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Nigga I aint new to this shit cause I grew up on the other side Hey, ooh Thugger Guess what? I aint new to this shit, fuck-nigga Im trappin from the other side So get outta your seat, stand up Stand up A fuck-nigga hate me while his old lady participate Please tell that lil nigga man up Man up Man up Hey, hey, man up, man up, man up First of all, let me tell you somethin, boy I dont give no fuck bout no niggas I dont give no fuck, Im not givin two fucks Roll up and pop one of these niggas I do this shit for my woadies You do this shit for your shorty, you bitch Shut the fuck nigga, fresh out of the bottle The hood be callin, sell the plug Ima wipe a nigga nose, shatter like a picture Ima fuck his ho like these bitches up on this missile Ima get a whole lotta lead for these pistols And my money long like the nose on a prince But she gon fuck, she write, no pen But you know Im gon suspend her I aint new to this shit, fuck-nigga Im trappin from the other side So get outta your seat, stand up Stand up A fuck-nigga hate me while his old lady participate Please tell that lil nigga man up Man up Man up Hey, hey, man up, man up, man up Dum-dum-dum on my enna, yeah Woo! Toppin off like I mean her Woo! Goin back and I need her Woo! Might jump off when I need her Haan? Fuck is you talkin bout, bitch, you offendin me Checkin em off when you niggas is gettin it Fore I go turn it out, I bet I can, ah Jumpin up off, you better get now Doin for something on that thing Though Im not in my feelings, man up I aint new to this shit, fuck-nigga Im trappin from the other side So get outta your seat, stand up Stand up A fuck-nigga hate me while his old lady participate Please tell that lil nigga man up Man up Man up Hey, hey, man up, man up, man up

I can give you everything that you want You cant buy this at no luxury store Theres a place you gotta go Before I let you take it all Its like a drug, it should be illegal Baby, you should get down low And drink my precious alcohol You look so thirsty, I think you need it Kiss it better, kiss it better Dont it taste like holy water? Make it wetter, make it wetter Dont it taste like holy water? Kiss it better, make it wetter Dont it taste like holy water? Kiss it better, kiss it better I can teach you all the things you dont know Its rare like mink, its something you wanna own Theres something you gotta hit Its sacred and immaculate I can let you in heavens door I promise you its not a sin Find salvation deep within We can do it here on the floor Kiss it better, kiss it better Dont it taste like holy water? Make it wetter, make it wetter Dont it taste like holy water? Kiss it better, make it wetter Dont it taste like holy water? Kiss it better, kiss it better Dont it taste like holy water, like holy water? Dont it taste like holy water? Bless yourself and genuflect Dont it taste like holy water, like holy water? Dont it taste like holy water? If you like it, please confess Dont it taste like holy water, like holy water? Dont it taste like holy water? Bless yourself and genuflect Dont it taste like holy water, like holy water? Dont it taste like holy water? Yeezus loves my pussy best Ladies with an attitude Dont just stand there Dont-dont, dont just stand there Dont just stand there, lets get to it Strike a pose, theres nothin to it Come on, vogue Let your body move to the music Come on, vogue Let your body go with the flow You know you can do it Come on, vogue Let your body move to the music Come on, vogue Let your body go with the flow You know you can do it Greta Garbo, and Monroe Dietrich and DiMaggio Marlon Brando, Jimmy Dean On the cover of a magazine Grace Kelly; Harlow, Jean Picture of a beauty queen Gene Kelly, Fred Astaire Ginger Rodgers, dance on air They had style, they had grace Rita Hayworth gave good face Lauren, Katherine, Lana too Bette Davis, we love you Ladies with an attitude Fellows that were in the mood Dont just stand there, lets get to it Strike a pose, theres nothing to it Kiss it better, kiss it better Make it wetter, make it wetter Kiss it better, make it wetter Kiss it better, kiss it better Dont it taste like holy water, like holy water? Do-dont it taste like holy water? Bless yourself and genuflect Dont it taste like holy water, like holy water? Do-dont it taste like holy water? Yeezus loves my pussy best Dont it taste like holy water, like holy water? Do-dont it taste like holy water? Bless yourself and genuflect Dont it taste like holy water, like holy water? Do-dont it taste like holy water? Bless yourself and genuflect Yeezus loves my pussy best

Im so appalled, Spalding ball Balding Donald Trump taking dollars from yall Baby, youre fired, your girlfriend hired But if you dont mind, Ima keep you on call We above the law, we dont give a fuck bout yall I got dogs thatll chew a fucking hole through the wall But since they all lovers, I need more rubbers And if I dont use rubbers, need more covers Housekeeping, I mean goddamn One time let it be a bad bitch sweeping That know we get Os like Cheerios That know because they seen us in the videos That know the day that you play me Would be the same day MTV play videos That was a little joke, voila Praises due to the most high, Allah Praises due to the most fly, Prada Baby, Im magic, tada Address me as your highness, high as United 30,000 feet up and you are not invited Niggas be writing bullshit like they gotta work Niggas is going through real shit, man, they out of work Thats why another goddamn dance track gotta hurt Thats why Id rather spit something that got a purp Champagne wishes, thirty white bitches I mean this shit is fucking ridiculous Fucking ridiculous, I mean this shit is fucking ridiculous Five star dishes, different exotic fishes Man, this shit is fucking ridiculous Fucking ridiculous Success is what you make it, take it how it come A half a mil in twenties like a billion where Im from An arrogant drug dealer, the legend I become CNN said Id be dead by twenty-one Blackjack, I just pulled an ace As you looking at the king in his face Everything I dream, motherfuckers, Im watching it take shape While to you Im just a young rich nigga that lacks faith Range Rove, leather roof, love war, fuck a truce Still move a bird like Im in bed with Mother Goose Them hoes coming in a bakers dozen Claiming they was with me when they know they really wasnt I keep the citys best, never said she was the brightest So if you had her too, it dont affect me in the slightest I never met a bitch that didnt need a little guidance So I dismiss her past until she disappoints your highness I speak the gospel, hostile Tony doing time for what he did to nostrils Paranoid mind, Im still under the watchful Eye of the law, aspire for more Them kilos came, we gave you Bobby Brown jaw Flaws aint flaws when its you that makes the call Flow similar to the legends of the falls Spill it, I own you all, yuugh! Champagne wishes, thirty white bitches I mean this shit is fucking ridiculous Fucking ridiculous, I mean this shit is fucking ridiculous Five star dishes, different exotic fishes Man, this shit is fucking ridiculous Fucking ridiculous Yeah Hah, I am so outrageous I wear my pride on my sleeve like a bracelet If God had an iPod, Id be on his playlist My phrases amazes the faces in places The favorite, hah, my cup overrunneth with hundreds Dummy, damn, its hard not for me to waste it The new Commandment: "Thou shalt not hate, kid" My movement is like the civil rights, Im Ralph David Abernathy, so call my lady Rosa Parks I am nothing like them niggas, baby, those are marks I met this girl on Valentines Day, fucked her in May She found out about April, so she chose to march Hah, damn another broken heart I keep bitches by the twos, nigga, Noahs Ark I got a seven on me, I call my dro Lamar Plus a Trojan in my pocket, Matt Leinart, hah G-A-T in the Pathfinder Cause you haters got PhDs Yall just some major haters and some math minors Tiger Woods, dont make me grab iron Champagne wishes, thirty white bitches I mean this shit is fucking ridiculous Fucking ridiculous, I mean this shit is fucking ridiculous Cars for the missus and furs for the mistress You know that shit is fucking ridiculous Fucking ridiculous, you know this shit is fucking ridiculous

Yeah, 9:08 L.A. time Back in the lab and shit My wife said, I cant say no to nobody And at this rate we gon both die broke Got friends that ask me for money knowin Im in debt And like my wife said, I still didnt say no People tryna say Im goin crazy on Twitter My friends best advice was to stay low I guess its hard to decipher all of the bills Especially when you got family members on payroll The media said it was outlandish spendin The media said hes way out of control I just feel like Im the only one not pretendin Im not out of control, Im just not in they control I know Im the most influential That TIME cover was just confirmation This generations closest thing to Einstein So dont worry about me, Im fine I can see a thousand years from now in real life Skate on the paradigm and shift it when I feel like Troll conventional thought, dont need to question I know its antiquated so sometimes I get aggressive Thank God for Jay Electra, he down with the mission Did it with no permission, on our own conditions Most blacks with money have been beaten to submission Yeezy with the big house, did it way different Never listen to Hollywood producers Dont stare at money too long, its Medusa The ultimate Gemini has survived I wasnt supposed to make it past 25 Yeah, youre lookin at the church in the night sky Wonderin whether Gods gonna say hi Oh, youre lookin at the church in the night sky And you wonder where is God in your nightlife Yeah, youre lookin at the church in the night sky Wonderin whether Gods gonna say hi Yeah, I feel like Im home, yeah, yeah Ive been wakin the spirits of millions more to come A million illegally downloaded my truth over the drums I believe in the children, listen to the kids, bro If the phone ringin, go and get your kids ho Brother Don Muhammad told the minister about the presentation He sat back and smiled Black on black lies is worse than black on black crime The Jews share their truth on how to make a dime Most black men couldnt balance a checkbook But buy a new car, talkin bout "how my neck look?" Well... it all looks great Four hundred years later, we buyin our own chains The light is before us brothers, so the devil workin hard Real family stick together and see through the mirage The smokescreens, perceptions of false reality Who the real owner if your boss gets a salary? I am one with the people I am one with the people Ive been woken from enlightened mans dream Checkin Instagram comments to crowdsource my self esteem Let me not say too much or do too much Cause if Im up way too much, Im out of touch Im prayin a out-of-body experience will happen So the people can see my light, now its not just rappin God, I have humbled myself before the court Drop my ego and confidence was my last resort I know, I know He got a plan, I know Im on Your beams One set of footsteps, You was carryin me When I turned on the news and they was buryin me One set of footsteps, You was carryin me When I was negotiatin with Apple, it was Larry and me Told Tim Cook to call me, I was scary to see I wouldve took a hundred million and gave 20 to Hov I heard its the way they did it when we only had a stove But its better that I stayed at home with my folks Cause if Jay a billionaire then Ima never go broke Only thing I ask is next time Im on stage we all go We all go Not just by myself, lookin for niggas like wheres Waldo She got the same shoes as my wife but she copped em at Aldo Modern day MJ with a off the wall flow Nightlife, walk all over me Walk all over me Im deliverin everything Ive ever sent that youll bring Fly, fly, fly overseas Fly overseas Oh, anywhere, everything but in between Oh, yeah Yeah, youre lookin at the church in the night sky Wonderin whether Gods gonna say hi Oh, youre lookin at the church in the night sky And you wonder where is God in your nightlife Yeah, youre lookin at the church in the night sky Wonderin whether Gods gonna say hi Oh, youre lookin at the church in the night sky And you wonder where is God in your nightlife Please face me when I speak Please say to me something before you leave Youve been treating me like Im invisible, now Im invisible to you Oh invisible truths they say, I cant quite understand what you say Understand, understand, understand Im standing under oath with my hand on the book Tell the truth, nothing but the whole truth And you always give me half of you, half of you Take half of a shot Wont you let my heart go? Make you feel something that Im feeling Yeah, youre lookin at the church in the night sky Wonderin whether Gods gonna say hi Oh, youre lookin at the church in the night sky And you wonder where is God in your nightlife Yeah, youre lookin at the church in the night sky Wonderin whether Gods gonna say hi Oh, youre lookin at the church in the night sky And you wonder where is God in your nightlife

I did not diss Taylor Swift and Ive never dissed her... First thing is Im an artist and as an artist I will express how I feel with no censorship 2nd thing I asked my wife for her blessings and she was cool with it 3rd thing I called Taylor and had a hour long convo with her about the line and she thought it was funny and gave her blessings 4th Bitch is an endearing term in hip hop like the word Nigga 5th thing I’m not even gone take credit for the idea… it’s actually something Taylor came up with … She was having dinner with one of our friends who’s name I will keep out of this and she told him I can’t be mad at Kanye because he made me famous! #FACTS 6th Stop trying to demonize real artist Stop trying to compromise art That’s why music is so fucking watered down right now I miss that DMX feeling 7th I miss that feeling so that’s what I want to help restore 8th They want to control us with money and perception and mute the culture but you can see at Madison Square Garden that you can stop us 9th It felt like a seen from The Warriors ALL GODS ALL GODS ALL GODS in the buildin not just the famous people there but the kids the moms the dads the families that came to share this moment with us

Just a castaway An island lost at sea Another lonely day With no one here but me More loneliness Than any man could bear Rescue me before I fall into despair Ill send an SOS to the world Ill send an SOS to the world I hope that someone gets my I hope that someone gets my I hope that someone gets my Message in a bottle Message in a bottle A year has passed since I wrote my note But I should have known this right from the start Only hope can keep me together Love can mend your life But love can break your heart Ill send an SOS to the world Ill send an SOS to the world I hope that someone gets my I hope that someone gets my I hope that someone gets my Message in a bottle Mr. Kanye West, everybody Yeah, yeah, yeah Put your hands in the air Im sendin a message in a bottle It says we need a new tomorrow And we need some new leaders to follow Yeah we need some new leaders to follow Im tellin you everything that I know Al Gore got robbed cause he got my vote And Ima tell you this because I should Sting, you the only police good in the hood And, and, now throw your hands in the air And, and, we gon elect John for mayor And wave em around like you just dont care, yeah Wave em around like you just dont care, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Sending out an SOS We can save the world Sending out an SOS Sending out an SOS We can save the world Sending out an SOS We can save the world Sending out an SOS We can save the world Sending out an SOS We can save the world Sending out an SOS We can save the world Sending out an SOS Sending out an SOS Sending out an SOS Sending out an SOS

This is a story of a man, who has found the most unfunny shit ever, and now he’s mad, so now he’s gonna make a song about it. Enjoy It’s the yankee Yankee with no brim Brim with no yankee No more brims for me Brims all just for me No more brims they’re not for me I fell deep You ain’t have to meet me Open my eyes and I’ll see Got no brims just like a father Leave it up to you Yankee shirt damped in water I’ll leave it up to you Let me discover The yankee with no brim This shit gonna ruin me A new month, more shitty memes Won’t stop, they keep coming How much longer will I have to suffer cause of challenged teens? If you’re listening to this you’re not funny All this arguing make my stummy, hurt, pain, that’s all I feel now People think they’re comedians, twitter retards got no obedience, make a funny tweet but forget the main ingredient, and that’s humor, cause you’re not funny a bit, so bow down to your king and suck my fat fucking dick How many more times you gonna make retarded jokes that make no sense How many more times you’ll try so hard to make amends How many more times you’ll follow shitty unfunny trends Wonder why you got no friends, your humor makes me wanna end it all, you got no balls, too scared to answer booty calls Got more foes than friends Need to be careful how I spend My time with others, cause one day they’ll leave you for each other Go do something productive, stop posting brims, you don’t know about them, I’ve been rocking yankees since 2010, you just follow trends I’m chasing bags, you’re chasing retweets Do whatever you need, just don’t worry about me It’s the yankee Yankee with no brim Brim with no yankee No more brims for me Brims all just for me No more brims they’re not for me Unfunny Got nothing to do with me Open my eyes and I’ll see Yankee shirt damped in water Humor lift me up Don’t let me drown That’s the story of

Shoutout to Reflex for bringing me this sample. Any and everybody who helped with the Be album, we brought back that real hip-hop shit. This is one of the greatest times of my life. You know we workin on a new joint "Finding Forever" right now, be in stores this summer. Depending on what year youre listening to this mixtape, it mightve been in stores last summer, depending on what year that is. I wont say the year because Extra P told me dont say the year. So from now, till forever baby "Finding Forever". Hi boys and girls, I always wanted to say that over this sample, I have nothing else to say though. Hooooo!

