[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
(From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/k/kanye-west-lyrics/mama_s-boyfriend-lyrics.html)
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]
When I become my mama's boyfriends?
Magic Man (feat. Common) lyrics
{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
[ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/k/kanye-west-lyrics/magic-man-(feat.-common)-lyrics.html ]
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
He's got the whole world in his hand
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
[ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/k/kanye-west-lyrics/magic-man-(feat.-common)-lyrics.html ]
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
He's got the whole world in his hand
Lord Lord Lord lyrics
[Mos Def]
The power of observation
Marvels and frights and strange delights
Attributes, properties, disciplines and novelties
Ecstatic patterns in the calendar design
Wilderness tours guided by and for the blind
Cool ruler standing still sweating through the shade
He knew those lights only grew bright to fame
Dead wrong pageantry, lottery and games
Sleight of hand provided by extravagant and fake
The carnival tilt 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, pardon these 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 a star so large, many more
To make our largest star show small
Furthermore, the end is not the end no stop but a pause
What we can witness is all that is at all
Cuss the mock over scotch and pork chops
The passion, expansion, the order of the random
See the dreamers see the sleepers
Why would you wake ‘em, sweet Jesus and life on Earth
Seek heaven first
Let put in this work
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 looseleaf
And excuse me if I’m trapped by the boobies
Booby trap, holla back
[Swizz Beatz]
AK on the lap like whats that
[- From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/k/kanye-west-lyrics/lord-lord-lord-lyrics.html -]
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 carbon, 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 Deeds 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 hogger
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’ suede n-gga in the damn rain
Aint a damn thing, money aint a damn thing
Ask Yeezy and Mos we do the God damn thing
Get down to the precious lovers
[Chorus]
Lord Lord Lord
This is something special
Lord Lord Lord
This is something special
[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
The power of observation
Marvels and frights and strange delights
Attributes, properties, disciplines and novelties
Ecstatic patterns in the calendar design
Wilderness tours guided by and for the blind
Cool ruler standing still sweating through the shade
He knew those lights only grew bright to fame
Dead wrong pageantry, lottery and games
Sleight of hand provided by extravagant and fake
The carnival tilt 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, pardon these 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 a star so large, many more
To make our largest star show small
Furthermore, the end is not the end no stop but a pause
What we can witness is all that is at all
Cuss the mock over scotch and pork chops
The passion, expansion, the order of the random
See the dreamers see the sleepers
Why would you wake ‘em, sweet Jesus and life on Earth
Seek heaven first
Let put in this work
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 looseleaf
And excuse me if I’m trapped by the boobies
Booby trap, holla back
[Swizz Beatz]
AK on the lap like whats that
[- From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/k/kanye-west-lyrics/lord-lord-lord-lyrics.html -]
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 carbon, 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 Deeds 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 hogger
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’ suede n-gga in the damn rain
Aint a damn thing, money aint a damn thing
Ask Yeezy and Mos we do the God damn thing
Get down to the precious lovers
[Chorus]
Lord Lord Lord
This is something special
Lord Lord Lord
This is something special
[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
Looking For Trouble lyrics
[Pusha T]
Re-Up Gang Pusha
(Looking for trouble, trouble, trouble)
But you found it muthaf-cker
Yes
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
[ From : http://www.elyrics.net/read/k/kanye-west-lyrics/looking-for-trouble-lyrics.html ]
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?
Ironic you been sleeping on the one that you been dreaming ’bout
Lil Jimmy Skit lyrics
[Man]
Hey Jimmy where you going?
[Jimmy]
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.
[ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/k/kanye-west-lyrics/lil-jimmy-skit-lyrics.html ]
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.
Who has that.
Hey Jimmy where you going?
[Jimmy]
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.
[ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/k/kanye-west-lyrics/lil-jimmy-skit-lyrics.html ]
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.
Who has that.
Intro lyrics
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
[- From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/k/kanye-west-lyrics/intro-lyrics.html -]
Thas gon make them start jumpin up and down and sharin candy an' stuff
Think you could probably do somethin for the kids for graduation to sing?
