You know the vibes, keep your knife sharp (Ah)
Do or die, suicide
I need my chicken like mama’s fried
Few more homicides, then we monopolize
First nigga you shoot, leave him traumatized, the .40 harmonize
