I go to Jacob wit 25 thou, you go wit 25 hundred, wow
I got eleven plaques on my wall right now
You got your first gold single, damn, nigga, wow
H to the Izzo, did 3 thou spins in a week
You get a thou in a month, wow
Y'all niggas want credit but y'all need to slow down
Kanye to the killin', y'all from Chi-town, how your wife gon' say
She never sold drugs a day in her life but she still wanna pump the ye
And y'all mad 'cuz y'all not knowin' 'cuz these canaries so yellow
When y'all pull up whether to stop or keep goin'
I got G?s, rock Rock n Roll tees wit no sleeves
That's showin', tucked in strap showin'
How he get seven TV?s in that ?lac ?lac
3 in the front, 2 in the back, 2 in that back, back
While you in that hatchback
And tryin' to sell work and don?t get shit from them packs back
And try to rap, the studios won't give you ya daps back
And try to get publishin', all you get in your ass capped
And that?s that
I go to Jacob wit 25 thou, you go wit 25 hundred, wow
I got eleven plaques on my wall right now
You got your first gold single, damn, nigga, wow
Magazines call me a rock star, bitches call me cock star
Billboard pop star, neighborhood block star
Chi-town go getting pimps, we mob stars
Gingerbread man even says, ?You?re a monster?
Remember that, 'Uh-Huh' that?s that trek shit
Remember back in ?92 niggas used to catch reck shit
Remember that track I tracked for you 'bout 3 months ago
'Uh-huh' that?s the one, now, cut my check, bitch
And I ain't feelin' that Lexus or that CLK
See me like damn A C L K
Yeah that?s how we eatin' and keep us looking peace and then
I ain't know we rap as good as he do beats and then
I go to Jacob wit 25 thou, you go wit 25 hundred, wow
I got eleven plaques on my wall right now
You got your first gold single, damn, nigga, wow
H to the Izzo did 3 thou spins in a week
You get a thou in a month, wow
Y'all niggas want credit but y'all need to slow down
you just popped in the kanye west get right for the summer workout tape and ladies if u follow these instructions exactly u might be able to pull u a rapper a nba player man at least it'll do is a car so
first of all we gonna work on the stomach nobody wants a little tight ass
1 an 2 an 3 an 4 an get them sit ups right an
tuck yo tummy tight and do your crunches like this
give head stop breath get up check ya weave
don't drop the blunt and disrespect the week
pick up your son don't disrepect your seed
it's a party tonight and ohh she so excited
tell me who's invited
you, your friends and my dick
what scary to me
henny make girls look like halle berry to me
so excuse me miss i forgot your name
thank you, god bless you, good night
[chorus]
it's been a week without me
and she feel weak without me
she wanna talk it out but
ain't nothin' to talk les
she talkin' bout freakin' out
then maybe we could work it out
work it out
work it out
work it out
work it out now
maybe we could work it out
oh girl your silhouette
make me wanna light a ciggarette
my name kanye from the jigga set
twista said get it wet
oh girl your breath is harsh
cover your mouth up like you got sars
off them tracks yea i bought them cars
still killin' a * on 16 bars
We ain't sweatin' to the oldies we jukin to a cold beat
Maybe one day girl you can
so you can brag to all your homies yeah
But I still mess with a big girl
whether you ain't fit girl I'll still hit girl
1 and you brought 2 friends OK 3 more now hop in the Benz
Four door do you know the difference between a 5, 6, 7, 8
All the mocha lattes you gotta do palates
You gotta pop this tape in 'fore you start back dating
Hustlers, gangstas, all us, ballas
[Chorus]
[Ladies speaking w/ Kanye in the background]
Hi may name is Jill, I just want to say thanks to
Kanye's workout plan. I was able to pull a NBA player
and like now I shop every day on Rodao drive
I just want to say, thank you Kanye! woooo! woooo! woooo!
My name is Asandra, and I just want to say
that ever since listenin' to Kanye's workout tape
I was able to get my phone bill paid, I got sounds and 13's put up in my Cavalier and I was able to get a free trip to Cancun
And what's most importantly is that I ain't gotta fuck Re Re's
broke ass no more
My name is Alamae from Moville, Alabama and I just want to say since listenin' to Kanye's workout tape
I been able to date outside the family, I got a double wide And I row the plain, row the plain, row the plain
Girls: Thanks to Kanye's workout plan
I'm the envy of all my friends
See I pulled me a baller man
And I don't gotta work at the mall again
My favorite work out plan [oh! oh! oh!]
I wanna see you work out
That's right put in work, move your ass, go berserk
Get your salad, no dessert
Get that man that you deserve
It's Kanye's workout plan
I said it's Kanye's workout plan [Ladies and gentlemen]
It's Kanye's workout plan [Allow myself to introduce myself]
His woooorrrrkkoouut plan [This time around I want y'all to clap like this]
That's right put in work
Move your ass, go berserk
Eat your salad, no dessert
Get that man you deserve [Stop!]
It's Kanye's workout plan [Ok bring]
I said it's Kanye's workout plan [I know y'all ain't tired]
It's Kanye's workout plan [But I hope not,'cuz on this one I need ya]
His woooorrrrkkoouut plan [to give me a soul clap ok? double time]
That's right put in work [Woo!]
Move your ass, go berserk [Ow!]
Eat your salad, no dessert
Get that man you deserve
That's right put in work [Put in work]
Move your ass, go beserk [Go beserk]
Eat your salad, no dessert [No dessert]
Get that man you deserve [You hear, uh]
That's right put in work [That's right put in work]
Move your ass, go beserk[Go beserk]
Eat your salad, no dessert [Eat your salad, no dessert]
Get that man you deserve [Woo!]
[Okay, okay, okay, that's, that'd be good] *Applause and cheering*
[I appreciate your time]
I want to see you work out for me
Woah
yeah
[Swizz]
Welcome to the jungle
Welcome to the jungle well (x2)
(Kanye West)
I asked her where she wanna be when she 25.
She turned around and looked at me and said “alive”
(Swizz)
Welcome to the jungle, welcome to the jungle well
(Jay-Z)
Black Axl Rose, Move halfs and wholes
Come down to the jungle, Just ask for Hov
Move blocks and squares, Move apples and pears
Work pots and pans, Just to cop me some Airs
My uncle died, My Daddy did too
Paralyzed by the pain, I can barely move
My nephew gone, My heart is torn
Sometimes I look to the sky, Ask why I was born
My faith in God, Every day is hard
Every night is worse, That’s why I pray so hard
(Kanye West)
Why I pray so hard, This is crazy God
Just when I thought I had everything, I lost it all
So que sera, Get a case of Syrah
Let it chase the pain, Before it goes too far
(Jay-Z)
My dreams is big, Reality set in
Let off a clip from a automatic weapon,
Through shots in the door, it died in Vegas
Though it fought so hard, I knew it wouldn’t make it
I’m a tortured soul, I live in disguise
Rest in peace to the leader of the Jackson 5
I died in my sleep, I’m still Big Pimpin
I ball at the mall, Beginning of the ending
Where the f*ck is the sun?
It’s been a while, Momma, look at ya son
What happened to my smile?
My tears is tatted My rag in my pocket
I’m just looking for love, I know somebody got it
Champagne for the pain, Weed for the low
God damn I’m so high, Where the f*ck did I go?
I’m losing myself, I’m stuck in the moment
I look in the mirror, My only opponent
Where the f*ck is the press? Where the f*ck is the Pres?
Either they know or don’t care I’m f**king depressed
No crying in public, Just lying to judges
Risking my life, I’m already dying, so f*ck it well
(Swizz)
Welcome to the jungle, welcome to the jungle well
And all my people thats drug dealin jus to get by stack ya money till it gets sky high
We wasnt supposed to make it past 25 but the jokes on you we still alive
Throw your hands up in the sky and say we don't care what people say
If this is your first time hearing this
You are about to experience something cold man
We never had nothing handed took nothing for granted
Took nothing from no man, man i'm my own man
But as a shorty i looked up to the dopeman
Only adult man i knew that wasnt a broke man
Flickin starter coats man, Man you ount no man
We don't care what people say
This is for my niggas outside all winter
Cuz this summer they aint finna to say next summer im finna
Sittin in the hood like community colleges
This dope money here is Lil Treys scholarship
Cause aint no to tuition for havin no ambition
And aint no loans for sittin your ass at home
So we forced to sell crack rap and get a job
You gotta do something man your ass is grown
Drug dealin jus to get by stack ya money till it gets sky high
Kids Sing Kids Sing
We wasnt supposed to make it past 25 but the jokes on you we still alive
Throw your hands up in the sky and say we don't care what people say
The second verse is for my dogs working 9 to 5
That still hustle cause a nigga can't shine off $6.55
And everybody selling make-up, Jacobs
And bootleg tapes just to get they cake up
We put shit on layaway then come back
We claim other people kids on our income tax
We take that money cop work than push packs to get paid
And we don't care what people say
Momma say she wanna move south
Scratchin lottery tickets Eyes on a new house
Around the same time Doe ran up in dudes house
Couldnt get a job
So since he couldnt get work he figured hed take work
The drug game bolemic its hard to get weight
So niggas money is homo its hard to get straight
So we gon keep baking to the day we get cake.
And we dont care what people say
My Niggas
Drug dealin jus to get by stack ya money till it gets sky high
Kids Sing Kids Sing
We wasnt supposed to make it past 25 but the jokes on you we still alive
Throw your hands up in the sky and say we don't care what people say
You know the kids gonna act a fool
When you stop the programs for after school
And they DCFS them some of them dislecsic
They favorite 50 Cent song's 12 Questions
We scream, rock, blows, weed park
so now we smart
We aint retards the way teachers thought
Hold up hold fast we make mo'cash
Now tell my momma i belong in the slow class
It's bad enough we on welfare
You trying to put me on the school bus with the space for the wheel chair
Im trying to get the car with the chromy wheels here
You tryin to cut our lights like we dont live here
Look at whats handed us our fatheres abandoned us
When we get the hammers gone and call the ambulance
Sometimes i feel no one in this world understands us
But we dont care what people say
My Niggas
drug dealin jus to get by stack ya money till it gets sky high
Kids Sing Kids Sing
We wasnt supposed to make it past 25 but the jokes on you we still alive
(Kanye West)
Hello, can I speak to, uh
Uh, yeah, you know who you are
You have no idea what you're dealin' with
Somethin' on some of this realest shit
Pop some nines, so I give you the Fifth
Somethin', somethin', yeah
That's my bitch
That's my bitch
Sh-shorty right there? That's my bitch
That's my bitch
I been waitin' for a long, long time
Just to get off and throw my hands up high
And live my life, and live my life
Just to get off and throw my hands up high
I paid for them titties, get your own
It ain't safe in the city, watch the throne
She say I care more about them "Basquiones"
Basquiats, she learnin' a new word, it's yacht
Blew the world up soon as I hit the club wit' her
Too Short called, told me "I fell in love wit' her"
Seen by actors, ballplayers, and drug dealers
And some lesbians that never loved niggas
Twisted love story, true romance
Mary Magdalene, from a pole dance
I'm a freak, huh? Rockstar life
The second girl wit' us? That's our wife
Hey, boys and girls, I got a new riddle
Who's the new old perm just tryn' play second fiddle?
No disrespect, I'm not tryna belittle
But my dick worth money, I put moanie in the middle
Where she at, in the middle
(Elly Jackson)
I been waitin' for a long, long time
Just to get off and throw my hands up high
And live my life, and live my life
Just to get off and throw my hands up high (High, high, high)
(Silly little vixen, mixes 'til mornin')
(Not swervin', ohh, yeah)
(Swore you never strolled on a bottle of that potion)
(Stop motion, ooh, yeah)
(Jay-Z)
Go harder than a nigga for a nigga, go figure
Told me "Keep my own money" if we ever did split up
How could somethin' so gangsta be so pretty in pictures?
With jeans and a blazer and some Louboutin slippers
Uh, Picasso was alive, he woulda made her
That's right, nigga, Mona Lisa can't fade her
I mean Marilyn Monroe, she's quite nice
But why all the pretty icons always all white?
Back to my Beyonces
You deserve three stacks for the Andre
Call Larry Gagosian, you belong in mo-seums
You belong in binges, clothes, rushin' the whole building
You belong with niggas who used to be known for dope-dealin'
You too dope for any of those civilians
Now, shoo, Trigger, stop lookin' at 'er tense
Getcha own dog, ya heard? That's my bitch
I been waitin' for a long, long time
Just to get off and throw my hands up high
And live my life, and live my life
Just to get off and throw my hands up high
(Silly little vixen, mixes 'til modern)
(Not swervin', ohh, yeah)
(Swore you never strolled on a bottle of that potion)
(Stop motion, ooh, yeah)
You have no idea what you're dealin' with
Somethin' on some of this realest shit
Pop some nines, so I give you the Fifth
Somethin', somethin', yeah
That's my bitch
That's my bitch
Sh-shorty right there? That's my bitch
Baby, It's me... Maybe I bore you
No, No it's my fault cause I can't afford you
Maybe baby Puffy, Jay Z
Could all be better for you
Cause all I could do was love you
Baby when I used to love you
There's nuttin that I wouldn't do
I'd twist through the fire for you
Anything you asked me to
But I'm tired of living this lie
It's getting harder to justify
I realize that I just don't love you
Not like I used to
Holla Holla Holla (yeaaahh)
Holla holla holla (yeah, yeah, uh, uh)
Maybe I should rob somebody
So we could live like
Whitney and Bobby
It's probably my fault
My bad, My loss
You are the cause
All I could do was love you
Baby when i used to love you
There's nothing that I wouldn't do
I'd twist through the fire for you
Anything you asked me to
But I'm tired of living this lie
It's getting harder to justify
I realize that I just don't love you
Not like I used to
Holla Holla Holla (yeaaahh)
Holla holla holla (yeah, yeah)
Oh! I used to (wheeen I used to)
Love you (used to... Love you)
Oh! But I don't (baby no not any more... I don't love you)
Love you (noooo, used to ... love you)
Oh! I used to
used to love you
You're gonna miss me now...
I gotta testify, come up in the spot looking extra fly
For the day I die, I'mma touch the sky
Gotta testify, come up in the spot looking extra fly
For the day I die, I'mma touch the sky
Back when they thought pink polo's would hurt the Roc,
Before Cam got the shit to pop, the doors was closed.
I felt like Bad Boy's street team, I couldn't work the Lox (locks).
Now let's go.
Take 'em back to the plan...
Me and my momma hopped in the U-Haul van.
Any pessimists I ain't talked to them,
Plus, I ain't have no phone in my apartment.
Let's take 'em back to the club.
Least about an hour I would stand on line,
I just wanted to dance.
I went to Jacob an hour after I got my advance.
I just wanted to shine.
Jay's favorite line: "Dog, in due time"
Now he look at me, like "Damn, dog, you where I am"
A hip hop legend.
I think I died in an accident, cause this must be heaven.
Now let's take 'em high-igh-igh-igh-igh-igh la la la la la la la
(Top of the world, baby. T-Top of the world)
Now let's take 'em high-igh-igh-igh-igh-igh la la la la la la la
(Top of the world, baby. T-Top of the world)
Back when Gucci was the shit to rock,
Back when Slick Rick got the shit to pop,
I'd do anything to say "I got it".
Damn, them new loafers hurt my pocket.
Before anybody wanted K-West beats,
Me and my girl split the buffet at KFC.
Dog, I was having nervous breakdowns,
Like "Damn, these niggas that much better than me?"
Baby, I'm going on an airplane,
And I don't know if I'll be back again.
Sure enough, I sent the plane tickets,
But when she came to kick it, things became different.
Any girl I cheated on, sheets I skeeted on.
I couldn't keep it home, I thought I needed a Nia Long.
I'm trying to write my wrongs,
But it's funny these same wrongs helped me write this song.
Now,
I gotta testify, come up in the spot looking extra fly
For the day you die, You gonna touch the sky
(You gonna touch the sky babygirl!) Testify, come up in the spot
Looking extra fly
For the day you die, You gonna touch the sky
Yes, yes, yes guess who's on third?
Lupe still like Lupin the Third.
Hear life here till I'm beer on the curb
Peach fuzz buzz but beard on the verge
Slow it down like we're on the serve
Bottle-shaped body like Mrs. Butterworth's.
But, before you say another word,
I'm back on the block like a man on the street.
I'm trying to stop lying like a Mum-Ra,
But I'm not lying when I'm laying on the beat.
Engarde, Touch© Lupe cool as the Unthar,
But I still feel as possessed as a gun charge.
I come as correct as a porn star,
In a fresh pair of steps and my best foreign car.
So, I represent the first.
Now, let me end my verse right where the horns are like
(We back at home, baby)
Sky high
I'm, I'm sky high
I'm, I'm sky high
I'm, I'm sky high
I'm, I'm sky high
I'm, I'm sky high
Sky, Sky high
I'm, I'm sky high
Yeah! (Keep it rollin)
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Get low Bus
Who be the King of the Sound?
Busta Bus back to just put a lock on a town
Lot of my ****** be comin' from miles around
See they be comin' 'cause they know how the God get down
Turn it up
Now you know who holdin' the throne, so gimme the crown
****** solutin' and tryin' to give me a pound
I don't really **** with you ******, you ****** is clown
Makin' the ******* strippin', throw they **** on the ground
Get low Bus
Now that's the way that it goes
When we up in the spot, the *** be flooded with hoes
See, we a make it hot, the chicks will come out their clothes
That's when you get it, mami already know, I suppose
Turn it up
Shorty wildin' and shorty open, she beastin' it out
For the record, just a second, I'm freakin' it out
While she tryin' to touch, see, I was peepin' it out
She turned around and was tryin' to put my **** in her mouth
I let her
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Get low Bus
And as we started, got me ringing her bell
When I come I be doin' it and doin' it well
Then I beat up the ******* and be makin' it swell
Tryin' to hide the smell of the sex, spraying on the Chanel
Turn it up
Then they tried to walk with a strut, so no one could tell
How a ***** got in they ****, made everything jail
Now the tickle wild like a nut, she blowin' my cell
Can't get enough of the kid, I put her under my spell
Get low Bus
It's crowded mami, move it along
If you know you 'bout it then get to removin' your thong
To the whip in back of the truck that's where you belong
After the Yac, see the type of raunchy ****, they be on
Turn it up
Street ****** respect it because my movement is strong
'Cause we consistently reppin', see my money is long
All my ****** is with me, see how they singin' the song
Plus how we give you the stick and we be ******* along
I let her
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Get low Bus
The God of the black, see that I'm back
Every single time that I drop, the **** is a wrap
For the ****** hatin' the kid, I'm close to strap
'Cause all these ****** wanna come talk to sit on my lap
Turn it up
Everytime I give you bang **** to knock in your whip
***** always do his thing, ***** lockin' the strip
Lot of mami's is dancin' and they shakin' they hips
After that they get low and put the thing on their lips
I let them
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, babe, watch it
(Unh, can the headphones go louder?)
(KANYE WEST! )
(Swag King Cole)
(DJ KHALED! )
[Kanye West]
Can't a young nigga get money anymore?
Tell PETA my mink is draggin' on the floor
Can I have a bad bitch wit'out no flaws
Come to meet me wit'out no drawers?
Dinner with Anna Wintour, racin' wit' Anja Rubik
I told you ma'fuckers it was more than the music
In the projects one day to Project Runway
We done heard all that loud-ass talkin', we used to it
I'm from where shorties fucked up, double-cupped up
Might even kill somebody and YouTube it
So whoever think they words affect me is too stupid
And if you could do it better than me, then you do it
We flyer than the parakeet, floatin' wit' no parachute
Six thousand-dollar pair of shoes, we made it to the Paris news!
Don't talk about style, 'cause I embarrass you
Shut the fuck up when you talk to me 'fore I embarrass you
Can't a young nigga get money anymore?
Tell PETA my mink is draggin' on the floor
Can I have a bad bitch wit'out no flaws
Come to meet me wit'out no drawers?
And the whole industry wanna fuck yo' old chick
Only nigga I got respect for is Wiz
And I'll admit, I fell in love with Kim
'Round the same time she had fell in love wit' him
Well, that's cool, baby girl, do ya thing
Lucky I ain't have Jay drop 'I'm from the team
La familia, Roc Nation
We in the buildin', but still keep it basement
Flyer than the parakeet, floatin' wit' no parachute
Six thousand-dollar pair of shoes, I made it to the Paris news
Don't talk about style, 'cause I embarrass you
Shut the fuck up when you talk to me 'fore I embarrassed you
G.O.O.D. Music, we fresh, we fresh
Anything else, we detest, detest
Bitch-ass niggas got ass and breasts
All that said, lemme ask this quest'
Can't a young nigga get money anymore?
Tell PETA my mink is draggin' on the floor
Can I have a bad bitch wit'out no flaws
Come to meet me wit'out...
Don't talk to me 'bout style, nigga, I'll ma'fuckin' embarrass you
Talkin' 'bout clothes, I'll ma'fuckin' embarrass you
Hollin' 'bout some hoes, I'll ma'fuckin' embarrass you
Way too cold, I promise you'll need some Theraflu
(Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh) Get the Theraflu
(Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh) Get the Theraflu
(Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh, uh-uh, uh-uh)
[Hook: Marsha Ambrosius]
The storm is on the horizon
I'm standing here alone
Got a pistol on my hip
And it's gon' be some shit
If you want it then bring it on
See I'm a motherfuckin' soldier
And I'mma be here till it's done
And when they asking who I'm is, shit
You just tell them that I'm the one
(One, one, one)
Tell them that I'm the one
(One, one, one)
You just tell them that I'm the one
(One, one, one)
Tell them that I'm the one
(One, one, one)
You just tell them that I'm the one
[Verse 1: Kanye West]
I'm the one, baby
Yeah, I'm the one, baby
Since God gave his only begotten son, baby
It's hard preachin' the gospel to the slums lately
So I had to put the church on the drums, baby
You on a run, baby
You on a run, baby
You think you free but you a slave to the funds, baby
You think you me, but you ain't me, what you done lately?
Mmhm that's cool but I been runnin on the sun, baby
We on a galaxy that haters cannot visit
That's my reality so get off my Scott Disick
If you ever held a title belt you would know how Michael felt
Tyson, Jackson, Jordan – Michael Phelps
Yeahhh, had to take it to another 'round
Cause everything around me got me underwhelmed
Best way to describe my position is at the helm
Best way to describe my new whip – Yeeeaaaalmmm
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Big Sean]
I told Detroit I'mma fuckin' get it
I told my brother we'll be fuckin' winnin'
Ye told me I'm the man for the job
So I told my mom, call her's up and tell 'em that she quittin'
Started off in that Chevrolet, but it's Ferraris I gotta drive
Work it, make it, do it, makes us
Harder, better, faster, stronger
(Work it harder, make it better)
N-n-now that that don't kill me
(Do it faster, makes us stronger)
Can only make me stronger
(More than ever ever after)
I need you to hurry up now
(Our work is never over)
?Cause I can't wait much longer
(Work it harder, make it better)
I know I got to be right now
(Do it faster, makes us stronger)
?Cause I can?t get much wronger
(More than ever ever after)
Man I?ve been waitin' all night now
(Our work is never over)
That's how long I?ve been on ya
Work it harder, make it better
Do it faster, makes us stronger
(I need you right now)
More than ever ever after
Our work is
(I need you right now)
Let?s get lost tonight
You could be my black Kate Moss tonight
Play secretary I'm the boss tonight
And you don't give a f*** what they all say, right?
Awesome, the Christian in Christian Dior
Damn they don't make 'em like this anymore
I ask ?cause I'm not sure
Do anybody make real **** anymore?
Bow in the presence of greatness
?Cause right now thou has forsaken us
You should be honored by my lateness
That I would even show up to this fake sh**
So go ahead go nuts, go ape sh**
Specially in my Pastel and my Bape sh**
Act like you can't tell who made this new gospel
Homey take six and take this, haters
(Work it harder, make it better)
N-n-now that that don't kill me
(Do it faster, makes us stronger)
Can only make me stronger
(More than ever ever after)
I need you to hurry up now
(Our work is never over)
?Cause I can't wait much longer
(Work it harder, make it better)
I know I got to be right now
(Do it faster, makes us stronger)
?Cause I can?t get much wronger
(More than ever ever after)
Man I?ve been waitin' all night now
(Our work is never over)
That's how long I?ve been on ya
Work it harder, make it better
Do it faster, makes us stronger
(I need you right now)
More than ever ever after
Our work is
(I need you right now)
(Me likey)
I don't know if you got a man or not
If you made plans or not
If God put me in ya plans or not
I'm trippin', this drink got me sayin' a lot
But I know that God put you in front of me
So how the hell could you front on me?
There's a thousand you's, there's only one of me
I'm trippin' I'm caught up in the moment, right?
'Cause this is Louis Vuitton dime night
So we gon' do everything that Kan like
Heard they'd do anything for a Klondike
Well I?d do anything for a blonde ****
And she'll do anything for the limelight
And we'll do anything when the time's right
Uh, baby you're makin' it
(Harder, better, faster, stronger)
(Work it harder, make it better)
N-n-now that that don't kill me
(Do it faster, makes us stronger)
Can only make me stronger
(More than ever ever after)
I need you to hurry up now
(Our work is never over)
?Cause I can't wait much longer
(Work it harder, make it better)
I know I got to be right now
(Do it faster, makes us stronger)
?Cause I can?t get much wronger
(More than ever ever after)
Man I?ve been waitin' all night now
(Our work is never over)
That's how long I?ve been on ya
Work it harder, make it better
Do it faster, makes us stronger
(I need you right now)
More than ever ever after
Our work is
(I need you right now)
You know how long I?ve been on ya?
Since Prince was on Apollonia
Since OJ had isotoners
Don't act like I never told ya
Don't act like I never told ya
Don't act like I never told ya
Don't act like I never told ya
Don't act like I never told ya
Uh, baby you're making it
(Harder, better, faster, stronger)
(Work it harder, make it better)
N-n-now that that don't kill me
(Do it faster, makes us stronger)
Can only make me stronger
(More than ever ever after)
I need you to hurry up now
(Our work is never over)
?Cause I can't wait much longer
(Work it harder, make it better)
I know I got to be right now
(Do it faster, makes us stronger)
?Cause I can?t get much wronger
(More than ever ever after)
Man I?ve been waitin' all night now
(Our work is never over)
That's how long I?ve been on ya
Work it harder, make it better
Do it faster, makes us stronger
(I need you right now)
More than ever ever after
Our work is
(I need you right now)
Work it harder, make it better
Do it faster, makes us stronger
(I need you right now)
More than ever ever after
Our work is
(I need you right now)
You know how long I?ve been on ya?
Since Prince was on Apollonia
Since OJ had isotoners
Don't act like I never told ya
You know how long I?ve been on ya?
Since Prince was on Apollonia
Since OJ had isotoners
Don't act like I never told ya
What a world that I'm livin' in
Will the rainstorms ever end?
Still I feel my path narrow I run again
See happiness is gone again
And then you see 'em gray clouds up above, man
Metaphor to my life, man
Still I feel my heart stronger then it's ever been
Strong will to my journey ends
'Til then I roll more then I've ever rolled
Not pills but the marioll
Still I feel my eyes heavy when the days go
Nothing helping with my head dose
But I ain't sleepin', awake in another state
Livin' in a new space
Still I feel my mind runnin' at a steady pace
God help me so I'll win the race
'Til then I call
The sky might fall, the sky might fall
But I'm not worried at all
Come on, come on
The sky might fall, the sky might fall
But I'm not worried at all
Hey, hey, I let 'em know some
I let 'em know some, I let 'em know some
You can listen up, listen up, listen up, listen up
Hey, I let 'em know some
I let 'em know some, I let 'em know some
You can listen up, listen up, listen up, listen up
Grey clouds took together fam
Lining piercing to another land
Over the desert wit' the lost play
Soul searching each in every way
An then you see the
Awesome sounds so profound within it'll grip you
You can see it if you hear, you can feel it too
Somethin' special I am runnin' to
'Til then I go away, very far away
To another universe where all people say
Its a new, new place for the special to embrace
Like a Martian you seein' it wandered out the place
Take what you need from the valley of the hopeful
Even if you dry you'll be floatin' high above it
You can say bye, bye, bye
Sky might be fallin' but remember you can fly high
The sky might fall, the sky might fall
But I'm not worried at all
Come on, come on
The sky might fall, the sky might fall
But I'm not worried at all
Hey, hey, I let 'em know some
I let 'em know some, I let 'em know some
You can listen up, listen up, listen up, listen up
Hey, I let 'em know some
I let 'em know some, I let 'em know some
You can listen up, listen up, listen up, listen up
I keep runnin', yeah, I gotta keep up, gotta keep up
Yeah, gotta keep up, gotta keep up
And I keep runnin', yeah, I gotta keep up, gotta keep up
Yeah, gotta keep up, I gotta keep up, yeah
'Cause I'm gone, yeah, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
I'm up and away, na, na, na, na
[Chorus: x4]
Oh when it all, it all falls down
I'm telling you ohh, it all falls down
[Verse 1: Kanye West]
Man I promise, she's so self conscious
She has no idea what she's doing in college
That major that she majored in don't make no money
But she won't drop out, her parents will look at her funny
Now, tell me that ain't insecurrre
The concept of school seems so securrre
Sophmore three yearrrs ain't picked a careerrr
She like fuck it, I'll just stay down herre and do hair
Cause that's enough money to buy her a few pairs of new Airs
Cause her baby daddy don't really care
She's so precious with the peer pressure
Couldn't afford a car so she named her daughter Alexus
She had hair so long that it looked like weave
Then she cut it all off now she look like Eve
And she be dealing with some issues that you can't believe
Single black female addicted to retail and well
[Chorus x2: w/ Kanye ad-libs]
[Verse 2: Kanye West]
Man I promise, I'm so self conscious
That's why you always see me with at least one of my watches
Rollies and Pasha's done drove me crazy
I can't even pronounce nothing, pass that versace!
Then I spent 400 bucks on this
Just to be like nigga you ain't up on this!
And I can't even go to the grocery store
Without some ones that's clean and a shirt with a team
It seems we living the american dream
But the people highest up got the lowest self esteem
The prettiest people do the ugliest things
For the road to riches and diamond rings
We shine because they hate us, floss cause they degrade us
We trying to buy back our 40 acres
And for that paper, look how low we a'stoop
Even if you in a Benz, you still a nigga in a coop/coupe
[Chorus: x2 w/ Kanye ad-libs]
[Verse 3: Kanye West]
I say fuck the police, that's how I treat em
We buy our way out of jail, but we can't buy freedom
We'll buy a lot of clothes when we don't really need em
Things we buy to cover up what's inside
Cause they make us hate ourself and love they wealth
That's why shortys hollering "where the ballas' at? "
Drug dealer buy Jordans, crackhead buy crack
And a white man get paid off of all of that
But I ain't even gon act holier than thou
Cause fuck it, I went to Jacob with 25 thou
Before I had a house and I'd do it again
Cause I wanna be on 106 and Park pushing a Benz
I wanna act ballerific like it's all terrific
I got a couple past due bills, I won't get specific
I got a problem with spending before I get it
We all self conscious I'm just the first to admit it
Now beat that
And your mothers sayin “go to college”
So u finish college and its wonderful
U feel so good
And after all the partying and crazing
And don’t forget about that drug habit u picked up at school bein around your peers
Hey now you’ll get that 25 thou, job a year and
You’ll spend all your money on crack cocaine, but it’ll be you’re your money
No more borrowin money from mom for my high
So now you get ur degree tattooed on your back your so excited about it
If u continue to work at the GAP, after several interviews, Oh my god!
You’ll come in at an entry level position and when u do that
If u kiss enough ass, you’ll move up to the next level
Which is being a secretary’s secretary!
And boy is that great, you get to take messages for the secretary
Who never went to college
Shes actually the bosses niece, so now your apart of the family
You know what college does for you?
It makes you really smart man
All you kids want to talk in the back of the class not me, I listened, ok
I was a hall monitor, This was meant to be,
You know how many classes I took, extra classes extra classes
No I’ve never had sex but you know what, my degree keeps me satisfied
When a lady walks to me says “hey u know whats sexy?”
School spirit motherfuckers
Alpha, step. Omega, step
Kappa, step. Sigma, step
Gangstas walk, pimps gon' talk
Oooh hecky naw that boy is raw
AKA, step. Delta, step
S G Rho, step. Zeta, step
Gangstas walk, pimps gon' talk
Oooh hecky naw that boy is raw
I'ma get on this TV, momma
I'ma, I'ma break shit down
I'ma make sure these light skinned niggaz
Never ever never come back in style
Told 'em I finished school, and I started my own business
They say, 'Oh you graduated?'
No, I decided I was finished
Chasin' y'all dreams and what you've got planned
Now I spit it so hot you got tanned
Back to school and I hate it there, I hate it there
Everything I want I gotta wait a year, I wait a year
This nigga graduated at the top of my class..
I went to Cheesecake, he was a motherfucking waiter there
I got a Jones like Norah for your sorror'
Bring more of them girls I've seen in the Aurora
Tammy, Becky, and Laura, or'a Shirley
I'm tryin' to hit it early, like I'm in a hurry
See, that's how dude became the young pootie tang tippy tow
Rocafella chain, yeah that's my rapper style
Rosary piece, yeah that's my Catholic style
Red and white One's, yeah that's my Kappa style
And I ain't even pledge
Crack my head on the steering wheel and I ain't even dead
If I could go through all that and still be breathing
Bitch bend over, I'm here for a reason
I feel a woo coming on, cuz. I feel a woo coming on, cuz
There it was
I feel some woos coming on, cuz. A couple woos coming on, cuz
WOO, WOO
There they was
I feel a woo coming on, cuz. I feel a woo coming on, cuz
There it was
A couple woos coming on, cuz. A couple woos coming on, cuz
WOO, WOO
And I always find, yeah, I always find something wrong
You been putting up with my shit just way too long
I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most
So I think it's time for us to have a toast
Let's have a toast for the douchebags
Let's have a toast for the assholes
Let's have a toast for the scumbags
Every one of them that I know
Let's have a toast for the jerk-offs
That'll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Runaway fast as you can
She find pictures in my email
I sent this bitch a picture of my dick
I don't know what it is with females
But I'm not too good at that shit
See, I could have me a good girl
And still be addicted to them hood rats
And I just blame everything on you
At least you know that's what I'm good at
And I always find, yeah, I always find, yeah, I always find something wrong
You been putting up with my shit just way too long
I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most
So I think it's time for us to have a toast
Let's have a toast for the douchebags
Let's have a toast for the assholes
Let's have a toast for the scumbags
Every one of them that I know
Let's have a toast for the jerk-offs
That'll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Runaway fast as you can
Runaway from me, baby
Runaway, runaway from me, baby
Runaway I'm about to get crazy, then runaway
Use the thug plan, runaway as fast as you can
Runaway from me, baby
Runaway, runaway from me, baby
Runaway, I'm about to get crazy
Why can't she just runaway?
Baby I got a plan, runaway as fast as you can
24/7, 365, pussy stays on my mind
I-I-I did it, alright, alright, I admit it
Now pick your next move
You could leave or live with it
Ichabod Crane with that motherfucking top off
Split and go where? Back to wearing knockoffs, ha, ha
Knock it off, Neiman's, shop it off
Let's talk over Mai Tai's, waitress, top it off
Ho's like vultures, wanna fly in your Freddy loafers
You can't blame 'em, they ain't never seen Versace sofas
Every bag, every blouse, every bracelet
Comes with a price tag, baby, face it
You should leave if you can't accept the basics
Plenty ho's in the baller-nigger matrix
Invisibly set, the Rolex is faceless
I'm just young, rich and tasteless, P
Never was much of a romantic
I could never take the intimacy
And I know it did damage
'Cause the look in your eyes is killing me
I guess you knew another vantage
'Cause you could blame me for everything
And I don't know how I'ma manage
If one day you just up and leave
And I always find, yeah, I always find something wrong
You been putting up with my shit just way too long
I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most
So I think it's time for us to have a toast
Let's have a toast for the douchebags
Let's have a toast for the assholes
Let's have a toast for the scumbags
Every one of them that I know
Let's have a toast for the jerk-offs
That'll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
I know it's past visitin' hours
But can I please give her these flowers?
The doctor don't wanna take procedures
He claimed her heart can't take the anesthesia
It'll send her body into a seizure
The little thing by the hospital bed, it'll stop beepin'
Hey chick, I'm at a loss for words
What do you say at this time?
Remember when I was nine?
Tell her everythin' gon' be fine?
But I'd be lyin', the family cryin'
They want her to live, and she tryin'
I'm arguin' like what kind of doctor can we fly in
You know the best medicine go to people that's paid
If Magic Johnson got a cure for Aids
And all the broke muthafuckers past away
You tellin' me if my grandma's in the NBA
Right now she'd be okay?
But since she was just a secretary
Worked for the church for thirty five years
Things supposed to stop right here
My grandfather tryin' to pull it together, he's strong
That's where I get my confidence from
I asked the nurse, "Did you do the research?"
She ask me, "Can you sign some T-shirts?"
Bitch, is you smokin' reefer?
You know see that we hurt, but still
I smile, the roses come to see me
And I can't wait for a sunny day
I'm seein' it through your eyes
Can't wait for the clouds to break
Like outside of the emergency room, room
You can feel my heart beat, beat, beat
If she gon' pull through, we gon' find out soon
But right now she's sleep, sleep, sleep
My mama say, they say, "She could pass away any day"
Hey chick, what these doctors know anyway?
Let me see the X-Rays, I ain't no expert, I'm just hurt
Cousin Kim took off for work
Plus my aunt Shirley, aunt Beverly
Aunt Claire and aunt Jean
So many aunties, we could have an auntie team
Feel like Amerie, "It's this one thing"
When they said that she made it
Did you see the eyes gleam?
I think we at a all time high
To get there we run, we fly, we drive
'Cause with my family we know where home is
So instead of sendin' flowers, we the roses
I smile, roses come to see me
And I can't wait for a sunny day
Seein' it through your eyes
Can't wait for the clouds to break
Oh, who will bring the sunshine?
Ooh, I smile, roses come to see me
And I can't wait for a sunny day
Seein' it through your eyes
Can't wait for the clouds to break
I smile, when roses come to see me[Incomprehensible]
'Cause roses brings the sunshine, say
Can't wait, I can't wait, aah
Can't wait, I can't wait, aah
Can't wait, I can't wait, no can't wait
Oh, for a sunny day, tell you mama can't wait
For the cloud to break, oh, no, no
Say, tellin' you the truth now
Sir, I can't wait, ah ah
VERSE 1
'Bout the baddest girl I ever seen
Straight up outta movie scene
Who knew she was a drama queen
That'd turn my life to Stephen King's
up late night like she on patrol
checkin everything like i'm on parole
I told her it's some things she don't need to know
She never let it go, oh
Hook
Okay, okay, okay okay, you'll never stop it now
Ya never stop it now
Okay, okay, okay, you'll never stop it now
You need to drop it now, DROP IT DROP IT
Cause I don't want no ROBOCOP
You movin' like a ROBOCOP
When did you become a ROBOCOP
No, I don't need no ROBOCOP
VERSE 2
Just looking at your history
You're like the girl from Misery
She said she ain't take it to this degree
Well let's agree to disagree
Shorty kinda crazy but it turn me on
Keep it up enough to keep it going on
I told her it's some things she don't need to know
She never let it go, oh
HOOK
Okay, okay, okay, okay
You'll never stop it now
Ya never stop it now
Okay, okay, okay, you will never stop it now
You need to drop it now, DROP IT DROP IT
Cause I don't want no ROBOCOP
You movin' like a ROBOCOP
When did you become a ROBOCOP
Somebody please make it stop
VERSE #3
Stop, Drop, Roll, Pop
Bitch, I'm cold,
I, ain't used to bein told stop
so i could never be your Ro-bot
fast or slow you could stay or could go
na na that ya know na na that ya know
yea i had her befor but that happen befo
you get mad when you know
so just dont ask me no more
HOOK
Okay
Okay
Okay (uh uh)
It ain't okay, okay, okay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay (UH)
you spoiled little LA girl
you're just an LA girl
you spoiled little LA girl
you're just an LA girl
you spoiled little LA girl
you're just an LA girl(ya need ta stop it now)
you spoiled little LA girl
you're just an LA girl(ya need ta stop it now)
oh ya kidding me
you must be joking or you are smoking
oh oh you're kidding me
ah you're kidding me ha ha that was a good one
your first good one in a while
your first good one in a while ya need ta stop it now
ya need ta stop it now
I’m livin’ in the 21st century
Doin’ something mean to it
Do it better than anybody you ever seen do it
Screams from the haters, got a nice ring to it
I guess every superhero need his theme music
No one man should have all that power
The clock’s tickin’, I just count the hours
Stop trippin’, I’m trippin’ off the power
(21st century schizoid man)
The system broken, the schools closed, the prisons open
We ain’t got nothin’ to lose, ma’f-cka, we rollin’
Huh? Ma’f-cka, we rollin’
With some light-skinned girls and some Kelly Rowlands
In this white man’s world, we the ones chosen
So goodnight, cruel world, I see you in the mornin’
Huh? I see you in the mornin’
This is way too much, I need a moment
No one man should have all that power
The clock’s tickin’, I just count the hours
Stop trippin’, I’m trippin’ off the power
‘Til then, f-ck that, the World’s ours
And then they (Go)
And then they
And then they (Go)
And then they (21st century schizoid man)
F-ck SNL and the whole cast
Tell ‘em Yeezy said they can kiss my whole ass
More specifically, they can kiss my asshole
I’m an asshole? You n-ggas got jokes
You short-minded n-ggas’ thoughts is Napoleon
My furs is Mongolian, my ice brought the goalies in
Now I embody every characteristic of the egotistic
He know, he so, f-ckin’ gifted
I just needed time alone, with my own thoughts
Got treasures in my mind but couldn’t open up my own vault
My childlike creativity, purity and honesty
Is honestly being prodded by these grown thoughts
Reality is catchin’ up with me
Takin’ my inner child, I’m fighting for it, custody
With these responsibilities that they entrusted me
As I look down at my dia-mond-encrusted piece
N-gga, no one man should have all that power
The clock’s tickin’, I just count the hours
Stop trippin’, I’m trippin’ off the power
‘Til then, f-ck that, the World’s ours
And then they (Go)
And then they
And then they (Go)
And then they
And then they (Go)
And then they (21st century schizoid man)
Colin Powells, Austin Powers
Lost in translation with a whole f-ckin’ nation
They say I was the obamanation (abomination) of Obama’s nation
Well, that’s a pretty bad way to start the conversation
At the end of day, goddammit, I’m killin’ this sh-t
I know damn well y’all feelin’ this sh-t
I don’t need yo’ p-ssy, bitch, I’m on my own d-ck
I ain’t gotta power trip, who you goin’ home with?
How ‘Ye doin’? I’m survivin’
I was drinkin’ earlier, now I’m drivin’
Where the bad bitches, huh? Where ya hidin’?
I got the power, make yo’ life so excitin’ (So excitin’)
Now this would be a beautiful death
Jumpin’ out the window
Lettin’ everything go
Lettin’ everything go
N-now-now this would be a beautiful death
Jumpin’ out the window
Lettin’ everything go
Lettin’ everything go
Now this would be a beautiful death
Jumpin’ out the window
Lettin’ everything go
Lettin’ everything go
[Verse 1]
Spit it till you say lil West's a little beast
And make the middle west blow like the Middle East
PEACE
Peace, couldn't afford the S-Class
So I had to cop the baby mama benz JEEP
We'll put 50 I get this on the first take
But that 50'll break the bank
Back when my ATM was crazy slim
Had a girl nickname sprewell 'cause when I tried to stop
She still made me spend
Back when Avies was in, my dog crazy kid had eighty of them
It's time to hit the dance floor get crazy again
And get that +CashMoney+ like Baby and Slim
Pull up in something tinted, so tinted she squinted
Fuck these rappers...
Pussy actors...
Looking at the cover...
Thinking how to fuck half of these bitches get a deal
Now raise your hands if you feel me
But I don't really care if you don't
I gotta get that fame even if it kill me
But I know it will probably won't
Step up in my rap game but I really don't have to
They are rapping like they gotta I am rapping like I have to
She'd be giving me the looks
You better cough your chick cause she is after hook
Oh yeah she is super bad super bad
She is looking super good super good
I tell her leave your man leave your man
She said I know I should I know I should
You look so fine
You've been on my mind
Maybe we can spend some time
Maybe we can press rewind
And do it over again do it over again
[Hook]
Not enough time in one lifetime
To love you like you deserve
Not enough time in one lifetime
To love you like you deserve
[Verse 1]
Not a minute more
Not a second more
Not a though
Watchu waitin for?
Never nah, no, say
Takin off time
Takin off day
Whatchu fightin for?
When yo booty flow
Who that known it though
Whatchu waitin for?
If you runnin from love
You love her like that
You runnin' from nuns
She running right back
Because it's
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
And I'm on a road
And I'm backin? No
To love you no more
To look back and forth
Till you got it from the
You got it what what
Baba ba ba baa
One a 44
Till I'm on the road
Till you know
I know we would know
Till a I'm backin' on up
I'm makin mine
Till I cannot stop in the night
[Bridge]
Oh oh yeah
Oh yeah
Throw your hands up
Uh, (?) throw your hands up
And keep em up now
And keep em up high
No no no
Baby no
And we ain't goin' down baby
Oh no no
No, we ain't goin' down
You gotta keep em up high, high
And we ain't going down baby
[Verse 3]
Walla boom mena
I've been on that money
Days of the (?)
Money done side
Paper lined up all fallin'
And they linin club poppin'
And they down to throw
I'm just zonin'
Eh... nah
Actin' like purple salt
I've been on that rhyme till I get it now
Puffin up
Making money
Grindin paper
[Jay-Z]
So I ball so hard muhf*ckas wanna fine me
But first ni**as gotta find me
What's 50 grand to a muhf*ka like me
Can you please remind me?
Ball so hard, this sh*t crazy
Ya'll don't know that don't sh*t phase me
The Nets could go 0-82 and I look at you like this sh*t gravy
Ball so hard, this sh*t weird
We ain't even spose to be here,
Ball so hard, Since we here
It's only right that we be fair
Psycho, I'm liable to be go Michael
Take your pick, Jackson, Tyson, Jordan, Game 6
Ball so hard, got a broke clock, Rolleys that don't tick tok
Audemars thats losing time, Hidden behind all these big rocks
Ball so hard, I'm shocked too, I'm supposed to be locked up too
If you escaped what I've escaped
You'd be in Paris getting f*cked up too
Ball so hard, let's get faded, Le Meurice for like 6 days
Gold bottles, scold models, Spillin' Ace on my sick J's
B**ch behave, Just might let you meet Ye,
Chi towns D. Rose, I'm movin' the Nets to BK
[Hook]
Ball so hard muhf*ckas wanna fine me
That sh*t crazy (x6)
[Kanye West]
She said Ye can we get married at the mall?
I said look you need to crawl 'fore you ball
Come and meet me in the bathroom stall
And show me why you deserve to have it all
That sh*t crazy, Ain't it Jay?
What she order, fish filet
Your whip so cold, this old thing
Act like you'll ever be around muhf***as like this again
Bougie girl, grab her hand
F**k ol girl she don't wanna dance
Excuse my French but I'm in France (I'm just sayin)
Prince William's ain't do it right if you ask me
Cause if I was him I would have married Kate &a; Ashley
What's Gucci my ni**a?
What's Louie my killa?
What's drugs my deala?
What's that jacket, Margiela?
Doctors say I'm the illest
Cause I'm suffering from realness
Got my niggas in Paris
And they going gorillas, huh!
[Jay-Z]
ball so hard muhf*ckas wanna fine me
ball so hard muhf*ckas wanna fine me
[Kanye West]
You are now watching the throne
Don't let me get in my zone (x3)
These other niggaas is lyin
Actin' like the summer ain't mine
[Jay-Z]
I got that hot bitch in my home
[Kanye West]
You know how many hot b**ches I own
Don't let me in my zone (x4)
The stars is in the building
They hands is to the ceiling
I know I'm bout to kill it
How you know, I got that feeling
You are now watching the throne
Don't let me into my zone (x2)
[Jay-Z & Kanye West]
[Kanye West]
Yeah, uh
(Sun in the sky)
(You know how I feel)
Me and the RZA connect
(Breeze driftin’ on by)
Yeah, me and the RZA connect
(Breeze driftin’ on by)
(It’s a new life for me)
(For me, for me)
(Oooh, oooh)
(And I’m feelin’ good)
And I’ll never let my son have an ego
He’ll be nice to everyone, wherever we go
I mean, I might even make ‘em be Republican
So everybody know he love white people
And I’ll never let ‘em leave his college girlfriend
And get caught up with the groupies in the whirlwind
And I’ll never let ‘em ever hit the telethon
I mean even if people dyin’ and the world ends
See, I just want ‘im to have an easy life, not like Yeezy life
Just want ‘im to be someone people like
Don’t want ‘im to be hated, all the time judged
Don’t be like your daddy that would never budge
And I’ll never let ‘im ever hit a strip club
I learned the hard way, that ain’t the place to get love
And I’ll never let his mom move to L.A.
Knowin’ she couldn’t take the pressure, now we all pray
(Sun in the sky)
(You know how I feel)
(Breeze driftin’ on by)
(Breeze driftin’ on by)
(It’s a new life for me)
Me and the RZA connect
(For me, for me)
Me and the RZA connect (Oooh, oooh)
(And I’m feelin’ good)
[Jay-Z]
Sorry junior, I already ruined ya
‘Cause you ain’t even alive, paparazzi pursuin’ ya
Sins of a father make yo’ life ten times harder
I just wanna take ya to a barber
Bondin’ on charters, all the shit that I never did
Teach ya good values, so you cherish it
Took me 26 years to find my path
My only job is cuttin’ the time in half
So at 13 we’ll have our first drink together
Black bar mitzvahs, mazel tov, mogul talk
Look a man dead in his eyes
So he know you talk truth when you speak it, give your word, keep it
And if the day comes I only see him on the weekend
I just pray we was in love on the night that we conceived him
Promise to never leave him even if his mama tweakin’
Cause my dad left me and I promise never repeat him
Never repeat him, never repeat him
(Sun in the sky)
(You know how I feel)
(Breeze driftin’ on by)
(Breeze driftin’ on by)
(It’s a new life for me)
(For me, for me)
(Oooh, oooh)
(And I’m feelin’ good)
(Sun in the sky, you know how I feel)
(Breeze driftin’ on by, you know how I feel)
(Breeze driftin’ on by, you know how I feel)
(It’s a new life for me)
(It’s a new dawn, it’s a new day)
(It’s a new life for me)
(Oooh, oooh)
(And I’m feelin’…)
I've lived
Yes I've lived a life that's full
I've traveled each, and every highway
What more, and what's more than this -
It go my way, Chi-Way
This way or the highway
Shots'll lay you off on your day off, like Friday
The ROC got "-Ye" but they ain't snortin' it
They just got him up the base line recordin' shit
Yeah I've been broke
Now I'm good bitch
I ain't no Kennedy
But I'm hood rich
So I say my way to thank you to the ghetto
And everybody else, thank you very little
I took the road less traveled, the unbeaten path
I've been beatin', but never brokin' through the darkest past
It's sort of like when King spoke and said we free at last
Ain't nothin' free from that point, though
We needed cash
And we need it fast
We broker than Ethiopians just tryin' to eat at last
Now all the blacks cookin' up, they're almost white
'Cause gettin' green makes 'em tea just we almost white
Almost
I've lived
Yes I've lived a life that's full
I've traveled each, and every highway
What more, and what's more than this -
It go my way, Chi-Way
This way or the highway
Niggaz wanna diss K
On they're local mix-tapes
There they go again, lyin' to consumers
Get their hair cut in the little shop of rumors
Your lil' sloppy with your cockyness ain't ya
A little arrogant with all your compares
'Cause as far as the Chi
I got the most black sister beginnin' to rap
And nah, I ain't mentionin' that
Y'all just talk about my dough
How I left Chicago
How I'm the only one eatin'
Shut your pie whole
And wanna figure out why I'm gettin' it high though
Why? 'Cause you need fire, and I'm a pyro
When you prepare, would you copy what I do and say?
Only difference between you and me, you were gay
Ahhhhh, did he get his feelin's hurt?
Nahhhh, he's got titties under his shirt
I've lived
Yes I've lived a life that's full
I've traveled each, and every highway
What more, and what's more than this -
It go my way, Chi-Way
This way or the highway
When you walk straight, niggaz tend to look at you sideways
I say, Fuck that dog, I get my own way
Niggaz ain't believe me 'till they see me on t.v
And seen K freely, gettin' head on the freeway
Then passin' up Freeway, just like it's a relay
We stay 4 stars, all better
'Cause the couches in the rooms got, more leather
And we gon' flip Carter, when we could afford better
And back, before Benzes, when we could afford Jettas
You still dress (Ardjo), but only pay partial
Stay gettin' somethin' off lay-a-way at Marshall's
Polo and (Carbesher's), we into them things dogg
Back in '96 we was livin' like kings dogg
40 cals or better, tottin' them things dogg
So up the turkish snake, and take them rings off
I've lived
Yes I've lived a life that's full
I've traveled each, and every highway
What more, and what's more than this -
Yeah, this joint right here man, is for all my Blue Collar niggaz
In the Midwest goin' through our struggle
We know things could be better, huh
And we just want a little more
No matter how much I get
(I want more)
Even when I talk my shit
(I want more)
Every party on every list
And everybody want a life like this but still
(I want more)
No matter how much I get
(I want more)
Even when I talk my shit
(I want more)
Every party on every list
And everybody want a life like this but still
(I want more)
Look, now I ain't goin' for the okey-doke
You owe me dough, you better pay me like you know we broke
This industry be tryin' to strangle niggaz in the choke
You think these rappers rich? These niggaz out here sellin' dope
You think it's crazy sayin', "If I had what he had"
But if you had what he had, nigga you'd be mad
Three kids, see dad broke ass
Waitin' on the royalties with no cash
Nice car, no gas, stuck at the pump
Had a lil' hot single now he's stuck in a slump
At the top of his section eight, straight waitin' to jump
Like Milli Vanilli, now people just look at him silly
Sayin', "That's umm, I forgot his name who is he?"
He wanted more, never really thought of the loss
Lookin' for more, everybody playin' the boss to get more
Now he just stuck in the sauce like white kids when they got cut off
Daddy I want more
No matter how much I get
(I want more)
Even when I talk my shit
(I want more)
Every party on every list
And everybody want a life like this but still
(I want more)
No matter how much I get
(I want more)
Even when I talk my shit
(I want more)
Every party on every list
And everybody want a life like this but still
(I want more)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
This go out to every man tryin' to achieve and hold his own
Them ladies are nice but you gotta leave them hoes alone
They'll take it and bro, break in your phone, call your boss up
(Where that nigga at?)
Or tell your wife to try to break up your home
Now your baby momma takin' your son, learn from mistakes I done
Yesterday we all naked and fun
I ain't thinkin' of none, break in and cum, soon as you done run
This is real talk, nigga one-on-one
Between me and you, now this mono-a-mono
How you gon' catch mono from a hoe that work at McDonald's
Now you lookin' like the clown like Ronald
That's where Kels fucked up, 'cause young girls he decided to fondle
And I ain't fin' ta let HIV's in my bag
I'll start usin' rubbers again, it ain't that bad
You gotta take care of yourself mayne, don't get grabbed
'Cause if you die, people be like, "Aww, that's too bad"
I want more
No matter how much I get
(I want more)
Even when I talk my shit
(I want more)
Every party on every list
And everybody want a life like this but still
(I want more)
No matter how much I get
(I want more)
Even when I talk my shit
(I want more)
Every party on every list
And everybody want a life like this but still
(I want more)
No matter how much I get
(I want more)
Even when I talk my shit
(I want more)
Every party on every list
And everybody want a life like this but still
(I want more)
Everybody so weak like, like, they afraid to speak
If you see that nigga violate then hit him in his cheek
Tryin' to act like, like, you rappin' the street
You ain't a gangsta, you a bitch with a beat
So it's time to make role call, then expose y'all
Adam and Eve shocked in the garden with no drawers
While niggaz gettin' popped on my block with no laws
I grew up with Disciples that'll smash ya gold off
I never plugged, 'cause I know that when you do that shit
You locked in for life, nigga, yeah, etched in blood
But it's hard to get respect when you less than thug
And you ain't fin' to serve here if you ain't with us
Us meanin' them, them meanin' G.D.
Gangster Disciples, the same ones that killed Cochise
So see, how he, well he, meanin' me
Refused to be another nigga dead in the street
(I want more)
No matter how much I get
(I want more)
Even when I talk my shit
(I want more)
Every party on every list
And everybody want a life like this but still
(I want more)
No matter how much I get
(I want more)
Even when I talk my shit
(I want more)
Every party on every list
And everybody want a life like this but still
(I want more)
No matter how much I get
(I want more)
Even when I talk my shit
(I want more)
Every party on every list
And everybody want a life like this but still
(I want more)
No matter how much I get
(I want more)
Even when I talk my shit
(I want more)
Every party on every list
And everybody want a life like this but still
[Chorus]
I never liked you n-ggas
Who knew one day I'd be just like you n-ggas
Uh uh uh alright you n-ggas
Uh uh uh alright you n-ggas
When I become my mama's boyfriends?
When I become my mama's boyfriends?
He walked in our lives
I was only five
Superman pajama's I was super duper fly
Sitting here like why, he at least supersize
You know I scrutinise like who this newer guy
I'm my mama boyfriend I'm her little husband
I was the man of the house when there wasn't
Trying to get to know homie just kill the charm
You ain't interested in me you just tryna f-ck my mum
We are the voices of our parents bad choices
The aftermath of divorces
The kids of bitter split ups
And baby sitters
Grand parents that don't know what to do with us
And the last thing I want to see is mama's new n-gga
You old Old Spice wearing
Short chain wearing
Dress shoes and jogging pants wearing
Church sock wearing
When you first stop caring about your appearance
When you get here anyway I already got parents
Don't try to put me inline I already got crayons
My mama said I could do it I already got clearance
Keep your hands of my mama how I need to got clearance
Yeah I know she look good but you need to stop staring
I drew a picture of her that would make her proud
But the door was locked and the TV up so loud
I scream out "I ain't going to sleep no time soon,
And when I do I'm sleeping in my mama room"
I don't like you n-gga
If I was old enough I would fight you n-gga
I wanna run over you in my bike you n-gga
Don't go to sleep at night you n-gga
And it seems like I wasted time
If thats what it's all about
Mama if thats moving up than I
When I become my mama's boyfriends
Twenty years later where has the time gone
Now you see I'm dating having problems of my own
Now that I'm grown the tables turned around
I never thought I'd ever raise another n-ggas child
He don't like his mama's boyfriend
Just like me don't wanna do the wrong thing
That's very un Spike Lee but he be like he go round his mama then
Cause when she here he be quiet
When she leave he be talking again
He be wylin again
Be calm I don't drink the drama
A sip of Dom Tyler-Perry-on
You gon marry my mom look
I don't read palms and I don't read psalms
And I did take little man to church
And took little man to school
Look littl eman kids don't make the rules
Even though I aint raised you
You your mama angel
Don't get it twisted baby boy I'll Ving Rhames you
[Chorus]
I'm up in the woods,
I'm down on my mind.
I'm building a still
to slow down the time.
I'm up in the woods,
I'm down on my mind.
I'm building a still
to slow down the time.
I'm up in the woods,
I'm down on my mind.
I'm building a still
down the time.
I'm lost in the world
I'm down on my life
I'm new in the city
and I'm down for the night
I'm down for the night
said she's down for the night.
I'm lost in the world
I'm down on my life
I'm new in the city
but I'm down for the night
down for the night
down for the night.
You're my devil, you're my angel
You're my heaven, you're my hell,
You're my now, you're my forever,
You're my freedom, you're my jail,
You're my lies, you're my truth,
You're my war, you're my truce
You're my questions. you're my proof
You're my stress and you're my masseuse
Mama-say mama-say mama-cu-san
Lost in this plastic life,
Let's break out of this fake ass party,
turn this into a classic night,
If we die in each others' arms,
still get laid in the afterlife,
if we die in each others' arms,
still get laid, yea
(I'm up in the world)
run from the lights
(I'm down on my mind)
run from the lights
run for your life
I'm new in the city
down for the night
I'm down for the night
down for the night
I'm lost in the world
I'm down on my life
I'm new in the city
and I'm down for the night
down for the night
down for the night
down for the night
Who will survive in America?
Who will survive in America?
Who will survive in America?
Who will survive in America?
I'm lost in the world
I'm down on my life
I'm new in the city
and I'm down for the night
down for the night
I'm lost in the world
I'm down on my life
I'm new in the city
but I'm down for the night
down for the night
[Chorus]
Just gots me a crib and a new car too
I got the ring, but I gotta have you babe
C'mon let's get married babe
C'mon let's get married
Let's have some kids with a dog with a house
A lil white fence, just like this, babe
C'mon let's get married babe
Let's get married
[Jagged Edge]
Meet me at the alter
In your white dress (your white dress)
You won't ever need another man
You never, ever want from another thing, no
I've been feeling you
I must confess (must confess)
Ain't no gonna break this thang up
I ain't going nowhere, no
Cuz when I think about you and think about me
Plain to see that we might as well do it (do it)
[Chorus]
[Jagged Edge]
Said you want some karats
Babe, how bout ten (how bout ten)
Is it good enough for you to brag on
When you show your friends (show your friends)
I just want to be with you
Girl there ain't I think I won't do
Want you to be the one to say I do
We can start a family
Cuz when I think about you and think about me
Plain to see that we might as well do it (do it)
[Chorus]
[Kanye West]
With my tuxedo
He asked me do you take this
Woman to hold and keep the safest
Plus to lace her, floss wit paper
Crib and a car, man you know tha basics
Diamonds your bestfriend
That makes sense because
Your a princess and you deserve the princess cuts
But as long as you gots your defenses up
You can never get the love that was meant for ya
Shouldn't you know that I use to come through wanna
club
Real thugs don't never fall in love
Always on the g-o, for the d-o
Man I had to take t-o, smits some cutie
Since my money get right theses days
I wanna give you more ice than the ice capades
I gots the church, the ring
There's something I'm forgetting
Oh, we gotta have J.E. sing at the wedding
[Chorus]
He's straight out of a neighborhood where niggaz hate
They see you, go and eat your dinner off a bigger plate
Their stomaches ache while he's loungin' in the big estate
And he hops in a hundred thousand when a nigga 'scape
House's with a bigger gate, houndin' him's a big mistake
He won't surrender, he'll rather give up a rib to break
'Cuz he remembers when they wouldn't lend a helpin' hand
'Til he was sittin' on green like a Celtic fan
Created a buzz 'til where you gotta mention his name
When you discussin' the illest player that's in the game
And he's ridin' with Em, 50 Cent, Doc and them
[feat. Ol' Dirty Bastard]
[Intro: ODB (K. West)]
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! [continues until chorus comes in]
Yo this is Dirt McGirt, I'm chillin' wit Kanye West
He's killin' y'all niggaz on the beats
He's killin' y'all niggaz on the tracks
(Where ya plaques at dog?)
The game is officially over!
Go kill yaself!
[Chorus: ODB (K. West)]
Now take that and equipment back to the store
We don't wanna hear that weak shit no more
Do anybody else make hits anymore?
Guess not mothafucka, it's The Roc mothafucka!
[Kanye West]
Keep the Receipt mothafuckas!
Now y'all gon' stop talkin' that shit that you talkin'
Your broke-ass mamma couldn't that disolvent
Now tell me how the Hell so gon' afford that coffin?
Now I done sat back and seen it all too often
The backbone of this like Marino to the Dolphins
Most hits out the shot since Sosa and Andre Dawson
My niggaz had Pro Tools, I had no tools
Karaoke machine, fuck it I'm old school
Only difference is my tracks drove niggaz postal
So I drove costal while they stay local
How I can't rhyme when my freestyles'll roast you?
Sit down I'll coach you while we style in posters
Dog, niggaz had a chance to sign me, dropped the ball
I'll see you at the awards.. HUMPH!
Now after all that it took
I made it to The Roc, I'm guess I ain't as dumb as you look
[Chorus x2]
[Kanye West]
Now.. I showed you how to do this, dog
Put a few beats on the tape, I saved this one for myself
I heard you nigga's tapes, need a little bit of help
But I'm rappin' and I can't do nothin' for ya, man
S.G'll hop this, 40 grand if you ain't fam
I mean, if you ain't Hov', if you ain't Cam'
Damn, I know you say he's killin' hisself
He got a little bitty deal now he feelin' hisself
Yup, just cuz I played beats and act hospitable
Don't mean I can't get you changed to hospital you
I'm from a raw family, dog, and I'll spit on you
So play like a kid in the garden and get little you
Who ya hype man? I'm curious
It got you souped up like the cars on The Fast & Furious
You goin' through movin' critters, now who's laughin'?
The best producer that rap better than the rappers
[Chorus x2: last line by K. West the 2nd time]
[Ol' Dirty Bastard (K. West)]
Aftermath still makin' them hits, nigga?
Lunatics still makin' them hits, nigga?
So So Def still makin' them hits, nigga?
Bad Boy still makin' them hits, nigga?
Wu-Tang still makin' them hits, nigga?
Ruff Ryders still makin' them hits, nigga?
(Cash Money) still makin' them hits, nigga?
Dirt McGirt still makin' them hits, nigga
Yo yo the game is over, go kill yaself!
Go yaself.. nigga!
Yo, We at war
We at war with terrorism, racism, and most of all we at war with ourselves
(Jesus Walks)
God show me the way because the Devil trying to break me down
(Jesus Walks with me) with me, with me, with me
You know what the Midwest is?
Young & Restless
Where restless (Niggaz) might snatch your necklace
And next these (Niggaz) might jack your Lexus
Somebody tell these (Niggaz) who Kanye West is
I walk through the valley of the Chi where death is
Top floor the view alone will leave you breathless Uhhhh!
Try to catch it Uhhhh! It's kinda hard hard
Getting choked by the detectives yeah yeah now check the method
They be asking us questions, harass and arrest us
Saying "we eat pieces of shit like you for breakfast"
Huh? Yall eat pieces of shit? What's the basis?
We ain't going nowhere but got suits and cases
A trunk full of coke rental car from Avis
My momma used to say only Jesus can save us
Well momma I know I act a fool
But I'll be gone 'til November I got packs to move I Hope
(Jesus Walks)
God show me the way because the Devil trying to break me down
(Jesus Walks with me)
The only thing that that I pray is that my feet don't fail me now
(Jesus Walks)
And I don't think there is nothing I can do now to right my wrongs
(Jesus Walks with me)
I want to talk to God but I'm afraid because we ain't spoke in so long
To the hustlas, killers, murderers, drug dealers even the strippers
(Jesus walks with them)
To the victims of Welfare for we living in hell here hell yeah
(Jesus walks with them)
Now hear ye hear ye want to see Thee more clearly
I know he hear me when my feet get weary
Cuz we're the almost nearly extinct
We rappers are role models we rap we don't think
I ain't here to argue about his facial features
Or here to convert atheists into believers
I'm just trying to say the way school need teachers
The way Kathie Lee needed Regis that's the way yall need Jesus
So here go my single dog radio needs this
They say you can rap about anything except for Jesus
That means guns, sex, lies, video tapes
But if I talk about God my record won't get played Huh?