Okay! Im reloaded Jay what up, nigga Feel like past this shit And Im tellin you Ima do it my way West side of the Windy, what up? Our medicine You know its no holds bars when homes layin these bars No horse playin with broads, homes made him a star The stars made him a target Cause hes the reasons fans are sayin his shit is garbage And mines is much better Admirin touch better with much more in advance And nowdays Im lookin forward to much more in advance Coulda been in the hood, usin Desert for street cred What I did for the game, I gave the Desert its street cred Me and the A-Team took the streets by storm Group cosigned with the courtesy of the Storm Now Im tryna reflect the tone like the tsunami storm Tell Joe and Dame I get it, I put the Roc on C-I-N-C-I-A the squad Yall niggas oughta salute me Admire the truth, B, you niggas aint got what it takes The closer they get to the light is well, bein a groupie Ye, talk to em! Dawg what you gon tell me? How you gon sell me? You cant tell me the way to do it Cause Ive been on the grind and I stay into it Ye, talk to em! Dawg what you gon tell me? How you gon sell me? You cant tell me the way to do it Cause Ive been on the grind and I stay into it Like you cant say that Im like, who the fuck said? Who the fuck made you Puff, and who the fuck said This was Making A Band? What Im sayin should stand A few rappers alive but the best niggas is dead See Im the rebel that led the hometown to the forefront Treat the game like the corner, milk crate at the storefront OGs had it poppin, Im the blocks newcomer My product is proper so Im doin my numbers This shit is sellin itself, but a few producers helped Like Ye, Dame, Grease, need a little search for self Now this shit wont stay in the stores like its allergic to the shelves And change wont change dude like he immune to the wealth My presence is felt like braille, oh hell Its hip hops savior, flow sweeter than that sherbets flavor If you aint never seen a star, wont you take you a glance I aint lean back, nigga, I just pull up my pants and dip my way Ye, talk to em! Ye, talk to em! Dawg what you gon tell me? How you gon sell me? You cant tell me the way to do it Cause Ive been on the grind and I stay into it Ye, talk to em! Dawg what you gon tell me? How you gon sell me? You cant tell me the way to do it Cause Ive been on the grind and I stay into it I did it my way, you can call me Frank in the flesh When I do it, I spew it like I was spittin it for Frank in the flesh You cant imagine the triumph of an orphans life Ive overcame the obstacles, defied the odds twice Met Ye in the Chi, had a deal and all Didnt work out, back to the drawin board Back to the hood, back to the basics, yall Had to learn to cook with raw, no fakin, yall Always knew that I would make it, yall So the failure wasnt quite my style Had to recognize, it was light at the end of the tunnel I see more cake, like with Betty Crocker Betty rock em, got me rockin Crop you downs like , I came, I saw I keep my , and thoughts I pour Leave you the Porsche, the keys to the T-OP floor Either or Ye, talk to em! Dawg what you gon tell me? How you gon sell me? You cant tell me the way to do it Cause Ive been on the grind and I stay into it Ye, talk to em! Dawg what you gon tell me? How you gon sell me? You cant tell me the way to do it Cause Ive been on the grind and I stay into it

Rest in peace, homie Lil Mike, lets go I put on I put on I put on The Recession on the way, hey, but on another note A lot of sounding like Young, tell em register to quote See I rolled them back-to-back like Im registered to smoke Yeah I got it on me now but I aint registered to tote You could ask Dallas Austin you could ask Rico Wayde I kept the lights on in Atlanta when Goody and Cash took a break And you can say that "he this" and you can say that "he that," But one things for damn sure I put the city on my back And I ain’t goin nowhere that movin money aint changed em But the vaults were too small at the bank so I rearranged em These rappers around my way aint got mo’ money then me I’m blinded by my own ice but I got mo money to see And I ain’t dissin I’m just spittin’ what I call is the truth! So catch me ridin without that thang what you call is the roof! I got the money in my palms like I carved the Malouf! Cuz I gotta make myself clear just like a bottle of Goose! And I can see right through ya Don’t let the mic fool ya Say the wrong words and my click might do ya So before you go runnin your mouth and say some shit youll regret This is just a small verse so that these boys dont forget I put on I put on, I put on, I put on I put on for my city, on-on for my city I put on for my city, on-on for my city I put on for my city, on-on for my city I put on for my city, on-on for my city When they see me off in traffic they say "Jeezy on some other shit" Send them pussy niggas runnin straight back to the dealership Me, Im in my spaceship, thats right, I work for NASA This FNH is not a fraud, call that bitch my bodyguard "Call that bitch your bodyguard?" Yeah, thats my bodyguard Wear a lot of jewelry, Young dont do security Whats whiter than a napkin, harder than a dinner plate? If you want it, come and get it, you know I stay super straight Ran up in my spots and now Im working out the Super 8 Know you niggas hungry, come and get a super plate Yall sing happy birthday, yeah, I got that super cake Hundred karat bracelet, I use it like some super bait I put on for my city, on-on for my city I put on for my city, on-on for my city Put on put on Put on put on, lets go! I put on for my city, on-on for my city I put on for my city, on-on for my city Put on put on Put on put on, lets go! Ey Guru, put a lil T-Pain on my shit too Clear my throat, know what I mean? Uh I put on... G-Mix I dont need no T-Pain, I got this one Yes I put Marcy on the map, I put Brooklyn on my back I put Fab back on the charts, I put Biggie in my raps I put Nas with Def Jam, I let Diddy do my tracks I put on for my city, thats a motherfucking fact I put Mike Jack on stage at Summer Jam, "Billie Jean" I put Prodigy in his place on that Summer Jam screen I put Preme in my truck told him leave them streets alone I predicted jail would happen, shit, I tried to put him on All these niggas taking credit for the work that I put in If you really put me on, put yourself on then I put miles on that hooptie, I put hours in that kitchen Put that on my "Dear Mama" this is fact not fiction Feds were trying to build a case, I was headed for conviction Til the greatest flow in the world put me on television I put on for my city so when Im dead and gone I got one last wish: put my Yankee hat on I put on for my city, on-on for my city I put on for my city, on-on for my city Put on put on Put on put on, lets go I put on for my city, on-on for my city I put on for my city, on-on for my city Put on put on Put on put on, lets go I put on, I put on, I put on I put on for my city, I put on for my I put on for my city, I put on for my city On I feel like its still niggas that owe me checks I feel like its still bitches that owe me sex I feel like this but niggas dont know hes stressed I lost the only girl in the world that know me best I got the money and the fame, man, that dont mean shit I got the Jesus on a chain, man, that dont mean shit Cause when the Jesus pieces cant bring me peace Yo, I need just at least, uh, one of Russells nieces On, I let my nightmares go I put on everybody that I knew from the Go I know hoes that was frontin when they knew he was broke They say, "Damn, Yeezy Yeezy, you dont know us no more?" "You got that big fame, homie, and you just changed on me" You can ask big homie, man, the top so lonely I aint lyin So lonely, I aint lyin! Let me see what we have tonight Im high as a satellite I see those flashing lights Cause every night, every night, I put on I put on for my city, on-on for my city I put on for my city, on-on for my city Put on put on Put on put on, lets go! I put on for my city, on-on for my city I put on for my city, on-on for my city Put on put on Put on put on, lets go! Let me see what we have tonight Im high as a satellite I see those flashing lights Cause every night, every night Let me see what we have tonight Im high as a satellite I see those flashing lights

.yeah .yeah .yeah .this goes hard .uh .yeah .i walk into the taco bell .and i smell the taco smell .i ask te guy "give me that taco mail" .he like ok .he hand me an envelope made out of taco material .i open it .smash bothers invitation .oh yeah .oh yeah .oh yeah .i walk into the taco bell .i got the taco mail .i see travis scott .i like ""letter say: i can bring one extra man to smash bro" .will you come to the game with me .travis was like "yeah" .i was like "yeah" *sfx: record scratches* *sfx: boing boing boing boing* *sfx: toad mario kart* *sfx: splooge noise * .yuh .im fighting mario .next im going to fight lucario .fire balls

Now that the tears dry and the pain takes over Lets talk this payola You killed Gods baby when it wasnt his will And blood spill, we cant talk this shit over The Lord is my shepherd, I am not sheep I am just a short stones throw from the streets I bring my offerin, I will not preach Awaken my demons, you can hear that man screaming Im no different than the priest, priest Santería E a viagem foi tão longa E na minha caminhada Obstáculos na estrada Mas enfim aqui estou Na estrada Mas enfim aqui estou They say that death comes in threes, how appropriate Triple back, they rush in like Soviets At the Kremlin Searchin for the green like a Gremlin, presidential emblem Presidential tint on this shit that I am driven in I just place orders and drop dollars Rottweilers roam the grounds, the Glock hollers The three of yall too accessible Seen all the wrong moves, watchin The Untouchables We dont do vegetables, niggas get flatlined Welcome all beef, then we heat em with flat irons Your plans are backfiring, think of double-crossin a priest Hail Mary, repeat after me Santería! E a viagem foi tão longa E na minha caminhada Obstáculos na estrada Mas enfim aqui estou Na estrada Mas enfim aqui estou Of all the things Ive ever paid for Know that its no price tag when I wage war Its no more to pray for, niggas get preyed on Darken my doorstep, they told me the days gone You listenin, DeVon? As Im talkin to your spirit, for Gods sakes Im dealin with heartbreak Checkin my ego, Im livin with lost faith Im backin this hit, nigga, you ever seen Shark Tank? I paid em in small bills, all of em small face I bet when we draw blood, you niggas will draw a blank Dress you in all black, partnered with All Saints Our numbers is all facts, my shooters give all thanks And all praise, no jail bars can save Leave you like Malcolm where X marks your grave Hey, its probably better this way Its cheaper when the chaplain prays Santería! E a viagem foi tão longa E na minha caminhada Obstáculos na estrada Mas enfim aqui estou Na estrada Mas enfim aqui estou

Believe me when I tell ya You dont want the drama A yo, for years I been buyin my coke from the same cat Dominican nigga who look black This summer I heard that I see me always swerve wit a where the bird at Apocalyptic, I pop biscuits , my bitch is topless Not too excited I skeet skeet my own boxes Drama King got the drama goods Same place as the Domin Osama Hood Shoot up the thug and still puttin the dame on it The pimps had to give me a cup wit my name on it I was "Gordito" Im still Gordo or "Gito" Still know how to get the raw dough for cheap-o Im lastin all palm wit the connect of a "perico" N.O.R.E. got no manners I take a picture of ya "culo" wit the phone cameras Go into ya own banners , they say my ballin so hot like lone candles And port or part of Santiago wit my own hammers Believe me when I say You dont want no drama Its ghetto die hood, thugged out all day You dont want no problems Shit is real killer, you could ask KaySlay Believe me when I tell ya! We drama kings nigga we dont play You dont want the drama Nature, alright, the year 2000 and 4 the War Report Niggas make it out the hood, its a small reward We all fucked up and mauled cause thats all we saw Tryin to rob from the the rich and let the poor get poor Or rob the poor cause niggas be the hungriest Im on the Internet - catch me on your Buddy List Catch me where the money is, megas and millions And the barrel got the kick of 11 guerillas Seen niggas get hit and lose a whole lot of blood When a nigga legit, a nigga knowin how to stunt Uptown, Downtown, go wherever he at Nigga make it implication, shit better be fat Nigga small talk, its all talk - let it be that I get pussy from my friends give my enemies clap You dont want me on ya block niggas better be strapped So relax nigga My name ring from the Clippers to the Nets You could look and see Im Dirty Jerz down to the zippers on my sweats Far from the type of cat that pay a bitchs rent I got a +Fox+ like +Vivica+ and never gave her +50 Cent+ And I bet you aint ready for war yet My niggas got stripes, who walk around like the Barbershop Quartet? Its no way to harm this nigga I dont need no bitch to pump eye until my arms get bigger Still a problem in this the rap game, problem in the street Yo Slay, they havin problems, we can solve em wit the heat I show em what the drama is Thats when ya whole shit splattered all across the front porch in momma crib And wit a couple hot slugs get behind ya ribs You really mean it when ya screamin , "Im just tryin to live!" The game is over now Yall niggas slept long enough, time to come up out that coma now, uh Yo, straight off the bat You dont want the drama nigga Left Gunz gon clap When Im comin try to run and catch one in ya back Ooh! You dont really want the problems Got a whole lot of family out in Spanish Harlem Pop goes the weasel, out comes the Mack And nothin to gain but pimpin the game

So after walking through here I decided that I wanted to make sure for anyone that didn’t have tickets tonight that you all could have tickets to the show. So anybody who wants to come tonight, you can have tickets for the entire office! But I just wanted to tell you guys: I really do believe that the world can be saved through design, and everything needs to actually be “architected.” And this is the reason why even some of the first DONDA employees were architects that started designing t-shirts instead of buildings. But just to see the work actually be actualized If I sit down and talk to Oprah for 2 hours, the conversation is about realization, self realization, and actually seeing your creativity happen in front of you. So the reason why I turn up so much in interviews is because I’ve tasted what it means to create and be able to impact, and affect in a positive way And I know that there’s more creativity to happen. And I know that there’s traditionalists that hold back the good thoughts and there’s people in offices that stop the creative people, and are intimidated by actual good ideas I believe that utopia is actually possible—but we’re led by the least noble, the least dignified, the least tasteful, the dumbest, and the most political. So in no way am I a politician—I’m usually at my best politically incorrect and very direct. I really appreciate you guys’ willingness to learn and hone your craft, and not be lazy about creation I’m very inspired to be in this space. Tonight, this show, if you come see it—um, I’m a bit self conscious because I’m showing it to architects. So the stage does have flaws in it. It’s an expression of emotion so give me a pass on that. And that’s basically all I have to say so thank you very much

And If youve ever been in love I wanna hear you sing it as loud as you can, sing Suddenly Im not afraid to try and love someone Suddenly I feel like now my heart can open up And suddenly Im thinkin maybe you could be the one Finally I think it might be right to fall in love So fly on, fly high, come on Cupid hit a bulls-eye Please dont let me down this time I think I finally found that guy So fly on, fly high, come on Cupid hit a bulls-eye Please dont let me down this time Cupid, I think Im ready, ready to fall in love Ive been up and down so many times in love And through it all, still I think Ive never really known true love But this time it could very well be a possibility Finally, hopefully, you wont let me down this time He could be the man of my eternity, but I dont know If the future has him here with me, but I do know That the way he makes me feel is so lovely Mentally, Spiritually, he completes me, Cupid please come closer to me We should be able to love the way that warriors love No fear, though we both went through pain like the story of thugs And cold year was 03, you got to know you I got to know me Now we can both go free And fly higher that the Sears Tower Everybody got baggage though we cleared ours No more tear showers, Im in your ear hours Singing in unison with Luther Howard, love theres flower And now it takes a lot for me to get aroused Gotta be more that whats in them jeans and in the blouse Queen, youre more than a face thats in a crowd From Chicago so you know Im tracing ya style I stay in the clouds and love pure the way of a child Maybe one day well be patient, the saying our vows Now Cupids shooting, taking a bow You never knew love, we making it now

Lyrics from a snippet Shower water hit that black skin, your friend alive for you Air dry, let me suck that...

MCQUEEN: Youve been on the scene as an artist now for 10 years, which is impressive, given the level of interest and artistry that youve managed to sustain in your work. In the process, youve become incredibly influential. So you talk about doing all of these other things, which is great, but theres really no amount of money that could make you more influential than you are now. So my question is: What are you going to do with all of the influence that you have right now? WEST: Well, influence isnt my definition of success—its a by-product of my creativity. I just want to create more. I would be fine with making less money. I actually spend the majority of my money attempting to create more things. Not buying things or solidifying myself or trying to make my house bigger, or trying to show people how many Louis Vuitton bags I can get, or buying my way to a good seat at the table. My definition of success, again, is getting my ideas out there. The first company that has really given me a shot is Adidas. They did the deal ... I mean, Damon Dash did the deal, at the end of the day. He signed Kanye West 12 years ago. What does that mean now? What does that mean to music? You know, people say things about creativity and jobs and every 10 years, blah, blah, blah. But I dont have a desire to not continue making music. When I left Chicago and moved to New York, it wasnt because I didnt love Chicago; it was because I needed to go to New York. So right now, Ive got other innovations and other thoughts that I want to pursue. As I was saying earlier, I create like a 3-year-old. When youre 3, you wake up one morning and say, "I wanna ride a bike." And then the next day, you wake up and say, "I wanna draw." I dont want to be in a situation where, because I was good enough at riding a bike one day, then thats all I can do for the rest of my life. I mean, you know firsthand, being a fine artist and then moving into the Hollywood space ... You know, I say to Renzo Rosso, Bernard Arnault, and François-Henri Pinault, the heads of Diesel, LVMH, and Kering, "Come to my show and look at the mountain I made. Look at these 20,000 people screaming, and then tell me I dont deserve to design a T-shirt." If I want to design a T-shirt in my lifetime, then please help me do it! People say, "Well, why dont you just do it on your own?" Are you telling me to sew every single T-shirt? People say, "Why do you antagonize the high-end companies and your fan base?" and this and that. But what Im saying is that in working with partners like Louis Vuitton and Zanotti and Balmain and Fendi like I have—and please forgive me for using film as a metaphor because I hate when people do that with music—I feel like its a better form of film that Im working with when I work with them. Im working with better cameras. Im working with better editors ... Steve, please forgive me because I feel like its super-patronizing whenever someone does an analogy or a metaphor that relates to the field that you currently work in MCQUEEN: No, not at all WEST: Im sorry. I find it super-insulting whenever people give me a music analogy. Its like, "You know, I would have understood it if you just said it in English. You didnt have to put it in music terms, like you somehow know more about music or I would understand it better if it were in music terms." So please forgive me for putting that in film terms. I mean, talking about film to Steve McQueen ... MCQUEEN: I grew up in Europe, in London, and you grew up in the States. When was the first time you came to Europe? Do you remember? WEST: I think it was when Damon Dash had me and some other Roc-A-Fella artists come over. He stressed the importance of connecting with London, especially. Then we went to France, and I hated France when we first went there. Now, of course, I love it. But at the time, there was a rapper out of Chicago who wanted me to show up at some event of his, and he was trying to threaten me in some way physically if I didnt show up because we had done a record together. And Dame Dash had to man-up on the situation and apply a bit of gangster to have them fall back, just for me to be able to get on that first flight to London MCQUEEN: Its interesting how when Malcolm X ventured out of the United States for the first time, he went to Europe, he went to Africa, he went to Mecca, and then, when he came back to America, he realized that, to some extent, for him, it wasnt about black or white, it was about people. In talking to you now, it seems like you feel the same way—that its never really been about race for you, but at the same time, it has very much been about that, if you know what I mean WEST: My mission is about what I want to create. Its for people, for humanity. Its about things that can make the world better. Im not saying that Im going to make a better world; Im just saying that I will provide some things that will help, and my glass ceiling that Im facing is based on my color. You know, I was looking at some cheesy-ass MTV videos a while ago, and it was so funny because it was like, "Wow, these videos are pre-Michael Jackson"—and people forget that Michael Jackson had to fight to get on MTV because he was considered to be an urban artist. This was, like, the greatest pop star of all time, and they told him, "Were not gonna play your video because it doesnt fit our format." MCQUEEN: It actually stunned me to find out that youve never won Best Album at the Grammys. I suppose I shouldnt be surprised, but its kind of odd, considering what youve done in music over the last decade WEST: I wasnt even nominated for Best Album this year. This year, I only got two nominations by the Grammys: for Best Rap Album and Best Rap Song MCQUEEN: Well, thats my problem with all this stuff. Its ghettoization—and Im talking about country as much as rap. Its all just music. And Ive got a problem with people kind of trying to categorize it, where its either good or its bad. I find it all odd, to be honest. Have you ever been nominated for Best Album? WEST: Ive been nominated for Best Album maybe three times. I made Dark Fantasy and Watch the Throne less than a year apart and neither of them got nominated. "Ni**as in Paris" wasnt nominated for Best Song either. But lets go into the fact that I have the most Grammys of any 36-year-old or 40-year-old or whatever, and Ive never won a Grammy outside of the Rap or R&B categories. "Jesus Walks" lost Best Song to some other song; "Ni**as in Paris" wasnt nominated in that category. But those are the labels that people want to put on you. People see you in a certain way, so if I was doing a clothing line that had rock tees in it or whatever we just did for the "Yeezus" tour, which sells $400,000 of stuff in two days ... You know, I like Shame as much as 12 Years a Slave, but Hollywood likes the idea of a black director directing 12 Years a Slave more than it likes the idea of a black director directing Shame