I'm So Appalled lyrics
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, walla
Praises do to the most high Allah
Praises do to the most fly Prada
Baby I'm magic ta-da
Address me as your heiness, high as united
( From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/k/kanye-west-lyrics/i_m-so-appalled-lyrics.html )
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
Hatin from the sidelines, givin you the guidelines
Homecoming lyrics
Songwriters: West, Kanye; Martin, Chris;
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
[- From :http://www.elyrics.net/read/k/kanye-west-lyrics/homecoming-lyrics.html -]
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
Hell Of A Life lyrics
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
[- From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/k/kanye-west-lyrics/hell-of-a-life-lyrics.html -]
[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
That’s one hell of a life
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
[- From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/k/kanye-west-lyrics/hell-of-a-life-lyrics.html -]
[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
That’s one hell of a life
Graduation Day lyrics
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
[ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/k/kanye-west-lyrics/graduation-day-lyrics.html ]
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.
She ain'twalked in my shoes i'm just not everybody.
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
[ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/k/kanye-west-lyrics/graduation-day-lyrics.html ]
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.
She ain'twalked in my shoes i'm just not everybody.
Gorgeous lyrics
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
[. From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/k/kanye-west-lyrics/gorgeous-lyrics.html .]
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
Just say Gorgeous
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
[. From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/k/kanye-west-lyrics/gorgeous-lyrics.html .]
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
Just say Gorgeous
Get Up lyrics
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 [ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/k/kanye-west-lyrics/get-up-lyrics.html ] 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) Jay-Z flows again
Get Em High lyrics (feat. Talib Kweli, Common)
[Kanye West]
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
[Chorus: Kanye West]
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
[Verse 1: Kanye West]
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'
[Chorus: Kanye West]
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
[Verse 2: Kanye West]
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
[ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/k/kanye-west-lyrics/get-em-high-lyrics.html ]
[Verse 3: Talib Kweli]
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
[Verse 4: Common]
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
[Chorus: Kanye West]
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
Gay Fish lyrics
(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
[ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/k/kanye-west-lyrics/gay-fish-lyrics.html ]
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)
Making love to other gay fish
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
[ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/k/kanye-west-lyrics/gay-fish-lyrics.html ]
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)
Making love to other gay fish
Good Friday lyrics
(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
[From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/k/kanye-west-lyrics/good-friday-lyrics.html ]
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
I know the city gettin’ ready
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
[From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/k/kanye-west-lyrics/good-friday-lyrics.html ]
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
I know the city gettin’ ready
Flashing Lights lyrics (feat. Dwele)
Flashing lights, lights
Flashing lights, lights
Flashing lights, lights
Flashing lights, lights
[Kanye West]
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
[Dwele]
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
[Kanye West]
I know it's been a while,
Sweetheart, we hard-ly talk, I was doing my thing
[ From : http://www.elyrics.net/read/k/kanye-west-lyrics/flashing-lights-lyrics.html ]
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
[Dwele]
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
[Fade out]
Lights, lights, lights, lights...
Flashing lights, lights
Flashing lights, lights
Flashing lights, lights
[Kanye West]
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
[Dwele]
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
[Kanye West]
I know it's been a while,
Sweetheart, we hard-ly talk, I was doing my thing
[ From : http://www.elyrics.net/read/k/kanye-west-lyrics/flashing-lights-lyrics.html ]
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
[Dwele]
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
[Fade out]
Lights, lights, lights, lights...
Family Business lyrics
[Intro: Kanye West]
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)
[Verse 1: Kanye West]
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
[Hook: Choir]
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
[Verse 2: Kanye West]
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
[ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/k/kanye-west-lyrics/family-business-lyrics.html ]
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
[Interlude: Choir]
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
[Verse 3: Kanye West]
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
[Interlude: Choir]
(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
[Hook: Choir]
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
[Females:] (oooh) All these things (these things)
[Males:] All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
[F:] All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
[M:] All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
[F:] All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
[M:] All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
[F:] All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
[M:] All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
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)
[Verse 1: Kanye West]
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
[Hook: Choir]
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
[Verse 2: Kanye West]
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
[ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/k/kanye-west-lyrics/family-business-lyrics.html ]
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
[Interlude: Choir]
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
[Verse 3: Kanye West]
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
[Interlude: Choir]
(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
[Hook: Choir]
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
[Females:] (oooh) All these things (these things)
[Males:] All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
[F:] All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
[M:] All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
[F:] All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
[M:] All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
[F:] All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
[M:] All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
Don't Stop lyrics
[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
Don’t stop, dont stop...