Well let this take away from my spins
Which will probably take away from my ends
Then I hope this take away from my sins
And bring the day that I'm dreaming about
Next time I'm in the club everybody screaming out
(Jesus Walks)
God show me the way because the devil trying to break me down
(Jesus Walks)
The only thing that that I pray is that my feet don't fail me now
(Jesus Walks)
And I don't thing there's nothing I can do now to right my wrongs
(Jesus walks with me... fades)
I've been waiting my life
And I stayed on my grind
Now I made up my mind
It's been way too much time
That's why
(It?s just impossible)
It's impossible
And you know that
(It?s impossible)
I don't wanna hear that bullsh**
I wanna hear that official sh**
Kanye and that Twista sh**
That's so impossible to get it
(It's just impossible)
Get it, that's so impossible to get it
Get it, that's so impossible to get it
(It's impossible)
Ain't no way you could pull up to the party in a Bentley
Blowing B in a club like this
(Oh no)
Ain?t no way you could cook up in the studio with Kanye
And get it jukin' in the club like this
(Oh no)
(It?s just impossible)
Ain?t no way that you gon? win
Dust some haters off while I'm sippin' on my Hen
Holla at a chick while she sippin? on her gin
And I got the mobsters hollering at her friends
(It's impossible)
For you to ever be the nicest
You don?t get gangsta or get righteous
You ain?t neva stood on a tip like this
You ain?t neva stood for no sh** like this
(It's just impossible)
For you to get it if you don't wanna win
Get up off yo? ass and go for yours and don?t go for mine
No you ain?t finna ride what I'm in
Know what I'm sayin'?
I've been waiting my life
And I stayed on my grind
Now I made up my mind
It's been way too much time
That's why
(It's impossible)
It's impossible
And you know that
(It's impossible)
I don't wanna hear that bullsh**
I wanna hear that official sh**
Kanye and that Twista sh**
That's so impossible to get it
(It's just impossible)
Get it, that's so impossible to get it
Get it, that's so impossible to get it
(It's impossible)
Get it bundled ***** up then, lit it
Smoke a lil? but don't admit it
Do it like I did, too late I did it
The controversy can?t worse me man
I'm eating but I'm still thirsty and
Thirsty, what is you saying?
I gotta into a **** with a couple ******* last Thursday man
Why the hell is I'm worrying?
Hopping out the Benz with the perfect 10
Man, your life must be perfect man
Look at how they came up with the perfect plan
(It?s just impossible)
It's impossible
Got strip clubs playin? gosspital
Girl so sick in the hospital
You know I japped out like Pakadu
Ya know I throw ya down is when I rock wit you
Since Michael Jackson made ?Rock With You?
I done did sh** on logical
Maybe ?cause we did the impossible
Maybe we done did the impossible
I've been waiting my life
And I stayed on my grind
Now I made up my mind
It's been way too much time
That's why
(It?s impossible)
It's impossible
(It?s so impossible)
And you know that
(It?s impossible)
I don't wanna hear that bullsh**
I wanna hear that official sh**
Kanye and that Twista sh**
That's so impossible to get it
(It's just impossible)
Get it, that's so impossible to get it
Get it, get it, get it, get it
That's so impossible to get it, get it
(It's impossible)
I don't wanna hear that bullsh**
I wanna hear that official sh**
Kanye and that Twista sh**
That's so impossible to get it
(It's just impossible)
Get it, that's so impossible to get it
Get it, that's so impossible to get it
(It's impossible)
(It?s just impossible)
It?s impossible
I'm so appalled spalding ball, ballin
Donald Trump, talkin dollars from ya'll
Baby you're fired, your girlfriend's hired
But if you don't mind I'mma keep you on call
We above the law, we don't give a fuck bout ya'll
I got dogs that'll chew a fuckin whole through the wall
But since they all love us, I need more rubbers
And I don't use rubbers, need more covers
Housekeeping, I mean goddamn
One time, let it be a bad bitch sweepin
That know we get O's like Cheerios
That know because they seen us in the videos
That know the day that you play me
Will be the same day MTV play videos
That was a little joke, voila
Praise is due to the most high Allah
Praise is due to the most fly Prada
Baby I'm magic ta-da
Address me as your heiness, high as united
Thirty thousand feet up and you are not invited
Niggas be writin bullshit like they gotta work
Niggas is goin through real shit man they outta work
That's why I never goddamn dance track that'll hurt
That's why I rather spit somethin that gotta purp
Champagne wishes, thirty white bitches
I mean the shit is fuckin ridiculous, fuckin ridiculous
I mean the shit is fuckin ridiculous...
Fuckin ridiculous, I mean the shit is fuckin ridiculous
My name on the high lines, writtin cross the sky lines
Lookin at my Rollie, muthafucka it's my time
By the way, where's the waiter at with the mai tais?
We the black dynasty these the days of our lives
[Chorus]
I need to know, you down to do whatever?
Down to get it poppin? Down to get topless, ohh
I need to know, if you about cutting
Or you about frontin, baby I need to know
[Verse 1]
I spent my last 8 checks's on a neck-e-lace
So I better get some sex for this, shiit
She wanna sip up on the cris-e-cris
Like it's Christ-e-mas and I'm St. Nicholas
I got her and her sister innn
That white benz, dyke twins
I aint gon lie they only fives but together they ten's
And would I do em again? Hmmm, hmmm?
It's like old folks pissin 'cause it all depends
And it's no coke sniffin just juice and gin
Grey Goose to get you loose then hit the nigga producing
The track that got you movin, this track got you movin
So crazy you don't know what you doin
You been telling them jokes, and it's not a rumor
I like a girl with a sense of humor
To give me head til it ache and it's not a tumor
So let me know what's goin down ‘fo I pay for this room 'cause
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2]
Now if you got it you got it
And if you don't then you prolly wont
Sissy niggaz call em maricon
I never hit a lady but my game might abuse em
By em boots just to tell them that I Jimmy Choose em
Take em back to confuse em
So she don't know if she coming or going
'cause mami after I'm cumming I'm going
Back to show just frontin and flowin
Jewelry stuntin and glowin, this life is something I know it
And I been known to have a hoe or two
'cause my diamonds yellow like a smoker tooth
I tell em step into the vocal booth
Roll a joint, smoke a few, after that I'm pokin you
After that it's over boo, baby grab your coat and VOOM
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3]
Now there's three different levels to relationships
Polly'n at the club wit em, talking getting affectionate
Leavin and havin sex with em, kickin them out
Trickin on models, dimes and rats, now I don't get into that
I kick that habit, I just, keep em impressed
Let em seat in the Lex, never, eat em unless
That fuckin cat looks fresh
I got a lion in my pocket, I'm lyin
I got a nine in my pants and baby I'm just dyin for a chance
Who ready to fuck? You ready to fuck? Off the sizzurp
Says she ready to cut, then she grabs my scissors
She prolly look good but what's scary to me
Henny make hoes look like Halle Berry to me
[Verse 1: Ash King]
Will you ever be the one I love
Can you see me by you're side
Baby you're the one I dream of
Girl come join me on this ride
Girl you ever see the things I see
Baby girl come fly with me
I just can't wait to get you on your own
I got so much love I wanna show
You know you got it
And you know I want it
I can't wait it, take it
Baby, baby, baby...
[Hook:]
Take me girl
Do what you want to me
I just wanna love you
I just wanna love you
Take me home
Do what you want to me
I just wanna love you
I just wanna love you (love you love you love you love you)
[Verse 2: Ash King]
Now girl I wanna know
Can you see me in your life
To the place where I wanna go
Is with you in paradise
Take my hand and I'll take yours
Girl this love we can explore
Look into my eyes and understand
I just wanna chance to be your man
You know you got it
And you know I want it
I can't wait it, take it
Baby, baby... please
[Hook:]
Take me girl
Do what you want to me
I just wanna love you
I just wanna love you
Take me home
Do what you want to me
I just wanna love you
I just wanna love you (love you love you love you love you)
[Verse 3: Ash King]
You are my life
I'm begging on my knees be my wife
I know you that you can make my dreams come true
Cause I need you and I love you
And I'm going out of my mind
I'm thinking of the ways to make you mine
I will give you everything that you'll ever need
Baby Please...
[Hook: x2]
Take me girl
Do what you want to me
I just wanna love you
I just wanna love you
Take me home
Do what you want to me
I just wanna love you
[Verse 1- Pusha T]
Fraud niggas, ya'll niggas
That's that shit I don't like
Your shit - make believe
Rappin' 'bout my own life
Woo- that's rare nigga
Woo- Ric Flair nigga
Woo- the power's in my hand nigga
Woo- I get it, beat the chair nigga
SoHo, or Tribeca, three hoes, trifecta
Dope money, coke money, Hublot, my watch better
My pen's better, you don't write
Trendsetter, you clone-like
Pay homage or K's vomit
Ungrateful niggas, I don't like
[Hook - Chief Keef]
A fuck nigga, that's that shit I don't like, (Bang Bang)
A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like
A bitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like
Sneak dissers, that's that shit I don't like
[Verse 2- Kanye West]
They smile in my face is what I don't like
They steal your whole sound that's a soundbite
The media crucify me like they did Christ
They want to find me not breathin' like they found Mike
A girl'll run her mouth only out of spite
But I never hit a woman never in my life
I was in too deep like Mekhi Phife
In that pussy so deep I could have drowned twice
Rose gold Jesus piece with the brown ice
Eatin' good, vegetarian with the brown rice
Girls kissin' girls- cuz' it's hot right?
But unless they use a strap-on then they not dykes
They ain't about that life, they ain't about that life
We hangin' out that window it's about to be a Suge night
Free Bump J, real nigga for life
Shoutout to Derrick Rose, man that nigga nice
Shout out to L-E-P, J Boogie right?
Chief Keef, King Louis, this is Chi, right?
[Hook]
[Verse 3- Chief Keef]
Fake Gucci, that's that shit I don't like
Smokin' on this dope, higher than a kite
This bitch gonna love me now, she gon' let me pipe
Screaming Sosa, that's that nigga that I like
I don't want relations, I just want one night
Cuz' a thirsty bitch, that's the shit that I don't like
I got tats up on my arm, cuz' this shit is life
And I spend on a bunch of clothes, Cause I'm livin' life
I come up on the scene, and I'm stealin' light
Bitch I'm high off life, got me feelin' right
Bitch I'm Chief Keef, fuck who don't like
And bitch we GBE, we just gon' cite
[Hook]
[Verse 4- Big Sean]
Woah
We are not one and the same
Nigga, I'm fuckin' insane
Fuck is you sayin'?
Yo ass been doin' the same
Shit, not doin' what you sayin'
Dang, I told yo old bitch she was fuckin' a lame
Turn one ho to a train
Blow, blang, my niggas holdin' that pain
I just hope you been prayin', bang bang
Ridin' for my niggas and that's for life
High class I'm just surrounded by these low-lifes
And I run this bitch like it's no lights
Goin' hard the whole night cuz' I ain't goin' back to my old life, I
Promise
[Hook]
[Verse 5- Jadakiss]
I done sold purp (purple), I done sold white (white)
Runnin' out of work, that's that shit I don't like
She never let me hit it, she gave me dome twice
She blowin' up my phone, that's that bitch I don't like
Nah, jean jacket with the sleeves cut
Put the pressure on 'em just when they think that I eased up
Thirty for the Cuban, 'nother 30 for the Jesus
Believe in ourselves when nobody else believed us
Suckas
Yeah
And you say Chi city
Chi city, Chi city
I'm comin' home again
Do you think about me now and then?
Do you think about me now and then?
'Cause I'm comin' home again, comin' home again
I met this girl when I was three years old
And what I loved most she had so much soul
She said, "Excuse me, little homie, I know you don't know me
But my name is Wendy and I like to blow trees"
And from that point I never blow her off
Niggas come from outta town, I like to show her off
They like to act tough, she like to tow 'em off
And make 'em straighten up their act 'cause she know they soft
And when I grew up she showed me how to go downtown
And at nighttime my face lit up, so astounding
And I told her in my heart is where she always be
She never mess with entertainers 'cause they always leave
She said it felt like they walked and drove on me
Knew I was gang affiliated, got on TV and told on me
I guess it's why last winter she got so cold on me
She said, ?Ye keep makin' that, keep makin' that platinum and gold for me?
(I'm comin' home again)
Do you think about me now and then?
Do you think about me now and then?
'Cause I'm comin' home again, comin' home again
Do you think about me now and then?
Do you think about me now and then?
Oh, now I'm comin' home again
Maybe we could start again
But if you really cared for her
Then you would never hit the airport
To follow your dream, sometimes I still talk to her
But when I talk to her, it always seems like she talkin' about me
She said, "You left your kids and they just like you
They wanna rap and make soul beats just like you
But they just not you and I just got through
Talkin' 'bout what niggas tryin' to do just not new"
Now everybody got the game figured out all wrong
I guess you never know what you got till it's gone
I guess this is why I'm here and I can't come back home
And guess when I heard that when I was back home
Every interview I'm representin' you, makin' you proud
Reach for the stars so if you fall you land on a cloud
Jump in the crowd, spark your lighters, wave 'em around
And if you don't know by now, I'm talkin' about Chi town
(I'm comin' home again)
Do you think about me now and then?
Do you think about me now and then?
'Cause I'm comin' home again, comin' home again
Baby, do you remember when fireworks at Lake Michigan?
Oh, now I?m comin' home again, coming home again
Baby, do you remember when fireworks at Lake Michigan?
Oh, now I?m comin' home again, comin' home again
Maybe we could start again
Loyee, oyeee, oh, loyee, oyeee, oh
Comin' home again
Loyee, oyeee, oh, loyee, oyeee, oh
Comin' home again
Maybe we could start again
In the night I hear 'em talk, the coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road he lost his soul
To a woman so heartless
How could you be so heartless?
How could you be so heartless?
How could you be so cold?
As the winter wind when it breeze yo
Just remember that you talkin' to me though
You need to watch the way you talkin' to me though
I mean after all the things that we've been through
I mean after all the things we got into
Hey yo, I know of some things that you ain't told me
Hey yo, I did some things but that's the old me
And now you wanna get me back and you gon' show me
So you walk around like you don't know me
You got a new friend, well I got homies
But in the end it's still so lonely
In the night I hear 'em talk, the coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road he lost his soul
To a woman so heartless
How could you be so heartless?
How could you be so heartless?
How could be so Dr. Evil?
You're bringin' out a side of me that I don't know
I decided we wasn't goin' speak so
Why we up 3 a.m. on the phone?
Why does she be so mad at me for?
Homie, I don't know, she's hot and cold
I won't stop, won't mess my groove up
'Cause I already know how this thing go
You run and tell your friends that you're leavin' me
They say that they don't see what you see in me
You wait a couple months then you gon' see
You'll never find nobody better than me
In the night I hear 'em talk, the coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road he lost his soul
To a woman so heartless
How could you be so heartless?
How could you be so heartless?
Talkin', talkin', talkin' talk
Baby let's just knock it off
They don't know what we been through
They don't know 'bout me and you
So I got somethin' new to see
And you just gon' keep hatin' me
And we just gon' be enemies
I know you can't believe
I could just leave it wrong
And you can't make it right
I'm gon' take off tonight
Into the night
In the night I hear 'em talk, the coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road he lost his soul
To a woman so heartless
How could you be so heartless?
A.k.a "Hard As A Muthaf-ker"
[Explicit Lyrics]
[Kanye West]
It was all good just a week ago
N-ggas feel theyselves and then Watch The Throne drop
N-ggas kill themselves
What n-ggas gon do Hov?
This a new crack on a new stove
I’m in the two-door, true that
N-ggas tellin’ me “You back”
Like a n-gga ever left up out this bitch, huh?
And if life a bitch suck my d-ck huh?
And I bet she f-cked the whole clique, huh
By the way n-gga, you should f-ckin’ quit, n-gga
Just forget it, you talk it, I live it
Like Eli I did it, jokes on you muthaf-cker and I get it
No paper hoe, but you can have some more of me
Or-gy, or are we speakin methaphorically
Historically, I’m kickin’ b-tches out like Pam, n-gga
Goin’ HAM n-gga, me and Jigga
And a n-gga still young, wanna have no kids
But I’ve been practicing with some actresses as bad as shit
And a few white girls, asses flat a shit
But the head so good, damn a n-gga glad he hit
Got em jumpin’ out the building
Watch out below, a million out the door
I’m about to go HAM
Hard As a Muthaf-cker,
Let these n-ggas know who I am
I’m about to go HAM
Hard As a Muthaf-cker,
Let these n-ggas know who I am
[Jay-Z]
F-ck y’all mad at me for?
You don’t even know what I’ve been through
I play chicken with a Mack truck
Y’all muthaf-ckers woulda been moved
I swam waters with great whites
Y’all muthaf-ckers woulda been chewed
I hustle with vultures late nights
Y’all muthaf-ckers woulda been food
F-ck wrong with these dudes
Try to walk around in these shoes
See the shit I saw growing up
And maybe you can take a peek at these boo’s
N-ggas fantasize about the shit that I do daily like
These rappers rap about all the shit that I do really
I’m like really half a billi n-gga
Really you got baby money
Keep it real with n-ggas
N-ggas aint got my lady money
Watch the Throne dont step on our robe
Bad enough we let you step on our glow
When my nephew died, daddy dead
N-ggas took the price on my uncles head
Nobody called the cops as my uncle bled
So I feel like I would like to know my uncles bread
Bow down, brother pay homage
Don’t spill hate all on my garments
Commes Des Garcon, f-ck your fresh
Head shots n-gga f-ck your vests
F-ck the pig, no pork on my fork
Peace God cause you know a n-gga just went Ham
Hard As a Muthaf-cker,
Let these n-ggas know who I am
Yeah I’m ’bout to go HAM
Hard As a Muthaf-cker,
Let these n-ggas know who I am
What in the fuck was that Kanye
I told you to do some shit for the kids
You can give me your muthafucking graduation ticket right now
You will not walk across that stage, you won’t slide across that stage
A muthafucka can’t pull you across that stage Kanye
Who told you see, I told you to do something up lifting
I’m trynna get you out here with these white people and this how you gone do me
You know what us a nigga
And I don’t mean that in no nice way
Had little kids sing about the shit, the jokes on you
You throw your mutha hands in the air, and wave good-bye to everybody
Cause you getting the fuck out of this campus
Mutha what you gone do now
I'm no longer confused but don't tell anybody.
I'm about to break the rules but don't tell anybody.
I got something better than school but don't tell anybody.
My momma would kill me but don't anybody.
she wants me to get a good ass job just like everybody.
I'm not sure anymore-more
Who is knocking at my door-door
All the faces that I know
Ja make them so sunny and true
I don't wanna say goodbye to you
So I'll just say good night to you
My people, no goodbyes to you
I'm just gonna say good night
Right now I can see it so vivid
Like it was just yesterday like I could relive it
Me and my grandparents on a field trid-ip
And I'm the little kid tryna touch the exhibits
But it'll fade before I get to get a hold of that
Man I wish I could stop time like a photograph
Every joke that they told I'd know to laugh
Man, man I wouldn't let a moment pass
What do it mean when you dream that you fallin'
What do it mean when you dream that you ballin'
What do it mean when you never dream at all then
And you don't really know cause you can't recall them
It's sorta fly you get a chance to say hi to
People you never got a chance to say bye to
Maybe you could pull em up outta your dreams
Into real life, if you try to
So close, but so far
And so far, no cigar
We can't dwell on the past all we got is today
So I'mma live like there's no tomorrow
No goodbye
I don't wanna say goodbye to you
So I'll just say good night to you
My people, no goodbyes to you
I'm just gonna say good night
Uhh, to you
If I part my heart will live through you
Dream beautiful and unusual
Wake up like everyday new to you
Stay true to you, a hood musical
My art will live through you
Dream beautiful and unusual
Wake up like everyday new to you
Stay true to you, a hood musical
I don't wanna say goodbye to you
So I'll just say good night to you
My people, no goodbyes to you
I'm just gonna say good night
I'm not sure anymore-more
Who is knocking at my door-door
All the faces that I know
She take my money when I'm in need
Yea she's a triflin' friend indeed
Oh she's a gold digger way over town
That digs on me
Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger
But she ain't messin' wit no broke niggaz
Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger
But she ain't messin' wit no broke niggaz
Get down girl, go head get down
Get down girl, go head get down
Get down girl, go head get down
Get down girl, go head
Cutie the bomb, met her at a beauty salon
With a baby Louis Vuitton under her underarm
She said I can tell you ROC, I can tell by ya charm
Far as girls you got a flock
I can tell by ya charm and ya arm
But I'm lookin' for the one
Have you seen her?
My psychic told me she have a ass like Serena
Trina, Jennifer Lopez, four kids
An I gotta take all they bad ass to showbiz
Ok, get yo' kids but then they got their friends
I pulled up in the Benz, they all got a pen
We all went to Den and then I had to pay
If you fuckin' with this girl then you betta be payed
You know why?
It take too much to touch her
From what I heard she got a baby by Busta
My best friend say she use to fuck wit Usher
I don't care what none of ya'll say I still love her
Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger
But she ain't messin' wit no broke niggaz
Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger
But she ain't messin' wit no broke niggaz
Get down girl, go head get down
Get down girl, go head get down
Get down girl, go head get down
Get down girl, go head
18 years, 18 years
She got one of yo' kids, got you for 18 years
I know somebody payin' child support for one of his kids
His baby momma's car and crib is bigger than he is
You will see him on TV Any Given Sunday
Win the Superbowl and drive off in a Hyundai
She was spose' to buy ya shorty Tyco with ya money
She went to the doctor got lypo with ya money
She walkin' around lookin' like Micheal with ya money
Should of got that insured Geico for ya money
If you ain't no punk holla, "We want prenup"
"We want prenup!", yeaah
It's something that you need to have
'Cause when she leave yo' ass she gone leave with half
18 years, 18 years
And on her 18th birthday, he found out it wasn't his
Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger
But she ain't messin' wit no broke niggaz
Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger
But she ain't messin' wit no broke niggaz
Get down girl, go head get down
Get down girl, go head get down
Get down girl, go head get down
Get down girl, go head
Now I ain't sayin' you a gold digger, you got needs
You don't want ya dude to smoke but he can't buy weed
You go out to eat and he can't pay, ya'll can't leave
There's dishes in the back, he gotta roll up his sleeves
But while ya'll washin' watch him
He gone make it into a Benz out of that Datsun
He got that ambition baby look at his eyes
This week he moppin' floors, next week it's the fries
So, stick by his side
I know this dude's ballin' but yea that's nice
And they gone keep callin' and tryin'
But you stay right girl
But when you get on he leave yo' ass for a white girl
Get down girl, go head get down
Get down girl, go head get down
Get down girl, go head get down
Get down girl, go head
[Kanye West]
All of the lights
All of the lights
All of the lights
[Drake]
Aaaaaalright it's on
I grew up thinking I was wrong
And always said if they let me in the b-tch
I'd do some damage
I might be out of mind
But if I am it's just in time
Because I got the extra nation so you f-cking understand it man
I'm already for n-gga but I
[Kanye West]
Something wrong
I hold my head
Chorus)
When it comes 2 me and U I need U 2 make it. 1 thing I found, 1 thing I found I know u'll neva let me down.
Get up I get(down)
Get up I get(down)
Get up I get(down)
Get up I get(down)
Get up I get(down)
Jay-Z)
yo,yo first I snatched the streets, then i snatched the charts, first I had they ear now i have they heart
rappers came and went
i've been here from the start
seen them put it together
watch them take it apart
see the rollers roll up with ribbons
i see the we poe, we sold then we driven
so when i reload, he hold the #1 position
when I'm hot I'm hot
and when ya feet cold mines is sizzlin'
its plain to see ya'll can't f*** wit me
cuz imma be that nigga fa life
this not a image
this is gotta given
this is hard live
mixed wit crystall sippin
its the most consistent hov!
Chorus)
Kanye)
I get down for my grandfatha who took my mama
made her sit in that seat where white folks aint want us to eat
at the tender age of 6 she was arrested for the sit-ins
with that in my blood i was born to be different
Now niggas can't make it to ballots to choose leadership
but we can make it to Jacobs and to the dealership
Thats why I hear new music I just dont be feelin it
Racsim still alive they jus be consealin' it
But I know they don't want me in the damn club
they even make me show I.D. to get inside of Sam's club
I did dirt and went to church to get my hands scrubbed
swear I been baptised least 3 or 4 times
But in the land where niggas is gettin played
U con's are constantly gettin' payed
Its gonna take a lot more than coupons to get us saved
Notin sadder than the day my girl fatha passed away
So i promised to Mr. Rany I'm gonna marry ya daughter
and u know I gotta thank u for the way that she was brought up
I know the he was smilin when he seen the car i bought her
he sent tears from heaven when he seen my car get balled up
but i cant complain what the accident did to my left eye
cause look what an accident did to left eye
first aaliyah now romeo must die
I know I got angles watchin me from the otha side
Chorus 2)
(Uh. Come on.)
Ive been so lonely, girl
Ive been so sad and down
Couldnt understand
Why haters joked around
I wanted to be free
with other creatures like me
And now I got my wish
Cuz I know that Im a gay fish
(Gay fish, yo)
Mother fuckin gay fish (Im a fish, yo)
Girl I am a gay fish (its alright, girl)
Makin love to other gay fish
All those lonely nights
At the grocery store
In the frozen fish aisle
Feeling like a whore
Cuz I wasnt being true
Even though everyone said
That I had to make a switch (gay fish)
Now I know that Im a gay fish
(Gay fish, yo)
Mother fuckin gay fish (Im a fish, yo)
Girl I am a gay fish (Now where I belong, girl)
Making love to other gay fish
I used to be scared, denying who I was
Actin straight, but then goin out to the gay fish clubs
Dancin with the marlins, makin out with all the snappers
Id take a salmon home and work that caudal fin for hours
But now Im out and Im free to love what I want
Be it yellowfin or bass or that trout in Vermont
I slap that marlin ass, make that grouper butt shake
Ill come to your house and have an orgy in your mother fucking fish tank
Mother fuckin gay fish (Im a fish, yo)
Girl I am a gay fish (Now where I belong, girl)
Making love to other gay fish
I really get around
Im a slut of the sea
When I say I got crabs
I mean it literally
I was eating dinner
And just had to go down
On that mackerel on the dish
Cus Im the gayest of the gay fish
Mother fuckin gay fish (Im a fish, yo)
Girl I am a gay fish (Now where I belong, girl)
But I got to settle down
I cant be a whore
I aint gonna just sleep
With any fish no more
Found me a lover
A brother whos a cross-dressing pike named Trish
And together we are gay fish
Mother fuckin gay fish (Im a fish, yo)
Girl I am a gay fish (Now where I belong, girl)
[Murphy Lee]
Whooooooooooo, what up derrty?
Damn, that girl fine, that girl fine, that girl fine
Yo, yo, Kanye, yo turn it up, a little bit, whoo
[Hook]
Take notes while I take tokes to the marijuana smoke
One look and murder she wrote
She drop dead gorgeous, she drop dead..
[Kanye West {*over the hook*}]
Yo, this is a Roc-a-Fella, St. Lunatics collaboration
Chi-Town and St. Louis
She said she ain't never seen Murphy Lee befo'
[Murphy Lee]
I called her back from an earlier beep
Fo' in the mornin' they be like "Nah, I wasn't sleep"
Convenient whore stay on top of convenient stores
Keep pictures of me in their Victoria Secret drawer
I keep somethin' hot on tour
Can ya, Kenyatta, make sure they know before what is really in store
See I adore the ones that call me Tory, true story
I created 'hood rats so these new mice bore me
See I normally settle for sevens, but eights I can't wait
Nines be wantin' time and dimes be wantin' dates
So know I got elevens and twelves
With at least thirteen or fourteen reasons why they fine as hell
I hit 'em up like Blu Cantrell
Hehehehehehehehe hell, I remember when she smashed LaBelle
See most women kinda sneaky like a six-year old
Hey yo they always in the summer, somethin' wrong with their nails
[Hook]
Take notes while I take tokes to the marijuana smoke
One look and murder she wrote
She drop dead gorgeous, she drop dead..
[Kanye West]
What's the point of havin' a girl that's drop dead
That you know don't like you?
She'll run over your head with a motorcycle
I mean the way you look is nice, but there's more to life boo
Now turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
Turn it up, now turn it up
Can't live my I, I can't live my
I can't live my, I, I can't live my
I can't live my, can't live my
I can't live my, I, I can't live my
Life this way, continually get high
Instead of runnin' round, lock one bird down
It's a new day, gotta do it big just to get by
Show no respect, can't live that way
Ya hold my check, can't live that way
With out my chick on deck, can't live that way
They say what they like but I been that way
My moves calculated through the lens almost here
Success will be the best revenge
Man from Clint East to Kanye West
The sun can't chill but every day it sets
This time I made up my mind
This time I'm back on my grind
I know there's things in my life
That I'm a let go startin' tonight
I can't live my I, I can't live my
I can't live my I, I can't live my
I can't live my I, I can't live my
I can't live my life this way
I can't live my I, I can't live my
I can't live my I, I can't live my
I can't live my I, I can't live my
I can't live my life this way
My favorite girl wanna leave me just because I got a girlfriend
My freak girl tell me now she a Christian
My white girl wanna move back to Michigan
I'm pullin' girls off the bench like a six man
I'm in the club doin' the same ol' two step
While Omega's doin' the same ol' Q step
I had my money on my mind I was thinkin' green
She a pledge A.K.A. she was pink and green
I want a good girl, she want a gentleman
We sayin' the same thing like a synonym
I weren't really spittin' game I was scrimmagin'
My pimpin' ship so hard it needs censorship
I?m in Chicago ends, till Chicago ends
Till we blow like Chicago wind
I don't know what's better, gettin' laid or gettin' paid
I just know when I'm gettin' one the others gettin' away
This way
This time I made up my mind
This time I'm back on my grind
I know there's things in my life
That I'm a let go startin' tonight
I can't live my I, I can't live my
I can't live my I, I can't live my
I can't live my I, I can't live my
I can't live my life this way
I can't live my I, I can't live my
I can't live my I, I can't live my
I can't live my I, I can't live my
I can't live my life this way
Go 'head, flip a coin so the game can start
Believe I know the drama, kid name the part
I learned before the hot flame came the spark
It's like before the pop fame came the pour
But this industry'll play with your life man
They're playin' with your rent, food, water and lights, man
That's why I rock the beat like that old tightie-T Jam
The batter ram, then I'm off to Amsterdam
To rest up for strength, to deal with this weight
To deal with these deals, to deal with this hate
I dedicate this to Jam Master J
Run DMC showed me how to walk this way!
This time I made up my mind
This time I'm back on my grind
I know there's things in my life
That I'm a let go startin' tonight
I can't live my I, I can't live my
I can't live my I, I can't live my
I can't live my I, I can't live my
I can't live my life this way
I can't live my I, I can't live my
I can't live my I, I can't live my
I can't live my I, I can't live my
I can't live my life this way
This way, this way, this way, hey
Featuring: Nicki Minaj
You might think you've peeked the scene
You haven't, the real one's far too mean
The watered down one, the one you know
Was made up centuries ago
It may just sound all whack and corny
Yes, it's awful, blasted boring
Twisted fiction, sick addiction
Well, gather 'round, children, zip it, listen
Can we get much higher? So high
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Can we get much higher? So high
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Can we get much higher? So high
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Can we get much higher? So high
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I fantasized 'bout this back in Chicago
Mercy, mercy me, that Murcielago
That's me, the first year that I blow
How you say broke in Spanish? Me no hablo
Me drown sorrow in that Diablo
Me found bravery in my bravado
DJs need to listen to the models
You ain't got no fucking Yeezy in Serrato?
(You ain't got no Yeezy, nigga?)
Stupid, but what the hell do I know?
I'm just a Chi-town nigga with a nice flow
And my chick in that new Phoebe Philo
So much head, I woke up to Sleepy Hollow
Can we get much higher?
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Look like a fat booty Celine Dion
Sex is on fire, I'm the king of Leona Lewis
Beyond the truest
Hey, teacher, teacher, tell me how do you respond to students
And refresh the page and restart the memory?
Respark the soul and rebuild the energy?
We stopped the ignorance, we killed the enemies
Sorry for the night demons that still visit me
The plan was to drink until the pain over
But what's worse, the pain or the hangover?
Fresh air rolling down the window
Too many Urkels on your team, that's why you're Winslow
Don't make me pull the toys out, huh
Don't make me pull the toys
And fire up the engines
And then they make noise
Can we get much higher? So high
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
At the mall, there was a seance
Just kids, no parents
Then the sky filled with herons
I saw the devil in a Chrysler LeBaron
And the hell, it wouldn't spare us
And the fires did declare us
But after that, took pills, kissed an heiress
And woke up back in Paris
Can we get much higher? So high
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Can we get much higher? So high
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Can we get much higher? So high
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Can we get much higher? So high
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Can we get much higher? So high
That's that crack music nigga
That real black music nigga
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la
That's that crack music nigga
That real black music nigga
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la
How we stop the black panthers?
Ronald Reagan cooked up an answer
You hear that?
What Gil Scott was hearin
When our heroes and heroines got hooked on heroin.
Crack raised the murder rate in DC and Maryland
We invested in that it's like we got Merril-Lynched
And we been hangin from the same tree ever since
Sometimes I feel the music is the only medicine
So we cook it, cut it, measure it, bag it,sell it
The fiends cop it
Nowadays they cant tell if that's that good shit
We ain't sure man
Put the CD on your toungue yeah, thats pure man.
From the place where the fathers gone,
The mothers is hardly home
And the...
Gonna lock us up in a...home
How the Mexicans say we just tryin to party homes
They wanna pack us all in a box like styrofoam
Who gave Saddam anthrax?
George Bush got the answers
Back in the hood it's a different type of chemical,
Am and Hammer baking soda
Raised they own quota
Writin when our soldiers ran for the stove cuz--
Cuz dreams of being 'Hova went from bein a brokeman ta bein a dopeman
Ta bein a president look theres hope man
This that inspiration for tha mos and tha folks man,
Shorty come and see if mama straight overdosin.
And this is the soundtrack,
This tha type of music you make when you round that--
Crack music nigga,
That real black music nigga.
That's that crack music nigga
That real black music nigga
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la
God-how could you let this happen, happen, happen, happen, happen, happen?
La-la-la
That's that crack music, crack music
That real black music, black music
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la
That's that crack music nigga
That real black music nigga
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la
That's that crack music, crack music,that real black music, black music
Our father, give us this day our daily bread ...give us these days and take our daily bread,
See I done did all this ole bullshit
And to attone I throw a little somethin, somethin on the pulpit.
We took that shit, measured it and then cooked that shit
And what we gave back was crack music
And now we ooze it through they nooks and crannies
So our mammas aint got to be they cooks and nannies
And we gonna repo everything they ever took from grammy
Now the former slaves trade hooks for grammies
(Unh, can the headphones go louder?)
(KANYE WEST! )
(Swag King Cole)
(DJ KHALED! )
[Kanye West]
Can't a young nigga get money anymore?
Tell PETA my mink is draggin' on the floor
Can I have a bad bitch wit'out no flaws
Come to meet me wit'out no drawers?
Dinner with Anna Wintour, racin' wit' Anja Rubik
I told you ma'fuckers it was more than the music
In the projects one day to Project Runway
We done heard all that loud-ass talkin', we used to it
I'm from where shorties fucked up, double-cupped up
Might even kill somebody and YouTube it
So whoever think they words affect me is too stupid
And if you could do it better than me, then you do it
We flyer than the parakeet, floatin' wit' no parachute
Six thousand-dollar pair of shoes, we made it to the Paris news!
Don't talk about style, 'cause I embarrass you
Shut the fuck up when you talk to me 'fore I embarrass you
Can't a young nigga get money anymore?
Tell PETA my mink is draggin' on the floor
Can I have a bad bitch wit'out no flaws
Come to meet me wit'out no drawers?
And the whole industry wanna fuck yo' old chick
Only nigga I got respect for is Wiz
And I'll admit, I fell in love with Kim
'Round the same time she had fell in love wit' him
Well, that's cool, baby girl, do ya thing
Lucky I ain't have Jay drop 'I'm from the team
La familia, Roc Nation
We in the buildin', but still keep it basement
Flyer than the parakeet, floatin' wit' no parachute
Six thousand-dollar pair of shoes, I made it to the Paris news
Don't talk about style, 'cause I embarrass you
Shut the fuck up when you talk to me 'fore I embarrassed you
G.O.O.D. Music, we fresh, we fresh
Anything else, we detest, detest
Bitch-ass niggas got ass and breasts
All that said, lemme ask this quest'
Can't a young nigga get money anymore?
Tell PETA my mink is draggin' on the floor
Can I have a bad bitch wit'out no flaws
Come to meet me wit'out...
Don't talk to me 'bout style, nigga, I'll ma'fuckin' embarrass you
Talkin' 'bout clothes, I'll ma'fuckin' embarrass you
Hollin' 'bout some hoes, I'll ma'fuckin' embarrass you
Way too cold, I promise you'll need some Theraflu
(Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh) Get the Theraflu
(Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh) Get the Theraflu
(Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh, uh-uh, uh-uh)
Did you realize that you are a champion in their eyes?
Yes, I did, so I packed it up and brought it back to the crib
Just a lil' somethin' show you how we live
Everybody want it but it ain't that serious
That's that shit, so if you gon' do it, do it just like this
Did you realize that you are a champion in their eyes?
You don't see just how wild the crowd is?
You don't see just how fly my style is?
I don't see why I need a stylist
When I shop so much I can speak Italian
I don't know I just wanted better for my kids
And I ain't sayin' we was from the Projects
But every time I wanted layaway or a deposit
My dad'll say, "When you see clothes, close your eyelids"
We was sorta like Will Smith and his son
In the movie, I ain't talkin' 'bout the rich ones
'Cause every summer he'll get some
Brand new hare-brained scheme to get rich from
And I don't know what he did for dough
But he'd sent me back to school wit' a new wardrobe
And hey
Did you realize that you are a champion in their eyes?
I think he did, when he packed it up and brought it back to the crib
Just a lil' somethin' show you how we live
Everything I wanted, man, it seemed so serious
That's that shit, so if you gon' do it, do it just like this
Did you realize that you are a champion in their eyes?
When it feel like livin's harder than dyin'
For me givin' up's way harder than tryin'
Lauryn Hill say her heart was in Zion
I wish her heart still was in rhymin'
'Cause who the kids gon' listen to? Huh?
I guess me if it isn't you
Last week I paid a visit to the institute
They got the crop out keepin' kids in the school
I guess I'll clean up my act like Prince'd do
If not for the pleasure, least for the principle
They got the CD then got to see me drop gems
Like I dropped out of P.E.
They used to feel invisible, now they know they invincible
Did you realize that you are a champion in their eyes?
This is the story of a champion
Rounders in the mob and they pop the guns
Stand up, stand up, here he comes
Tell me what it takes to be number one?
Tell me what it takes to be number one?
This is the story of a champion
Rounders in the mob and they pop the guns
Stand up, stand up, here he comes
Tell me what it takes to be number one?
Tell me what it takes to be number one?
Did you realize that you are a champion in their eyes?
Yes, I did, so I packed it up and brought it back to the crib
Just a lil' somethin' show you how we live
Everybody want it but it ain't that serious
That's that shit, so if you gon' do it, do it just like this, like this
Did you realize that you are a champion in their eyes?
Your my devil your my angel,
Your my heaven your my hell,
Your my now your my never,
Your my freedom your my jail,
Your my lies your my truth,
Your my war your my truce,
Your my questions your my proof,
Your stress and your my masseuse,
Mama say mama say momma Dondas’ son,
Lost in this plastic life,
Lets break out of this fake ass party and turn this into a classic night,
If we die in each others arms,
We'll still get laid in the after-life,
If we die in each others arms we'll still get laid.
Chain Heavy
Sweat off My Face
[chorus]
My chain heavy yeah yeah my chain heavy, my chain heavy, my chain too heavy
My chain heavy yeah yeah my chain heavy, my chain heavy, my chain too heavy
They try to tell me my chain broke the levy,
Maybe cuz its flooded,
Why you walkin’ round with a baby cross his cousin,
My teeth already white yall gone make me floss for nothing,
My teeth real diamonds what’s the cause of the frontin',
While yall got all caps on?,
Don Cheadle Time,
Get extra black on em',
Burn Hollywood burn,
Take too long for the homies to get their turn,
Probably be cremated before I get my urn,
They try to tell that aliens built the pyramids,
I swear life's a bitch on a period,
For every instant cuz every hoe thinks you see,
I made my jeweler add a few mo links,
You can look at me and tell I don’t care what nobody think,
And my face always lookin' like somebody stink.
[chorus]
My chain heavy yeah yeah my chain heavy, my chain heavy, my chain too heavy
My chain heavy yeah yeah my chain heavy, my chain heavy, my chain too heavy
Here we go, like we should,
Feel the sweat, on ya face,
Here we go, like we should,
Feel the sweat, on ya face,
Alright okay, feel the sweat on ya face, h
Ere we go, like we should, like we should, like we should
What color was the skin that bared the cross,
No matter how many lashes they couldn't beat it off,
How many caskets will we see in one lifetime?,
That's why Miles Davis coping is mic time,
I keep that notebook on my ottoman,
And wrote hooks about slaves that was slaughtered in the 1800's,
Yall forget that I got called nigger on Twitter so many times,
Man I lived that,
Man I’m just trying to find out where to raise my kids at,
Cuz they don’t want _______ where they crib at,
Hey real tom lookin' for a nice park,
Twelve noon she say my family gone make it too dark,
This is the flow that solar eclipses,
So hopefully one day that real soul will eclipse the bullshit, they got us listenin' to,
In this existence,
Don’t give up now just a little mo persistence,
I want to thank Ice Cube and Michael Jackson(?),
Keep ‘em away huh, something might happen,
La la la la
Wait 'til I get my money right
I had a dream I could buy my way to heaven
When I awoke I spent that on a necklace
I told God I'd be back in a second
Man, it's so hard not to act reckless
To whom much is given much is tested
Get arrested guess until he get the message
I feel the pressure, under more scrutiny
And what I do? Act more stupidly
Bought more jewelry, more Louis V
My momma couldn't get through to me
The drama, people suing me
I'm on TV talkin' like it's just you and me
I'm just saying how I feel, man
I ain't one of the Cosby's, I ain't go to Hill, man
I guess the money should have changed him
I guess I should have forgot where I came from
La la la la
Wait 'til I get my money right
La la la la
Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
Excuse me? Was you saying something?
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
You can't tell me nothing
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
Let up the suicide doors
This is my life homey, you decide yours
I know that Jesus died for us
But I couldn't tell you who the side was
So I parallel double park that mother*** sideways
Old folks talking 'bout back in my day
But homey this is my day, class started two hours ago
Oh, am I late?
No, I already graduated
And you can live through anything if Magic made it
They say I talk with so much emphasis
Ooh, they so sensitive
Don't ever fix your lips like collagen
And then say something where you gonna end up apologin'
Let me know if it's a problem man
Aight man, holla then
La la la la
Wait 'til I get my money right
La la la la
Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
Excuse me? Was you saying something?
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
You can't tell me nothing
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
Let the champagne splash
Let that man get cash
Let that man get passed
He don't even stop to get gas
If he can move through the rumors
He can drive off of fumes 'cause
How he move in a room full of no's?
How he stay faithful in a room full of ***?
Must be the Pharaohs, he in tune with his soul
So when he buried in a tomb full of gold
Treasure, what's your pleasure?
Life is a, uh, dependin' how you dress her
So if the Devil wear Prada, Adam, Eve wear Nada
I'm in between but way more fresher
With way less effort
'Cause when you try hard is when you die hard
Y'all homies lookin' like, why God?
When they reminisce over you, my God
La la la la
Wait 'til I get my money right
La la la la
Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
Excuse me? Was you saying something?
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
You can't tell me nothing
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
La la la la
Wait 'til I get my money right
La la la la
I always knew that one day
They'd try to bring me down
WOoow, one day, they tried to bring me down
ALways knew that one day, they'd try to bring me down
Dooown, way down
We gon' to mass today, we have to pray
Besides what the pastor say, I have to say
Since Pac passed away
Most you rappers don't even deserve a track from me
You see, if you evern wanted to ever be anything
There'd always be somebody that shoot down any dream
There'll always be haters, that's the way it is
Hater niggaz marry hater bitches and have hater kids
But they gon' have to take my life 'fore they take my drive
'Cause when I was barely livin, that's what kept me alive
Just the thought that maybe it could be better than what we at at this time
Make it out of this grind, 'fore I'm out of my mind
And get some lee way on the he say she say
You girl don't like me, how long has she been gay
Spanish girls say "No able ingle"
And everybody want to run to me for their SINGLE
It's funny how these wack niggaz need my help
Wasn't around when I couldn't feed myself
Dog, If I was you, I wouldn't feel myself
Dog, If I was you, I'd kill myself
Made a mill myself, and I'm still myself
And I'ma look in the mirror if I need some help
Ask me from the heart, y'all all frontin
Everybody feel a way about K but at least y'all feel somethin
Why you come here, I bet it only it was forget to get ya
What kind of dream we found, see I'm often at your cross way
Bittersweet
You're gonna be the death of me
I don't want you, but I need you
I love you and hate you at the very same time
Bittersweet
See what I want so much, shit never hurt this bad
Never did this before, that's what the virgin says
We've been generally warned, that's what the surgeon says
God talk to me now, this is an emergency
And she claim she only with me for the currency
You cut me deep bitch, cut me like surgery
And I was too proud to admit that it was hurting me
I'd never do that to you, at least purposely
We breaking up again, we making up again
But we don't love no more, I guess we fucking then
Have you ever felt you ever want to kill her?
And you mix them emotions with tequila
And you mix that with a little bad advice
On one of those bad nights, ya'll have a bad fight
And you talking 'bout her family, her aunts and shit
And she say "Motherfucker, yo momma's a bitch!"
You know, domestic drama and shit, all that attitude
I'll never hit a girl, but I'll shake the shit outta you!
But I'mma be the bigger man, Big Pimpin' like Jiggaman
Oh I guess I figure it's...
See what I want so much, shit never hurt this bad
Never did this before, that's what the virgin says
We've been generally warned, that's what the surgeon says
God talk to me now, this is an emergency
And my nigga said I shouldn't let it worry me
I need to focus on the girls we getting currently
But I been thinking and it got me back to sinking and
This relationship it even got me back to drinking all this
Hennessy
It's gonna be the death of me
And I always thought that you having our child was our destiny
But I can't even vibe with you sexually
Cuz every time I would try, you would question me
Saying "You fucking them girls, disrespecting me?
You don't see how ya lies is affecting me.
You don't see how our life was supposed to be.
And I never let a nigga get that close to me.
And you ain't cracked up to what you was supposed to be.
You always gone, you'll always be where them hoes'll be."
And this the first time she ever spilled her soul to me
I fucked up and I know it g
I guess it's bittersweet poetry
See what I want so much, shit never hurt this bad
Never did this before, that's what the virgin says
We've been generally warned, that's what the surgeon says
Its what you all been waiting for aint it?
What people pay paper for damn it
They cant stand it, they want something new
So let's get re-acquainted
Became the hood favorite
I cant even explain it
I surprise myself too
Life of a Don, lights keep glowin'
Comin' in the club wit that fresh shit on, with something crazy on my arm
Ha Ha Hum, here's another hit, Barry Bonds
(yeah yeah yeah yeah)
We outta here baby!
We outta here baby!
We outta here baby!
Dude!
Fresh off the plane, konitchiwa bitches
Turn around another plane, my passport on pimpin
As for what I did, that nigga done did it
Talked it and he lived it, spitted then he shitted
I don't need to write hits, I might bounce ideas,
But only I could come up with some shit like this
I done played the underdog my whole career
Ive been a very good sport, haven't I, this year
They said he's going crazy and we seen this before
But I'm doing pretty good as far as geniuses go
And I'm doing pretty hood in my pink polo
Please, how you gonna say I ain't no low-head
Cos my Dior got me more my dough-head
I'm insulted
You should go here
And bow so hard till your knees hit your forehead
And the flow just hit code red
Top 5 MC's you ain't gotta remind me
Top 5 MC's you gotta rewind me
I'm high up on the line, you can get behind me
But my head's so big you can't sit behind me
Life of a Don, lights keep glowin'
Comin' in the club wit that fresh shit on, with something crazy on my arm
Ha Ha Hum, here's another hit, Barry Bonds
(Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah)
Yeah, Yeah, We outta here baby!
Wha, Wha, We outta here baby!
And Mr. West is so outta here baby
And me, I'm Mr. Weezy Baby
I'm so bright not shady
My teeth and my eyes so wight like Shady
Ice in my teeth so refrigerated
Whenever they make them, I shall hate them
Oops I meant have them, I'm so crazy
But if you get crazy you be sleeping with daisies
Its such a hay-bit, oops i meant habit
And my drink's still pinker than the easter rabbit
And I'm still cold (cole) like Keisha's family
Stove on my waist turn beef to baddies
And i ate it cos I'm so at it
I don't front and I don't go backwards
And I don't practice
and I don't lack shit
And you can get Barried
We outta here baby
We outta here baby
We outta here baby
Life of a Don, lights keep glowin'
Comin' in the club wit that fresh shit on
Wit something crazy on my arm
Ha Ha Hum, man here's another hit, Barry Bonds
It's amazing, I'm the reason
Everybody fired up this evening
I'm exhausted, barely breathing
Holding on to what I believe in
No matter what you'll never take that from me
My reign is as far as your eyes can see
It's amazin', so amazin', so amazin', so amazin'
It's amazin', so amazin', so amazin', so amazin'
It's amazin'
(Let's go)
I'm a monster, I'm a killer
I know I'm wrong, yeah
I'm a problem that'll never ever be solved
And no matter what you'll never take that from me
My reign is as far as your eyes can see
It's amazin', so amazin', so amazin', so amazin'
It's amazin', so amazin', so amazin', so amazin'
It's amazin'
(Let's go)
I'm a monster, I'm a maven
I know this world is changin'
Never gave in, never gave up
I'm the only thing I'm afraid of
No matter what you'll never take that from me
My reign is as far as your eyes can see
It's amazin', so amazin', so amazin', so amazin'
It's amazin', so amazin', so amazin', so amazin'
It's amazin', so amazin', so amazin', so amazin'
It's amazin', so amazin', so amazin', so amazin'
It's amazin'
I'm amazin', yeah, I'm all that
If I ain't on my grind then what you call that?
Victorious, yeah, we warriors
We make history, strive off victory
Standing at my podium
I'm trying watch my sodium
Die high blood pressure
You even let the Feds getcha
I'm amazin', born on the full moon
I was bred to get it in, no spoon
That's why I'm so goose, summer time, no juice
Big family, small house, no rooms
They like, oh God, why you go so hard?
Look what he's been through
He deserves an applause
So amazin', so amazin', so amazin'
It's amazin', so amazin', so amazin', so amazin'
It's amazin', so amazin', so amazin', so amazin'
It's amazin', so amazin', so amazin', so amazin'
[Talib Kweli]
Yes, welcome to the wonderful sounds of Talib Kweli
Ladies...
I got you in the mood, for an interlude,
Raw like in the nude, I hope this ain't considered rude,
But let's stop talkin, cause it's feelin like an interview,
I know you into me, so, let me get into you,
I'm always in the mood for laughin and lovin and rappin and (fuckin),
And passin the dutch and relaxin and puffin and hittin and duckin,
The rippin production, these kittens ain't muffins,
Just because we stuff 'em in the oven,
My words drippin off the tongue like the wax from a candle wick,
Ill the way I lay down the rap, they can't handle it,
Cats all sappy like romantic flicks, dude, get a clue,
Like Colonel Mustard in the study with a candlestick,
They holdin hands with these dudes like they goin steady,
But, one glimpse and I know they ready, you already know,
Slipped her a note like, 'you ready to go?'
We make a getaway plan and we head for the do'!
[Chorus x2]
I wear the night like a cloak 'cause I move with the stars,
Navigate through the truly bizarre,
Who we are, who we is, it's the kids that stay true to this life,
And if the mood is right, we gon' do it tonight,
[Kanye]
You messin up my mo', my whole mood, told you, oh,
Lose, eat crews like crews like soulfood,
The only producer that feel like "fuck rappers!"
Only backpacker with a chip like hackers,
Only Michael Richardson, only much blacker,
So if he say nigger, then I'ma say (cracker),
Is this the Ritz? Carlton? Dress like, fresh, like, just like..
I'm the shit (Uggh)
You ain't figured out what I'm about yet,
Always rockin that 'this ain't out yet',
But this ain't 'bout that,
From a city where niggers plug like outlets,
Far as music go yo, it ain't no outlets, so,
When I go out, niggers always out to get me in the studio,
And I ain't in the mood to flow,
I'm with my girl and I'm tryin to hit the movies yo,
And they tryna act stupid, oh!
In the club with Silicone Suzie,
What happened to real girls like Rudy?
With real titties like Tooty,
This girl got a silicone booty!
And got the nerve to act moody!
Now I ain't tryin to judge like Judy,
But bitch you a man, you can't fool me!
Act like Fifty, throw her in a pool G...
[Chorus x2]
[Talib:] Break it down
Bringin the drum, keep it funky like a stink in a slum,
'Cause see they wanna breed cursin for the things that don't come
The speakers wrong that we rap dudes speakin in tongues
Christmas time choice for what? No we keepin our guns
Smokin a piff to cause a leak in your lungs,
You ain't got shit to do like Friday when the weekend begun,
Completely done with rap dudes - don't compete with the dumb,
I spill my blood for my people, see how deep it can run?
I'm in the mood like Dante and Main Flow,
Never comin with the same flow, got it's change, yo
It's strange yo, to make yo chain glow, that's yo main goal
That's a facade like I'm somewhere over the rainbow
Really these cats sweeter than mangoes, Mr Bojangles-ass dudes,
Dancin around the club, doin the tango,
Go hard like Iverson playin with hurt ankles,
Plus, wrestle the topic from a different Kurt Angle!
[Chorus x2]
[Roy Ayers] Wow, that's a nice track!
[Chorus: Kanye West]
Now let's start the show show
Step out of the cold cold
We come from the 'Go, 'Go
To the top of the globe globe
The pimps and the hoes hoes
The Folks and the Stones Stones
Whoever you ride fo', we back for some mo'
Get back to the show show, you know
[Common]
Uhh, uhh
Ladies and gentlemen the C-O-double-M-O-N
Synonym for fresh, truth is the emb-lem
Hardcore since I was next door to Clem and them
Cold as the winter when fake niggaz was shiverin
Shakin in they Timberlands, you was played as Bennigans
Hot for a minute, now you just a "remember him"
I been a +Master+ since P was No Limit-in
Stick a sayin, no gimmick and no mimickin
Q infinitin down old blocks are bendin in
Yellin (Fuck Tha Police) like Ren and them
Pelican brief these niggaz on who I be
Before the paper and the fame niggaz knew Rashid
Noble like Dru Ali - many have come
but few have been chose to be a true MC
You sing along wit it, inside you knowin it's wack
Young who? I don't need a openin act [echoes]
[Chorus]
[Common]
Let, let, le-le-le-le-le-let's go
It's a festival in hip-hop; we do it non-stop
Pop your bottles, Chicago niggaz do it in staccato
Choppin notes for my homies, fuck a motto
And Farragamo shoes givin dudes the model
Think fast, drive slow, survival is the throttle
Your live show is hollow, shoulda kept it local
Rappin over vocals, soundin soft as JoJo
With twelve monkeys on stage it's hard to see who's a gorilla
You was better as a drug dealer
Feel the passion of this B-boy ration-al
Half of it is what you say, and half is style
Guess it's time for you to stop cashin now
It's over folks, tell your guys to put the glasses down
Masters now, verses touch the youth like a Catholic priest
Performances keep me stackin the sheets [echoes]
[Chorus]
"And you say Chi-City, let's go Chicago!"
[applause]
"Yo, y'all can make more noise than that!"
"Get live y'all, get live y'all, ah-get live y'all
Ah-get live y'all, ay y'all can get louder than that
Louder, LOUDER!"
(feat. Ludacris & Twista)
[Chorus: Twista]
And we gone stay hustling on the block until we caught
And we gone stay showing off that jewelry that we bought
And we gone stay heated in case it's in and out of court
'Cause we some gangstas, I don't know what the fuck you thought
[Verse One: Ludacris]
Sometimes I think that I gotta see a little bit of brighter days
'Cause I confine myself to a city near you in a solid cage
And you could look to the left and the right, but I'm trapped on center stage
And I could rap to the beat, but I don't know how to change my wage
I still hear a pull and I track 'em, and strack 'em, and whack 'em
Jack a nigga for the day to days and I yak 'em, attack 'em, and sack 'em
Get a weapon and I crack his brain 'cause I'm hustler, baller, pro
And it wouldn't be right for me to be around busters, and crawlers, and hoes
But I'm a pimp at night so talk shit and I'm gonna lift 'em up off of their toes
With a street sweeper regulating quarters, and ki's, and o's
In the two seater, Ludacris and Twista with bags of 'dro
Smoking and choking, get 'em up and croaking
It's so potent, I'm hoping to keep on floating
Soaking wet and you can bet, people I'm high
I'm seeing lions, and tigers and bears - oh my!
And I can't hide it and keep it hidden, good riddance of feeling good
I'm weapon-concealing, stealing my neighborhood
Would, could, and should break a nigga off
They'll see you later, go to the doctor, hold my balls and (cough)
Because the vapors and I caught the drawn, brain blown, honey I'm home
Give me the microphone, and fools is like, 'leave me alone!'
[Chorus]
[Verse Two: Twista]
Throw it up if you get high, get blowed, get drunk
If you on what I'm on come on and kick it, let's ride, smoke 'dro, beat the trunk
All the bad ass bitches that want to party, just shake it, great players get pumped
Me and my thugs and hustlers in the party, get money, fuck hoes, get crunk
(Look out) Put a little bit of hash and some motherfucking purple haze
I feel it all over my body, adrenaline with the Bacardi
got me up and then ripping shit in a rage
In the netti confetti with a belly, gucci
Timberland stepping on the pedal up in the 'lac truck
Want to get me for the wood
Better get the whole motherfucking 'hood to come and give you some back up
We can get into it and if you want to do it
I'm leaking the fluids out of the bodies that want to come at this
If they ever got some blood for fucking with thugs that I bury
My adversaries better not want none of Twis'
Represent for the city, anybody that different with me
got into thinking its a game
And whether you in my city and I talk shit
I'm going to kill him, especially if he say my name
I've been known to handle my business
Or I'm gonna stick him up for the scrilla, from K-Tilla, smoking on a fat pilla
Murder haters that I'm full of
Niggaz claiming they wanna bring a baretta they'll be killas
Balling out so hard the size of my rims grows to a hellafied sight-scene
When the dough become no bigger, I'm gonna still drop that 2003
(Throw it up if you...)
[Chorus] - 2X
This was founded years ago
By broke slaves, years ago
Who did not have, years ago
By broke brothas in the 20s, years ago
Who did not have when we could not eat
Hmm, remember that?
Eating all of our cereal with forks because we wanted to save the milk, do you remember that? Hmm?
Do you remember all those Christmases when your Mama walked in the room and pretended she was the tree, huh?
Remember that?
We broke, broke broke phi broke
(We ain't got it)
Broke, broke, broke phi broke
(We ain't got it)
Don't spend no money
Ain't got no clothes
Ain't got no cars
Ain't got no hos
We broke, broke, broke phi broke
(We ain't got it)
Broke, broke, broke phi broke
(We ain't got it)
Got no money (got no money)
We got no clothes (got no clothes)
Ain't got no cars (got no cars)
Can't get no hos
We broke, broke, broke, broke, broke
Buncha niggas
Broke, broke, broke, broke, broke!
I brought you brothers here to start our own fraternity
Broke Phi Broke, we ain't got it.
Broke Phi Broke (we ain't got it)
No, we have no money
We are sharin' jeans.
If I go outside, I got the only clothing on.
How many cars do we own? (None!)
How many cars do we own? (None, sir!)
Should we let our woman go and be with the cat in the car?
Yes, we will.
Why? Because we can't afford gas. Say it with me!
(We can't afford no gas!)
Say it!
(We can't afford no gas!)
So we ain't drivin'!
[Kanye West]
There's only one girl on my agenda
(You talking bout Brenda?)
Naw I'm talking bout Linda, from last September
Now Linda love lace like Linda love lace
LaFace says she like +Mase+ but she love +Face+
And I know that Linda was a hip-hop-head
And I know that Linda gave Hip-Hop head
But I feel I could convert her
Cuz I ain't here to hurt her mayn
And she was messin wit me when I was still at Burger King
She ain't hop in my bed cuz of the whips and cream
Cuz when I had her in bed I had whip cream
Shakespearian midsummer night dream
I unzip things and pull out big things
They was flashin gr-green, she was like "ch-ching"
Got em, but she know a rreeal nigga when she, spot him
So now she's pickin dresses from Veroraiyn
Scratchin out her maiden and here's my name
Now I'm sittin at the bar wit all my guys
They sayin "Cheers to you for your future years of pain"
Like "Dog you ready to give all this shit up?
The summer's on its way and these hoes doin sit-ups
And when they see the way the G-5 lights lit up
Your gonna wanna have two like John Ritter"
But naww, I bought her a brand new BM
He said "Dog, slow down like Brand Nubian now"
[Consequence]
I just feel the need to purge my soul from the work load
Couldn't watch another nigga get burnt slow
She said her man was busy, always bored her with work load
Never takes her out and falls asleep in his work clothes
She needs some excitement, which leads to this indictment
Believe what you like kid, according to her
When we recorded with her, Linda changed her name to Nicky
Sang along to Darlin Nicky, co-star of my quickies
That foot is so pretty, but I'm sure you recognize
That bra holds titties, those are her titties
Solar's so pretty, but not to rub it in
But that white Russian did make her lonely like the wind
So the over right that's in, on the over night depends
If you take heed the game, and please keep ya name, word
[Kanye West]
Cuz she's just a playa playa
That's playin games wit me
[John Legend]
I can't see myself getting out the game, no time soon
Ooooh, as I continue as I, Ooooh, as I continue as I
Oooh, Oooh
Can't see myself getting out the game, no time soon
Ooooh, as I continue as I, Ooooh, as I continue as I
Oooh, Oooh
[Intro:]
Yeah Grandmama
Told you i won't let you down
Told you i won't let this rap game change me, right?
[Chorus:]
When it comes to being true, at least true to me
One thing i found,one thing i found
Oh no you'll neva let me down,
Get up i get(down)
Get up i get(down)
Get up i get(down)
Get up i get(down)
Get up i get(down)
Get up i get(down)
[Jay-Z:]
Yo, yo first i snatched the street then i snatched the charts,
First had they ear now i hav they're heart,
Rappers came and went,
I've been hear from the start,
Seen them put it together
Watch them take it apart,
See the rollers roll up wit ribbons
I've seen them re-poed, re-sold and re-driven
So when i reload, he holds #1 position
When u hot i'm hot
And when your feet cold, mines is sizzelin
It's plain to see
Nigga's can't f*** wit me
Cuz ima be that nigga fo life
This is not an image
This is God given
This is hard liven
Mixed wit crystall sippin
It's the most consistent
Hov
Give you the most hits you can fit inside a whole disc and
Nigga I'm home on these charts, y'all niggaz visitin
It's Hov tradition, Jeff Gordan of rap
I'm back to claim pole position, holla at ya boy
[Chorus]
[Kanye West:]
I get down for my grandfather who took my momma
Made her sit that seat where white folks aint wanna us to eat
At the tender age of 6 she was arrested for the sit in
With that in my blood i was born to be different
Now niggas can't make it to ballots to choose leadership
But we can make it to Jacob and to the dealership
That's why i hear new music
And i jus dun b feelin it
Racism still alive they jus be consealin it
But i know they don't want me in the damn club
They even made me show I.D to get up in to sam's club
I did dirt and went to church to get my hands scrubbed
Swear I've been baptised at least 3 or 4 times
But in the land where nigga's pray
U con's are getting paid
It gon take a lot more than coupons to get us saved
Like it take a lot more than do-rags to get your waves
Notin sadder than that day my girl father past away
So i promised to MR.rany i'm gonna marry your daughter
And u know i gotta thank u for they way that she was brought up
And i know that u were smiling when u see that car i bought her
And u sent tears from heaven when u seen my car get balled up
But i can't complaint what the accident did to my left eye
Cuz look what a accident did to left eye
First Aaliyah and now romeo must die
I know a got angels watchin me from the other side
[Chorus x2]
[J.Ivy:]
We are all here for a reason on a particular path
You don't need a curriculum to know that you are part of the math
Cats think I'm delirious, but I'm so damn serious
That's why I expose my soul to the globe, the world
I'm trying to make it better for these little boys and girls
I'm not just another individual, my spirit is a part of this
That's why I get spiritual, but I get my hymns from Him
So it's not me, it's He that's lyrical
I'm not a miracle, I'm a heaven-sent instrument
My rhythmatic regimen navigates melodic notes for your soul and your mental
That's why I'm instrumental
Vibrations is what I'm into
Yeah, I need my loot by rent day
But that is not what gives me the heart of Kunte Kinte
I'm tryina give us "us free" like Cinque
I can't stop, that's why I'm hot
Determination, dedication, motivation
I'm talking to you, my many inspirations
When I say I can't, let yourself down
If I were of the highest cliff, on the highest riff
And you slipped down the side and clinched on to your life in my grip
I would never, ever let you down
And when these words are found
Let it been known that God's penmanship has been signed with a language called love
That's why my breath is felt by the deaf
And why my words are heard and confined to the ears of the blind
I, too, dream in color and in rhyme
So I guess I'm one of a kind in a full house
Cuz whenever I open my heart, my soul, or my mouth
A touch of God reigns out
[Chorus]
[Jay-Z (Kanye West)]
Who else you know been hot this long,
(Oh Ya, you know we ain't finished)
Started from nothing but he got this strong,
(The ROC is in the building)
Move the rock from a pebble, pedalled rock before I met you,
Pedalled bikes, got my nephews pedal bikes because they special,
Let you tell that man I'm falling,
Well somebody must've caught him,
Cause every fourth quarter, I like to Mike Jordan 'em,
Number one albums, what I got like four of dem,
More of dem on the way,
The Eight Wonder on the way,
Clear the way, I'm here to stay,
Y'all can save the chitter chat, this and that, this and Jay,
Dissin' Jay 'ill get you mased,
When I start spitting them lyrics, niggas get very religious,
Six Hail Maries, please Father forgive us,
Young, the Archbishop, the Pope John Paul of y'all niggas,
The way y'all all follow Jigga,
Hov's a living legend and I tell you why,
Everybody wanna be Hov and Hov still alive.
I've lived
Yes I've lived a life that's full
I've traveled each, and every highway
What more, and what's more than this -
It go my way, Chi-Way
This way or the highway
Shots'll lay you off on your day off, like Friday
The ROC got "-Ye" but they ain't snortin' it
They just got him up the base line recordin' shit
Yeah I've been broke
Now I'm good bitch
I ain't no Kennedy
But I'm hood rich
So I say my way to thank you to the ghetto
And everybody else, thank you very little
I took the road less traveled, the unbeaten path
I've been beatin', but never brokin' through the darkest past
It's sort of like when King spoke and said we free at last
Ain't nothin' free from that point, though
We needed cash
And we need it fast
We broker than Ethiopians just tryin' to eat at last
Now all the blacks cookin' up, they're almost white
'Cause gettin' green makes 'em tea just we almost white
Almost
I've lived
Yes I've lived a life that's full
I've traveled each, and every highway
What more, and what's more than this -
It go my way, Chi-Way
This way or the highway
Niggaz wanna diss K
On they're local mix-tapes
There they go again, lyin' to consumers
Get their hair cut in the little shop of rumors
Your lil' sloppy with your cockyness ain't ya
A little arrogant with all your compares
'Cause as far as the Chi
I got the most black sister beginnin' to rap
And nah, I ain't mentionin' that
Y'all just talk about my dough
How I left Chicago
How I'm the only one eatin'
Shut your pie whole
And wanna figure out why I'm gettin' it high though
Why? 'Cause you need fire, and I'm a pyro
When you prepare, would you copy what I do and say?