Yo G they cant stop me from rapping can they? Can they huh? I spit it through the wire man Its too much stuff on my heart right now, man Ill gladly risk it all right now Its a life or death situation, man Yall dont really understand how I feel right now, man Its your boy Kanye to the Chi-Town whats going on Uh huh, yeah, yeah I drink a boost for breakfast, an Ensure for dizzert Somebody ordered pancakes I just sip the sizzurp That right there could drive a sane man bizerk Not to worry the Mr. H-to-the-Izzos back to wizzork How do you console my mom or give her light support Telling her, her sons on life support And just imagine how my girl feel On the plane scared as hell that her guy look like Emmit Till She was with me before the deal she been trying to be mine She a delta so she been throwing that dynasty sign No use me tryna be lyin Ive been trying to be sign Trying to be a millionaire How I use two lifelines In the same hospital where Biggie Smalls died The doctor said I had blood clots But I aint Jamaican, man Story on MTV and I aint trying to make a band I swear this right here, history in the making man I really apologize how I sound right now man If this aint clear at all, man They got my mouth wired shut for like I dont know the doctor said like six weeks You know we had reconstru... I had reconstructive surgery on my jaw I looked in the mirror, half of my jaw was missing from half my mouth, man I couldnt believe it But Im still here for yall right now, man This is what I gotta say right here dawg Yeah, turn me up yeah Uh What if somebody from the Chi that was ill got a deal on the hottest rap label around But he wasnt talking bout coke and birds it was more like spoken word Except hes really putting it down And he explained the story about how blacks came from glory And what we need to do in the game Good dude, bad night, right place, wrong time In the blink of an eye his whole life changed If you could feel how my face felt you would know how Mase felt Thank God I aint too cool for the safe belt I swear to God driver two on the sue I got lawyer for the case to keep my safe book safe My dawgs couldnt tell if I I look like Tom Cruise on Vanilla Sky It was televised Theres been an accident like GEICO They thought I was burnt up like Pepsi did Michael I must got a angel Cause look how death missed his ass Unbreakable, would you thought they called me Mr. Glass Look back on my life like the ghost of Christmas past Toys R Us where I used to spend that Christmas cash And I still wont grow up, Im a grown ass kid Swear I should be locked up for stupid s- that I did But Im a champion, so I turned tragedy to triumph Make music thats fire, spit my soul through the wire You know what Im saying When the doctor told me I had a um I was goin to have a plate on my chin I said dawg didnt you realize Ill never make it on the plane now Its bad enough I got all this jewelry on You cant be serious man

Add a little sugar , honeysuckle and A great big expression of happiness Boy, you couldnt miss  with a dozen roses Such would astound you The joy of children laughing around you These are all the makings of you Pete Rock, hit me one time I give em my life, my life, my life, my life in the sunshine They wanna give me gray skies, get me drunk Get me high, get me something to get me by I gave her a handshake, only for my mans sake She in her birthday suit cause of the damn cake Now there’s crumbs all over the damn place And she want me to cum all over her damn face I never understood Planned Parenthood Cause I never met nobody planned to be a parent in the hood Taking refills of that Plan B pill Another shorty that won’t make it to the family will If I don’t make it, can’t take it, hope the family will They aint crazy, they don’t know how insanity feel Don C. just had a shorty, so it’s not that bad But I still hear the ghosts of the kids I never had Add a little sugar , honeysuckle and A great big expression of happiness Boy, you couldnt miss with a dozen roses Such would astound you The joy of children laughing around you These are all the makings of you No electro, no metro, a little retro, ahh, perfecto You know the demo, your boy act wild You aint get the memo? Yeezy’s back in style Now one room got Gidget—the other got Bridget What’s more tripped out, dawg, is they sisters Nah, you aint listen; they black—they sistas They mama named em after white bitches So next time you see me on your fallopian Though the jewelry’s Egyptian, know the hunger’s Ethiopian Stupid questions like, "Is he gon be dope again? Have you seen him? Has anybody spoke to him?" This beat deserves Hennessy A bad bitch, and a bag of weed: the Holy Trinity In the mirror where I see my only enemy Your life’s cursed? Well, mine’s an obscenity Add a little sugar , honeysuckle and A great big expression of happiness Boy, you couldnt miss with a dozen roses Such would astound you The joy of children laughing around you These are all the makings of you Keep your hands up, get em high now Don’t let them take your fire Keep your hands up, get em high now Don’t let them take your fire Keep your hands up, get em high now Don’t let them take your fire Keep your hands up, get em high now, yeah Its Pete Rock, Kanye; one-two, okay Its Pete Rock, Kanye; one-two, okay Its Pete Rock, Kanye; one-two, when you dont, shit And you do when you can, one-two when I wanna And you— and dont stop, oh Add a little sugar , honeysuckle and A great big expression of happiness Boy, you couldnt miss with a dozen roses Such would astound you The joy of children laughing around you These are all the makings of you

I need you, I want you to Come to me, ecstasy Ecstasy, ecstasy, ecstasy Ecstasy, ecstasy,  ecstasy Ecstasy, ecstasy, ecstasy Ecstasy, ecstasy,  ecstasy Ecstasy— I had an outta body, off a half a molly At the afterparty, had to grab a shawty She was in the corner, all melancholy We was both rollin, off the edamame I feel the devil on me, I feel the pressure on me Then I said "hey come here you ever met a zombie on" First the brain releases dopamines Then you lose all control of things Im an addict myself so I know a fiend When I see one in Fashion Nova jeans Im in that euphoric psychedelic state All I remember is an angelic face I feel myself start to elevate To a place called Euphoria, it spoil ya Theres only two girls feel like its four of ya Before you take this journey heres a tutorial Take the Adderall with the Xans Thats the morse code She took two and some coke, thats an Oreo You dont remeber shit that how the story goes Comin down you gonna feel horrible Just make sure you drink a lot of water though Now you startin to feel the side effects Like you aint had the right kinda rest When you grind your teeth, and get outta breath I suggest you take a seat cause you high as hell But dont trip ya fully functional You just feelin comfortable Stop at Walgreens get a Lunchable You spent all your money on Ecstasy, ecstasy, ecstasy Ecstasy, ecstasy, ecstasy Ecstasy, ecstasy, ecstasy Ecstasy, ecstasy, ecstasy Ecstasy—

Lyrics from Snippets -biscuits in the oven Come and see me Ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy, open up your bibles, lets listen to the reverent Im two numbers ones so together Im eleven Shes a ten Im number one, together we eleven Her girlfriend a seven, send her to seven-eleven She a tеn, she a seven, that makе em seventeen Let me see your ID, only seventeen? Eesh, that could have fucked up everything Nike already dont like me, always had a white tee Dressed like Im hypebeast, sign it through my white tee Dont race against the American dream Together we like the Kenyan marathon team Three black rap acts that spit that crack Never pushed that Lac, rather push somethin German Lookin for a Swedish bitch that I could put my sperm in Preach, my brother, gon start the sermon All I see is green, call me Erik Shermon All I spit is thermal, long-sleeved flannel When I touch the verse, dont touch the channel Bought the rat a purse, she keep callin it Chanel Never hit a bitch anal, but I run shit annual Now thats some dumb shit I never hit a bitch anal, but I run shit, dumb bitch And I mean that in the nicest sense to the word Just act like Im some type of nice sensitive nerd That dont need female dogs Cause I done dogged all females Except for the ones thats only in it for the retail She see what you got, she see what we sell Get married so much, I swear them girls on resell She watchin the draft, she got your jersey all ready She bout to pick out her crib in Jersey already She bout to be pregnant by Thursday yall ready? Congratulations, baby boy, on your new baby boy

(Ohh Ohh ohh Oohhh Oohhh Oohhh Hold on if you dont mind Ohhh Ohhh Ohhh Woa Woa Woa) Open your ears Dont allow these words to be ignored by years Fearing lullibies, containing the same old lies Dealing just to deal is just a crime Besides I know you wouldnt mind Trying something new so... Lets Try We can work it out If you let love guide The way that you feel for me Oh Why Let this opportunity pass by You should hold on Please dont resist Bless those harmonies to me, escape your lips Theres no need to go home Just to dance along I know you cant enjoy it on your own Really I dont see nothing wrong With you and I spending some time-- Also let me mention, My only intention, Is to feed you every single thing you hunger for--- In my heart I have to And-- want to have you So fulfilled that you will never need to ask for more-- Bridge Girl instead of running from my love--- You can run to To these arms thats meant for you--- So why not stay around 2x (You should hold onnnnn Feelings so stonnnnng You should hold onnnnn Feelings so stronnnnnng You should hold on)

I fly, I fly high, I’m blazin, I’m blazin, feels like I’m blazin  I fly, I fly high, I’m blazin, I’m blazin, feels like I’m blazin Feels like I’m– I fly, I fly high, I’m blazin,  I’m blazin, feels like I’m blazin I fly, I fly high, I’m blazin, I’m blazin, feels like I’m blazin Hello, hello, hello, hello all my bad girls, this just in Yeezy heard the beat like he fucked the best friend And she let im back in and he just did it again He crazy, he blazin, he off the deep end Im blazin, Im flagrant, Im crazy, Im sayin Too much for the world, so they abbreviate im His tats is her fave, his stats is amaze Her dress is just perf, uh Prada color beige Its obvi we a ish, and Im rollin with my Brits So braille, you so trill, baby, everything legit How you feel? They say we crazed cause our style so diff Therell be jail when we in the Mag lookin magnif As if I aint use Magnums on your favorite bad bitch Fuck these back, brown niggas, I was tryna adlib Add this, we blazin Nicki, what you think? I got two white Russians but we also need some drinks Hahahaha I fly, I fly high, I’m blazin, I’m blazin, feels like I’m blazin I fly, I fly high, I’m blazin, I’m blazin, feels like I’m blazin Feels like I’m– I fly, I fly high, I’m blazin, I’m blazin...

I know youre tired of loving, of loving With nobody to love, nobody, nobody So just grab somebody, no leaving this party With nobody to love, nobody, nobody I know youre tired of loving, of loving With nobody to love, nobody, nobody So just grab somebody, no leaving this party With nobody to love, nobody, nobody Uh-huh, honey I know youre tired of loving, of loving With nobody to love, nobody, nobody So just grab somebody, no leaving this party With nobody to love, nobody, nobody I know youre tired of loving, of loving With nobody to love, nobody, nobody So just grab somebody, no leaving this party With nobody to love, nobody, nobody Uh-huh, honey

Ah! For my theme song My leather black jeans on My by-any-means on Pardon, Im getting my scream on Enter the kingdom But watch who you bring home They see a black man with a white woman At the top floor they gone come to kill King Kong Middle America packed in Came to see me in my black skin Number one question theyre askin Fuck every question you askin If I dont get ran out by Catholics Here come some conservative Baptists Claiming Im overreactin Like them black kids in Chiraq bitch Four in the mornin, and Im zonin They say Im possessed, its an omen I keep it 300, like the Romans 300 bitches, where the Trojans? Baby we livin in the moment Ive been a menace for the longest But I aint finished, Im devoted And you know it, and you know it Ah! So follow me up cause this shit bout to go Im doing 500, Im outta control But theres nowhere to go And theres no way to slow If I knew what I knew in the past I wouldve been blacked out on your ass Satin tights, boots so white Leather handbag out of sight What used to mean a little Now means a lot Oh my goodness me The girl got- Stop all that coon shit Early morning cartoon shit This is that goon shit Fuck up your whole afternoon shit Im aware Im a wolf Soon as the moon hit Im aware Im a king Back out the tomb bitch Black out the room, bitch Stop all that coon shit These niggas aint doin shit Them niggas aint doin shit Come on, homie, what happened? You niggas aint breathin, you gaspin These niggas aint ready for action Ready- Ready for action Four in the mornin, and Im zonin They say Im possessed, its an omen I keep it 300, like the Romans 300 bitches, where the Trojans? Baby we livin in the moment Ive been a menace for the longest But I aint finished, Im devoted And you know it, and you know it Ah! So follow me up cause this shit bout to go Im doing 500, Im outta control But theres nowhere to go And theres no way to slow If I knew what I knew in the past I wouldve been blacked out on your ass Satin tights, boots so white Leather handbag out of sight What used to mean a little Now means a lot Oh my goodness me The girl got- The girl got hot

I swear, I would lock the door if the cops came and tell em you gone I swear, I would rest in eternal sleep if they would let you live a little bit more I swear, Id give em my right arm, if they would just leave you alone Tell the truth, how much do I love ya Tell the truth, more than youll ever know I told you from childhood nigga I will always be wit ya Through hell or hot water itll be me and you nigga This can go down in the test of time Whether Ripley believe it or not, make it happen once in a lifetime Kinda hard to find, two niggas that growed up on two different sides of town That get down like I get down, and done his like I done mine Hit it off first time around, been solid as the foundation under the house This some, shit for us to brag about We answered the question and never had to take the time to think out Thats why Ill ride for my nigga, cry for my nigga Die for my nigga Hold ya one hand in the sky for ya nigga Tell them you gone always remember I swear, I would lock the door if the cops came and tell em you gone I swear, I would rest in eternal sleep if they would let you live a little bit more I swear, Id give em my right arm, if they would just leave you alone Tell the truth, how much do I love ya Tell the truth, more than youll ever know You know you one of the reasons Im still breathin cause without you I dont know where in the hell I would be You know lifes been hard at home Thats what made us turn to the streets I think thats what had us claimin thugs, sellin drugs Duckin from the fuckin police, indulgin in Booze and women, foolish niggas Young, dumb, and off the leash Outta control, but I wouldnt change it If I could I would do it the same But if it wasnt for the game, teachin us game We prolly would be stuck with the lames Somehow we made it, and Im glad that I can tell ya today That my nigga gone always be my nigga Cuz thats the way its ‘pose to be I swear, I would lock the door if the cops came and tell em you gone I swear, I would rest in eternal sleep if they would let you live a little bit more I swear, Id give em my right arm, if they would just leave you alone Tell the truth, how much do I love ya Tell the truth, more than youll ever know Sometimes I wanna play some ball, Sometimes I wanna walk through the mall Sometimes it aint about the broads, and I just wanna spend some time alone Sometimes I wanna hop in the car, and drive till tomorrow Sometimes I wanna pick the phone, just to see whats goin on I swear, I would lock the door if the cops came and tell em you gone I swear, I would rest in eternal sleep if they would let you live a little bit more I swear, Id give em my right arm, if they would just leave you alone Tell the truth, how much do I love ya Tell the truth, more than youll ever know I swear, I would lock the door if the cops came and tell em you gone I swear, I would rest in eternal sleep if they would let you live a little bit more I swear, Id give em my right arm, if they would just leave you alone Tell the truth, how much do I love ya Tell the truth, more than youll ever know

G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit! Im from the murder capitol where they murder in khaki suits G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit! Im from the murder capitol where they murder in khaki suits 64 Impala, 100 spoke Daytons Drive in 95 tryna run away from Satan Used to dribble rock as a kid like Jason When my mother was at church every Sunday like Mason Prayin for her baby boy, sittin in a Lazy Boy Like "Ima beat the shit out this crazy boy" That was 97, I was in high school Nobody told me my grandmother would die soon I mean, Jesus Christ knew Why he aint pull me on my pants, let me tell me big momma was fightin cancer Four months passed, Jesus never answered So I looked at gangbangin like "uh, Ima chance it" Red rag in my pocket, Cedar Block on my neck For the last seven years Ive been a prophet of death And even though I got shot in the chest I persevered, now Jimmy Iovine name on the bottom of my checks So its G-Unit West Ill never forget when my brother died, forget when my cousin died Forget 9/11 when all of them mothers died So fuck Sadam, Bin Laden and them other guys Told my baby sister "pray when your brother fly" And any other nigga tryna make my mother cry You will get a grave for that shit Joe Budden tried You seen High Top in Colors, right? We nothing alike, cause me, I take motherfuckas lives Got a thousand niggas that wanna ride And they all follow me like Im the son of God So I raise the dead in my songs, spray lead if Im wrong But I shall break bread with God till Im dead and gone

Lyrics from snippet ... remind me of And Ill prolly be the last to know Cause I dont get on the internet no more Wake up I dont got no time, I got a lotta shit on my mind

Hotter than a... Lets go get em! I want my cash stacked real high Mu and Yak we still fly Lift my drink up to the sky Cause thats where I wanna be tonight In the day Im outta sight But Im always around at night Till the freaks come out at night Like Michael Jackson Thriller right Ya doing it, kill it, pop the trunk and put two in it Feel it, I dont give up, Im doing it Picking Mu up in the tank, come thru in it And start shootin shit And all the bitches wanna know who Im wit Cause I got chicks like Trina and Ludacris So I tell em come one come all To the crib for the players ball And all you gotta do is call 1-800-DROP-THEM-DRAWERS We can get intimate, Doing push-ups on you all militant Bitch I dont give a shit I might love you tonight but Im still a pimp You love the way that I hold it down Like Im rich with a chain all frozen now You know the kid Yak Biz like a 40 Cal When he spittin, all the thugs and the hoes like wowww Yo kid is nice. They wanna know what hes really like Shorty trying to find out if Im her type I gotta man but I need him in my life Ya you fucking right, Yak Ballz is nothing nice Come fly in like a kite And thats cool, thats where I wanna be tonight I want my cash stacked real high Mu and Yak we still fly Lift my drink up to the sky Cause thats where I wanna be tonight Everybody lined up at the bar After 12 shots of Cuervo I crashed my car Dont you see me bleeding, cop put the gun away Cause I put my injured ass back in the club 12 model mommys at the door looking for love Too bloody for the bouncer now hes looking for gloves I can be honest I know this noise scary Put out a lot of bloody money ordered a Bloody Mary And if its too off the wall, and ya sick Get a knife, scrape it off ya brain And if its off the hook, and the lines out the door And Im here then its off the chain 6 model mommys starting stuff, shaking they stuff Homo thugs outside fighting looking for slugs Look they making up now they looking for love Let me see them tits before I have to throw up Cause shit cuz, Ima fall at the same strip club Cause I came here expecting a dick rub Drinks full of drip blood, needle stuck in my dick Plus niggas in the back smacking they bitch up I want my cash stacked real high Mu and Yak we still fly Lift my drink up to the sky Cause thats where I wanna be tonight

I guess you think you know the story You dont, the real one is much too gory The phony one, the only one you know Was cooked up years and years ago And made to sound all soft and sappy Just to keep the children happy Twisted fiction, sick addiction Gather round children, zip it, listen Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I fantasized bout this back in Chicago Mercy, mercy me, that Murcielago Thats me, the first year that I blow How you say broke in Spanish? Me no hablo Me drown sorrow in that Diablo Me found bravery in my bravado DJs need to listen to the models "You aint got no fuckin Yeezy in your Serato?" You aint got no Yeezy, nigga? Stupid, but what the fuck do I know? Im 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 Look like a fat booty Celine Dion Sex is on fire, Im 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? Re-spark the soul and rebuild the energy? We stopped the ignorance, we killed the enemies Sorry for the night demons that still visit me The plan was to drink until the pain over But whats worse, the pain or the hangover? Fresh air, rollin down the window Too many Urkels on your team, thats why your wins low Dont make me pull the toys out, huh Dont make me pull the toys And fire up the engines And then they make noise Can we get much higher? Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh At the mall, there was a seance Just kids, no parents Then the sky filled with herons in a Chrysler LeBaron And the hell, it wouldnt spare us And the fires did declare us But after that, took pills, kissed an heiress And woke up back in Paris Can we get much higher? Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh

