Sky Joint Conway the Machine (Ft. Skyzoo & Westside Gunn)

[Intro: Skyzoo]
Yeah
Know the repertoire
Griselda and that FGR
Ha!
I mean
With three of us, it's like, you know... Reasonable Doubt meets Only Built 4 Cuban Linx
Meets Supreme Clientele
It's over there wit it like
Huh!

[Verse 1: Skyzoo]
Forty five degrees outside in butter leathers
I can't fuck her if her thighs don't rub together
I can't be in nothing that's less than a bayonet
I mean, I'm from where your regrets is a clear pitch
Between you and your desires and shooters is for hire
Either that or the wizardry move 'em like Hezekiah
All hail a benevolent beast from the park rails
With the charm to turn over his ex like cartwheels
And we idolized hundred thousandaires in sports cars
Swimming pool full of liquor baby, Hennessy all stars
And now I'm bottle for bottle and hopping out of Rovers
And draped in Nike Tech sweats the way I'm supposed to
The low top Kobe 10's feel like they was loafers
You mistook the Nike Tech print and made a poster
God bless, it went from sharpie painting the projects
To spending Labor Day with the Blige's
And that's not a punch line...