Only difference between you and me, you were gay
Ahhhhh, did he get his feelin's hurt?
Nahhhh, he's got titties under his shirt
I've lived
Yes I've lived a life that's full
I've traveled each, and every highway
What more, and what's more than this -
It go my way, Chi-Way
This way or the highway
When you walk straight, niggaz tend to look at you sideways
I say, Fuck that dog, I get my own way
Niggaz ain't believe me 'till they see me on t.v
And seen K freely, gettin' head on the freeway
Then passin' up Freeway, just like it's a relay
We stay 4 stars, all better
'Cause the couches in the rooms got, more leather
And we gon' flip Carter, when we could afford better
And back, before Benzes, when we could afford Jettas
You still dress (Ardjo), but only pay partial
Stay gettin' somethin' off lay-a-way at Marshall's
Polo and (Carbesher's), we into them things dogg
Back in '96 we was livin' like kings dogg
40 cals or better, tottin' them things dogg
So up the turkish snake, and take them rings off
I've lived
Yes I've lived a life that's full
I've traveled each, and every highway
What more, and what's more than this -
I did it my way
Heavy Hitter for life
Heavy hitters for life
You rappers think I give a f*ck about the way the day spent
Want to be on my album but don't want me on they sh*t
Everybody thought i was makin a compelation
I was really makin myself they competation.
Fresh off the plane form the all star game.
Bone girls on t.v so it's all star trains
Just picture man. No stichin man.
somethin for the phiends fresh out the kitchen man.
Last 9/11 I was poor on a half till I floored up my math
Now it's Porsche 9/11 and I'm floorin the gas
Problems that i had no more.
well damn look at how everybody den changed
all my niggas is bout to have it made
tell j that i'm bout to change the game
this makes everything else sound played
goddamn Kanye! Kanye! Kanye!
Now hold up. Ain't nobody makin with me dog now you say it.
Ain't nobody messin with you at all
I told dude you can't even rap on my interlude
now does that make me as rude as Jude?
When the album comin out man the people is askin
Yall got motive adidas ya sick with the fashion
Ya already got do so ya spit for the passion
the way ya rhymes give me Tribe Called Quest flash backs
And let's not even bring up the tracks man
nope nope let's not do that man
ya eatin up the game like Pac man
and got the whole world shakin just like crack phiends.
Heavy hitters for life
Roca fella is for life throw them diamonds up throw them diamonds up trow ya diamonds
I'm tryin to catch the beat, uh
I'm tryin to catch the beat
I'm tryin to catch the beat, uh uh, uh
I'm tryin to catch the beat
N-now, th-th-throw ya motherfuckin hands
GET EM HIGH
All the girls pass the weed to ya motherfuckin man
GET EM HIGH
Now I ain't never tell you to put down ya hands
KEEP EM HIGH
And if ya losin yo high than smoke again
KEEP EM HIGH
N-n-n-now, my flow
Is in the pocket like wallets, I got the bounce like hydrolics
I can't call it, I got the swerve like alchoooool-ics
My freshman year I was goin through hell, a problem
Still I, built up the nerve to drop my ass up outta collllllll-ege
My teacher said I'se a loser, I told her why don't you kill me
I give a fuck if you fail me, I'm gonna folllllllllll-ow
My heart, and if you follow the charts, to the plaques or the stacks
You ain't gotta guess who's back, you see
I'm so Chi that you thought it was bashfull but this
bastard's flow will bash a skull
And I will, cut your girl like Pastor Troy
And I don't, usually smoke but pass the 'dro
And I won't, give you that money that you askin fo'
Why you think, me and Dame cool, we assholes
That's why we here your music in fast fo'
Cuz we don't wanna here that weak shit no mo'
N-now, th-th-throw ya motherfuckin hands
GET EM HIGH
All the girls pass the weed to ya motherfuckin man
GET EM HIGH
Now I ain't never tell you to put down ya hands
KEEP EM HIGH
And if ya losin yo high than smoke again
KEEP EM HIGH
N-n-n-n-n-now who the hell is this
E-mailin me at 11:26, tellin me that she 36-26, plus double-d
You know how girls on black planet be when they get bubblee
At NYU but she hail from Kansas, right now she just lampin, chillin on
campus
Sent me a picture with her feelin on Candice
Who said her favorite rapper was the late great Francis
W-H-I-T, it's gettin late mami, your screen saver say tweet
So you got to call me, and bring a friend for my friend
His name Kweli
(You mean Talib, lyric sticks to your rib)
I mean
(That's my favorite CD that I play at my crib)
I mean
(You don't really know him, why is you lyin)
Yo Kwe, she don't believe me, please pickup the line
She gon' think that I'm lyin, just spit a couple of lines
Then maybe I'll be able to give her dick all the time, and get her high
Yeah
I can't believe this nigga use my name for pickin up dimes but
GET EM HIGH, I need some tracks you tryin to pull tracks out
And my rhymes as fittin to blow you tryin to blow back south
Well ok, you twisted my arm, I'll asist with the charm, aiyyo
Ain't you meet that chick at the conference wit ya mom?
And she's the bomb, boy she got the boujI behavior
Always got somethin to say like an okay playa hater
Anyway, I don't usualy fuck with the internet
Birth Controls stuck to they arm like Nicorette
You really fuckin that much, you tryin to get off cigarettes
And she think it's fly, she ain't met a real nigga yet
I appoligize if I come off a little inconsiderate
I got the bubble cushion a sister could get ahead of it
Get em high like noon, or the moon or room filled with smoke
A high filled with dope
Y'all assumed I was doomed, out of tune, but I still feel the notes
The real nigga quotes
Real rappers is hard to find, like a remonte, control rap is not a
Used too but still got love, that's why I abuse you who are not thugs
Rock clubs, it's like Tiger, Woods in the hood, to have my own reality show
Called Soul Survivor, I stole all liver, niggaz in you
You'se a bitch I got ones that are thicker than you
How could I ever let your words affect me, they say Hip-Hop is dead
I'm here to resurrect me, mosh is to sexy to even make songs like these
That's why the raw don't know your name, like Alicia Keys
To many featured emcees, and pro-ducers is populer
Twelve thousand spins, nobody got to coppin her
Album, how come, you the hot garbager
The years clear your image and snooped up
Label got you souped up, tellin you you sick
Man you a dick with a loose nut
Video hard to watch like Medusa
Even your club record need a booster
Chimped up, with a pimp cup, illeaterate nigga
Read the infa, red across your head I'm bread king like Simba
Bolder then Denver, I ain't a Madd Rapper just a emcee with a temper
You dansin for money like honey, I did this my way
So when the industry crash, I survive like Kanye
Spittin through wires and fires, emcees retirin
Got yo hands up, get them motherfuckers higher then
N-now, th-th-throw ya motherfuckin hands
GET EM HIGH
All the girls pass the weed to ya motherfuckin man
GET EM HIGH
Now I ain't never tell you to put down ya hands
KEEP EM HIGH
And if ya losin yo high than smoke again
How's your son? (all, all, all the things, things)
He make the team this year? (all, all, all the things things)
Aw th-, they said he wasn't tall enough?
(all, all, all the glitter is not gold)
Yeah me we gon' cook this up (now gold is not a reality)
(real is what you live to be)
This is family business
And this is for the family that can't be with us
And this is for my cousin locked down, know the answer's in us
That's why I spit it in my songs so sweet
Like a photo of your granny's picture
Now that you're gone it hit us
Super hard on Thankgiving and Christmas, this can't be right
Yeah you heard the track I did man, this can't be life
Somebody please say grace so I can save face
And have a reason to cover my face
I even made you a plate, soul food, know how Granny do it
Monkey bread on the side, know how the family do it
When I brought it why had guard have to look all to it?
As kids we used to laugh
Who knew that life would move this fast?
Who knew I'd have to look at you through a glass?
And look, tell me you ain't did it, you ain't did it
And if you did, then that's family business
And I don't care 'bout (all the, all the diamond rings, diamond rings)
They don't mean a thing (all, all, all the things)
All these fancy things
I tell you that all (all the glitter) my weight in gold
Now all I know I know all these things
This is family business
And this is for everybody standin' with us
Come on, let's take a family Grammy picture
Abby, remember when they ain't believe in me?
Now she like "See, that's my cousin on TV"
Now, we gettin' it and we gon' make it
And y'all gon' hate it and I'm his favorite
I can't deny it, I'm a straight rider
But when we get together be electric slidin'
Grandma, get 'em shook up
Aw naw, don't open the photo book up
I got an Aunt Ruth that can't remember your name
But I bet them Polaroids'll send her down memory lane
You know that one auntie, you don't wanna be rude
But every holiday nobody eatin' her food
And you don't wanna stay there cuz them your worst cousins
Got roaches at their crib like them your first cousins
Act like you ain't took a bath with your cousins
Fit three in the bed while six of y'all
I'm talkin' 'bout three by the head and three by the leg
But you ain't have to tell my girl I used to pee in the bed
Rain, rain, rain go away
Let the sun come out and all the children say
Rain, rain, rain go away
Let the sun come out and all the children say
I woke up early this mornin' with a new state of mind
A creative way to rhyme without usin' knives and guns
Keep your nose out the sky, keep your heart to God
And keep your face to the risin' sun
All my niggas from the Chi, that's my family dog
And my niggas ain't my guys, they my family dog
I feel like one day you'll understand me dog
You can still love your man and be manly dog
You ain't got to get heated at every house warmin'
Sittin' here, grillin' people like George Foreman
Why Uncle Ray and Aunt Shiela always performin'?
The second she storms out then he storms in
Y'all gon' sit down, have a good time this reunion
And drink some wine like Communion
And act like everything fine and if it isn't
We ain't lettin' everybody in our family business
(all the, all the diamond rings, diamond rings)
They don't mean a thing (all, all, all the things)
They don't mean a thing
(all the, all the diamond rings, diamond rings)
They don't mean a thing, a thing
And I don't care 'bout (all the, all the diamond rings, diamond rings)
They don't mean a thing (all, all, all the things)
All these fancy things
I tell you that all (all the glitter) my weight in gold
Now all I know I know all these things
(oooh) All these things (these things)
All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
(feat. Jay-Z)
WHOO!
[Hook]
Memph' Bleek always smokin that la-la-la (HOO)
Beanie Sigel always smokin that la-la-la (HOO)
Kanye track smoke like la-la-la (HOO)
It's the R.O.C. mami, sing our lullaby
C'mon!
[Chorus]
Excuse me miss, I'm the shit
You should come, hang with me, basically
Hold up, skip all the singin' let's get right tonight mami
[Jay-Z]
I know my English ain't as modest as you like
But come, get some, you little bums
I take the cake from under the baker's thumbs
I bake the cake, get two of them for one
Then I move the weight like I'm Oprah's son
Uh, I'll show you how to do this son
Young don't mess with chicks in Burberry paddings
Fake Manolo boots straight from Steve Madden (u-uh)
He padded hisself the rap J.F.K., you wanna pass for my Jaqueline Onassis
Then, hop ya ass out that S-class
Lay back in that Maybach, roll the best grass, I ask
Have you in your long-legged life
ever seen a watch surrounded by this much pink ice?
Look but don't touch, motherfucker think twice
'Cause the gat that I clutch got a little red light
Need a light?
[Hook]
To smoke that la-la-la
Beanie Sigel always smoking that la-la-la
Memph' Bleek always smoking that la-la-la
It's the R.O.C. mami, sing our lullaby
C'mon!
[Chorus]
Excuse me miss, I'm the shit
You should come, hang with me, basically
Hold up, skip all the singin' let's get right tonight mami
[Jay-Z]
We got brothers full of Arm'i, mami's in Manolo
Bags by Chanel, all Louis Vuitton logos
All attracted to Hov' because they know dough
When they see him, whips be European
If you're a ten, chances you're with him
If you're a five, you know you ridin' with them
Sick with the pen nigga, no physician in the world could fix him
No prescription, you could prescribe to subside, his affliction
He's not a sane man, he's more like reign man - twitchin'
You can't rain dance on his picnic
No Haitian voodoo, no headless chickens can dead his sickness
No Ouija board, you can't see me dog, nigga you CB-4
This ain't Chris Rock bitch, it's the R.O.C. bitch
And I'm the franchise like a Houston Rocket, Yao Ming!
[Hook]
Still smokin that la-la-la
Memph' Bleek still smokin that la-la-la
Beanie Sigel, Desert Eagle, the four-ty five
It's the R.O.C. baby, sing our lullaby
C'mon!
[Chorus]
Excuse me miss, I'm the shit
You should come, hang with me, basically
Hold up, skip all the singin' let's get right tonight mami
[Verse Three: Kanye West]
She playin she hate when I'm name droppin
So when I talk rap, she gon' change topics
But I got a plan B that's planned out, for when things don't pan out
Hov' tellin ya mind brother, I'ma play shy brother
So you take the Destiny Child girl in the Coupe?
Then I'ma try bag the ones that got kicked out the group
I figured that'll be simple, I'll just help 'em with their demo
Help 'em to the limo, play the upboard instrumentals
And she - grabbed my tattoo, peeped my credentials
And she - grabbed my pants, felt the potential
And I - rubbed 'bout every essential
That have fun breakin her fundamentals
Excuse me miss, the artist of the new millenium
Has finally stopped drivin that blue Millenium
And got a good of trenny and filled it with plenty of Henney
and Remi and weed, 'til she higher than Hilliam
[Hook]
If she pass me, smoke that la-la-la
Memphis Bleek always smokin that la-la-la
Beanie Sigel, Desert Eagle, the four-ty five
It's the R.O.C. bitch, sing our lullaby
C'mon!
[Chorus]
Excuse me miss, I'm the shit
You should come, hang with me, basically
WHOA, skip all the singin' let's get right tonight, mami
(feat. Consequence)
You got to
[Chorus]
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down
All day long man, we back in town
[Consequence]
Homie check it out I got her mesmerized
So won't you hook a chew scorns, she tellin you buy
Street poetry is how ya boy get paid
And I wear no Escalade, metallic, black or beige
Yo when I walk up in the club you know I do not pay
Aiiyo my man Kanyeezy he got something to say
[Kanye West]
Aiiyo my name is Kanyeezy from the Roc-A fam
And where the glocks don't jam, so where we pop them scrams
See I showed you on the champions how we get down
So don't twist ya lips, I'm like Bobby Brown
You got B2K on all your bedroom wall
But if you be with Kan, gonna work ya walls
Straight from the South side of dem Chi-town streets
The top three in the game, with these here beats
[Consequence]
And if you talk about him, aiiyo I take you out
Either with the nine or the tech's in his mouth
And let that dime gettin friendly than the orgie's at eight
But y'all niggaz don't shine so you couldn't relate
[Chorus]
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down (You couldn't relate)
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down (Yo Quence, you couldn't relate)
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down
[Consequence]
Quence without the game, now he's back to ball
Drive you insane, drop a tat at the mall
You starin at my Rolls' cold way to long
But I ain't scared of robbers, why I wear tephlon
I took her on the ave and she expect me to trip
But I made up with no style while I bought me some kicks
So if you want the drama holler at ya boy
[Kanye West]
Original rude boy like Pastor Troy
The G-500 is my favorite toy
'Cause it don't look like a thug or a hood
But he keep dem gorilla's so we still be good
By the way my name is K, don't forget the A
and the N-Y-E, out N.Y.C
I'ma still rep the gold, no matter where I go
Everybody say I'm hot, I'm sayin I'm cold
Hate when niggaz leave the city and switch up they reps
On the real homie, I don't get down like that
I'ma milk the game, 'til we all can eat
[Consequence]
Now the Chocolate Factory is what I bump in my jeep
So roll me up a L, but don't lace it with leak
'Cause that shit'll have me zonin for a couple of weeks
[Kanye West]
Now your momma told you let the Cleveland show
'Cause that's the best way to get a nigga with dough
They're fakin pregnancies and Cartier tournier
But she ain't know I'm cheaper than IKEA furniture
[Consequence]
Kanye, White, Malik, Little and D
Menace, Skates to Lou and 'em Puffs from L.B
They know the Consequence be wearin gold and ice
'Cause I got out the projects, where it's flooded with mice
Ey shorty let me tell you 'bout the rules of my Nikes
It seems they always keep on movin, I don't hear nuthin twice
[Chorus]
So relax yourself or we'll whack ya down (Don't hear nuthin twice)
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down (Don't hear nuthin twice)
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down (Calm down)
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down (Yeah!)
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down (Yeah!)
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down (It's the R.O.C.!)
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down (Uhh)
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down (Yeah)
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down (Uh-huh, yeah)
All day long man, we back in town
[Repeat 'til end]
Relax yaself or we'll whack ya down
[Kanye talking]
first of all this song right here got a long ass intro
you got everything you got beats from kanye
what else you need
this a this a kanye beat
its not da its not da imposters this time
you know you like this
i i know i i been in the studio with her
you know what listen to me
[verse 1]
you'll never catch me in that baby mama bizz again
im pushin da g-5 all da girls tryna say my hair look indian
and they aint neva seen him and mc em
now i dont like fake titties but ill f*ck lil kim
its just da weight datz been killin me
i been waitin for hilary to leave da room to find out if she feelin me
sprinkle a little game tell her we tourin da same
she like a lotta clothes i like to see her out of em
she got a lot exsposed pump up the volume
pump of the volume dance dance
dont give kanye a chance
cuz imma gemini with 2002 rides
yall talkin that business im peepin the thighs
look imma tryna hit dat back end before i get dat back end
called g how do she need dat beat track again and tell her
[Hook]
i came back for you
to show you that im workin with a little somethin
and we get the session pumpin
see i came back for you
cuz any rap chick dat look half nice
im givin em half price
[Verse 2]
back when eve went with steve
before she had a weave
i was sendin her beat tapes like you wouldnt believe
back when foxy had a group with nas and az
da way she looked on chyna doll
i wouldve did dem beats for free
cuz only recently i been gettin a visa fee
da checks i got from d dot was steady teasin me
i got some earrings he gave me they may be fake
but at least its got girls callin me babycake
now maybe kay can have a manaj with lazy kay
and lady may maybe hey
you lookin all thick and sweet
you need a n*gga that can give you d*ck and beats
so go and get angie and tell her
[Hook]
i came back for you
to show you that im workin with a little somethin
and we get the session pumpin
see i came back for you
cuz any rap chick dat look half nice
im givin em half price
[Kanye talkin]
right now i gotta 2 for head sale
send send headshots first tho
beat tapes for who
oh trina im right there im right there
ill be at the studio in five minutes
yeah yeah she said she wanna ass look
could she wear
i told her all i needed was my back end checked
i told her
Yeah, breathe in, breathe out
If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out
Push a big truck, pull ya keys out
Girls go wild and pull ya deez out
Breathe in, breathe out
Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out
If a nigga act up, pull a Desert E's out
When I pull the piece out niggas like "Peace out!"
Golly, more of that bullshit ice rap
I got to 'pologize to Mos and Kweli (probably)
But is it cool to rap about gold
If I told the world I copped it from Ghana and Mali? (Mali!)
First nigga with a Benz and a backpack
Ice chain, Cardi lens, and a knapsack
Always said if I rapped I'd say somethin' significant
But now I'm rappin' 'bout money, hoes, and rims again
And it's still about the Benjamins
Big faced hundreds and whatever other synonyms
Strippers named Cinnamon
More chips than Pentium
What'cha gon' buy next? Whatever new trend it is
I'm tryin' to spend my stacks
And I'm so broke I look back like "Damn, was I on crack?"
I mean twelve platinum chains, was I on that?
What the hell was wrong with me dog?
Sing along with my y'all
Yeah, breathe in, breathe out
If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out
Push a big truck, pull ya keys out
Girls go wild and pull ya deez out
Breathe in, breathe out
Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out
If a nigga act up, pull a Desert E's out
When I pull the piece out niggas like "Peace out!"
Now even though I went to college and dropped out of school quick
I always had a Ph.D.: a Pretty Huge Dick
Ladies tired of gettin' ripped off by guys like this
And givin' head is like a whale, using the toothpick'
Well, I'm in the club for a limited time
Act now and get some action for $free.99
Later on I might charge for ménage
Heard her man was the boss of the floss
But she still want to toss me the drawers
And it ain't gon' cost me because she my caddy
Cuz she grabbed my golf balls in the club
And I'm still actin' calm than a mug
She asked "Can you drive me and the hunnies to where my Altima was?"
While we drive she tellin' me 'bout problems with her man
Baby I fully understand
Let me help you with a plan
While he trickin' off, don't get no rich nigga
Give ME some head, that'll really piss hI'm off
Yeah, breathe in, breathe out
If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out
Push a big truck, pull ya keys out
Girls go wild and pull ya deez out
Breathe in, breathe out
Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out
If a nigga act up, pull a Desert E's out
When I pull a piece out niggas like "Peace out!"
I blow past low class niggas with no cash
In the fo' dash six, bitch you can go ask
So when I go fast popo just laugh
Right until I run out of gas or 'til I go crash
Whatever comes first I'm prepared for the worst
Whatever comes second I'll be there with my weapon
Pullin' up in the Lexuses/'lexeses, one on both hand
So I guess them GSes was ambidextrous
Coulda sworn her breasteses was sendin' me messages
"K I need a free hand mammogram
I got weed, drink, and a Handicam
All of which is legal in Amsterdam"
So say my name like Candyman
And I'ma come and fix you up like the handyman
But if you don't need a fix, girl you gotta leave
You can't take that all at one time ya gotta breathe
Yeah, breathe in, breathe out
If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out
Push a big truck, pull ya keys out
Girls go wild and pull ya deez out
Breathe in, breathe out
Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out
If a nigga act up, pull a Desert E's out
(Ad libs)
Yo Hip-Hop Is niggaz still talkin bout I can't rap Come On Now
Look for me Young K
Took Tupac beat and got paid
My favorite rapper is Makaveli, Nas and Jay-Z
Eminem, Mase, Biggie Smalls and me
Now if you was my girlfriend you don't need no guyfriend
He could get his head bust nigga ain't my friend
Why the hell you lying who the hell you trying
Who the hell you know that threw away his throwbacks
When they suggested they was made by Majestic
My answers cost three-hundred-fifty ya naw mean
Doesn't even have got her number we ain't on the same team
You got the hat the jacket shoelaces to match
I got the gat ratching new cases to catch
I got my business manager erasing my debt
I mean my credit was so pathetic I couldn't get a debit
I fill out for a car but shit they always debt it
My girl come over try to help me shine
How you gonna help me get a car your credit worser than mine
But everytime I get a check you be first up in line
Told you bout gold-diggin bitch it's worser than lying
You better grow up before I blow up
Have weed rolled up when I show up
Matter fact we broke as fuck
Ain't nothing left to do except get tore up from the floor up
Shit that's how I knew you was my girlfriend
So I promise to never pick up smutts
In my Cadillac pick-up truck
They need to get they sit-ups up
They always be colder than you
A little richer a little thicker a litter older than you
Probably a little smarter so they can drop me some jewels
That I could drop back to you to get your ass back in college
So you can be where they at two years from now
But for now bartender two beers for now
The second one is for my girlfriend
[Jay-Z] All I need in this life of sin is me and my girlfriend,
me and my girlfriend
[B.K.] Down to ride til the very end is me and my boyfriend,
me and my boyfriend
I'm talkin bout when we was in Nissan's no Benz or such
We wasn't from Switzerland but we'll still go Dutch
Greater man could prob picture like there go us
No styles just good times like they're so nuts
We always thought if we had dough we could do so much
Like you ain't got to save the roach we can finish the Dutch
Like we ain't have to go coach told you i'll be paid soon
We ain't got to sit in this emergency aisle just to get leg room
We ain't got to go back to my room there's only one bedroom
That I call my lair
We was V.I.P. Very Imaginary Playaz
But you was my girlfriend yea yea yea you was my girlfriend
[Jay-Z] Holla, All I need in this world of sin is me and my girlfriend,
me and my girlfriend
[B.K.] Down to ride til the very end is me and my boyfriend,
me and my boyfriend
That's Right (Kanye)
[Jay-Z] All I need in this world of sin is me and my girlfriend,
me and my girlfriend
Look for me
[B.K.] Down to ride til the very end is me and my boyfriend,
me and my boyfriend
[Jay-Z] Yep!
(Hook)
My raps is better than yours
My plaques is better than yours
My tracks is better than yours
You can have one but I have to charge
We can start with the hits on my arm I already got the bomb
Now all I need is my first LP to go gold
Then I will have the Kwam uh-uh uh-uh uh-uh
I'm Kon the Louis Vuitton Don
Bought my Mom a purse now she Louis Vuitton Mom
Still might throw on a little low arm they want me to stop go on gon
They don't want me to shop and me spending that hard
Oh my God is that a black card
I turned around and replied why yes
But I prefer the term African American Express
(Hook)
La La La La La Off MTV
La La La La La When you gonna go out with Me
Brains Power and Muscle like Dame Puffy and Russell
Your boy back on his hustle don't know you don't discuss you
Every rapper want to know when they can get to work
Every stylist want to know where they can get the shirts
Everybody ripping my style like the shit that hurts
But they don't give me my credit that's the shit that hurts
There's something I might say There's something I might play
A beat I might made might make they life change
And save they whole deal They wrist is on chill
They house is on hill You could be Lauren Hill
See y'all write songs to keep the lights on
I'ma go in Def Jam and turn the brights on
Man I'm just sayin
When I wanted to rap y'all thought I was just playin
Now you just prayin
(Hook)
[Common]
You was a vic in high school now you a thug
Better step in the name of love
Before you giving pain a hug
Needing dope is like pain to drugs
Or aiming slugs til the game unplugged
Like a scoreboard with vice and warlords
Hot merchandise prices they want more for it
You was pink as ice single need to think it twice
Over the bitch and you came out like freaks in the night
Freed your mind at a cheaper price on the street trying to seek advice
I'm on point like I speak to dice
Took the underground at a steeper heights
May real niggaz see the light got fat girls eating right
Ha ha we in this bitch
It's Common and Kanye y'all niggaz know what time it is
Chi-Town motherfuckers DJ Ferris Heavy Hitters What Up?
Mike Love What Up? DJ Enuff
Foreal(Pharrell) That's my favorite producer by the way
that's why I had to rap on this Cuz
His tracks is Better Than Yours
My tracks is Better Than Yours
Just Blaze tracks is Better Than Yours
You can have one but we all gonna
charrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgeaaawwwww
Plain Pat What Up? Big John What Up? John Mnop(Monopoly) What Up?
Don. C What Up? J.B. What Up? GLC What Up? Bang What Up? Yeah
Really Doe
What Up?
Arrowstar What Up? Yeah!
Oh did I mention the new head of my management Benny Madina
Yo G, Hop we taxin these niggaz right now Plain Pat What Up?
That's all
[Kanye West]
We in the streets playa, getcha mail
It's only two places you'll end up - either dead or in jail
Still nowhere to go...still nowhere to go
Now throw ya hands up bustless, bustas, boostas, hoes
Everybody, fuck that
Still nowhere to go...sill nowhere to go..
[Mos Def]
Two words, United States, no love, no brakes
Low brow, high stakes, crack smoke, black folks
Big Macs, fat folks, ecstasy capsules
Presidential scandals, everybody MOVE
Two words, Mos Def, K West, hot shit
Calm down, get back, ghetto people, got this
Game ball, lock shit, dump off, cock shit
We won't stop shit, everybody MOVE
Two words, BK , NY, bedstuy
Two hawks, too hungry, too many, that's why
These streets know game, can't ball, don't play
Every traffic, one lane, everybody MOVE
Two words, Mos Def, black check, hot shit
Calm down, get back, ghetto people, got this
Game point lock, long pump cocked
We won't stop, everybody MOVE
Chorus: Kanye West (Harlem Boys Choir)
1 - Now throw ya hands up bustless, bustas (Throw your hands up high)
Boostas, hoes, everybody, fuck that (ohhhhhh)
Still nowhere to go...still nowhere to go... (ohhhhhh)
2 - and keep ya hands up bustless, bustas (Till they reach the sky)
Boostas, hoes, everybody, fuck that (ohhhhhh)
Still nowhere to go...still nowhere to go... (ohhhhhh)
[Kanye West] (Harlem Boys Choir)
Aiyyo, two words, Chi town, South side, world wide
Cuz I, rep that, till I, fuckin die
One neck, two chains, one waist, two gats
One wall, twenty plaques, dudes say, "Gimme that"
I am limelight, Blueprint, 5 Mics
Go get his rhyme like, shoulda been signed twice
Most imitated, Grammy nominated
Hotel accommodated, cheerleader, prom dated
Barbershop, playa hated, mom and pop, bootlegged it
Felt like it rained till the roof caved in
Two words, Chi town, raised me, crazy
So I live by two words, "Fuck you, pay me"
Screamin, Jesus save me
You know how the game be
I can't let em change me
Cuz on Judgment Day, you gon blame me
Look God, it's the same me
I (Throw) basically know now (Your) we could (Up) racially profile (High)
Cuffed up and hosed down, pimped up and hoe down (ohhhhhh)
Plus I got a whole city to hold down (ohhhhhh)
From the bottom to the top
So only place to go down
[Chorus 2nd verse]
[Freeway]
Two words, Freeway, two letters, A-R
Turn y'all rap niggaz into two words, fast runners
Like Jackie Jurner, you better sleep with your burner
The heat skeet, blow a reef through ya car
My God, two words, no guns, break arms
Break necks, break backs, Steven Segul
Free...young bars, fresh men of the Roc
Left the beef in the pot Jay sent for his dogs
and broads, forget ya squad, let em find for yourself
Have you screamin out four words "Send for the Lord"
Two words, Freeway's slightly retarded
Fuck around, throw a clip in ya artist, leave with his broad..
[Harlem Boys Choir] (Mos Def)
Throw... (red) Your... (white)
Hands... (blue) Up... (black)
Throw... (calm) Your... (down)
Hands... (move) Up... (back)
Throw... (motherfuckers) Your... (askin)
Hands... (who is) Up... (that)
Throw... (you know) Your... (it's the)
Hands... (almighty) Up... (Mighty Johnny Jack)
Throw... (Mos) Your... (Def)
Hands... (K) Up... (West)
Throw... (there go) Your... (people)
Hands... (get this) Up... (shit off ya chest)
Throw... (north) Your... (to the south)
Hands... (to the east) Up... (to the west)
Throw... (we got) Your... (that concert)
Hands... (it was no) Up... (contest)
HIGH! (an show it to em like)
"I got fury in my soul,fury's gonna take me to the glory goal.
In my mind I can't study war no more."
Gonna take you to the glory
Oh I can't study war
Yeah God
I can't study war
No God
I can't study war
Yeah
I can't study war
Yeah God
I can't study war
Now where the southside
I can't study war
Yeah God
I can't study war
Now where the west side
I can't study war
I can't study war
Can i talk my shit again
Even if i dont hit again
Dog are you fucking kidding
My hat, my shoes, my coat, louis vuitton stitch, with donatella vasaci,
Thats louis vuitton bitch
I think hennassy,I drank I'm gone on that Bacardi Lemon, I'm zoning
Class back in session so i up't it a grade
Two years the wayne wayne became the wayne wade
And A
Please don't start me
I'm like knarls barkley meets charles barkley
I'm pop the barkers ,im hood like parkers
While y'all was in limbo i raised the bar up
I touched on everything
Married to the game rock a chain stead of a wedding ring
Y'all braides names catch the garter
On nights when ye romance
Cameras flash so much
That i gota do that yayo dance
I'm on a world tour with common my man
After each and every show a couple dykes in the van
Its easy
The hood love to listen to jeezy and weezy and o yeah yeezy
I did it for the glory
[chorus sample]
I can't study war
No God
I can't study war
No God
The glory
I can't study war
No God
I can't study war
I did it for the glory
I can't study war
No no I can't study war
No no I can't study war
I did it for the glory
No no I can't study war
No no I can't study war
The glory
No God
I can't study war
What am i supposed to do now
Man the game all messed up
How i suppose to stand out when everyone get dressed up
So yeah at the grammies i went ultra travolta
Yeah that tuxedo mighta been a little gweedo
But with my ego ,i can stand there with a speedo
And still be looked at like a fukin hero
The glory the story the chain the polo the nike the chronic
Empty bottles of no do's
Tank on empty whippin my momas volvo
I spent that gas money on clothes with logo's
The ___ man that shit that you dont floss
___ so hard man ,i'm hugos boss
Why i gotta ask what that to door cost
House on the hill
Two doors from tracey ross
And i'm asking about her girlfriends yeah the dark skinny ones
She askin bout the speed boats yeah i admit we rented em
When you meet me in person what does it feel like
I know, i know i look better in real life
O hear people compare themselves to BIG alot
You know BIG and pac, you know to get it hot
I guess after i live i wanna be compared to BIG
Anyone big pun big l or noturious
Fit in
Get money and stunt and stay glorious
And im'a start killin' these nigga's as soon as the chorus hit
[chorus sample]
No no I can't study war
Yeah im'a start killin' these nigga's soon as the chorus hit
I can't study war
No no
These haters be killing themselves they wanna come and get the glory
No no I can't study war
No no I can't study war
No no I can't study war
The glory
No no I can't study war
No no I can't study war
Uh ha
No no I can't study war
No no I can't study war
Now where the south side
No no I can't study war
No no I can't study war
Yeah
Now where the west side
No no I can't study war
Yeah
I can't study war
No no
I can't study war
Good morning
Wake up, Mr. West, Mr. West, Mr. Fresh
Mr. by-his-self-he-so-impressed
I mean, damn, did you even see the test
You got D's mother fucker, D's, Rosie Perez
And yes, barely pass any and every class
Looking at every ass
Cheated on every test
I guess this is my dissertation
Homie, this shit is basic
Welcome to graduation
Good morning
Good morning
Good morning
Good morning
Good morning
On this day we become legendary
Everything we dreamed of
I'm like a fly Malcolm X
Buy any jeans necessary
Detroit wear cleaned up
From the streets of the league
From an eigth to a key
But you graduate when you make it up outta the streets
From the moments of pain
Look how far we done came
Haters saying ya changed
Now ya doing ya thing
Good morning
Good morning
Good morning
Good morning
Good morning
Look at the valedictorian scared of the future
While I hop in the Delorean
Scared-to-face-the-world complacent career student
Some people graduate, but we still stupid
They tell you read this, eat this, don't look around
Just peep this, preach us, teach us, Jesus
Okay, look up now, they done stole your streetness
After all of that, you receive this
Good morning
Hustlers, that's if you're still living
Get on down
Every time that we hear them
Good morning
Hustlers, that's if you're still living
Get on down
Every time that we hear them
Good morning
Hustlers, that's if you're still living
Get on down
Every time that we hear them
Good morning
Hustlers, that's if you're still living
Get on down
Get on down
Get, get on down
Get on down
Like we always do at this time
I go for mine, I gots to shine
Now throw your hands up in the sky
I go for mine, I gots to shine
Now throw your hands up in the sky
I'ma get on this TV, mama
I'ma, I'ma put shit down
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, I'm good
Welcome to the good life
Where niggaz that sell D
Won't even get pulled over in they new V
The good life, let's go on a livin' spree
Shit, they say the best things in life are free
The good life, it feel like Atlanta
It feel like L.A., it feel like Miami
It feel like N.Y., summertime Chi, ahh
Now throw your hands up in the sky
So I roll through good
Y'all pop the trunk, I pop the hood, Ferrari
And she got the goods
And she got that ass, I got to look, sorry
Yo, it's got to be 'cause I'm seasoned
Haters give me them salty looks, Lowry's
50 told me go 'head switch the style up
And if they hate then let 'em hate
And watch the money pile up, the good life
Now I, I go for mine, I got to shine
Now throw your hands up in the sky
Now I, I go for mine, I got to shine
Now throw your hands up in the sky
I'ma get on this TV mama
I'ma, I'ma put shit down
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, I'm good
Welcome to the good life
Where we like the girls who ain't on TV
'Cause they got more ass than the models
The good life, so keep it comin' with them bottles
Till she feel boozed like she bombed at Apollo
The good life, it feel like Houston
It feel like Philly, it feel like D.C.
It feel like VA or the Bay or Ye
Ayy, this is the good life
Welcome to the good life
Homie, tell me what's good
Why I only got a problem when you in the hood?
Welcome to the good life
Like I'm new in the hood, the only thin' I wish?
I wish a nigga would
Welcome to the good life
He probably think he could, but, but
I don't think he should
Welcome to the good life
50 told me go 'head switch the style up
And if they hate then let 'em hate
And watch the money pile up, the good life
Now I, I go for mine, I got to shine
Now throw your hands up in the sky
Now I, I go for mine, I got to shine
Now throw your hands up in the sky
Hey, I'ma get on this TV mama
I'ma, I'ma put shit down
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, I'm good
Have you ever popped champagne on a plane
While gettin' some brain?
Whipped it out, she said, "I never seen snakes on a plane"
Whether you broke or rich you gotta get biz
Havin' money's the everythin' that havin' it is
I was splurgin' on trizz, but when I get my car back
Activated, I'm back to Vegas 'cause
I always had a passion for flashin' before I had it
I close my eyes and imagine, the good life
Is the good life better than the life I live
When I thought that I was gonna go crazy?
And now my grandmama ain't the only girl callin' me baby
And if you feelin' me now then put your hands up in the sky
And let me hear you say hey, hey, hey
Flashing lights, lights
Flashing lights, lights
Flashing lights, lights
Flashing lights, lights
She don't believe in shootin' stars,
but she believe in shoes & cars
Wood floors in the new apartment,
couture from the store's department
You more like L'eau de Stardee shit,
I'm more of the, trips to Florida
Order the h'orderves, views of the Water
Straight from the page of your favorite author
And the weather so breezy,
man why can't life always be this easy
She in the mirror dancing so sleazy,
I get a call like where are you Yeezy
Try to hit you with a 'Oeur de Whopee'
Till I get flashed by the paparazzi
Damn, these nigga's got me,
I hate these nigga's more than the Nazis
As I recall, I know you love to show off
But I never thought that you would take it this far
What do I know? Flashing lights, lights
What do I know? Flashing lights, lights
I know it's been a while,
Sweetheart, we hard-ly talk, I was doing my thing
I know I was foul bay-bay,
a-bay late-ly you been all on my brain,
And if somebody would've told me a month ago
Fronting though, yo I wouldn't wanna know
If somebody would've told me a year ago
it'd go, get this difficult
Feeling like Katrina with no fema
Like Martin with no Gina
Like a flight with no visa
First class with the seat back I still see ya
In my past, you on the other side of the glass
Of my memory's museum,
I'm just saying, Hey Mona Lisa,
come home you know you can't Rome without Caesar
As I recall, I know you love to show off
But I never thought that you would take it this far
What do I know? Flashing lights, lights
What do I know? Flashing lights, lights
As you recall, you know I love to show off
But you never thought that I would take it this far
What do you know? Flashing lights, lights
What do you know? Flashing lights, lights
Flashing lights, lights
Flashing lights, lights
Staduim status
My big brother was Big's brother
Used to be Dame and Bigs brother
Who was hip hop brother
Who was No I.D friend
No I.D My mentor
Now let the story begin
Its the hard knock life tour
Sell out, picture us in the mall
Copin iceberg and yell out Jigga
Yea that's what we would yell out
Yell out
You know the name dude
I gotta spell out or tell bout
J a y an Ye so shy
Now he won't even step to his idal to say hi
Standing there like a mom
Let the chance pass by
Back of my mind he could change your life
With all these beats I did atleast let him hear it
Atleast you could brag to your friends back at the gig
But he got me out my mama crib
Then he help me get my mama a crib
Big brother was Bigs Brother
Used to be Dame and Bigs Brother
Who was hip hop brother
Who was No I.D friend
No I.D my mentor
Now let the story begin
Let the story begin
If you feel the way I feel why don't you wave your hands
Fresh off the plane I'm off to Baseline
Nothing handed out
I'm about to take mine
Around the same time of that BluePrint 1
Any beats in my pocket was that Blueprint form
I'd play my little song in that ol back room
He would bob his head and say, damn, oh, that's you
But by the Black album I was blacking out
Party at S.O.Bs and we had packed the crowd
Big brother got his show up in Madison Sqare
And I'm like yea, yea we gonna be there
But not only did I not get a chance to spit it
Carleen told me I could buy two tickets
I guess big brother was thinking a little different
Kept little brother at bay, at a distance
Put everything I felt was more focused
Only made me more focused
Only wrote more potent
Only thing I wanna know is why I get looked over
I guess ill understand when I get more older
Big brother saw me at the bottom of the todum
Now I'm at the top and everybody on the scrodum
My big Brother was Bigs brother
Used to be Dame and Bigs brother
Who was hip hops brother
Who was No I.Ds friend
No I.D my mentor
Now let the story begin
Begin
Let the story begin
If you feel the way I feel why don't you wave your hands
Have you ever walked in the shadow of a giant
Not only a client the presidito
Hola ovito
The game getting foul so here's a free throw
I was always on the other side of the peep hole
Then I dropped jesus walks now I'm on a steep hole
And we know
New jack city gotta keep my brother
But to be number 1 I'm a beat my brother
On that diamond remix I swore I spaz
Then my big brother came thru and kicked my ass
Sibling rivery, only I could see
It was the pride in me that was driving me
At the grammys I said I inspired me
But my big brother who I always tried to be
When I kick a flow it was like, pick and roll
Cuz even if he gave me the rock its give and go
I guess beanies style was more of a slam dunk
And my shit was more like a finger roll
but I had them singles though
And them hoes at the show gonna minggle yo.
Ya know
I told Jay I did a song with cold play
Next thing I know he got a song with coldplay
Back in my mind I'm like damn, no way
Translate espanol
No way jose
Then I went and told Jay brown
Should of known that was gonna come back around
Should of told you like a man should of told you first
But I told somebody else that's what made shit worse
My big brother was Bigs brother
So here's a few words from your kid brother
If you admire somebody you should go ahead and tell um
People never get the flowers while they could smell um
A idel in my eyes, God of the game
Heart of the city,Rockafella chain
Never be the same, never be another
Number 1 young Hov also my big brother
My big Brother was Bigs brother
Used to be Dame and Bigs Brother
Who was hip hops brother
Who was No I.Ds friend
No I.D my mentor
And that's where the story ends
You motherfuckers better do your job and roll up and watch how we roll up and
I can't control it, can't hold it, it's so nuts
I take a sip of that yak, I wanna fuck
I take a hit of that chronic, it got me stuck
But really what's amazing is how I keep blazing
Towel under the door smoke until the days end
Puff, puff then pass, don't fuck up rotation
Hpnotic for Henny, now nigga that's your chaser
Turn nothin to something now pimpin' that's a savior
Best things are green now pimp and get your paper
High off the ground instead of skyscraper
Cool off thinkin' we local, come on homie, we major
We major (come on, homie, we major)
Feeling better than some head on a sunday afternoon
Better than a chick that say yes to soon
Until you have a daughter, that's what I call karma
And you pray to god she don't grow breasts too soon.
Projects to' up, gang signs is thrown up
Niggas hats broke off that's how we grow up
Why else you think shorty's write rhymes just to blow up?
Get they first car and then IRS show up
He ain't never had shit but he had that nine
Nigga come through flickin' and he had that shine
Put two and two together in a little bad weather
Gon' be a whole family on that funeral line
Ask the reverand was the strip club cool if my tips help send a pretty girl through school
That's all I want like wino's want they good whisky
I ain't in the Klan, but I brought my hood with me
I heard the beat and I ain't know what to write
First line, should it be about the hos or the ice?
Four-four's or black christ? Both flows would be nice
Rap about big paper or the black man's plight
At the studio consol asked my man to the right
What this verse sound like, should I freestyle or write?
He said, Nas, what the fans want is Illmatic, Stillmatic
Picked up the pad and pencil and jotted what I feel
Been like 12 years since a nigga first signed
Now I'm a free agent
And I'm thinking it's time
To build my very own Motown
Cuz rappers be deprived of executive 9 to 5s
And it hurts to see these companies be stealing the life
And I love to give my blood sweat and tears to the mic
So y'all copped the LPs and y'all fiends got dealt
I'm Jesse Jackson on the balcony where King got killed
I survived the livest niggas around
Lasting longer than more than half of you clowns
Look, I used to cook before I had the game took
Either way my change came like Sam Cooke.
Feeling better than I ever felt before today
Like better late than never is orientation
(Hey Mama), I wanna scream so loud for you, cuz I'm so proud of you
Let me tell you what I'm about to do, (Hey Mama)
I know I act a fool but, I promise you I'm goin back to school
I appreciate what you allowed for me
I just want you to be proud of me (Hey Mama)
I wanna tell the whole world about a friend of mine
This little light of mine and I'm finna let it shine
I'm finna take yall back to them better times
I'm finna talk about my mama if yall don't mind
I was three years old, when you and I moved to the Chi
Late December, harsh winter gave me a cold
You fixed me up something that was good for my soul
Famous homemade chicken soup, can I have another bowl?
You work late nights just to keep on the lights
Mommy got me training wheels so I could keep on my bike
And you would give anything in this world
Michael Jackson leather and a glove, but didn't give me a curl
And you never put no man over me
And I love you for that mommy cant you see?
Seven years old, caught you with tears in your eyes
Cuz a nigga cheatin, telling you lies, then I started to cry
As we knelt on the kitchen floor
I said mommy Imma love you till you don't hurt no more
And when I'm older, you aint gotta work no more
And Imma get you that mansion that we couldn't afford
See you're, unbreakable, unmistakable
Highly capable, lady that's makin loot
A livin legend too, just look at what heaven do
Send us an angel, and I thank you (Hey Mama)
Forrest Gump mama said, life is like a box of chocolates
My mama told me go to school, get your doctorate
Somethin to fall back on, you could profit with
But still supported me when I did the opposite
Now I feel like it's things I gotta get
Things I gotta do, just to prove to you
You was getting through, can the choir please
Give me a verse of "You, Are So Beautiful To Me"
Can't you see, you're like a book of poetry
Maya Angelou, Nicky Giovanni, turn one page and there's my mommy
Come on mommy just dance wit me, let the whole world see your dancing feet
Now when I say Hey, yall say Mama, now everybody answer me (Hey Mama)
I guess it also depends tho, if my ends low
Second they get up you gon get that Benzo
Tint the windows, ride around the city and let ya friends know (Hey Mama)
Tell your job you gotta fake em out
Since you brought me in this world, let me take you out
To a restaurant, upper echelon
Imma get you a jag, whatever else you want
Just tell me what kind of S-Type Donda West like?
Tell me the perfect color so I make it just right
It don't gotta be Mother's Day, or your birthday
Wake up Mr. West
Uh, Yeah, Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah
And I heard 'em say, nothin ever promised tomorrow today.
From the Chi, like Tim its the Hard-a-way,
So this is in the name of love, like Robert says
Before you ask me to get a job today, can I at least get a raise on a minimum wage?
And I know the government administered AIDS,
So I guess we just pray like the minister say,
Allah o Akbar and throw em some hot cars,
Things we see on the screen are not ours,
But these niggas from the hood so these dreams not far,
Where im from, the dope boys is the rock stars,
But they can't cop cars without seein' cop cars,
I guess they want us all behind bars.
I know it.
Uh, And I heard 'em say, nothin ever promised tomorrow today.
(ooooooooo)
And I heard 'em say, nothin ever promised tomorrow today.
(Nothing's ever promised tomorrow today.)
But we'll find a way
(And nothing lasts forever but be honest babe, it hurts but it may be the only way)
They say people in your life are seasons,
And anything that happen is for a reason,
And niggas guns a clappin and keep to squeezin',
And Gran (Grandma) keep prayin' and keep believin',
And Jesus and one day that ya see him,
Till they walk in his footsteps and try to be him,
The devil is alive I feel him breathin',
Claimin' money is the key so keep on dreamin',
And put them lottery tickets just to tease us,
My aunt Pam can't put those cigarettes down,
Now my lil cousin smokin those cigarettes now,
His job trying to claim that he too niggerish now,
Is it cuz his skin blacker than licorice now?
I can't figure it out...
Im Stickin around....
Uh, And I heard 'em say, nothin ever promised tomorrow today.
(ooooooooo)
And I heard 'em say, nothin ever promised tomorrow today.
(Nothing's ever promised tomorrow today.)
But we'll find a way
(And nothing lasts forever but be honest babe, it hurts but it may be the only way)
(Cuz every worthless word we get more far away, and nothing's ever promised tomorrow today,
Wished I had told
Ooh was (the) only one
But it's too late, it's too late
He's gone
You sweat her, and I ain't talkin 'bout a Coogi
You a big L, and I ain't talkin 'bout Cool J
See me at the airport, at least 20 Louis
Treat me like the Prince and this my sweet brother Numpsay
BROTHER NUMPSAY! Groupies sound too choosy
Take 'em to the show and talk all through the movies
Says she want diamonds, I took her to Ruby Tuesdays
If we up in Friday's, I still have it my way
Too late, we, gone - we strivin home
Gone - we ride on chrome
It's too late
Y'all don't want no prob from me
What you rappers could get is a job from me
Maybe you could be my intern, and in turn
I'll show you how I cook up summer, in the win-turr
Aaron love the raw dog, when will he learn
Caught somethin on the Usher tour he had to "Let it Burn"
Plus he already got three chil'run
Arguin over babysitters like, "Bitch - it's yo' turn!"
Damn 'Ye, it'd be stupid to ditch you
Even your superficial raps is super official
R-R-R-Roc Pastelle with Gucci on
With TV's in the ride, throw a movie on
Said he couldn't rap now he at the top with doobie long
Cause the dookie's on any song that they threw me on, gone
We strivin home, gone
I ride on chrome...
We strivin home, gone
Killa, I ride on chrome
Knock knock, who's there? Killa Cam, Killa who?
Killa Cam, hustler, grinder, gorilla true
Oh my chinchilla blue, blue you ever dealt with a dealer
Well here's the deal ma we goin to the dealer booth
No concealin, no ceiling I don't need a roof
Act up, get out, I don't need you poof
Poof, be gone, damn tough luck dag
Dag, niggaz still doin puff puff pass
Pull the truck up fast and I tell 'em
Hey, back in a touched up Jag, shit
Y'all niggaz want Killa Cam, cerebellum
An old man just gon' tell 'em (too late, he, gone)
Then I see how y'all gonna react when I'm (gone)
My last girl want me back then I'm on
Fine stay, you got the grind hey
Came back, read what the sign say (too late, he, gone)
Yes I know you wanna see my demise
Yeah you church boy actin like a thief in disguise
Ain't leavin my side, see the greed in my eyes
Ask Abby y'all hustle for a week to the Chi, shit
And that ain't leavin alive, please believe me
Gave Weezy a piece of the pie, and
You can ask George or Regina
The whole Westside I explore with the Beemer now
We strivin home, I ride on chrome
Listen homeboy move on
That's your best bet, why's that?
Cause
Uhh, uhh, yo, yo
I been pourin out some liquor for the fact that my pal's gone
And tryin to help his momma with the fact that her child gone
And since we used to bubble like a tub full of Calgon
Guess it's only right that I should help her from now on
But since they got a foul on, what coulda gone wrong
Now they askin Cons, how long has this gone on
And maybe all this money mighta gone to my head
Cause they got me thinkin money mighta gone to the feds
So I ain't goin to the dread, but he'll go on up to bed
And when I came the next mornin he was gone with my bread
And with that bein said, I had gone on my instincts
And gone to the spots where they go to get mixed drinks
But lookin back now shoulda gone to the crib
And rented "Gone With the Wind," cause I'da gone about 10
But I had gone with my friend, and we had gone to the bar
And heard a nigga talkin shit so I had gone to the car
And now the judge is tellin me that I had gone too far
And now we gone for 20 years, doin time behind bars
And since I gone to a cell for some petty crimes
I guess I gone to the well one too many times, cause I'm gone
Uh-uh-uh
Uh-uh-uh uh uh onnn, uh uh-uh onnn
Uh-uh onnn, uh uh-uh I'mmmm
Ah-head of my time, sometimes years out
So the powers that be won't let me get my ideas out
And that make me wanna get my advance out
And move to Oklahoma and just live at my Aunt's house
Yeah, I romance the thought of leavin it all behind
Kanye step away from the lime-
-light, like, when I was on the grind
In the "One, Nine, Nine, Nine"
Before, model chicks was bendin over or
Dealerships asked me Benz or Rover, man
If I could just get one beat on Hova
We could get up off this cheap-ass sofa
What the summer of the Chi got to offer an 18-year-old
Sell drugs or get a job, you gotta play gyro
My dawg worked at Taco Bell, hooked us up plural
Fired a week later the manager count the churros
Sometimes I can't believe it when I look up in the mirrow
How we out in Europe, spendin Euros
They claim you never know what you got 'til it's GONE
I know I got it, I don't know what y'all on
I'ma open up a store for aspiring MC's
Won't sell 'em no dream, but the inspiration is free
But if they ever flip sides like Anakin
You'll sell everything includin the mannequin
They got a new bitch now you Jennifer Aniston
Hold on I'll handle it, don't start panickin, stay calm
Shorty's at the door cause they need more
Inspiration for they life, they souls, and they songs
Drive slow homey
Drive slow homey
Ya never know homey might meet some hoes homey
Ya need to pump your brakes and drive slow homey
My homey Mali used to stay one 79th and May
One of my best friends from back in the day
Down the street form Calumet a school full of stones
He nicknamed me K-Rock so they'd leave me alone
Bulls jacket with his hat broke way off
Walk around the mall with his radio face off
Plus he had the spinner from his Dayton's in his hand
Keys in his hand reason again to let you know he's the man
Back when we rocked Alesis he had dreams of Caprice's
Drove by the teachers even more by police's
How he get that cash today his father passed away
Left him with a little somthin 16 he was stuntin
Al B Sure nigga with the hair all wavy
Hit lakeshore girls go all crazy
Hit the freeway go at least bout 80
Boned so much that summer even had him a baby
See back back then then if you had a car
You were the Chi town version of Baby
And I was just a virgin a baby
One of the reasons I looked up to him crazy
I used to love to play my demo tape when the system yanked
Felt like I was almost signed when the shit got cranked
We'll take a Saturday and just circle the mall
They had the Lincoln's and Aurora's we were hurting them all
With the girls a lot of flirting involved
But dawg fuck all that flirting I'm trying to get in some draws
So put me on with these hoes homey's
He said don't rush to get grown drive slow homey
Drive slow homie
Drive slow...
Ya never know homey about these hoes homey
Ya need to pump your breaks and drive slow homey
What It do
I'm posted up in the parking lot my trunk wavin'
The candy gloss is immaculate and is simply amazing
Them elbows poking wide on that Candy-lac
Trunk open, screen's on, neon's lit with fifth relax
I'm on a mission for dime piece's and sexy ladies
Allow me to introduce you to my CL Mercedes
It's a star-studded event when I valet park
Open up my mouth and sunlight illuminates the dark
You see them 4's crawlin, you see them screens fallin
The disco ball in my mouth insinuates I'm ballin
I'm leanin on a switch sittin crooked in my slab
But I could still catch boopas if I drove a cab
A young Houston hard hitter all about the scrilla
Riding some candy coated crawlin like a caterpillar
I'm tippin on those 4's I'm jamming off this screw
I'm lookin for them hoes baby what it do?
Drive slow homey
Turn your hazard lights on when you see them hoes
Drive slow homey
If you ridin around the city with nowhere to go
Drive slow homey
Live today cuz tomorrow man you never know
Ya never know homey might meet some hoes homey
Ya need to pump your brakes and drive slow homey
My cars like the movies my cars like the crib
I got more TV's in here then where I live
And it don't make no sense but baby I'm the shit
And everything I flip you know is something serious
I got the custom grill I got the Brabus rims
I got the baller genetics baby that's evident
You see a player flicking and you ain't convinced
That you should go and kiss it just a little bit
I wear my custom kicks I got my Jesus chain
My canaries is gleaming though my angle wings
They see me hoes acting like they seen a king
With that mean lean smoking on the finest Cali green
My wood grain oak I'm riding on vogues
My cylinder quiet like tip toes
I sold O's and this I know
When you see them hoes little homey drive slow
Chopped and Screwed
Yeah..
Drive slow homey
Drive slow homey
Ya never know homey might meet some hoes homey
Ya need to pump your brakes and drive slow homey
Diamonds are forever
They're all I need to please me
They can't stimulate or tease me
They won't leave in the night
Have no fear that they might
Desert me
"Diamonds are forever forever forever"
Throw ya diamonds in the sky
If you feel the vibe
"Diamonds are forever forever forever"
The ROC is still alive
Everytime I rhyme
"Forever and ever!"
For ever ever? for ever ever? ever ever?
Ever ever? ever ever? ever ever? ever ever?
Good Morning, this ain't Vietnam still
People lose hands, legs, arms for real
Little was known of Sierra Leone
And how it connect to the diamonds we own
When I speak of Diamonds in this song
I ain't talkin bout the ones that be glown
I'm talkin bout Rocafella, my home, my chain
These ain't conflict diamonds,is they Jacob? don't lie to me mayne
See, a part of me sayin' keep shinin',
How? when I know of the blood diamonds
Though it's thousands of miles away
Sierra Leone connect to what we go through today
Over here, its a drug trade, we die from drugs
Over there, they die from what we buy from drugs
The diamonds, the chains, the bracelets, the charmses
I thought my Jesus Piece was so harmless
'til I seen a picture of a shorty armless
And here's the conflict
It's in a black person's soul to rock that gold
Spend ya whole life tryna get that ice
On a polo rugby it look so nice
How could somethin' so wrong make me feel so right, right?
'fore I beat myself up like Ike
You could still throw ya Rocafella diamond tonight, 'cause
People askin' me is I'm gon' give my chain back (uh)
That'll be the same day I give the game back (uh)
You know the next question dog 'yo, where Dame at?'(uh)
This track the Indian dance to bring our reign back (whoo!)
'wassup wit you a Jay man, are ya'll okay man?'
Yep!
I got it from her 'ye damn!
The chain remains, the game is in tact
The name is mine, I'll take blame for that
The pressure's on, but guess who ain't gon' crack?
Pardon me I had to laugh at that
How could you falter when you're the rock of gibralter
I had to get of the boat so I could walk on water
This ain't no tall order, this is nothin to me
Difficult takes a day, impossible takes a week
I do this in my sleep,
I sold Kilos of coke, (so?) I'm guessin' I can sell CD's
I'm not a businessman, I'm a business, man
Let me handle my buisness, damn!
Kanyeez you got me, Freeway and Foxy
YG', Teairra Mari, Petey watch me
Bleek could be one hit away his whole career
As long as I'm alive, he's a millionaire
And even if I die, he's in my will somewhere
So he can just kick back and chill somewhere, oh yeah
He don't even have to write rhymes
The Dynasty like my money last three lifetimes
Shirley Bassey was in the rear sayin exactly
What I was sayin practically me whole carreer
The diamond is forever, I been mindin' this forever
Now the Louis Vuitton Don's timin' couldn't be better
People lined up to see the Titanic sinkin'
Instead we rose from the ash like a phoenix
If you waitin' for the end, the dynasty signed
And what seemed like forever is a mighty long time
I'm young bitches
Diamonds are forever
They won't leave in the night
I've no fear that they might
Desert me
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever)
Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever)
The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme.
Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?......
Close your eyes and imagine, feel the magic
Vegas on acid,
Seen through Yves St. Laurent glasses
And I've realized that I've arrived, cuz
It take more than a magazine to kill my Vibe does
he write his own rhymes, so sort of
I think 'em
That mean I forgot better shit than u ever thought up
Damn, is he really that caught up?
I ask if you talkin' bout classics, do my name get brought up?
I remember I couldn't afford a Ford Escort or even a four-track recorder
so its only right that I let the top drop on a drop-top Porsche
- its for yourself that's important
If a stripper named Porscha and u get tips from many men
Then your fat friend her nickname is Minivan
Excuse me,
That's just the Henny, man, I smoke, I drink, I'm supposed to stop I can't because
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever)
Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever)
The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme.
Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?......
I was sick about awards
Couldn't nobody cure me
Only playa that got robbed but kept all his jewelry
Alicia Keys tried to talk some sense to them
30 minutes later seems there's no convincing them
What more can you ask for?
The international assholes nah
Who complains about what he is owed?
And throw a tantrum like he is 3 years old
You gotta love it though somebody still speaks from his soul
And wouldn't change by the change, or the game, or the fame,
When he came, in the game, he made his own lane
Now all I need is y'all to pronounce my name
Its Kanye - But some of my plastic - they still say Kane
Got family in the D, Kin-folk from Motown
Back in the Chi - them folks ain't from Motown
Life movin' too fast I need to slow down
Girl ain't give me no ass, ya need to go down
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever)
My father Ben said I need Jesus
So he took me to church and let the water wash over my ceaser
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever)
The preacher said we need leaders
Right then my body got still like a paraplegic
You know who you can call you gotta best believe it
The Roc stand tall and you would never believe it
Take your diamonds and throw 'em up like you bulimic
Yea the beat cold but the flow is anemic
After debris settles and the dust get swept off
Big K pick up where young Hov left off
Right when magazines wrote Kanye West off
I dropped my new shit sound like the best of
A&R;'s lookin' like "pssh we messed up"
Grammy night, damn right, we got dressed up
Bottle after bottle till we got messed up
In the studio, where really though, yea he next up
People askin' me if I'm gon' give my chain back
That'll be the same day I give the game back
You know the next question dog "Yo, where Dame at?"
This track the Indian dance to bring our reign back
"What's up with you and Jay, man, are y'all ok man?"
They pray for the death of our dynasty like Amen
R-r-r-right here stands a-man
With the power to make a diamond with his bare hands...
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever)
Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever)
The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme.
Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?......
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever)
Yeah, you know what this is
It's a celebration, bitches!
Grab a drink, grab a glass
After that I grab yo ass
Why you actin' all
Shy and all
Why is y'all
Lyin' for?
"I never did this before..."
Stop that
What, you want some petron?
I got that.
I mean I promise y'all
You fine and all
And your girlfriend, she kinda raw
But she not like you
No, she not like you
Right now I need you to mute all the monologue
All that talkin is gon' give me a tylenol
You put a nigga to sleep, I'm tired of ya'll
Right now the Louis Vuitton don is signing off
But, I just thought you should know
We hit the liquor store
Got some Cris and some Mo
And we about to let it floooooow
Had some problems before but see we let em go
Got an ounce of that dro
And we about to let it bloooooow
Yeah, you know what this is
It's a celebration, bitches!
Grab a drink, grab a glass
After that, I grab yo ass
See you know my style
I'm very wild
And I vow that my child will be well endowed
Like his daddy
And tell him that your mama had a fattie
He looked up at me said, "daddy that's the reason why you had me?"
Yep, we was praticing
Til one day your ass bust through the packaging
You know what though? You my favorite accident
So go head pop some Cristal
For my newborn child cuz now y'all
Know what this is
It's a celebration, bitches!
Grab a drink, grab a glass
After that I grab yo ass
But, I just thought you should know
We hit the liquor store
Got some cris and some mo
And we about to let it floooooow
Had some problems before but see we let em go
Got an ounce of that dro
And we about to let it bloooooow
Why everything that's supposed to bad make me feel so good?
Everything they told me not to is exactly what I would
Man I tried to stop man I tried the best I could
But (You make me smile)
What's your addiction? Is it money? Is it girls? Is it weed?
I've been afflicted by not one, not two, but all three
She's got the same thing, about me, but more, about us
She's coming over, so I guess, that means, I'm on drugs
Just let me peek now, I mean damn, I'm so curious
She's got a lover, so the lies, and the lust, is a rush
Time's of the essence, I need, you to be, spontaneous
Roll up the doge, henny and c-c-c-cola, then I'm co coming over
Cuz its ne-never over
Why everything that's supposed to bad make me feel so good
Everything they told me not to is exactly what I would
Man I tried to stop man I tried the best I could
But (You make me smile)
I see the emotion in your eyes, that you, try not to show
We get the closest when you high, or you drunk, or you blow
So I pour the potion, so we could both get high, as we could go
Then I'll get the lotion, and do something to me, when your thighs is exposed
There's no turning back now, I mean I don't mean to impose
Not now but right now, I need you to undress, and then pose
I'm into that now, catch a vibe, when the doors, get closed
Roll up the doge, henny and c-c-c-cola, and I keep co coming over
Cuz its ne-never over
Why everything that's supposed to bad make me feel so good
Everything they told me not to is exactly what I would
Man I tried to stop man I tried the best I could
But... (You Make Me Smile)
(You make me smile with my heart)
Why everything that's supposed to bad make me feel so good
Everything they told me not to is exactly what I would
Man I tried to stop man I tried the best I could
But... (You make me smile, With my heart)
I just wanted to ask you
Just wanted to um
Let how would I put this uhh
Let's say all your friends
Remember the one
You said if you ever she would be the one
Ok, Ok, Ok (You make me smile with my heart)
I was thinking, hypothetically
I mean don't take this seriously
Don't take me: I mean just
Uhh not credibly
I'm feeling incredibly
I mean let it be
Just let it be
I mean you, her and me (You make me smile with my heart)
I mean you, her and me
Maybe, Baby, Baby
You know I was just kidding
Unless you gon' do it
Featuring: Freeway, Mos Def
We in the streets playa, getcha mail
It's only two places you'll end up, either dead or in jail
Still nowhere to go, still nowhere to go
Now throw ya hands up
Hustlers, bustas, boostas, hoes
Everybody fuck that
Still nowhere to go, still nowhere to go
Listen, two words, United States, no love, no brakes
Low brow, high stakes, crack smoke, black folks
Big Macs, fat folks, ecstasy capsules
Presidential scandals, everybody move
Two words, Mos Def, K West, hot shit
Calm down, get back, ghetto people, got this
Game ball, lock shit, dump off, cock shit
We won't stop shit, everybody move
Two words, BK, NY, bedstuy
Two hard, too hungry, too many, that's why
These streets know game, can't ball, don't play
Every traffic, one lane, everybody move
Two words, Mos Def, black jack, hot shit
Calm down, get back, ghetto people, got this
Game point lock, long pump cocked
We won't stop, everybody move
Now throw ya hands up
Hustlers, bustas, boostas, hoes
Everybody fuck that
Still nowhere to go, still nowhere to go
And keep ya hands up
Hustlers, bustas, boostas, hoes
Everybody fuck that
Still nowhere to go, still nowhere to go
Aye yo, two words, Chi town, South side, world wide
'Cause I rep that till I fuckin' die
One neck, two chains, one waist, two gats
One wall, twenty plaques, dudes say, "Gimme that"
I am limelight, Blueprint, 5 Mics
Go get his rhyme like shoulda been signed twice
Most imitated, Grammy nominated
Hotel accommodated, cheerleader, prom dated
Barbershop, playa hated, mom and pop, bootlegged it
Felt like it rained till the roof caved in
Two words, Chi town, raised me, crazy
So I live by two words, "Fuck you, pay me"
Screamin', "Jesus save me"
You know how the game be, I can't let 'em change me
'Cause on Judgment Day you gon' blame me
Look God, it's the same me
And I basically know now, we get racially profiled
Cuffed up and hosed down, pimped up and hoe down
Plus I got a whole city to hold down
From the bottom so the top's the only place to go now
Now throw ya hands up
Hustlers, bustas, boostas, hoes
Everybody fuck that
Still nowhere to go, still nowhere to go
Two words, Freeway, two letters, A R
Turn y'all rap niggaz into two words, fast runners
Like Jackie Jurner, you better sleep with your burner
The heat skeet, blow a reef through ya car
My God, two words, no guns, break arms
Break necks, break backs, Steven Segal
Free young bars, fresh men of the Roc
Left the beef in the pot Jay sent for his dogs
And broads, forget ya squad, let 'em fend for yourself
Have you screamin' out four words, "Send for the Lord"
Two words, freeway's slightly retarded
Fuck around, throw a clip in ya artist, leave with his broad
Red, white
Blue, black
Calm down
Move back
Motherfuckers askin'
Who is that?
