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Westside Gravy
Westside Gravy
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Noah Ryan Shufutinsky
Noah Ryan Shufutinsky
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Westside Gravy
Westside Gravy
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Hillel Gutman
Hillel Gutman
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They used to look down on me, now I'm the one they looking up Had me questioning myself and if I'm good enough Found my confidence call me Gravy cuz I'm cooking up Drove my haters crazy all my opps gone meshugenneh I'm cooking up it's like the cholent on Shabbat Everybody got a different name for what goes in the pot All the different ingredients lending flavors and seasoning When the seasons freeze my recipes the key to keep it hot A little spice scratch that we need a lot You should understand counting all the enemies we got Can't be chicken when you see the beef in stock It's a cold world I have to keep a GLEE to heat the block It's sun down so I gotta keep the flame low You get more than simmered if you trippin better lay low Bystander heard my slappers imagined I got the bay flow But this is Bat Yam mixed with some San Diego Across the sea but I'm still throwing Dubs Still showing love to ill coast I'm from Still going dumb, Go for the loaf gloss over crumbs It's funny looking back and realizing I'm the one They used to look down on, now I'm the one they looking up Had me questioning myself and if I'm good enough Found my confidence call me Gravy cuz I'm cooking up Drove my haters crazy all my opps gone meshugenneh Westside bringing that sauce like Moroccan fish Everything's on the table I'm talking what I could dish You come at me first I get straight back like you popped a disk You'd hear em drop a pin before they drop a diss I never really understood what the problem is Ive tried to break down walls they want to box me in The older I get the more and more it becomes obvious The industry would never want an artist with my audience They don't want art they want a cheap dollar String puppet they could control grow green taller You reap what you sow from you I need nada Ima get it on my own the way I was shown by 40 water Thinking to myself like what would Pac do Pops voice in my head don't let em stop you Used to tell me wanna do a show then it'll cost you Now my dough coming in rolls lookin like Jachnun They used to look down on me, now I'm the one they looking up Had me questioning myself and if I'm good enough Found my confidence call me Gravy cuz I'm cooking up Drove my haters crazy all my opps gone meshugenneh
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