That girl looking good over there man. What should I do? Its your big brother Kanye To The. And I know how you feel about shawty. Man, I was going through the same thing when I was your age I got you Im just saying This is where you should be Girl let him know that he alright but You wanna rock with me Let it go Come and let me Give you what you need Come and let me Give you what you need Girl dont play Send him on his way Come ride with me And the party was just so tense is But all this waiting around is just so senseless And Ive been calling her phone so relentless Mama said the phone bill was so expensive Your eyes slanted like Lucy Liu Youre frank couture to the juicy suit Your lips sweater than a Juicy Fruit From your Louie Vuitton bag to your Gucci boots Whether we on a train or a two seat Coupe Imma fiend for you like Pookie do I was there with Whoopty Woo She was there with her man, some goofy dude And I aint really trying to be rude to dude All I need is a change to advance, take my hand Understand from a dance I could end up your man If Id been scared wouldnt have seen her again Oh

Ugh, damn Yo, its the top of the mornin And Im just wakin up, breath stinkin and yawnin Ugh, last night I performed at a show Now Im laid up with this chick I dont know All I know is I was drinkin on Red Bull and Hennessy Then you approached me and said you was feelin me Plus you said you had some weed to spark So I took you to my room at the Adams Mark Ugh, you was just another chick that I left wit Had sex wit real quick and I slept wit And I know that its a God damn shame But baby girl I dont remember yo name Whats yo name again? Im for real man I dont be rememberin these girls names dog You dont know my name For real, if I remember yo name you special I swear, it feels like ooooo Im sorry, you know what Im sayin? You dont know my name Round and round and round we go, will you ever know? This is Freddie Gibbs, this is how I am Yo, I remember yo name, is it Dana, Lisa, or Amanda? Erica, Tiffany, Neisha, or Cassandra She said: "no, my name is Tiana" Go call them other bitches names out to yo mama Woah, baby girl lets be friends not enemies You cant get mad cause I got a bad memory But now its checkout time, so baby check this Get dressed, Imma take you to breakfast And maybe we can come back to the tele We can roll another blunt and listen to R. Kelly Then we can do the same thang again But baby girl whats yo name again? I forgot, ugh It feels like ooh-ooh-ooh You dont know my name Im sorry you know what Im sayin? I was drunk, I was drinkin that Henn-dog And I swear it baby It feel like ooooo It was me, Ivoe, you was talkin to all of us You dont know my name Round and round and round we go, will you ever know They dont, they dont know yo name either You know what Im sayin? Im sayin, he dont even know what hes doin to me Yes I do I be feelin all crazy inside, Im feelin like I do?, haha, yeah, come on Doin more than Ive ever done for anyones attention Take notice of whats in front of you Cause did I mention youre bout to miss a good thing And youll never know how good it feels to have all of my affection And youll never get a chance to experience my lovin Cause my lovin feels like ooooo You dont know my name You tell me one more time Im gon remember it, I promise Round and round and round we go, will he ever know? And I swear it feel like ooooo For real? You dont know my name Im tellin you, when I get-. when Im off that green and that drink Round and round and round we go, will he ever know? You know, I be, I be forgettin stuff Will you ever know it? And I cant believe you forgot my name Man Im tellin you Im sorry you know Brianna it be like that You aint sorry nigga, my name is not Brianna Whats yo name? Tiana! Tiana, Tiana Tiana, Tiana, Tiana Man, just like I said, you know I really care about you- You dont care about me, you were screamin that name last night Its about to be me and you girl, Freddie- No it aint, whatever Freddie, Freddie and Kiana baby, Freddie and Kiana Tiana! Oh my fault, I aint mean to do that Kiana? You know, I know you love me, you love me dont you? Tell the truth, I know you love me Maybe a lil bit Yeah hmmhmm But you cant even remember my name I told you What is it? Leanna, its gon be all good Tiana! Oh, well Im Freddie Gibbs, Im pretty sure you know that Whats my name? I forgot *laughs*

You know, oh you know, I just want you to know Turn me up, turn me up loud to, loud l-l-l-l-loud, yea, yea! I just want you to know, I just want you to know I just want you to know, this boy here finna blow Southside up in here, Westside up in here Eastside up in here, throw your hands in the air Kanye the best in the game, now we got that, that thing clear Kanye West is the name, Southside up in here Yall niggas stole the soul, yall niggas all some clones Yall need to change yall tone, nigga I control the gold Motherfucker close the do, light the weed and let the douja blow Why you keep bawlin though girl, you aint been around niggas before? Why my chain rosey gold, why my wrist below zero How the hell I know B-Lo, why them girls tell you no means no No means no just as sure as green means go, green means paper Dream team, caper we see haters like shorty on the Sixth Sense Yall finna see some dead people, come through ya block and air people My people aint scared people, only FIG-I-AIR people This track really hot so I gotta spit fire in here Vogue and a flo, B-Lo represent west side in here This thang West C-I, do you wanna smoke one to the dome Better hit her good, knock on double wood If it dont affect, then Im gone I drop bricks on blocks, I got sick on loc Radio keep my slide, fuck it nigga, Im so high! I set birds in them, but Im not a Vir-Gee-In! Platinum shit, thats my plan, if a nigga really want it then Cadillac, slam the doors, keep a chick all in em oh My niggas all from the go, Do Or Die way too cold Iced out way to cold, my shit way to fro! But a nigga already kno! But a nigga already know! Rap profit, plat gothic, slash convict raps jock it, phat Pockets mac, hopin crack, poppin stacks Droppin cakes, stoppin wakes, knockin hate And you fakes, watchin base, on relate Gossip fakes and I make, options In case I catch a case gots to pay, confrentrate Need ya way, from this place, cause it aint common If this aint the way, Kan-ye, then its straight Colleges, in ya veins cause you spit what you came from Straight knowledge, I was raised in the street Praised in my heat, holdin on my Nextel Hopin for my next cell, focused on the best cell Smokin on a fresh L, posted like FedEx mail Yo, by the way This the Academics Genius Level Mixtape Volume

Have you ever wondered whered it all really went? Wondered if youd ever, ever find your dreams? Wondered if youd ever, ever find your dreams? Wondered if life had never been that it seems? Wondered if life is all about the high beams? The flashin light, tryin to get your money right And you be up all night, tryin to stay fresh today Fresh like Mr. West and Im proudly the best I been sold on to that guest Uh, the number one on the charts Why is that? Because I rap from the heart What I always did from the start How I always played my part Uh, they thought I was so crazy, I got a deal with Jay Z Now they got to pay me and they looked up lately I sold a million the first week Member when I just sold my first beat Shit can change and it never stayed the same Ma, I wonder, I wonder what it would be now What it would be now, you all standin in the crowd Ten thousand, now they hate everythin now Everythin now Or every single I dropped now, I dropped now Tryin do everythin to keep shit hot now And the media, they diss me, diss me They say Im so fuckin evil Ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo, what the fuck do he know? Cause Im gonna say my, my shit And Im gonna talk my, my shit And they can suck my, my, my, my I wonder why they talk so bad Have they ever had a artist thats so mad? And they will never realize what they have Somebody real in the industry If nobodys real, then I guess its me And they, "Freedom," and its not free Cause every time I talk freely they attack me They give me backlash, backlash, backlash Black, but they can kiss my ass, my ass, my ass, my ass I say, "Why ask? Why ask? Why?" Try but try, can theys fly? Now touch the sky, touch the sky, touch the sky And I wonder, baby, to can know what it means What we know And I wonder, baby, if you know what it means

*Lyrics from Snippet* You aint lyin, you aint lyin You gon take me to the light everytime, everytime  Everytime, everytime Only from my dark,

Tragically beautiful, what a way to go *gibberish* if you hate us, so I *gibberish* though I got the ninjee, your God is stingy *gibberish* and we takin all the angels I know its still someone down, dressed in plain clothes I got the on the stripes like bangles particularly *gibberish* And this a evenin where I take a leap, a zip Its hard to articulate everythin I *gibberish* if you get a taste your waist shut your waste Such a fuckin waste, on a Why I take somebody, *gibberish* I pray , we pray its safe What I heard they say, legends never die So its somethin you been if you livin in the sky Somethin if you livin when you rise *gibberish* cause you know you will decide, uh Maybe the is somethin or maybe its miscompleted *gibberish* so fucking heated *gibberish* fuck than he did I got the , the , no fuckin secrets *gibberish* could fuckin see this *gibberish* come on, you gotta see this Come on, run in, now hold on, hold on, dawg, you gotta see this Hop up in *gibberish* *gibberish* *gibberish* *gibberish* *gibberish* I feel the , I pour another litre And I aint talkin bout Rita either, I So *gibberish* I might let the chorus rock, for now I just take a breather Tragically beautiful, tragically beautiful I felt it in his soul, but fuckin way to go James Dean, that Alexander Queens And Brittany Murphys, they heard me Wonderin if Michael listenin Sometimes I go to sleep and I can hear Michael laugh *gibberish* on a Pop up a night on West and wonder what your tight ol ass

One time! Uh-oh! Kanye! Got some big news for the Chi, you wanna tell em? Tell ‘em! … Aight! I want y’all niggas to know… That I’m the newest member of the Roc-a-fella team!

Lyrics from Snippets While youre fast asleep Do you experience nervousness or shakiness inside, faintness and dizziness? The idea that someone else can control your thoughts. Feeling others are to blame for most of your thoughts. Trouble remembering things, feeling easily annoyed and irritated. Feeling afraid in open spaces or in public. Thoughts of ending your life. Feeling that most people could not be trusted. Poor appetite, heart or chest pains? I feel like that, I feel like that all the time I feel like that I feel like that, I feel like that all the time Do you feel tempered outbursts, that you cannot control? Feeling lonely, even when you are with people, feeling blocked. Feeling blue, sad, feeling disinterested in things, feeling fearful. Are your feelings easily hurt? Feeling that people are unfriendly, or do you feel like people dislike you? I feel like that all the time I feel like that I feel like that Our remains are not in their eyes This train wont stop cause they’re no signs Feel, feel Feel, feel Our remains are not in their eyes This train wont stop cause therere no signs Feel, feel Our remains are not in their eyes This train wont stop cause therere no signs Feel I feel like that I feel like that, I feel like that all the time I feel like that I feel like that, I feel like that all the time Do you have trouble falling asleep? Nausea, upset stomach, hot or cold spells? Numbness, tingling in parts of your body, trouble catchin your breath? I feel like that I feel like that I feel like that all the time I feel like that Our remains are not in their eyes This train wont stop cause therere no signs

Niggas talkin shit, Push—how do you respond? Im top five and all of them Dylan I am the hope, the dope dealers won Price and the quote, the dope dealers want Feds takin pictures like its GQ This Avianne collarbone is see-through Angel on my shoulder, "What should we do?" Devil on the other, "What would Meek do?" Pop a wheelie, tell the judge to Akinyele Middle fingers out the Ghost, screamin "Makaveli" Hail Mary, the scale fairy Two sidеs to every coin so we bail ready How do you respond? I let the monies and the fools talk I let the jewels and the hues talk Watch face came with a fuse box Chanels on ya bitch The coupe is 320, the roofs hit or miss Murder on the highway, the news is at six See, I did it my way, the proofs in the bricks Yup, in my white tee Yeah, call up Hype Williams for the hype, please Uh, they gon wipe you before you wipe me On boxes of checks, not my Nikes Cacti, not no iced tea Uh, got em bamboozled like Im Spike Lee Uh, you need more than Google just to find me Uh, I just call her "bae" to get her hyphy Incredible, icki-icki, general I just start the label just to sign me Uh, me and CHASE connected like we Siamese Uh, weve been on the run, feel like a crime spree, talk to me nicely I seen his face, seen it Yup, on his white tee, uh Am I too complex for ComplexCon? Everything Ye say cause a new debate "You see, he been out of touch, he cannot relate His hallway too long, bitch too bad Got a surrogate, his kid get two dads" I be thinkin, "What would 2Pac do?" You be thinkin what New Kids on the Block do If you aint drivin while Black, do they stop you? Will MAGA hats let me slide like a drive-thru? That phone call from Ricky still hazy When heaven got an angel named Avery You gotta watch who you callin crazy Yeezy, the newest billion-dollar baby It wont feel right til I feel like Phil Knight Goin for six rings like what Phil told Mike Seven pill nights, who know what that feel like? No more hidin the scars, I show em like Seal, right? How do you respond?

On a fine line Theres no fountain of silver Keep it rational You wont last too long From a fine line Theres no fountain of silver Keep it rational Four five five times out of ten got it in We got it in Imma pull up, I can Face down case closed They wont go dont float Less control I done less control I took less than I took less than tho Mess mess messy Shits gonna get messy From a fountain of silver I wont last too long I wont last too long On a fine line Keep it rational Keep it rational From a fine line Granddaddy couldve seen this Damn daddy shouldve seen this Nah i didnt really mean it Nah I didnt really mean shit Grandaddy couldve seen this I dont need this Tell mе how weird it is I can go to the I can go to the sky I can pull I can pull out my a I can I couldnt I connеct from time to time Oh Fine Line, only youre mine I connect from time to time Oh Fine Line, only youre mine

PARIS — Fashion has a new odd couple: Bernard Arnault and Kanye West The luxury titan turned out Saturday night for an impromptu concert by West in the auditorium of his Fondation Louis Vuitton, the new Frank Gehry art destination that later this month will put on display Edvard Munch’s “The Scream,” Henri Matisse’s “Dance” and other modern masterpieces West drew a crowd packed in like sardines — the kind that hold cell phones — to hear him proclaim, “I wanna thank my original family for having me this evening, the LVMH group,” as he ripped into a version of “Runaway,” the lyrics of which include the refrain, “Let’s have a toast to the jerk-offs/That’ll never take work off.” The young crowd went wild, with Oscar-winning film director and video artist Steve McQueen twirling his scarf over his head up in the VIP box “He’s great,” Arnault said after the show, giving a thumbs-up sign and heading to West’s dressing room to offer congratulations, his classical pianist wife Hélène and four of his five children in tow It was Alexandre Arnault, 22, formerly a DJ, who pulled off the four-night attraction in the middle of Paris Fashion Week. “We organized it in two days,” he said The student and budding luxury executive, who already works on LVMH’s digital strategy, related that West also offered to premiere his new music video, “All Day,” directed by McQueen “You saw the film? Fantastic,” Bernard Arnault told a reporter before the concert, which also featured an exhibition of West portraits by photographer Jackie Nickerson McQueen related how the project came about “Me and my daughter were shopping in London at Dover Street Market and I got a phone call from Kanye and he says, ‘I’m at Dover Street Market, where are you?’ and I said, ‘Hey, I’m at Dover Street Market,’” he recalled. “I always said I would never shoot a music video, and here we did one in 10 days. That’s Kanye: It’s been a wild ride.” The director said West played him his entire forthcoming album, “So Help Me God,” and he decided to blend elements of two tracks, shooting the video at Chatham Dockyard, with West donning a vintage T-shirt, Acne Jeans and his new Kanye West x Adidas Originals Yeezy high-tops In an interview after his performance, his wife Kim Kardashian curled up on a sofa manipulating her iPhones, West was unequivocal about how fashion shows, particularly in Paris, nourish his creativity “As a musician, I would have never been able to design a show like what you saw tonight if it hadn’t been for my experience in Paris — learning how to minimize and make design decisions, how we started with just the single light,” said West, a stickler for details who barked at security guards between songs for loitering in front of the giant screens surrounding the stage, upon which images of boiling clouds, waterfalls, stars and smoky forests were projected. “It’s part of the show,” he pleaded While a divisive figure in fashion — many are put off by his front-row ubiquity and often surly behavior — West clearly relishes his role as a cultural lightning rod where style, art and music intersect. The hip-hop artist lauded the creative people “that work here, the city itself, the music that’s played at the shows, the colors, the palettes. I actually get a lot that I take back and put into music.” West’s ties to LVMH Moët Hennessy Louis Vuitton stretch back to 2006, when he performed at a Fendi event in Tokyo, later collaborating with Louis Vuitton on a sneaker range in 2009 More recently, after meeting at a Givenchy show, West struck up a friendship with Alexandre Arnault, who doffed his Dior Homme jacket at the show and bopped around with his friends, mouthing the words to songs on the playlist, which included “All of the Lights” and “Ni–as in Paris.” A tour of the foundation building sparked the concert idea. “When I saw it, I was just so in love with architecture and the modern space and the way they curated the art. I just asked would it be OK for me to do a performance there,” West said Tickets for the four concerts, which end Tuesday, sold out quickly at 100 euros, or $113, a pop. West said all proceeds would go to charity Meanwhile, Kardashian had spent part of Saturday at the hairdresser to adjust the color on her new blonde locks, which had assumed a yellow cast, not the platinum she was after “He fully got the color right. And it’s so perfect, I’m like, ‘Don’t make me fly out to Paris every time I need to color my hair,’” she said with a smile. “I’m happy with it. It’s a look. But I have a couple of shoots coming up and everyone is like, ‘Huh, what’s going on?’” Kardashian said Madonna was partly the inspiration “I’ve always had references of Madonna with platinum hair. They’ve been on my computer forever, ” she said, letting slip that she would keep the color for an upcoming campaign, but clammed up on the brand Like West, Kardashian keeps a rein on her image, noting that the black coat slung over her shoulders at the concert, which she took off as the heat intensified, was a Céline style she altered to her liking, making it slimmer, changing the color from white to black, and adding a fur collar “My mom has the one that’s just as is. So I feel like mine’s a little special,” she said “And now it’s a really dope coat,” West concurred