You know it's the
Almighty, mighty Blackjack
Mos Def
K West
There go people
Get this shit off ya chest
North to the south
To the east, to the west
Blackjack, Johnson
It's no contest
An' show it to 'em like
Yo G they can't stop me from rapping can they?
Can they, huh?
Through the fire, to the limit, to the wall
For a chance to be with you, I'd gladly risk it all
Through the fire, through whatever come what may
For a chance at loving you, I'd take it all away
Right down through the wire, even through the fire
I spit it through the wire man
To much stuff on my heart right now man
I'll gladly risk it all right now
It's a life or death situation man
Y'all don't really understand how I feel right now man
It's your boy Kanye to the....
Chi-Town what's going on man
I drink a boost for breakfast, and ensure for dizzert
Somebody ordered pancakes I just sip the sizzurp
That right there could drive a sane man bizzerk
Not to worry y'll Mr. H 2 the Izzo's back to wizzerk
How do you console my mom or give her light support
When you telling her your sons' on life support
And just imagine how my girl feel
On the plane scared as hell that her guy look like Emitt Till
She was with me before the deal she been trying to be mine
She a delta so she been throwing them Dynasty signs
No use me tryin' to be lyin'
I been trying to signed
Trying to be a millionaire
How I use two lifelines
In the same hospital where Biggie Smalls died
The doctor said I had blood clots
But I ain't Jamaican man
Story on MTV and I ain't trying to make the band
I swear this right here is history in the making man
I really apologize how I sound right now man
If it's unclear at all, man
They got my mouth wired shut for like I don't know the doctor said for like six weeks
You know we had reconstru....
I had reconstructive surgery on my jaw
Looked in the mirror half my jaw was in the back of my mouth man
I couldn't believe it
But im still here for yall right now yo
This is what I gotta say yo
Yeah, turn me up yeah
What if somebody from the Chi was ill got a deal on the hottest rap label around
But he wasn't talking bout coke and birds it was more like spoken word
Except he really putting it down
And he explained the story about how blacks came from glory
And what we need to do in the game
Good dude, Bad night, Right place, Wrong time
In the blink of an eye his whole life changed
If you could feel how my face felt you would know how Mase felt
Thank God I ain't to cool for the safe belt
I swear to God drive two on the sue
I got lawyer for the case to keep whats in my safe; safe
My dawgs couldn't tell if I
I look Tom Cruise on Vanilla Sky, it was televised
All they heard was that I was in an accident like GEICO
They thought I was burnt up like Pepsi did Michael
I must gotta angel
Cause look how death missed his ass
Unbreakable, would you thought they called me Mr. Glass
Look back on my life like the ghost of Christmas past
Toys R Us where I used to spend that Christmas cash
And I still wont grow up, I'm a grown ass kid
Swear I should be locked up for stupid shit that I did
But I'm a champion, so I turned tragedy to triumph
Make music that's fire, spit my soul through the wire
Know what im saying
When the doctor told me I had a um.. I was goin to have a plate on my chin
I said dawg don't you realize I'll never make it on the plane now
Its bad enough I got all this jewelry on
You just popped in the Kanye West
"Get Right for the Summer" workout tape
And ladies if you follow these instructions exactly
You might bear to pull you a rapper, a NBA player
Man, at least a dude wit' a car
So first of all we gon' work on the stomach
Nobody wants a little tight ass!
1 and 2 and 3 and 4 and get them sit-ups right and
Tuck your tummy tight and do your crunches like this
Give head, stop, breathe, get up, check your weave
Don't drop the blunt and disrespect the weed
Pick up your son and don't disrespect your seed
It's a party tonight and ooh she's so excited
Tell me who's invited, you, your friends and my dick
What's scary to me, Henny make girls look like Halle Berry to me
So excuse me miss, I forgot your name
Thank you, God bless you, good night, I came
I came, I came
It's been a week without me and she feel weak without me
She wanna talk it out but ain't nothin' to talk about
Unless she talk about freakin' out, then maybe we can work it out
Work it out, work it out, work it out, work it out now
Maybe we can work it out
Ooh girl your silhouette make me wanna light a cigarette
My name Kanye from the Jigga set, Twista said get it wet
Ooh, girl your breath is harsh, cover your mouth up like you got SARS
Off them tracks yeah I bought them cars still kill a nigga on 16 bars
We ain't sweatin' to the oldies, we jukin' to a cold beat
Maybe one day girl we can bone so you can brag to all your homies now
But I still mess with a big girl, though you ain't fit girl I'll still hit girl
1 and you brought 2 friends, okay 3 more, now hop in the Benz
4 door, do you know the difference between a 5, 6, 7, 8?
All the mocha lattes, you gotta do Pilates
You gotta pop this tape in before you start back dating
Hustlers, gangstas, all us ballas
It's been a week without me and she feel weak without me
She wanna talk it out but ain't nothin' to talk about
Unless she talk about freakin' out, then maybe we can work it out
Work it out, work it out, work it out, work it out now
Hi, my name is Jill, I just want to say thanks to Kanye's workout plan
(Maybe we could work it out)
I was able to pull a NBA player
And like, now I shop every day on Rodeo Drive
I just want to say thank you Kanye, woo, woo, woo!
My name is Lasandra and I just want to say
That since listenin' to Kanye's workout tape
I was able to get my phone bill paid
I got sounds and 13's put on my Cavalier
And I was able to get a free trip to Cancun
And what's most importantly
Is that I ain't gotta fuck with Ray Ray's broke ass no mo'
Work it mo', juke it mo'
Pump it mo, Chi-town mo'
Let's go mo'
My name is Alamae from Mobile, Alabama
And I just want to say since listenin' to Kanye's workout tape
I been able to date outside the family
I got a double wide and I rode a plane, rode a plane, rode a plane
Rode a plane, rode a plane
Thanks to Kanye's workout plan I'm the envy of all my friends
See I pulled me a baller man and I ain't gotta work at the mall again
Lemme break ya off a piece of my favorite workout plan
I wanna see you work out, ooh
(It's like that old Michael Jackson shit)
That's right, put in work, move your ass, go berserk
Eat your salad, no dessert, get that man you deserve
It's Kanye's workout plan
I said it's Kanye's workout plan
Ladies and gentlemen
(It's Kanye's workout plan)
Allow myself to introduce myself
(His workout plan)
This time around I want y'all to clap with me, like this
That's right, put in work, move your ass, go berserk
Eat your salad, no dessert, get that man you deserve
(And stop!)
It's Kanye's workout plan
(Okay please)
I said it's Kanye's workout plan
(I know y'all ain't tired)
It's Kanye's workout plan
(But I hope not)
His workout plan
('Cause on this one I need y'all to give me a soul clap okay?)
(Double time!)
That's right, put in work, move your ass, go berserk
Eat your salad, no dessert, get that man you deserve
That's right, put in work, move your ass, go berserk
Eat your salad, no dessert, get that man you deserve
That's right, put in work, move your ass, go berserk
Eat your salad, no dessert, get that man you deserve
Okay, okay, okay, that's very good
I appreciate ya time
I want to see you work out for me
Whoa, yeah
I've been workin' this graveshift and I ain't made shit
I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly past the sky
I've been workin' this graveshift and I ain't made shit
I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly past the sky
Man, man, man
If my manager insults me again I will be assaulting him
After I fuck the manager up then I'm gonna shorten the register up
Let's go back, back to the Gap
Look at my check, wasn't no scratch
So if I stole, wasn't my fault
Yeah I stole, never got caught
They take me to the back and pat me
Askin' me about some khakis
But let some black people walk in
I bet they show off their token blackie
Oh now they love Kanye, let's put him all in the front of the store
Saw him on break next to the 'No Smoking' sign with a blunt and a Mall'
Takin' my hits, writin' my hits
Writin' my rhymes, playin' my mind
This fuckin' job can't help him
So I quit, y'all welcome
Y'all don't know my struggle
Y'all can't match my hustle
You can't catch my hustle
You can't fathom my love dude
Lock yourself in a room doin' five beats a day for three summers
That's a different world like Kree Summers
I deserve to do these numbers
The kid that made that deserves that Maybach
So many records in my basement
I'm just waitin' on my spaceship, blaow
I've been workin' this graveshift and I ain't made shit
I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly past the sky
I've been workin' this graveshift and I ain't made shit
I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly past the sky
Man, I'm talkin' way past the sky
Let's go, yeah
And I didn't even try to work a job
Represent the mob
At the same time thirsty on the grind
Chi state of mind
Lost my momma, lost my mind
+My life, my love+ that's not mine
Why you ain't signed?
Wasn't my time
Leave me alone, work for y'all
Half of it's yours, half of it's mine
Only one to ball
Never one to fall
Gotta get mine
Gotta take mine
Got a tech nine
Reach my prime
Gotta make these haters respect mine
In the mall 'til 12 when my schedule said nine
Puttin' them pants on shelves
Waitin' paitently I ask myself
Where I wanna go, where I wanna be
Life is much more than runnin' in the streets
Holla at 'ye, hit me with the beat
Put me on my feet
Sound so sweet
Yes I'm the same ol' G, same goatee
Stayin' low key, nope
Holler at God "Man why'd you had to take my folks?"
Hope to see Freddy G., Yusef G
Love my G, Rolly G
Police watch me smoke my weed, count my G's
Got a lot of people countin' on me
And I'm just tryin' to find my peace
Should of finished school like my niece
Then I wouldn't finally wouldn't use my piece, blaow
Aw man, all this pressure
I've been workin' this graveshift and I ain't made shit
I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly past the sky
I've been workin' this graveshift and I ain't made shit
I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly past the sky
I remember havin' to take the dollar cab
Comin' home real late at night
Standin' on my feet all damn day
Tryin' to make this thing right
And havin' one of my co-workers say "Yo you look just like
This kid I seen in the old Busta Rhymes video the other night"
Well easy come, easy go
How that sayin' goes
No more broad service, cars, and them TV shows
I all had that snatched from me
And all the faculties all turn their back on me
And didn't wanna hear a rap from me
So naturally actually had to face things factually
Had to be a catastrophe with the fridgest starin' back at me
Cuz nothing's there, nothing's fair
I don't wanna ever go back there
So I won't be takin' no days off 'til my spaceship takes off
I've been workin' this graveshift and I ain't made shit
I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly past the sky
I've been workin' this graveshift and I ain't made shit
I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly past the sky
I wanna fly, I wanna fly
I said I want my chariot to pick me up
Are you gonna be
Say that you're gonna be
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh...
She said she wants some Marvin Gaye, some Luther Vandross, a little Anita, will definitely set this party off right
(Are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are you gonna be are you gonna be, well well well well well)
She said she want some Ready for the World, some New Edition, some Minnie Ripperton, and definitely set this party off right
(Are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are you gonna be are you gonna be, well well well well well)
I told her to drive over in your new whip
Bring some friends you cool with
Imma bring da cool whip
Then I want you to strip
See you is my new chick
So we get our grind on
She be grabbin, callin me Biggie like Shine home
Man I swear she fine homes
Why she always lying though
Tellin me them diamonds when she know they rhinestones
She got a light skinned friend look like Michael Jackson
Got a dark skinned friend look like Michael Jackson
I play 'Ready for the World' - she was ready for some action
My dawg said you aint no freak, so you got to prove my man wrong
I'm a play this Vandross
You gon' take your pants off
Imma play this Gladys Knight
Me and you gon' get right
Got you lookin at the gliss at my hands and wrists
While i'm layin back smokin on my canibus
When it come to rockin the rythm like Marvin and Luther
I can tell you aint no messin with Kan-man and Twist
From the Chi and I be
Sippin Hennessy
Play some R&B;
Tryina smoke a B
Lookin properly
Feelin on a G?
And always (Well Well Well Well Well)
Come with me and sip on some Evelyn Champagne
You aint know Twista can work it like the Whispers
Hit the stop light, get into some Isaac
The rims still moving so I'm bumping a little spinners
While I'm
Smokin on a B
Dippin through the streets
Bumpin R&B;
And I got to leave
something to the 23's?
And I do it (well well well well well)
When my earth and the wind smoke a fire
Let me when get your sheets wet listening to Keith Sweat
Put you in a daze for maze
Fullfilling our every temptation slow jamming having deep sex
You ready for the world girl
Come on over make me touch you all over your body baby don't say no to me
An every moment you controllin' me I'm lovin the way you be holding me when I be listening to Jodeci
And when I come over and bend your ass
You be bumpin Teddy Pendergrass
I'da hit it from the back to the melody to roll it slow
Now I gotta go up in it fast, but imma finish last
No matter how much of a thug you see
I still spit it like it's R&B;, so to the club with me
And with some Luther come on and hope you finna and stilla be in love with me
Baby drop another slow jam
And all us lovers need hold hands
And if you aint got no man hop up in my Brougham
I keep it pimpin like an old man
You gots to roll with the plan
Cuz after that then I
Take it to the dome
Then I got to bone
Stay up in the zone
Got to get you home
Gotta run up on
And I do it (well well well well well)
Baby drop another slow jam
And all us lovers need hold hands
And if you aint got no man hop up on my brohem
I keep it pimpin like an old man
You gots to roll with the plan
Cuz after that then I
Take you to my home
And we could get it on
Disconnect the phone
Just to get you goin'
Tryina make you moan
Yeah Grandmama
Told you I won't let you down
Told you I won't let this rap game change me, right?
When it comes to being true, at least true to me
One thing I found,one thing I found
Oh no you'll neva let me down,
Get up I get(down)
Get up I get(down)
Get up I get(down)
Get up I get(down)
Get up I get(down)
Get up I get(down)
Yo, yo first I snatched the street then I snatched the charts,
First had they ear now I hav they're heart,
Rappers came and went,
I've been hear from the start,
Seen them put it together
Watch them take it apart,
See the Rovers roll up wit ribbons
I've seen them re-poed, re-sold and re-driven
So when I reload, he holds #1 position
When u hot I'm hot
And when your feet cold, mines is sizzelin
It's plain to see
Nigga's can't f*** wit me
Cuz ima be that nigga fo life
This is not an image
This is God given
This is hard liven
Mixed wit crystall sippin
It's the most consistent
Give you the most hits you can fit inside a whole disc and
Nigga I'm home on these charts, y'all niggaz visitin
It's Hov tradition, Jeff Gordan of rap
I'm back to claim pole position, holla at ya boy
I get down for my grandfather who took my momma
Made her sit that seat where white folks aint wanna us to eat
At the tender age of 6 she was arrested for the sit in
With that in my blood I was born to be different
Now niggas can't make it to ballots to choose leadership
But we can make it to Jacob and to the dealership
That's why I hear new music
And I jus dont be feelin it
Racism still alive they jus be consealin it
But I know they don't want me in the damn club
They even made me show I.D to get inside of Sam's club
I did dirt and went to church to get my hands scrubbed
Swear I've been baptised at least 3 or 4 times
But in the land where nigga's praise
Yukons and getting paid
It gon take a lot more than coupons to get us saved
Like it take a lot more than do-rags to get your waves
Notin sadder than that day my girl father past away
So I promised to MR.rany I'm gonna marry your daughter
And u know I gotta thank u for they way that she was brought up
And I know that u were smiling when u see that car I bought her
And u sent tears from heaven when u seen my car get balled up
But I can't complaint what the accident did to my left eye
Cuz look what a accident did to Left Eye
First Aaliyah and now romeo must die
I know a got angels watchin me from the other side
We are all here for a reason on a particular path
You don't need a curriculum to know that you are part of the math
Cats think I'm delirious, but I'm so damn serious
That's why I expose my soul to the globe, the world
I'm trying to make it better for these little boys and girls
I'm not just another individual, my spirit is a part of this
That's why I get spiritual, but I get my hymns from Him
So it's not me, it's He that's lyrical
I'm not a miracle, I'm a heaven-sent instrument
My rhythmatic regimen navigates melodic notes for your soul and your mental
That's why I'm instrumental
Vibrations is what I'm into
Yeah, I need my loot by rent day
But that is not what gives me the heart of Kunte Kinte
I'm tryina give us "us free" like Cinque
I can't stop, that's why I'm hot
Determination, dedication, motivation
I'm talking to you, my many inspirations
When I say I can't, let you or self down
If I were of the highest cliff, on the highest riff
And you slipped off the side and clinched on to your life in my grip
I would never, ever let you down
And when these words are found
Let it been known that God's penmanship has been signed with a language called love
That's why my breath is felt by the deaf
And why my words are heard and confined to the ears of the blind
I, too, dream in color and in rhyme
So I guess I'm one of a kind in a full house
Cuz whenever I open my heart, my soul, or my mouth
A touch of God reigns out
Who else you know been hot this long,
(Oh Ya, you know we ain't finished)
Started from nothing but he got this strong,
(The ROC is in the building)
Built the ROC from a pebble, pedalled rock before I met you,
Pedalled bikes, got my nephews pedal bikes because they special,
Let you tell that man I'm falling,
Well somebody must've caught him,
Cause every fourth quarter, I like to Mike Jordan 'em,
Number one albums, what I got like four of dem,
More of dem on the way,
The Eight Wonder on the way,
Clear the way, I'm here to stay,
Y'all can save the chitter chat, this and that, this and Jay,
Dissin' Jay 'ill get you mased,
When I start spitting them lyrics, niggas get very religious,
Six Hail Maries, please Father forgive us,
Young, the Archbishop, the Pope John Paul of y'all niggas,
The way y'all all follow Jigga,
Hov's a living legend and I tell you why,
Hey Jimmy where you going?
I dont know where I'm goin.
My Dad died, and he left me his degrees.
My mom would always say "Dad, why dont you work?",
But he just kept learning.
All the other kids parents were working and saving up money for school,
And I was actaully in school all when my dad was in school.
He was so gready with degrees, he took my degree.
And now I'm just glad he left me these.
Because all the regular homeless people have newspaper, and look what I have.
These are documented.
My father left them for me.
And Im going to leave them to my kids.
I'm going to learn too.
I'm going to get super smart, so I to can die without money.
But I'll be the smartest dead guy.
Kanye, can I talk to you for a minute?
Me and the other faculty members was wonderin could you do a lil som...
Somethin beautiful
Somethin that the kids is gon love when they hear it
Thas gon make them start jumpin up and down and sharin candy an' stuff
Oh, when it all, it all falls down
I'm telling you, ohh, it all falls down
Oh, when it all, it all falls down
I'm telling you, ohh, it all falls down
Man, I promise, she's so self conscious
She has no idea what she's doing in college
That major that she majored in don't make no money
But she won't drop out, her parents will look at her funny
Now, tell me that ain't insecure
The concept of school seems so secure
Sophomore, three years, ain't picked a career
She like, fuck it, I'll just stay down here and do hair
'Cause that's enough money to buy her a few pairs of new airs
'Cause her baby daddy don't really care
She's so precious with the peer pressure
Couldn't afford a car so she named her daughter Alexus
She had hair so long that it looked like weave
Then she cut it all off now she look like Eve
And she be dealing with some issues that you can't believe
Single black female, addicted to retail and well
Oh, when it all, it all falls down
I'm telling you ohh, it all falls down
Man I promise, I'm so self conscious
That's why you always see me with at least one of my watches
Rollies and Pasha's done drove me crazy
I can't even pronounce nothing, pass that Versace
Then I spent 400 bucks on this
Just to be like nigga you ain't up on this
And I can't even go to the grocery store
Without some ones that's clean and a shirt with a team
It seems we living the American dream
The people highest up got the lowest self esteem
The prettiest people do the ugliest things
For the road to riches and diamond rings
We shine because they hate us, floss 'cause they degrade us
We trying to buy back our 40 acres
And for that paper, look how low we a'stoop
Even if you in a Benz, you still a nigga in a coop
Oh, when it all, it all falls down
I'm telling you, ohh, it all falls down
I say fuck the police, that's how I treat 'em
We buy our way out of jail, but we can't buy freedom
We'a buy a lot of clothes but we don't really need 'em
Things we buy to cover up what's inside
'Cause they made us hate ourself and love they wealth
That's why shorty's hollering, "Where the ballas' at?"
Drug dealer buy Jordans, crackhead buy crack
And a white man get paid off of all a dat
But I ain't even gon' act holier than thou
'Cause fuck it, I went to Jacob with 25 thou
Before I had a house and I'd do it again
'Cause I wanna be on 106 and Park pushing a Benz
I wanna act ballerific like it's all terrific
I got a couple past due bills, I won't get specific
I got a problem with spending before I get it
We all self conscious, I'm just the first to admit it
Oh, when it all, it all falls down
I'm telling you, ohh, it all falls down
Oh, when it all, it all falls down
I'm telling you, ohh, it all falls down
Oh, when it all, it all falls down
I'm telling you, ohh, it all falls down
Oh, when it all, it all falls down
I'm telling you, ohh, it all falls down
{I's can't keep workin' like this
This grave shift is like a slave ship}
[Intro]
You just popped in the Kanye West
Get right for the summer workout tape
And ladies if you follow these instructions exactly
you might bear to pull you a rapper, a NBA player
Man, at least a dude wit' a car
So first of all we gon' work on the stomach
Nobody wants a little tight ass!
[Verse 1]
1 and 2 and 3 and 4 and get them sit ups right and
Tuck your tummy tight and do your crunches like this
Give head, stop breathe, get up, check your weave
Don't drop the blunt and disrespect the weed
Pick up your son and don't disrespect your seed
It's a party tonight and ooh she's so excited
Tell me who's invited: you, your friends and my dick
What's scary to me is Henny makes girls look like Halle Berry to me
So excuse me miss, I forgot your name
Thank you, God bless you, good night I came..
I came...
I came..
[Chorus]
It's been a week without me
and she feel weak without me
She wanna talk it out but
Ain't nothin' to talk about
'Lest, she talkin' about freakin' out
then maybe we can work it out
Work it out (Come on) [4x]
Work it out now
Maybe we can work it out (Come on, come on)
[Verse 2]
Oh girl your silhouette make me wanna light a cigarette
My name Kanye from the Jigga set Twista said get it wet
Ooh girl your breath is HARSH
Cover your mouth up like you got SARS
Off them tracks yea I bought them cars
Still killa a nigga on 16 bars
We ain't sweatin' to the oldies we jukin to a cold beat
Maybe one day girl we can bone
so you can brag to all your homies now
But I still mess with a big girl if you ain't fit girl I'll hit girl
1 and you brought 2 friends OK 3 more now hop in the Benz
Four door do you know the difference between a 5, 6, 7, 8
All the mocha lattes you gotta do Pilates
You gotta pop this tape in before you start back dating
Hustlers, gangstas, all us, ballas
[Chorus]
It's been a week without me
and she feel weak without me
She wanna talk it out but
Ain't nothin' to talk about
'Lest, she talkin' about freakin' out
then maybe we can work it out
Work it out (Come on) [4x]
Work it out now
Maybe we can work it out (Come on, come on)
[Interlude: Ladies speaking w/ Kanye in the background]
[Jill] Hi may name is Jill, I just want to say thanks to
Kanye's workout plan. I was able to pull a NBA player
and like now I shop every day on Rodeo drive
I just want to say, thank you Kanye! woooo! woooo! woooo!
[Asandra] My name is Asandra, and I just want to say
that ever since listenin' to Kanye's workout tape
I was able to get my phone bill paid, I got sounds and 13's
put up in my Cavalier and I was able to get a free trip to Cancun
And what's most importantly is that I ain't gotta fuck Ray Ray's
broke ass no mo'
(Work it mo' juge it mo' pump it mo, Chi-town mo' let's go mo')
[Alamae] My name is Alamae from Mobille, Alabama
and I just want to say since listenin' to Kanye's workout tape
I been able to date outside the family, I got a double wide
And I rode the plane, rode the plane, rode the plane
[Girl] Thanks to Kanye's workout plan
I'm the envy of all my friends
See I pulled me a baller man (yeah)
And I don't gotta work at the mall again
[Beat changes]
(Lemme break ya wit' a piece of)
My favorite work out plan (oh! oh! oh!)
I wanna see you work out (yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah)
(It's that old Michael Jackson shit)
That's right put in work, move your ass, go wizzerk
Get your salad, no dessert
Get that man you deserve
It's Kanye's workout plan
I said it's Kanye's workout plan (Ladies and gentlemen)
It's Kanye's workout plan (Allow myself to introduce myself)
His woooorrrrkkoouut plan (This time around I want y'all to clap like this)
That's right put in work
Move your ass, go wizzerk
Eat your salad, no dessert
Get that man you deserve (Stop!)
It's Kanye's workout plan (Ok bring)
I said it's Kanye's workout plan (I know y'all ain't tired)
It's Kanye's workout plan (But I hope not, 'cuz on this one I need ya)
His woooorrrrkkoouut plan (to give me a soul clap ok? double time)
That's right put in work (Woo!)
Move your ass, go wizzerk (Ow!
Eat your salad, no dessert (Ugh!)
Get that man you deserve
That's right put in work (Put in work)
Move your ass, go wizzerk (Go wizzerk)
Eat your salad, no dessert (No dessert)
Get that man you deserve (You hear, ugh)
That's right put in work (That's right put in work)
Move your ass, go wizzerk (Go wizzerk)
Eat your salad, no dessert (Eat your salad, no dessert)
Get that man you deserve (Woo!)
(Okay, okay, okay, that's, that'd be good) [Applause and cheering]
(I appreciate your time)
I want to see you work out for me
Woah yeah
[Verse 1: Kanye West]
Yeah, yeah - I used to front when I write songs
Talk about havin ice on, and I could barely keep my lights on
And my beats was so sick, I shoulda got a medic
But my credit was so pathetic I couldn't afford a debit
When the dropout dropped, I had to cop me a money tree
To front on anybody who ever tried to front on me
With so much personality, what do you want from me?
I could be by myself and enjoy the company
My life, this year, my career, is the Lord
Bad chick, this award, is for Melissa Ford
Ninety-four I could only afford this Accord
From the home of gangbangin and we all outdoors
Southside, outside, Westside, let's ride
Eastside, right B-Side, Lakeshore Drive
And I'm (and I'm) Chi-Town's finest
Where you at? The whole city behind us
[Chorus: Kanye West]
Where you at? The whole city behind us
Where you at? The whole city behind us
Southside, outside, Westside, let's ride
Where you at? The whole city behind us
[Verse 2: Ludacris]
It ain't nuttin to it but to do it! I came here
To shut the place down 'til my body stops pumpin red fluid
A-Town I've been through it! And we steady gettin tested
But ready to fill your bubble when we put the lead to it
Out West they still bangin, up top it's really gully
Down South we get buck and turn hearts to Silly Putty
Ludacris I got silly money - you got jokes?
I'll be laughin all the way to the bank - now that's really funny!
Big city bright lights - and many pity cause we like fights
May be long days but it's fright nights
Living out the night life - and people asking 'Where You At?'
Not the club; I stay in the get right!
Hotlanta home of the booties and the really tight skirts
Where if somebody moves then somebody gets hurt!
From Decatur down to CP, and EP
Adamsville to the battlefield it's D.T.P.
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: The Game]
It's Compton's prodigy
Obviously I'm from the home of hydraulics
Where they tie bandanas around the steerin collar
'Nuff Impalas in to get holla
We fightin pitbulls and Rottweilers
In the projects the objective is make dollars
'Where You At?' It ain't a problem to get it there by tomorrow
Cause I got a female friend, with frequent flier mileage
I ain't never been to college got the IQ of a Rhodes Scholar
If you follow G-Unit throw up your dubs and yell holla
To all the Y.G.'s in khakis and white tees
With And 1's in every colour like Ice-T
I might be the city of Compton's right knee
The way I paint pictures with these hip-hop scriptures
Pay attention while The Game shine like a prism
Glisten, show you how canaries can alter one's vision
Not to mention I am Dr. Dre christened on behalf
Of Luda and Kan-Yeezie, I'm gon' breathe easy
[Bernie Mac]
[laughs]
I knew I was gonna see ya, I knew I was gonna see you again!
I was gonna see you again
Where your god damn book bag at?
Always carryin' that lil book bag
Nobody wanna see that
God damn fourth grader
Sit yo' ass down
?? wanna play it again like he got somethin else to do
You ain't got nothin' else to do
You ain't doin nothin wit yo life
[piano starts]
Nothing with your life
What do you think this is?
You betta look at me when i'm talkin' to you!
You think this is easy don't you?
You think this is promised
Oh ain't nothin promised with you
Look at my face, do I got a promise face?
Does it look like promise you anything?
Kanye!
Ni**a! Is you snorin' in my class?
Wake up Mr. West! Mr. West
[echoes into next song]
Yo Ferris, they can't stop me from rappin', can they?
I spit it through the wire, man
If this ain't dedication I don't know what is, man
Listen, first of all I want to thank you for your support
Chi-Town, what's goin' on?
Uh, yeah, feels like, uh, every sunshine is brighter
Sunsets feel righter
Please light ya lighter for the producer and the writer
Feel like God wrote this
I'm just here to quote this
I don't know if you notice but I'm actually pitchin' bogus
Doctor, doctor, would you please say somethin'?
I know I almost was the final destination
I musta had a blessin' from Pastor Mason
Cuz that trip to L.A. coulda been my last vacation
And, man, I know I can drop a down payment on that Porsche Cayenne
But, what, I went along with the plan
Paid for my own video, directed by my man
Man, I know God was holdin' my hand
Wouldn't let me go before I go on Def Poetry Jam
Wouldn't let me throw in the towel 'fore I got to throw in some vowels
'Bout what we goin' through now
Girls got a crush on me like I did beats for Mr. Cheeks
And since the accident they tellin' me it's the cheeks
And if you look at history
That last rapper that almost died sold 6.5
'Cept I'm comin' from the Chi
Through the wire to the wall
All my rhymes is raw
All these beats beats beats beats beats
All of them could of been lost
I always got to floss
I almost paid the cost
So before I go to sleep sleep sleep
Always thank the Lord
For this mic and my keyboard
Heck naw, that boy is raw
You hear that? That's all that jewelry I got on man
Sometimes I take it off at the airport but I still get stopped
They be like "There go Kayne, there go Kayne!
Can I see some I.D. please? So thank you very much"
First of all, my momma named me Kanye so y'all gon' call me Kanye
I'm like the girl on the 'Sixth Sense'
"I'm feelin' much better now"
[ Consequence ]
Good morning America, good morning to Erica
Who gave me good head while watching good morning America
And good day New York, have a good day in court
My niggaz drive around the hood looking for good yay' to snort
I never liked the goodbyes, always caught a good vibe
Always had a good time, could always spot a good guy
From a good guy, look alive, look alive, look or try
You know that old saying what they say about good guys
I bet that's why I went bad, needed all my chips bad
Fiends needed it bad, started hittin liq' bad
Had to get that work off before that shit went bad
If not, it gets bad, and things will only get bad
So now I'm getting bad skin, and I got that badge and
Tellin me them bastards, don't catch a bad break
Caught a bad rate on whip with bad brakes
I'm caught up in these bad ways havin a bad day
So now the game's ugly, and my pain's ugly
And my chain's ugly, things became ugly, cuz I'm ugly ducklin
Got a stain and its musty, wakin up looking crusty
And miss thang who's ugly is sayin to me “don't touch me”
I went from pretty willie to pretty silly
But I'm still pretty gully so you thins will still get pretty ugly
And this is for the hoods, the crabs, the junkies
We showin you the good, the bad, the ugly
Chorus 1: [Kanye West]
We showin you the good, the bad, the ugly
B.I.G. said get ya money ain't no telling they gon love me
We showin you the good, the bad, the ugly
When your money get funny and them days ain't sunny
We showin you the good, the bad, the ugly
Niggaz give pounds and hug me, tho they really wanna slug me
We showin you the good, the bad, the ugly
And this for the hood, you got to love me
[Kanye West]
Good morning to ummm, I don't remember your name
But I remember the brain, here go a fare for the train and
Good morning to Chi-Town, where my niggaz ride down
And bust clowns, and look for some bustdowns to bust down
And she ain't got a car she on the bus now
But her gear is bangin, she one of us now
I wanted badly to bone cuz she was bad to the bone
She from a batter home, she mad when she at home
So I gave her my number to beep off, she wanted to take a week off
Bustin scary movie nuts, I had to get the freak off
The new Tom Cruise, took the Moulan Rouge on a too long cruise
She said “I ain't bonin you with them two long shoes”
And I get bougie in a grape poupon mood
So I'm gon act cheap in a coupon mood
She said “Ye' you don't love me?”
I told her that's the good, the bad, the ugly
Chorus 2:
We showin you the good, the bad, the ugly
B.I.G. said get ya money ain't no telling they gon love me
We showin you the good, the bad, the ugly
And this for the hood, you got to love me
[Consequence]
Good morning to Queens, the north side of my scene
And when it comes down to it, I'm a ride for my team
See it's a beautiful life, but the bills will make it ugly
And the beauty of life, is when you're forced to make it ugly
Had a beautiful night, until a storm done made it ugly
And a beautiful wife, now we divorcing and its ugly
Now my mind state is ugly, my blind dates are ugly
I'm ready to turn it up in the streets and make it ugly
Used to sit in Mr. Uglies with these chickens that were ugly
And these bitches used to bug me to the point it made me ugly
Say things that were ugly in regards to their tummies
But I took it all back, cuz God don't like ugly
Now I'm curbin my bad words, they say that the bad burn
I left it on bad terms, with a chic with a bad perm
Whose case took a bad turn, and face caught a bad burn
And took the news bad when they said she had bad germs
The bad thing about it, the bitch was bad and bout it
But the pussy smelled bad, so I had to get up out it
So now we got bad blood, her son is a bad blood
But it happens in the hood when you inherit that bad blood
And once it get bad, it be bad for good
THAT'S BAD MEANING BAD NOT BAD MEANING GOOD
But I greet it as good, when you leave with the good
Its all good in the hood, got called good cuz I'm good
Now I'm havin some good nights, livin this good life
Got me a good girl that I'm gon make me a good wife
So I'm, good to go, and I'm good where I go
Look my man got good aim and that's a good thing to know
And he came home for good, off of good behavior
Spittin that good game, so what's good with this paper
And this is for the hoods, the crabs, the junkies
We showin you the good, the bad, the ugly
Chorus 1
f/ Consequence
[Consequence]
Good morning America, good morning to Erica
Who gave me good head while watching good morning America
And good day New York, have a good day in court
My niggaz drive around the hood looking for good ye' to snort
I never liked the goodbyes, always caught a good vibe
Always had a good time, could always spot a good guy
From a good guy, look alive, look alive, look or try
You know that old saying what they say about good guys
I bet that's why I went bad, needed all my chips bad
Fiends needed it bad, started hittin liq' bad
Had to get that work off before that shit went bad
If not, it gets bad, and things will only get bad
So now I'm getting bad skin, and I got that badge and
Tellin me them bastards, don't catch a bad break
Caught a bad rate on whip with bad brakes
I'm caught up in these bad ways havin a bad day
So now the game's ugly, and my pain's ugly
And my chain's ugly, things became ugly, cuz I'm ugly ducklin
Got a stain and its musty, wakin up looking crusty
And miss thang who's ugly is sayin to me “don't touch me”
I went from pretty willie to pretty silly
But I'm still pretty gully so you thins will still get pretty ugly
And this is for the hoods, the crabs, the junkies
We showin you the good, the bad, the ugly
Chorus 1: [Kanye West]
We showin you the good, the bad, the ugly
B.I.G. said get ya money ain't no telling they gon love me
We showin you the good, the bad, the ugly
When your money get funny and them days ain't sunny
We showin you the good, the bad, the ugly
Niggaz give pounds and hug me, tho they really wanna slug me
We showin you the good, the bad, the ugly
And this for the hood, you got to love me
[Kanye West]
Good morning to ummm, I don't remember your name
But I remember the brain, here go a fare for the train and
Good morning to Chi-Town, where my niggaz ride down
And bust clowns, and look for some bustdowns to bust down
And she ain't got a car she on the bus now
But her gear is bangin, she one of us now
I wanted badly to bone cuz she was bad to the bone
She from a batter home, she mad when she at home
So I gave her my number to beep off, she wanted to take a week off
Bustin scary movie nuts, I had to get the freak off
The new Tom Cruise, took the Moulan Rouge on a too long cruise
She said “I ain't bonin you with them two long shoes”
And I get bougie in a grape poupon mood
So I'm gon act cheap in a coupon mood
She said “Ye' you don't love me?”
I told her that's the good, the bad, the ugly
Chorus 2:
We showin you the good, the bad, the ugly
B.I.G. said get ya money ain't no telling they gon love me
We showin you the good, the bad, the ugly
And this for the hood, you got to love me
[Consequence]
Good morning to Queens, the north side of my scene
And when it comes down to it, I'm a ride for my team
See it's a beautiful life, but the bills will make it ugly
And the beauty of life, is when you're forced to make it ugly
Had a beautiful night, until a storm done made it ugly
And a beautiful wife, now we divorcing and its ugly
Now my mind state is ugly, my blind dates are ugly
I'm ready to turn it up in the streets and make it ugly
Used to sit in Mr. Uglies with these chickens that were ugly
And these bitches used to bug me to the point it made me ugly
Say things that were ugly in regards to their tummies
But I took it all back, cuz God don't like ugly
Now I'm curbin my bad words, they say that the bad burn
I left it on bad terms, with a chic with a bad perm
Whose case took a bad turn, and face caught a bad burn
And took the news bad when they said she had bad germs
The bad thing about it, the bitch was bad and bout it
But the pussy smelled bad, so I had to get up out it
So now we got bad blood, her son is a bad blood
But it happens in the hood when you inherit that bad blood
And once it get bad, it be bad for good
THAT'S BAD MEANING BAD NOT BAD MEANING GOOD
But I greet it as good, when you leave with the good
Its all good in the hood, got called good cuz I'm good
Now I'm havin some good nights, livin this good life
Got me a good girl that I'm gon make me a good wife
So I'm, good to go, and I'm good where I go
Look my man got good aim and that's a good thing to know
And he came home for good, off of good behavior
Spittin that good game, so what's good with this paper
And this is for the hoods, the crabs, the junkies
We showin you the good, the bad, the ugly
Chorus 1
f/ Jamie Foxx, Twista, Aisha Taylor, Luther Vandross
* send corrections to the typist
[Intro: Luther (Jamie Foxx)]
Are you gonna be? Say that you're gonna be
Oooo, oooo, oooo, oooo, oooooo
[Chorus: Jamie Foxx (Luther)]
She said she want some Marvin Gaye, some Luther Vandross
A little Anita will definitely set this party off right
(are you gonna be, are you gonna be, are you gonna be
are you gonna be, are you gonna be, well well well well)
She said she want some Ready For The World, some New Edition
Some Minnie Ripperton will definitely set this party off right
(are you gonna be, are you gonna be, are you gonna be
are you gonna be, are you gonna be, well well well well)
[Verse 1: Kanye West]
(*talking*)
It definitely will
You know what I told her
(*rapping)
I told her to drive over in yo new whip, bring some friends you cool wit
I'mma bring the cool whip, then I want you to strip
See you is my new chick, so we get our grind on
She be grabbin me, callin me +Biggie+ like +Shyne+ home
Man I swear she fine homes, why she always lyin though?
Tellin me them diamonds, when she know they rhinestones
She got a light-skinned friend look like Michael Jackson
Got a dark-skinned friend look like Michael Jackson
I played 'ready for the world', she was ready for some action
My dawg said you ain't no freak , so you bout to prove my man wrong
I'mma lay this Vandross, you gon take yo pants off
I'mma play this Gladys Knight, me and you gon get right
Repeat Chorus
[Bridge: Jamie Foxx]
Smokey Robinson
Smokey Robinson
Freddie Jackson
Everything, everything (Well well well well)
Smokey Robinson
Ashford & Simpson (Are you gonna be)
Set the party, really set the party off right
(are you gonna be, are you gonna be, are you gonna be
are you gonna be, are you gonna be)
Yes it will, yes it will (Well well well well)
Al Green, OH!
Al Green, OHHHHH YEAH!!!
OOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Whatcha know about the Isley Brothers?
[*Aisha Taylor talking over ad-libs*]
Now Kanye, I know I told you to slow it down
It's good, it's all good, it's beautiful
But now I need you to do it faster baby
can you please - do it faster, do it faster
[*Kanye talking*]
Damn baby, I can't do it that fast but I know somebody who can, Twista!
[Verse 2: Twista]
When I catch you looking at the glist on my hands and wrist
While I'm layin' back smoking on my cannabis
When it come to rockin the rhythm like Marvin and Luther
I can tell you when I'm messin wit Kan man and Twist
In the Chi and I be sippin hennessey - play some R&B;
While I smoke a b - you can preferably find that I'm a G
And all this (well well well well)
Come wit me and sip on some Evelyn Champagne
You ain't know Twista could work it like the Whispers?
Hit the stop light, move it to some Isaac
His rims still movin so I bump a lil' Spinners
While I'm smoking on a b - dippin through the streets
Bumpin R&B; - and I got the leaf - on the 23's
And I do it (well well well well)
Wit my Earth in the Wind smoking Fire
Let me get ya sheets wet listenin to Keith Sweat
Put you in a daze wit Maze
Fulfilling her wit every temptation, slow jam, and havin deep sex
You ready for the world girl, baby come on go wit me
I touch you all over your body baby don't say no to me
And every moment controlling me
I love the way you be holdin me when I be listenin to Jodeci
And when I come over and bend ya ass, you be bumpin Teddy Pendergrass
I done hit it from the back, to the melody and rode it slow
Now I got to go up in it fast, but I'mma finish last
No matter how much of a thug you see
I still spit it like it's R&B;, come to the club wit me
And when some Luther come on I hope you feelin me
and still will be in love wit me
Repeat Chorus
Bridge 2: Jamie Foxx ad-libs (w/ female singer)
Repeat Chorus
I brought you brothers here to start our own fraternity
Broke Phi Broke, we ain't got it.
Broke Phi Broke (we ain't got it)
No, we have no money
We are sharin' jeans.
If I go outside, I got the only clothing on.
How many cars do we own? (None!)
How many cars do we own? (None, sir!)
Should we let our woman go and be with the cat in the car?
Yes, we will.
Why? Because we can't afford gas. Say it with me!
(We can't afford no gas!)
Say it!
(We can't afford no gas!)
So we ain't drivin'!
[Chorus: Twista]
And we gone stay hustling on the block until we caught
And we gone stay showing off that jewelry that we bought
And we gone stay heated in case it's in and out of court
'Cause we some gangstas, I don't know what the fuck you thought
[Verse One: Ludacris]
Sometimes I think that I gotta see a little bit of brighter days
'Cause I confine myself to a city near you in a solid cage
And you could look to the left and the right, but I'm trapped on center stage
And I could rap to the beat, but I don't know how to change my wage
I still hear a pull and I track 'em, and strack 'em, and whack 'em
Jack a nigga for the day to days and I yak 'em, attack 'em, and sack 'em
Get a weapon and I crack his brain 'cause I'm hustler, baller, pro
And it wouldn't be right for me to be around busters, and crawlers, and hoes
But I'm a pimp at night so talk shit and I'm gonna lift 'em up off of their toes
With a street sweeper regulating quarters, and ki's, and o's
In the two seater, Ludacris and Twista with bags of 'dro
Smoking and choking, get 'em up and croaking
It's so potent, I'm hoping to keep on floating
Soaking wet and you can bet, people I'm high
I'm seeing lions, and tigers and bears - oh my!
And I can't hide it and keep it hidden, good riddance of feeling good
I'm weapon-concealing, stealing my neighborhood
Would, could, and should break a nigga off
They'll see you later, go to the doctor, hold my balls and (cough)
Because the vapors and I caught the drawn, brain blown, honey I'm home
Give me the microphone, and fools is like, "leave me alone!"
[Chorus]
[Verse Two: Twista]
Throw it up if you get high, get blowed, get drunk
If you on what I'm on come on and kick it, let's ride, smoke 'dro, beat the trunk
All the bad ass bitches that want to party, just shake it, great players get pumped
Me and my thugs and hustlers in the party, get money, fuck hoes, get crunk
(Look out) Put a little bit of hash and some motherfucking purple haze
I feel it all over my body, adrenaline with the Bacardi
got me up and then ripping shit in a rage
In the netti confetti with a belly, gucci
Timberland stepping on the pedal up in the 'lac truck
Want to get me for the wood
Better get the whole motherfucking 'hood to come and give you some back up
We can get into it and if you want to do it
I'm leaking the fluids out of the bodies that want to come at this
If they ever got some blood for fucking with thugs that I bury
My adversaries better not want none of Twis'
Represent for the city, anybody that different with me
got into thinking its a game
And whether you in my city and I talk shit
I'm going to kill him, especially if he say my name
I've been known to handle my business
Or I'm gonna stick him up for the scrilla, from K-Tilla, smoking on a fat pilla
Murder haters that I'm full of
Niggaz claiming they wanna bring a baretta they'll be killas
Balling out so hard the size of my rims grows to a hellafied sight-scene
When the dough become no bigger, I'm gonna still drop that 2003
(Throw it up if you...)
[Chorus] - 2X
Wise men say
Wise men say
Wise men say
The baddest nigga out there bro
Never figure out real love
You'll never figure out real love
It's so crazy
I get everything figured out
But for some reason I can never find what real love is about
No doubt, everything in the world figured out
But I can never seem to find what love is about
Do you think I sacrificed real life
For all the fame of flashing lights?
Do you think I sacrifice a real life
For all the fame of flashing lights?
There is no Gucci I can buy
There is no Louis Vuitton to put on
There is no YSL that they could sell
To get my heart out of this hell
And my mind out of this jail
There is no clothes that I could buy
That could turn back the time
There is no vacation spot I could fly
That could bring back a piece of real life
Real life, what does it feel like?
I ask you tonight, I ask you tonight
What does it feel like? I ask you tonight
To live a real life?
I just want to be a real boy
They always say Kanye, he keeps it real boy
Pinocchio story is, I just want to be a real boy
Pinocchio story goes to be a real boy
It's funny, Pinocchio lied
And that's what kept him from it
I tell the truth and I keep runnin'
It's like I'm looking for something out there, trying to find something
I turn on the TV and see me and see nothing
What does it feel like to live real life, to be real?
Not some facade on TV that no can really feel
Do you really have the stamina?
For everybody that sees you that say 'where's my camera?'
For everybody that sees you that says 'sign my autograph'?
For everybody that sees you, 'Kanye, said you all that'
You all a that
I just want to be a real boy, Pinocchio story goes
I just want to be a real boy, Pinocchio story goes
And there is no Gepetto to guide me, no one right beside me
The only one was behind me I cant find her no more
I can't find her no more I can't
The only one that come out on the tour and stay, stay, stay
Back when I was living at home and this was all a big dream
And the fame will be got caught
And the day I moved to LA
Maybe that was all my fault
All my fault to be a real boy
Chasing the American dream
Chasing everything we seen
Up on the TV screen
And when uh, the Benz was left
And the clothes was left
And the hoes was left
You talk the hoes to death thinkin' the money that the
You spent the doughs to death
And tell me what-tf for real boy
They say Kanye, you keep it too real boy
Perspective and Wise man say, one day you'll find your way
The wise man say, you'll find your way
The wise man say, you'll find your way
[Intro: ODB (K. West)]
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! {*continues until chorus comes in*}
Yo this is Dirt McGirt, I'm chillin' wit Kanye West
He's killin' y'all niggaz on the beats
He's killin' y'all niggaz on the tracks
(Where ya plaques at dog?)
The game is officially over!
Go kill yaself!
[Chorus: ODB (K. West)]
Now take that equipment back to the store
We don't wanna hear that weak shit no more
Do anybody else make hits anymore?
Guess not mothafucka, it's The Roc mothafucka!
[Kanye West]
Keep the Receipt mothafuckas!
Now y'all gon' stop talkin' that shit that you talkin'
Your broke-ass mamma couldn't afford that abortion
Now tell me how the Hell so gon' afford that coffin?
Now I done sat back and seen it all too often
The backbone of this like Marino to the Dolphins
Most hits out the shot since Sosa and Andre Dawson
My niggaz had Pro Tools, I had no tools
Karaoke machine, fuck it I'm old school
Only difference is my tracks drove niggaz postal
So I drove costal while they stay local
How I can't rhyme when my freestyles'll roast you?
Sit down I'll coach you while we style in posters
Dog, niggaz had a chance to sign me, dropped the ball
I'll see you at the awards.. HUMPH!
Now after all that it took
I made it to The Roc, I'm guess I ain't as dumb as you look
[Chorus x2]
[Kanye West]
Now.. I showed you how to do this, dog
Put a few beats on the tape, I saved this one for myself
I heard you nigga's tapes, need a little bit of help
But I'm rappin' and I can't do nothin' for ya, man
S.G'll hop this, 40 grand if you ain't fam
I mean, if you ain't Hov', if you ain't Cam'
Damn, I know you say he's killin' hisself
He got a little bitty deal now he feelin' hisself
Yup, just cuz I played beats and act hospitable
Don't mean I can't get you changed to hospital you
I'm from a raw family, dog, and I'll spit on you
So play like a kid in the garden and get little you
Who ya hype man? I'm curious
It got you souped up like the cars on The Fast & Furious
You goin' through movin' critters, now who's laughin'?
The best producer that rap better than the rappers
[Chorus x2 - last line by K. West the 2nd time]
[Ol' Dirty Bastard (K. West)]
Aftermath still makin' them hits, nigga?
Lunatics still makin' them hits, nigga?
So So Def still makin' them hits, nigga?
Bad Boy still makin' them hits, nigga?
Wu-Tang still makin' them hits, nigga?
Ruff Ryders still makin' them hits, nigga?
(Cash Money) still makin' them hits, nigga?
Dirt McGirt still makin' them hits, nigga
Yo yo the game is over, go kill yaself!
Go kill yaself.. nigga!
We don't wanna hear that weak shit no more!
Yo, this sound like some movie shit right?
Get ya popcorn, get ya condiments, you dont wanna miss nothin, ok listen
[Verse 1]
They call me +Edward Scissorhands+ cuz i'm tryin to cut
She claim she got cramps, im gone get you to suck
And you not gon use ya teeth ya hear?
You gon find out +What Lies Beneath+ right here
+The Preachers Wife+ dont give head? Get a divorce man
The kids been callin you the headless horseman
Like +Sleepy Hollow+ see she swallow
Suck like ol girl got booed at +Apollo
+13 Ghost+ use my +Hollow Mans+ for +Friday 13th+
You be +Ghost+, +Backdraft+ from the toast
Niggaz who drop names is, oh so shameless
Get a chain thats stainless, they +Almost Famous+
My bling got em callin me, +Lord Of The Rings+
+The Shining+ make it hard for her to +Do The Right Thing+
But I dont say word, I'll never tell
Until you get a Kanye beat, you'll never sell
[Chorus]
I'm livin a movie, not livin by rules
It's just a movie, dont lose ya cool
1,2 Ye comin for you, 3,4 better lock your door
5,6, 7,8, 9,10 never sleep again
[Verse 2]
Shits deeper, than +The Sleepers+
+Jeeper Creep-up+ on your block and cops +Clock-us+
Try to +Baller Block-us+, use +Absolute Power+
You gave him +9 1/2 Weeks+, why you tryin to +Rush Hours+ huh?
And in +The Cell+ dont drop soap in the showers huh
They try to give me +Life+, I'm out in a hour huh
Back on the block wit more +Juice+ than Pac
Makin +Mo' Money+ cuz of +The, The, The, The Rock+
[Chorus]
I said some shit like, umm, you in my things like +Suicide Kings+
There's only +Three Kings+, +Me, Myself and Irene+, you know what im sayin
Yo fuck you, Kanye, first and foremost
For making me do this shit. Muh'fucker
Had to throw everybody out the motherfucking room
'Cause they don't fucking..
(I'd like to propose a toast)
(I said toast motherfucker)
And I am (here's to the roc)
And they ask me, they ask me, they ask me, I tell them (here's to Rocafella)
Raise your glasses, your glasses, your glasses to the sky (here's to the roc)
This is the last call for alcohol, for the... (here's to Rocafella)
So get your ass up off the wall
The all around the world Digital Underground, Pac
The Rudloph the red nosed reindeer of the Roc
I take my chain, my 15 seconds of fame
And come back next year with the whole fucking game
Ain't nobody expect Kanye to end up on top
They expected that College Dropout to drop and then flop
Then maybe he stop savin' all the good beats for himself
Rocafella's only niggaz that help
My money was thinner than Sean Paul's goatee hair
Now Jean Paul Gaultier cologne fill the air, here
They say he bourgie, he big-headed
Won't you please stop talking about how my dick head is
Flow infectious, give me 10 seconds
I'll have a buzz bigger than insects in Texas
It's funny how wasn't nobody interested
'Til the night I almost killed myself in Lexus
Now was Kanye the most overlooked? Yes sir
Now is Kanye the most overbooked? Yes sir
Though the fans want the feeling of A Tribe Called Quest
But all they got left is this guy called West
Better take Freeway, throw him on tracks with Mos Def
Call him Kwa-lI or Kwe-li, I put him on songs with Jay-Z
I'm the Gap like Banana Republic and Old Navy, and oooh
It come out sweeter than old Sadie
Nice as Bun-B when I met him at the Source awards
Girl he had with him - ass coulda won the horse awards
And I was almost famous, now everybody loves Kanye
I'm almost Raymond'
Some say he arrogant. Can y'all blame him?
It was straight embarrassing how y'all played him
Last year shoppin my demo, I was tryin' to shine
Every motherfucker told me that I couldn't rhyme
Now I could let these dream killers kill my self-esteem
Or use my arrogance as the steam to power my dreams
I use it as my gas, so they say that I'm gassed
But without it I'd be last, so I ought to laugh
So I don't listen to the suits behind the desk no more
You niggaz wear suits 'cause you can't dress no more
You can't say shit to Kanye West no more
I rocked 20,000 people, I was just on tour, nigga
I'm Kan, the Louis Vuitton Don
Bought my mom a purse, now she Louis Vuitton Mom
I ain't play the hand I was dealt, I changed my cards
I prayed to the skies and I changed my stars
I went to the malls and I balled too hard
'Oh my god, is that a Black Card?'
I turned around and replied, why yes but I prefer the term
African American Express
Brains, power, and muscle, like Dame, Puffy, and Russell
Your boy back on his hustle, you know what I've been up to
Killin y'all niggaz on that lyrical shit
Mayonnaise colored Benz, I push Miracle Whips
"... last call for alcohol, for my niggaz"
So this A&R; over at Rocafella, named Hiphop
picked the Truth beat for Beanie. And I was in the session with him
I had my demo with me. You know, like I always do
I play the songs, he's like "Who that spittin?"
I'm like "It's me." He's like "Oh, well okay."
Uhh, he started talkin to me on the phone
going back and forth, just askin me to send him beats
And I'm thinking he's trying to get into managing producers
cause he had this other kid named Just Blaze he was messin with
And um, he was friends with my mentor, No ID
And No ID told him, "look man, you wanna mess with Kanye
you need to tell him that you like the way he rap"
"Yo, you wanna sign him, tell him you like how he rap"
I was all, I dunno if he was gassin' me or not
but he's like he wanna manage me as a rapper AND a producer
"I'll sign you as a producer and a rapper",
I'm like oh shit
I was messin with, uh, D-Dot also
People were like this, started talking about the Ghost production
But that's how I got in the game. If it wasn't for that, I wouldn't be here
So you know. After they picked that Truth beat
I was figuring I was gonna do some more work
But shit just went poppin off like that. I was stayin in Chicago
I had my own apartment. I be doin' like, just beats for local acts
just to try to keep the lights on, and then to go out and buy
get a Pelle Pelle off lay-away, get some Jordans or something
or get a TechnoMarine, that's what we wore back then
I made this one beat where I sped up this Hal Melville sample
I played it for Hip over the phone, he's like "oh, yo that shit is crazy
Jay might want it for this compilation album he doin, called The Dynasty."
And at that time, like the drums really weren't soundin' right to me
so I went and um, I was listening to Dre Chronic 2001 at that time
and really I just, like picked the drums off Xxplosive and put it like
with it sped up, sampled, and now it's kind of like my whole style
when it started, when he rapped on 'This Can't be Life.'
And that was like, really the first beat of that kind that was on the Dynasty album
I could say that was the, the resurgence of this whole sound
You know, I got to come in and track the beat, and at the time
I was still with my other management. I really wanted to roll with
Hiphop. 'Cause I, I just needed some fresh air, you know what I'm
sayin, 'cause I been there for a while, I appreciated what they did
for me, but, you know there's a time in every man's life where he
gotta make a change, try to move up to the next level. And that day I
came and I tracked the beat and I got to meet Jay-Z and he said, "oh
you a real soulful dude"
. And he
uh, played the song 'cause he already spit his verse by the time I got
to the studio, you know how he do it, one take. And he said
"check this out, tell me what you think of this, right here"
"tell me what you think of this." And I heard it, and I was thinking
like, man, I really wanted more like of the simple type Jay-Z, I ain't
want like the, the more introspective, complicated rhy- or the, in my
personal opinion. So he asked me, "what you think of it?"
"so what you thinkin?"
And I was like, "man that shit tite,"
you know what I'm sayin', man what I'ma tell him? I was on the train
man, you know. So after that I went back home. And man I'm, I'm just
in Chicago, I'm trying to do my thing. You know, I got groups. I got
acts I'm trying to get on, and like there wasn't nothin really like
poppin' off the way it should have been. One of my homeys that was one
of my artists, he got signed. But it was supposed to really go through
my production company, but he ended up going straight with the
company. So, like I'm just straight holdin' the phone, gettin' the bad
news that dude was tryin' to leave my company. And I got evicted at
the same time. So I went down and tracked the beats from him, I took
that money, came back, packed all my shit up in a U-Haul, maybe about
ten days before I had to actually get out. So I ain't have to deal
with the landlord 'cause he's a jerk. Me and my mother drove to
"Come on, let's just go"
Newark, New Jersey. I hadn't even seen my apartment.
I remember I pulled up
"Kanye, baby, we're here",
I unpacked all my shit. You know, we went to Ikea, I bought a
bed, I put the bed together myself. I loaded up all my equipment, and
the first beat I made was, uh, 'Heart of the City.'
And Beans was still working on his album at that time, so I came up
there to Baseline, it was Beans' birthday, matter of fact, and I
played like seven beats. And, you know I could see he's in the zone
he already had the beats that he wanted, I did nothing like already at
that time. But then Jay walked in. I remember he had a GuccI bucket
hat on. I remember it like, like it was yesterday. And Hiphop said
"yo play that one beat for him." And I played 'Heart of the City.' And
really I made 'Heart of the City,' I really wanted to give that beat to DMX.
"No I think Jay gon' like this one right here".
And I played another beat, and I played another beat. And I remember that
GuccI bucket, he took it and like put it over his face and made one of
them faces like 'OOOOOOOOOOH.' Two days later I'm in Baseline and I seen
Dame. Dame didn't know who I was and I was like "yo what's up I'm Kanye."
"Yo, you that kid, Kanye?"
"You that kid that gave all them beats to Jay?
Yo, this nigga got classics"
"Jay got classics, G."
You know I ain't talkin shit.
I'm like "oh shit." And all this time I'm starstruck, man. I'm
still thinking 'bout, you know I'm picturing these niggaz on the show
The Streets is Watching, I'm lookin, these were superstars in my
eyes. And they still are, you know. So, Jay came in and he spit all
these songs like in one day, and in two days... I gotta bring up one
thing, you know, come back to the story, the day I did the 'Can't be
Life' beat on track, I remember Lenny S, he had some Louis Vuitton
sneakers on, he think he fly. And Hiphop was there, I think Tata, John
Minnelli, a bunch of people. I didn't know all these people at the
time they was in the room, and I said, "yo Jay I could rap." And I
spit this rap that said, uh "I'm killin y'all niggaz on that lyrical
shit. Mayonnaise colored Benz, I push miracle whips." And I saw his
eyes light up when I said that line. But you know the West, the rap
was like real wack and shit, so that's all the response.
He said "man that was tite."
"That, that was cool. That was hot."
That was it. You know, I ain't get no deal then, hehe.
Okay, fast forward.
So, Blueprint, H to the Izzo, my first hit single. And I just
took that proudly, built relationships with people. My relationship
with KwelI I think was one of the best ones to ever happen to my
career as a rapper. Because, you know, of course later he allowed me
to go on tour with him. Man, I appre-- I love him for that. And at
this time, you know I didn't have a deal, I had songs, and I had
relationships with all these A&R;'s, and they wanted beats from me, so
they'd call me up, I'd play them some beats. "Gimme a beat that sound
like Jay-Z." You know, they dick riders. Whatever. So I'll play them
these post-Blueprint beats or whatever and then I'll play my shit. I'll
be like, "yo but I rap too." Hey, I guess they was lookin' at me crazy
'cause you know, 'cause I ain't have a jersey on or whatever
Everybody out there listen here. I played them 'Jesus Walks' and they
didn't sign me. You know what happened, it was some A&R;'s that fucked
with me though, but then like the heads, it'd be somebody at the
company that'll say "naw." Like, Dave LottI fucked with me, my
nigga Mel brought me to a bunch of labels. Jessica Rivera, man
"Man, you niggaz is stupid if y'all don't sign Kanye, for real."
I'm not gonna say nothin to mess my promotion up
"Y'all niggaz is stupid". Let's just say I didn't get my deal.
The nigga that was behind me, I mean,
he wasn't even a nigga, you know?
The person who actually kicked everything off was Joe 3H from Capitol
Records. He wanted to sign me really bad.
"We gonna change the game, buddy."
Dame was like, "yo you got a deal with Capitol,
okay man, just make sure it's not wack."
"you gotta make sure it's not wack."
Then one day I just went ahead and played it, I wanted to
play some songs, 'cause you know Cam was in the room, Young Guru, and
Dame was in the room. So I played... actually it's a song that you'll
never hear, but maybe I might use it. So, it's called 'Wow.'
"I go to Jacob with 25 thou, you go with 25 hundred, wow
I got eleven plaques on my walls right now
You got your first gold single, damn, nigga, wow."
Like the chorus went. Don't bite that chorus, I might still use it. So
I play that song for him, and he's like "oh shit"
"Oh shit it's not even wack."
"I ain't gonna front, it's kinda hot."
"it's actually kinda hot."
Like they still weren't looking at me
like a rapper. And I'm sure Dame figured, 'like man. If he do a whole
album, if his raps is wack at least we can throw Cam on every song and
save the album, you know. So uh Dame took me into the office, and he's
like "yo man, we, we on a brick, we on a brick"
"you don't wanna catch a brick"
You gotta be under an umbrella, you'll get rained on.
I told Hiphop and Hiphop was all, "oh, word?" Actually, even with
that I was still about to take the deal with Capitol 'cause it was
already on the table and 'cause of my relationship with 3H. That, you
know, 'cause I told him I was gonna do it, and I'm a man of my word, I
was gonna roll with what I said I was gonna do. Then, you know, I'm
not gonna name no names, but people told me, "oh he's just a producer
rapper" and told 3H that told the heads of the Capitol, and right--
the day I'm talking about, I planned out everything I was gonna do
man, I had picked out clothes, I already started booking studio
sessions, I started arranging my album, thinking of marketing schemes
man I was ready to go. And they had Mel call me, they said
"yo... Capitol pulled on the deal"
"Yo, Capitol pulled out on the deal."
And, you know I told them that Rocafella was interested
and I don't know if they thought that was just something I was saying
to gas them up to try to push the price up or whatever. I went up... I
(feat. Monica)
{*dogs barking*}
[Intro: Kanye West (Monica)]
Yo Monica, I know you shootin' that video in there
Aw, you just ain't gon' let me in the video, huh?
No no, i-it's me, Kanye West
(It's funny how the tables turn)
You know, th-throw your diamonds up? Through the wire? (turn)
You ain't seen my video, heh? (turn, turn)
You know, I- like me and Missy we did this song
together whatever
Um, okay, well
[Interlude: Kanye West]
I can't keep knockin' and keep rockin' and keep poppin'
I keep droppin' and keep poppin' and keep rockin'
But I can't keep knockin' and keep knockin'
And keep poppin' and keep rockin'
Let's get it poppin'
[Missy Elliot {*overlaps Kanye West Interlude*]
So upset
This that hot shit
Uh huh, yeah
New Monica!
[Verse 1: Kanye West]
Now you ain't let me in the video (true)
Play me like Semi did Arsenio (true)
I'm Kanye from the Chi city yo (who?)
I'm the nigga that did the beat yo
You know we too old for this like Holyfield still boxin'
Ya will watch and I look back, ya still watchin'
What he got that I ain't got? I got Benz
I got rims, not 20s but I got 10s
Real real clean, come and get your rear wheel cleaned
She did what with who? Man I hear things
Like when I was doin' my dirt and she heard things
Up worryin' while she wore her ring
Now she got a fling and where's her ring?
That devious is in the purse now, feelin's in the dirt now
Somebody buyin' the bar, quenchin' her thirst now
Somebody bought her a dress, she in the church now
And what's worse now, she ain' gotta work now
She cuffed an NBA player from the first round
I grabbed her neck and made it hurt to breathe
She said 'Security, this jerk could leave'
And uh
[Verse 2: Monica]
So do just what you want anytime that you really like
I put a payment on my place, you be sleepin' alone tonight
So don't you come knockin'
[Hook (Monica)]
Knock knock knock, stop knocking
Don't come knocking at my do'
(Don't you come knockin' at, whoa)
Ring ring ring, let the phone stop
I don't want you calling me no mo'
[Kanye West {*overlaps chorus*}
Yo this the remix, and I'm Kon the Louis Vuitton Don
Or you can call me Louis the XIV
By the way cause I dropped out of the fourteenth grade
[Verse 3: Monica (Kanye West)]
I used to be so gone
You were someone I could lean on
My life support system (uh huh)
And I thought I couldn't breathe, ah ah
When you used to leave, yep (ye) yep (ye)
I see you put yo clean on
Big chains, gold teeth, and yo gleam on (Roc-a-Fella chain)
All night wanna be gone
Wanna tell me stay home like I got a [fuckin'] ring on
Now you say I'm not your wife, right right (you like wifey)
So why should I be chillin'? goodnight goodnight (oh)
Now pack up my things for a flight (ok)
I got a place and it's fixed up nice
So don't come knocking at my do' (aw man)
I got company comin 'round fo'
So whoa whoa, haha, yeah
[Hook (Kanye West)]
I don't want you callin' me no mo'
Knock, knock, knock, stop knocking (yeah)
Don't come knocking at my door
[Interlude: Kanye West]
And I can't keep knockin' and keep rockin'
Let's get it poppin' and that's stoppin'
[Hook]
Ring ring ring, let the phone stop
I don't want you calling me no mo'
[Outro: Kanye West]
What up really though, I see
And the lot gon' be mad as hell when we go on tour
You see I already got GLC up outta there
Aw, we fit to blow man
You know we got the game on smash
Giant monopoly, Don C
Yeah, you know I got that boogie
And Jay boogie well
Yeah, what up Roc?