Don't Look Down lyrics
[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
Spread your wings, aerial
Diamonds From Sierra Leone lyrics
[Intro]
Diamonds are forever
They won't leave in the night
I've no fear that they might
Desert me
[Chorus]
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
[Chorus]
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)
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever)
Devil In A New Dress lyrics
[Kanye West]
I love it though
I love it though
[Chorus]
Uh put your hands to the constellations
They way you look should be a sin, you my sensation
I know I’m preaching to the congregation
We love Jesus but you done learned a lot from Satan
I mean a n-gga did a lot of waiting
We aint married but tonight I need some consummation
[Kanye West]
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 gone wake up and not love me no more
I thought I was the ass hole, I guess it’s rubbing off
Hood phenomenom, the Lebron of rhyme
Hard to be humble when you stuntin on a jumbotron
I’m looking at her like “this what you really want it, huh?”
What we argue anyway, oh I forgot its summertime
[Chorus]
Uh put your hands to the constellations
They way you look should be a sin, you my sensation
I know I’m preaching to the congregation
We love Jesus but you done learned a lot from Satan
I mean a n-gga did a lot of waiting
We aint married but tonight I need some consummation
(satan, satan, satan)
[Kanye West]
When the sun go down its the magic hour
The magic hour
And outta all the colours that are still up the skies
You got green on your mind
I can see it in your eyes
Why you standing there with your face screwed up
Don’t leave while your hot that’s how Mase screwed up
Throwing sh-t around, the whole place screwed up
Maybe I should call Mase so that 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 humour
But tonight you should have seen how quiet the room was
The Lyor Cohen or Dior Homme thats Dior Homme not Dior homie
The crib scarface couldn’t be more Tony
You love me for me could you be more phoney
[Chorus]
Uh 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 evening
Cat got your tongue?
I love it though
I love it though
[Chorus]
Uh put your hands to the constellations
They way you look should be a sin, you my sensation
I know I’m preaching to the congregation
We love Jesus but you done learned a lot from Satan
I mean a n-gga did a lot of waiting
We aint married but tonight I need some consummation
[Kanye West]
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 gone wake up and not love me no more
I thought I was the ass hole, I guess it’s rubbing off
Hood phenomenom, the Lebron of rhyme
Hard to be humble when you stuntin on a jumbotron
I’m looking at her like “this what you really want it, huh?”
What we argue anyway, oh I forgot its summertime
[Chorus]
Uh put your hands to the constellations
They way you look should be a sin, you my sensation
I know I’m preaching to the congregation
We love Jesus but you done learned a lot from Satan
I mean a n-gga did a lot of waiting
We aint married but tonight I need some consummation
(satan, satan, satan)
[Kanye West]
When the sun go down its the magic hour
The magic hour
And outta all the colours that are still up the skies
You got green on your mind
I can see it in your eyes
Why you standing there with your face screwed up
Don’t leave while your hot that’s how Mase screwed up
Throwing sh-t around, the whole place screwed up
Maybe I should call Mase so that 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 humour
But tonight you should have seen how quiet the room was
The Lyor Cohen or Dior Homme thats Dior Homme not Dior homie
The crib scarface couldn’t be more Tony
You love me for me could you be more phoney
[Chorus]
Uh 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 evening
Cat got your tongue?
Dark Fantasy lyrics
Nicki Minaj:
You might think you've picked a scene
But you haven't
The real ones far to mean
The watered down one
The one you know
Was made up centuries ago
It made it sound all wack and corny
Yes, it's all full blasted boring
Twisted fiction
Sick addiction
Well gather round children
Zip it listen!
Can we get much higher
So high oh oh ohh oh oh ohhhh oh
Ohh can we get much higher
So high oh oh ohh oh oh ohhh oh
Can we get much higher
So high oh oh ohh oh oh ohhh oh
Ohh can we get much higher
So high oh oh ohh oh oh ohhh oh
Kanye West:
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I fantasized about 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
DJ's need to listen to the model's
You ain't got no fuckin' Yeezy in your Serrato?