Ronny J, please turn me up Ask em who I live on, way on somethin Take some, rain, nonstop, rain dont want war Rain come, rain come Come shine, come rain, come up Southside, let it bang Outside, let it rain Rain down on a pain Rain down on the slain Rain down on my mom Rain down on the farm Flower us with your love Wash us in the blood High stomp for the thugs I done spent it in the mud Grew up life tryna love And, uh, all my friends thugs And that all my phones buzz Everybody tryna thug One up in the club No choice to sell drugs No choice, locked up No choice, locked up Rain down on us Rain down on us Shower down on us Wash us in the blood Wash us in the blood Whole life bein thugs No choice, sellin drugs Southside, what it does? Rain down on us Genocide what it does Slavery what it does Rain down on us Whole life sellin drugs Wash us in the blood Wash us in Your blood Wash us in the blood Wash us in the blood Wash us in the blood Holy Spirit, come down Holy Spirit, come down Holy Spirit, help now Holy Spirit, help now Holy Spirit, come down Holy Spirit, come down Holy Spirit, help now Holy Spirit, help now Wash us in the blood Whole life bein thugs No choice, sellin drugs Genocide what it does Mass incarcs what it does Masses carc what it does Nother life bein lost Someone pop it from the cause Execution, thirty states Thirty states still execute Thou shall not kill, thou shall not spill, blood in em with the residue Lock you up in the federal Take God out to better schools Now look what we headed to Now look what we headed to Rain down on us Rain down on us Wash us in the blood Wash us in the blood Holy Spirit, come down Holy Spirit, come down And they tryna control Ye They want me to calm down They dont want me to Kanye They dont want Kanye to be Kanye They wanna sign a fake Kanye They tryna sign a calm Ye Thats right, I call em Calm-Ye But dont take me the wrong way Cause God took me a long way Everything you see is all me They wanna edit the interviews They wanna take it to interludes Cut a whole sentence to interlude You know that its fake if its in the news So I let it fly when Im in the booth The devil a liar and I been the truth Livin cause nobody livin And nobody gettin it, doin it different Rain down on us Holy Spirit, come down Holy Spirit, come down We need You now Wash us in the blood Whole life bein thugs No choice, sellin drugs Genocide what it does Slavery what it does

And I swear she a riot folks How she order all that food and a motherfucking Diet Coke? He said "You lying yo, why is you lying Joe? Cut it out, quit it G, you hurting my kid-i-neys." Naw, she talking bout a couple of kids for me Shes hinting at a ring from Tiffanys Right then and there I had an epiphany I swear since that day Ive been treating fat girls differently She told me if you read music you a genius I dont play but Ill introduce you to my pianist She said you need a little ice just to keep me cool No dimes but baby here go the family jewels Im tight with my doe like my family Jews Uh! I said "Jews" my career is screwed I aint mean in the Hanukkah sense of the word I realize its a sensitive word Plus a lot of best friends is white I mean ah, I mean my Air 1s, my diamonds and my Benz is white And I aint one of them producers that pretend to write Ayo, Teefa, uh why dont you come on grab the mic Yo yo I know you use to being a womanizer Coming at me and girls talking bout a men-a- Youre some fool Thinking Im gon strip like Moulin Rouge While you biting off my garter Im not easy you gotta come harder I want a man, not just a baby father Teefa no no appetizer Haha Why you kick it with your guys fo? You got eyes for girls, just spread it out You done pissed Teefa off like draining my bladder out Haha : Aw, you crazy : You got me up in here tripping : Nah, but look, I said, I said look Ayo my Rocafella chain hurt the game very bad My girl rocking the little lamb that Mary had A little bit of Ghost’s style mixed with Moss style Im versatile Im the poster child Getting cheese so Im suppose to smile, get it We making hits like Sosa now, hit it And I hate when girls acting bougie as hell And I already seen them naked like Blu Cantrell Aw, forget it, forget it

Yo I go by the name of Kan the louis Vuitton Don Im chillin with my homegirl Myleka, and she wanted to let you know something real quick Baby, don’t you wanna play with me Mama taste like candy, come give me a kiss All over my sexy body, I work it like a gypsy You know you want this I like a man who can stimulate my mind Wet lips that whisper dirty things sometimes I take it slow, don’t wanna rush but you got me so hot and curious This is my little secret confession, just have one question Baby, don’t you wanna play with me Mama taste like candy, come give me a kiss All over my sexy body, I work it like a gypsy You know you want this Baby, don’t you wanna play with me Mama taste like candy, come give me a kiss All over my sexy body, I work it like a gypsy You know you want this I can feel your eyes undressing me, you’re next to me Imagining you sexing me Don’t tell me no lies If I give it to you will everything be alright? What I got is so sweet Tell me what you gonna do So I can give you what you need Baby, don’t you wanna play with me Mama taste like candy, come give me a kiss All over my sexy body, I work it like a gypsy You know you want this Baby, don’t you wanna play with me Mama taste like candy, come give me a kiss All over my sexy body, I work it like a gypsy You know you want this If you got any little freak in you then I’mma find it These niggas read the pimp manual but I designed it I see you bouncing it up and down and ooh I like it I know you gonna be mine, because ooh I’m psychic You said you taste like candy do, right? Why don’t you go ahead, let me get two bites How about this: bust out the whip cream Let’s have a real freaky food fight Oh no, it’s getting too tight So I never ever say I’m ever too tight If I come in the middle tonight then Myleka I’mma do whatever you like Baby, don’t you wanna play with me Mama taste like candy, come give me a kiss All over my sexy body, I work it like a gypsy You know you want this Baby, don’t you wanna play with me Mama taste like candy, come give me a kiss All over my sexy body, I work it like a gypsy You know you want this Baby, don’t you wanna play with me Mama taste like candy, come give me a kiss All over my sexy body, I work it like a gypsy You know you want this Kiss me from head to toe Now do it in slow-mo You’ve got me in the zone Never ever gonna let you go Kiss me from head to toe Now do it in slow-mo You’ve got me in the zone Never ever gonna let you go All over my body I taste like candy

How we stop the Black Panthers? Ronald Reagan cooked up an answer And people say, “Oh, Ronald Reagan’s that president” But type “Black Panther” and “Ronald Reagan” And see what you get Being that he was the governor of L.A Ronald Reagan cooked up an answer You hear that? What Gil-Scott was hearing Why all our heroes and heroines end up on heroin? Crack raised the murder rate in D.C. and Maryland We invested in that; it’s like we got Merrill lynched And we been hanging 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 can’t tell if… That’s that good shit? We ain’t sure, man Put the CD on your tongue; yeah, that’s pure, man That’s that crack music That real Black music La la la la la la la la La la la la la la From the place where the fathers gone The mothers is hardly home And the maricóns lock us up in the Audy Home How the Mexicans say? “We just trying to party, homes” Who gave Saddam anthrax? George Bush got the answers Back in the hood, its a different type of chemical Arm & Hammer baking soda; raised they whole quota Right when our soldiers ran for the stove cause Cause… dreams of being Hova Went from being a broke man to being a dopeman To being the President; look, theres hope man This that inspiration for the Moes and the folks man Shorty come and see his momma straight overdosing And this is the soundtrack This the type of music that you make when you round that Crack music!

Now, Mr. West, take a seat, I implore ya Over time it seems its gotten harder to ignore ya You undo the progresses of geniuses before ya King gave you the box and now we know you can afford her It dont matter how much money you got or you lack When that check clear, dont forget your children is still Black And your music has been wack And your views are moving back To the day that trigger niggas cause we still hear that whip crack Im compassionately passing on some knowledge, son Imma level with you cause we both dropped out of college, son You been wilin than New Yorkers since the Patterson You not a O.G., your repetoire, it do not matter, son I gotta admit it, Im annoyed, you came up on niggas coin You thought you could fill a void, you a puppet You looked at all your fans and you said "fuck it, Im on that" That nigga from Graduation, Im sorry yall, he gone now Cole tried to warn us, Trump wanna reform us Built him up from nothing and now this how he reward us How you say you Yeezus but did nothing to restore us You support the people up in power that abort us I dont give a fuck about your clothes or your wifes new naked pose Or the fact that you can stand for what the people all oppose Its not a cross you had to take up I just pray to God that one day you can wake up

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Drive slow, homie Drive slow, homie You never know, homie, about these hoes, homie You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie My homie Mali used to stay, 79th and May One of my best friends from back in the day Down the street from Calumet, a school full of Stones He nicknamed me K-Rock so they would leave me alone Bulls jacket with his hat broke way off And walked around the mall with his radio face off Plus he had the spinner from his Daytons in his hand Keys in his hand, reason again to let you know hes the man Back when we rocked Ellesses, he had dreams of Caprices Drove by the teachers, even more by polices How’d he get the cash? The day his father passed away Left him with a lil somethin, sixteen, he was stuntin’ Al B. Sure nigga with the hair all wavy Hit Lake Shore, girls go all crazy Hit the freeway, go at least bout eighty Boned so much that summer, even had him a baby See back-back then-then, if you had a car You was the Chi-Town version of Baby And I was just a virgin, a baby One of the reasons I looked up to him crazy I used to love to play my demo tape when the system yanked Felt like I was almost signed when the shit got cranked Wed take a Saturday and just circle the mall They had they Lincolns and Auroras, we was hurtin em all With the girls, a lot of flirtin involved, but dog Fuck all that flirtin, Im tryin’ to get in some drawers So put me on with these hoes, homie He told me don’t rush to get grown, drive slow, homie Drive slow, homie Drive slow You never know, homie, about these hoes, homie You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie What it do? What it do? What–what it do? What–what it do? What it–what it do? Wh–what it do? Wh–what it do? What it do? Wh–what it do? Wh–what it do? What it–what it do? Wh–what it do? Wh–what it do? Wh–what it do? Wh–what it do? Wh–what it do? Drive slow, homie, homie, homie Turn your hazard lights on when you see them hoes Drive slow, homie, home, homie If youre riding around the city with nowhere to go Drive slow, homie, homie, homie Live today, ’cause tomorrow, man, you never know You never know, homie, about these hoes, homie You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie My cars like the movie, my cars like the crib I got more TVs in here than where I live And that dont make no sense, but baby, I’m the shit And everything I flip, you know its something serious I got the custom grill , I got the Brabus rims I got the baller genetics, baby, its evident You see a player flicking, now how you aint convinced That you should go on and kiss it, just a lil bit? I got my custom kings, I got my Jesus chain My canaries is gleamin through my angel wings They see me, hoes actin like they seen a king With that mean lean, smokin on that finest Cali green My woodgrain oak, Im ridin on Vogues My cylinders quiet, like tip-toes I sold Os, so this I know When you see them hoes, lil homie, drive slow Drive slow, drive slow Drive slow, drive slow Drive slow, drive slow Drive slow, drive slow Drive slow, drive slow Drive slow, drive slow Drive slow, drive slow Drive slow, drive slow Drive slow, drive slow Drive slow, drive slow Drive slow, drive slow Drive slow, drive slow Drive slow, drive slow Drive slow, drive slow What up, yall? Thats GLC in the buildin Its G.O.O.D. Music, baby We love Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on You know, you know I enjoy bein here And I love doin songs from the new album, but I gotta do a joint that, if it wasnt for this one right here I wouldve never made it this far Lets see if yall remember this joint right here

Kill it, get it? Yeah, hey I put the rari I with my I put diamonds on the back of my

Aint no question if I want it, I need it I can feel it slowly drifting away from me Im on the edge, so why you playing? Im saying I will never ever let you live this down, down, down Not for nothing Ive foreseen it, I dream it I can feel it slowly drifting away from me No more chances if you blow this, you bogus I will never ever let you live this down, down, down Penitentiary chances, the devil dances And eventually answers to the call of Autumn All of them fallin for the love of ballin Got caught with 30 rocks, the cop look like Alec Baldwin Inter-century anthems based off inner-city tantrums Based off the way we was branded Face it; Jerome get more time than Brandon And at the airport they check all through my bag And tell me that it’s random But we stay winning, this week has been a bad massage I need a happy ending and a new beginning And a new fitted, and some job opportunities thats lucrative This the real world, homie, school finished They done stole your dreams, you dunno who did it I treat the cash the way the government treats AIDS I wont be satisfied til all my niggas get it, get it? Aint no question if I want it, I need it I can feel it slowly drifting away from me Im on the edge, so why you playing? Im saying I will never ever let you live this down, down, down Is hip-hop just a euphemism for a new religion? The soul music of the slaves that the youth is missing But this is more than just my road to redemption Malcolm West had the whole nation standing at attention As long as Im in Polo smiling, they think they got me But they would try to crack me if they ever see a black me I thought I chose a field where they couldnt sack me If a nigga aint shootin a jump shot, running a track meet But this pimp is, at the top of Mount Olympus Ready for the Worlds game, this is my Olympics We make em say ho cause the game is so pimpish Choke a South Park writer with a fishstick I insisted to get up offa this dick And these drugs, niggas cant resist it Remind me of when they tried to have Ali enlisted If I ever wasnt the greatest nigga, I must have missed it! Aint no question if I want it, I need it I can feel it slowly drifting away from me Im on the edge, so why you playing? Im saying I will never ever let you live this down, down, down I need more drinks and less lights And that American Apparel girl in just tights She told the director she tryna get in a school He said, "Take them glasses off and get in the pool" It’s been a while since I watched the tube Cause like a Crip set, I got way too many blues for any more bad news I was looking at my resume feeling real fresh today They rewrite history, I dont believe in yesterday And whats a black Beatle anyway, a fucking roach? I guess thats why they got me sitting in fucking coach My guy said I need a different approach Cause people is looking at me like Im sniffing coke Its not funny anymore, try different jokes Tell em hug and kiss my ass, X and O And kiss the ring while they at it, do my thing while I got it Play strings for the dramatic ending of that wack shit Act like I aint had a belt in two classes I aint got it Im coming after whoever who has it Im coming after whoever; who has it? You blowin up, that’s good, fantastic That, yall, its like that, yall I dont really give a fuck about it at all Cause the same people that tried to black ball me Forgot about two things, my black balls Aint no question if I want it, I need it I can feel it slowly drifting away from me Im on the edge, so why you playing? Im saying I will never ever let you live this down, down, down Not for nothing Ive foreseen it, I dream it I can feel it slowly drifting away from me No more chances if you blow this, you bogus I will never ever let you live this down, down, down

This gon be a sample right here Okay Dun-dun-dun-dun Base on it, based on uh Based on it, its dunno Based on em, based on em To my love it, runnin from it For that vomit, got me ballin Ooh, ooh, darlin Darlin, darlin Good Lord, darlin Dunna, darlin Good Lord, darlin I love bumpin, I put some in I got ball in, for the mornin I got movement on the fallen Good Lord, darlin, little darlin Little ahh" , rolling all in, threw me all Only want some til we out If I pull up , they got , they got Dun-sum, say that Bun-dun that I knew from way back Lights on, got a song, where that? Had me done, como , where that? Do I play on a stage, get right , where that? Uh-uh, little darlin Niggas startin, make it fallin On me, , uh, little darlin Make it fallin for me Little darlin, make it fallin Make it fallin for me, uh Little , make it fallin Make it fallin for me, for me

Wished I had told, ooh, was the only one But its too late Its too late Hes gone You sweat her, and I aint talkin bout a Coogi You a big L, and I aint talkin bout Cool J See me at the airport, at least twenty Louis Treat me like the Prince and this my sweet brother Numpsay Groupies say Im too choosy Take em to the show and talk all through the movies Say she want diamonds, I took her to Ruby Tuesdays If we up in Fridays, I still have it my way, gone We striving home I ride on chrome Yall dont want no prob from me What you rappers could get is a job from me Maybe you could be my intern, and in turn Ill show you how I cook up summer in the winter Aaron love the raw dog, when will he learn? Caught something on the Usher tour, he had to let it burn Plus, he already got three chilrn Arguin over babysitters like, "Bitch, its your turn" "Damn, Ye, itd be stupid to diss you Even your superficial raps is super-official" R-R-R-Roc Pastelle with Gucci on With TVs in the ride, throw a movie on Said he couldnt rap, Im at the top with Doobie Long Cause I dookied on any song that they threw me on, gone We striving home I ride on chrome Listen, homeboy, move on Thats your best bet, whys that, Cons? I been pouring out some liquor for the fact that my pals gone And trying to help his Momma with the fact that her childs gone And since we used to bubble like a tub full of Calgon Guess its only right that I should help her from now on But since they got afoul on what couldve gone wrong Now they asking Cons, "How long has this gone on?" And maybe all this money might have gone to my head Cause they got me thinking money might have gone to the Feds So I had gone to the dread, but he had gone up to bed And when I came the next morning, he was gone with my bread And with that being said, I had gone on my instincts And gone to the spots where they go to get mixed drinks But looking back now, I shouldve gone to the crib And rented Gone With the Wind, cause Ida gone in by ten But I had gone with my friend, and we had gone to the bar And heard a nigga talking shit so I had gone to the car And now the judge is telling me that I had gone too far And now we gone for twenty years, doing time behind bars And since I gone to a cell for some petty crimes I guess I gone to the well one too many times, cause Im gone Make some noise for Consequence, yall Its G.O.O.D. Music, baby Out on these shores 2006, Dont Quit Your Day Job Ima get a string somethin for a minute Make some noise for the strings right now Theyve been playing so beautifully, dont you agree? Dont you agree? The wire strings, that is Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-uh, uh-uh, on, uh-uh-uh, on Uh-uh, on, uh-uh-uh Im, uh, ahead of my time, sometimes years out So the powers that be wont let me get my ideas out And that make me wanna get my advance out And move to Oklahoma and just live at my aunts house Yeah, I romance the thought of leaving it all behind Kanye, step away from the lime Light like when I was on the grind In the 1-9-9-9 Before model chicks was bending over Or dealerships asked me, "Benz or Rover?" Man, if I could just get one beat on Hova We could get up off this cheap-ass sofa What the summer of the Chi got to offer an eighteen-year-old? Sell drugs or get a job, you gotta play your role Dog worked at Taco Bell, hooked us up plural Fired a week later, the manager count the churro Sometimes I cant believe it when I look up in the mirro How we out in Europe, spending Euros They say you never know what you got til its gone I know I got it, I dont know what yall on Ima open up a store for aspiring MCs Sell em no dream, but the inspiration is free But if they ever flip sides like Anakin You will sell everything including the mannequin They got a new bitch, now you Jennifer Aniston Hold on, Ill handle it, dont start panickin, stay calm Shorties at the door cause they need more Inspiration for they life, they souls, and they songs Told em, "Sorry, Mr. West is gone"