Yeah, it won't stop
Well Tiffany, I'll see you
[Outro: Monica {*overlaps Kanye West*]
Changed my locks, took my things
Can't come in
Changed my locks, took my things
Can't come in
I don't want you calling me no mo'
Featuring: Mae
Ready, huh
Yeah, um
Jesus, Jesus talk to me
Jesus, Jesus talk with me
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Come on
(Jesus walks)
God show me the way now the devil can't break me down
Jesus walk with me)
Between the girls and the jewelry
The devil trying to lure me and view of me
(Jesus walks with me)
My pastor shaking his head
He ain't sure of me
But surely
(Jesus walks with me)
Then he ask, do you say your prayers at least 2 a week?
I ain't talking to God I know what I've been doing G
Do you know how I be embarrassed?
My prez sound like Ben Stiller on meet the Parents
And I ain't good with that, give us our day
The slaves was trying to give us our free
I'm trying to give us, us pay
Now you know how them strippers was
We was all ghetto fabulous all at the rooms at the
Cyberus, from this Jacuzzi wild can you cleanse us?
Can you please unfog my Cardierre lenses?
God sends signs sometimes only in glimpses
For me I almost died falling asleep in them Benzes
Theirs something about this beat that get me tranquilized
And when I play it at my shows I feel sanctified
And He gives me direction when I can't decide
He is alive, how can you tell me, He ain't when I said
(Jesus walks)
God show me the way now the devil can't break me down
(Jesus walks)
The only thing I pray is that my feet don't fail me now
(Jesus walks)
And now I think there's something
I can say now that will right my wrongs
(Jesus walks)
I finally talked to God and I ain't afraid 'cause His love is so strong
Before you take me name, take my fame
Why you had to take my shame, take my flaws, take my blame
Feel my dirt, conceal my hurt, see my bruise
And this you walk in my shoes
You weren't there when I was in deep thought
When I had two choice, kill him or either leave New York
But I'm a truth tellea and that's why I say what I'm sayin'
And the only thing the radio playin' is 'cause you be payin'
It ain't about who really hot no more
Beats would knock no more, so who cares who flop no more
I realize that most labels pay you for lies
And all that blood do is gain disguise
That you're favorite artist shh
I know you hear that huh you wanna fear that what
Your worst dream is that you was gonna hear that
(Uh)
Con the rap slash John the Baptist
Prepare the way for what I came to say today
They deceived us, had us thinking Jesus really didn't need us
When he loved up all you
He loved them boys in hallway up in Broadway
Even those who meet him for dope every 4 days
To the strippers in broad day up in Norway
To the Detroit player Gators in Moreys
With me it's not just bars and music I walk with God
I have the scares to prove it,ugh
(Jesus walks)
God show me the way now the devil can't break me down
(Jesus walks)
The only thing that I pray is that my feet don't fail me now
(Jesus walks)
Everybody out there just lift your hands right now and say this with me
Father I thank you, for forgiving me, for everything I ever done
For Jesus walking with me, for dying for me
Raising for me, and all my sins have been forgiven
I'm a changed man, I'm healed I'm delivered
I'm rich and It's all because of Him, now
this is it Rod.
im n Diplomats now.
but im n Diplomats South.
yo, ya.
Yayo.
i sale that snow.
i be the kidd.
i aint no play.
tryin to get paid.
all girls want to lay.
next to my dick.
n they mouf n shit.
my kidds they play.
when i skeat, girl.
i beat it good.
yo-yo u know i swang that good wood.
they see as King of the C-Town.
all day this where i be now.
i say fuck school.
fuck school, fuck rules.
fuck rules, fuck u.
fuck u, fuck me.
cutt u, u cutt me.
do me, do u.
we make a kidd.
kidds r pie pie.
teens get blowed high.
grown folks r feans.
they snort polk n beans.
i got that push it, push it.
come head n got it.
cause i push it, cook it.
cook it, push it.
niggas know that i look it.
the part of a dealer.
coke saler.
yayo man.
hey girl.
ur man.
this man has 90grand.
im no cowered.
yo nower.
my gun goes bang.
u hit, got lit.
ur block put up 5000 dollas.
Something I did Something I don't
I can't explain how to
I cant' speak for everybody but
It must be more good women than men percentage wise
So her chance of having a husband is minimize
That's why a lot of girls claim they ain't into guys
Mess with other girls part time to improvise
I knew she wouldn't ride though I seen it in her eyes
And I'm like any other guy tryin' get in her thighs
She telling me 'bout how black people should enterprise
And I'm like if you don't get yo' ass in this ride to Enterprise
Said I rent it yesterday and got to have in by 5
With the gass fully filled up like I didn't drive
Told her had a girl dawg fuck it I didn't lie
Said this rap game is all right I'm just getting by
She had a little weed and we get a little hight
And I'm looking in her eyes and I'm loving the five
Told me back in 95 she fell in love with the tribe
Move back to 92 I was just like you
Please don't get confused by the ice and jewels
I'm like any other guy that buy ice to stay cool
Like any other nigga that claim they hate school
And think yeah Free's banging, but she no Racheal
(chours)
We ball till we fall
Hit the mall
After we hit don't call
Fill your lives
With nothing, but lies
And I would like to apoligize
(repeat twice)
You can't stand right here
And tell me everything is going to be all right
Cuz until the day a man starts to stand up I'm going have to improvise
verse2
Was it something I did wrong yeah I know I'm wrong
She's at home alone and I'm always gone
Hate it when she's mad, but more when she's passive
Now she on the internet looking for classes
Out of state though man that hurt yo
But I got work though and I'm at work yo
And she don't call alot, but when she do she pouring out her heart
You never listen to me then the call drop mmmmm
And I promised her everything
Told her when I get a deal I'll get her a wedding ring
But when I got my deal I was back in the ring
Fighting my urges
Strip club flurges
Never had money so I felt like a virgin
And I'm trying to break the banks cherry
Trying she can I afford a Carnary
With a Ferry and a dinner date with Halle Berry
Went from 50gs to 50 hundred in a week
Now I'm trying to call
One ring Two ring Seven ring Eight ring
Her mother pick up the phone
Like she at school and she don't stay here no more
I guess it's more good women than men percentage wise
So her chance of having a husband in minimize
I guess that's why she say she ain't into guys
Focus on school full time to improvise
chours
[CHORUS: (Keyshia Cole and Kanye West)]
[Keyshia Cole]
I've been waiting my life; and I stayed on my grind
Now I made up my mind; it's been way too much time
That's why...It's just impossible - It's im-poss-ible
And you know that...
[Kanye]
I don't wanna hear that bull sh..; I wanna hear that official sh..,
Kanye and that Twista sh..; that's so impossible to get it (it's just impossible)
Get it, that's so impossible to get it, Get it, that's so impossible to get it (It's impossible)
[Verse 1]
[Twista]
Aint no way you could pull up to the party in a Bentley blowing B in a club like this; (oh no)
Aint no way you could cook up in the studio with Kanye and get it jukking in the club like this (oh no)
Aint no way that you could win; dust some haters off while I'm sippin on my 'hen,
Holla at a chick while she sippin on her gin
And I got the mobsters hollering at her friends, (its impossible)
For you to ever be the nicest; you aint get gangsta or get righteous,
You aint neva stood on a tip like this; you aint neva stood for no sh.. like this, (Its just impossible)
For you to get it if you don't wanna win; so get up off ya ass
and go for yours
and neva for mine
now you aint from the ride that I'm in
Know what I'm
sayin...
[CHORUS]
[Verse 2]
[Twista]
It's impossible for you to eva get wit me because of how I ride on the track;
Got the bitch in the back of the billy yo? When my celeb
used to have the bitch in the back of the Cadillac (it's just impossible)
Niggas always hatin
leaving me for wilin out for po kim
you be sittin back talking yo shit
I cant help but I see you tho, I don't get it (Its impossible)
Lil mama, for you to fit all that up in a pants; movin kinda wilder
turn a regular jeans in a low riders
tell me can I be your man (its just impossible)
For you to eva deny, that I'm about chi-town
represent the city with the deal for 12 years and sell a couple a mil and still hold it down...THAT'S POSSIBLE
[CHORUS]
[Verse 3]
[Kanye]
Get it; bundled up and - lit it; smoke a lil blunt don't - admit it
do it like I did too late - I did it
The controversy cant worse me man; I'm eating but I'm still thirsty and
Thirsty what is you saying
I gotta a duel with a couple niggas that's Thursday man
Why the hell is i'm worrying; hopping out the Benz with the perfect 10
Man your life must be perfect man; look at how they came up with the perfect plan
Its impossible
got strip clubs playin gosspital
girl so sick in the hospital
you know I jumped out like pakadu
I only break it down I when I rock wit you
Since Michael Jackson made rock wit you
I done did shit on logical
maybe cause we did the impossible
maybe we done did the impossible
[CHORUS]
[Outro]
No matter what i do, see i been waitin all my, waitin all my life, yeah,
And i know i stayed on my grind, i know i stayed on my grind,
Its impossible for me to fail baby, i gotta keep on movin,
Gotta keep on movin, its impossible
(Its just impossible) (its impossible)
(Chorus)
Go ahead roll it up and pass it round
Cause lately's been a whole lot of bullshit going down
A lot of soldiers aint make it through this year
So lets just celebrate that we still here and
Whoooooooaa
Never leave me alooooooooone
Tell em holla at ya boyyy and cause I'll be comin home
I'll be comin home
Ooh, never leave me alooooooooone
Tell em holla at ya boyyy and cause I'll be comin home
I'll be coming home
My homie called me like what up man
Not from Florida but what up fam
It's been a whole lot of hatin again
And if they hatin on me damn what up then
I met this girl when I was three years old
and what I love most she had so much soul
She said excuse me lil homey, I know you don't know me but uh my name is wendy (windy) and yo, I like to blow trees
and from that point I never blow her off
niggas come from out of town I like to show her off
They like to act tough she like to tore em off
and make them straighten up they hat cuz she know they soft
and when I grew up she showed me how to go downtown
and at nighttime her face lit up, so astounding
I told her in my heart is where she'll always be
She never mess with entertainers 'cuz they always leave
She said it feel like you walked and drove on me
knew I was gang affiliated got on t.v. and told on me
I guess that's why last winter she got so cold on me
She said Ye, keep makin that platinum and gold for me
but if you really cared for her
Then you would have never hit the airport and followed your dreams
Sometimes I still talk to her
but when I talk to her it always seem like she talkin bout me
She said you left ya kids and they just like you
They wanna rap and make soul beats just like you
but they just not you
and I just got through
Talkin bout what niggas tryin to do just not new
Now everybody got the game figured out all wrong
I guess you never know what you got till is gone
I guess that's why I'm here and I can't come back home
and guess when I heard that when I was back home
In the interviews I'm representin you makin you proud
Shoot for the stars so if you fall you land on the clouds
Jump in the crowds
Spark ya lighters and wave 'em around
If you don't know by now I'm talkin about Chi-town
(Chorus)
Go ahead roll it up and pass it round
Cause lately's been a whole lot of bullshit going down
A lot of soldiers aint make it through this year
So lets just celebrate that we still here and
Whoooooooaa
Never leave me alooooooooone
Tell em holla at ya boyyy and cause I'll be comin home
I'll be comin home
Ooh, never leave me alooooooooone
Tell em holla at ya boyyy and cause I'll be comin home
I'll be coming home
(featuring Dwele & QMB)
[Kanye]
uh oh uh oh uh
uh uh uh uh uh uh..
uh-uh uh uh uh uh uh uh..
Kanye to the..
Yeah
I'm getting spins all day in L.A
Luv, we can go the D where Dwele dwell
D.C, P.G or ATL
Back in The CHI I made my life like the magazine
Honey wanna know the details about my Ebony
Well that's X-X-L
Far as the penthouse, yeah that's upscale
Mademoiselle got a hell of a Black tail
I'm feeling her vibe, her Body and Soul
I heard you stay in a metropolitan home
Well lets kill all the parlay'in and offer you a comsopolitan
Lets jet out the club, get some oxygen
Your friends claim I'm a player, you be lucky to keep me
But you know people gon' be talking 'bout us weekly
My car be, in a robbery, P.O.R.T but what's more important to me
is that you..
(Dwele)
Open your ears
Don't allow these words to be ignored by years
Fearing lullibies, containing the same old lies (same old lies)
Dealing just to deal is just a crime
Besides I know you wouldn't mind
Trying something new so..
(CHORUS)
Let's (Let's)Try (Try)
We can work it out
If you let love(love) guide (guide)
The way that you feel for me
Oh(Oh) Why(Why)
Let this opportunity pass (pass) by (by)
You should hold on
Please don't resist (don't resist)
Bless those harmonies to me, escape your lips (escape your lips)
There's no need to go home
Just to dance along (dance aloo-o-one)
I know you can't enjoy it on your own
Really I don't see nothing wrong
With you and I spending some time--
Also let me mention, (Oooh)
My only intention, (Oooh)
Is to feed you every single thing you hunger for---
In my heart I have to (Oooh)
And-- want to have you (Oooh)
So fulfilled that you will never need to ask for more--
[QMB]
Now someone told my girl that she's a trophy wife
Sorta like Grant Hill and Koby's wife
So when we at a club, and she be so polite
But when we back at home she be poltergeist
I mean provoking fights
Trying to poke me with knifes
And last time I tried to poke her she just told me goodnight
See her clothing be tight
She was pervert approved
So she gave up on life, now she don't wanna move
Hypnotized by the tube
So she stay with the clicker
In a cup full of liquor
Thinkin its makin her thicker
But its makin her slimmer
So our future is dimmer
I cant remember last time I took my baby to dinner
See I'm sayin' a sister who was freaky and ruthless
In a yorkshire terrier in the pocket with pooches
In a pocket with Gucc's
Was taking my lunch money
Just like the gooches
I'll tell you the truth miss
(Do or Die)
Yo Kanye Blow the Hook you a genius boy
[Chorus]
Now when you hear this song you know it's on (Babygirl)
When you hear this song you know it's on
When you hear this song you know it's on
I swear your lovin got me so high I'm gone
Me and you babygirl like best friends
Let me hit you when I get the notion
On I-55 you and I
Let's ride hit the motion
Some say she freaky freaky
Let me guess your lidro needa
I'm hittin through the back and curves
Hell, they sell the herb
Now open up your mind to this concept
Then you take one step
Straight from the feelin of a wordsmith
That's the herb shit
Up on my 22 spins
In my baby blue benz
Girls say dat boys ben actin up
But that's the way he is
You lookin good when you steppin out a centerfold
Tell me when I reach a pen to hold
Let me hit you wit this dime in the street game
Let a motherfucker go yeah you know it
So now let me sugarcoat it
It's like I'm on that tight herb
And when I pull t the curb it's like, it's like
Your my latest, and my geatest
My latest, my greatest
(Chorus)(x2)
When I'm layin in the back of my 745
With my lips on you
Spittin good game
With the hustler grain
Gettin brained like a hustler should
Hustler would
And you know when I hear the stuff
I'm still tryin to hear this love what that do
It's like that baby when I mix it up baby gurl you jus got me sprung
What that do
Oh yes she's one of the best
As I touch this is past tense I'm hurtin
Lurkin searchin for the virgin
But when my babygurl it's workin
Let me know what's that you smokin
From the hands as I stick my tounge in
Then from the back but she want an autograph
But still we sexin'
Open back up last time
As I spit a little dough in my mind
She jus like one of a kind
No c's no stand in her hind
Shes jus like me rappin a line
Perfect let me drop in a dime
I'm on a roll again
I'm bought to blow again
Your my latest, and my geatest
My latest, my greatest
[Chorus]
Just keep on liftin me up yeah
(Choir)
Higher
(Do or Die and Kanye)
No need to take another puff
(Choir)
Higher
(Do or Die and Kanye)
Cause your love has got me high enough
No, No, No,No, No, No
(overlappig Choir and Do or die)
Just keep on Lifting me up yeah
(Choir)
Higher
(Do or Die and Kanye)
No need to take another puff
(Choir)
Higher
(Do or Die and Kanye)
Cause your love has got me high enough
No, No, No,No, No, No
(overlappig Choir and Do or die)
Just keep on Lifting me up yeah
(ft. Do or Die)
(Do or Die)
Yo Kanye Blow the Hook you a genius boy
(Chorus)
Now when you hear this song you know it's on (Babygirl)
when you hear this song you know it's on
when you hear this song you know it's on
I swear your lovin got me so high I'm gone
Me and you babygirl like best friends
let me hit you when I get the notion
on I-55 you and I
Let's ride hit the motion
some say she freaky freaky
let me guess your lidro needa
I'm hittin through the back and curves
hell, they sell the herb
Now open up your mind to this concept
then you take one step
straight from the feelin of a wordsmith
thats the herb shit
up on my 22 spins
in my baby blue benz
girls say dat boys ben actin up
but thats the way he is
You lokkin good when you steppin out a centerfold
tell me when I reach a pen to hold
let me hit u wit this dime in the street game
let a motherfucker go yeah u know it
so now let me sugarcoat it
It's like im on that tight herb
and when I pull t the curb it's like, it's like
Your my latest, and my geatest
my latest, my greatest
(Chorus)(x2)
when I'm layin in the back of my 745
with my lips on you
spittin good game
with the hustler grain
gettin brained like a hustler should
hustler would
and you know when I hear the stuff
I'm still tryin to hear this love what that do
It's like that baby when I mix it up baby gurl u jus got me sprung
what that do
Oh yes she's one of the best
as i touch this is past tense I'm hurtin
lurkin searchin for the virgin
but when my babygurl it's workin
let me know whats that you smokin
from the hands as I stick my tounge in
then from the back but she want an autograph
but still we sexin'
Open back up last time
as I spit a little dough in my mind
she jus like one of a kind
no c's no stand in her hind
shes jus like me rappin a line
perfect let me drop in a dime
I'm on a roll again
I'm bought to blow again
Your my latest, and my geatest
my latest, my greatest
(Chorus)
just keep on liftin me up yeah
(Choir)
Higher
(Do or Die and Kanye)
No need to take another puff
(Choir)
Higher
(Do or Die and Kanye)
cause your love has got me high enough
No, No, No,No, No, No
(overlappig Choir and Do or die)
Just keep on Lifting me up yeah
(Choir)
Higher
(Do or Die and Kanye)
No need to take another puff
(Choir)
Higher
(Do or Die and Kanye)
cause your love has got me high enough
No, No, No,No, No, No
(overlappig Choir and Do or die)
Just keep on Lifting me up yeah
(continue till end)
Niggas gossiping, it runs the city, they don't know who watching them
When they coming to get me, so I hit the block and bend
Do about 60, and I put my glocks to them, like plow plow plow
I’m gonna to get on this TV and put shit down
I aint finna let these lights skinned niggaz come back in style
I’m finna turn to this class clown, should be crazy deep
They told my momma I was bipolar had A.D.D.
I told em, what-what I wanna do, I wanna be a baller
The dream spoilers are for ya
Hatin on you to they mans on the corners
Old folks said he’d never make it off the corner
They are the virus that corrupts the soul
They are the cubic zirconia inside the 10 karat gold
That get green on ya, when you get green on em
You gotta wash ya hands of em, get clean on em
Somebody told me success is the best revenge
So they gon be fucked up when you do ya thing on em
Now hold ya plaques high, like who woulda thought
And tell em, ahem, thank you for your no support
They are the dreamkillers, they the dreamkillers
Who know a dream, they are the dream (killer Norman Bates)
They the dreamkillers, they the dreamkillers, dream
They are the dream (killer Norman Bates)
Now how you gonna talk about the way I spend my money
Everybody say it with me now, it's my money
And they know they hatin, but what they don't know is
They are my motivation, they are my inspiration
Cos we the leaders, and they the followers
And we the nut busters, and they the swallowers
They are the rumours, they are the lies
We are the shit dog, and they the flies
How you gon tell me how to live my life
And you can't even get your own shit tight, right
They are the misery that loves company
Cuz that comfortable corporate job can't comfort me
Told em I finished school, and I started my own business
They said “Oh you graduated?” No I decided I was finished
Chasin yall dreams and what you got planned
Now I spit it so hot you got tanned
And they hate on your relationship, then break your marriage up
Can't kill ya dreams so they assassinate your character
Do anything to downplay ya or embarrass ya
Come around wit ya but they ain’t down wit ya
They the dreamkillers
And I'm through spittin these rappers my most heartfelt flow
They be like “That's cool, you got some beats for me though?”
Oh I get it, you wanna be Snoop and Dr. Dre
But don't nobody give a fuck what you got to say
Anyway what you finna rap about?
You never sold crack out ya house or put a gat to a mouth
Or put ya fist to ya spouse, so how you gon move the crowd?
I bet a thousand that you get booed out
I even heard that they even takin wages in jail
They bet ten boxes of cigarettes that I'm finna fail
Second you talk about me, they be like “Peace”
This nigga came from the Chi, moved to the east
You gotta kill at least one person at least
Or we'll evict you from the rap game, cancel your lease
How you go to New York, what you ain’t never took a tour there?
What you ain’t know you gotta be rich just to be poor there?
The dreamkillers
Niggas gossiping, it runs the city
They don't know who watching them
When they coming to get me
So I hit the block and bend and do about 60
And I put my glocks to them, like plow plow plow
But it's too late, it's too late
He, gone
[Kanye West]
You sweat her, and I ain't talkin 'bout a Coogi
You a big L, and I ain't talkin 'bout Cool J
See me at the airport, at least 20 Louis
Treat me like the Prince and this my sweet brother Numpsay
BROTHER NUMPSAY! Groupies sound too choosy
Take 'em to the show and talk all through the movies
Says she want diamonds, I took her to Ruby Tuesdays
If we up in Friday's, I still have it my way
[Chorus]
Too late, we, gone - we strivin home
Gone - we ride on chrome
It's too late
[Kanye West]
Y'all don't want no prob from me
What you rappers could get is a job from me
Maybe you could be my intern, and in turn
I'll show you how I cook up summer, in the win-turr
Aaron love the raw dog, when will he learn
Caught somethin on the Usher tour he had to 'Let it Burn'
Plus he already got three chil'run
Arguin over babysitters like, 'Bitch - it's yo' turn!'
Damn 'Ye, it'd be stupid to ditch you
Even your superficial raps is super official
R-R-R-Roc pastel with Gucci on
With TV's in the ride, throw a movie on
Said he couldn't rap now he at the top with doobie long
Cause the dookie's on any song that they threw me on, gone
[Chorus]
We strivin home, gone
[Cam] I ride on chrome...
We strivin home, gone
[Cam] Killa, I ride on chrome
[Cam'Ron]
Knock knock, who's there? Killa Cam, Killa who?
Killa Cam, hustler, grinder, gorilla true
Oh my chinchilla blue, blue you ever dealt with a dealer
Well here's the deal ma we goin to the {?}
No concealin, no ceiling I don't need a roof
Act up, get out, I don't need you poof
Poof, be gone, damn tough luck dag
Dag, niggaz still doin puff puff pass
Pull the truck up fast and I tell 'em
Hey, back in a touched up Jag, shit
Y'all niggaz want Killa Cam, cerebellum
An old man just gon' tell 'em (too late, he, gone)
Then I see how y'all gonna react when I'm (gone)
My last girl want me back then I'm on
Fine stay, you got the grind hey
Came back, read what the sign say (too late, he, gone)
Yes I know you wanna see my demise
Yeah you church boy actin like a thief in disguise
Ain't leavin my side, see the greed in my eyes
Ask Abby y'all hustle for a week to the Chi, shit
And that ain't leavin alive, please believe me
Gave Weezy a piece of the pie, and
You can ask George or Regina
The whole Westside I explore with the Beemer now
[Chorus]
We strivin home, I ride on chrome
Listen homeboy move on
That's your best bet, why's that?
Cause
[Consequence]
Uhh, uhh, yo, yo
I been pourin out some liquor for the fact that my pal's gone
And tryin to help his momma with the fact that her child gone
And since we used to bubble like a tub full of Calgon
Guess it's only right that I should help her from now on
But since they got a foul on, what coulda gone wrong
Now they askin Cons, how long has this gone on
And maybe all this money mighta gone to my head
Cause they got me thinkin money mighta gone to the feds
So I ain't goin to the dread, but he'll go on up to bed
And when I came the next mornin he was gone with my bread
And with that bein said, I had gone on my instincts
And gone to the spots where they go to get mixed drinks
But lookin back now shoulda gone to the crib
And rented 'Gone With the Wind,' cause I'da gone about 10
But I had gone with my friend, and we had gone to the bar
And heard a nigga talkin shit so I had gone to the car
And now the judge is tellin me that I had gone too far
And now we gone for 20 years, doin time behind bars
And since I gone to a cell for some cruddy crimes
I guess I gone to the well one too many times, cause I'm gone
[long instrumental pause]
[Kanye West imitating 'The Show' at first]
Uh-uh-uh
Uh-uh-uh uh uh onnn, uh uh-uh onnn
Uh-uh onnn, uh uh-uh I'mmmm
Ah-head of my time, sometimes years out
So the powers that be won't let me get my ideas out
And that make me wanna get my advance out
And move to Oklahoma and just live at my Aunt's house
Yeah, I romance the thought of leavin it all behind
Kanye step away from the lime-
-light, like, when I was on the grind
In the 'One, Nine, Nine, Nine'
Before, model chicks was bendin over or
Dealerships asked me Benz or Rover, man
If I could just get one beat on Hova
We could get up off this cheap-ass sofa
What the summer of the Chi got to offer an 18-year-old
Sell drugs or get a job, you gotta play gyro
My dawg worked at Taco Bell, hooked us up plural-fied
A week later the manager count the churros
Sometimes I can't believe it when I look up in the mirrow
How we out in Europe, spendin Euros
They claim you never know what you got 'til it's GONE
I know I got it, I don't know what y'all on
I'ma open up a store for aspiring MC's
Won't sell 'em no dream, but the inspiration is free
But if they ever flip sides like Anakin
You'll sell everything includin the mannequin
They got a new bitch now you Jennifer Aniston
Hold on I'll handle it, don't start panickin, stay calm
Shorty's at the door cause they need more
Inspiration for they life, they souls, and they songs
They said sorry Mr. West is gone!
[Kanye Talking]
Its Kanye West straight outta
Chi-Town Super Producer brought you
joints like H to the Izzo Take over
and that new Scarface single and im chillin with da
da leader of da new school absolute heavy hitters yall
......................................................
yo...(clears throat while theres vocals in the back)
im kanye titta 1st of all comin str8 from da chi
uh i dont lie
its like da singer say
ive been known to do beats like that know wha im sayin
brought u hits such as uh uh
i love girls girls girls girls
gimme some brain before i hop up on this plane
gotta head right back to da chi
[verse 1]
now even though i went to college and dropped outta school quick
i always had a p.h.d. a pretty huge d*ck
ladies tired of gettin ripped off by guys like this
givin head is like a whale thats usin a toothpick
well im in da club for a limited time only
two way a phony if you tryna bone me
ya man got monie ya still feel lonely
claim he love you its no doubt its gwen stef-phony
you a light skinneded nia
dark skinneded tamia
black jennifer lopez
a ghetto senorita
you remind me of my jeep but not nokia
we can talk on my cell but not nokia
it be goin in and out thats why i barely here ya
it be goin in and out like a robberia
im tryna take dis money like rob and gia
and imma take u to my house like trick and trina
chi-town chi-town big city of dreams
and my d*ck so big it cant fit in my jeans
and a bitch so mad she cant get in my cream
and it gets so bad she wanna tear up my things but still
[Hook x2]
K-A-N-Y-E chi-town play ya out in NYC
she said she wanna go on a shoppin spree
but her some cheap J.LO jeans cuz da ass is free
[verse 2]
i love girla girls i got a fetish for em
but not no lettuce for em
dick and bad credit for em
bills bills i know she tryna get paid
she know im tryna get laid
she figure thats an even trade off
if she a stewardess i show her to my cockpit
if she a lawyer than i give her johnny cochran
if she wanna see me again she betta get 2 friends then maybe then
we'll have group sex toothex
and a young girl off dat x
and she just turned eight teen
thats when she was against the law
so for her bithday i put this d*ck against her jaw
and like a picture in a frame put it against the wall
said she had never been with a man before
but she not a virgin huh she a lady lover
i didnt know yall take each other out
and date each other uh but dats a lady lover
i aint even know dat was ya baby mother
[Hook x1]
[Kanye Talking w/vocals in da back]
explain da outro man dont nobody never get to the outro
i just take a whole record and just
im not gonna talk about the producer sh*t right now
i just want n*ggaz to realize my sh*t u know what im sayin
2002 aight i sounded real mad on the last mixtape im not even gonna
go there this time ok
WHOO!
[Hook]
Memph' Bleek always smokin that la-la-la (HOO)
Beanie Sigel always smokin that la-la-la (HOO)
Kanye track smoke like la-la-la (HOO)
It's the R.O.C. mami, sing our lullaby
C'mon!
[Chorus]
Excuse me miss, I'm the shit
You should come, hang with me, basically
Hold up, skip all the singin' let's get right tonight mami
[Jay-Z]
I know my English ain't as modest as you like
But come, get some, you little bums
I take the cake from under the baker's thumbs
I bake the cake, get two of them for one
Then I move the weight like I'm Oprah's son
Uh, I'll show you how to do this son
Young don't mess with chicks in Burberry paddings
Fake Manolo boots straight from Steve Madden (u-uh)
He padded hisself the rap J.F.K., you wanna pass for my Jaqueline Onassis
Then, hop ya ass out that S-class
Lay back in that Maybach, roll the best grass, I ask
Have you in your long-legged life
ever seen a watch surrounded by this much pink ice?
Look but don't touch, motherfucker think twice
'Cause the gat that I clutch got a little red light
Need a light?
[Hook]
To smoke that la-la-la
Beanie Sigel always smoking that la-la-la
Memph' Bleek always smoking that la-la-la
It's the R.O.C. mami, sing our lullaby
C'mon!
[Chorus]
Excuse me miss, I'm the shit
You should come, hang with me, basically
Hold up, skip all the singin' let's get right tonight mami
[Jay-Z]
We got brothers full of Arm'i, mami's in Manolo
Bags by Chanel, all Louis Vuitton logos
All attracted to Hov' because they know dough
When they see him, whips be European
If you're a ten, chances you're with him
If you're a five, you know you ridin' with them
Sick with the pen nigga, no physician in the world could fix him
No prescription, you could prescribe to subside, his affliction
He's not a sane man, he's more like reign man - twitchin'
You can't rain dance on his picnic
No Haitian voodoo, no headless chickens can dead his sickness
No Ouija board, you can't see me dog, nigga you CB-4
This ain't Chris Rock bitch, it's the R.O.C. bitch
And I'm the franchise like a Houston Rocket, Yao Ming!
[Hook]
Still smokin that la-la-la
Memph' Bleek still smokin that la-la-la
Beanie Sigel, Desert Eagle, the four-ty five
It's the R.O.C. baby, sing our lullaby
C'mon!
[Chorus]
Excuse me miss, I'm the shit
You should come, hang with me, basically
Hold up, skip all the singin' let's get right tonight mami
[Verse Three: Kanye West]
She playin she hate when I'm name droppin
So when I talk rap, she gon' change topics
But I got a plan B that's planned out, for when things don't pan out
Hov' tellin ya mind brother, I'ma play shy brother
So you take the Destiny Child girl in the Coupe?
Then I'ma try bag the ones that got kicked out the group
I figured that'll be simple, I'll just help 'em with their demo
Help 'em to the limo, play the upboard instrumentals
And she - grabbed my tattoo, peeped my credentials
And she - grabbed my pants, felt the potential
And I - rubbed 'bout every essential
That have fun breakin her fundamentals
Excuse me miss, the artist of the new millenium
Has finally stopped drivin that blue Millenium
And got a good of trenny and filled it with plenty of Henney
and Remi and weed, 'til she higher than Hilliam
[Hook]
If she pass me, smoke that la-la-la
Memphis Bleek always smokin that la-la-la
Beanie Sigel, Desert Eagle, the four-ty five
It's the R.O.C. bitch, sing our lullaby
C'mon!
[Chorus]
Excuse me miss, I'm the shit
You should come, hang with me, basically
WHOA, skip all the singin' let's get right tonight, mami
You got to
[Chorus]
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down
All day long man, we back in town
[Consequence]
Homie check it out I got her mesmerized
So won't you hook a chew scorns, she tellin you buy
Street poetry is how ya boy get paid
And I wear no Escalade, metallic, black or beige
Yo when I walk up in the club you know I do not pay
Aiiyo my man Kanyeezy he got something to say
[Kanye West]
Aiiyo my name is Kanyeezy from the Roc-A fam
And where the glocks don't jam, so where we pop them scrams
See I showed you on the champions how we get down
So don't twist ya lips, I'm like Bobby Brown
You got B2K on all your bedroom wall
But if you be with Kan, gonna work ya walls
Straight from the South side of dem Chi-town streets
The top three in the game, with these here beats
[Consequence]
And if you talk about him, aiiyo I take you out
Either with the nine or the tech's in his mouth
And let that dime gettin friendly than the orgie's at eight
But y'all niggaz don't shine so you couldn't relate
[Chorus]
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down (You couldn't relate)
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down (Yo Quence, you couldn't relate)
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down
[Consequence]
Quence without the game, now he's back to ball
Drive you insane, drop a tat at the mall
You starin at my Rolls' cold way to long
But I ain't scared of robbers, why I wear tephlon
I took her on the ave and she expect me to trip
But I made up with no style while I bought me some kicks
So if you want the drama holler at ya boy
[Kanye West]
Original rude boy like Pastor Troy
The G-500 is my favorite toy
'Cause it don't look like a thug or a hood
But he keep dem gorilla's so we still be good
By the way my name is K, don't forget the A
and the N-Y-E, out N.Y.C
I'ma still rep the gold, no matter where I go
Everybody say I'm hot, I'm sayin I'm cold
Hate when niggaz leave the city and switch up they reps
On the real homie, I don't get down like that
I'ma milk the game, 'til we all can eat
[Consequence]
Now the Chocolate Factory is what I bump in my jeep
So roll me up a L, but don't lace it with leak
'Cause that shit'll have me zonin for a couple of weeks
[Kanye West]
Now your momma told you let the Cleveland show
'Cause that's the best way to get a nigga with dough
They're fakin pregnancies and Cartier tournier
But she ain't know I'm cheaper than IKEA furniture
[Consequence]
Kanye, White, Malik, Little and D
Menace, Skates to Lou and 'em Puffs from L.B
They know the Consequence be wearin gold and ice
'Cause I got out the projects, where it's flooded with mice
Ey shorty let me tell you 'bout the rules of my Nikes
It seems they always keep on movin, I don't hear nuthin twice
[Chorus]
So relax yourself or we'll whack ya down (Don't hear nuthin twice)
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down (Don't hear nuthin twice)
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down (Calm down)
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down (Yeah!)
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down (Yeah!)
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down (It's the R.O.C.!)
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down (Uhh)
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down (Yeah)
Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down (Uh-huh, yeah)
All day long man, we back in town
[Repeat 'til end]
Relax yaself or we'll whack ya down
[Chorus 1]
They gossipin, it runs the city, they don’t know who watchin them
When they comin to get me, so I hit the block and bend
Do about 60, and I put my glocks to them, like blaow blaow blaow
[Verse 1]
Im fittin to get on this TV and put shit down
I aint finna let these lights skinned niggaz come back in style
Im finna turn to this class clown, should be crazy deep
They told my momma I was bipolar had A.D.D.
I told em, w-what I wanna do, I wanna be a baller
The dream spoilers are for ya
Hatin on you to they mans on the corners
Old folks said he‘d never make it off the corner
They are the virus that corrupts the soul
They are the cubic zirconia inside the 10 karat gold
That get green on ya, when you get green on em
You gotta wash ya hands of em, get clean on em
Somebody told success is the best revenge
So they gon be fucked up when you do ya thing on em
Now hold ya plaques high, like who woulda thought
And tell em, eh-hem, thank you for your no support
[Chorus 2]
They are the dreamkillers, they the dreamkillers
Who know a dream, they are the dream (killer Norman Bates)
They the dreamkillers, they the dreamkillers, dream
They are the dream (killer Norman Bates)
[Verse 2]
Now how you gonna talk about the way I spend my money
Everybody say it with me now, it’s my money
And they know they hatin, but what they don’t know is
They are my motivation, they are my inspiration
Cuz we the leaders, and they the followers
And we the nut busters, and they the swallowers
They are the rumors, they are the lies
We are the shit dog, and they the flies
How you gon tell me how to live my life
And you can’t even get your own shit tight, right
They are the misery that loves company
Cuz that comfortable corporate job can’t comfort me
Told em I finished school, and I started my own business
They said “Oh you graduated?” No I decided I was finished
Chasin yall dreams and what you got planned
Now I spit it so hot you got tanned
And they hate on your relationship, then break your marriage up
Can’t kill ya dreams so they assassinate your character
Do anything to downplay ya or embarrass ya
Come around wit ya but they aint down wit ya
They the dreamkillers
[Verse 3]
And I’m through spittin these rappers my most heartfelt flow
They be like “That’s cool, you got some beats for me tho”
Oh I get it, you wanna be Snoop and Dr. Dre
But don’t nobody give a FUCK what you got to say
Anyway what you finna rap about?
You never sold crack out ya house or put a gat to a mouth
Or put ya fist to ya spouse, so how you gon move the crowd?
I bet a thousand that you get booed out
I even heard that they even takin wages in jail
They bet ten boxes of cigarettes that I’m finna fail
Second you talk about me, they be like “Peace”
This nigga came from the Chi, moved to the east
You gotta kill at least one person at least
Or we’ll evict you from the rap game, cancel your lease
How you go to New York, what you aint never took a tour there?
What you aint know you gotta be rich just to be poor there?
The dreamkillers
[Chorus 1]
[Chorus 1]
[Chorus 1]
[Intro]
Diamonds are forever
they're all I need to please me
they can't stimulate or tease me
they won't leave in the night
have no fear that they might
desert me
[Hook]
'Diamonds are forever forever forever'
throw ya diamonds in the sky
if you feel the vibe
'Diamonds are forever forever forever'
the ROC is still alive
everytime I rhyme
'Forever and ever!'
for ever ever? for ever ever? ever ever?
ever ever? ever ever? ever ever? ever ever?
[Verse 1]
Good Morning, this ain't Vietnam still
people lose hands, legs, arms for real
little was known of Sierra Leone
and how it connect to the diamonds we own
when I speak of Diamonds in this song
I ain't talkin bout the ones that be glown
I'm talkin bout Rocafella, my home, my chain
these ain't conflict diamonds,is they Jacob? don't lie to me mayne
see, a part of me sayin' keep shinin',
how? when I know of the blood diamonds
though it's thousands of miles away
Sierra Leone connect to what we go through today
over here, its a drug trade, we die from drugs
over there, they die from what we buy from drugs
the diamonds, the chains, the bracelets, the charmses
I thought my Jesus Piece was so harmless
'til I seen a picture of a shorty armless
and here's the conflict
it's in a black person's soul to rock that gold
spend ya whole life tryna get that ice
on a polar rugby it look so nice
how could somethin' so wrong make me feel so right, right?
'fore I beat myself up like Ike
you could still throw ya Rocafella diamond tonight, 'cause
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
[Kanye From Original Song]
People askin' me is I'm gon' give my chain back (uh)
that'll be the same day I give the game back (uh)
you know the next question dog 'yo, where Dame at?'(uh)
this track the Indian dance to bring our reign back (whoo!)
'wassup wit you a Jay man, are ya'll okay man?'
[Jay-Z]
Yep!
I got it from her 'ye damn!
the chain remians, the gang is in tact
the name is mine, I'll take blame for that
the pressure's on, but guess who ain't gon' crack? [laughs]
part of me I had to laugh at that
how could you falter when you're the rock of gibralter
I had to get of the boat so I could walk on water
this ain't no tour order, this is nothin to me
difficult takes a day, impossible takes a week
I do this in my sleep,
I sell Kilos of coke, (so?) I'm guessin' I can sell CD's
I'm not a buisness man I'm a buisness, man
let me handle my buisness, damn!
Kanyeez you got me, Freeway and Foxy
YG', Teairra Mari, Petey watch me
Bleek could be one hit away his whole career
as long as I'm alive, he's a millionaire
and even if I die, he's in my will somewhere
so he can just kick back and chill somewhere, oh yeah
he don't even have to write rhymes
The Dynasty like my money last three lifetimes
Shirley Bassey was in the rear sayin exactly
what I was sayin practically me whole carreer
the diamond is forever, I been mindin' this forever
Now the Louis Vuitton Don's timin' couldn't be better
people lined up to see the Titanic sinkin'
instead we rose from the ash like a phoenix
if you watin for the end, the dynasty signed
and what seemed like forever is a mighty long time
I'm young bitches [laughs]
Goodnight!
Diamonds are forever
They won't leave in the night
Have no fear that they might
Desert me
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever)
Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever)
The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme.
Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?......
Close your eyes and imagine, feel the magic
Vegas on acid,
Seen through Yves St. Laurent glasses
And I've realized that I've arrived, cuz
It take more than a magazine to kill my Vibe does
he write his own rhymes, so sort of
I think 'em
That mean I forgot better shit than u ever thought up
Damn, is he really that caught up?
I ask if you talkin' bout classics, do my name get brought up?
I remember I couldn't afford a Ford Escort or even a four-track recorder
so its only right that I let the top drop on a drop-top Porsche
- its for yourself that's important
If a stripper named Porscha and u get tips from many men
Then your fat friend her nickname is Minivan
Excuse me,
That's just the Henny, man, I smoke, I drink, I'm supposed to stop I can't because
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever)
Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever)
The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme.
Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?......
I was sick about awards
Couldn't nobody cure me
Only playa that got robbed but kept all his jewelry
Alicia Keys tried to talk some sense to them
30 minutes later seems there's no convincing them
What more can you ask for?
The international awards? nah
Who complains about when he is old?
And throw a tantrum like he is 3 years old
You gotta love it though somebody still speaks from his soul
And wouldn't change by the change, or the game, or the fame,
When he came, in the game, he made his own name
Now all I need is y'all to pronounce my name
Its Kanye - But some of my plaques - they still say Kayne
Got family in the D, Kin-folk from Motown
Back in the Chi - them folks ain't from Motown
Life movin' too fast I need to slow down
Girl ain't give me no ass, ya need to go down
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever)
My father Ben said I need Jesus
So he took me to church and let the water wash over my ceaser
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever)
The preacher said we need leaders
Right then my body got still like a paraplegic
You know who you can call you gotta best believe it
The Roc stand tall and you would never believe it
Take your diamonds and throw 'em up like you bulimic
Yea the beat cold but the flow is anemic
After debris settles and the dust get swept off
Big K pick up where young Hov left off
Right when magazines wrote Kanye West off
I dropped my new shit sound like the best of
A&R;'s lookin' like "pssh we messed up"
Grammy night, damn right, we got dressed up
Bottle after bottle till we got messed up
In the studio, where really though, yea he next up
People askin' me if I'm gon' give my chain back
That'll be the same day I give the game back
You know the next question dog "Yo, where Dame at?"
This track the Indian dance to bring our reign back
"What's up with you and Jay, man, are y'all ok man?"
They pray for the death of our dynasty like Amen
R-r-r-right here stands a-man
With the power to make a diamond with his bare hands...
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever)
Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever)
The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme.
Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?......
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever)
(feat. KRS-One, Nas, Rakim)
[Hook: Samples]
[Sample]
'And now for my next number..'
'I'd like to return to the..'
[Nas]
'Classic'
[Kanye West]
'uh, uh, - timeless..'
[Kool G Rap]
'Nike's straight classic'
[Nas]
'Classic'
[Kool G Rap]
'Nike's..Nike's..Nike's.. straight classic'
[Kanye West]
'Timeless..'
[Sample]
'I'd like to return to the classic'
[Rakim]
'Kanye West'
[Verse One: Kanye West]
Can't buy this, super fly in this
Like shininess, you're highness
It's performin', look how long the line is
It's what happens when you make shit that's timeless
It's what happens, each rapper's the pioneers
What would it take to be a legend like Nas is?
That's so novice, I'm so polished
I got a right to be a 'lil snobbish
I did a 'lil bit of College
Semesters it took two like Rob Base
To let me figure out this was in my place
The beat's slow, 'til you listen to my pace
'Cause I be killin' shit, but that's evident
And y'all feelin' it, but I expected
If it's classic - it's gon' last forever than
I'm everywhere you never been, and better than I ever been
[Hook: Samples]
[Nas]
'Classic'
[Kool G Rap]
'Nike's straight classic'
[Nas]
'I'm better than I've ever been'
[Kanye West]
'Timeless..'
[Kanye West]
'I'm everywhere you never been, and better than I ever been'
[Nas]
'Classic'
[Kool G Rap]
'Nike's straight..straight classic..'
[Nas]
'I'm better than I've ever been'
[Kanye West]
'Timeless..'
[Nas Samples - One Love & It Ain't Hard To Tell]
'Hold the fort down, represent to the fullest'
'Nas'll rock well'
[Verse Two: Nas]
Perseverance..
See the fake hustler rapper
To them, it hurts to hear this
Oh you went platinum? Yeah, that's nice
Now let me see you do the same thing twice
Three times, four times, then a couple of mo' times
Please, you're Amateur Night, it's Showtime
It's one life to live, so live it the best you can
The world could use one less man
Not enough air, not enough car factories
To manufacture new vehicles, sedans and vans
When they do make the whip you like
Your chips ain't right
By the time you could afford it
The car ain't imported
In the streets I'm in, it's just iron
Cops keep firin', in my environment
Leavin' you slumped, then they drive home
Far from the hood, brothers they eager to jump on
I like to be the wall that they toast up on
I like to see them fall, guilty for doin' wrong
I'm classic like the Air One's, the hustler shoe
That's what I'm accustomed to.. yea
[Hook: Samples]
[KRS-One Sample]
'Of course - we have Blastmaster KRS-One'
[Verse Three: KRS-One]
How many of y'all got - 'Criminal Minded'?
You, you, you, y'all don't be blinded
Me - I got no jewels on my neck
Why? - I don't need 'em, I got your respect
KRS-One, 20 years I rock
I do it for JMJ and Scott La Rock
This hip-hop and we is a nation
Don't you wanna hear more KRS-One on your radio station?
Instead of broadcasting how we smoke them trees
On the radio we need to hear more local emcees
Where you at?, c'mon where you at?
This is the difference between emceein' and rap
Rappers spit rhymes that're mostly illegal
Emcees spit rhymes to uplift their people
Peace, Love, Unity, havin' fun
These are the lyrics of KRS-One..
[Hook: Samples]
[Rakim Sample]
'I'm Rakim, the fiend of a microphone..'
[Verse Four: Rakim]
Uh, yea, is y'all ready for 20-07?
It's now another drought
Everybody's a killer, wow we buggin' out
Since '86 showin' the crowd what I'm about
And they still wanna know when the album comin' out
Askin' teenagers, OG's and nasty kids
What their definition of Classic is?
Timeless, so age don't count in the booth
When your flow stay submerge in the fountain of youth
Ain't no doubtin' the truth, I'm off the meters
Everybody cosignin', even the non-believers
Since I came in the door, and became one of y'all leaders
In a fresh pair Air Force sneakers
Uptowns, we call 'em uppies, when they're on divas
Probably worn when KRS-One raw teachings
Nas - Made You Look, before the heaters
I bet Kan' had 'em on when he walked with Jesus
[Hook: Samples]
[All]
'These are classics'
[Kool G Rap]
'Nikes straight classic, classic..'
[Nas]
'I'm better than I've ever been'
[Kanye West]
'Timeless..'
[Kanye West]
'I'm everywhere you never been, and better than I ever been'
[Nas]
'Classic'
[Kool G Rap]
'Nike's straight..straight classic..'
[Nas]
'I'm better than I've ever been'
[Kanye West]
'Timeless..'
[Kanye West]
'I'm everywhere you never been, and better than I ever been'
[Nas]
'Classic'
[Kool G Rap]
'Lives straight..straight classic..'
[Rakim]
'Air Force One's, keep it poppin', classic..'
(Ad libs)
Yo Hip-Hop Is niggaz still talkin bout I can't rap Come On Now
Look for me Young K
Took Tupac beat and got paid
My favorite rapper is Makaveli, Nas and Jay-Z
Eminem, Mase, Biggie Smalls and me
Now if you was my girlfriend you don't need no guyfriend
He could get his head bust nigga ain't my friend
Why the hell you lying who the hell you trying
Who the hell you know that threw away his throwbacks
When they suggested they was made by Majestic
My answers cost three-hundred-fifty ya naw mean
Doesn't even have got her number we ain't on the same team
You got the hat the jacket shoelaces to match
I got the gat ratching new cases to catch
I got my business manager erasing my debt
I mean my credit was so pathetic I couldn't get a debit
I fill out for a car but shit they always debt it
My girl come over try to help me shine
How you gonna help me get a car your credit worser than mine
But everytime I get a check you be first up in line
Told you bout gold-diggin bitch it's worser than lying
You better grow up before I blow up
Have weed rolled up when I show up
Matter fact we broke as fuck
Ain't nothing left to do except get tore up from the floor up
Shit that's how I knew you was my girlfriend
So I promise to never pick up smutts
In my Cadillac pick-up truck
They need to get they sit-ups up
They always be colder than you
A little richer a little thicker a litter older than you
Probably a little smarter so they can drop me some jewels
That I could drop back to you to get your ass back in college
So you can be where they at two years from now
But for now bartender two beers for now
The second one is for my girlfriend
[Jay-Z] All I need in this life of sin is me and my girlfriend me and my girlfriend
[B.K.] Down to ride til the very end is me and my boyfriend me and my boyfriend
I'm talkin bout when we was in Nissan's no Benz or such
We wasn't from Switzerland but we'll still go Dutch
Greater man could prob picture like there go us
No styles just good times like they're so nuts
We always thought if we had dough we could do so much
Like you ain't got to save the roach we can finish the Dutch
Like we ain't have to go coach told you i'll be paid soon
We ain't got to sit in this emergency aisle just to get leg room
We ain't got to go back to my room there's only one bedroom
That I call my lair
We was V.I.P. Very Imaginary Playaz
But you was my girlfriend yea yea yea you was my girlfriend
[Jay-Z] Holla, All I need in this world of sin is me and my girlfriend me and my girlfriend
[B.K.] Down to ride til the very end is me and my boyfriend me and my boyfriend
That's Right (Kanye)
[Jay-Z] All I need in this world of sin is me and my girlfriend me and my girlfriend
Look for me
[B.K.] Down to ride til the very end is me and my boyfriend me and my boyfriend
[Jay-Z] Yep!
(Hook)
My raps is better than yours
My plaques is better than yours
My tracks is better than yours
You can have one but I have to charge
We can start with the hits on my arm I already got the bomb
Now all I need is my first LP to go gold
Then I will have the qualm, I-I-I-I'm
I'm Kan the Louis Vuitton Don
Bought my mom a purse now she Louis Vuitton Mom
Still might throw on a little low arm they want me to stop go on go on
They don't want me to shop and me spending that hard
Oh my God is that a black card?
I turned around and replied why yes,
But I prefer the term African-American Express
(Hook)
La La La La La Off MTV
La La La La La When you gonna go out with Me
Brains, power and muscle like Dame, Puffy and Russell
Your boy back on his hustle, don't know you don't discuss you
Every rapper want to know when they can get to work
Every stylist want to know where they can get the shirts
Everybody ripping my style like the shit that hurts
But they don't give me my credit that's the shit that hurts
There's something I might say, There's something I might play
A beat I might make might make they life change
And save their whole deal, Their wrist is on chill
They house is on hill, You could be Lauren Hill
See y'all write songs to keep the lights on
I'ma go in Def Jam and turn the brights on
Man I'm just sayin
When I wanted to rap y'all thought I was just playin
Now you just prayin
(Hook)
[Common]
You was a vic in high school now you a thug
Better step in the name of love
Before you giving pain a hug
Needing dope is like pain to drugs
Or aiming slugs til the game unplugged
Like a scoreboard with vice and warlords
Hot merchandise prices they want more for it
You was pink as ice single need to think it twice
Over the bitch and you came out like freaks in the night
Freed your mind at a cheaper price on the street trying to seek advice
I'm on point like I speak to dice
Took the underground at a steeper heights
May real niggaz see the light got fat girls eating right
[Outro]
Ha ha we in this bitch
It's Common and Kanye y'all niggaz know what time it is
Chi-Town motherfuckers DJ Ferris Heavy Hitters What Up?
Mike Love What Up? DJ Enuff
Foreal(Pharrell) That's my favorite producer by the way
That's why I had to rap on this 'cause
His tracks is Better Than Yours
My tracks is Better Than Yours
Just Blaze tracks is Better Than Yours
You can have one but we all gonna
Charrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgeaaawwwww
Plain Pat What Up? Big John What Up? John Mnop(Monopoly) What Up?
Don. C What Up? J.B. What Up? GLC What Up? Bang What Up? Yeah
Really Doe
What Up?
Arrowstar What Up? Yeah!
Oh did I mention the new head of my management Benny Madina
Yo G, Hop we taxin these niggaz right now Plain Pat What Up?
(background:
Through the fire, to the limit, to the wall
For just to be with you I'd gladly risk it all
Through the fire, through whatever come what may
For a chance at loving you, I'd take it all the way...
Right down to the wire, even through the fire)
Yo G they can't stop me from rapping can they?
Can that huh?
I spit it through the wire man
To much stuff on my heart right now man
I'll probably risk it all right now
It's a life or death situation man
Y'all don't really understand how I feel right now man
It's your boy Kayne to the....
Chi-Town what's going on man
[Verse 1]
I drink a boost for breakfast, an intro for dizzert
Somebody ordered pancakes I just sip the sizzurp
That right there could drive a sane man bizzurp
Not to worry the Mr. H says that the izzles back wizzerk
How can you console my mom or give her life support
When you telling her your sons' on life support
And just imagine how my girl feel
On the plane scared as hell that her guy look like Ed Mitill
She was with me before the deal she been trying to be mine
She a delta so she been throwing them Donahue signs
I'm use to trying to reline
I been trying to resign
Trying to be a millionaire
How I use two lifelines
In the same hospital where BIG and Tupac died
The doctor said I had blood clots
But I ain't your nigga man
Story on MTV and I ain't trying to make a band
I swear this right here is history in the making man
I really apologize how I sound right now man
This ain't fair at all man
They got my mouth wired shut for like I don't know the doctor said for like six weeks
You know we had reconstru....
I had reconstructive surgery on my jaw
Looked in the mirror half my jaw was missing and half my mouth
I couldn't believe it
But im still here for yall right now yo
This is what I gotta say yo
Yeah, turn me up yeah
[Verse 2]
What if somebody from the shadow was ill got a deal on the hottest rap label around
But he wasn't talking bout coke and birds it was more like spoken word
Except he really putting it down
And he explained the story about how blacks came from glory
And what we need to do in the game
Good dude, Bad night, Right place, Wrong time
In the blink of an eye his whole life changed
If you could feel how my face felt you would know how Mase felt
Thank God I ain't to cool for the safe belt
I swear to God drive two on the sue
I got lawyer for the case to keep my safe book safe
My dawgs couldn't tell if I
I look Tom Cruise on Vanilla Sky
All they heard was in accident like GEICO
They thought I was burnt up like Pepsi did Michael
I must gotta angel
Cause look how death missed his ass
Unbreakable, would you thought they called me Mr. Glass
Look back on my life like the ghost of Christmas past
Toys R Us where I used to spend that Christmas cash
And I still wont grow up, I'm a grown ass kid
Swear I should be locked up for stupid shit that I did
But I'm a champion, so I turned tragedy to triumph
Make music that's fire, spit my soul through the wire
Know what im saying
When the doctor told me I had a um.. I was goin to have a plate on my chin
I said dawg don't you think didn't you realize I'll never make it on the plane now
Its bad I got all this jewelry on
Can't be serious man
{*The song starts with Jay-Z - Izzo (H.O.V.A.)*}
Ladies and gentlemen let's put our hands together for the astonishing
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
[Jay-Z]
Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the 8th wonder of the world
The flow of the century, oh it's timeless, HOV'!
Thanks for comin' out tonight
You could've been anywhere in the world, but you're here with me
I appreciate that, uhh
*The song changes to: The Jackson Five - I Want You back*
*The song changes to: The Doors - Five to One*
[Kanye West talking]
Yo this song right here, I remember I used to play
This sample for people before I hooked up
And I used to tell people 'you know, this, this gon' be like The Truth
But it's gon' better than The Truth', and to all my niggaz, my nigga ??? said:
'I mean ask these but it ain't no Truth, that ain't no Truth right there!'
And he was all like, the Takeover
[Jim Morrison]
Five to one, baby, one in five
No one here, gets, out alive, now
You'll get yours, baby, I'll get mine
Gonna make it, baby, if we try
The old get old, and the young get stronger
May take a week, and it may take longer
They got the guns, but we got the numbers
Gonna win, yeah we're, takin' over
Come on!
*The song changes to: Jay-Z - Takeover*
[Jay-Z]
R.O.C., we runnin' this rap shit
Memphis Bleek, we runnin' this rap shit
B. Mac, we runnin' this rap shit
Freeway, we runnin' this rap shit
O and Sparks, we runnin' this rap shit
Chris and Neef, we runnin' this rap shit
The takeover, the break's over nigga
God MC, me, Jay-Hova
Hey lil' soldier you ain't ready for war
R.O.C.'s too strong for y'all
[Kanye West]
Acrite nigga!
*The song changes to: Jay-Z - Heart of the City (Ain't no Love)*
[Jay-Z]
Uh, uh, listen
First the Fat Boys break up, now every day I wake up
Somebody got a problem with Hov'
What's up y'all niggaz all fed up cause I got a little cheddar
and my records movin' out the store
*The song changes to: Bobby 'Blue' Bland - Ain't no Love in the Heart of the City*
[Bobby 'Blue' Bland]
Ain't no love, in the heart of the city
Ain't no love, in the heart of town
Ain't no love..
*The song changes to: David Ruffin - Common Man*
[David Ruffin]
Yeeehh
*The song changes to: Jay-Z - Never Change*
[Jay-Z (David Ruffin)]
(Never, never, never, never change)
I never change, this is Jay every day
(I never change!)
I never change, this is Jay every day
(I never change!)
I never change, this is Jay
(feat. GLC, Paul Wall, T.I.)
[Kanye West]
My homie Mali used to stay, 79th and May
One of my best friends from back in the day
Down the street from Calumet, a school full of stones
He nicknamed me K-Rock so they'll leave me alone
Bulls jacket with his hat broke way off
And walked around the mall with his radio face off
Plus he had the spinner from his Daytons in his hand, keys in his hand
Reason again to let you know he's the man
Back when we rocked Alieses, he had dreams of Caprices
Drove by the teachers, even more by polices
How he get the cash the day his father passed away
Left him with a lil somethin, 16 he was stuntin'
'Al B. Sure' nigga with the hair all wavy
Hit Lakeshore, girls go all crazy
Hit the freeway, go at least bout 80
Boned so much that summer, even had him a baby
See back back then then if you had a car
You was the Chi-Town version of Baby
And I was just a virgin, a baby
One of the reasons I looked up to him crazy
I used to love play my demo tape when the system yanked
Felt like I was almost signed when the shit got cranked
We'll take a Saturday and just circle the mall
They had they Lincoln's and Aurora's, we was hurtin 'em all
With the girls alot of flirtin' involved but dog..
Fuck all that flirtin', I'm tryin' to get in some drawers, so
Put me on with these hoes homie
He told me, 'Don't rush to get grown, drive slow homie'
[Chorus: Kanye West]
Drive slow, homie
(Drive slow)
You never know, homie
About these hoes homie
You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie
[Verse 2: Paul Wall]
What it do?
I'm posted up in the parking lot, my trunk wavin
The candy gloss is immaculate, its simply amazing
Them elbows pokin wide on that candy 'Lac
Trunk open, screens on, neon's lit with 5th relaxed
I'm on a mission for dime pieces and sexy ladies
Allow me to introduce you to my CL Mercedes
It's a star-studded event when I valet park
Open up my mouth and sunlight illuminates the dark
You see them 4's crawlin, you see them screens fallin
The disco ball in my mouth insinuates I'm ballin'
I'm leanin on the switch, sittin crooked in my slab
But I could still catches boppers if I drove a cab
A young Houston hard-hitter all about the scrilla
Ridin' somethin' candy-coated crawlin' like a caterpillar
I'm tippin' on them 4's, I'm jammin' on that Screw
I'm lookin' for them hoes baby, what it do
[Chorus: Kanye West (GLC)]
Drive slow, homie
(Turn your hazard lights on when you see them hoes)
Drive slow, homie
(If you ridin' around the city with nowhere to go)
Drive slow, homie
(Live today, cause tomorrow man, you never know)
You never know, homie
Might meet some hoes, homie
You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie
[Kanye West]
My car's like the movie, my car's like the crib
I got mo TV's in here than where I live
[GLC]
And that don't make no sense, but baby I'm the shit
And everything I flip, you know it's somethin serious
I got the custom grill, I got the Bravis rims
I got the baller genetics baby this evidence
You see a player flickin', and how you ain't convinced
That you should go on and kiss it, just a lil bit (just a lil bit)
I wearin my custom kicks, I got my Jesus chain
My canary's is gleamin', through my angel wings
They see me, hoes actin' like they seen a king
With that mean lean, smokin on that finest Cali green
My woodgrain oak, I'm ridin on Vogues
My cylinder quiet, like tip-toes
I sold O's, and this I know
When you see them hoes, lil homie drive slow [echoes]
[Tony Williams harmony ad-libs]
[T.I.]
Lookin' at the life through my rearview, all the problems I had
Could be seen alot clearer after time had passed
Known for livin' so fast, they wonder how he don't crash
With 220 on the dash, he constantly mashin'
(Why don't he slow down?) They be constantly askin'
But me in the fast lane is like metal and magnets
Now I ain't tryna say that it's the way of the masses
But it, so hard to change, I love this shit with a passion
Since me and Sigel cuttin' classes, showin' our ass
Shootin' out in broad day in the middle of traffic
I remember sellin' crack faster than I could bag it
A shame I ain't playin' with you shorty, I ain't braggin'
Me and Cap got life, some other folk got blasted
Had a partner OD'd and after this all happened
It's like the only thing that kept a pimp from cryin' and laughin'
And the Lord smiled on me at the end of the madness
I never thought that I'd make it this far rappin'
For introducin' the youth to what we now call trappin'
Considered now a classic, who'da imagined?
Me in Milano, gettin' models in next year's fashions
So nowadays, they can call me old fashioned
But it's way too much cash to see blue lights flashin'
So I guess the moral of this here class is
Life about who make it now not about who make it the fastest
Drive slow homie
Dri, uh dri slowly
I'm cold
I'm cold
I'm cold
I got the right to put up a fight
But not quite 'cuz you cut off my light
But my sight is better tonight
And I might see you in my nightmares
Oh, but how did you get there
'Cuz we was once a fairytale
But this is farewell (yeaah)
I got my life
And it's my only one
I got the night
I'm running from the sun
So goodnight, I made it out the door (door, door, door,
doo)
After tonight, there will be no return
After tonight, I'm taking off on the road
I'm taking off on the road
And that you know
That you know
Tell everybody that you know
That I don't love you no more
And that's one thing that you know
That you know
Okay, I'm back up on my grind
You do you and I'm just gon' do mine
You do you 'cuz im just gon' be fine
Okay, I got you out my mind
And the night is young
The drinks is cold
The stars is out
I'm ready to go
You always thought I was always wrong
Well now you know
TELL EVERYBODY EVERYBODY THAT YOU KNOW
Tell everybody that you know
That I don't love you no mo'
And that's one thing that you know
That you know
I got the right to put a fight
But not quite 'cuz you cut off my light
But my sight is better tonight
And i might see you in my nightmares
Oh, how did you get there
Because we was once a fairytale
but this is farewell (yeaaah)
Baby girl, I'm finished
I thought we were committed
I thought we were cemented
I really thought we meant it
But now we just repenting
& Now we just resenting
The clouds is in my vision
Look how high that I be gettin'
And it's all because of you
Girl, we through
You think your shit don't stink
But you are Mrs. PU
And I don't see you with me no mo'
Now tell everybody that you know
That you know.
That you know
Tell everybody that you know
That I don't love you no mo'
And that's one thing that you know
That you know
And that you know
Tell everybody that you know
That I don't love you no mo'
And that's one thing that you know
[Pusha T - Chorus]
Doing my thing, pocket full of green
Hand on my d-ck in my thousand dollar jeans
Your girl a Queen, my girl a thing
You know what though? I'mma take, I'mma take this one
for the team
[Kanye West]
I'mma take this one for the team
GOOD music
Yeah you know what
I figured out I'm not a nice guy
I shook hands, kissed babies gave it a nice try
You know what I hate pictures of other peoples kids
I hate plastic couches in other peoples cribs
I hate when other peoples crib's smell like sh-t
I hate when I leave, I smell like the crib
Whats the cause of the poor smell?
She said "I just cleaned up baby I can't tell"
Why every ghetto b-tch gotta smell like luspel(?)
Or that God-damn cucumber bath and body works
I can still smell the sweat the sh-t hardly works
What about Cool Water that sh-t probably works
Is he a classic like the Ladi Dadi verse
And my man probably hollered at the hottie first
I score, he took the charge
Ooooh, that sh-t gotta hurt
[Pusha T - Chorus]
Doing my thing, pocket full of green
Hand on my d-ck in my thousand dollar jeans
Your girl a Queen, my girl a thing
You know what though? I’mma take, I’mma take this one
for the team
[Pusha T]
Nevermind me, 'Ye have fun
If the cops ask, thats my gun
That's my weed, anything you need
I'mma take, I'mma take, I'mma take this one for the
team
One fat ass, one flat ass
N-gga hit the switcheroo on my black ass
Ever seen Joe's jeans on a jackass
And my b-tch got on tights with a tac ass
I'm a fly n-gga and I carry on
With the bottles of that Rose and Perignon
Ever seen how a kingpin carry's on
(?) chain and a herring bone
Real sh-t, gotta feel this
First class flights baby that's a field trip
Double date don't cooperate, kill switch
F-ck me and my man, you a real b-tch
[Chorus]
Doing my thing, pocket full of green
Hand on my d-ck in my thousand dollar jeans
Your girl a Queen, my girl a thing
You know what though? I’mma take, I’mma take this one
for the team
[Kanye West]
Ladies and gentleman
It's G.O.O.D music in the house
And we got Keri
[Keri Hilson]
All I know you the one that I heard about
Know you work your way up through word of mouth
Plus I'mma have to test you in and out
It's a dirty job but sometimes you gotta take it for
the team
Take it for the team
Take it for the team
Take it for the team
(I like your mentality baby)
[Cyhi The Prynce]
I'm blowing on stinky that come in a jar
I'm playing with her kitty later come in the car
She a red bone but her cousin is dark
A little out of shape but you'll f-ck in the dark
Until she start complaining 'bout her feet hurt
I'm trying f-ck, she talking she wanna eat first
I'm like why did this b-tch have to bring her
I'm tryna get her back to the nest so I can sting her
So I hit Big Sean on the ringer
I said I gotta chick for you that look like a singer
On a scale of 1-10 she's a 15'er
Meaner, shoulda seen a n-gga face when he seen her
He said the b-tch wasn't pretty enough to finger
Though on my team she will be a 5th stringer
I said I got the fine one and the beamer
I'm the point guard and I need wing...
