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Here's Lil Wayne on That Way Left Shit, Better Get Right or Get Left Shit

It seems right to share a Lil Wayne song produced by The Alchemist today.

Day 274: "Death Wish" feat. Lil Wayne – Jadakiss, The Last Kiss, 2009

I've honestly been focused on pretty much nothing but Mobb Deep since news about Prodigy broke, and that has partially meant scrolling through a lot of pictures of the late great Queens MC to find the right one for an obituary. Many of those pictures are with his longtime friend and collaborator The Alchemist, so it seems only right to share a Lil Wayne song produced by The Alchemist today.

Incidentally, it's one of Wayne's craziest features, with more "itch" and "-eck" sounds than you probably knew existed in the English language. I mean… "Yes bitch it's Weezy F, bitch, I'm the best, bitch / motherfuck your guest list, I be like, let's just / kill him and get breakfast, neck slit / next shit expect this, every time you check this / I'm exit, I mean, excited to be your death wish"? Incredible. Honestly, fuck it, here's the whole verse for good measure:

Ahh, I be on that way left shit
Better get right or get left shit
Better hit right or get left hit
Even if you threw the best pitch
Yes bitch it's Weezy F, bitch, I'm the best, bitch
Motherfuck your guest list, I be like, let's just
Kill him and get breakfast, neck slit
Next shit expect this, every time you check this
I'm exit, I mean, excited to be your death wish
Bitch I wear this G shit on my heart, not my necklace
And I keep the Heckler for the heck-less
And I'm from the Mecca of the reckless with a record-breakin' death list
The reckless and neglecters think election won't affect us
I'm high above you, above law, above average
Niggas snitchin, put niggas in a can like a beverage
Damn! I pop at your head, fuck up your memories
I put a bullet in Nina head and let her reminisce
Yeah, if you don't remember shit you gon' remember this
I'm knockin' niggas down this year, I'm on my timber shit
Big lion growl at you niggas on that Simba shit
I'll be on that "Fuck yo' clique, I'll kill every member" shit
Cold as December shit, bang in any weather shit
And they could buy you back with body parts sold separate
Yeah, that's a bet bitch like Russian Roulette bitch
Weezy be the genie in a bottle, here's your death wish

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