What can I do.. Cause I cant keep from drinkin this yak And I cant keep from smokin dem sacks Am I a fool What can I do.. Cause it be calling me all the time And I think Im finna lose my mind What can I do Damn... Im fucked up again and I think Im finna throw my guts up again But I cant move cause Im stuck off the Gin and the Henn and Bicardi And Remy, lets hit the party its in me And I still got a fifth of sommo whiskey Tipsy, feelin real shiesty and risky Bangin a bitch if she wanna get frisky Niggas wanna get up on the fifth lets go! Niggas wanna get up on a O lets roll Niggas got da 50s of da dro and they swole Put it in da Swisher finna smoke it like whoa Dont understand me I dont want a Grammy Just hand me a hand full of goddamn whammy Fluffed out and fancy packed where dat Yancy Now I ride bumpin How High in da Camry. Whoa! Dude... I stay so high... I cant stop drinkin.. I feel like a fool am I losin my mind Baby Bubba Im Dude... I stay so high... I cant stop drinkin.. I feel like a fool am I losin my mind Aint gon front like I dont smoke huff Thats prob why a muhfucka throat so rough I drink dark liquor so I think Im tough A lot of scared niggas didnt think I bust Midwest niggas do it minked out plush Six piece wings wit the fruit punch crush Project niggas from the hundreds to the low 151 got my stomach on the flo Matter fact yall cant fuck wit da Go Kanye wit da hot track Shawn wit da flow Most of yall bitches cant top what cha ya know Signed after 16 bars through the door So act like ya know bitch smackin dem hoes Smokin a sack packed in a Tahoe Kids in da back, swig in my lap Cops on my track so I hid me a strap Im gone Its Missy and ya know dat, locate me like a Lojack Im on ya back like a nap sack And when I rhyme you betta go back To da lab goddamn man Im tighter than a wavecap Nah muthafucka can I say that When Im bouncin on dem 24 babies They be goin like wa wa wa wa wa wa Man I be fuckin yo man... and I already done did dat, yall chicks betta sit back and relax Now listen up fa the feedback Me and Shawnna in da H2 Hummer gettin tan for the summer I talk real breezy, whack bitches yall greedy And if ya dont write ya rhymes then easy Cause we dont believe that And me and Shawnna shut it down best believe it What can I do What can I do

It was all good just a week ago, niggas feel theyself And that Watch the Throne drop, niggas kill theyself What niggas gon do, Hov? This the new crack, on a new stove Im in the two-door, true that, niggas telling me, "You back!" Like a nigga ever left up out this bitch, huh? And if lifes a bitch, bet she suck my dick, huh And I bet she fucked the whole clique, huh By the way, nigga, you should fucking quit, nigga Just forget it, you talk it, I live it Like Eli, I did it, jokes on you, motherfucker, and I get it, haha No paper, ho, but you can have some more of me Or-a-gy or are we speaking metaphorically? Historically Im kicking bitches out like Pam, nigga Going HAM, nigga; me and Jigga And a nigga still young, why I have no kids But Ive been practicing with some actresses as bad as shit Had a few white girls, asses flat as shit But the heads so good, damn, a nigga glad he hit Got em jumping out the building, watch out below A million out the door Im about to go HAM Hard as a motherfucker, let these niggas know who I am Im about to go HAM Hard as a motherfucker, let these niggas know who I am Fuck yall mad at me for? Yall dont even know what Ive been through I played chicken with a Mack truck Yall muthafuckas woulda been moved I swam waters with Great Whites Yall muthafuckas woulda been chewed I hustled with vultures late nights Yall muthafuckas woulda been food Fuck wrong with these dudes? Try to walk around in these shoes See the shit I saw growing up Then maybe you could take a peek at these boos Niggas fantasize about the shit that I do daily Like these rappers rap about all the shit that I do really Im like, "Really; half a billi, nigga, really?" You got baby money Keep it real with niggas, niggas aint got my ladys money Watch the throne, dont step on our robe Bad enough we let you step on our globe With my nephew die, daddys dead Nigga took the price on my uncles head Nobody called the cops as my uncle bled So I feel like I would like to know my uncles bread Bow down, brother, pay homage Dont spill hate all on my garments Comme des Garçons, fuck yo fresh Head shots, nigga, fuck your vest Fuck the pigs, no pork on my fork Peace, God, cause you know a nigga just went HAM Hard as a motherfucker, let these niggas know who I am Yeah, Im bout to go HAM Hard as a motherfucker, let these niggas know who I am Yeah, Im bout to go HAM Vivat rex in homine Vivat rex in homine Vivat rex in homine Vivat rex in homine

My homie Mali used to stay, 79th and May One of my best friends from back in the day Down the street from Calumet, a school full of Stones He nicknamed me K-Rock so theyll leave me alone Bulls jacket with his hat broke way off And walked around the mall with his radio face off Plus he had the spinner from his Daytons in his hand Keys in his hand, reason again to let you know hes the man Back when we rocked Ellesses, he had dreams of Caprices Drove by the teachers, even more by polices Howd he get the cash? The day his father passed away Left him with a lil somethin, sixteen, he was stuntin Al B. Sure nigga with the hair all wavy Hit Lake Shore, girls go all crazy Hit the freeway, go at least bout eighty Boned so much that summer, even had him a baby See back-back then-then, if you had a car You was the Chi-Town version of Baby And I was just a virgin, a baby One of the reasons I looked up to him crazy I used to love to play my demo tape when the system yanked Felt like I was almost signed when the shit got cranked Wed take a Saturday and just circle the mall They had they Lincolns and Auroras, we was hurtin em all With the girls a lot of flirtin involved, but dog Fuck all that flirtin, Im tryin to get in some drawers So, put me on with these hoes homie He told me dont rush to get grown, drive slow, homie Drive slow homie Drive slow You never know homie, about these hoes homie You need to pump ya brakes and drive slow homie What it do? Im posted up in the parking lot, my trunk waving The candy gloss is immaculate, its simply amazing Them elbows pokin wide on that candy Lac Trunk open, screens on, neons lit with fifth relaxed Im on a mission for dime-pieces and sexy ladies Allow me to introduce you to my CL Mercedes Its a star-studded event when I valet park Open up my mouth and sunlight illuminates the dark You see them fours crawlin? You see them screens fallin? The disco ball in my mouth insinuates Im ballin Im leaning on the switch, sitting crooked in my slab But I could still catch boppers if I drove a cab A young Houston hard hitter all about the scrilla Ridin somethin candy coated, crawlin like a caterpillar Im tipping on them fours, Im jammin on this Screw Im looking for them hoes baby, what it do? Drive slow homie Turn your hazard lights on when you see them hoes If youre ridin round the city with nowhere to go Live today, cause tomorrow, man, you never know You never know homie, might need some hoes homie You need to pump ya brakes and drive slow homie My cars like the movie, my cars like the crib I got more TVs in here than where I live And that dont make no sense, but baby Im the shit And everything I flip, you know its something serious I got the custom grill, I got the Brabus rims I got the baller genetics, baby this evidence You see a player flicking and how you aint convinced That you should gon kiss it, just a lil bit I wear my custom kicks, I got my Jesus chain My canaries is gleamin through my angel wings They see me, hoes actin like they seen a king With that mean lean, smokin on that finest Cali green My woodgrain oak, Im ridin on Vogues My cylinder quiet like tip-toes I sold Os and this I know When you see them hoes, lil homie drive slow Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Mm, hm Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Mm, hm Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Looking at life through my rearview, all the problems I had Could be seen a lot clearer after time had passed Known for living so fast, they wonder how he dont crash With 220 on the dash, and he constantly mashin "Why dont he slow down?" they be constantly askin But me in the fast lane is like metal and magnets Now I aint trying to say that this the way of the masses But its so hard to change, I love this shit with a passion Since me and C were cuttin class, and showin our ass Shooting out in broad day in the middle of traffic I remember sellin crack faster than I could bag it Just sharin my past wit ya shawty, I aint een braggin Me and Cap got life, them other folk got blasted Had a partner O.D. and after this all happened Life the only thing that kept a pimp from crying and laughing Then the Lord smiled on me at the end of the madness I never thought that Ida made it this far rappin For introducing the youth to what we now call "trappin" Considered now a classic, whodve imagined? Me in Milano getting models in next years fashion So nowadays, they can call me old-fashioned But its way too much cash to see blue lights flashin So I guess the moral of this here class is: Life about who make it, not about who make it the fastest Drive slow homie Yeah, bumpa bumpa bump bump Drive slow homie Drive slow homie You never know homie, might need some hoes homie You need to pump ya brakes and drive slow homie Drive slow homie

Yo G, they cant stop me from rappin, can they? Can they, ha? I spit it through the wire man Its too much stuff in my heart right now man Id gladly risk it all right now Its a life or death situation man Yall dont really understand how I feel right now man Its your boy Kanye to the Chi-town whats going on? I drink a Boost for breakfast, and Ensure for dessert Somebody ordered pancakes, I just sip the sizzurp That right there could drive a sane man bizzerk Not to worry Mr. H said the izzles back to wizzerk How do you console my mom or give her light support Tellin her her sons on life support? And just imagine how my girl feel On the plane scared as hell, that her guy look like Emitt Till She was with me before the deal, she been tryin to be mine She a delta so she been throwin that Dynasty sign No use me trying to be lyin, I been trying to be signed Trying to be a millionaire, how I use two lifelines In the same hospital where Biggie Smalls died The doctor said I had blood clots, but I aint Jamaican, man Story on MTV and I aint trying to make a band I swear this right here is history in the makin man I really apologize how I sound right now man If its unclear at all, man They got my mouth wired shut for like I dont know the doctor said for like six weeks You know we had reconstruct I had reconstructive surgery on my jaw I looked in the mirror, half my jaw was missing In the back of my mouth, man I couldnt believe it Im still here for yall right now man This is what I gotta say, right here dog Yeah, turn me up yeah What if somebody from the Chi that was ill got a deal On the hottest rap label around? But he wasnt talking bout Coke and birds It was more like spoken word except hes really puttin it down And he explained the story about how Blacks came from glory And what we need to do in the game Good dude, bad night, right place, wrong time In the blink of a eye, his whole life changed If you could feel how my face felt, you would know how Mase felt Thank God I aint too cool for the safe belt I swear to God drive a two on the sue I got lawyer for the case to keep whats in my safe, safe My dawgs couldnt tell if I looked like Tom Cruise in Vanilla Sky It was televised, theres been an accident like Geico They thought I was burnt up, like Pepsi did Michael I must gotta Angel, cause look how death missed his ass Unbreakable, what you thought they called me Mr. Glass? Look back on my life like the ghost of Christmas past Toys R Us, where I used to spend that Christmas cash And I still wont grow up, Im a grown ass kid Swear I should be locked up for stupid sh** that I did But Im a champion, so I turned tragedy to triumph Make music thats fire, spit my soul through the wire Yknow what Im sayin? When the doctor told me I had a um I was goin to have a plate in my chin I said, dawg dont you realize Ill never make it on the plane now? Its bad enough I got all this jewelry on She cant be serious man (For a chance at loving you Id take it all the way Right down through the wire Even through the fire) (Through the fire, to the limit Through the fire, to the limit Through the fire, to the limit Through the fire, to the limit)

Ayo, he pulled out his gun and started schemin Stood right there, blue trees in his space like police bleamin 80, nothin like these new born babies Fresh off the recliner, guns squeeze, pay me Hit an L, dynamic, move like Im Wit and Dale All of this is made like waves, I make sicker sail Theres niggas that rhyme and niggas that grind Thats my man, we only in the Benz that dont shine Comparing me to money, suitted up Fila jumper With the New Balance on Im fine The specialist, curly haired kids perpetuous Slide in your bitch, give her dick thats treacherous Catch me on leany, egged out, GreyGoosein in the coupe Callin up Duke, come see me Wise words givin, saw him in a flyin spur Givin sign in the earth, lets work, nigga Im brainless then youre famous Hann Hann Im brainless then youre famous Hann Hann I used to wonder how people became stars and then return to their roots Till I had to switch up the Cons, take a turn of the roots Cause the fact they had Kwon out their CD changer It mustve been enough to turn my friends into strangers Cause now they keepin secrets when Im in danger And mirrors wise crack like god in the manger But why should I name ya? I can speak to your conscience You would feel the position that you see your boy Cons in Cause now Im on fire like the start of an arson And even TV gettin dinner like So the way I disappear right before Autumn hits Or be like a magician like picked from the audience And there goes the auto tricks to catch up to Rae To somethin smells fishy like the catch of the day Make me grab a gun from my personal safety But Im the kind of person that wont keep it on safety, but... Im brainless then youre famous Hann Hann Im brainless then youre famous Hann Hann Really not much, I finna do rhythm Get the fuck away from me fore I spit em Purple drinkin swag, but in em Nigga talkin now like what now wit em? First off, 9 outta 10 he snitchin Skurts when that thing starts spittin Now you tryna have feds at my door Doin dirty, cake way clean, cause Im a boss Colgate smile while your cocaines foul Somewhere chillin, burnin hella dro down few and carried by 6 Just by 12 takin court room flicks After Biggie and Pac I was like word? Niggas killin rappers, I aint tryna go dirt Without even thinkin, leave a nigga on the curb myself these words... Im brainless then youre famous Hann Hann Im brainless then youre famous

Mama said always keep your head held high Mama said always pray to man up high Mama said always keep a woman in your life But she never said I need to care about me myself and I Oh No Niggas scared to pay the dues that they owe, whoa Niggas scared to even match up to flow, whoa You looking beautiful on the other side, I Lemme take you on a ride ride ride Im tryna meet you by moonlight I wanna see you by moonlight Lets have a drink at moonlight You can even miss your afternoon flight Im tryna meet you by moonlight I wanna love you at moonlight Lets have a drink in the moonlight I wanna kiss at moonlight Imma Take You Imma Take You Imma Take You Imma take you out this world Imma Take You Imma Take You Imma Take You Imma take you out this world Imma Take You Imma Take You Imma Take You Imma take you out this world Imma Take You Imma Take You Imma Take You Imma take you out this world Im tryna meet you by moonlight I wanna see you by moonlight Lets have a drink at moonlight You can even miss your afternoon flight Im tryna meet you by moonlight I wanna love you at moonlight Lets have a drink in the moonlight I wanna kiss at moonlight My names Theo baby whats yours "Is we gonna fuck" baby of course That body gonna need a brochure So many things to see where to go Im not sure Youre like a movie to me So many scenes to perceive So many things to say But Ill say another day Hold up baby wait

Layzie: I dont know Krayzie: Yo! Wish: What up thug? Krayzie: Bone Thugs~N~Harmony is back nigga Layzie: Yeah, belie dat Wish: You know. Krayzie: Kanye West on the track Wish: Oh thats big. Thats real big Layzie: Yeah, we gon do it like this baby Krayzie & Wish {Layzie}: I aint goin nowhere. {I aint goin nowhere.} Cause I aint satisfied. {I aint satisfied.} Niggas still owe me chips. {Niggas owe me chips.} And I gots to ride for mine. {I think Im gunna ride.} Krayzie: Man, these niggas they got me lacin up my Timberlands; creasin up my khakis . .357 cocked in my hand-- fixin to get it crackin. I guess they figured they get away, and wouldnt have to answer back to Kray, and Lay, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh-- remember that, I on the way. Told em Im a ride for mine; aint no need to die for mine. When they see how I ride for mine, oh nigga they gon hand me mine Layzie: You probably was thinkin again it was over for my soldiers. But nigga now hold on, you dont even know us. We them poest thats the coldest. You can suck us; you can blow us. From the clipper from the shoulders; you gon pay us if you owe us. From the East-side to the West-borders; consider this the takeover Wish: Look man, you dont want that shot up. Gimme my dollas and all my change-- I like thangs. New thangs: brand new white Ts, in the summer days, you know? So pay up, cause I show up. You owe us. I might have to bother you wit a twenty-two; more like a trey-deuce.-- more juice. Grown man; I aint playin. Hard, firm is how I stand. Pop up my myself dawg cause I really dont need nobody man Krayzie & Wish {Layzie}: I aint goin nowhere. {I aint goin nowhere.} Cause I aint satisfied. {I aint satisfied.} Niggas still owe me chips. {Niggas owe me chips.} And I gots to ride for mine. {I think Im gunna ride.} Layzie: Them callin me Mr. Bill Collector; needin me money, know hes up tonight -- ya damn right. Dawg, I never been comfortable; my daddy aint Cliff Huxtable. Im original and Im loveable. But really, do a nigga look fuckable? I doubt it ho, and I like the dough. Let off shots from my rifle-- like a sniper dawg: a pipe on yall. Nigga, the Bone was born to ball Krayzie: Taxin niggas like the I.R.S.; T.H.U.G.s, well have yo faith out in the streets squeezin you foe yo cheese. And dont even try to resist it, nigga just give it up. Feel the pump, feel the pump, feel the pump, feel the pump, feel the pump; pump, pump, pump Wish: Lights out; we comin through. We aint satisfied-- hope it aint on you. We aint gon let it go. Bone Thugs~N~Harmony: original. It dont matter whos right. It dont matter whos wrong; well set it off. Wanna lose yo life ? Step up, well blow yo head off. Cause we got the weapons for anything thats steppin. Ya will learn ya lesson-- a real thug checkin Krayzie & Wish {Layzie}: I aint goin nowhere. {I aint goin nowhere.} Cause I aint satisfied. {I aint satisfied.} Niggas still owe me chips. {Niggas owe me chips.} And I gots to ride for mine. {I think Im gunna ride.} Layzie: We step on the scene and commits to get live. Niggas they knowin that nigga Layzie be ready to set off the raps-- the prop. My nigga we packin the fo. You thought you could flow? You gotta go. Still in the show. Im a rhyme as my ammo. My life as a barrel is lettin this loose. Playin you pussies, like fuck a piano Wish: Look at the game witout us. Yes they tryin-- they aint us. We want our spots back; we aint askin-- be some jacks. Here comes the Bone and step up. We got a lot of luck left. Here we come, in a rush, wit that relaxed breath Krayzie: Yeah. When you see the thuggish ruggish, you know just why we comin. So do yoself a favor, and bitch go get my money. And nigga dont try the blues wit me cause I cant feel ya pain. Nigga, you know what happens when the tenents bill aint paid Krayzie & Wish {Layzie}: I aint goin nowhere. {I aint goin nowhere.} Cause I aint satisfied. {I aint satisfied.} Niggas still owe me chips. {Niggas owe me chips.} And I gots to ride for mine. {I think Im gunna ride.}

Uh, uh, uh Yeah, yeah, yeah Put your hands in the air Im sending a message in a bottle It says "We need a new tomorrow" And we need some new leaders to follow Yeah we need some new leaders to follow Im telling you everything that I know {?} got {?} cause he got my vote And Imma tell you this because I should Sting, you the only police good in the hood Air, air, now throw your hands in the air, air And we gonna elect John the mayor Air, wave em around like you just dont care, yeah Wave em around like you just dont care, yeah Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah We can save the world! We can save the world! We can save the world! We can save the world! We can save the world! We can save the world! Yeah Yeah Yeah