[Keri Hilson]
Take it for the team
Take it for the team
Take it for the team
[Chorus]
Doing my thing, pocket full of green
Hand on my d-ck in my thousand dollar jeans
Your girl a Queen, my girl a thing
You know what though? I’mma take, I’mma take this one
for the team
[Kanye West]
GOOD Friday's,
It's the n-gga they love to hate
But all the bad model b-tches they love to date
You need to check my swag and get up to date
Check check my swag and get up to date
We in the bathroom now, she get her back blew out
She can't clean but I bet she got a vacuum mouth
And I bet I'm gon sweat her Vidal Sassoon out
Her friend buss it, God damn it, bought the Racoon out
For the team, ugh
Like we always do at this time
Like, Like we always do at this time
I go for, I got to....
Like we always do at this time
Like we always do at this time
Go for, I go to
Like we always do at this time
Like we always do at this time
Southside, we gon set this party off right
This time,
This time, yeah yeah
Mike Dean on the keys, hey
They love to hate, bad model b-tches they love to date
You need to check my swag and get up to date
Check check check my swag and get up to date
Ey, its the man they love to hate
But all the bad model b-tches they love to date
They need to check my swag and get up to date
I brought you brothers here to start our own fraternity
Broke Phi Broke, we ain't got it.
Broke Phi Broke (we ain't got it)
No, we have no money
We are sharin' jeans.
If I go outside, I got the only clothing on.
How many cars do we own? (None!)
How many cars do we own? (None, sir!)
Should we let our woman go and be with the cat in the car?
Yes, we will.
Why? Because we can't afford gas. Say it with me!
(We can't afford no gas!)
Say it!
(We can't afford no gas!)
[Jay-Z]
Is this thing on?
Oh, I thought they silenced us, Ye
Power to the people
We livin' in that 31st century, futuristic fly shit
The penthouse is the projects and everybody flies private
New watch, know what time it is, watch us (You see us)
They can't stop us, prophets, beyotches
[Kanye West]
No one man should have all that power (Yeah)
The clock's tickin', I just count the hours (Yeah)
Stop trippin', I'm trippin' off the power
(No one man should have all that power)
[Jay-Z]
Rumble, young man, rumble
Life is a trip, so sometimes, we gon' stumble
You gotta go through pain in order to become you
But once the world numbs you, you'll feel like it's only one you
Now you got the power to do anything you want to
Until you ask yourself, "Is this what it's all come to?"
Lookin' at life through sunglasses and a sunroof
But do you have the power to get out from up under you
F-ck Rollies, labels, f-ck what everybody wants from you
They tryna Axl Rose you, welcome to the jungle
To be continued, we on that Norman Mailer shit
In search of the truth, even if it goes through Taylor Swift
Tell her this
No one man should have all that power
(Power-power-power-power-power)
And then they
And then they
And then they
And then they
[Kanye West]
Now when I walk in, everybody do the "Power" clap
Clap, clap, clap
Fresh for the club, I just took a half an hour nap
Clap, clap, clap
I seen people go crazy on the whole world, an hour lap
Clap, clap, clap
My socket was out the plug, now it's time to get the power back
Clap, clap
I seen people abuse power, use power, misuse and then lose power
Power to the people at last, it's a new hour
Now we all ain't gon' be American Idols
But you can least grab a camera, shoot a viral
Huh? Take the power in your own hands
I'm a grown man, doin' my grown dance
I don't stop until I see the end, my vision clear, bitch
I'm on my Van Gogh, I don't hear shit
[Chorus]
No one man should have all that power
The clock's tickin', I just count the hours
Stop trippin', I'm trippin' off the power
'Til then, f-ck that, the world's ours
And then they say
And then they say
And then they say
And then they say
And then they say
And then they say
Now everything I'm rhymin' on cause a Ramadan
Been a don, prayin' for the families lost in the storm
Bring our troops back from Iraq, keep our troops out of Iran
So the next couple bars, I'ma drop them in Islam
They say assalamu alaikum, say wa alaikum asalaam
That's no Oscar Mayer bacon, you should run and tell your moms
Now the question is, how we gon' stop the next Vietnam?
Keep Flex out of Korea, 'cause you know he drop bombs
[Swizz Beatz]
Showtime!
Hey, yo, Yeezy, stop playin' with these people, man
They want see you act all crazy in this muf-cka, man
Take that jacket off and go crazy on them niggas, man
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
[Kanye West]
What do it mean to be the boss?
It mean second place is the first one who lost
The crucifixion, the being nailed to the cross
Truth or fiction, it's a hell of a cost, do the dishes
I'm 'bout to hit that Jeff Gordon
Michael Jordan, the only one more important
But I be feelin' like Jordan when I'm recordin'
'Cause every time I record, I duck to slap the boards
I don't know what these rappers gon' do after wars
Prolly spaz like I might do at the awards
Huh, I got the whole crowd goin' crazy
Homie, I should be rewarded
Gettin' money, Yeezy, Yeezy, how you do it, huh?
Eatin' Wheaties, drinkin' Fiji, bein' greedy, huh?
Don't even think you can allude to the rumors
I'm immune to the booze, I'm a prude to you losers
It's all in time, my nigga
See, I dreamed my whole life that I could rhyme with Jigga
Now Jay my big brother and Bey my lil sister
And excuse me, but, you can't see my lil sister
Number one sound across the board, hey
Number one now and forevermore, hey
Number one rule is n-ggas don't hate
Maybe I'll drop the album, nah, all y'all gotta wait
And on the 'Net they showin' pictures of my Cali place
My Maybach in NY, but it still got the Cali plates
All my old girls know that I'm the one that got away
I think about at Christmas, and play some Donny Hathaway
And keep my bulletproof hater coat on
Lookin' at some photos that I'm lookin' crazy dope on
Hand up, talkin' sh-t, yeah, I get my Pope on
And go home wit something to poke on
That's what Dre said, but this what 'Ye said
How 'Ye doin'? Who 'Ye screwin'?
That's for my dick to know, before you get to know em
She ain't give you ass? That pussy fictional
I gotta give her the eviction note
'Tis "Get yo' ass out, bitch, vamonos"
Five seconds to the song, and we gettin' close
I got the power, muf-cka, if you didn't know
[Swizz]
Chill, chill, chill, chill, man
Chill, 'Ye, chill
Sh-t's burnt up already
Ay Wussup gurl
Heyy gurl
Hey How u doin'?
Ay you know i finally got my shit together been watchin that workout plan gurl!!
Well you lookin' all good and stuff you got you a-
Gurl i know it's that workout
Got you a six pack shakuar and stuff
Don't say it
my nigga my nigga i'm tired of puttin 1-8-7 in my niggas pager that shit aint workin' no more
Gurl you know i'ma video hofesional now (Gurl) since i copped this new workout plan my shit
is right rollin' in lexus, acruasss everything gurll
Gurl u need to let me know where i can cop that how much is it?
Gurl you know you ain't gotta pay nuttin' around me i'm tha bootleg queeen i'll give it to
you for free.99
FREE.99!!
That's my dawg you always lookin out for us
My nigga now i can throw away my bus pass and shit oh my God
Us living as we do, upside down,
And the new word to have is revolution.
People don't even want to hear the preachers spill or
spiel,
Because god's whole card has been thoroughly piqued.
And America is now blood and tears instead of milk and
honey.
The youngsters who were programmed to continue fucking
Woke up one night digging Paul Revere and Nat Turner as
the good guys.
America stripped for bed and we have not all yet closed
our eyes.
The signs of truth were tattooed across our open ended
vagina.
We learned to our amazement, the untold tale of
scandal,
Two long centuries buried in a musty vault, hosed down
daily with a gagging perfume.
America was a bastard, the illegitimate daughter of the
mother country whose legs were then spread around the
world and a rapist known as freedom, free doom...
Democracy, liberty, and justice were revolutionary code
names that preceded the bubbling, bubbling, bubbling,
bubbling, bubbling,
In the mother country's crotch.
What does Websters say about soul?
All I want is a good home and a wife and her children,
And some food to feed them every night.
After all is said and done,
Build a new route to china if they'll have you.
My friend showed me pictures of his kids
And all I could show him was pictures of my cribs
He said his daughter got a brand new report card
And all I got was a brand new sports car, oh
And my head keeps spinning
Can't stop having these visions, I gotta get with it
And my head keeps spinning
I can't stop having these visions, I gotta get with it
Dad cracked a joke, all the kids laughed
But I couldn't hear him all the way in first class
Chased the good life my whole life long
Look back on my life and my life gone
Where did I go wrong?
And my head keeps spinning
Can't stop having these visions, I gotta get with it
And my head keeps spinning
I can't stop having these visions, I gotta get with it
I've seen it, I've seen it before
I've seen it, I've seen it before
I've seen it, I've seen it before
I've seen it, I've seen it before
Oh my God, sister getting married by the lake
But I couldn't figure out who I'd wanna take
Bad enough that I showed up late
I had to leave before they even cut the cake
Welcome to heartbreak
And my head keeps spinning
Can't stop having these visions, I gotta get with it
And my head keeps spinning
I can't stop having these visions, I gotta get with it
And I and I can't stop
No, no, I can't stop
No, no, no, no, I can't stop
No, no, no, no, I can't stop
Can't stop, I can't stop, I can't stop
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no
No, no, I can't stop
I can't stop having these visions
I gotta get with it
(Unh, can the headphones go louder?)
(KANYE WEST! )
(Swag King Cole)
(DJ KHALED! )
[Kanye West]
Can't a young nigga get money anymore?
Tell PETA my mink is draggin' on the floor
Can I have a bad bitch wit'out no flaws
Come to meet me wit'out no drawers?
Dinner with Anna Wintour, racin' wit' Anja Rubik
I told you ma'fuckers it was more than the music
In the projects one day to Project Runway
We done heard all that loud-ass talkin', we used to it
I'm from where shorties fucked up, double-cupped up
Might even kill somebody and YouTube it
So whoever think they words affect me is too stupid
And if you could do it better than me, then you do it
We flyer than the parakeet, floatin' wit' no parachute
Six thousand-dollar pair of shoes, we made it to the Paris news!
Don't talk about style, 'cause I embarrass you
Shut the fuck up when you talk to me 'fore I embarrass you
Can't a young nigga get money anymore?
Tell PETA my mink is draggin' on the floor
Can I have a bad bitch wit'out no flaws
Come to meet me wit'out no drawers?
And the whole industry wanna fuck yo' old chick
Only nigga I got respect for is Wiz
And I'll admit, I fell in love with Kim
'Round the same time she had fell in love wit' him
Well, that's cool, baby girl, do ya thing
Lucky I ain't have Jay drop 'I'm from the team
La familia, Roc Nation
We in the buildin', but still keep it basement
Flyer than the parakeet, floatin' wit' no parachute
Six thousand-dollar pair of shoes, I made it to the Paris news
Don't talk about style, 'cause I embarrass you
Shut the fuck up when you talk to me 'fore I embarrassed you
G.O.O.D. Music, we fresh, we fresh
Anything else, we detest, detest
Bitch-ass niggas got ass and breasts
All that said, lemme ask this quest'
Can't a young nigga get money anymore?
Tell PETA my mink is draggin' on the floor
Can I have a bad bitch wit'out no flaws
Come to meet me wit'out...
Don't talk to me 'bout style, nigga, I'll ma'fuckin' embarrass you
Talkin' 'bout clothes, I'll ma'fuckin' embarrass you
Hollin' 'bout some hoes, I'll ma'fuckin' embarrass you
Way too cold, I promise you'll need some Theraflu
(Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh) Get the Theraflu
(Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh) Get the Theraflu
(Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh, uh-uh, uh-uh)
(feat. Bernie Mac)
[Bernie Mac]
[laughs]
I knew I was gonna see ya, I knew I was gonna see you again!
I was gonna see you again
Where your god damn book bag at?
Always carryin' that lil book bag
Nobody wanna see that
God damn fourth grader
Sit yo' ass down
?? showin up late again like you got somethin else to do
You ain't got nothin' else to do
You ain't doin nothin wit yo life
[piano starts]
Nothing with your life
What do you think this is?
You betta look at me when i'm talkin' to you!
You think this is easy don't you?
You think this is promised
Oh ain't nothin promised with you
Look at my face, do I got a promise face?
Does it look like promise you anything?
Kanye!
Ni**a! Is you snorin' in my class?
Wake up Mr. West!wake up Mr. West!!!
[Somebody Talking]
Yeah
Yo...let me, let me, let me, let me tell you why - why
This nigga...why we dedicated this song to this kind of nigga
Cuz number one, duke is drivin' in the motherfuckin' projects
With a - with a Sebring, and with - with a rag off
Y'na'mean? Y-you not ballin' like that play-boy
Straight up, then the bitch you got playin' shotgun
Like, I used to serve that bitch, c'mon
Really really good, I mean and you gotta shirt and tie
You wack as nigga..
[Common]
Wack niggas...I don't even like to be around 'em
Give 'em dap or pound 'em
See 'em out they houndin' dawg
Singin' they got tracks for me to get down on
Singin' they hot when that shit don't even sound warm
Nigga I'm nasty, my style is sound porn
The graphic exposin' wack asses
I emcee as free as 'Ol Dirty Bastard
You think you Catholic tryin' to appeal to the masses
The Cassius Clay of rap today
Rock a beard like Castaway
You couldn't be dope for even half a day
We keep it hot like its after May
Smoke a nigga then I pass to K
[Kanye West]
The pastor say we goin' to mass today
We have to pray, these niggas is wack 'n' eh
I have to say, since Pac passed away
Most these niggas don't even deserve a track from me
First of all let's get rid of them Louis Vuitton boots
And get yo tall ass out that C Class coupe
Y'see the whiskAY had them girls feelin' friskAY
You was wit mAY (me) she said "Who's the sissAY?"
And even if they did wanna get bizzAY
Freaky like MissAY and roll the weed up
You would roll three blunts and fuck up three blunts
Motherfucka you a fuck up of free lunch, dawg
Just keep it right thurr like ChingAY
Yo girl don't like me how long has shee been gAY
Spanish girls tell ya "No hable ingle"
And everbody wanna run to me for they singlAY (single)
It's funny how these wack niggas need my help
Wasn't around when I couldn't feed myself
Dawg, if I was you I wouldn't feel myself
Dawg, if I was you I'd kill myself
[HOOK - Kanye West (Singing Voice)]
(Wack nigga) Wake up in the morning dawg, and you a
(Wack nigga) I'd kill myself if I was that
(Wack nigga) Everything you wear and rock, is just
(Wack nigga) Even if you flossin' rocks you still
(Wack nigga) You can't do it dawg you's a
(Wack nigga) Bitin' ass, bitch ass, trick ass
(Wack nigga) Even your daughter says "My daddy's a - "
(Wack nigga - You wack nigga!)
[Consequence]
You know you wack when ya dawgs tell you
That's how you know ya flow is weak
Cuz you only got them there to 'Say Yes' like Floetry
The clique that I oversee ain't impressed by ya poetry
You're the place you're supposed to be
You ain't ain't comin' close to me
It ain't that you underrated
It's more thatn you're under dated
And mediocre at best is all the hoes you've ever dated
For all your guest appearances
You couldn't get the clearances
For them it's just a check they don't respect you as a lyricist
Look at what ya lyrics is, Murder, Death, Kill
But you never shot nothin', never have, never will
Better add on to ya skills before you join this round robin
Of super emcees that'll add to ya problems
[Talib Kweli]
In the beginnin', God created man in his own image
I'm 'bout to tell you how the story gon' finish
Kweli handle his business niggas don't forget it
Cuz a wiseman can shoose to get ignorant with it
Na'mean - you all can get it I'm conisdered the nicest
The way I spit it give these niggas all identity crisis
All day talkin' that shit like you hold a gat, right?
The trip you on must be short cuz you pack light - act right
You got it twisted tellin' niggas that you pack heat
You ain't gunning now you runnin' like an athlete
You ballas need to quit rhymin' like Allen Ive
Start speakin' New ?Wopian? and followin' Malachi
Oh, anything would rhyme, you need to sell drugs for real
Instead of on the radio, you'd be dead or in jail
All these thug niggas wanna rap
And all these rap niggas wanna thug
And all ya'll fuckin' the game up
It's time to change up, my lyrics rip ya frame up
Askin' if I'm nice like fuckin' with a chick
Who don't give head - that's a no-brainer
Niggas back bangers you don't even know the names of
I'ma bout to meet my quota you about to meet ya Saviour
You wack nigga, you about to get shot
Fuck with Talib Kweli, that's how you get got
Not that I'm wylin' or even promote violence
It's just you're fuckin' up my high, can a nigga smoke in silence?!
[John Legend]
We can't even sit and talk, without you arguing
You're the one who started it
[Kanye West]
[Verse 1]
I got a girl at home but she don't cook
I have my condoms in the stove 'cause she wont look
And she never ever go to the grocery store
So I figure it's safe to pull a grocery hoe
She was buyin Alize out the liquor isle
[Otis Redding]
It makes it easier, easier to bear
You won’t regret it, no, no
No, girl they won’t forget it
Love is their only
Happiness yeah
Sq-sq-sq-squeeze her, don’t tease her
Never leave her…
[Jay-Z]
Sounds so soulful don’t you agree
I invented swag
Poppin’ bottles, puttin’ supermodels in the cab, proof
I guess I got my swagger back, truth
New watch alert, Hublot’s
Or the big face Rollie I got two of those
Arm out the window through the city I maneuver slow
Cock back, snap back
See my cut through the holes
[Kanye West]
Damn Yeezy and Hov,
Where the hell ya been?
Niggas talkin real reckless: stuntmen
I adopted these niggas, Phillip Drummond ‘em
Now I’m bout to make them tuck they whole summer in
They say I’m crazy, well, I’m ’bout to go dumb again
They aint see me cause I pulled up in my other Benz
Last week I was in my other other Benz
Throw your diamonds up cause we in this bitch another ‘gain
[Jay-Z]
Photo shoot fresh, looking like wealth
I’m ’bout to call the paparazzi on myself
Uh, live form the Mercer
Run up on Yeezy the wrong way, I might murk ya
Flee in the G450 I might surface
Political refugee, asylum can be purchased
Uh, everythings for sale, I got 5 passports
I’m never going to jail
[Kanye West]
I made “Jesus Walks” I’m never going to hell
Couture level flow, it’s never going on sale
Luxury rap, the Hermes of verses
Sophisticated ignorance, write my curses in cursive
I get it custom, you a customer
You ain’t ‘customed to going through Customs, you ain’t been nowhere, huh?
And all the ladies in the house, got ‘em showing off
I’m done, I hit ya up mana-naaaa!
[Jay-Z]
Welcome to Havana
Smoking cubanos with Castro in cabanas
Viva Mexico, Cubano
Dominicano, all the plugs that I know
Driving Benzes, wit’ no benefits
Not bad huh? For some immigrants
Build your fences, we diggin’ tunnels
Can’t you see? We gettin’ money up under you
[Kanye]
Can’t you see the private jets flyin’ over you?
Maybach bumper sticker read “What would Hova do?”
Jay is chillin’, ‘Ye is chillin’
What more can I say? We killin’ ‘em
Hold up, before we end this campaign
As you can see, we done bodied the damn lames
Lord, please let them accept the things they can’t change
[Intro: R. Kelly]
Let me see you put your middle fingers up
To the world, I made up in my mind
I'm doin' things my way, I'm burnin' shit down tonight
I'm doin' things my way, it's my way or the highway
Let me say it one more time
[Hook: R. Kelly]
Let me see you put your middle fingers up
To the world, to the world, to the world
To the world, to the world, to the world
Let me see you put your middle fingers up
Middle fingers up!
[Verse 1: R. Kelly]
(Motherfucker)
Deuces minus one
Middle finger to the sky tonight (Ay, ay, ay)
The whole world is a couch
Bitch I'm Rick James tonight (I don't give a fuck)
Throw it up, throw it up
Cause you can't take it with you
Funny how they wait 'til you gone just to miss you
To the world, to the world
Then I'm on my Sinatra, I'm doing it my way,
Let's take it a notch up, take it up
Let me see you put your middle fingers up!
To the world, I made up in my mind
I'm doing things my way, I'm burning shit down tonight
I'm doing things my way, it's my way on the highway
Let me see you one more time
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Kanye West]
Mmm ain't this some shit ? Pulled up in the A-V-entador
And the doors, raise up, like praise the Lord
Did the fashion show, and a tote, and a movie, and a score
This a ghetto opera, Francis Ford Car Coppola
I need a new crib to hold my plaques, Rick Ross had told me that
Said I'd be all up in Goldman Sachs
Like, “These niggas tryna hold me back
Chorus: John Legend]
They say "What's happenin'?"
We say the facts and if, they lie...
We comin' back for them
They might say... but they don't know!
(They say, They say...)
They don't knowwwww
[Verse 1: Common]
They say a nigga lost his mind
But in the scheme of things I never lost a rhyme
The thin line between love and hatred
I'm the black pill in the Matrix, the saturated life
They say life is what you make it
So I wait quick on a spaceship so I can take it
As high as the stakes get when paper get low
I be tellin Derick, "Tell Kara get us a show"
Little Com, I make righteous bitches get low
The richest man aint necessarily the nigga wit dough
They say "You ripped" "Wow..." Yea, that's what they say
My niggaz couldn't tell it was me, like Jamie in Ray
Paintin a day, wit focused crime, broads, and good wine
They say "Dope is sour so it's homework and hood crimes"
I stood mine, for forever and a day so goodbye
They never could say - tell 'em, J
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Kanye West]
Ahh... The sweet taste of victory
Go head and breath it in like antihistamine
I know they sayin "Damn, Yay snapped wit this beat!"
Fuck you expect? I've got a history
Groupie love now, gotta be them wheels!
Haters back down, gotta be that steel!
I know they can't wait till ya outta ya deal!
Look how they did D'Angelo ask em how do it feel!
My best friends worry bout me
Cause they know when you famous/fame-ass
And you had made cash the media aims at us and you be up so high
If you ever fall off, it feel like a plane crash
But God don't ever give me nothin I can't handle
So please don't ever give me records I can't sample
So I could vacate where it aint no channels
But it's quite ok for a gangsta to wear sandals
They say because of the fame and stardom
I'm somewhere in between the church and insane asylum
I guess it's messin with my health then
And this verse so crazy when I finish
I'm just gon check myself in - again
[Chorus]
[Kanye West:] "Uh!" (hey!)
[Verse 3: Common]
They say "Dude think he righteous"
I write just to free minds, from Stoney to Rikers
Amongst the lifeless, in a world crazy as Mike is
On my paper, whether it's weed or Isis
They say "life is a game," so I play hard
Writin for my life cause I'm scared of a day job
They say "Sef kept the hood together"
I tell the young, "We can't play the hood forever"
Play my cards right, they say I went to left
They showed me strange love, like I was Mr. F
Played chess in this game of, pawns and knights
Now I claim "King" like Don, or Frank White
They say my life is comparable to Christ's
The way I sacrificed, and resurrected, twice
They say "The crochet pants and the sweater was wack"
Seen "The Corner", now they say "That nigga's back," uh...
You just popped in the Kanye West
Get right for the summer workout tape
And ladies if you follow these instructions exactly
you might bear to pull you a rapper, a NBA player
Man, at least a dude wit' a car
So first of all we gon' work on the stomach
Nobody wants a little tight ass!
1 and 2 and 3 and 4 and get them sit ups right and
Tuck your tummy tight and do your crunches like this
Give head, stop breathe, get up, check your weave
Don't drop the blunt and disrespect the weed
Pick up your son and don't disrespect your seed
It's a party tonight and ooh she's so excited
Tell me who's invited: you, your friends and my dick
What's scary to me is Henny makes girls look like Halle Berry to me
So excuse me miss, I forgot your name
Thank you, God bless you, good night I came..
I came...
I came..
It's been a week without me
and she feel weak without me
She wanna talk it out but
Ain't nothin' to talk about
'Lest, she talkin' about freakin' out
then maybe we can work it out
Work it out (Come on)
Work it out now
Maybe we can work it out (Come on, come on)
Oh girl your silhouette make me wanna light a cigarette
My name Kanye from the Jigga set Twista said get it wet
Ooh girl your breath is HARSH
Cover your mouth up like you got SARS
Stop, Its the remix
B.E.N.T.L.E.Y
Yee aint no you betta ask somebody
What we gonna do is turk that body
All day at they fitness party
Lock them doors, don't tell nobody
Gentlemens in the Gentlemens club
Hitting them with an interesting dub
Its upside down that for the A-town
What ya'll Sayin
F.J. Bentley Caught Misbehaving
yes in the captin and im saving
all my money, yes im just gonna stand and watch ya dance from ova hea
matter fact pass the cavarsiar
But i will walk you to your car my dear
Cheers..
It's been a week without me
and she feel weak without me
She wanna talk it out but
Ain't nothin' to talk about
'Lest, she talkin' about freakin' out
then maybe we can work it out
Work it out (Come on)
Work it out now
Maybe we can work it out (Come on, come on)
Hi may name is Jill, I just want to say thanks to
Kanye's workout plan. I was able to pull a NBA player
and like now I shop every day on Rodeo drive
I just want to say, thank you Kanye! woooo! woooo! woooo!
My name is Asandra, and I just want to say
that ever since listenin' to Kanye's workout tape
I was able to get my phone bill paid, I got sounds and 13's
put up in my Cavalier and I was able to get a free trip to Cancun
And what's most importantly is that I ain't gotta fuck Ray Ray's
broke ass no mo'
(Work it mo' juge it mo' pump it mo, Chi-town mo' let's go mo')
My name is Alamae from Mobille, Alabama
and I just want to say since listenin' to Kanye's workout tape
I been able to date outside the family, I got a double wide
And I rode the plane, rode the plane, rode the plane
Thanks to Kanye's workout plan
I'm the envy of all my friends
See I pulled me a baller man (yeah)
And I don't gotta work at the mall again
(Lemme break ya wit' a piece of)
My favorite work out plan (oh! oh! oh!)
I wanna see you work out (yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah)
(It's that old Michael Jackson shit)
That's right put in work, move your ass, go wizzerk
Get your salad, no dessert
Get that man you deserve
It's Kanye's workout plan
I said it's Kanye's workout plan (Ladies and gentlemen)
It's Kanye's workout plan (Allow myself to introduce myself)
His woooorrrrkkoouut plan (This time around I want y'all to clap like this)
That's right put in work
Move your ass, go wizzerk
Eat your salad, no dessert
Get that man you deserve (Stop!)
It's Kanye's workout plan (Ok bring)
I said it's Kanye's workout plan (I know y'all ain't tired)
It's Kanye's workout plan (But I hope not, 'cuz on this one I need ya)
His woooorrrrkkoouut plan (to give me a soul clap ok? double time)
That's right put in work (Woo!)
Move your ass, go wizzerk (Ow!
Eat your salad, no dessert (Ugh!)
Get that man you deserve
That's right put in work (Put in work)
Move your ass, go wizzerk (Go wizzerk)
Eat your salad, no dessert (No dessert)
Get that man you deserve (You hear, ugh)
That's right put in work (That's right put in work)
Move your ass, go wizzerk (Go wizzerk)
Eat your salad, no dessert (Eat your salad, no dessert)
Get that man you deserve (Woo!)
(Okay, okay, okay, that's, that'd be good)
(I appreciate your time)
I want to see you work out for me
[Intro]
Stutterin'
Givin'em rest and makin' love again
In my best I be the run again
And I have the man dem stutterin'
[Hook: D'banj]
I'm getting this nigga in the morning
He gon' think he been chiefin just too long when
He see me in the evenin'
Want to catch all these feelin
Well let me be the first to get mine
[Verse 1: Raekwon]
Ay yo, ay yo, barbeque and blow in the back of the crib
Sittin'and countin', smoking a spliff, this shit's a gift
All my niggas watches is rough
Grabbing our crotches yelling ''What up?''
The jeans cost $500? Fuck
Stop it, keep baking, see, the smell it's a statement
One freeze of this shit, you won't feel your legs kid
I'm a gangsta corporate hustla, my voice is illustrious
Hounded by vicious dons, nigga we armed, trust me bruh
They yellin' Chef, kill the plate with the cooks
I say 'Ye with 2 Chainz on, we Common, let's Push
Burn another bush, then burn another we brothers
Love us or not, the Mark Zuckerbergs of the block
Hug a knot, staying rich, we was built for the guap
Park the green six deuce on the deuce just props
Rock a kilt, mean Glock I'm all machinery, ock
Cling to me, now see how the scenery rock yo?
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Common]
I was born by a late chicken shack and a church
That mean the flow got wings and it come from the dirt
Golly, I know she wanna test the 'Rari
Eye on a dollar like Illuminati
Life is foggy, tryin' to see through the mist of it
Could have been livin' it, you was Mrs. Mischievous
This is just a letter to better your development
Situation delicate
[Verse 3: Pusha T]
Some claim God body, blame Illuminati
All cause his pockets now knotty as his hair
Yeah
All Sonny no Cher, only solitaires
You clusterfucks could cluster up
On tippy-toe and still not muster up so it's
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
In God we trust, the game is all us
Til' the sky calls or it's flames on us
Push
[Hook]
[Verse 4: 2 Chainz]
2 Chainz
I'm chillin' in my camo, flippin' through the channel
On my G.O.O.D. Music shit, my logo's a Lambo (damn)
Four doors of ammo
Ammunition I'm pitchin' to make your body switch another position
[Verse 5: CyHi da Prynce]
I hope the people is listening
I could never sell my soul, I gave it back to God at my christening
It's tickelin' when I hear what haters be whisperin'
What makes you think an Illuminati would ever let some niggas in?
Fake friends and siblings, like to wish you well but ain't never flip the
Nickel in
Haters wanna pull they pistol when they see me in this race car
But you can't spell war without an A-R
15 I was pushing carts at K-Mart
By 21 they said I'd be inside a graveyard
Can't wait to get that black American Express
So I can show them white folks how to really pull the race card
[Break: D'banj (Kanye West, Kid Cudi)]
Yeah, you feelin' on top now, getting that money nigga?
(You sold your soul)
Yeah, you feelin' on top now, getting that money nigga?
(You sold your soul)
Yeah, you feelin' on top now, getting that money nigga?
(Naw man, mad people was frontin'
Aw man, made something from nothing)
[Outro: Kanye West]
I treat the label like money from my shows
G.O.O.D. would've been God except I added more o's
If I knew she was cheatin' I'd still've bought her more clothes
'Cause I was too busy with my Baltimore- you know
Some people call that the art of war you know
I guess it depends what you fallin' for
The clothes, cars, money, girls and the clothes
Aw money, you sold your soul
Nah man, mad people was frontin'
[Chorus]
A little sugar, honey suckle lamb
Great expression of happiness
Boy, you could not miss with a dozen roses
Such would astound you
The joy of children laughing around you
These are the makings of you
It is true, the makings of you, oh
[Kanye West]
I do it for the fore-fathers and the street authors
That are not A&R;'s in the cheap office
Rappers that never got signed but they keep offers
Girls thats way too fine for us to keep off us
Gave her a handshake only for my man's sake
She in her birthday suit cause of the damn cake
Now there's crumbs all over the damn place
And she want me to cum all over her damn face
I never understood planned parenthood
Cause I never met nobody plan to be a parent in the hood
Taking refills of that plan B pill
Another shorty that won't make it to the family will
If I don't make it, can't take it, hope the family will
They aint crazy they don't know how insanity feel
Don C just had a shorty so it's not that bad
But I still hear the ghosts of the kids I never had
[Chorus]
[Kanye West]
No Electro, no metro, a little retro, I perfecto
You know the demo, ya boy act wild
You aint get the memo, Yeezy's back in style
Now when Rome go Gidget the other got Bridget
What's more tripped out though is they sisters
Nah, you aint listen, they black, they sisters
They momma, named them after white bitches
So next time you see me on your fallopian
Though the Jewelry's Egytian, know the hunger's Ethiopian
Stupid questions like "Is he gon be dope again?
Have You seen him? has anybody spoke to him?"
This beat deserves Hennessy, a bad bitch and a bag of weed the Holy Trinity
In the mirror where I see my only enemy,
Your life's cursed, well mine's an obscenity
[Chorus]
[Jay-Z]
This is my momma sh-t
I used to hear this through the walls in the hood when I was back in my pyjama sh-t
Afro's and marijuana sticks, seeds and the ganja hat will be popping like the sample that I'm rhyming with
Pete Rock, let the needle drop
I seen so much as a kid they surprised I don't needle pop
Taking sips of pop, six packs of millanips
Pink champel, Valentine L
Bally's on my feet help me balance out well
That and the sh-t I used to balance on the scale
I got it honest from the parties from my momma's
Virgin Mary's try to judge her, I'm like "where the Madonna's now?"
Give all glory to Gloria, they said "you raised that boy too fast, but you was raising a warrior"
We victorious, they'll never take the joy from us
[Kid Cudi]
Keep you hands up, get mine up
Don't let them take your fire
Keep you hands up, get mine up
Don't let them take your fire
Keep you hands up, get mine up
Don't let them take your fire
Keep you hands up, get mine up
Yeaaaah, okay
It's Pete Rock, Kanye, One, two, okay
It's Pete Rock, Kanye, One, two, okay
It's Pete Rock, Kanye, One, two, okay
It's Pete Rock, Kanye, One, two, okay
[Kanye West]
Hello, can I speak to a, a, yeah you know who you are
Look, you had no idea what ya dealing with
Something on some of this realest sh-t
Something, something
Yeah. thats my b-tch
Thats my bitch
Sh-shorty right there
Thats my bitch
Thats my bitch
[Chorus - Elly Jackson]
I’ve been waiting for a long long time
Just to get off and throw my hands up high
And live my life
And live my life
Just to get off and throw my hands up high
[Kanye West]
I paid for them titties, get your own
It aint safe in the city, watch the throne
You say I care more about them basquion’s, basquiats
She learning a new word, its yacht
Blew the World up as soon as I hit the club with her
Too Short called, told me “I fell in love with her”
Seen by actors, ball players and drug dealers
And some lesbians that never loved n-ggas
Twisted love story True Romance
Mary Magdalene from a pole dance
I’m a freak huh, rock star life
The second girl with us, thats our wife
Hey boys and girls, I got a new riddle
Who’s the new old perv thats tryna play second fiddle
No disrespect, I’m not tryna belittle
But my dick worth money I put Monie in the middle
[Chorus - Elly Jackson]
I’ve been waiting for a long long time
Just to get off and throw my hands up high
And live my life
And live my life
Just to get off and throw my hands up high, high, high, high
Silly little vixen, mixes ’til morning
Not swerving, oh, yeah
Swear you never strolled on a bottle of that potion
Stop motion, ooh, yeah
[Jay-Z]
Go harder than a n-gga for a n-gga go figure
Told me “keep my own money” if we ever did split up
How can somethin’ so gangsta be so pretty in pictures?
With jeans and a blazer and some Louboutin slippers
Uh, Picasso was alive he woulda made her
Thats right n-gga Mona Lisa can’t fade her
I mean Marilyn Monroe, she’s quite nice
But why all the pretty icons always all white
Back to my Beyonces
You deserve 3 stacks for the Andre
Call Larry Gagosian, you belong in museums
You belong in Vintage clothes watching the whole building
You belong with n-ggas who used to be known for dope dealing
You too dope for any of those civilians
Now shoot trigga, stop looking at her tits
Get ya own dog, ya heard
Thats my bitch
[Chorus]
I’ve been waiting for a long long time
Just to get off and throw my hands up high
And live my life
And live my life
Just to get off and throw my hands up high
Silly little vixen, mixes ’til morning
Not swerving, oh, yeah
Swear you never strolled on a bottle of that potion
Stop motion, ooh, yeah
[Kanye West]
You have no idea what you’re dealing with
Something on some of this realest sh-t
Pop some nines, so I give you the Fifth
Something, something, yeah
That’s my bitch, That’s my bitch
Sh-shorty right there? That’s my bitch
let me know, do i still got time to grow
things aint always set in stone
with that being, let me know
let me
seems like streetlights glowing
happened to be just like moments
passing, in front of me so
i hopped in, the cab and
i paid my fair, see
i know my, destination
but im just not there
all the streetlights glowing
happened to be just like moments
passing, in front of me so
i hopped in, the cab and
i paid my fair, see
i know my, destination
but im just not there in the streets
in the streets
im just not there in the streets
im just no there
life's just not fair
seems like streetlights glowing
happened to be just like moments
passing, in front of me so
i hopped in, the cab and
i paid my fair, see
i know my, destination
but im just not there
all the streetlights glowing
happened to be just like moments
passing, in front of me so
i hopped in, the cab and
i paid my fair, see
i know my, destination
but im just not there in the streets
in the streets
im just not there in the streets
im just no there
Im crazy with this razor with this razor Im crazy
With this crazor Im razy razor crazed Im crazy
(ok Im re-loaded) go bring jay-z
(tell them him ima ghostwrite for him) over dres beats
Ran in the ladies room naked in a blanket
At the banquet and started to spank it (ahhh)
Came in the bank with a tank fired a blank
At the clerk and handcuffed her ankles to the safe and thanked her
But I didnt take nothing (thanks)
Every bullet came from the same gun
Just from different angles cause I was pickin strange places to aim from
(mad rapper man I bet you 50 bucks you wont jump out the window shady)
(ahhhh) pay me
(madd rapper)
Psych no way fucked up in the head
Shot my girl and my sister cause I caught them in bed (wait wait wait)
Im a crazy mothafucka might shoot me a fed
Or I just might start a fist fight instead
See as far as the dough go
I go loco see me pumpin gas at your local sunoco
Stuck off the hydro mixed with cocoa
Jump turnstyles then run from po po
Chorus (2x)
Life stinks we dont give a fuck son we crazy
Tear up the clubs and do drugs we crazy
Fuck wild hos and bust slugs we crazy
Madd rapper is crazy slim shady is (crazy)
(madd rapper)
Yo yo I wish Id been aborted
My pockets got a shortage
Everything I wanna floss I cant afford it
Im tryin to sell a o my pops tryin to snort it
My daughters babysitter is about to be deported
Im mad cause I still stand in line for clubs
Mad cause my rottweiler still shits on the rugs (God dammit spike)
Feeling kinda crazy now I just might flip out
Slim shady gave me shrooms and I might trip out like...
(eh.... oh... dude... that shits crazy man... oohhhh..... this is
Incredible... ohhh....)
Fuck that slim keep that for yourself
You a crazy white dude and u need some help word
(eminem)
I got a beautiful wife kids and a gorgeous home
What would make jump in the tub with a cordless phone
Im straight viscious I hit you with plates and dishes
Leave you eight stitches what Im gay cause I hate bitches
Slut dont be nice to me Ive had it with girls
And Ill still be mad at the world even if it apoligized to me (sorry)
Youre hearing the last thoughts of a man about to blow his fuckin brains out
Fall back with a blood stained blouse on top of his spouse
Spread out on a blood stained couch
In front of his kids that he just killed in the same house
Im sicker than boy george picturin michael jackson
In little boys drawers shoppin at toy stores **whistling**
Shady said it shady meant it I stay demented
Ill throw a stroller at u with a baby in it
Go ahead pull the plug think I wont smack you
[Kanye West] + (Ludacris + Shawnna)
Now, blaze that!
(Stand up!) (uh) (stand up!) (yeah)
(Stand up!) (uh) (stand up!) (uh)
[Chorus: Ludacris + Shawnna]
When I move you move (just like that?)
When I move you move (just like that?)
When I move you move (just like that?)
Hell yeah!, hey DJ bring that back!
(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(Hell yeah!, hey DJ bring that back!)
[Ludacris]
How you ain't gone FUCK?, bitch I'm me
I'm the GOD DAMN reason you in V.I.P
CEO, you don't have to see ID
I'm young, wild, and strapped like Chi-Ali
BLAOW, we ain't got nothing to worry about
Whoop ass, let security carry them out
Watch out for the medallion my diamonds are wreckless
It feels like a MIDGET is hanging from my necklace
I pulled up with a million trucks
Looking, smelling, feeling like a million bucks, ahh!
Pass the bottles, the heat is on
We in the huddle all smoking that Cheech & Chong
What's wrong?!, the club and the moon is full
And I'm looking for a THICK, young lady to pull
One sure shot way to get them out of them pants
Take note to the brand new dance
Like this
[Chorus: Ludacris + Shawnna]
[Ludacris]
Go on with your big ass, let me see something
Tell your little friend he can quit mean mugging
I'm lit and I don't care what no one thinks
But where the FUCK is the waitress at with my drinks?!
My people outside and they can't get in
We gone rush the back door & break them in
The owner already pissed cause we sort of late
But our time and our clothes got to coordinate
Most girls looking right, some looking a mess
That's why they spilling drinks all over your dress
But Louis Vuitton bras all over your breasts
Got me wanting to put hickies all over your chest
Ahh!, come on we gone party tonight
Y'all use mouth to mouth bring the party to life
Don't be scared, show another part of your life
The more drinks in your system, the harder the fight!
[Chorus: Ludacris + Shawnna]
[Ludacris]
Stand up! stand up!
Stand up! stand up!
[Kanye West]
Now, uh, me and Luda wasn't good at computers
So we dropped out of school cause we tried to fuck the tutor
Her ex man drove a Mercury Cougar
I hit him with this maneuver he just couldn't recooper
We got vouchers to stand on these couches
James Brown couldn't tell me, "get down!"
We got foreign cars and houses
We got porno stars and spouses
You trying to stab one like Jack The Ripper
Trying to get two like Jack "The Tripper"
My nigga Tony been locked for a minute
He come home from the street he gone want those strippers
And I'm a big tipper I don't even be tripping
This my first real rolex it don't even be ticking
This my first pair of earrings I can wear in the shower
Without 'em clouding up in a half an hour
So that basically mean my paper getting mean
Four G's in a paper denim jeans
The pink rocks Red Hot like Anthony Kiedis
To see this Jesus the sweetest of detest
We FIRE, y'all RETIRE
All ugly people please!, be quiet!
Hovah get a beat from me in a minute
He heard "Just to Get By" and I was rehired
I got a track right now that could save Mya
It ain't a song, it's a video called Dave Meyers
Y'all drop 20 G's on the Sprewell rims
I give that money to another to get some real spins
Chorus
Stand up! (uh) stand up! (yeah)
Stand up! (uh) stand up! (uh)
Stand up! (just like that?)
Stand up! (just like that?)
Featuring: Jay-Z, RZA, Swizz Beatz, Cyhi the Prince
One hand in the air if you don't really care
Two hands in the air if you don't really care
It's like that sometimes, I mean ridiculous
It's like that sometimes, this shit ridiculous
One hand in the air if you don't really care
Middle finger in the air if you don't really care
It's like that sometimes, man, ridiculous
Life can be sometimes ridiculous
I'm so appalled, Spalding ball
Balding Donald Trump taking dollars from y'all
Baby you're fired, your girlfriend hired
But if you don't mind I'ma keep you on call
We above the law, we don't give a fuck 'bout y'all
I got dogs that'll chew a fucking hole through the wall
But since they all love us, I need more rubbers
And If I don't use rubbers, need more covers
Housekeeping, I mean goddamn
One time, let it be a bad bitch sweeping
That know we get O's like Cheerios
That know because they seen us in the videos
That know the day that you play me
Will be the same day MTV play videos
That was a little joke, voila
Praises due to the most high, Allah
Praises due to the most fly, Prada
Baby, I'm magic, ta-dah
Address me as your highness, high as United
Thirty thousand feet up and you are not invited
Niggas be writing bullshit like they gotta work
Niggas is going through real shit, man they outta work
That's why another goddamn dance track gotta hurt
That's why I rather spit something that gotta purp'
Champagne wishes, thirty white bitches
I mean this shit is fucking ridiculous
Fucking ridiculous
I mean this shit is fucking ridiculous
Five star dishes, different exotic fishes
Man, this shit is fucking ridiculous
Fucking ridiculous
How should I begin this? I'm just so offended
How am I even mentioned by all these fuckin' beginners?
I'm so appalled, I might buy the mall
Just to show niggas how much more I have installed
I'm fresher than you all, so I don't have to pause
All of y'all can suck my balls through my drawers
Dark Knight feeling, die, you be a hero
Or live long enough to see yourself become a villain
I went from the favorite to the most hated
But would you rather be underpaid or overrated?
Moral victories is for minor league coaches
And 'Ye already told you we major, you cockroaches
Show me where the boats is, Ferrari Testarossa's
The Hammer went and broke so you know I'm more focused
I lost thirty mil' so I spent another thirty
'Cause unlike hammer thirty million can't hurt me
Fucking insane, the fuck am I saying?
Not only am I fly, I'm fucking not playing
All these little bitches too big for they britches
Burning their little bridges, fucking ridiculous
Champagne wishes, thirty white bitches
I mean this shit is fucking ridiculous
Fucking ridiculous
I mean this shit is fucking ridiculous
Five star dishes, different exotic fishes
Man, this shit is fucking ridiculous
Fucking ridiculous
Success is what you make it, take it how it come
A half a mil' in twenties like a billion where I'm from
An arrogant drug dealer, the legend I've become
CNN said I'll be dead by twenty-one
Blackjack, I just pulled an ace
You looking at the king in his face
Everything I dream, motherfuckers, I'm watching it take shape
While to you I'm just a young rich nigga that lacks faith
Range Rove, leather roof, love war, fuck a truce
Still move a bird like I'm in bed with mother goose
Them ho's coming in a baker's dozen
Claiming they was with me when they know they really wasn't
I keep the city's best never said she was the brightest
So if you had her too it don't effect me in the slightest
I never met a bitch that didn't need a little guidance
So I dismiss her past until she disappoints your highness
I speak the gospel, hostile
Tony doing time for what he did to nostrils
Paranoid mind I'm still under the watchful
Eye of the law, aspire for more
Them kilo's came we gave you Bobby Brown jaw
Flaws ain't flaws when it's you that makes the call
Flow similar to the legends of the falls
Spill it, I own you all, yeah
One hand in the air if you don't really care
Two hands in the air if you don't really care
It's like that sometimes, I mean ridiculous
It's like that sometimes, this shit ridiculous
One hand in the air if you don't really care
Middle finger in the air if you don't really care
It's like that sometimes, man, ridiculous
Life can be sometimes ridiculous
I am so outrageous
I wear my pride on my sleeve like a bracelet
If god had a iPod, I'd be on his playlist
My phrases amazing, the faces and places, the favorite
My cup overruneth with hundreds
Dummy, damn it's hard not for me to waste it
The new commandment: thou should not hate, kid
My movement is like the Civil Rights, I'm Ralph David
Abernathy, so call my lady Rosa Parks
I am nothin' like them niggas, baby, those are marks
I met this girl on Valentine's Day, fucked her in May
She found out about April so she chose to march
Damn, another broken heart
I keep bitches by the two's nigga, Noah's ark
I got a seven on me, I call my dro Lamar
Plus a Trojan in my pocket, Matt Leinart
G-A-T in the path finder
'Cause you haters got PhD's
Y'all just some major haters and some math minors
Tiger Woods, don't make me grab iron
Hey yo, champagne wishes and thirty white bitches
You know this shit is fucking ridiculous
Fucking ridiculous
You know this shit is fucking ridiculous
Cars for the misses and furs for the mistress
You know that shit is fucking ridiculous
Fucking ridiculous
You know this shit is fucking ridiculous
Fucking ridiculous
Fucking ridiculous
Fucking ridiculous
Fucking ridiculous
One hand in the air if you don't really care
Two hands in the air if you don't really care
It's like that sometimes, I mean ridiculous
It's like that sometimes, this shit ridiculous
One hand in the air if you don't really care
Middle finger in the air if you don't really care
It's like that sometimes, man, ridiculous
Are you gonna be
Say that you're gonna be
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh...
She said she wants some Marvin Gaye, some Luther Vandross, a little Anita, will definitely set this party off right
(Are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are u gonna be, well well well well well)
She said she want some Ready for the World, some New Edition, some Minnie Ripperton, and definitely set this party off right
(Are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are u gonna be, well well well well well)
I told her to drive over in your new whip
Bring some friends you cool with
Imma bring da cool whip
Then I want you to strip
See you is my new chick
So we get our grind on
She be grabbin, callin me Biggie like Shine home
Man I swear she fine homes
Why she always lying though
Tellin me them diamonds when she know they rhinestones
She got a light skinned friend look like Michael Jackson
Got a dark skinned friend look like Michael Jackson
I play 'Ready for the World' - she was ready for some action
My dawg said you aint no freak, so you got to prove my man wrong
Imma play this Vandross
You gon' take your pants off
Imma play this Galdys Knight
Me and you gon' get right
Got you lookin at the gliss at my hands and wrists
While i'm likely at smokin on my canibus
When it come to rockin original like Marvin and Luther
I can tell you aint no messin with Kan-man and Twist
From the Chi and I be
Sippin Hennessy
Twistin almarie?
Tryina smoke a B
Lookin properly
Feelin on a G?
And always (Well Well Well Well Well)
Come with me and sip on some regular champagne
You aint know Twista can work it like the Whispers
Hit the stop light, get into some Isaac
The rims still moving so I'm bumping a little spinners
While I'm
Smokin on a B
Dippin through the streets
Bumpin R&B;
And I got to leave
something to the Gs?
And I do it (well well well well well)
When my earth and the wind smoke a fire
Let me when get your sheets wet listening to Keith Sweat
Put you in a daze for maze
Fullfilling our every sensation slow ? having deep sex
You ready for the world girl
Come on over make me touch you all over your body baby don't say no to me
An every moment you controllin' me I'm lovin the way you be holding me when I be listening to Jodeci
And when I come over and bend your ass
You be bumpin Teddy Pendergrass
I'da hit it from the back to the melody to roll it slow
Now I gotta go up in it fast, but imma finish last
No matter how much of a thug you see
I still spit it like it's R&B;, so to the club with me
And with some Luther come on and hope you finna and stilla be in love with me
Baby drop another slow jam
And all us lovers need hold hands
And if you aint got no man hop up on my brohem
I keep it pimpin like an old man
You gots to roll with the plan
Cuz after that then I
Take it to the dome
Then I got to bone
Stay up in the zone
Got to get you home
Gotta run up on
And I do it (well well well well well)
Baby drop another slow jam
And all us lovers need hold hands
And if you aint got no man hop up on my brohem
I keep it pimpin like an old man
You gots to roll with the plan
Cuz after that then I
Take you to my home
And we could get it on
Whisper on the phone
Just to get you goin'
Tryina make you moan
Broke, broke, broke phi broke (we ain't got it)
Broke, broke, broke phi broke (we ain't got it)
Broke, broke broke phi broke (we ain't got it)
Broke, broke, broke phi-
I've called this private meeting today because there is an imposter among us.
There is an imposter among us.
This brother right here has been out making beats on the side, yes he has.
Pretending he's broke walking amongst us.
This brother has been eating every day, can you believe that? Eating every day.
Pretending he's with us, he's not one of us.
I did not want to believe this, but I walked into the brother Kanye's closet and I found new shoes.
I found new shoes!
Kanye, would you like to step forward and explain these new shoes?!
I was-you crazy, I wasn't, I didn't, um, I was just um, I was-
No, you speak up, brother!
I was gon' stick-I'm tryin to stick to my roots and-
What?
I wanna stick to my roots, and-
What?! You march your new shoes out of here, Kanye.
Don't you ever come back in 'em. Don't you ever come back smellin' all good, taking showers and shit like
That, all right? We don't appreciate that down here at Broke Phi Broke.
This was founded years ago
By broke slaves, years ago
Who did not have, years ago
By broke brothas in the 20s, years ago
Who did not have when we could not eat
Hmm, remember that?
Eating all of our cereal with forks because we wanted to save the milk, do you remember that? Hmm?
Do you remember all those Christmases when your Mama walked in the room and pretended she was the tree, huh?
We broke, broke broke phi broke
(We ain't got it)
Broke, broke, broke phi broke
(We ain't got it)
Don't spend no money
Ain't got no clothes
Ain't got no cars
Ain't got no hos
We broke, broke, broke phi broke
(We ain't got it)
Broke, broke, broke phi broke
(We ain't got it)
Got no money (got no money)
We got no clothes (got no clothes)
Ain't got no cars (got no cars)
Can't get no hos
We broke, broke, broke, broke, broke
Buncha niggas
Featuring: Lil' Wayne
I'm cold
(Yeah)
I'm cold
(Yeah)
I'm cold
(Yeah, yeah)
I got the right to put up a fight
But not quite 'cause you cut off my light
But my sight is better tonight
And I might see you in my nightmare
Well how did you get there?
'Cause we were once a fairytale
But this is farewell, yeah
I got my life and it's my only one
I got the night, I'm running from the sun
So goodnight, I made it out the door
Door, door, door, door
After tonight, there will be no return
After tonight, I'm taking off on the road
I'm taking off on the road
And that you know
That you know
Tell everybody that you know
That I don't love you no more
And that's one thing that you know, that you know
Okay, I'm back up on my grind
You do you and I'm just gon' do mine
You do you, 'cause I'm just gon' be fine
Okay, I got you out my mind
And the night is young, the drinks is cold
The stars is out, I'm ready to go
You always thought I was always wrong
Well, now you know
Tell everybody, everybody that you know
Tell everybody that you know
That I don't love you no more
And that's one thing that you know, that you know
I got the right to put up a fight
But not quite 'cause you cut off my light
But my sight is better tonight
And I might see you in my nightmare
Oh but how did you get there?
'Cause we was once a fairytale
But this is farewell, yeah
Baby girl I'm finished
I thought we were committed
I thought we were cemented
I really thought we meant it
But now we just repenting
And now we just resenting
The clouds is in my vision
Look how high that I be getting
And it's all because of you, girl we through
You think your shit don't stink but you are Mrs. P-U
And I don't see you with me no more
Now tell everybody that you know, that you know!
That you know
Tell everybody that you know
That I don't love you no more
And that's one thing that you know, that you know
That you know
Tell everybody that you know
That I don't love you no more
And that's one thing that you know
I know you see me now right now
(I know you see me now right now)
I know you see me now right now
(You see)
I know you see me now right now
(Right now)
I know you see me now right now
I got my suit and tie
And I don’t know if y’all know
Well, maybe y’all do
Or maybe y’all don’t
But I don’t really care
It’s how we on it all the time
So I’ma get my money
Let’s go
Now, I’ma need you to kill the hypocrisy
This is an aristocracy
I’m Socrates, but my skin more chocolately
What’s up with who? That’s old news
I’m in a speedboat, in my boat shoes
Huh? I swear my whole collection’s so cool
I might walk in Nobu with no shoes
“He just walked in Nobu like it was Whole Foods!
That **** crazy, I told you!”
Immature adult (uh huh), insecure asshole (what else?)
And if you fall on the concrete, that’s yo’ ass fault
If you pass on a Kon beat, that’s yo’ last fault
Get what you ask for, I swear that’s yo’ ass, so
She got a big booty, but she couldn’t drop that ass low
‘Til you take yo’ last ho, and rope up all the cash flow
When you gettin’ money, they be all up on yo’ ass, yo
When you gettin’ money Kons don’t let a **** pass go
Straight to jail, yo, in a hellhole
Right next to Lucifer, tell ‘em I say hello
Ask him if I’ma be there soon and tell ‘im I said “Hell, no!”
Yo, what you say when your people get out of jail, huh?
My **** is home
I guess I got everything
Everything I want
But I don’t
No matter how good it gets
It’ll never be like before
No women in the crowd
Screamin’ and it’s loud
Doin’ things not allowed
And I swear it’s goin’ down right now
I know one thing, my mama would be proud
And you see me lookin’ up
‘Cause I know she’s lookin’ down right now
I know you see me now right now
(I know you see me now right now)
I know you see me now right now
(Right now, right now)
I know you see me now right now
(Right now)
I know you see me now right now
Pour the champagne, let your watch show
Shorty got a man watch, wrist look colossal
I admit my first watch was a Fossil
Now I’m in the Louvre, lookin’ for fossils
Attention to detail is so uncanny
And the whip’s on the Sprewells, it’s so un-Camry
Somebody need to put us on camera
The world of Rollies and everyone families
Stay Jordan fresh, suits and Ferraris
Cute, your shorty watch Barneys, we at de Bonny’s
End up at Marley, Georgi, and service from Sergio
Da Kine Lamborghini, the chain throw off the vertigo
I know the flow just hit a hellafied vertical
This the Christ year, last year was magic, thirty-two
Lyrically, can’t none of y’all murder ‘Ye
‘Cause y’all raps ain’t got no vertebrae
I got styled last June and she heard of me
I killed the fur last Paris, raised the murder rate
First of all, we all know the beats is
Like a mix between Fergie and Jesus
Imagine the direction of this immaculate conception
Every one of His Majesty’s swim parties is paegantries
Cannonball off the diving board when I aboard
All my homies GDs, but I am lord
Rap god, Greek mythology
And this life too crazy to think logically
Here’s something that you could use in analogy
My life is like a child’s illusions become reality
Now go get my throne
‘Cause I don’t wanna stop
I just go in my zone
And I’ma make it hot
‘Til it’s time to go
When it’s time to go
Where you tryna go?
You better act like you can see me now
Exactly!
I know you see me now right now
(I know you see me now right now)
I know you see me now right now
(Right now, right now)
I know you see me now right now
(Right now)
I know you see me now right now
I know you see me
I know you see me
I know you see me
It’s like I’m 3D
I know you see me now right now
(I know you see me now right now)
I know you see me now right now
(Right now, right now)
I know you see me now right now
(Right now)
I know you see me now right now
I know you see me
I know you see me
I know you see me
It’s like I’m 3D
I know you see me now right now
(I know you see me now right now)
I know you see me now right now
(Right now, right now)
I know you see me now right now
(Right now)
I know you see me now right now
Hey, feel like one of those old R. Kelly joints, right?
I bet they put me back on the cover of Ebony now
I know Jet Magazine callin’ right now
You lookin’ good today, too
I like that
You got your new suit on
And she got the extra cute on
I know you thinkin’ “This that Yeezy we all love”
I’m back, baby
We back, baby!
Uncle Charlie, by the way
And I’mma let you finish, but I got Beyonce on the track
That’s what it is
Black excellence, baby
We the elite
We the greatest in the world!
We the greatest in the world!
You keep it going man, you keep those books rolling,
You pick up those books your going to read
And not remember and you roll man.
You get that a sociate degree, okay,
Then you get your bachelors, then you get your masters
Then you get your master's masters,
Then you get your doctron,
You go man, then when everybody says quit
You show them those degree man, when
Everybody says hey, your not working,
Your not making in money,
You say look at my degrees and you look at my life,
Yeah i'm 52, so what, hate all you want,
But i'm smart, i'm so smart, and i'm in school,
And these guys are out here making
Money all these ways, and i'm spended mine to be smart.
You know why?
Because when i die, buddy, you know
why would she make calls out the blue?
now im awake sleep isn't new
hey,hey,hey.hey,dont say you will unless you will,hey,hey,hey,hey dont say you will then play you will i pray for will
misses so fly crashes in my room,
cant waste no time she might leave soon
hey,hey,hey,hey, dont say you will
you do,hey,hey,hey,hey,dont say you will
one day you will i pray for will
when i grab your neck i touch your soul,
take off your cool then loose control
hey,hey,hey,hey dont say you will, you will, you will
hey,hey,hey,hey, dont say you will,if you will, i pray for will
i wish this song would really come true
i admit i still fantisize about you, about you
hey,hey,hey,hey dont say you will,you will,you will
[Raekwon]
Visual visual JB
Yo ‘Ye whattup
Raekwon
You got stacks like the international house of pancakes
All alone ready to phone me and your hand shakes
Palms is wetted (?)
Never the walk miles for love I sit at starters deck
It just happens I was floating you seen it cathy
Blinked at me then I threw on my thinking cap
Taker, and then we can slide to Jamaica
Shopping for a year or two stop in Diega
It’s obvious I’m gon sue your mommy is
We just friends so she can’t Clyde Bonnie us
Fly walls down in the fly halls
Come to the master suite leave every piece in the masterhall
All about money tied in a know stand over there
Thats why I make it happen on blocks
Brazil cut sweater, Audi, leather
Playing the field tryna outslug Berretta
[Justin Bieber]
You see my baby over hit the road,
Where she’s going I swear nobody knows
I need to find her before another man does
I wouldn’t want him to steal my love
I’m just tryin to be cool, cool, cool (tryn’a be cool)
What would you exepct me to do
Im just tryin to find, find, find
That sweet love of mine
I’m runnin outta time
Where is my runway love
Searching low and high
Know that I’m not givin’ up.
I give it all up for her
I’ll never be enough
I wont stop until I find
My runaway love
[Kanye West]
Last name West and my teeth Diamonds
She said yo wish ya could place your crazy rhyming
Listen to Wu Tang
Trying crazy suits on (?)
Stuntin in our high top louie’s
Shorts is the coogies
Open up the door when you take her to the movies
When you meet the parents you tell De Niro
Her boyfriend is zero she needs to cut the wierdo
Next show they gotta up the zeroes
Nobody rocking like this 60 years old
The hard johns and the walleys something caught me
I’m telling you what Wu-Tang taught me
The young youth rocking the gold tooth
Pull up in a drop top old school bumping the cash rules
No question we the reason why the summers blazin
You looking good fly colour asian
Ra I give it yo ya, no trivia
She used to roll with my g-unit like Olivia
Till she caught me getting numbers not her’s
Guess thats the day she became a runaway love
[Justin Bieber]
I’m runnin outta time
Where is my runway love
Searching low and high
Know that I’m not givin’ up.
I give it all up for her
I’ll never be enough
I wont stop until I find
My runaway love
Why can’t I find, the love of mine,
When you’re standing in front of my face
Oh, yeah, You must be mine
How did I let you get away
[Raekwon]
Leave it up to the most high sit in a ghost fly
Chillin with 2 of my brothers we both live on deck
Grabbing em on set
This is how we roll independants she a go I’m gon go get
Take that queen assure to ya
We can live every month baby girl just call me up
Waking up mess in some cold sweats thinking of this the video tapes
Even the stress
My mind is a terrible thing to waste
No love lost I know Im going crazy I can’t floss
Me my lady left my homies
It’s all baloney just like rocking an old pony
So when I chillin I’m just lost no more feeling
I need my honey in my life get that film it
Take the time Rae Just and Ye shine
My runaway love give me mine come on
[Justin Bieber]
You see my baby over hit the road,
Where she’s going I swear nobody knows
I need to find her before another man does
I wouldn’t want him to steal my love
I’m just tryin to be cool, cool, cool (tryn’a be cool)
What would you exepct me to do
Im just tryin to find, find, find
That sweet love of mine
I’m runnin outta time
Where is my runway love
Searching low and high
Know that I’m not givin’ up.
I give it all up for her
I’ll never be enough
I wont stop until I find
boy you know what it is
brooklyn
just put your face in the bag
bitch i know u ain't over there starin at my boy
yeah i know u ain't call ur self holla'n at my boy.
uh huh huh
just put your face in the bag
uh huh huh
put your face in the bag
uh huh huh
put your face in the bag
look at the price tags
just fuck the price on the tagz
and just put your face in the bag
i heard that in brooklyn
when i am brooklyn
you can ask my baby boy
i treat my baby well
ain't nothing soso
but i know usher well
we in them benzes black,grey white mercedes sell?
the same thing keri told soulja boy tellem put ur face in the bag
paper or plastic itz safer to bag it
when them bitches dead i will pay for they casket
broke bitchez even can buy a gucci bag
as we proceed to give them what we need
like we bringin down the 'e'
them niggas say just put your face in the bag
uh huh huh
just put ur face in the bag
uh huh huh
just put ur face in the bag
uh huh huh
just put ur face in the bag
uh huh huh
just put ur face in the bag
uh huh huh
put ur face in the bag
(Jay-Z)
We in the time of our lives baby
Turn the music up, Primetime
Yeah, Primetime, Beat by Dion, Our third eon
That’s what the f**k we on
Mo’ money, 40 year old phenom
Our 15 minutes of fame has stretched beyond
At 42 be better than 24, I carried the 4-5, mastered 48 laws
Still wearing my 23’s they can’t f**k with the boy
As far as them 16’s, I’m 23 of it all
Primetime, riding that 6 deuce
That 9-11 I only subtract the roof
Started in 88’, Got warm in 92’, I landed in 96’
That’s the year I came through
I hit the club, ordered some Grey Goose
Switched it for Ciroc to give Puff’s stock a boost
New money, I found the fountain of youth
I’m headed to Miami to f**k up the Fontaine Bleu
A case of Ace, make it 2, Ni**a we rolling, beat the deuce
The night is young, what the f**k we gon’ do (ooh)
(Kanye West)
The night is young, what the f**k you wanna do, huh
The night is young, what the f**k we gon’ do, huh
The night is young, what you really wanna do, huh
Primetime, basking in the lime
Cassius in his prime, Coloring out of the line
Cause they don’t want nobody that’s colored out of the lines
So I’m late as a mother***er, colored people time
Damn Yeezy, they all gotta be dimes?
Well, Adam gave up a rib so mine better be prime
Ni**as gon kill me, I swear they better be lying
I never live in fear, I’m too out of my mind
Primetime, never hit these heights
I mean it’s like, it’s like our first 1st class flight
I’m trippin’ on it, socks on marble floors
I’m slippin’ on it, Champagne, I’m sippin’ on it
Sh*t taste different, don’t it?
You know what, you right
It’s like the best damn champagne I had in my life
“When you coming home” That’s a text from my wife
I told her, run a bubble bath
And float in that mother***er like a hovercraft
And soak in that mother***er til I call you back
I mean who says sh*t like that, and doesn’t laugh (un-huh)
The night is young, what the f**k you wanna do, huh
The night is young, what the f**k we gon’ do, huh
Wise men say
Wise men say
Wise men say
The baddest nigga out there bro
Never figure out real love
You'll never figure out real love
It's so crazy
I get everything figured out
But for some reason I can never find what real love is about
No doubt, everything in the world figured out
But I can never seem to find what love is about
Do you think I sacrificed real life
For all the fame of flashing lights?
Do you think I sacrifice a real life
For all the fame of flashing lights?
There is no Gucci I can buy
There is no Louis Vuitton to put on
There is no YSL that they could sell
To get my heart out of this hell
And my mind out of this jail
There is no clothes that I could buy
That could turn back the time
There is no vacation spot I could fly
That could bring back a piece of real life
Real life, what does it feel like?
I ask you tonight, I ask you tonight
What does it feel like? I ask you tonight
To live a real life?
I just want to be a real boy
They always say Kanye, he keeps it real boy
Pinocchio story is, I just want to be a real boy
Pinocchio story goes to be a real boy
It's funny, Pinocchio lied
And that's what kept him from it
I tell the truth and I keep runnin'
It's like I'm looking for something out there, trying to find something
I turn on the TV and see me and see nothing
What does it feel like to live real life, to be real?
Not some facade on TV that no can really feel
Do you really have the stamina?
For everybody that sees you that say 'where's my camera?'
For everybody that sees you that says 'sign my autograph'?
For everybody that sees you, 'Kanye, said you all that'
You all a that
I just want to be a real boy, Pinocchio story goes
I just want to be a real boy, Pinocchio story goes
And there is no Gepetto to guide me, no one right beside me
The only one was behind me I cant find her no more
I can't find her no more I can't
The only one that come out on the tour and stay, stay, stay
Back when I was living at home and this was all a big dream
And the fame will be got caught
And the day I moved to LA
Maybe that was all my fault
All my fault to be a real boy
Chasing the American dream
Chasing everything we seen
Up on the TV screen
And when uh, the Benz was left
And the clothes was left
And the hoes was left
You talk the hoes to death thinkin' the money that the
You spent the doughs to death
And tell me what-tf for real boy
They say Kanye, you keep it too real boy
Perspective and Wise man say, one day you'll find your way
The wise man say, you'll find your way
The wise man say, you'll find your way
Uh, do you know about this mother f*ckers
All you niggas is wack
F*ck swag
He gone girl, he gone
Uh, bitches all on his nuts yeah, dawg
We swarfing, we urging
Got a bitch, she's purging,
You shiny nigga will rick curbings
F*ck swag it's my virgin,
This tight shit, no virgin
Miss Marlene, no margin
We the way you niggas know surfin'
Uh, is it something I said?