(You ain't got no Yeezy, nigga?)
stupid, but what the fuck do I know?
I'm just a Chi-town nigga with a Nas flow
and my bitch 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 Leon-a 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 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 your wins low
don't make me pull the toys out, huh
don't make me pull the toyyyys
and fire up the engines huh
and then they make noooise
Can we get much higher
So high oh oh ohh oh oh ohhhh oh oh
At the mall there was a seance
just kids, no parents
then the sky filled with heron
(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 moved her back in Paris)
Can we get much higher
So high oh oh ohh oh oh ohhhh oh
oh
You might think you've picked a scene
But you haven't
The real ones far to mean
The watered down one
The one you know
Was made up centuries ago
It made it sound all wack and corny
Yes, it's all full blasted boring
Twisted fiction
Sick addiction
Well gather round children
Zip it listen!
Can we get much higher
So high oh oh ohh oh oh ohhhh oh
Ohh can we get much higher
So high oh oh ohh oh oh ohhh oh
Can we get much higher
So high oh oh ohh oh oh ohhh oh
Ohh can we get much higher
So high oh oh ohh oh oh ohhh oh
Kanye West:
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I fantasized about 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
DJ's need to listen to the model's
You ain't got no fuckin' Yeezy in your Serrato?
(You ain't got no Yeezy, nigga?)
stupid, but what the fuck do I know?
I'm just a Chi-town nigga with a Nas flow
and my bitch 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 Leon-a 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 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 your wins low
don't make me pull the toys out, huh
don't make me pull the toyyyys
and fire up the engines huh
and then they make noooise
Can we get much higher
So high oh oh ohh oh oh ohhhh oh oh
At the mall there was a seance
just kids, no parents
then the sky filled with heron
(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 moved her back in Paris)
Can we get much higher
So high oh oh ohh oh oh ohhhh oh
oh
Crack Music lyrics (feat. The Game)
[Hook]
[Kanye]
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
[The Game]
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
[Verse 1]
[Kanye]
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.
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
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.
[The Game]
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
[Kanye]
God-how could you let this happen, happen, happen, happen, happen, happen?
La-la-la [etc.]
[Kanye]
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
[The Game]
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
[Kanye]
That's that crack music, crack music,that real black music, black music
[Malik Yusef]
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
This dark diction has become America's addiction those who ain't even black use it.
Christian Dior Denim Flow lyrics
[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
Haters, copy, I’m the image
Champion lyrics
Songwriters: Fagen, Donald; Becker, Walter;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?
Chain Heavy lyrics
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,
This is the making of a masterpiece, so we broke out the chains and told the master peace.
Can't Tell Me Nothing lyrics Songwriters: Jenkins, Jay; Harris, Clifford Joseph; Davis, Aldrin; West, Kanye
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
Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
Blame Game lyrics [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)
Yeezy thought you well, Yeezy thought you well.
Bittersweet Poetry lyrics (feat. John Mayer)
[Chorus]
[John Mayer:]
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
[Verse 1:]
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...
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
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
[Chorus]
[Kanye:]
I fucked up and I know it g
I guess it's bittersweet poetry
[Bridge x2]
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
[Chorus]
Barry Bonds lyrics (feat. Lil Wayne)
[Kanye West]
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
[Hook - Kanye West]
(yeah yeah yeah yeah)
We outta here baby!
We outta here baby!
We outta here baby!
[Kanye West]
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
[Hook - Lil Wayne]
(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
[Lil Wayne]
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
[Chorus - Kanye West]
We outta here baby
We outta here baby
We outta here baby
[Lil Wayne]
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
(yeah yeah yeah yeah)
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
[Hook - Kanye West]
(yeah yeah yeah yeah)
We outta here baby!
We outta here baby!
We outta here baby!
[Kanye West]
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
[Hook - Lil Wayne]
(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
[Lil Wayne]
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
[Chorus - Kanye West]
We outta here baby
We outta here baby
We outta here baby
[Lil Wayne]
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
(yeah yeah yeah yeah)
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