Stop it, stop it. Hey radio, fuck you! Radio, fuck you! Yall dont want to lose again. A lot of people here tonight felt like they lost. You know why? Because y’all been lied to. Google lied to you. Facebook lied to you. Radio lied to you. Radio, fuck you! I know it’s a lot of real niggas working at radio, real people, real programming directors with wives and kids that love music, that can’t play what they want to play because they’ve been paid to play that bullshit over and over and over. And when I say that bullshit, what Im saying is we love Drake, Drake is great. He’s a great artist. But Frank Ocean is great, too. But you know who the greatest of all of us? Who do y’all think? Nope. Kid motherfucking Cudi. Radio, fuck you! Oh yeah, I’m on my Trump shit tonight. Radio, fuck you. Yeah, I’m taking his lead. I’mma just say how I say, be ‘Ye, and win. I’mma take his lead. Radio, fuck you! Radio, fuck you! Wait a second. Eh, is it, “Radio, fuck you? That’s what you’re saying?” Exactly Not fuck the people that work at radio because these is real people that gotta feed they kids and they’re not being allowed to play that real shit because they think that in order to feed they kids they gotta play the same shit over and over and over. I was raised by KMS 1, I was raised by Tribe Called Quest, I was raised by DMX. The last real nigga alive? Naw, nigga! We real niggas alive, we alive tonight, bruh! We alive tonight, bruh! Virgil Abloh is alive tonight, bro. A$AP Nast is alive tonight, bro. Bari is alive tonight, bro. Ian Connor is alive tonight, bro. Rocky alive tonight, bro. Aye, y’all love my show. When I say these names, y’all better scream for me. I don’t give a fuck if you know the names or not, go ahead, Google them. They will give you a little bit of factual information. They will give you that. Why did I name A$AP? Because that’s the future. That’s the niggas they got me and Cudi on our toes like that. These these niggas keeping this shit alive bro, These these niggas keeping this shit alive bro. It’s life We’ve got a hundred years out here, a hundred years on this planet, bro, and we can have a utopia. We can love each other. But the rules gotta be fair. Khaled and Drake and radio and Doc and 92.3 and everybody. Is it just me or did you hear that song so many times “you say you wanna play for free.” Aye, aye. You know what it is, though? Because aye, I love Drake. I love Khaled. But they set that song up, bro. And let me tell you something: MTV, fuck you! Once again, as always. I’m on my Trump shit tonight. Let me tell you what it is, bruh. Aye, you know me. I went down seven years of my life of motherfuckers hating me for saying Beyoncé had the best video. Hey, baby, let’s rock and roll tonight. Y’all might be experiencing a lot of pop shit, but the vibes is back. The prodigal son, Kid Cudi, has returned. The vibes is back. I know it’s going to be a lot of conversations after tonight Khaled, I know you got killers in Miami, please do not send them at my head. I just want to have a conversation about how we playing radio’s game. Khaled, you a real nigga. Khaled, you a real nigga. You got the keys. But as we learn all the politics that niggas was doing for years. Obama couldn’t make America great because he couldn’t be him to be who he was. Black men have been slaves. Obama wasn’t allowed to do this and still win. He had to be perfect. But being perfect don’t always change shit, bro. Being perfect don’t always change shit, bro So, when I talk about MTV, let me explain something. I was hurt, Beyoncé, I was hurt because I wanted to present a video called “Fade” and out of respect MTV told me, "Mr. West out of respect to you, I will let you know that Beyoncé is winning the video tonight for “Formation” over “Hotline Bling” and “Famous.”" They told me beforehand so I wouldn’t run on stage. Ayy bro, y’all ain’t gotta fuck with me, but you know I got the vision and you know I’mma gonna keep it real with you. Beyoncé, I was hurt. I went down seven years on behalf of your—eh, nigga! Don’t throw no shit while Im talking. I am putting my career, my life, my public well-standing at risk when I talk to y’all like this. This is a moment in the The Matrix, bro. The vibes is back. The vibes is back. Motherfuckers might feel a way about this tonight. Beyoncé, I was hurt because I heard that you said you wouldn’t perform unless you won Video of the Year over me and over “Hotline Bling.” In my opinion—now, don’t go trying to diss Beyoncé. She is great. Taylor Swift is great. We are all great people. We are all equal, but sometimes, we be playing the politics too much and forget who we are just to win. Fuck winning. Fuck looking cool. Fuck looking cool. Fuck being cool. Fuck all that, bruh! I’ve been sent here to give y’all my truth, even at the risk of my own life. Even at the risk of my own success, my own career. I’ve been sent here to give y’all the truth. Jay Z, call me, bruh. You still ain’t call me. Jay Z, call me. Aye bruh, I know you got killers, please don’t send them at my head. Just call me. Talk to me like a man. I’m not trying to be "the man", I just am "a man", the same as anybody here. I ain’t above, below none of y’all. We all equal. We all equal. These is the vibes, bro. This is the future. This is the way of thinking to Make America Great Again. Ha! You didn’t like that! Guess what? Guess what? Y’all need the vibes. I was hurt. Feelings matter, bro. The way motherfuckers put money up so high, popularity, radio spins. Feelings matter, bro. Feelings matter, bro It’s a new world, Hillary Clinton, it’s a new world. Feelings matter. Because guess what? Everybody in middle America felt a way and they showed you how they felt. Feelings matter, bro. It’s a new world. It’s a new world, Barack! It’s a new world, Jay Z! Aye, don’t send killers at my head, bro! This ain’t the Malcolm X movie, we growing from that moment. Let ‘Ye be ‘Ye! Oh wait a second. Do y’all agree with that? Let ‘Ye be ‘Ye! Wait a second - I ain’t hear enough screams on that. Let ‘Ye be ‘Ye! People Im not saying this out of my own well-being because it wouldn’t be smart out of my own well-being to say things like this. Radio, I done talked to you a bunch of motherfucking times. Y’all motherfuckers is behind the times. Because guess what, the Saint Pablo tour is the most relevant shit happening. The Saint Pablo tour is more relevant than radio! And if y’all keep following old models, your ass is going to be Hillary Clintond. You might not like it, but they gotta hear it. I ain’t here to massage you with a fake truth, telling you that Hillary gon’ win over and over and over, then you wake up you still can’t believe it! You know why? Because you was lied to by Google! You was lied to by Mark Zuckerberg! Mark Zuckerberg, you wanna call me now? Do I got the vision, Mark Zuckerberg? Was you wrong? When I said I was $53 million in debt and you didn’t call me, was you wrong? You ate dinner, you asked my friend Anthony Schiller to have dinner with me. I told you about DONDA. You said you would help and you didn’t. Then you went to look for aliens. Me and Kid Cudi are aliens right here, bro. The vibes is back. Ayy John - Take it all the way back to the beginning. Shia LaBeouf, Kid Cudi feels a way, give him a call Q-Tip, I love you, bro, don’t tell me how to be me, though. I love you. The Tribe album is dope. I love you. Don’t tell me how to be me, though. I’ve been me. I am me. There’s a Richard Pryor interview that you can watch about people coming into power and not changing everything and just becoming a part of the power. That’s happened with musicians because they’re scared. I’m not scared. I’m here to change things. I am here to change things. And things wont change until people admit they own falsehoods. I got the visions, bro. That’s what I’ve been blessed with, my vision. I’m not always going to say things the perfect way, the right way. But I’m going to say how I feel. Right now, I will prepare - right now, press get ready to write your passive-aggressive, LeBron James, racist comments. Season 4, racist comments. Get ready to have a field day, press! Get ready, get ready, cause the show’s over.

All of the lights Lights, lights All of the lights Turn up the lights in here, baby Extra bright, I want yall to see this Turn up the lights in here, baby You know what I need, want you to see everything Want you to see all of the lights Fast cars, shooting stars All of the lights, all of the lights Until its Vegas everywhere we are Alright, its on, I grew up thinking I was wrong, and always said that if they let me in the bitch Id do some damage, I might be out of mind But if I am its just in time, because I got the explanation So you fucking understand it, man, I’m already show you niggas What I- Somethin wrong, I hold my head MJ gone, our nigga dead I slapped my girl, she called the feds I did that time and spent that bread Im heading home, Im almost there Im on my way, heading up the stairs To my surprise, a nigga replacing me I had to take him to that ghetto university , lights Cop lights, flashlights, spotlights Strobe lights, street lights Fast life, drug life, thug life Rock life every night Turn up the lights in here, baby Extra bright, I want yall to see this Turn up the lights in here, baby You know what I need, want you to see everything Want you to see all of the lights Restraining order, cant see my daughter Her mother, brother, grandmother hate me in that order Public visitation, we met at Borders Told her she take me back, Ill be more supportive I made mistakes, I bumped my head Them courts sucked me dry, I spent that bread She need her daddy, baby, please Cant let her grow up in that ghetto university , lights Cop lights, flashlights, spotlights Strobe lights, street lights Fast life, drug life, thug life Rock life every night Turn up the lights in here, baby Extra bright, I want yall to see this Turn up the lights in here, baby You know what I need, want you to see everything Want you to see all of the lights Gettin mine, baby Gotta let these niggas know, yeah Gettin right, babe You should go and get your own Gettin mine, baby Gotta let these niggas know, yeah Gettin right, babe You should go and get your own Lights on, I see your face She eat me up, she got expensive taste I see you dreaming, but you still awake Big slices, thats how you cut the cake Its cold as hell, I show and tell Weezy home, our nigga out of jail! In this "give or take" world I got what it takes Put you out your misery: Kathy Bates Im Young Money, Im Cash Money If we could buy time Id spend my last money Now Im spending time, you in the blind This little light of mine, Imma let it shine Bright lights, night lights, headlights, shh No lights but them infrared lights Long knife, dont like to ask twice You killing me baby, this the past life Turn up the lights in here, baby Extra bright, I want yall to see this Turn up the lights in here, baby You know what I need Want you to see everything Want you to see all of the lights Ready, set, go, go, go, go, go Go til you cant go no more Im ill times ill, dope plus dope "Westside bitch," quote, unquote Woah there boy, dont go there ho If you cross that line I might overload I swear these lights be talking to me But I cant read Morse Code Why every rapper named "Big" got bodied, huh? But every rapper named "Sean" got money, ooh? Well I guess my chances are 50/50 But my vision is 20/20 so I be counting a hundred 100s like Oh my Allah, Lordy lordy lordy, I took your chick Now you want beef and I am just chuckling like Im Porky Cause you spend all day with her spooning I spend all night with her forking Theres a one-way ticket to Hell and They want these bullets to book it for me Im shitting on every statistic that said Id be dead or fuckin broke This is history, your kids kids kids kids kids gonna book report me And I think they want to murder me Im shining hard, because bitch Im an emergency Turn up the lights in here, baby Extra bright, I want yall to see this Turn up the lights in here, baby You know what I need Want you to see everything Want you to see all of the lights Whoa, whoa I tried to tell you but all I could say was oh Whoa, whoa Uh, bad decisions, good intentions, man Im riding, Weezy with me I just stepped out of the strip club, made 5000 look like 50 I spend all my time in Houston, smoke that kush but I dont do Whitney I dont do Britney, I dont do Lindsay I made $2 million since last Wednesday And I hate yall! Yall got too much free time Saying I aint drop shit, everything gon be fine Worrying about your old girl, trying to see if shes mine Nigga shes with me when she tells you she needs some "me time" Its our time, so fuck yall! Im really about to go Spring Break now And start taking shots in this muthafucka And you didnt have all that ass last month girl What, you get some shots in this muthafucka? Yeah, we got the Roc in this muthafucka You thought niggas going pop in this muthafucka? Young Money, power, respect in this bitch You would think we got the LOX in this muthafucka I made mistakes, I made some bread I even made a way for them to get ahead To my surprise, nobody replacing me Take Care and Carter IV it wont be long til they can see the lights And Im on one, I got one You a pussy nigga, Im not one, so call it a night, call it a night And I run this, and yall know that I take the purple and pour that, all in the Sprite, all in the Sprite Gettin mine, baby Gotta let these niggas know, yeah Gettin right, babe You should go and get ya own Were going all the way this time We going all the way this time Lights, lights We going all the way this time We going all the way this time We going all the way this time Unemployment line, credit card declined Did I not mention I was about to lose my mind? And also was about to do that line Kay, okay, you know we going all the way this time We going all the way this time We going all the way this time We going all the way this time We going all the way this time Turn up the lights in here, baby Extra bright, I want yall to see this Turn up the lights in here, baby You know what I need, want you to see everything Want you to see all of the lights Woah, woah Woah, woah Woah, woah Woah, woah

Lyrics from snippet Yeah, uh Theres power in the name, theres power in the Theres power in the name, yeah, yeah Theres power in the name, shame Shower in the rain, I And then there was no pain, no, no no no Back for a long time, aw yeah This just Gods test, aw yeah This just progress, aw yeah This for the projects, aw yeah This is Gods test, aw yeah, yeah This cant fall, its Gods chair This that kinda But now she I almost lost it Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah

And all the crazy shit I did, thatll make the best memories Seems my old friends always make the best enemies Cant make ends, without making bills And you cant ask fake niggas to keep it real Baby, I cant, I cant, I cant, argue no more When the only thing deep about you is your throat Why you always rock the boat? I swear you harder to read than a doctors note I put my demons on the page And put my passion on the stage Crashing on the websites, spazzing on the websites Driving on the wrong side, crash into the waves Surfs up, tides low, so you can see the stakes, drive slow You in the presence of ghetto royalty Do what the fuck we want and pay the lawyer fees Im in Paris driving in the same lane Where Princess Diana was killed by the damn fame The lonely king, whos only flaw is Looking for somebody thats flawless No fairy tale, no ending to this story book This could very well be the same road that glory took Or Maria Antoinette, the fall of the Rome The ghost of the fallen king is calling me home

May I say something to you to give you a true knowledge of yourself and life? Man in the full knowledge of himself is a superb and supreme creature of creation When man becomes possessor of the knowledge of himself, he becomes the master of his environment Guess what, baby? I feel free Nothin hurts me anymore Guess what, baby? I feel free Created from no-no-no Guess what, baby? I feel free And you know damn well I dont feel pain anymore Guess what, babe? I am free You should quit your job to this Hold up, let em jog from this Got blunts or what, one stun of lumps Dont slow the lumps Got grrrrr I dont feel pain anymore Guess what, babe? I am free This like a mix of some Ja Rule shit And some King Fool shit Under rude, city news shit This is a fools shit Im on some ooze shit Im on some wildin out in the news shit Im on some Doctor Blues and Psycho, kind of lose it Dont con-confuse it Leo called me artist and said, "Dont lose the music" I got no reclusion Ive been known to cruise it We stuck with a some motherfuckers you dont know like a cruise ship Had a son, news shit Banging on that new shit Popstar movement And he going foolish Many going stupid Man aint got the movement In the cut, Im foolin Sorry, couldnt use it, uh Guess not, bum-bum-bum, yeah, anymore Guess what, babe? I feel free

I want ya I got four, five, some on ya More minutes before the goes Cant  where I cant go Dun-dun  Thats the feel of love You need to fuck with somebody with some mass appeal I got one-one, four-four Got another came with a , uh Thats a no-go, I go loco, uh Im a white boy but Im in love with the coco Dun-a-dun, oh-oh, Im in love with ya, narco Rappin for the , I got five nights, Im comin , uh Hangin with I just want you with just , woo, woo, woo, uh Lay down , uh Hey, hey

, til we get the message I feel the pressure Under more scrutiny And what I do? Act more stupidly Pop more jewelry, hoard Louis V My momma couldnt get through to me The drama, people suing me Im on TV talking like its just you and me Im just saying how I feel man I aint one of the Cosbys I aint go to hell man I guess the money shouldve changed em I finally came back to where I came from Ahhh la la la la Our Lord and savior, Jesus Christ Accept and receive eternal life Aaahhh They cant tell me nothing Uh uh, they cant tell me nothing They cant tell me nothing Uh uh, they cant tell me nothing Ahhh la la la la Our Lord and savior, Jesus Christ Accept and receive eternal life Aaahhh They cant tell me nothing Uh uh, they cant tell me nothing They cant tell me nothing Uh uh, they cant tell me nothing See the devil will make you think If you follow God You finna fall off We put these tickets on sale in the morning And they sold out in the morning Nah Im saying I be in the studio And people come up to me like "Man, you better not , you better not do this" And then theyll play songs thats all like "I was with these girls like this, I did this girl" All this type of stuff- Basically sayin like Look, if you follow God You finna fall off That Jesus came number one1, 3 weeks That Jesus born But not just that, finding that peace Inside you Not just the numbers God using us to show off To show God is better than the Devil The Devil took all the producers, the musicians, the designers Moved us all out to Hollywood Moved us all out to New York Chasing ghost statues Literally signing a contract to selling our souls They got contracts out there that say you cant say Jesus When we was working on this album people used to be coming over the studio just to say Jesus as loud as they wanted to You can say Jesus in Ye studio You see, Im like one of them, Im like a uh uh, a Nineteen Star Michelin chef The way I cook up, you know what Im saying But if the Devil have you serving 8 restaurants at one time It might drive you crazy And one of the restaurants could be your own ego One of them restaurants could be public opinion One of them restaurants could be legacy One of them restaurants could be fame One of them restaurants could be money But theres only one restaurant we servin for tonight And I said tonight cause I be in the future sometimes And thats Gods restaurant Where everybody coming as service to God And he bringing it back tenfold A hundredfold A millionfold Blessings untold Blessings harder than gold Stronger than it go I returned my soul To the one that chose me The one that owns me The ones that shows me And thats what God showed me The Devil controlled me But he cant hold me Because God control me And life has showed me That God is the only The real not the phony The phonies will clone me Just watch how they cloned me And Im here with more homies Im here with my families I dont need a Grammy Im back in the building Im here with my children You know its a feeling You know its a feeling You know its a feeling Ahhh la la la la Ahhh la la la la Ahhh la la la la La la la la yea For my Lord and savior, Jesus Christ Ohhh Ah ah, ayy And thats why They cant tell me nothing La la la la our Lord and savior Jesus Christ Laaa la la la la Accept and receive eternal life Aaah They cant tell us nothing Yea Uh uh, they cant tell us nothing They cant tell us nothing They cant tell us nothing