You're upset, nigga get some head
You ain't got no hoes, well nigga get some bread
No grind, you're blind nigga we'll stay instead
This is liberty, no chivalry
You thirsty trick? No sipping me
I'm on E, I'm gonna take a leak on you weak niggas
I want all hate on me,
I'm laughing to the bank like hi-hi-hi
Corny shit, don't blame it on me nigga
I'm a free nigga, I'm gonna smoke that whiskey leaf
That's spotted pale, you better inhale
Don't be a clown, get in shape
Get in shape try to get me the crown
No guessed out, don't try to act ho
Niggas I can hide, but they eyes ain't low
Squad full of niggas like Horizon's Coast
F*ck your IBM nigga, I do the most
Turned up shit, that's the life I chose
F*ck school, we gon' pack it bitch
She knows me now she better study this
Hate on me, f*ck it I love this
So I finish track, nigga ya might be missed
Uh, but you never own this mother f*cker,
AKA no dinero, AKA I f*cked your hole
F*ck your bitch, f*ck your cool, f*ck EMT
F*ck them Js, shut up bitch, uh
You're Callie Stew she's Damie Green
Shit was flight, shit was flame
Fire it up, y'all shift the lane
You a whore and now what that means
You a fame, you a faithful trance
That perfect glance, your thirsty grin
Now get your f*ckin' opinion
Low bitch bore us, you type cleans
Aw hell no!
Back to the point, I don't feel y'all
You the type of niggas shopin' in the mall
F*cking ranches with dirty drawers
Now don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong
I'm a turned up nigga with a couple of flaws
I've been doing some shit that wouldn't get me rich
F*ck a bad flip, that's real shit
On to the next like real quick
Wow, Coco, white girl sipping that cocoa
That mean nothing to our personal
No disrespect, I might flex tho
I make them drop them drawers with...
I make them hoṗ my pill with their eyes closed
Make them suck the d*ck with a blindfold
I'm trying to win the nigga with the rhinestone
Yeah, I'm with this shit
Know a couple niggas all below the cliff
Niggas want the issue, they unload the shit
F*ck 'em with some niggas I don't give a shit
Untill shit's up, why you flossing me?
Why you talking shit, like you bossing me
Tryin' to take swag like you won some of them
They can chose me, I don't know them
Why are you so paranoid?
Don't be so paranoid
Don't be so-
Baby, don't worry 'bout it
Hey there, don't even think about it.
You worried 'bout the wrong things, the wrong things
You worried 'bout the wrong things, the wrong things
You worried 'bout the wrong things, the wrong things
You worried 'bout the wrong things, the wrong things.
Tell me right now
Would you really wanna spend your whole life alone
A little time out might do you good
might do us good, before we break up for good.
'Cause I could make it good
I could make it hood
I could make it come
I could make it go.
I could make it high
I could make it fly
Make you touch the sky
Hey baby, soar.
All of the time
You be up in mine
Texting to my cell phone, baby, no.
You wanna kill the vibe on another night
Here's another fight
Oh, here we go
Oh, here we go.
Baby, don't worry 'bout it
Lady, we'll go out to the floor (Anyways)
You don't know
I got this
Never known you (Anyways)
You don't know
I got this
Never know you.
All of the time
You wanna complain about the nights alone
So now here you and me
Stressing by the two we
The aditude all the way back at home.
Yeah, you see him look
Baby, let him look
Give him cold looks
'Cause we've become.
Yeah, you heard about
all the word about
Don't worry 'bout what we can't control
All the talk in the world
Lost in the world
Will you finally let that thing go
You wanna check into the Heatbreak Hotel
but sorry, we're closed.
Baby, don't worry 'bout it
Baby, we'll go out to the floor (Anyways)
You don't know
I got this
Never known you (Anyways)
You don't know
I got this
Never know you.
Baby, don't worry 'bout it
Baby, don't even think about it.
You worried 'bout the wrong things, the wrong things
You worried 'bout the wrong things, the wrong things
You worried 'bout the wrong things, the wrong things
You worried 'bout the wrong things.
(Anyways)
You don't know
I got this
Never known you (Anyways)
You don't know
I got this
Never know you.
(Anyways)
You don't know
I got this
Never known you (Anyways)
You don't know
I got this
Oh, you didn't think we can do it again
Twista, Kanye West, from po pimping to poppin' tags
From Chunkiest to Slow Jamz, oh baby
We can even make you a overnight celebrity
Know what I'm saying, come on
Why don't we, play something these hoes'd like
Drive whips, I know they like
Twista, you told her right
I could make you a celebrity overnight
Give you ice, like Kobe right
We sorta like Goldie right
The way, we mode 'em right
I could make you a celebrity overnight
Girl I see you, in them apple bottom jeans
Chinchilla on your back, I wanna know your name
Girl I'm Twista, I could blow your brains
Put you in a chameleon, O-four range
Still sexy, when you smoke that flame
Jerk you like a chicken, when you throw that thang
She got me hotter than a oven, the way that she talk
Switching to freaky so I'm loving the way that she walk
You looking good girl but you oughta be in pictures
Listen to me, I see your career going sky high
Taking you home to the crib, in the Chi
And everytime I see your thighs, I cry when I drive by
Watching you should be a thrill, got the fellas
Hustling trying to get, steady screaming my, my, my, my
Walk on the carpet, with the bells that flick in the dark
Kicking it on the couch, at one O six and park
I can see your beauty, on the big screen
I can see me freaking you, with whip cream
I can see you on stage, at the awards
With a dress better than Jennifer's, and doing big things
Kick it with me, I can mold your life
You looking good girl, show you right
Dre told me, you the prototype
I can make you a celebrity overnight
Why don't we, play something these hoes'd like
Drive whips, I know they like
Twista, you told her right
I could make you a celebrity overnight
Give you ice, like Kobe right
We sorta like Goldie right
The way, we mode 'em right
I could make you a celebrity overnight
Why don't we, play something these hoes'd like
Drive whips, I know they like
Twista, you told her right
I could make you a celebrity overnight
Give you ice, like Kobe right
We sorta like Goldie right
The way, we mode 'em right
I could make you a celebrity overnight
You want fame, you can take that path
Candlelights, when you take the bath
You got, such a sensational ass
I'ma get you Jimmy Cho and Marc Jacob bags
I can cop her, a two thousand and three
Make her smile, when she sees Spre's
I can get you on CD's, and DVD's
Take you to Bebe's and B.C.B.G.'s
I can get you in the places, to be into
The people to know or show you things, sticker than to
I wanna be your lover, undercover don
And protect you from others, don't ever let a brother pimp you
If you want the style, you can rich your blood
Y'all take a look at her, she got such an astonishing body
I can see you in some Gucci or Roberto Cavalli
And I bet she gon' put a hurt on 'em, hard in the party
And you know you kill 'em in the club, we go
You was born to be a po', how you gon sticking fo' do's
And I love you, 'cause you freaky with the dope clothes
Drop it to the flo', let it go when you roll slow
And I love it, when I hit it from the back
And you get on top of me, and have a brother going, oh, oh
Girl I love, how you roll me right
I can make you, a celebrity overnight
Why don't we, play something these hoes'd like
Drive whips, I know they like
Twista, you told her right
I could make you a celebrity overnight
Give you ice, like Kobe right
We sorta like Goldie right
The way, we mode 'em right
I could make you a celebrity overnight
You see, see baby girl
You see how you make a brother break down
I just gotta ask you, what you need
What you need from me, oh you wanna be a star
Are you messing with the right one?
I can take you there, I can make sure
You've got all the finest things
Let me be your manager
Come here girl, I could see you bored
Took you to the queen, that I see you for
Take you shopping on sprees, in stores
I'ma get you, to the MTV awards
We about, to do a show tonight
You looking good girl, show you right
Take you places, I know you like
I could make you a celebrity overnight
Come here girl, you could hang if you bored
We could do, plenty things plus more
I'm about to have you, change in the stores
I can even get you, to the Soul Train awards
We about, to do a show tonight
You looking good girl, show you right
Take you places, I know you like
[Frank Ocean]
Human being to the mob
What’s a mob to a king?
What’s a king to a god?
What’s a god to a non-believer?
Who don’t believe in anything?
We make it out alive
All right, all right
No church in the wild
[Jay-Z]
Tears on the mauseoleum floor
Blood stains the coliseum doors
Lies on the lips of a priest
Thanksgiving disguised as a feast
Rollin’ in the Rolls-Royce Corniche
Only the doctors got this, I’m hidin’ from police
Cocaine seats
All white like I got the whole thing bleached
Drug dealer chic
I’m wonderin’ if a thug’s prayers reach
Is Pious pious cause God loves pious?
Socrates asks, “Whose bias do y’all seek?”
All for Plato, screech
I’m out here ballin’, I know ya’ll hear my sneaks
Jesus was a carpenter, Yeezy, laid beats
Hova flow the Holy Ghost, get the hell up out your seats
Preach
[Frank Ocean]
Human being to the mob
What’s a mob to a king?
What’s a king to a god?
What’s a god to a non-believer?
Who don’t believe in anything?
We make it out alive
All right, all right
No church in the wild
[The-Dream]
I live by you, desire
I stand by you, walk through the fire
Your love is my scripture
Let me into your encryption
[Kanye West]
Coke on her black skin made a stripe like a zebra
I call that jungle fever
You will not control the threesome
Just roll the weed up until I get me some
We formed a new religion
No sins as long as there’s permission’
And deception is the only felony
So never f-ck nobody wit’out tellin’ me
Sunglasses and Advil
Last night was mad real
Sun comin’ up, 5 a.m.
I wonder if they got cabs still
Thinkin’ ’bout the girl in all-leopard
Who was rubbin’ the wood like Kiki Shepard
Two tattooes, one read “No Apologies”
The other said “Love is cursed by monogamy”
That’s somethin’ that the pastor don’t preach
That’s somethin’ that a teacher can’t teach
When we die, the money we can’t keep
But we prolly spend it all ’cause the pain ain’t cheap
Preach
[Frank Ocean]
Human being to the mob
What’s a mob to a king?
What’s a king to a god?
What’s a god to a non-believer?
Who don’t believe in anything?
Will he make it out alive
All right, all right
No church in the wild
No church in the wild
No church in the wild
[Kanye West]
Now hold up, I ain't trying to stunt, man
But these new Yeezys jumped over the Jumpman
Went from most hated to the god flow
I guess that's a feeling only me and Lebron know
I'm living three dreams:
Biggie Smalls', Dr. King's, Rodney King's
Cuz we can't get along, no resolution
Till we drown all these haters, rest in peace to Whitney Houston
Cars, money, girls and the clothes
Aww money, you sold your soul
Naww man, mad people was frontin'
God damn, we made it here from nothing
Picture work your whole life, and you can't cut through
That can mess up your whole life, like an uncle that touched you
What has the world come to, I'm from the 312
Where cops don't come through and dreams don't come true
Like "Where did God go?" In his Murcielago
Went from working McDonalds, barely paying the car note
Even got enough to get his mama a condo
People came shot him down in front of his mom
40 killings in a weekend, 40 killings in a week
Man the summer too hot you can feel it in the street
Welcome to Sunday service if you feel your Sunday service
I got green in my eyes, follow this Erick Sermon
Did Moses not part the water with the cane?
Did heavens not make an ark when I made it rain?
Did Yeezy not get signed by Hov and Dame?
And went to Jacob and made the new Jesus chains?
In Jesus name, let the choir say
"I'm on fire ay," that's what Richard Prior say
And I annihilate anybody that violate
Yeah
I'm on my way home
They say home is where the hate is
My dome is where fate is
I stroll where souls get lost like vegas
Seen through the eyes of rebel glasses
Pray to god that my arms reach the masses
The young smoke grass in grassless jungles
Rubberband together in cashless bundles
We wear struggling chains
Divided only hustle remains
Making sense of it we hustle for change
Revolution ain't a game
It's another name
For life fighting
Someone to stay in they corner like Mike Tyson
Hypes fighting for hits to heighten they hell
Don't he know he only get as high as he fell
Show money becomes bail
Relationships become jail
Children are unheld
I wish love was for sale
Behold the pale
Horse got me trapped like r. kel', I bail and it-
Might not be such a bad idea if I never, never went home again
I'm on my way home
I left three days ago
But no one seems to know I'm gone
Home is where the hatred is
Home is filled with pain and it
Might not be such a bad idea if I never
[Samuel Christian]
You ready?
[Knoc-Turn'al]
Yes, ha ha ha
Yeah, yeah
Let's go, I like singing
[Knoc-Turn'al]
My music, my life, my heart, my soul
My music, my everything, I give my all
My wife, my daughter, my love, my dream
My mother, my father, my brother, my team
My camp, my squad, my house, my car
My boat, my shoes, my pants, my shirt
My coke, my sugar, my cream, my butter
My toast, my all, my queen, my folks
[Chorus: Samuel Christian]
My baby! Walk like six strings
Talk like she's my everything
My baby! Loves me, hates me
Leaves me, runs right back
That sexy lady! All I know
She shares all my confusion, so
My baby! Will not run from an-y-thing
I swear this though
[Knoc-Turn'al talking]
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord, my soul to keep
If Muzik should die before I wake
I pray the Lord, my soul to take
[Knoc-Turn'al]
She's thick, she's bad, so clean, she's fine
She loves, she hates, she laughs, she cries
She hurts, she lies, she's Bonnie, I'm Clyde
She's ghetto, she's real, she sings, she rhymes
She comes, she goes, she lives, she dies
She sexy and bomb, she blows my mind
She stays in line, she's smart, she's funny
She's crafty and cunning, in the game she's running
Her lips, her back, her waist, her thighs
Her face, her skin, her hair, her eyes
Her voice, her shape, her hips, her mind
Her love, her smile, her touch, her time
[Chorus]
[Knoc-Turn'al]
I'm tipsy, I'm through, I'm drunk, I'm blunted
My way, my day, my life - I love it
I move, I groove, I shake, I love it
My friends, my kins, I like, I love it
I show, I prove, I live, I learn
I show, I teach, I run these streets
My kin, my heart, my heat, my rhythm
My rap, my beat, my life, my head and my feet
My heart, my soul, my candy, my cake
My platinum, my gold, my land, my gate
My Benz, my lake
My keys, my money, my love, my hate
My clothes, my phone, my house, my home
My money, my comb, my sugar, my spice
My base, my chrome
My rhythm, my music, my home
My world, my girl, my life, my home, my...
[Rick [Bon Iver]
I shoot the lights out
Hide til its bright out
Whoa, just another lonely night
Are you willing to sacrifice your life?
[Rick Ross]
Bitch I’m a monster no good blood sucker
fat muthaf-cker now look who’s in trouble
as you run through my jungle all you hear is rumbles
Kanye West sample, here’s one for example
[Kanye West - Chorus]
Gossip gossip
n-ggas just stop it
everybody know (I’m a muthaf-cking monster)
I’ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
I’ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
profit profit, n-gga I got it
everybody know I’m a muthaf-cking monster
I’ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
I’ma need to see your f-cking hands at the ….
The best living or dead hands down huh?
less talk more head right now huh?
and my eyes more red than the devil is
and I’m bout to take it to another level bitch
there you go again, aint nobody as cold as this
do the rap and the track triple double no assist
but my only focus is staying on some bogus sh-t
argue with my older bitch acting like I owe her sh-t
I heard the people sayin raps are gettin trap mayne
bought the chain that always give me back pain
f-ckin up my money so yeh I had to act sane
Chi n-gga but these hoes love my accent
she came up to me and said this the number 2
if you wanna make it number one your number 2 now
this that goose an’ malibu I call it Malibooya
God damn Yeezy How I hit em with the new style
know that muthaf-cker well, what you gon do now
whatever ever I wanna do, gosh its cool now
nah gonna do, uhh its a new now
think yo muthaf-cker really reall need to cool down
cause you will never get on top off this
so mommy best advice is to get on top of this
have you ever had sex with a pharoah
I put the p-ssy in a sarcophagus
now she claiming I bruise her esophagus
head of the class and she just want a swallowship
I’m living the future so the presence is my past
my presence is a present kiss my ass
[Kanye West - Chorus]
[Jay-Z]
Sasquatch, Godzilla, King Kong
Lochness, Goblin, Ghoul, a zombie with no conscience
question what do all these things have in common
everybody knows I’m a muthaf-cking monster
conquer, stomp ya, stop your silly nonsense
none of you n-ggas know where the swamp is
none of you n-ggas have seen the carnage that I’ve seen
I still here fiends scream in my dream
murder murder in black convertibles
I kill a block I murder avenues
rape and pillage a village, women and children
everybody wanna know what my achilles heel is
LOVE I dont get enough of it
all I get is these vampires and blood suckers
all I see is these n-ggas I’ve made millionnaires
milling about, spilling there feelings in the air (shot at Beanie?)
all I see is these fake f-cks with no fangs
tryna draw blood with my ice cold veins
I smell a massacre
seems to be the only way to back you bastards up
[Chorus]
[Nicki Minaj]
Pull up in the monster
automobile gangster
with a bad b-tch that came from Sri Lanka
yeah I’m in that Tonka, colour of Willy Wonka
you could be the King but watch the Queen conquer
ok first things first I’ll eat your brains
then I’mma start rocking gold teeth and fangs
cause that’s what a muthaf-cking monster do
hairdresser from Milan, thats the monster do
monster Giuseppe heel that’s the monster shoe
Young Money is the roster and the monster crew
and I’m all up all up all up in the bank with the funny face
and if I’m fake I aint notice cause my money aint
let me get this straight wait I’m the rookie
but my features and my shows ten times your pay?
50k for a verse, no album out!
yeah my money’s so tall that my barbie’s gotta climb it
hotter than a middle eastern climate
find it Tony Matterhorn dutty wine it
while it, nicki on them titties when I sign it
how these n-ggas so one-track minded
but really really I don’t give a F-U-C-K
forget barbie f-ck nicki she’s fake
she’s on a diet but my pockets eating cheese cake
and I’ll say bride of Chucky is Child’s play
just killed another career it’s a mild day
besides ‘Ye they can’t stand besides me
I think me, you and Am [Amber Rose] should menage friday
pink wig thick ass give em whip lash
I think big get cash make em blink fast
now look at what you just saw I think this is what you live for
aaaahhh, I’m a muthaf-cking monster!
[Bon Iver]
I-I crossed the line-line
and I’ll-I’ll let God decide-cide
I-I wouldn’t last these shows
so I-I am headed home
(repeated)
[End]
Featuring: Jay-Z, Rick Ross, Bon Iver
[Bon Iver]
I shoot the lights out
Hide til its bright out
Whoa, just another lonely night
Are you willing to sacrifice your life?
[Rick Ross]
Bitch I'm a monster no good blood sucker
fat muthaf-cker now look who's in trouble
as you run through my jungle all you hear is rumbles
Kanye West sample, here's one for example
[Kanye West - Chorus]
Gossip gossip
n-ggas just stop it
everybody know (I'm a muthaf-cking monster)
I'ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
I'ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
profit profit, n-gga I got it
everybody know I'm a muthaf-cking monster
I'ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
I'ma need to see your f-cking hands at the ....
The best living or dead hands down huh?
less talk more head right now huh?
and my eyes more red than the devil is
and I'm bout to take it to another level bitch
dont matter who you go n get, aint nobody as cold as this
do the rap and the track triple double no assist
but my only focus is staying on some bogus sh-t
argue with my older bitch acting like I owe her sh-t
I heard the people sayin raps are gettin trap mayne
bought the chain that always give me back pain
f-ckin up my money so yeh I had to act sane
Chi n-gga but these hoes love my accent
she came up to me and said this the number 2
if you wanna make it number one your number 2 now
this that goose an' malibu I call it Malibooya
God damn Yeezy How I hit em with the new style
know that muthaf-cker well, what you gon do now
whatever ever I wanna do, gosh its cool now
nah gonna do, uhh its a new now
think yo muthaf-cker really reall need to cool down
cause you will never get on top off this
so mommy best advice is to get on top of this
have you ever had sex with a pharoah
I put the p-ssy in a sarcophagus
now she claiming I bruise her esophagus
head of the class and she just want a swallowship
I'm living the future so the presence is my past
my presence is a present kiss my ass
[Kanye West - Chorus]
[Jay-Z]
Sasquatch, Godzilla, King Kong
Lochness, Goblin, Ghoul, a zombie with no conscience
question what do all these things have in common
everybody knows I'm a muthaf-cking monster
conquer, stomp ya, stop your silly nonsense
none of you n-ggas know where the swamp is
none of you n-ggas have seen the carnage that I've seen
I still here fiends scream in my dream
murder murder in black convertibles
I kill a block I murder avenues
rape and pillage a village, women and children
everybody wanna know what my achilles heel is
LOVE I dont get enough of it
all I get is these vampires and blood suckers
all I see is these n-ggas I've made millionnaires
milling about, spilling there feelings in the air (shot at Beanie?)
all I see is these fake f-cks with no fangs
tryna draw blood with my ice cold veins
I smell a massacre
seems to be the only way to back you bastards up
[Chorus]
[Nicki Minaj]
Pull up in the monster
automobile gangster
with a bad b-tch that came from Sri Lanka
yeah I'm in that Tonka, color of Willy Wonka
you could be the King but watch the Queen conquer
ok first things first I'll eat your brains
then I'mma start rocking gold teeth and fangs
cause that's what a muthaf-cking monster do
hairdresser from Milan, thats the monster do
monster Giuseppe heel that's the monster shoe
Young Money is the roster and the monster crew
and I'm all up all up all up in the bank with the funny face
and if I'm fake I aint notice cause my money aint
so let me get this straight wait I'm the rookie
but my features and my shows ten times your pay?
50k for a verse, no album out!
yeah my money's so tall that my barbie's gotta climb it
hotter than a middle eastern climate
find it Tony Matterhorn dutty wine it
wine it, nicki on them titties when I sign it
how these n-ggas so one-track minded
but really really I don't give a F-U-C-K
forget barbie f-ck nicki cause she's fake
she's on a diet but my pockets eating cheese cake
and I'll say bride of Chucky is Child's play
just killed another career it's a mild day
besides 'Ye they can't stand besides me
I think me, you and Am [Amber Rose] should menage friday
pink wig thick ass give em whip lash
I think big get cash make em blink fast
now look at what you just saw this is what you live for
aaaahhh, I'm a muthaf-cking monster!
[Bon Iver]
I-I crossed the line-line
and I'll-I'll let God decide-cide
I-I wouldn't last these shows
so I-I am headed home
(repeated)
i say to u that u are my one an only
never leave me lonely
putcha body on me
and hold me close yeah
lets take off to a place we aint neva been
and make love all night till da mornin
me girls tell me good to now me hop a coop to now
[2x]me said me want to see u comfortable anything to
make u smile and make u smile
but i dont need the mile
yo chains yo blang it dont mean shit to me
just keep yo money in yo pocket
evrything up in here i own
no fake I.D. just keep it real wit me
u know u wont need urs just hoppin
[2x]let me hop on ur love rocket {now}
[Bridge:]
It is a weeping, and a moaning, and a gnashing of teeth
It is a weeping, and a moaning, and a gnashing of teeth
When it comes to my sound which is the champion sound
Believe! Believe!
[Hook (x4):]
Lamborghini Mercy
Your chick she so thirsty
I’m in that two seat Lambo
With your girl she tryna jerk me
[Verse 1: Big Sean]
Drop it to the floor
Make that ass shake
Woah make the ground move, that’s an ass quake
Built a house up on that ass, that’s an ass state
Roll my weed on it, that’s an ass tray
Say Ye, say Ye, don’t we do this err’ day-day?
I work them long nights, long nights to get a pay day
Finally got paid, now I need shade and a vacay
And niggas still hatin’, so much hate I need an AK
Now we out in Paris, yeah I’m Perrierin’
White girls politicin’ that’s that Sarah Palin
Gettin’ high, Californicatin’
I give her that D, cause that’s where I was born and raised in
Lamborghini Mercy
Your chick she so thirsty
I’m in that two seat Lambo
With your girl she tryna jerk me
It is a weeping, and a moaning, and a gnashing of teeth
It is a weeping, and a moaning, and a gnashing of teeth
When it comes to my sound which is the champion sound
Believe! Believe!
[Verse 2: Pusha T]
It’s prime time, my top back, this pimp game hoe
I’m red leather, this cocaine, I’m Rick James hoe
I’m bill droppin’, Ms. Pacman is pill poppin’ ass hoe
I’m poppin’ too, these blue dolphins need two coffins
All she want is some heel money
All she need is some bill money
He take his time, he counts it out
I weighs it up, that’s real money
Check the neck, check the wrist
Them heads turnin’, that’s exorcist
My Audemar like Mardi Gras
That’s Swiss time and that’s excellence
Two door preference
Roof gone George Jefferson
That white frost on that pound cake
So your Duncan Heinz is irrelevant
Lambo, Mercy-lago, she go wherever I go
Wherever we go we do it pronto
Lamborghini Mercy
Your chick she so thirsty
I’m in that two seat Lambo
With your girl she tryna jerk me
It is a weeping, and a moaning, and a gnashing of teeth
It is a weeping, and a moaning, and a gnashing of teeth
When it comes to my sound which is the champion sound
Believe! Believe!
Well it is a weeping, and a moaning, and a gnashing of teeth
In the dancehall, and who no have teeth will run pon them gums
Caw when time it comes to my sound, which is the champion sound
The bugle has blown the many times, and it still have one more time
left
Caw the amount of stripe weh deh pon our shoulder
[Verse 3: Kanye West]
Let the suicide doors up
I do suicides on the tour bus
I do suicides on the private jet
You know what that mean, I’m fly to death
I step in Def Jam building like I’m the shit
Tell ‘em “give me fifty million or I’mma quit”
Most rappers taste level ain’t at my waist level
Turn up the bass ’til it’s up in your face level
Don’t do no press but I get the most press, kid
Plus your my bitch, make your bitch look like Precious
Something’ ’bout Mary she gone off that Molly
Now the whole party is melted like Dalí
Now everybody is movin’ they body
Don’t sell me apartment, I move in the lobby
Niggas is loiterin’ just to feel important
You gon see lawyers and niggas in Jordans
[Verse 4: 2 Chainz]
Now ketchup to my campaign
Coupe the color of mayonnaise
I’m drunk and high at the same time
Drinkin’ champagne on the airplane
Spit rounds like the gun range
Beat it up like Rampage
100 bands, cut ya girl now your girl need a bandaid
Grade A, A1, chain the color of Akon
Black diamonds backpack around me
Cosigned by Louis Vuitton
Horse power, horse power
All this Polo on I got horse power
Pound of this cost 4 thousand
I make it rain, she want more showers
Rain pourin’, all my cars is foreign
All my broads is foreign, money tall like Jordan
Lamborghini Mercy
Your chick she so thirsty
I’m in that two seat Lambo
With your girl she tryna jerk me
It is a weeping, and a moaning, and a gnashing of teeth
It is a weeping, and a moaning, and a gnashing of teeth
When it comes to my sound which is the champion sound
Believe! Believe!
It is a weeping, and a moaning, and a gnashing of teeth
It is a weeping, and a moaning, and a gnashing of teeth
When it comes to my sound which is the champion sound
{Chorus}
i am the magic man
(got the world in his hands...world in his hands)
I am the magic man
(got the world in his hands...world in his hands)
Is anybody out there?
Is anybody out there?
Is anybody out there?
{Kanye}
(The magic man)
the show goes on in 6 minutes
and this is his lovely assistance
she's so beautiful, don't you agree?
he made her into the star she always wanted to be
but bloow are those the stars you wanted to see?
the magic man can make the roof disappear
and every car in his fleet was on dubs(?)
he can take a bird, flip it to 3 release the doves
turn any bar into The Fight Club
gotta fight every night to prove my love
You messin' with this JOKER but you need a KING,
cause he'll CLUB anybody tryna JACK his QUEEN,
imma call a SPADE a SPADE from the start,
he gave you DIAMONDS shoulda gave you his HEART
you see, jealously strikes again, but she
said im just tryna wave at the man
then he turn her eyes black and blue with the wave of his hand
the magic man...
{Chorus}
i am the magic man
(got the world in his hands...world in his hands)
I am the magic man
(got the world in his hands...world in his hands)
Is anybody out there?
Is anybody out there?
Is anybody out there?
{Malik Yusef}
The magic man
abra kedabra
from a dime piece to pieces of a dime bag lady
each package new baggage
implemented a tragic plan
a volunteer from the audience?
for the magic man
i opt/hopped????? my hat with natural flowers
she wanted work but wouldn't put in any actual hours
heard dude had the keys to supernatural powers
so she steered with this new guy who could Sue ply (supply)
that white tiger like sigfried and roy
indeed the boy
had that sweet street magic like David Blaine
and she made it plain, if i had any advice
that could save her
i could just save it man
and i can't understand that baby
she said you ain't no Houdini
aah! i know i ain't
i am an artist that can help you escape
do y'all feel it?
or is it cold just in here?
for his next trick
Ta Da! He made her soul disappear.
Magic man...
{Chorus}
i am the magic man
(got the world in his hands...world in his hands)
I am the magic man
(got the world in his hands...world in his hands)
Is anybody out there?
Is anybody out there?
Is anybody out there?
{Common}
Magic man...
Wallah she knew that i was into the stars
i didn't have to tip her she was into my bars
a tender, slender as the pictures you remember
when you were younger you wonder how she get from under
the sheets. She do a trick and keep it discreet
she wore a mink (?) fuck a rabbit just to keep the mystique
high like the magic frank(?) had in the streets
in the sweetest way, her status and her habit did meet (?)
kinda tragic to see, this young woman cut in half
thought she was the one, but she couldn't do the math
in a flash, so fast, i watched her ass disappear
he had Game pull a quarter from the back of her ear
and macked in her ear and played with her dreams
in a world where everything ain't the way that it seems
under his spell, she let any Dave cop a feel (Copperfield)
i tried to tell the girl the magic man is not for real
(magic man)
{Chorus}
i am the magic man
(got the world in his hands...world in his hands)
I am the magic man
(got the world in his hands...world in his hands)
Is anybody out there?
Is anybody out there?
Is anybody out there?
{John Legend}
(He's got the whole world in his hand) x 4
He's got Natasha in his hand
He's got Stephanie in his hand
He's got Jessica in his hand
He's got the whole world in his hand
He's got your old girl in his hand
He's got your new girl in his hand
He's got your next girl in his hand
[Frank Ocean]
Sweet King Martin
Sweet Queen Coretta
Sweet Brother Malcolm
Sweet Queen Betty
Sweet Mother Mary
Sweet Father Joseph, Sweet Jesus
We made it in America
Sweet Baby Jesus, ooooh
Oh sweet baby Jesus
We made it in America
Oh, Sweet Baby Jesus, We made it in America
Sweet Baby Jesus, ooooh
Oh, Sweet Baby Jesus, We made it in America
[Verse 1 - Kanye West]
I told my mama I was on the come up
She said “you going to school I’ll give you a summer”
Then she met NO ID and gave me his number
10 years later she driving a Hummer
Niggas hustle every day for a beat from Ye
What I do? Turn around gave them beats to Jay
And I’m rapping on the beat they was supposed to buy
I guess I’m getting high off my own supply
Downtown mixing fabrics trying to find the magic
Started a little blog just to get some traffic
Old folks’ll tell you not to play in traffic
A million hits and the web crashes – damn!
South Park had them all laughing
Now all my niggas designing and we all swaggin’
Ignore the critics just to say we did it
This ain’t no fashion show, motherf-cker, we live it
[Hook]
[Verse 2 - Jay-Z]
I pledge allegiance, uh, to my Grandma
For that banana pudding, our piece of Americana
Our apple pie was supplied through Arm & Hammer
Straight out the kitchen, shh don’t wake Nana!
Built a republic, that still stands
I’m trying to lead a nation, to leave to my little man’s
Or my daughter, so I’m boiling this water
The scales was lopsided, I’m just restoring order
Hold up, here comes grandma, what’s up YaYa?
What’s that smell? Oh I’m just boiling some aqua
No papa, bad Santa
The streets raised me, pardon my bad manners
I got my liberty, chopping grams up
Street justice, I pray God understand us
I pledge allegiance to all the scramblers
This is the Star Spangled Banner
I'm not lovin' you the way I wanted to
What I had to do, had to run from you
I'm in love with you but the vibe is wrong
And that haunted me all the way home
So you never know, never never know
Never know enough, 'til it's over, love
'Til we lose control, system overload
Screamin', "No, no, no, n-no!?
I'm not lovin' you the way I wanted to
See I wanna move but can't escape from you
So I keep it low, keep a secret code
So everybody else don't have to know
So keep your love locked down, your love locked down
Keepin' your love locked down, your love locked down
I keep your love locked down, your love locked down
I keep your love locked down, you lose
I'm not lovin' you the way I wanted to
I can't keep my cool, so I keep it true
I got somethin' to lose, so I gotta move
I can't keep myself and still keep you too
So I keep in mind when I'm on my own
Somewhere far from home, in the danger zone
How many times did I tell ya ?for it finally got through?
You lose, you lose
I'm not lovin' you the way I wanted to
See I had to go, see I had to move
No more wastin' time, you can't wait for life
We're just racin? time, where's the finish line?
So keep your love locked down, your love locked down
Keepin' your love locked down, your love locked down
I keep your love locked down, your love locked down
I keep your love locked down, you lose
I'm not lovin' you the way I wanted to
I bet no one knew, I got no one new
Know I said I'm through, but got love for you
But I'm not lovin' you the way I wanted to
Gotta keep it goin', keep the lovin' goin'
Keep it on a roll, only God knows
If I be with you, baby I'm confused
You choose, you choose
I'm not lovin' you the way I wanted to
Where I wanna go, I don't need you
I've been down this road, too many times before
I'm not lovin' you the way I wanted to
So keep your love locked down, your love locked down
Keepin' your love locked down, your love locked down
I keep your love locked down, your love locked down
I keep your love locked down, you lose
You lose, you lose, you lose, you lose
Featuring: Charlie Wilson, Swizz Beatz
[Swizz Beatz]
This is something special
This is something new
This is something special
This is something new
[Chalrie Wilson]
Lord Lord Lord
[Mos Def]
The power of observation
marvells and frights, its strange delights
attributes, properties, disciplines and novelties
ecstatic patterns in the calender design
wilderness tours guided by and for the blind
cool rulers standing still sweating through the shade
who knew those lights only grew bright to fame
dead wrong pageantry lottery and games
slight of hand provided by extravagant and fake
the carnival till bell will hustle for the age
they clutch what they covet but what must they give away
who was uninvited who was asked to come and stay
surprise it's your life its your business anyway so please
pardonly and such curious minds
peace safe passage, precious time
hither and gone, the day of days
(?) this tiny stone illuminated by a star far gone
only star so large, many more
to make our largest star show small
furthermore the end is not the end no stop but I'm pausing
what we can witness is all that isn't all
(?) scotch and pork chops
the passion, expansion the order of the random
see the dreamers see the sleepers
(?) sweet jesus and life on Earth
seek heaven first
let put in this work
[Charlie Wilson]
Lord Lord lord
Lord Lord lord
This is something special
This is something new
[Kanye West]
Her heels set the mood
where did you acquire those are liars
when I met you I heard Jesus bells, strings and a choir
I got lines better than n-ggas albums, plural
king of the urban make your sh-t sound rural
she said I hit it so deep she need an epidural
them other n-ggas have you looking like a squirrel
and thats nuts, I only hang around with white boys that like black sluts.
tell em Plain Pat yo that track sucks
we aint dissin' you between the position you play something for us to listen to
I'm tryin' to worry about my scratch minus the crabs
I aint stopping for you n-ggas like yellow cabs
i got scripts so why we need a movie
and if I'm a douche than put me in your coochie
I swear they should have never gave these n-ggas loosely
and excuse me if I'm trapped by the boobies
boobie trap, holla back
[Swizz Beatz]
AK on the lap like whats that
clik clak
this is something special
this is something new
All white Bentley I call that momma
my life crazy like Obama's
you talk slick well I'm Osama
Bin Laden, whats happenin' I get it crackin'
all black carpet, Ima rich yeah
its gonna take you a couple years to get this here
thank AP while they thank me
and I'd be mad too if you aint me
call me Mr D's or Mister boss
see me riding clean in a Rolls Royce
n-ggas talking funny that's old money
n-ggas looking crazy but they acting funny
nowadays rappers, they like bloggers
you see me I'ma a bank (?)
coming through your hood and I brings trucks
with 25?s on it like what the f-ck
hundred feet and better why they f-ck you stick
paparzzi on the water, why the f-ck you stick
my face got the f-ck you pricks
my beats go hard like f-ck you d-cks
pourin' champagne damn thing
sit there rockin' sway n-gga in the damn ring
aint a damn thing, money aint a damn thing
ask Yeezy and most we do the god damn thing
get down to the precious lovers
[Chorus]
[Raekwon]
Ayo open glass on my fingers
I sit back like I'm caged but still cakin'
my n-ggas is hatin'
it's like being in the livest Lambo in the hood
you a piece of steak I'd rather be that than some bacon
every project is a throne, only just bigger stones they throw
that why I wear a big hat and roll weed
gone if you don't know where you came or when you came
all you know is weed and cocaine
non believers no game
I'm zooted down, rollin' a spliff
maxin' flamin' like wheres the attraction
I'm son he's attracted
guaranteed to service the real n-ggas
or cruisin' in a Volvo
duffy for dolo
puffy polo
that blow house is where I reside
live amongst fiends, countin' currency hittin' blunts
only to hear the door rumble
grab the four hope it aint the law
or maybe some n-gga tryna score
[Charlie Wilson]
Lord Lord Lord
Lord Lord Lord
Lord Lord Lord
[Pusha T]
Re-Up Gang Pusha
(Looking for trouble, trouble, trouble)
But you found it muthaf-cker
All I see is black roses, drug dealer poses
Shoveling that devil’s angel up they noses
Never let jail turn my shine into Moses
Couldn’t cleanse my soul with them civil rights sposes
Panoramic roof, under glass like a coaster
Backseat driver, racial slurs at the chauffeur
Killian loafers, Mikimoto chokes her
Photo-op this priceless, frame our wanted posters
The audacity, war brings casualty
Bitch have my son before I face that tragedy
Ugh, I order hits, she orders mahi
R.I.P. Vivian Blake, shout out the shower posse
Gone!!!
(You seek out problems)
(Looking for trouble, trouble, trouble)
But you found it m-therf-cker
[Kanye West]
I’m here, it’s the misogyny
Bad bitches massaging me
Sometimes we lowered our standards at the colleges
So please don’t judge me, ugh, for the following
Fat bitches swallowing, skinny bitches modeling
Take of that Givenchy and let’s get raunchy
I have your face looking all Captain Cruncy
The devil stay testing
’cause when you chase the pussy it’s a sin
But if it falls in your lap it’s a blessing
Soon as I got salad, I spent it all on dressing
French, to be exact, that Balmain was impressive
Had used the main leathers (leathers, leathers, leathers)
[Cyhi The Prynce]
Cyhi, Cyhi, Yeah
Boy, we looking for trouble
Maybe if we wasn’t black then we wouldn’t have struggled
Player, all I got is trap n-ggas and crooks in my huddle
They cook and I smuggle
Got twenty pounds of kush in the duffle
So I’m running through them circles,
Boy I’m looking like Knuckles
Look at my knuckles, got the hook in ’cause n-ggas was looking
I’ve tooken some whoopings, so trust me, dog I’m good for a scuffle
Don’t be mad I whooped your ass ’cause I’ve tooken a couple
Feds asking n-ggas questions but I wouldn’t rebuttal
‘cause I’m Jake Gyllenhaal, I’m in the hood with the bubble
With a tall model broad like I took her from Russell
Didn’t play the cards I was dealt, I made the dealer re-shuffle
Royal Flush, so kiss my royal nuts
Ain’t nothing silver spooned, I came from the soil, bruh
But now I’m eating off of rather yellow gold
Exquisite ravioli with some happy yellow hoes
But don’t get it confused when I rap these mellow flows
‘cause all my Titos got bricks like a yellow road
[Big Sean]
GOOD, I do it
B.I.G. Sean Don n-gga
(But you found it mutherf-cker)
Bitch
I’m in, that no-smoke sec’ rolling motherf-cking ounces
Marijuana mountains, drinks you’re not pronouncing
Three chains on, I don’t need no bouncers
Nothing less than a G stack’s in my trousers
(Boy)
New double-D’s smashed in her blouses
F-ck a hotel, my n-gga we rent houses (houses)
My n-gga, we rent houses
So many wedding rings lost in them couches
I’m just a Westside lover
I leave females in my sheets and all my feelings in a rubber
This is showtime, showtime, boy
I hope you set the DVR
Stacking money face to face, dish it, look like CPR
‘Ye invited me a seat to sit at the throne
So now I’m snapping like yo’ ass just finished a poem
Does he sound like ‘Ye, Jay, or Drizzy Drake?
Meanwhile, I’m chilling with all these n-ggas, counting all this money you ain’t
Consider yourself lucky to see a legend before the prime
A killer before the crime, a BIG before the Dime
Greet me wit a middle finger when you see me
It’s cool, ’cause I can’t see yo’ ass from this side of the TV muthaf-cker
[J. Cole]
Hey, Cole World, make way for the chosen one
What you now hear is putting fear in all the older ones
Down played me to downgrade me like they don’t notice son
Your shoes too big too fill? I can barely squeeze my toes in ‘em
F-cking hoes while teaching n-ggas to hold your sons
This the rap Moses, scratch that, Mary and Joseph’s son
High as f-ck with a cold flow and a loaded gun
Never say I’m better than Hov, but I’m the closest one
Heard you looking for trouble, what, I’m supposed to run?
Yo’ bitch invited me inside her, ain’t I supposed to cum?
Got n-ggas that’ll blow your tee off, put a hole in one
Now you outside of heaven’s gate, fronting like you know someone
Talking hard, but y’all still ain’t push me
They say you are what you eat, and I still ain’t pussy
F-ck it, everybody can get it
When you’re this hot, everybody’s a critic
But when you’re this high everybody’s a midget
All this mean mugging from n-ggas that mean nothing
Could it be my position is one that you dreamed of?
Went from quarter to broke to half past rich
With my badass bitch
And you don’t want no problems on some math class sh-t
So check the young genius out
F-ck the World, bust a nut, and let my semen sprout
I thought that real sh-t is what you been fiending ’bout
What you been praying for? What you been screaming ’bout?
[Kanye West]Back when they thought pink polo's would hurt the Roc,
Before Cam got the shit to pop, the doors was closed.
I felt like Bad Boy's street team, I couldn't work the Lox (locks).
Now let's go.
Take 'em back to the plan...
Me and my momma hopped in the U-Haul van.
Any pessimists I ain't talked to them,
Plus, I ain't have no phone in my apartment.
Let's take 'em back to the club.
Least about an hour I would stand on line,
I just wanted to dance.
I went to Jacob an hour after I got my advance.
I just wanted to shine.
Jay's favorite line: "Dog, in due time"
Now he look at me, like "Damn, dog, you where I am"
A hip hop legend.
I think I died in an accident, cause this must be heaven.
[Kanye West]They say your attitude determines your latitude
I'm high as a motherfucker - fly as a motherfucker
And still the motherfucker you love to hate
But can't - because you love what I make
Now ain't - that about a bitch
That Imma talk shit until I'm out of hits
They say your attitude determines your latitude
I'm high as a motherfucker - fly as a motherfucker
And still the motherfucker you love to hate
But can't - because you love what I make
[Drake]But it's another story over here at Drake's house
'Cause I'm dripped up and I'm drapped out
And I'm lean back
Scoping
Looking for a woman that I should wife
Who got just the right amount of loyalty
Yeah but is still anticipating us living the good life
We go LA, VA
NY, TO
Sunshine in that heat stroke
And them fur hoods in that deep snow
We have breakfast in the bedroom
Break bread downstairs in the basement
I took my lifestyle from mediocre to good and now I
say it's sittin at amazing'
Girls tryin sell a whole lobby of us
Hear em all screamin then it's probably is
But I can't blame females,
females can't really ignore something this obvious
What you really expect when I strut through town
Two or three days I shut you down
[Kanye West]They say your attitude determines your latitude
I'm high as a motherfucker - fly as a motherfucker
And still the motherfucker you love to hate
But can't - because you love what I make
Now ain't - that about a bitch
That Imma talk shit until I'm out of hits
They say your attitude determines your latitude
I'm high as a motherfucker - fly as a motherfucker
And still the motherfucker you love to hate
But can't - because you love what I make
[Lupe Fiasco]guess who's on third?
Lupe still like Lupin the Third.
Hear life here till I'm beer on the curb
Peach fuzz buzz but beard on the verge
Slow it down like we're on the syrup
Bottle-shaped body like Mrs. Butterwerf
But, before you say another word,
I'm back on the block like I'm layin on the street.
I'm trying to stop lying like a Mum-Ra,
But I'm not lying when I'm laying on the beat.
Engarde, Touché Lupe cool as the Unthawed,
But I still feel as possessed as a gun charge.
I come as correct as a porn star,
In a fresh pair of steps and my best foreign car.
In a fresh pair of steps and my best foreign car.
[Kanye West]They say your attitude determines your latitude
I'm high as a motherfucker - fly as a motherfucker
And still the motherfucker you love to hate
But can't - because you love what I make
Now ain't - that about a bitch
That Imma talk shit until I'm out of hits
They say your attitude determines your latitude
I'm high as a motherfucker - fly as a motherfucker
And still the motherfucker you love to hate
I'll be late for that, baby, I'll wait for that
If you had a taste of that, you'd probably pay for that
I'm comin' in when I feel like
To turn this muh'fucker up only if it feels right
I'll be late for that, I can't wait for that
I think I was made for that
So I'm comin' in when I feel like
To turn this muh'fucker up only if it feels right
Stop all your blood cleat cryin', I was flyin'
Made it to school with barely 'nuff time to sign in
Yeah, I hear the alarm, yeah, I hear you mom
Yeah, yeah, I don't wan' be broke when I'm thirty-one
They said the best classes go to the fastest
Sorry Mr. West there's no good classes and that's what yo' ass get
Not even electives? Not even prerequits?
You mean I missed my major by a couple of seconds?
Now I'm in the shop class or the basket weavin'
With all the rest of the muh'fuckers underachievin'
Man, this is a insult
I went to junior high with all of them and they been slow
If I can catch the beat then slow down the tempo
Just notice at the end if I'm too late for the intro
Will I make it from the student loans to a Benz-O?
Like old folks pissin', I guess it all, oh, oh
(Depends)
Stop, you're cryin', baby
I'll be late for that, baby, I'll wait for that
If you had a taste of that, you'd probably pay for that
I'm comin' in when I feel like
To turn this muh'fucker up only if it feels right
I'll be late for that, I can't wait for that
I think I was made for that
So I'm comin' in when I feel like
To turn this muh'fucker up only if it feels right
You know when you be late you miss all the lights
That's right, that's right
(That's right, that's right)
And when you get back she gon' start up a fight
That night, that night
(That night)
Baby, it's too late for that, lately I've been takin' it slow
Try and make it to the party 'fore the guest list close
With the freshest hoes, the professors know
We about to get real unprofessional
Like them Eskimos, what would you do for a Klondike?
Or two dykes that look Christina Milian like
Hmm, I'll be on time for that
I ain't thought of no line that could rhyme with that
Yo, I'll be there in five minutes, five hours later
I'll be there in five minutes, go 'head ride with it
I'm so live with it, look how I did it
Been bullshittin' but I finally arrived with it
I know it's late and I took all year
But you can stop complainin', 'cause I'm finally here, yeah
I'll be late for that, I'll be late for that
Kanye West
Uh oh man, uh oh
1985 white Lamborghini Countach, 2 of em
I need a slow motion video right now
Cuz im moving in (slow motion, slow motion)
Feelin' like Hype Williams shooting a nigga
Shooting a nigga, hey hey hey
I need a slow motion video right now ay ay
Damn baby p-ssy can't be your only hustle
Unless you bad as Naomi Russell
I mean a lot of n*ggas got money
So basically, Russell ain't the only Russell
Russell Brand, Russell Crow
Zero Zero Zero Zero, a whole lot of 0's
What you after, actor money?
You in line behind currency, yeah you after money
Bullet proof condom when I'm in these h*es
Got staples on my d**k (why) f*ckin' centerfolds
And I swear to God they so cold
Got a ni**a in Miami wearing winter clothes
I got my fur on feelin' like Jerome
She got her fur too, we get our his and her on
Don't look at the jewelry, or get your blurr on
Too close, you comatose so dope you overdose
Get back, you overclose
Oh no, the hood was strugglin'
But then I blessed them with that Polo
Ni**as was making music and then my first solo...
Collo Drolo sponsored by Manolo
She got Zeppi Notos ready for some photos
Yeah and I'm cold b**ch, please try to keep the door closed
Lanvin thousand dollar tee with no logos
Let me show you what I see when my eyes closed
Jay-Z (Kanye West)
Take it how you want til a ni**a dead
(Til then I'm the illest motherf***er alive)
Whole world aiming at a ni**a head
(Because I'm the illest mother***er alive)
Jay-Z
King Hov, I'm exactly what the f**k you think
11 in a row, Bill Russell rings, Michael Jordan swag
Yall think Michael Jordan bad
Nigga I got a 5 more rings than Michael Jordan had
Elvis has left the building now I'm on the Beatles ass
Ni**as hear Watch The Throne, yeah it's like the Beatles back Bey Bey my Yoko Ono, Rih Rih complete the family
Imagine how that's gon look front row at the Grammys
F**k your awards like Eddie Murphy's couch
The Roc is in the building we should have stayed in the house
I don't even know what we doing here
Seems to me a complete waste of gear
Just a f***in waste of time, a complete waste of bottles
Ni**as fashion is weak, they be wastin' all the models
Got the oversized Rolley let me show the how to do it
When I say it then you see, it ain't only in the music Basquiats, Warhols serving as my muses
My house like a museum, so I see em when I'm peeing
Usually you have this much taste you European
That's the end of that way of thinking, ni**a never again
Know when to leave when the heat is coming, I learned that
This is where DiNero would be if he ain't turn back
F**k Sosa, this Hova this is real life
This is what the ending of Scarface should feel like
Kanye West
I need a slow motion video right now
Cause I'm moving in slow motion slow motion
Feelin' like Hype Williams shooting a nigga
shooting a nigga hey hey hey
Some glad morning when this life is over,
I'll fly away.
To a home on God's celestial shore,
I'll fly away.
I'll fly away, O Glory,
I'll fly away.
When I die, Hallelujah, bye and bye,
I'll fly away.
When the shadows of this life have flown,
I'll fly away.
Like a bird thrown, driven by the storm,
I'll fly away.
I'll fly away, O Glory,
I'll fly away.
When I die, Hallelujah, bye and bye,
I'll fly away.
Just a few more weary days and then,
I'll fly away.
To a land where joy shall never end,
I'll fly away.
I'll fly away, O Glory,
I'll fly away.
When I die, Hallelujah, bye and bye,
Find your dreams come true
And I wonder if you know
What it means, what it means
And I wonder if you know
What it means, what it means
And I wonder if you know
What it means to find your dreams
I've been waitin' on this my whole life
These dreams be wakin' me up at night
You say I think I'm never wrong
You know what, maybe you're right, aight?
And I wonder if you know
What it means, what it means
And I wonder if you know
What it means to find your dreams
You say he get on your fuckin' nerves
You hope that he get what he deserves, word
Do you even remember what the issue is?
You just tryin' to find where the tissue is
You can still be who you wish you is
It ain't happen yet and that's what the intuition is
When you hop back in the car, drive back to the crib
Run back to they arms
The smokescreens, the chokes and the screams
You ever wonder what it all really mean
And I wonder if you know
What it means, what it means
And I wonder if you know
What it means to find your dreams
And I'm back on my grind
A psychic read my lifeline
Told me in my lifetime
My name would help light up the Chicago skyline
And that's what I'm
Seven o'clock, that's prime time
Heaven'll watch, God callin' from the hotlines
Why He keep givin' me hotlines?
I'm a star, how could I not shine?
How many ladies in the house?
How many ladies in the house without a spouse?
Somethin' in your blouse got me feelin' so aroused
What you about on that independent shit
Trade it all for a husband and some kids
You ever wonder what it all really mean
Ra ra ra ra ra ra... brrraaa
We go through too much bullshit just to mess with these drunk and hot girls
We go through too much bullshit just to mess with these drunk and hot girls
Looks like that mami can't buy everything up
(We go- through too- much bullshit- to mess- mess with- these drunk-
all of these drunk and hot girls)
Driving around town looking for the best spot for the
(Drunk and hot girls)
Up in the club look at here what we got some
(Drunk and hot girls)
Stop dancing with your girlfriend and come dance with me
Stop talking about your boyfriend since he is not me
Stop running up my tab cause these drinks is not free
You drunk and hot girl
We go through too much bullshit just to mess with these drunk and hot girls
We go through too much bullshit just to mess with these drunk and hot girls
(We go- through too- much bullshit- to mess- mess with- these all-
all of these drunk and hot girls)
I don't wanna drop your friends off, I just want you
(You drunk and hot girl)
You wanna sit down but we hit the drive thru
(You drunk and hot girl)
Please don't fall asleep baby we almost back
Please don't go up in the car we almost crash
Oh now you so good, howd I know you'd say that
You drunk an hot girl
We gon through too much bullshit just to mess with these drunk and hot girls
We go through too much bullshit just to mess with these drunk and hot girls
(We go- through too- much bullshit- to mess- mess with- these drunk-
all of these drunk and hot girls)
Lot of dangerous necessity that people seek without regard
To where they are,the human heart
is curious
above all things,
laa the lights are low
your eyes are bright
the music, makes it sweet delight
Its outta sight, I'm feeling right
your dress is tight
Ohhh waaaa oow, I want you right now
Don't tell me you sing,you bout to get a deal
(You drunk and hot girls)
Aaa aaa aa aa aa, that's how the f**k you sound
(You drunk and hot girl)
You only live once do
whatever you like
I thought I'd be with you for only one night
Now I'm with this girl for the rest of my life
That drunk and hot girl
We go through too much bullshit just to mess with these drunk and hot girls
(A lil sippy sippy)
We gon through too much bullshit just to mess with these drunk and hot girls
(Want a little whisky)
(We go- through too- much bullshit- to mess- mess with- these drunk-
all of these drunk and hot girls)
[Pusha T:]
Malice found religion, Tony found prison
I'm just tryna find my way out this fucking kitchen
A birdseye view got me channelling my vision
Turn one to two now my kilo's got a sibling
Father knows best, watch my hands are forgiven
We kicking up dust like the colosseum floors
Walls full of safe's like they mausoleum doors
Getting wet like she walking through my morgue
Grant's, Jackson's no room for George
Yeh, the fear of God's in you ma'fuckers
This art imitate my life
You WorldStarHipHop fame based off imitation white
Eliminate the fools ghouling imitation ice
My music for your soul, inspiration for your life
Every dime made in his life more disastrous
Help my young niggas see my way through the bachelors
While my old bitch went back to get her Masters
Same graduation I was clapping in the rafters
The truth hurts everytime it's revealed
What goes around comes around, this is lights ferris wheel
Grab hold and reverse the steering wheel as I parrallel park
Kentucky derby on the grill
The fact that I'm free let's me know God is great
Ten year marathon of me selling concentrate
These rappers talk crowns but I'd rather talk fear
Villian like candyman, say my name and I'll appear
No weapon formed against me shall prosper
A kuna matata, feet up sipping java
Strolling up the totem poll, what's my only problem
Scrolling through my Rolodex, who show up my toddler
So many hands raised as the band plays
I'm here now, watch how many plans change
[Kanye West:]
Penitentiary chances, the devil dances
And eventually answers to the call of Autumn
All of them fallin' for the love of ballin'
Got caught with 30 rocks, the cop look like Alec Baldwin
Inter century anthems based off inner city tantrums
Based off the way we was branded
Face it, Jerome get more time than Brandon
And at the airport they check all through my bag and tell me that it's random
But we stay winning, this week has been a bad massage
I need a happy ending and a new beginning
And a new fitted and some job opportunities that's lucrative
And sold your dreams, you don't know who did it
I treat the cash, the way the government treats aids
I won't be satisfied til all my niggas get it
I need more drinks and more lights
Hot American Apparal girl in just tights
She told the director she tryna get in a school
Told to take them glasses off and get in the pool
It's been a while since I watched the tube
It's like a crip said: "I got way too many blues for any more bad news"
I was looking at my resume feeling real fresh today
They rewrite history I don't believe in yesterday
What's a black beetle anyway, a... roach
I guess that's why they got me sitting in fucking coach
But God said I need a different approach
Cause people is looking at me like I'm sniffing coke
It ain't funny anymore try dipping jokes
Tell 'em hug and kiss my ass, x and o
Kiss the ring while they at it, do my thing while I'm got it
Play strings for the dramatic
And end all of that wack shh
Act like I ain't had a belt in two classes
I ain't got it I'm going after whoever who has it
I'm coming after whoever who has it
You blowing up, that's good, fantastic
That y'all, it's like that ya'll
I don't really give a fuck about it at all
Cause the same people that tried to black ball me
Forgot about 2 things, my black balls
Uh, I let you into my diary to admire me
The making of this man, I let you see the higher me
The self righteous drug dealer dichotomy
I'm drawing from both sides, I'm Siamese
The tug of war opens the door, entrada
Rip me apart and see what's inside this pinata
And rolling kilos in gym [?] is one saga
One chapter of black magic, I'm Harold potter
Feels like I'm doomed to dealing with women whom
Relationships with their fathers won't allow us to bloom
And blossom, I swear this Vegas nights was awesome
But adios I blow my own dice before I toss 'em, loss 'em
Some other ma'fuckers double crossed 'em
Tryna snatch my nigga back I blew a small fortune
Russell with the work, we was like the four horsemen
Rick Flair with the flame, I'm motherfucking Gorgeous, woah
As the gull wing doors lift, Karate Kid, crane kick, no Jaden Smtih
Whiter than the coke brush that they paint me with
Sunk leather seats softer than an angels kiss
But the devil red, tires double tread
I'm posting parks up. that gets me double head
Tight rope walking tryna keep a level head
The bright lights blind look what the devil did
Yeah
[Kanye West:]
It's hip hop, this is euphemism for a new religion
The soul music for the slaves that the youth is missing
This is more than just my road to redemption
Malcolm West had the whole nation standing to attention
As long as I'm in Polo's they think they got me
But they would try to crack me if they ever saw a black me
I thought I chose a field where they couldn't sack me
If a nigga ain't running shootin a jump shot running a track meet
But this pimp is, on the top of mount Olympus
Ready for the Worl's game, this is my Olympics
We make 'em say ho cause the game is so pimpish
Choke a southpark writer with a fishstick
And I assisted to get up offa this dick
And these drugs, fans can't resist it
Remember, remind of when they tried to have Ali enlisted
I think I just fell in love with a porn star
Turn the camera on, she a born star
Turn the corners in a foreign car
Call the coroners do the CPR
She gave that old nigga a ulcer
Her bitter sweet taste made his gold teeth fake, uh
Make her knees shake, make a priest faint, uh
Make a nun cum, make her cremate, uh
Move downtown, cop a sweet space, uh
Livin’ life like we won the sweepstakes, what!
We headin’ to hell for heaven’s sake, Huh!
Well I’mma levitate, make the devil wait, Yeah!
[Chorus]
Have you lost your mind?
Tell me when you think we crossed the line
No more drugs for me, pussy and religion is all I need
Grab my hand and baby we’ll live a hell of a life
Never in your wildest dreams, never in your wildest dreams
In your wildest
You could hear the loudest screams, comin’ from inside the screen
You a wild bitch
Tell me what I gotta do to be that guy
Said her price go down, she ever fuck a black guy
Or do anal, or do a gangbang
It’s kinda crazy that’s all considered the same thing
Well I guess alotta niggas do gang bang
And if we run trains, we all in the same gang
Runaway slaves all on a chain gang
Bang bang bang bang bang
[Chorus]
Have you lost your mind?
Tell me when you think we crossed the line
No more drugs for me, pussy and religion is all I need
Grab my hand and baby we’ll live a hell of a life
One day I’m gon’ marry a porn star
We’ll have a big ass crib and a long yard
We’ll have a mansion and some fly maids
Nothin’ to hide, we both screwed the bride’s maid
She wanna role play, ‘til I roll over
I’mma need a whole day, at least rolled doja
What party is we goin’ to on Oscar day
‘Specially if she can’t get that dress from Oscar de
La Renta, they wouldn’t rent her they couldn’t take the shame
Snatched the dress off her back and told her, “Get away.”
How could you say they live they life wrong?
When you never fuck with the lights on
[Chorus]
Have you lost your mind?
Tell me when you think we crossed the line
No more drugs for me, pussy and religion is all I need
Grab my hand and baby we’ll live a hell of a life
[Outro]
I think I fell in love with a porn star
And got married in a bathroom
Honeymoon on the dance floor
And got divorced by the end of the night
[Chorus]
In the night, i hear 'em talk,
the coldest story ever told.
somewhere far along this road, she lost her soul.
to a man so heartless..
how could you be so heartless? oh.. how could you be so heartless.
[Verse 1]
How could you be so, cold as the winter wind when it breeze yo.
just remember that you talkin' to me though.
you know need to watch the way you talkin' to me yo. i mean after all the things that we've been through.
i mean after all the things we got into.
hey yo, i know of some things that you aint told me.
hey yo, i did some things but that's the old me.
and now you wanna get me back and you goin' show me.
so you walk around like you dont know me.
you got a new friend, well i got homies.
but in the end it's still so lonely.
[Chorus]
In the night, i hear 'em talk,
the coldest story ever told.
somewhere far along this road, she lost her soul.
to a man so heartless..
how could you be so heartless? oh.. how could you be so heartless.
[Verse 2]
How could be so Dr. Evil, you bringin' out the side of me that i dont know..
i decided we weren't goin' speak so.
why we up 3 A.M. on the phone.
why does he be so mad at me fo'.
homie i dont know, he's hot and cold.
i wont stop, i wont mess my groove up
cause i already know how this thing go.
YOU RUN AND TELL YOUR FRIENDS THAT YOU LEAVING ME
they say that they dont see what you see in me.
you wait a couple months then you gon' see.
you'll never find nobody better than me.
[Chorus]
In the night, i hear 'em talk,
the coldest story ever told.
somewhere far along this road, she lost her soul.
to a man so heartless..
how could you be so heartless? oh.. how could you be so heartless.
[Verse 3]
Talkin', talkin', talkin', talk
baby lets just knock it off
they dont know what we been through
they dont know 'bout me and you
so i got something new to see
and you just gon' keep hatin' me
and we just gon' be enemies
i know you cant believe
i could just leave it wrong
and you cant make it right
im gon' take off tonight
into the night..
[Chorus]
In the night, i hear 'em talk,
the coldest story ever told.
somewhere far along this road, she lost her soul.
to a man so heartless..
(first of all, this song right here got...)
You say what is it that you want?
(...a long ass intro)
You got everything that a woman could ever need in life
(you got everything)
You got a closet full of minks, Chinchilla
(you got beats from Kanye)
I got a bureau full of diamonds
(what else ya need?)
I can change four times a day if I want to
You even tryin' to eat lobster and drink champagne
Now you know that ain't your roots
For you strictly a collard green and cornbread bit
Now you know if anybody know it I know
But since you feel like that this evening
Sit down (know what?) and drink some champagne with me
And let me rap to you
[Verse 1: Kanye West]
You'll never catch me in that baby momma Benz again
I'm pushin' a G5
All the girls sayin' that his hair look Indian
And ain't never seen him and MCM
Now I don't like fake boobies but I'd do it to Lil'
Kim (yes I would)
We gon' roll this weed
We gon' play like Sonny Bono and hit these trees soon as we get alone
I'm doin' these beats for pro bono soon as we get to bone
Now she like a lotta clothes, I like to see her out of 'em
She got a lot exposed, pump up the volume
Pump up the volume, dance, dance
Don't give Kanye a chance
Cuz I'm a Gemini with two sides and two rides
Y'all talkin' business, I'm peepin' her thighs
Look, I'm tryin' to hit that back end 'fore I get that back in
Called Trina and "Do she need that beat tracked again?"
[Hook: Kanye West]
Cuz I came back for you
To show you that I'm workin' with a little somethin'
And we get the session pumpin'
See I came back for you
Cuz any rap chick that look half nice
I'm givin' 'em half price
[Verse 2: Kanye West]
Back when Eve went with Steve before she had her weave
I was sendin' beat tapes like you wouldn't believe
Back when Foxy had a group with Nas and AZ
The way she looked on "Chyna Doll", I woulda did them beats for free
Cuz only recently I been gettin' a decent fee
The checks I got from D Dot was just teasin' me
I bought somw earrings like Baby that may be fake
But at least it got girls callin' me 'Babycakes'
Now maybe Kay can hit 'em or Nas with Lazy K
And lady may, maybe hey
You're lookin' all thick and sweet
You need a nigga that can give you dick and beats
So go and get Angie and tell her
[Hook: Kanye West]
I came back for you
To show you that I'm workin' with a little somethin'
And we get the session pumpin'
See I came back for you
Cuz any rap chick that look half nice
I'm givin' 'em half price
[Outro: Kanye]
Got a two for head sale
Send, send headshots first though
Will you beat tapes for who? Oh Trina?
Oh I'm be right there, I'm right there
I'll be the- I'll be in studio in five minutes
Yo yo, she said she want her ass look gushy wet
I told her all I need is my back end check
I told her to-
Kanye West
Turn my headphones up
Louder
Uh-huh, uh-huh
(What you need, what, what you need)
(What you need, what, what you need)
Oh (I got what you need)
LOLOLOL to White America, assassinate my character
Money matrimony, yeah, they tryna break the marriage up
Who gon’ act phonier? Who gon’ try to embarrass ya?
I’ma need a day off, I think I’ll call Ferris up
Jay-Z
Bueller had a Mueller, but I switched it for a Mille
‘Cause I’m richer, and prior to this shit was movin’ freebase
Kanye West (Jay-Z)
Had a conference with the DJs (Yeah), Puerto Rico three-days
(Parlay with them GDs, now they got our shit on replay)
Sorry I’m in pajamas, but I just got off the PJ
And last party we had, they shut down Prive
(Ain’t that where the Heat play?) Yep (Niggas hate ballers these days)
Ain’t that like LeBron James? (Ain’t that just like D-Wade)
(Wait)
(What you need, what, what you need)
(I got what you need, what, what you)
(What you need, what, what you need)
(I got what you need)
(Wassup, wassup, wassup, wassup)
Jay-Z (Kanye West)
Wassup, ma’fucka, where my money at?
You gon’ make me come down to your house where yo’ mummy at
Mummy wrap the kids, have ‘em cryin’ for they mummy back
Dummy that your daddy is, tell ‘em I just want my racks
(Racks on racks on racks) Racks
(Maybachs on bachs on bachs on bachs on bachs) Who in that?
(Oh shit, it’s just blacks on blacks on blacks)
(Hundred stack) How you get it? (Nigga, layin’ raps on tracks)
I wish I could give you this feelin’, I’m planking on a million
I’m riding through yo’ hood, you can bank I ain’t got no ceiling
(Made a left on Nostrand Ave.) Right (We in Bed Stuy)
Made a right on 79th, I’m coming down South Shore Drive
(I remain Chi-town) Brooklyn ‘til I die
(Take ‘em on home, take ‘em on home…)
(Take ‘em on home, take ‘em on home…)
(I got what you need, what, what you need)
(Take ‘em on home)
(What you need, what, what you need)
(I got what you need, what, what you need)
(Take ‘em on home, take ‘em on home…)
(Take ‘em on home, take ‘em on home…)
Look at the way you look
You flyer than fly waz
You do what I doe's
Ya body is far away & i'm
Tryin be ya tourist
Would call yah sexy but you got
To much class for that so im'ma
Just say Gorgeous
Look at the way you look
You flyer than fly waz
You do what I doe's
Ya body is far away & i'm
Tryin be ya tourist
Would call yah sexy but you got
To much class for that so im'ma
Just say Gorgeous
(Kanye West)
Giva fuck, what you thank cuz i'm killing em
Drink's i'm spilling em
Doing the dam thang, wit the Lui shampagne
Life is a beach but look what the sand brang's
Pullin mo' bitches than old people & ham strang's
I'm something like a hundred dolla bill when you on't
Spend nothing, I can't change unless I met that
Special chick who's alway's around me
Something like my neckalace & don't eva try
Ta clown me that's why you on da special list
Had my heart from the start you myy specialist
Baby girl you gorgeous like them marblefloor's is
You picture perfect so I put you right by my side
Where the award's is ya Kelly from Saved By The Bell
& my swagga's on Morris
Look at the way you look
You flyer than fly waz
You do what I doe's
Ya body is far away & i'm
Tryin be ya tourist
Would call yah sexy but you got
To much class for that so im'ma
Just say Gorgeous
(DRAKE)
I been drilling that pussy like dentist pain's
Love the way you make the ball's go back & forth
Like a tennis game, the chemistry is wonderful
And might I finish sayin there's a coup full
Of love in this hour glass so drop ya minute mane
(Yeah) so tell him how he dead to you like ah
Casket row, cigar flang's girl you just gotta let the ashes go
Sometime's you on't wanna rain on people's parade
But then you have to snow, cuz most of the time they just
Wan't that thang that's after O, (Yeah) but I be lying if I said
I didn't wan't it & you would be to cause you wouldn't have flan't
It, I remember when you didn't condone it, now you alway's the first one
To admit that you wan't it, you soo gorgeous alway's down to ride like my
Porches if sex is a entrance then i'm knocking where ya door is cuz I
Got nothing but love for you just because
Look at the way you look
You flyer than fly waz
You do what I doe's
Ya body is far away & i'm
Tryin be ya tourist
Would call yah sexy but you got
To much class for that so im'ma
I'm not sure anymore, more
Who is knocking at my door, door
All the faces that I know
You make them sunny and new
I don't wanna say goodbye to you
So I'll just say good night to you
My people, no goodbyes to you
I'm just gonna say good night
Right now I can see it so vivid
Like it was just yesterday like I could relieve it
Me and my grandparents on a field tried-ip
And I'm the little kid tryna touch the exhibits
But it'll fade before I get to get a hold of that
Man I wish I could stop time like a photograph
Every joke that they told I'd know to laugh
Man, man I wouldn't let a moment pass
What do it mean when you dream that you fallin'
What do it mean when you dream that you ballin'
What do it mean when you never dream at all then
And you don't really know cause you can't recall them
It's sorta fly you get a chance to say hi to
People you never got a chance to say bye to
Maybe you could pull em up outta your dreams
Into real life, if you try to
So close, but so far and so far, no cigar
We can't dwell on the day PAST all we got is today
So I'mma live like there's no tomorrow
No goodbye
I don't wanna say goodbye to you
So I'll just say good night to you
My people, no goodbyes to you
I'm just gonna say good night
Uh, to you
If I part my heart will live through you
Dream beautiful and unusual
Wake up like everyday new to you
Stay true to you, a hood musical
My art will live through you
Dream beautiful and unusual
Wake up like everyday new to you
Stay true to you, a hood musical
I don't wanna say goodbye to you
So I'll just say good night to you
My people, no goodbyes to you
I'm just gonna say good night
I'm not sure anymore, more
Who is knocking at my door, door
All the faces that I know
(Kanye West)
Party people in the place to be
You are now in the midst of a real MC
Throw your hands in the air if you real as me
Oooooooooooh
(Kid Cudi)
Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready
(Kanye)
Such an easy mornin’, we on a ride
And I’m feelin’ smooth as the way the Benz drive
Turn the radio down if they playin’ that bullshit
They don’t want black people to think at trial
He think he live
(Common)
He think he live, he think he cold
He think I’m high, I’m in thinker mode
Eyes low’d, I let the skies hold the thoughts
The streets are like the high road that I go across
(Kanye)
I mean, my whole team ’bout to smash the streets
The Phillip Lim remind them that it’s Fashion Week
And the weather wasn’t barely hot
Did I mention that the sweater was a Jeremy Scott?
Did I mention G.O.O.D. Music, yeah, forever we hot
Motherfucker, are you ready or not?
Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready
Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready
(This goes out to the hardcore hip-hop)
(Can’t stop! Yooou can’t stop!)
(This goes out to the allcore hip-hop)
(Can’t stop! Yooou can’t stop!)
(Pusha T)
As ‘Ye flips the piano
The mood swings like the change of a channel
He’s heating up like they wrapped him in flannel
Sellin’ kilos through your iPod nano
Cocaine vandal, I induct scandal
Money drive you crazy, look at Marbury’s handle
Vaseline face, reminiscent of my tires
Ice cream paint job, somethin’ like Breyers
Euro tank top, Dior inspired
Sell it to you hard, no assembly required
(Eyuck!) I’m 2012 in 2010
Which makes this a time machine, not just any Benz
Floss for the members of the gang with 28
While haters wish death ‘pon me, that’s many men
Yeah, and if you slaim you on your paper route
Stop talkin’, motherfucker, pull your paper out
Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready
Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready
(Big Sean)
Now tell me, do it feel good? Well, all right
Don’t worry, we gon’ be here all night
And you know a nigga rep that Westside (Westside!)
Westside, Westside!
So te-te-tell who the freshest of ‘em all?
They claimin’ that they fresh, they ain’t fresher than my balls
A nigga seen the fresh like I’m headed to the fall
MC hunting season, putting heads up on the wall
I sneak peeked ahead while we headed to the loft
Man, I always thought with the head inside my drawers
I guess that’s why in school, my grades went from As to Bs to Cs
All over double Ds, I be absent all week
This is for my niggas, all the ones I ride for
Man, that’s the fam, we let ‘em in through the side door
Hold on: That’s the girl you gave a wedding ring?
Man, me and my niggas nutted on her everything
(Charlie Wilson)
And let me hear you say ahhhh
Va-va-va-va-va-va
Va-va-va-va-va-va
Let me hear you say ahhhh
Va-va-va-va-va-va
Va-va-va-va-va-va
(Kanye)
Ay, we promised
Now put your hands up to the sky
Until the day in that we die
And we’ll be here all evenin’
G.O.O.D. Fridays, I hope you have a nice weekend
Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready
Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready
Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready
Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready
Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
[ Consequence ]
Good morning America, good morning to Erica
Who gave me good head while watching good morning America
And good day New York, have a good day in court
My niggaz drive around the hood looking for good yay' to snort
I never liked the goodbyes, always caught a good vibe
Always had a good time, could always spot a good guy
From a good guy, look alive, look alive, look or try
You know that old saying what they say about good guys
I bet that's why I went bad, needed all my chips bad
Fiends needed it bad, started hittin liq' bad
Had to get that work off before that shit went bad
If not, it gets bad, and things will only get bad
So now I'm getting bad skin, and I got that badge and
Tellin me them bastards, don't catch a bad break
Caught a bad rate on whip with bad brakes
I'm caught up in these bad ways havin a bad day
So now the game's ugly, and my pain's ugly
And my chain's ugly, things became ugly, cuz I'm ugly ducklin
Got a stain and it's musty, wakin up looking crusty
And miss thang who's ugly is sayin to me don't touch me?
I went from pretty willie to pretty silly
But I'm still pretty gully so you thins will still get pretty ugly
And this is for the hoods, the crabs, the junkies
We showin you the good, the bad, the ugly
Chorus 1: [Kanye West]
We showin you the good, the bad, the ugly
B.I.G. said get ya money ain't no telling they gon love me
We showin you the good, the bad, the ugly
When your money get funny and them days ain't sunny
We showin you the good, the bad, the ugly
Niggaz give pounds and hug me, tho they really wanna slug me
We showin you the good, the bad, the ugly
And this for the hood, you got to love me
[Kanye West]
Good morning to ummm, I don't remember your name
But I remember the brain, here go a fare for the train and
Good morning to Chi-Town, where my niggaz ride down
And bust clowns, and look for some bustdowns to bust down
And she ain't got a car she on the bus now
But her gear is bangin, she one of us now
I wanted badly to bone cuz she was bad to the bone
She from a batter home, she mad when she at home
So I gave her my number to beep off, she wanted to take a week off
Bustin scary movie nuts, I had to get the freak off
The new Tom Cruise, took the Moulan Rouge on a too long cruise
She said I ain't bonin you with them two long shoes?
And I get bougie in a grape poupon mood
So I'm gon act cheap in a coupon mood
She said Ye' you don't love me??
I told her that's the good, the bad, the ugly
Chorus 2:
We showin you the good, the bad, the ugly
B.I.G. said get ya money ain't no telling they gon love me
We showin you the good, the bad, the ugly
And this for the hood, you got to love me
[Consequence]
Good morning to Queens, the north side of my scene
And when it comes down to it, I'm a ride for my team
See it's a beautiful life, but the bills will make it ugly
And the beauty of life, is when you're forced to make it ugly
Had a beautiful night, until a storm done made it ugly
And a beautiful wife, now we divorcing and it's ugly
Now my mind state is ugly, my blind dates are ugly
I'm ready to turn it up in the streets and make it ugly
Used to sit in Mr. Uglies with these chickens that were ugly
And these bitches used to bug me to the point it made me ugly
Say things that were ugly in regards to their tummies
But I took it all back, cuz God don't like ugly
Now I'm curbin my bad words, they say that the bad burn
I left it on bad terms, with a chic with a bad perm
Whose case took a bad turn, and face caught a bad burn
And took the news bad when they said she had bad germs
The bad thing about it, the bitch was bad and bout it
But the pussy smelled bad, so I had to get up out it
So now we got bad blood, her son is a bad blood
But it happens in the hood when you inherit that bad blood
And once it get bad, it be bad for good
THAT'S BAD MEANING BAD NOT BAD MEANING GOOD
But I greet it as good, when you leave with the good
Its all good in the hood, got called good cuz I'm good
Now I'm havin some good nights, livin this good life
Got me a good girl that I'm gon make me a good wife
So I'm, good to go, and I'm good where I go
Look my man got good aim and that's a good thing to know
And he came home for good, off of good behavior
Spittin that good game, so what's good with this paper
And this is for the hoods, the crabs, the junkies
We showin you the good, the bad, the ugly
She take my money when I'm in need
Yeah, she's a trifling friend indeed
Oh, she's a gold digger way over town
That digs on me
She did me wrong
Now I ain't saying she a gold digger
When I'm need
But she ain't messing with no broke, niggaz
She did me wrong
Now I ain't saying she a gold digger
When I'm need
But she ain't messing with no broke, niggaz
Get down, girl, gone head, get down, I gotta leave
Get down, girl, gone head, get down, I gotta leave
Get down, girl, gone head, get down, I gotta leave
Get down, girl, gone head
Cutie the bomb
Met her at a beauty salon
With a baby Louis Vuitton
Under her underarm
She said, ?I can tell you ROC
I can tell by ya charm
Far as girls you got a flock
I can tell by ya charm and ya arm?
?But I'm looking for the one
Have you seen her??
My psychic told me
She'll have a ass like Serena
Trina, Jennifer Lopez, four kids
An' I gotta take all they bad ass to show-biz
Okay, get ya kids but then they got their friends
I pulled up in the Benz, they all got up in
We all went to Den and then I had to pay
If you fucking with this girl
Then you better be payed
You know why
It take too much to touch her
From what I heard she got a baby by Busta
My best friend say she use to fuck with Usher
I don't care what none of y'all say, I still love her
She did me wrong
Now I ain't saying she a gold digger
When I'm need
But she ain't messing with no broke, niggaz
She did me wrong
Now I ain't saying she a gold digger
When I'm need
But she ain't messing with no broke, niggaz
Get down, girl, gone head, get down, I gotta leave
Get down, girl, gone head, get down, I gotta leave
Get down, girl, gone head, get down, I gotta leave
Get down, girl, gone head
18 years, 18 years
She got one of yo kids, got you for 18 years
I know somebody paying child support for one of his kids
His baby momma's car and crib is bigger than his
You will see him on TV, 'Any Given Sunday'
Win the Super bowl and drive off in a Hyundai
She was s'pose to buy ya shorty TYCO with ya money
She went to the doctor, got lypo with ya money
She walking around looking like Micheal with ya money
Should of got that insured got GEICO for ya money, money, money
If you ain't no punk holla we want prenup
We want prenup, yeah
It's something that you need to have
'Cause when she leave yo ass, she gone leave with half
18 years, 18 years
And on her 18th birthday, he found out it wasn't his
She did me wrong
Now I ain't saying she a gold digger
When I'm need
But she ain't messing with no broke, niggaz
She did me wrong
Now I ain't saying she a gold digger
When I'm need
But she ain't messing with no broke, niggaz
Get down, girl, gone head, get down, I gotta leave
Get down, girl, gone head, get down, I gotta leave
Get down, girl, gone head, get down, I gotta leave
Get down, girl, gone head
Now, I ain't saying you a gold digger, you got needs
You don't want ya dude to smoke but he can't buy weed
You go out to eat and he can't pay, y'all can't leave
There's dishes in the back, he gotta roll up his sleeves
But why y'all washing watch him
He gone make it into a Benz out of that Datson
He got that ambition, baby, look in his eyes
This week he mopping floors, next week it's the fries
So, stick by his side
I know his dude's balling but yeah, that's nice
And they gone keep calling and trying
But you stay right, girl
But when you get on, he leave yo ass for a white girl
Get down, girl, gone head, get down, I gotta leave
Get down, girl, gone head, get down, I gotta leave
Get down, girl, gone head, get down, I gotta leave
Get down, girl, gone head
"I'm not a one girl's guy... [real talk for ya, peep game]
And they know it, when it comes to love I don't lie [we don't lie man]
and the girls respect me for it [you gotta respect that]
Ain't gonna say my nose can't be open [I may never say never]
But right now it's just too many fine ladies out there
to choose one from [too many ladies, ha]
I'm tryin' girls out, just tryin' girls out
HOOK: I love girls, girls, girls, girls, girls I do adore
Yo put your number on this paper cuz I would love to date ya
Holla at ya when I come off tour
[Verse 1: Jay-Z]
Whoo! Who you lovin, who you wanna be huggin, heh
who you wit, who you wanna be fuckin
got this smarty art chick to whom I pose this question
I read a couple books to add to her soul's progression
to put this in laymen's term, I gave her some knowledge
she gave me, brains in return, she had to drop out of college
knowin she does this homework, I give her in house tutoring
in and out I'm movin through her student body union and
she, call me professor, say daddy come and test her
so she could fail on purpose and repeat the semester
I'm like, at this rate ma you never graduate
she said, I aint no fool I make it up in summer school
HOOK:
I love girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, I do adore
Yo put your number on this paper cuz I would love to date ya
Holla at ya when I come off tour
Now let the people sing
I'm tryin girls out, [just tryin girls out] just tryin girls out
Yo put your number on this paper cuz I would love to date ya
Holla at ya when I come off tour
[Verse 2: Jay-Z]
Heh, who you lovin, who you wanna be fuckin
who said what, why you trippin girl, why's you fussin?
got this model slash actress slash part time waitress
spend a whole day she hangin round with part time haters
all they do is diss dirt and put a up on my latest
itinerary, but since I tend to vary see
I tend to carry, more rumors than ten Mariah Careys
tend to hurries in ten places at once
plus she can't front just peep how I run mines
ma, our time together is our time together, and uh
our time apart is our time apart
so love Jay with your mind girl and not your heart
and some day I slow down, but for now I get around
like the late Makiavelli or Perelli twenty inches
or caine and O-dog, stick up tape from menace
you tell 'em chicks if they must know my buisness
HOOK:
I'm tryin girls out, just tryin girls out
put your number on this paper cuz I would love to date ya
holla at ya when I get off tour
I'm tryin girls, girls, girls, girls, girls I do adore
yo put your number on this paper cuz I would love to date ya
holla at ya when I come off tour
[Verse 3: Kanye West]
Now even though I went to college and dropped out of school quick
I always had a P.H.D.--A pretty huge dick
Ladies tired of getting ripped off by guys like this
And giving head is like a whale that's using a toothpick
Well--I'm in the club for a limited time only
2 way or phone me if you tryna bone me
Yo man got moe-nee, you still feel lonely
Claim he love you, thats no doubt, this nigga's phony
You a light skinded Nia, a dark skinned Aaliyah
A Black Jennifer Lopez, a ghetto senorita
We can ride in my Jeep, but not no Kia
We can talk on my cell, but not Nokia
It be going in and out thats why I barely hear ya
I be goin' in and out just like a robberia
I'm tryna take this money like robbin Gia
Then i'mma take you to my house like Trick and Trina
Chi-Town, Chi-Town, big city of dreams
and my dick so big it can't fit in my jeans
And a bitch so mad she can't get in my cream
and it get so bad she wanna tear up my things
But still, K-A-N-Y-E
Chi-Town playa out in N-Y-C
She say she wanna go on a shopping spree
Bought her some cheap J.Lo jeans 'cuz the ass was free
"I'm not a one girl's guy, and they know it
when it comes to love, I don't lie, and the girls respect me for it
aint gonna say my nose? can't be over
but right now it's just too many fine ladies out there to choose one from
I'm tryin girls out, waiting patiently
[Mos Def]
History
Shoutin' it every day y'all (right now)
Everyday (right now)
Right now (good mornin', Vietnam!)
Listen
Brooklyn wins again
It's the Stuy, it's the Bush, dem niggaz again
Ta' Kweli, Mighty Def, and that's 'sta on the guest lock
Kanye, you're the dope man in hip hop, now let's rock
Now roll out niggaz, my hometown niggaz
I get it good in your hood so slow down niggaz
Watch the speed though, man, you better let ease off
A street talk into a collision course with these walls - bam!
They don't move, don't pray, don't lose, don't sleep
Light passin', light fashion, light pappers that pass part a gun
Black hands up ??
Black guns up ??
Dyin' wish is to touch the air
Seekin' heaven that wasn't here
Eyes will not see another year
It's another day
It's the same fight
Dip around, sound the bell
Mix it up and ?? where you live it up the beat
And get risen up you're knocked down get it back and get it up
Get off of queer street and get with us
And get clear where we did it
From the heart, from the people
From the top, from the jeep
From the gut, from the street
From my soul to the mic to the essence
Say in my absence you feel the presence, exactly
I make contact with shorter emcee
Me and mine we don't just get by
We get free and that's ready [Mos -- nigga]
[Jay-Z]
Just to get by
Nigga I sold coke, nigga I pushed lah
Carried a fo'five
Claimed I was ready to die
Promised never to cry
Held it all inside
Reality was too much to take so I
Kept my mind fry
Slimmed for most of mine
Soon as I closed my eyes
Then I woke up behind
Nigga either I load up these nines
Or blow up with rhymes
Cause this flow of mine is like blow up but lines of coca
And your folks think Hov' just wrote stuff to rhyme
Nah, I'm a poster for what happened seein your moms
Doin five dollars worth to work just to get a dime
So pardon my disposition
Why should I listen to a system that never listened to me?
Picture me working McDonald's
I'd rather pull a mac on you
Sorry Ms. Jackson but I'm packin
[Kanye West]
It's on I'm packin weight like nina simone
Piano flow
It's like a Michaelangelo paintin' a portrait of Maya Angelou
And gave it to a sick poet for they antidote
If music get's you choked up this is the treat anaerobe
This is shy nigga I mista all of that
Fuck a mattress, put this bitch on the almanac
Dice what they hittin' for, 'lax what you sittin' on
Tracks who you spittin on, rap till we get it on
And don't let nobody with the power to sign
Ever tell you you ain't got the power to rhyme
They used to tell me toughen up
Put some bass in your voice
They used to tell me lighten up
Put some mase in your voice
Lord willin' I ain't kill nobody
But I have a feelin' this album
That I'm gonna make a killin'
Well now that's chillin'
This is love it or hate it music
But, at least we made it music
And we didn't make it industry
This is gon' be interesting
This'll be the end of me or I'm ??? on be an entity
Kanye, Jay-Z, Mos Def, and Kweli
We are not makin' songs no more
We're makin' history
[background singers]
This morning I woke up
Feelin brand new, I jumped up
Feelin my highs and my lows
In my soul, and my goals
Just to stop smoking and stop drinkin
But I been thinkin I got my reasons
Just to get (by), just to get (by)
Just to get (by), just to get (by)
[background singers repeat in the background]
Bah dah bah dah, bah dah bah dah
Bah dah bah dah, bah dah bah daaah
[Talib Kweli]
Just to get by, just to get by
Just to get by, just to get by
[background singers]
Bah dah bah dah, bah dah bah dah
Bah dah bah dah, bah dah bah daaah
[Talib Kweli]
Just to get by, just to get by
Just to get by
We keep it gangsta, stay 'fo shizzle', 'fo sheezy'
To set the tide to the violence on the TV during the war
Killin each other is easy, there's war and liquor for fallen niggaz Believe
Me, it's ghetto love, I bet you seen it all befo'
Just to get by, my people we get fly
My people we get high, fillin cigars with the lah
Nigga come on, even Jesus was stoned before receivin' the throne
I said to rest in peace to Nina Simone
[Busta Rhymes]
Back in the days we was used to doin the shit
I can't call it all in the streets
We was hustlin fiends that asked for it
I guess I was used to just standin on corners
Waitin for paper bags with bundles of crack
Hopin the week was good so I could get money back
To get by, just to get by, just to get by, just to get by
When I was stressed I possessed a side of my strength
That made me angry and bleed
With the frustration havin me smokin Newports and weed
To get by, just to get by, just to get by, just to get by
Those be the times when I try to rely
On my niggaz and street motherfuckers
And reach out to wifey and then I place a call on my mother
To get by, just to get by, just to get by, just to get by
(Hey yo mom pick up the phone, I g- I gotta to talk to you ma)
If you was five percent instead of actin stupid and guessin
You had to go and study your lessons
And know your math in the building recession to get by
[Hook: Talib Kweli + background singers]
This morning I woke up
Feelin brand new, I jumped up
Feelin my highs and my lows
In my soul, and my goals
Just to stop smoking and stop drinkin
But I been thinkin I got my reasons
Just to get (by), just to get (by)
Just to get (by), just to get (get buh buh buh bye bye)
[background singers repeat in the background]
Bah dah bah dah, bah dah bah dah
Bah dah bah dah, bah dah bah daaah
[Talib Kweli]
Some people try
Some people try just to get by
For my piece of the pie
You love to eat and be high
We deceive and we lie
And we keepin' it fly - yo yo yo yo yo
People ???
Keeper of the skies
Can't see your eyes
See the evil inside
The best people you find
Stronger people in mind
I stay readin' the signs
Yo-yo-yo-yo yo
[Chorus]
And I can see it with my eyes closed, now
Feeling like my life froze
I’m about to hit the ground
[Kanye West - Verse 1]
I sold my soul to the devil thats a crappy deal
Least it came with a few toys like a happy meal
This game you could never win
Cause they love you then they hate you then they love you again
Get away from me misery
Get away from me lonliness
Get away from me fake bitches, I can’t take the phoniness
Get away from me wack tracks
I can only make only hits
I’m an only child lost in the World
Where did the lonely kids go when the bell ring
Its Feeling like hell rings
Bringing me back down
Checking my background
Its ironic whats happening
Imagine if I didn’t have the ends
I would’nt have so many imaginary friends
I’m spaced out Dog, I be on that Moon talk
Wonder if God ask Mike how to moon walk
I swear to momma wish me and my father talk more
I stopped visiting around the time I was a sophmore
I guess everything I hate about me I see in him
And we ain’t finna change, so we’ll never agree again
Till then I’ll be pouring out my soul
Just a few things I see with my eyes closed
[Chorus]
And I can see it with my eyes closed, now
Feeling like my life froze
I’m about to hit the ground
[Kanye West - Verse 2]
I sold my soul to the devil,
I know its a crappy deal,
At least it came with a few toys,
Like a Happy Meal,
I’m spaced out dog,
I be on that moontalk,
I wonder if God asked Mike how to Moonwalk?
You know the entertainment Angels
Adriana for Giselle,
Lets exchange Angels
Photoshoot at my crib,
Lets exchange angles
Rockin nothin but them Tom Binns bangles,
I’m so anxious I’m gettin anxiety
Begging one of these f-ckin fashion houses to hire me,
They say I’ve been an asshole,
I said if you acquire me,
I can be a quiet me, call it verbal dieting
Give me your herbal chai tea
I’ll be calm as Tai Chi
With a bad white bitch like Ice-T
I’m not right dog, I’m slightly off,
I’m Paranoid Like bonin’ Raw dog
And wakin up with a slight cough
Yea, that’ll make ya dick quite soft
Plus my neck hurt too lemme take all this ice off
Never meant to hurt you, I should’ve had nights off
But it cost too much to live and I never took the price off
Oh oh ohoo.
damn, here we go again.
Oh oh ohoo.
Common passed on this beat, i made it to a jam,
now everything im not, made me everything i am.
damn, here we go again.
people talkin shit, but when the shit hit the fan
everything i'm not, made me everything i am.
I never be picture-perfect-Beyonce
Be light as Albi or black as Chauncey
Remember him from Blackstreet
He was as black as the street was
I'll never be laid back as his beat was
I never could see why people'll reach a
Fake-ass facad they couldn't keep up
Y'see how I creeped up?
Y'see how I played a big role in Chicago like Queen Latifah?
I never rock a mink coat in the winter time like Killa Cam
Or rock some mink boots in the summertime like will.i.am
Let me know if you feel it man
Cause everything I'm not, made me everything I am
Damn, here we go again.
everybody sayin' what's not for him
everything I'm not, made me everything I am
damn, here we go again.
people talk shit, but when shit hits the fan
everything I'm not, made me everything I am
and i'm back to tear it up
haters, start your engines
I hear 'em gearin' up
people talk so much shit about me at barbershops
they forget to get their haircut
okay fair enough, the streets is flarin' up
cause they want gun-talk, or I don't wear enough
baggy clothes, Reebok's, or A-di-dos
can I add that he do spaz out at his shows
so say goodbye to the NAACP award
goodbye to the In-di-a Arie award
they'd rather give me the nigga-please award
but I'll just take the I-got-alotta-cheese award
damn, here we go again.
everything I'm not, made me everything I am
damn, here we go again.
people talk shit, but when shit hits the fan
everything I'm not, made me everything I am
I know that people wouldn't usually rap this
but I got the facts to back this
just last year, Chicago had over 600 caskets
man, killin's some wack shit
oh, I forgot, 'cept for when nigga's is rappin'
do you know what it feel like when people is passin'?
he got changed over his chains, a block off Ashland
I need to talk to somebody, pastor
the church want time, so I can't afford to pay
the slip on the door, cause I can't afford to stay
my 15 seconds up, but I got more to say
That's enough Mr. West, please no more today
damn, here we go again.
everybody sayin' what's not for him
everything I'm not, made me everything I am
damn, here we go again.
people talk shit, but when shit hits the fan
[Kanye West - Verse 1]
I got a dirty mind I got filthy ways
I'm tryna bathe my eyy in your milky way
I'm a legend I'm irreverent I'll be reverend
I'll be so faaaaa-ar up
We dont give a fuuuh-uh-uck
Welcome to the danger zone
Step into the fantasy
You are not invited to the other side of sanity
They callin me an alien a big headed astronaut
Maybe its because yo boy Yeezy get ass a lot
[Katy Perry]
You're so hypnotizing
Could you be the devil
Could you be an angel
Your touch magnetizing
Feels like I am floating
Leaves my body glowing
They say be afraid
You're not like the others
Futuristic lover
Different DNA
They don't understand you
Your from a whole other world
A different dimension
You open my eyes
And I'm ready to go
Lead me into the light
Kiss me, ki-ki-kiss me
Infect me with your love and
Fill me with your poison
Take me, ta-ta-take me
Wanna be a victim
Ready for abduction
Boy, you're an alien
Your touch are foreign
It's supernatural
Extraterrestrial
Your so supersonic
Wanna feel your powers
Stun me with your lasers
Your kiss is cosmic
Every move is magic
Your from a whole other world
A different dimension
You open my eyes
And I'm ready to go
Lead me into the light
Kiss me, ki-ki-kiss me
Infect me with your love and
Fill me with your poison
Take me, ta-ta-take me
Wanna be a victim
Ready for abduction
Boy, you're an alien
Your touch are foreign
It's supernatural
Extraterrestrial
[Kanye West - Verse 2]
I know a bar out in mars
Where they driving spaceships instead of cars
Cop a prada space suit about the stars
Getting stupid hah straight up out the jars
Pockets on shrek, rockets on deck
Tell me whats next? Alien sex.
Imma disrobe you
Then Imma probe you
See I abducted you
So I tell you what to do
[Katy Perry]
Kiss me, ki-ki-kiss me
Infect me with your love and
Fill me with your poison
Take me, ta-ta-take me
Wanna be a victim
Ready for abduction
Boy, you're an alien
Your touch are foreign
It's supernatural
Extraterrestrial
Extraterrestrial
Extraterrestrial
Boy, you're an alien
Your touch are foreign
It's supernatural
[Chorus 1]
They gossipin, it runs the city, they don't know who watchin them
When they comin to get me, so I hit the block and bend
Do about 60, and I put my glocks to them, like blaow blaow blaow
[Verse 1]
Im finna to get on this TV and put shit down
I aint finna let these lights skinned niggaz come back in style
Im finna turn to this class clown, shit to crazy g's
They told my momma I was bipolar had A.D.D.
I told em, w-what I wanna do, I wanna be a baller
The dream spoilers'll fool ya
Hatin on you to they mans on the corners
Old folks said he‘d never make it off the corner
They are the virus that corrupts the soul
They are the cubic zirconia inside the 10 karat gold
That get green on ya, when you get green on em
You gotta wash ya hands of em, get clean on em
Somebody told success is the best revenge
So they gon be fucked up when you do ya thing on em
Now hold ya plaques high, like who woulda thought
And tell em *ahem ahem ahem*, thank you for your no support
[Chorus 2]
They are the dreamkillers, they the dreamkillers
Who know a dream, uh they are the dream (killer Norman Bates)
They the dreamkillers, they the dreamkillers
Dream, they are the dream (killer Norman Bates)
[Verse 2]
Now how you gonna talk about the way I spend my money
Everybody say it with me now, it's my money
And they know they hatin, but what they don't know is
They are my motivation, they are my inspiration
'cause we the leaders, and they the followers
And we the nut busters, and they the swallowers
They are the rumors, they are the lies
We are the shit dog, and they the flies
How you gon tell me how to live my life
And you can't even get your own shit tight, right
They are the misery that loves company
'cause that comfortable corporate job can't comfort me
Told em I finished school, then I started my own business
[Pharrell]
Explain yourself, how you sound like me?
The muthaf-cking skateboard P
Knowing that your mee lo
Playing games like you’re cee-lo
In a tight situation like speedo’s
You can have it your way like Carlito
My n-gga will be happy to give you torpedos
And have you car twisted like a blunt
For you faggot ass n-ggas that like to front
I’m on some BBC bape sh-t
Im on some cake sh-t
In the kitchen with the heat making beats in my apron
You hating and you want to erase it
Close your eyes when you know you can’t take it
My flow interupts your homeostasis
I Rolls Royce it on a regular basis
You talk street sh-t it sound like sweet sh-t
Straight liquorice you n-ggas sound ticklish
80k large for the Hermes dream
Coke n crop in all your magazines
Hunger strike yourself, look like Celine
Dion, me and my n-ggas like frion
You b-tches on my pecan b-tch
She got an ass you can eat on
Try to play tough like the leather on a Vuitton
I hit it til I could seat on
Try to get her freak on
Ask me to R Kelly ya and get pee’d on
I said it aint me maam
That 8 behind me still got the burner
Yes the enzo is stilll black like Sojourner
Truth, I mighta just loosened a tooth
Spittin’ what I did in the booth
I’m out, pooof!
[Lupe Fiasco]
Carrera, raised in a teenage mutant ninja turtle era
Waanna bear n tell the truth, I dare ya
Ya lie, so eat these whole bottle of these jalapeno peppers
For terror made in america too live
F-ck the property or give me my props properly
High off life this high technology, DeVry
I rep Muhammad Ali more like rapology
My policy’s not to be dishonestly deprived
So gimme that, gimme that, keep going
Where my city at, I’m like steak and fries but never die
They wanna Ghostface wanna be me
But they will post haste follow me into the after life
That means you going right after I’ve
But I’m the hero sort of like Jack Sparrow
So some way some how I have survived
Ha ha surprised
Who is he that we see coming over the tides
In a speed boat, boat load of pride
Fall of Rome, dress shirted and mastermind tie
He what happens when rappping and fashion collide
So OMG is the “C” from the C-R-S LOL’ing at you haters
Tell your BFF’s like
[Kanye West]
Yes, MR West turn that new child rebel
Loud as a badass child level
Who need a chorus we through with a tyrannosaurus
Tyrone it’s been a year with no phone
Could you explain how high is your zone
We’ll take the plane rub his nose in cocaine
There’s hoes in magazines you lame sayin you lame
And for the hate in advance, pull down your pants
Make ‘em kiss both cheeks like we living in France
Diamonds blue, business manager’s Jewish
And if I get sued my lawyers Jews
Some girls do, grab the cojones
Say you got enough diamonds to at least Sierra Loan-us
Brand new ferrari’s I gotta make the donuts
C-R-S is like a hip hop Chris’s bonus
N-ggas is hating on the internet I couldn’t tell
I was too busy rapping GOOD as hell
I was too busy flying, parasail!
Tell collect to get the new sh-t that Paris sell
Tarantino, Da Vinci, gettin’ Benji’s, get half off Fendi
Half of that’s to Cindy’s
Hoped out the spaceship on my Mork and Mindy
Popped too many corks to let you dork’s offend me
Props in New York but Chi town’s the city
Get my city hoochie’s Gucci, Monica Bellucci’s
Are those the real millionnaires or the bendi’s?
I’m so ultra I’m even over Oprah
But let me check your account, haha no sir
[Mos Def]
Don’t look down, its an impossible view
Fly like an eagle, whatever you do
Don’t look down, its an impossible view
Spread your wings, aerial
[Lupe Fiasco]
Head to the sky, wings raised in
Shes about to fly and take her place in
Out there in the stars, when she leaves the ground
She’ll see a broken heart, if she turns around
But aint no going back, this is how it must be
He told her, she’ll be burned alive
She just told him trust me
If funerals are beautiful, this ugly
Knowing she told her you’ll leave me if you loved me
And he knows that, because he knows her
Hard to hide his feeling’s as it engulfs her
Now she’s a bright blaze, light rays
A shooting out Phoenix on fire buring up the night scape
So lets hear it for our heroine, applaud as our spirits fly into the never end
One closed chapter, it opens up another part
So this is more like, the end, question mark (question mark, question mark)
[Mos Def]
Don’t look down, its an impossible view
Fly like an eagle, whatever you do
Don’t look down, its an impossible view
Spread your wings, aerial
[Kanye West]
Don’t let me hold you back
I only hold you back
We on a dead-end street, this block has got a cul-de-sac
So fly baby, my baby, so high, sometimes its so hard to say bye
We made it from the alley straight up to ballet
We pulled up to the valet, we’ll teach our daughter ballet
We’ll raise us a Beyonce, maybe she’ll be a Halle
You woulda been the best mom
I would have been the best ‘Ye
You see it all in my veins, like varicose
I know thats very gross but we getting very close
To our end, though I killed most with a pen
Soon as this flow end, I’ma let Mos begin
[Mos Def]
Don’t look down, its an impossible view
Fly like an eagle, whatever you do
Don’t look down, its an impossible view
Spread your wings, aerial
Don’t look down, its an impossible view
Fly like an eagle, whatever you do
Don’t look down, its an impossible view
Spread your wings, aerial
How could you do it
How could you do it
[Big Sean]
Okay now baby here we go, we go
No baby, me go
You got my heart
Baby this what it be for
I give it all as far as my feet go
What do you mean, me go
Why can’t it be, we go
What happens when people turn to tears
Dreams turn to memories
And weeks turn to years
Huh? standing in the same spot for a couple of weeks
Give me my feelings back, wish it came with a couple reciepts
Man, our vacation was coming next week
Girl I swear you was a trip, lets make it a couples retreat (do it)
How cud my girl do this to me
Woke up sayin no, the World did this to me
Now I’m testing one two
Reportin live from the rubble
Drinking all I can so I can turn to fire when I hug you
One, two, three, four, five models on the double
Give me head all at once look like they line in a huddle
But its not even half the feeling as hearing you shine
She know I love ya, shedding tears everyday
And I’m tired of lying in these puddles
I ask “Y” sometimes like a f-cking vowel
But hitting tree’s everyday like a f-cking owl
Trying to get high enough to cut the clouds
Caught the Phoenix Sun to Nash it out, I mean ash it out.
So I could see you smile
I-I know you can see me now
[Mos Def]
Don’t look down, its an impossible view
Fly like an eagle, whatever you do
Don’t look down, its an impossible view
I love it though
I love it though
You know
Put your hands to the constellations
They way you look should be a sin, you my sensation
I know I'm preachin' to the congregation
We love Jesus but she done learned a lot from Satan
I mean a nigga did a lot of waitin'
We ain't married but tonight I need some consummation
May the Lord forgive us, may the God's be with us
And that magic hour I seen good Christians make rash decisions
Oh she do it, what happened to religion?
Oh she lose it, she putting on her make up
She casually allure, text message break up, the casualty of tour
How she gon' wake up and not love me no more
I thought I was the ass hole, I guess it's rubbin' off
Hood phenomenon, the Lebron of rhyme
Hard to be humble when you stuntin' on a Jumbotron
I'm lookin' at her like, "This what you really want it, huh?"
What we argue anyway, oh, I forgot it's summertime
Put your hands to the constellations
They way you look should be a sin, you my sensation
I know I'm preachin' to the congregation
We love Jesus but she done learned a lot from Satan
Satan, Satan, Satan
I mean a nigga did a lot of waitin'
We ain't married but tonight I need some consummation
When the sun go down it's the magic hour, the magic hour
And outta all the colors that are still up the skies
You got green on your mind, I can see it in your eyes
Why you standin' there with your face screwed up?
Don't leave while you're hot, that's how Mase screwed up
Throwin' shit around, the whole place screwed up
Maybe I should call Mase so he could pray for us
I hit the Jamaican spot at the bar, take a seat
I ordered you jerk, she said, "You are what you eat"
You see I always loved your sense of humor
But tonight you should have seen how quiet the room was
The Lyor Cohen or Dior Homme
That's Dior Homme not Dior homie
The crib scarface couldn't be more Tony
You love me for me, could you be more phony?
Put your hands to the constellations
They way you look should be a sin, you my sensation
Haven't said a word, haven't said a word to me this evenin'
Cat got your tongue?
Lookin' at my bitch I bet she give your ass a bone
Lookin' at my wrist it'll turn your ass to stone
Stretch limousine, sippin' Rosé all along
Double-headed monster with a mind of his own
Cherry red chariot, excess is just my character
All black tux, nigga shoes lavender
I never needed acceptance from all you outsiders
Had cyphers with Yeezy before his mouth wired
Before his jaw shattered climbin' up the Lord's ladder
We still speedin' runnin' signs like they don't matter
Hater talkin' never made me mad
Never that when I'm in my favorite paper tag
Therefore G4s at the Clearport
When it come to tools fool I'm a Pep Boy
When it came to dope I was quick to export
Never tired of ballin' so it's on to the next sport
New Mercedes Sedan, they'll export
So many cars DMV though it was mail fraud
Different traps, I was gettin' mail from
Polk County, Jacksonville, rep Melbourne
Whole clique's appetite had tapeworms
Spinnin' Teddy Pendergrass vinyl as my jay burns
I shed a tear before the nights over
God bless the man I put this ice over
Gettin' 2Pac money twice over
Still a real nigga, red Coogi sweater, dice roller
I'm makin' love to the angel of death
On lonely nights I start to fade
(On lonely nights I start to fade)
Her love's a thousand miles away
(Her love's a thousand miles away)
Memories made in the coldest winter
Goodbye, my friend, will I ever love again?
Memories made in the coldest winter
It's 4 am and I can't sleep
(It's 4 am and I can't sleep)
Her love is all that I can see
(Her love is all that I can see)
Memories made in the coldest winter
Goodbye,my friend, will I ever love again?
Memories made in the coldest winter
Winter, winter, oh
Goodbye, my friend, will I ever love again?
Goodbye, my friend, will I ever love again?
Goodbye, my friend, will I ever love again?
If spring can take the snow away
(If spring can take the snow away)
Can it melt away all our mistakes?
(Can it melt away all our mistakes?)
Memories made in the coldest winter
Goodbye, my friend, I won't ever love again
Break records of Louie
Ate breakfast at Gucci
My girl a superstar all from a home movie
Bow on our arrival the unamerican idols
When them n-gg-s in Paris got em hanging off the Eiffel
Yeah I'm talking business
We talking CIA
I'm talking George Tenet
I seem him the other day
He asked me about my Maybach
Think he had the same
Except mine tinted and his might have been rented
You know white people get money don't spend it
Break records of Louie
Ate breakfast at Gucci
My girl a superstar all from a home movie
Bow on our arrival the unamerican idols
When them n-gg-s in Paris got em hanging off the Eiffel
Yeah I'm talking business
We talking CIA
I'm talking George Tenet
I seem him the other day
He asked me about my Maybach
Think he had the same
Except mine tinted and his might have been rented
You know white people get money don't spend it
Right after autumn falls
Soaking it all in
Then we go hit the mall
Even though we ain't balling
Feels like we bought it all
The mistletoe's right here
Come give a kiss to Santa Claus
[Kanye West - Verse 1]
Merry Christmas to all, and all a good night
Huh, now we all living the good life
Yeah, though it's forty below the wind chill
And we wiping snow up off the windshield
It's still, wonderful night to be alive, baby
And I'm, so happy I'm with my baby
And we a lil late with the Christmas gifts
Rushing for the mall, don't trip, you know I drive crazy
The streets lit up, it feel like Christmas officially
Told her that "You the star at the top of my Christmas tree"
My only question is, "Where my presents?"
She said, "Shhh," she got a gift for me that ain't for the kids to see
Well, I like the way you think, mami
Now pour some more eggnog in you drink, mami
You been a bad girl, give santa three kisses
Gave her the hot chocolate, she said "It's Deer-ricious"
[Teyana Taylor - Chorus]
Christmas in Harlem
Right after autumn falls
Soaking it all in
Then we go hit the mall (I'm like Bad Santa, though)
Even though we ain't balling (You might have to sit on my lap)
Feels like we bought it all
The mistletoe's right here
Come give a kiss to Santa Claus
[Jim Jones]
And I remember when I couldnt play santa claus
No reindeers just horses and a Panamera Porcshe
We on two fifth shopping, what the damage cost
I got your fam while you bidding in the can up north
Woops, I'm at Niemens I hope they still got em
You want the thigh high spikes with the red bottoms
Lets make a toast cause Christ is born
We gon' party all night til the lights come on
[Teyana Taylor - Chorus]
[Cyhi the Prince]
Yeah, mom and dad I wont be home for the holidays
I'm over 800 miles away
In the city that's so pretty
Will the hustlers dash through the snow without a sleigh
Tell my family that I'm sorry that I gotta stay
I'm with Ye at the Macy Day parade
Letting the snow fall on my aviator shades
Even though I'm in New York I'm still repping for the A
[Teyana Taylor - Chorus]
[Pusha T]
On the stoop of that Brownstone shovelling the brownstone
Santa's on a diet, gotta get the pounds gone
Down town got me feeling like it's Dow Jones
But uptown got me feeling like it's down home
Snow like sugar hill
Chains on wheels
We turn on two doors in the snowmobiles
We got our own style no soho feel
Put on your play clothes how that logo feel
[Big Sean]
Oh, pause for them photo stills
You don't wanna miss a moment
Where's you no do pill
I caught her looking at my Rollie as my mojo spills
Snowflakey on the bezel
Hope you know those real
Okay my white girl Veronica
Black girl Monica
Got me celebrating Chrisma-Ha-quanika
Rocking dashiki's with a yamaka
Where the christmas tree at, lets design it up
[Teyana Taylor - Chorus]
[Camron]
Lenox ave Saint Nick
Never seen St Nick
Just n-ggas selling the same nicks, the same bricks
Same hustlers running up the broadway
That's where the snow's at, taste it, foreplay
No turkey at greens, just Jimbo's
Christmas lights and project windows
Shouts to the coldest on my barometer
Berkman, Shapiro, Calena, Hanukkah
(My lawyers)
[Teyana Taylor]
All the flashing lights up on a tree
The house lit up nice
With your family's where you wanna be
Here on Christmas night
When you wake up and you see the gifts
Don't that make you feel good?
So since we all snowed in in Harlem
Let's have Christmas in the hoo-hood
All of the flashing lights
Yeah, when they shine so bright
Always for you and me
Baby, you're Christmas Eve
If you like what you see me
Won't you come sit on my knee?
Tell me everything that you want
Cause, baby, I'm your Santa Claus
Christmas in Harlem
Right after autumn falls
Soaking it all in
Then we go hit the mall
Even though we ain't balling
Feels like we bought it all
The mistletoe's right here
Come give a kiss to Santa Claus
[Original Verses]
[Cyhi the Prince]
First, I wanted to say Merry Christmas to y'all
For Santa Claus, so bake a turkey, burn a few logs
I be there soon, on my sled, me and Rudolph
Thugs think I'm a Blood 'cause I won't take this red suit off
Ha, I swear I got the freshest wardrobe
I let my beard grow 'cause it's cold in the North Pole
Her voice slow 'cause "I always got a sore throat"
Okay, stop it, no more jokes
You never see me 'cause I shop when the stores close
And my sleigh go faster than the Porsche go
Ha, I got nine reindeers
That's Dancer, that's Prancer on the fourth flo'
That's Comet, that's Cupid, that's Vixen
That's Donner, that's Dasher, that's Blitzen
Happy kwanzaa, and for the ones that aren't Christian
Everybody gets gifts as long as I'm living
So look forward to having
[Kanye West]
I peeped it, you know what?
Need some reindeer for this one
I wanna hear sleigh bells on this one
Got a new suit on this one
The newborn look too cute for this one
Yeah, the new winter coat for this one
Yeah, gotta let it snow on this one
Huh, all the Christmas cheer for this one
The whole family up in here on this one
[John Legend - Chorus]
I got the World in my hands, the master plan
But I don’t know why I keep calling
Why I keep all of these girls at my shows
They loving me but I don’t know why
I keep calling
Why I keep calling you
All the models to the floor right now
All the models to the floor right now
All the models to the floor right now
All the models to the floor right now
[Kanye West]
I’m in my Christian Dior with a Veronica Webb
(?) she know Cecily Lopez
Arlenis Sosa, Selita Ebanks
If you work with my people, speak that Jourdan Dunn language
Make a phone call, out to Joan Smalls
I wonder how it feel to lower Stones walls
Jessica Gomes, yall, I would damage her
And see, uh Jessica Stam got the stamina
I’m in the car with Leo and the Benz swerve
I heard Bar was friends with Esti Ginzburg
Coco Rocha, Kate Mimosa
Alessandra Ambrosia, Anja Rubik, get Olga
(?) tell her I’m very single
Abbey Lee, too I’m a freak boo
I’m wylin I’m on a thousand
I wanna see Irina Shayk next to Doutzen.
[Chorus]
I got the World in my hands, the master plan
But I don’t know why I keep calling
Why I keep all of these girls at my shows
They loving me but I don’t know why
I keep calling
Why I keep calling you
[Kanye West]
Christian Dior denim flow
I told her I’m tryna eat out so what we going for dinner for
[Pusha T]
Miami nights on the search for some T and A
Tryna hide what’s obvious to see in me
We conversate a bit about your DNA
And my sandy coloured suits from the VMA’s
Oh oyu was watching, who the f-ck wasn’t
Me skip across that stage in 5 dozen
Yeah 6 grand for a minutes time
Italian vogue style a n-gga for a minute rhyme
Lets be clear and lets be fair
The best things in music’s being offered here
Its a round table full of bosses here
Still giving you it all like the coffins near
[Chorus]
I got the World in my hands, the master plan
But I don’t know why I keep calling
Why I keep all of these girls at my shows
They loving me but I don’t know why
I keep calling
Why I keep calling you
I got the World in my hands, the master plan
But I don’t know why I keep calling
Why I keep all of these girls at my shows
They loving me but I don’t know why
I keep calling
Why I keep calling you
[Ryan Leslie]
It’s time for a lesson in model behaviour
Damn, look at all the bad b-tches I gave you
Man I can see the flaws to your flavour
Look like ownder woman and still need a saviour
Maybe its a billionnaire maybe its the cocaine
I done seen drugs and money run the whole game
A good girl lost in the city life
Agent Provocateur holding titties right
[Lloyd Banks]
He ain’t Kraft material, champagne for cereal
Shorty stole my heart, criminal, my lucky charm
Efrock clothes and Lear shows, type kind of stuff we on
Stuff all my problems in that bong and I’m puffin’ strong
I been locked in my way of thinking, now my cuffs are gone
Must’ve been the liquor talkin’, I’m beggin’ the cups, “C’mon”
Might come off as irregular, I come in custom form
T-G-I-F, GT breeze, my hustler’s poem
My sound’s full-grown, reminds me of my favorite chronic (Kush)
Ball like a SuperSonic, make the haters vomit (Uh)
Nigga, make some money ‘fore you make a comment
I meant to snap a while ago, but who knows where the time went?
Prolly dime chicks, whips with a Diddy
Now I’m back like a nine milli, grimy New York City
See me clearly through the storm
The world’s mine, sits pretty in my palm
Sean Don as we continue on
[Chorus]
I got the World in my hands, the master plan
But I don’t know why I keep calling
Why I keep all of these girls at my shows
They loving me but I don’t know why
I keep calling
Why I keep calling you
[Kid Cudi]
N-ggas think they know I’m the guy with the story
They dont really know,
It’s so air frickin women
How can I be better?
I could start with just the basics
Dior, Dior, galore, I love the cut
I seem to have forgotten that I’m off the nini
To the people who dont know Cud’, know what?
Rose gold presidential on my boney wrist
Took my ma to Chanel, had her LC the stunner
She got haters, some in the fam made us
But they don’t really matter, we escape em with our paper
“Hey ya”, I’m on my Andre 3000
I’m all good now, a n-gga don’t need no counseling
Woke up in the room and my mojo was active
Looks from the hoes that were more than likely passive
Back when let me not reflect on the old sh-t
I’m on to the new act, on to my new script
B-tches better have they thoughts before approaching
I done heard it all, baby, save it for them other n-ggas
Do things all before living, haters, copy, I’m the image
Featuring: Young Jeezy
La la la la
Wait 'til I get my money right
I had a dream I could buy my way to heaven
When I awoke I spent that on a necklace
I told God I'd be back in a second
Man, it's so hard not to act reckless
To whom much is given much is tested
Get arrested guess until he get the message
I feel the pressure, under more scrutiny
And what I do? Act more stupidly
Bought more jewelry, more Louis V
My momma couldn't get through to me
The drama, people suing me
I'm on TV talkin' like it's just you and me
I'm just saying how I feel, man
I ain't one of the Cosby's, I ain't go to Hill, man
I guess the money should have changed him
I guess I should have forgot where I came from
La la la la
Wait 'til I get my money right
La la la la
Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
Excuse me? Was you saying something?
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
You can't tell me nothing
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
Let up the suicide doors
This is my life homey, you decide yours
I know that Jesus died for us
But I couldn't tell you who the side was
So I parallel double park that mother*** sideways
Old folks talking 'bout back in my day
But homey this is my day, class started two hours ago
Oh, am I late?
No, I already graduated
And you can live through anything if Magic made it
They say I talk with so much emphasis
Ooh, they so sensitive
Don't ever fix your lips like collagen
And then say something where you gonna end up apologin'
Let me know if it's a problem man
Aight man, holla then
La la la la
Wait 'til I get my money right
La la la la
Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
Excuse me? Was you saying something?
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
You can't tell me nothing
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
Let the champagne splash
Let that man get cash
Let that man get passed
He don't even stop to get gas
If he can move through the rumors
He can drive off of fumes 'cause
How he move in a room full of no's?
How he stay faithful in a room full of ***?
Must be the Pharaohs, he in tune with his soul
So when he buried in a tomb full of gold
Treasure, what's your pleasure?
Life is a, uh, dependin' how you dress her
So if the Devil wear Prada, Adam, Eve wear Nada
I'm in between but way more fresher
With way less effort
'Cause when you try hard is when you die hard
Y'all homies lookin' like, why God?
When they reminisce over you, my God
La la la la
Wait 'til I get my money right
La la la la
Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
Excuse me? Was you saying something?
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
You can't tell me nothing
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
La la la la
Wait 'til I get my money right
La la la la
[John Legend]
Let’s play the blame game, I love you, more
Let’s play the blame game for sure.
Let’s call her names, names, I hate you, more.
Let’s call her names, names, for sure.
I’ll call you bitch for sure
As a last resort, and my first resort
You call me motherf-cker for long,
At the end of it you know we both were wrong.
But I love to play the blame game, I love you more.
Let’s play the blame game for sure.
Let’s call her names, names, I hate you, more.
Let’s call her names, names, for sure.
[Kanye West]
On a bathroom wall I wrote
“I’d rather argue with you than to be with someone else” (else, else, else)
I took a piss and dismiss it and went and found somebody else
Arguing harvesting the feelings, I’d rather be by my f-cking self
Till about 2am and I call back and I hang up and start to blame myself
Somebody help
[Chorus - John Legend]
Let’s play the blame game, I love you, more
Let’s play the blame game for sure.
Let’s call her names, names, I hate you, more.
Let’s call her names, names, for sure.
I’ll call you bitch for sure
As a last resort, and my first resort
You call me motherf-cker for long,
At the end of it you know we both were wrong.
[Kanye West]
You weren’t perfect but you made life worth it
Stick around, real feelings might surface
Been a long time since I spoke to you in a bathroom gripping you up and choking you
What the hell was I supposed to do
I know you aint getting this type of d-ck from that local dude
And if you are I hope you are have a good time
Cause I definitely be having mine
And you aint finna see a mogul get emotional
Every time I hear bout other n-gga’s stroking you
Might say I hit you
He sitting there consoling you
Threw the money, threw the mud
Who’s provoking you
You should be grateful a n-gga like me even knows you
Now you noticeable and cant nobody can control you
1am and can’t nobody get a hold of you
I’m calling your brothers phone like what was I supposed to do
Even though I knew, he never told the truth
He was just gon say whatever you gon told him too
At a certain point I had to stop asking questions
Chuck dirt on eachother like mud wrestlers
I heard he bought some coke with my money
Dat aint right girl
You getting blackmailed for that white girl
You always said Yeezy I aint you’re right girl
Probably find one of them “I like art” type girls
All of the lights, she was caught in the hype girl
And I was satisfied being in love with the lights
And who to blame, you to blame, me to blame
For the pain and it poured everytime it rained
Lets play the blame game…
[John Legend]
Let’s play the blame game, I love you, more
Let’s play the blame game for sure.
[Kanye West]
Things used to be, now they not
Anything but us is who we are
Disguising ourselves as secret lovers
We’ve become public enemies
We walk away like strangers in the street
Gon for eternity
We erased one another
So far from where we came
With so much of everything, how do we leave with nothing
Lack of visual empathy equates the meaning of L-O-V-E
Hatred and attitude tear us entirely
Let’s play the blame game, I love you, more
Let’s play the blame game for sure.
Let’s call her names, names, I hate you, more.
Let’s call her names, names, for sure.
I can’t love you this much
I can’t love you this much
I can’t love you this much
I can’t love you this much
No, I can’t love you this much
I can’t love you this much
And I know that you are somehwere doing your thing
And when the phone called it just ring and ring
You aint pick up but your phone accidently called me back
And I heard the whole thing.
I heard the whole thing, the whole thing, the whole thing…
[Chris Rock]
Ohh my God..
Baby you done took this.. to another level!
Now a neighbourhood n-gga like me aint supposed to be gettin no p-ssy like this
Damn, Damn!, who thought you how to get sexy
(Yeezy thought me)
You never use to talk dirty, but now you damn disgusting, My, my God, where’d you learn that?
(Yeezy thought me)
Look at you.. naked.. with them.. Jimmy Choos off. Who thought you how to put some … Jimmy Choos on?
(Yeezy thought me)
Yo you took your game up a whole ‘nother level, this is some Cirque ‘u Soleil now!
You done went all porno on it, k. And I, and I love it..And I thank you, I thank you, my dick thanks you!
How did you learn, how.. how did your game come up?
(Yeezy thought me)
I was … parts of your p-ssy I never … before. I was in there like oo I never been here before. I’ve never even seen this part of town before.
It’s like you got this … re-upholstered or something. What the f-ck happened?
Who, who the fuck got your p-ssy all re-upholstered?
(Yeezy re-upholstered my p-ssy)
You know what, I got to thank Yeezy.
And when I see that n-gga Imma thank him. Imma buy his album, Imma download that.. Imma shoot a bootlegger!
That’s how good I feel about this…
Oww, I still can’t believe you got me this watch. The exact… I wanted!
Even with the bezel! this is the… I wanted. I saw this, I saw it,
Twista had this on in The Source. I remember, Twista had this on in The Source.
That’s right, that’s right! Yo yo babe, yo yo this is the best birthday ever!
Where you learn to treat a n-gga like this?
(Yeezy thought me)
I know what it's like to feel down little girl
I hope someone lifts you up like the big guy who lifted me up
No, I'm talkin about the big guy right here: Cleveland Brown
Not long ago I was lower than Lohan
No plan, a lost man, raisin my little girl in a Cadillac Brougham
My quest success, but my life was a mess
Poor Kenny West, no zest, antidepressed
Not dressed to impress
Matter fact more stressed
Than John Mayer waiting on his AIDS test
Then I met a man who taught me how to live large
Took me out of my car
Now I'm in his garage
Turns out all I needed was some inspiration
Like Mr. Miagi but a lot less Asian
My game was timid now my flow much bolder
Got a chubby brown angel sittin on my shoulder, sayin
(Girl singing)
You know, it don't matter what you do
Cuz I'll always be there for you
Be-Cleve in yourself
[Cleveland:] Grow a mustache
Be-Cleve in yourself
[Cleveland:] Slap your wife's ass
Be-Cleve in yourself
[Cleveland:] Never smoke grass
Be-Cleve in yourself
[Cleveland:] Really pass gas
INTRO:
Why are you so paranoid?
Don't be so paranoid
Don't be so...
Baby, don't worry about it
Hey there, don't even think about it
You worry bout the wrong things, the wrong things
You worry bout the wrong things, the wrong things
You worry bout the wrong things, the wrong things
You worry bout the wrong things, the wrong things
VERSE #1:
All of the time, you really wanna spend your whole life alone
A little time out might do ya good, might do us good before you're done for good
Because I could make it good, I could make it hood, I could make you come, I could make you gooo
I could make you hot, I could make you fly, make you touch the sky, Hey, maybe sooo
All of the time, he be up in my, checking through my cell phone, baby no
You wanna kill the vibe, on another night, here's another fight, Oh, here we go (Oh, here we go)
HOOK:
Baby, don't worry 'bout it
Lady, we'll go out to the floor
Anyway, they don't know you like I do (They don't know)
They'll never know you (Never know)
Anyway, they don't know you like I do (Never know)
They'll never know you
VERSE #2
All of the time, you wanna complain about the nights alone
So now, you here with me, social gratitude, leave the attitude way back at home
Yeah, you see 'em look, baby, let 'em look, give you cold looks cuz we look cold
Yeah, you heard about all the word of mouth, don't worry about what we can't control
All the talk in the world, loss in the world 'till you finally let that thing gooo
You wanna check-in to the heartbreak hotel but sorry we're closed
HOOK:
Baby, don't worry 'bout it
Baby, we'll go out to the floor
Anyway, (Hey!) they don't know you like I do (To the floor)
They'll never know you (Never know)
Anyway, they don't know you like I do (They don't know)
They'll never know you
HOOK:
Baby, don't worry 'bout it
Lady, don't even think about it
You worry bout the wrong things, the wrong thing
You worry bout the wrong thing, the wrong thing
You worry bout the wrong thing, the wrong thing
You worry bout the wrong thing...
Anyway, they don't know you like I do
They'll never know you
Anyway, they don't know you like I do
They'll never know you
Anyway, they don't know you like I do
They'll never know you
Anyway, they don't know you like I do
It don't really matter what you do
It don't matter baby
Baby I don't want to be in your shoes
It don't really matter what you do
Still, never feel doubt about you
Baby you ain't got nothing to prove
Still never feel doubt about you
A b c d e f
We picking up right where we left out
And I took a reassess
When I get back you going to take that off
In the mural I hate me, state me
I make money
Money don't make me
Hey honey what do you take me for
Don't look at me like I'm crazy
Don't ever think daddy faze me
You ain't fit to do that
You ain't crazy
You ain't built like that
Hey baby what it feel like
Just forget I said it, screw it
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On a scale of one to ten, what you rate yourself
Here's some champagne, hydrate yourself
I know I'm lookin' good, you lookin' great yourself
I mean you shittin' on these bitches, you should hate yourself
My style so cold I could skate myself
But I go so hard I could make it melt
I mean the flow so solar every bar
Could power an electric car
My, my, my, whips is side by side
He just talkin', mine's outside
Do you mind if I, take you on a test, do you have all-wheel drive?
And if that baby purr, I'm gonna baby her
Bitches gon' hate and maybe worse
'Cause your ice so brrr I copped you a baby fur
Just to work, I know you was on pur-pur
But this is a whole new arena
See, niggas come by talkin' bout they make it rain
I'll make that bitch Katrina
Mr. Kanye Omari, with my entourage, no Ari
And a motorcycle jacket, no Harley
She said dude, that's cool, gnarly
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Twista where you at? Abracadabra, did he vanish?
Hurry up and come out but I ain't want to panic
I say that I'm in the zone but they don't understand it
Physically I'm here but mentally I'm on another planet
And it only kinda made 'em look at me like I was stupider
Now they askin' which planet, is it Jupiter?
So I let the money show 'cause I know stacks could talk
I'm mackin' on bitches with my intergalactic thoughts
In my Mercedes Benz
Pull up on a chick and holla at her and her lady friends
Like as rich as an Arabian, I'm kickin' pure flows
Euros they pay me in
For what I put together in the dungeon
I'm lookin' for a UK chick with a nice onion
Never beat it up like Paul Bunyan
And I can't believe they let an American werewolf in London
Especially when drinking Gs with a tonic
Steady be trippin' while smokin' on the hydroponic
When I spit it like this they be callin' me bionic
Kanye with the Twist, nigga, how ironic
And I'm astonished haters don't wanna see me on
They wanna know how Twista get the easy dome
Swag off the chain, 23s be chrome
Artful Dodgers with the Yeezys on gone
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I'm blowin' on flame but yours is all white
And I'ma pull up in the Bentley all white
Step up in the club with nothing but all dykes
Sippin' on some Louis and partyin' all night
Phony ass people, I don't feel they demeanor
So I hop in the rocket and go and chill over Venus
One of rap's heroes, who came from zero
Makin' something out of nothing, call me Gilbert Arenas
Now I'm fuckin' with divas that rock the stadiums
Blow my brains back 'til my face be numb
I am the shit: It don't make me numb
Rockin' wit a swagger like I got an eight-feet gun
And my flow be colossal 'cause I spit the impossible
Whether with rhythm or any tibble [unverifiable] I can do
See through a prism when I conquer an obstacle
And always get money no matter how illogical
I follow through because, uh
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Featuring: La Roux, Elly Jackson
All of the lights (all of the lights)
(Lights, lights)
All of the lights (all of the lights)
[Rihanna]
Turn up the lights in here baby
extra bright, I want y'all to see this
turn up the lights in here, baby
you know what I need
want you to see everything
Want you to see all of the lights
(all of the lights)
[Elly Jackson/La Roux]
Fast cars, shooting stars
(all of the lights, all of the lights)
Until it's Vegas everywhere we are
(all of the lights, all of the lights)
If you want it you can get it for the rest of your life
If you want it you can get it for the rest of your life
[Kanye West]
Something wrong
I hold my head
MJ gone...our n-gga dead!
I slapped my girl, she called the feds
I did that time and spent that bread
I'm heading home, I'm almost there
I'm on my way, heading up the stairs
to my surprise, a n-gga replacing me
I had to take 'em to that ghetto university
[Chorus]
all of the lights
cop lights, flash lights, spot lights
strobe lights, street lights
(all of the lights, all of the lights)
fast life, drug life
thug life, rock life
every night
(all of the lights)
[Rihanna]
Turn up the lights in here, baby
extra bright, I want y'all to see this
turn up the lights in here, baby
you know what I need, want you to see everything
want you to see all of the lights
[Kanye West]
Restraining order
can't see my daughter
her mother, brother, grandmother hate me in that order
public visitation
we met at Borders
told her she take me back
I'll be more supportive
I made mistakes
I bump my head
courts suck me dry
I spent that bread
she need a daddy
baby please, can't let her grow up in that ghetto university
[Chorus]
all of the lights
cop lights, flash lights, spot lights
strobe lights, street lights
(all of the lights, all of the lights)
fast life, drug life
thug life, rock life
every night
(all of the lights)
[Rihanna]
Turn up the lights in here, baby
extra bright, I want y'all to see this
turn up the lights in here, baby
you know what I need, want you to see everything
want you to see all of the lights
[Kid Cudi]
Getting mine, baby
gotta let these n-ggas know, yeah
get it right, ay
you should go and get your own
Getting mine, baby
gotta let these n-ggas know, yeah
get it right, ay
you should go and get your own
[Fergie]
Unemployment line, credit card declined
did I not mention I was about to lose my mind?
(my mind, my mind, my mind)
and also was about to do that line
okay, okay, you know we going all the way this time
(this time, this time, this time)
we going all the way this time
(time, time, time, time)
we going all the way this time
we going all the way this time
we going all the way this time
Turn up the lights in New-York, baby
extra bright, I want y'all to see this
turn up the lights in New-York, baby
you know what I need, want you to see everything
want you to see all of the lights
[Alicia Keys]
Whoaa-oh-whoa
Whoaa-oh-whoa-oh
[Elton John]
I tried to tell you but all I could say is ohhhh
[Alicia Keys]
Whoaa-oh-whoa
Whoaa-oh-whoa-oh
[Elton John]
I tried to tell you but all I could say is ohhhh
[Alicia Keys]
Whoaa-oh-whoa
Whoaa-oh-whoa-oh
[Elton John]
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