Uh, hello, can I speak to, uh, uh Yeah, you know who you are, look You had no idea what ya dealing with Something on some of this realest shit Pop champ–uh, Ill give you this Something bout some Yeah, thats my bitch, thats my bitch Sh-shorty right there? Thats my bitch Thats my bitch Ive been waiting for a long, long time Just to get off and throw my hands up high And live my life and live my life Just to get off and throw my hands up high I paid for them titties, get your own It aint safe in the city, watch the throne She say I care more about them basquions Basquiats, she learning a new word, its yacht Blew the world up as soon as I hit the club with her Too Short called, told me I fell in love with her Seat by actors, ball players and drug dealers And some lesbians that never loved niggas Twisted love story, True Romance Mary Magdalene from a pole dance Im a freak, huh?! Rockstar life The second girl with us, thats our wife Hey, boys and girls, I got a new riddle Whos the new old perv thats tryna play second fiddle? No disrespect, Im not tryna belittle But my dick worth money, I put Monie in the middle Ive been waiting for a long, long time Just to get off and throw my hands up high And live my life and live my life Just to get off and throw my hands up high, high, high, high Swilling little licks and mixes ’til mornin Thats warnin, ooh, yeah Swilling your potion Stop motion, ooh, yeah You had no idea what ya dealing with Something on some of this realest shit Pop champ–uh, Ill give you this Something bout some Yeah, thats my bitch, thats my bitch Sh-shorty right there? Thats my bitch Thats my bitch Swilling little licks and mixes ’til mornin Thats warnin, ooh, yeah Swilling your potion Stop motion, ooh, yeah Swilling little licks and mixes ’til mornin Thats warnin, ooh, yeah Swilling your potion Stop motion, ooh, yeah

I better not get stopped by the cops to this I aint scared of the mob to this I might fuck around and quit my job to this Hope my got my on her for my confidence Man I got a , I feel the consequence Been a punk, I dont feel the consequence You know Dan, I dont feel the con- This is true freedom, this is no change This is all feelin, this is no brains This is , this is gold chain Get my lil fiend, fuck your gold chain Nigga, fuck the fame, nigga, fuck a year Fuck a , fuck a career Holy , hold it now Slow it down, its going down I cant hold it now, ahh I dont feel pain anymore Guess what baby? I feel free Nothin hurts me anymore Guess what baby? I feel I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel, ah Like I could fly up in the *gibberish* Like I was just *gibberish* I got I put a nine in you Remindin you what was to find in you I was signin new artists, , do what you signed to do What Im definin you I can find a new artist Do what I finally do, hot in the booth I done got somethin to do Hop in the coupe, hop in the coupe Got me a scoop, Somethin to grew, Somethin to do, tellin me Get , woo, hit em with woo Hit em that woo, hit em that scoop Hit em that poop, hit em that loop Got in the roof, locked in the zoo She got a She got a , that gives me Got in the coupe, for the suit *gibberish* I dont feel pain anymore Guess what baby? I feel free

Ooh, child, things are gonna get easier Ooh, child, things will get brighter Ooh, child, things are gonna get easier Ooh, child, things will get brighter Said its my year, know its my year, my year Can we fly, yeah? We can fly, yeah, high yeah Build a city in the sky, yeah, sky, yeah In the sky, yeah, in the sky, yeah, sky, yeah We just fly, yeah, we just fly, yeah, fly yeah Build a city, in the sky, yеah, sky, yeah Know its my year, know its my year, liar Oh, its always lovеly in your company, Oh, its always lovely in your company, Oh, its always lovely in your company, Oh, its always lovely in your company Ooh, child, things are gonna get easier Ooh, child, things will get brighter See yall niggas help That aint enough We need to heal Light this bitch up Light this bitch up Need to heal Light this bitch up Time is a myth on your bitch ass Money is a myth on your rich ass Yall niggas climb up an kiss ass Yall wanna or what is that? Go perfecto, go perfecto Yall niggas need insurance better get a gecko ? Geico on the time Im going psycho, oh Yeah the real Michael, Prince and present tense to Jimi Hendrix changin histry Dont make me have to go and pay a visit to Nigga, I dont getting started with these visits to, uh And they waiting in the visit room And you in the hospital in the visit room, uh Said its my year, know its my year, my year Can we fly, yeah? We can fly, yeah, high yeah Build a city in the sky, yeah, sky, yeah In the sky, yeah, in the sky, yeah, sky, yeah We just fly, yeah, we just fly yeah, fly yeah Build a city, in the sky, yeah, sky, yeah Know its my year, know its my year, liar And if we die, yeah, then we die, yeah, ah yeah We can fly, yeah, we can fly, yeah, ah yeah Night, yeah, in the night, yeah, ah yeah In the night, in the night Oh I dont know, that feel likely, all in the city Leave me alone in the night when Im all in the city Ah-ah I know you talk bout leaving I dont wanna leave though I dont even wanna see it, yeah I be scared of my dreams, yeah If they were talkin bout me, yeah Couldnt believe that If they were talkin bout me yeah If they were talkin bout me, nah Start this evening If they want em, I gone leave them If you wanna go, then leave then Oh yeah Yeah I be acting, I need ya Dont be acting like you need me, oh, yeah waitin to see me wantin to see me, nah Ill just be wait at the bag drop I just wait for the bag drop I just want what I get, so Ill I dont want have t ask stop Stop I just wont ask you to stop, yeah I just wont ask you to mm, yeah I will just ask you a lot, yeah I will just ask you a lot but I, I, I You just get down when I need, yeah ? deep, yeah I do not fit in-between, yeah I dont love being a scene, yeah I love in oh no no no Dont you come down an read me, yeah

I used to dream ohh-whoa About the money and the cars and girls But now I see ohh-whoa! Because Im sittin on top of the world! And now I see see see see Cause Im sittin on top of the world! And now I see see see see Cause Im sittin on top of the world! Man, I remember, fore I say that, wait, let me issue this statement No way should reflection be mistaken for glorification Now, I remember so vivid, me and my niggas was livin Sub-standard condition, still handling business Still laughin and trippin, still having the bitches Im rapping now, reminiscing, and goddamn it, we did it From trappin, standin & pitchin with rich we stand in the kitchen Splittin it eight ways, flip it in eight days Thought that wild and unruly was just the way to behave Kept the weight and the yay, but most the paper we made In all dimes, I aint lyin, the pleasure was all mine Had big work to move, but we served the small time I always outshined the niggas with small minds Who woulda thought wed be arguably the greatest of all time Round here? we develop such a sound down here Been duplicated often, still, can only be found here Only listen to Gs, that other shit I dont hear Shit, they so far in the rear, why would I even care? Im too busy a player, steering niggas careers Been talkin bout it for years, and now we finally here I used to dream ohh-whoa About the money and the cars and girls But now I see ohh-whoa! Because Im sittin on top of the world! And now I see see see see Cause Im sittin on top of the world! And now I see see see see Cause Im sittin on top of the world! Ayo, Im sitting on top of the, its more than a feeling, aint it? I be killing, damn it, Im illin, Im illin, ay-ay-ay-ay Meet Mr. Popular, go get your binoculars And see "Penthouse 3" where a nigga be Spitting fire on a PJ, in my PJs Fire Marshall said I took it to the max like TJ Yall aint peep, I said Marshalls, replay I guess Im like the black Marshall meets Jay Meet Ye, alligator souffle, got it made Special Ed got head from a girl in special ed You know the pretty ones in that dumb class But she got that dumb ass Hit high school and got pregnant dumb fast "What happened, Tisha? Your boyfriend come fast?" Turn around, give me pound like we folks "Hell no, I went raw, dawg, three strokes" I used to dream ohh-whoa About the money and the cars and girls But now I see ohh-whoa! Because Im sittin on top of the world! And now I see see see see Cause Im sittin on top of the world! And now I see see see see Cause Im sittin on top of the world! I know them haters dont stop plottin and wishin we fall Cause Im standin on top lookin down at it all I know from down there to yall, it seems like I got it all Homie, I aint get enough, we still tryin to triple up Thats why we got StreetCred and Akoo building up Say Im doing too much, shit I say I aint did enough Remember sayin, "Damn, if I could just get to a million plus" And now Im like, "Shit, what the fuck is a million bucks?" Tripled that on my bond thanks to Biggs and Run But never mind what I been through, just look at what I become All this shit Ive avoided, what I done for my sons And daughters and momma, just call her, I sold dope And dropped out of school, seems thats all they can see They dont notice none of my family did that since me I broke that cycle, now my family live a life of Mandatory minimums, but not when the judge sentence em Cousins in college, where you think they get tuition from? Just from standin round wishin, huh? And while you standing round lookin dumb, I make it happen Takin action, over time, got damn good at it I used to dream ohh-whoa About the money and the cars and girls But now I see ohh-whoa! Because Im sittin on top of the world! And now I see see see see Cause Im sittin on top of the world! And now I see see see see Cause Im sittin on top of the world!

Im DBanj This is G.O.O.D. Music Oh You cant see me no more You cant hold me no more You cant see me no more You can try, oh you can try You cant see me no more You cant hold me no more You cant see me no more You can try, oh you can try Walk in heavens, hallelujah Feel the trials, but Ima triumph Nothin to worry, not in a hurry You can say what you want, quit standin like a mummy Oh, Im lovin the life that Im livin right now Have friends in high places right now Im makin more than Im spendin right now People talkin, tryna start that shit with me right now Oh Im lovin that Oh Im lovin that Oh Im lovin that Oh Im love, oh Oh Im lovin that Oh Im love.... You cant see me no more You cant hold me no more You cant see me no more You can try, oh you can try You cant see me no more You cant hold me no more You cant see me no more You can try, oh you can try Hmm yeaaaaah Hmm yeaaaaah Im tired of this shit now Quit this shit now Tired of this hmmm now Oh shit; What do I do now? I said I said I know You cant see me no more You cant hold me no more You cant see me no more You can try, oh you can try You cant see me no more You cant hold me no more You cant see me no more You can try, oh you can try

*Lyrics from snippet 1* Aye, aye North, you dont really need a last name, hear me Aye, aye, aye, giving up my slave name Aye, aye Im giving up my slave name- *Cut* -what you got nigga you could tell me what the fuck to do Yall niggas be thinkin bullies cause you do Yall be bringin up the guns, talkin bout yall-

Im not sure anymore, more Who is knocking at my door, door All the faces that I know Ja make them so sunny and true I dont wanna say goodbye, to you So Ill just say good night, to you My people, no goodbyes to you Im just gon say good night Uh Good night Right now I can see it so vivid Like it was just yesterday, like I could relive it Me and my grandparents on a field trip And Im the little kid tryna touch the exhibits But itll fade before I get to get a hold of that Man, I wish I could stop time like a photograph Every joke that they told Id know to laugh Man , I wouldnt let a moment pass What do it mean when you dream that you fallin? What do it mean when you dream that you ballin? What do it mean when you never dream at all then And you dont really know cause you cant recall them? Its sorta fly you get a chance to say hi to People you never got a chance to say bye to Maybe you could pull em up outta your dreams Into real life , if you try to So close , but so far And so far , no cigar We cant dwell on the past, all we got is today So Ima live like its no tomorrow, no goodbyes I dont wanna say goodbye, to you So Ill just say good night, to you My people, no goodbyes to you Im just gon say good night Uh, to you If I part, my art will live through you Dream beautiful and unusual Wake up like every day new to you Stay true to you, a hood musical My art will live through you Dream beautiful and unusual Wake up like every day new to you Stay true to you, a hood musical I dont wanna say goodbye, to you So Ill just say good night, to you My people, no goodbyes to you Im just gon say good night Im not sure anymore, more Who is knocking at my door, door All the faces that I know Ja make them so sunny and true Im not sure anymore, more

Ich kriege schon wieder so ein Deja Vu Mit einm Reim von hier und einer Zeile von da Bite und prahl, sag warum hast du keine Gun, Clown? Ok ich weiß, weil wieder Spassten deine Gun klaun Schlag deinen Ast von meinem Stammbaum und mach mich frei Du hast nie Dues gepaid, du musst Lehrgeld zahln Mehr tun als bei Amis nach Rhymes im Sperrmüll kramn Mehr tun als zu connecten wie der Ärmelkanal Was du machst hat keine Roots, fuck deine Roots Ich baue Satzreime als wärns Backsteine, Fool Denn du weißt wer und ich hoff du weißt was Also komm nie mehr an und sag deine Crew sei krass Chico das ist meine Stadt und du bist nur zu Besuch Schieb keinen Harten im Klub, du bist nur zu Besuch Im Sturzflug zum Ruhm und vielleicht einmal nach oben Ich weiß noch dein Geburtstag wurde drei mal verschoben Du bist klein, verlogen, stolz auf Steine die funkeln Nenn mich "Fluoris-Sentence" denn ich scheine im Dunkeln Klar dass du mit deinen Lifestyle verfluchte Neider hast Doch ich finde dich at Nightheim und schub mit einer Glock Eko der Epigon, Savas in Betaversion Ich ruf an in Brüssel damit sie keine Rapper mehr klonn Du hast nie im Ghetto gewohnnt, nie ne Beretta geowned Nie hat vor ihm jemand wacker geflowed Aber seit kurzer Zeit sieht Keko mehr Fraun Und nimmt sie mit nach Hause und liest Echo der Frau Optik-Fan, Gossip-Clan, ich bin topfit, man, Big Sen knockt dich, man Von Berlin bis BK ich prügele Clowns Tätowier dir lieber Freeway über den Bauch Du aufs Cover der Source, ich glaube kaum du Hater Los zieh dein Cap bis zu den Augenbraun wie Jada Nur damit sie keiner sieht diese Angst in deinem Blick Vergiss die weiten Jeans hol ne Gun mit einem Clip Nimm jeden Reim und hol dein Wörterbuch raus Denn darin steckt die Realness für den Vers den du brauchst Danke für den guten Rat, in Sachen Job in einer Bar Lieber broke und stolz, als Clown im Schatten eines Stars Ich kacke meine Bars, andere essen sie auf Verdaun jedes Wort und spucken es aus Oft wissen viele garnich wieviel Plan ich besitz Und schon morgen gibt es Mittags Sizilianischen Fisch Yo, das mit dem Wiederholen, das war meine Idee Ich bin nicht Dieter Bohlen, doch das war meine Idee

I can see the future is lookin like we level through the sky I cant wait to live in glory and eternal lastin life Wont you take the wheel? Ill recline and Ill sit still Might as well turn up now, he gon pop up unannounced To the trumpets, do you like the way it sounds? I cannot take another ounce Runnin through the clouds I can hear my thoughts so loud I can hear their drums so loud Do you like the way it sounds? Feel like Ive been gone for a while But there aint no turnin back now People washed away in droves Those drums, not those drugs Do you like the way it sounds? Do you like the way, like the way it sounds? Do you like the way, like the way it sounds? Do you like the way, like the way it sounds? Do you like the way, like the way it sounds? Do you like the way, like the way it sounds? Do you like the way, like the way it sounds? Do you like the way, like the way it sounds? Do you like the way, like the way it sounds? I can see the future is lookin like we level through the sky I cant wait to live in glory and eternal lastin life Wont you take the wheel? Ill recline and Ill sit still Might as well turn up now, he gon pop up unannounced To the trumpets, do you like the way it sounds? Strange fruit hangin from the poplar trees Blood on the leaves I just need to clear my mind now Its been racin since the summertime Now Im holdin down the summer now And all I want is what I cant buy now Cause I aint got the money on me right now And I told you to wait Yeah, I told you to wait So Ima need a little more time now Cause I aint got the money on me right now And I thought you could wait Yeah, I thought you could wait These bitches surroundin me All want something out me Then they talk about me Would be lost without me We couldve been somebody Thought youd be different bout it Now I know you not it So lets get on with it We couldve been somebody stead you had to tell somebody Lets take it back to the first party When you tried your first molly And came out of your body And came out of your body Running naked down the lobby And you was screamin that you love me Before the limelight tore ya Before the limelight stole ya Remember we were so young When I would hold you Before the blood on the leaves I know there aint wrong with me Something strange is happenin You couldve been somebody We couldve, ugh, we couldve been somebody Or was it on the first party When we tried our first molly And came out of our body And came out of our body Before they call lawyers Before you tried to destroy us How you gon lie to the lawyer? Its like I dont even know ya I gotta bring it back to the nolia Fuck them other niggas cause Im down with my niggas Fuck them other niggas cause Im down with my niggas Fuck them other niggas cause Im down with my niggas I ride with my niggas, Id die for my... To all my second-string bitches, tryin get a baby Tryin get a baby, now you talkin crazy I dont give a damn if you used to talk to JAY-Z He aint with you, he with Beyoncé, you need to stop actin lazy She Instagram herself like #BadBitchAlert He Instagram his watch like #MadRichAlert He only wanna see that ass in reverse Two-thousand-dollar bag with no cash in your purse Now you sittin courtside, wifey on the other side Gotta keep em separated, I call that apartheid Then she said she pregnant-ated, thats the night your heart died Then you gotta go and tell your girl and report that Main reason cause your pastor said you cant abort that Now your driver say that new Benz, you cant afford that All that cocaine on the table, you cant snort that That go into that, all that money that the court got All in on that alimony, uh Yeah-yeah, she got you, homie, yeah Til death, but do your part, uh Unholy matrimony I can see the future is lookin like we level through the sky I cant wait to live in glory and eternal lastin life Wont you take the wheel? Ill recline and Ill sit still Might as well turn up now, he gon pop up unannounced To the trumpets, do you like the way it sounds?

Add a little sugar , honeysuckle and A great big expression of happiness Boy, you couldnt miss  with a dozen roses Such would astound you The joy of children laughing around you These are all the makings of you Pete Rock, hit me one time I give em my life, my life, my life, my life in the sunshine They wanna give me gray skies, get me drunk Get me high, get me something to get me by I gave her a handshake, only for my mans sake She in her birthday suit cause of the damn cake Now there’s crumbs all over the damn place And she want me to cum all over her damn face I never understood Planned Parenthood Cause I never met nobody planned to be a parent in the hood Taking refills of that Plan B pill Another shorty that won’t make it to the family will If I don’t make it, can’t take it, hope the family will They aint crazy, they don’t know how insanity feel Don C. just had a shorty, so it’s not that bad But I still hear the ghosts of the kids I never had Add a little sugar , honeysuckle and A great big expression of happiness Boy, you couldnt miss with a dozen roses Such would astound you The joy of children laughing around you These are all the makings of you No electro, no metro, a little retro, ahh, perfecto You know the demo, your boy act wild You aint get the memo? Yeezy’s back in style Now one room got Gidget—the other got Bridget What’s more tripped out, dawg, is they sisters Nah, you aint listen; they black—they sistas They mama named em after white bitches So next time you see me on your fallopian Though the jewelry’s Egyptian, know the hunger’s Ethiopian Stupid questions like, "Is he gon be dope again? Have you seen him? Has anybody spoke to him?" This beat deserves Hennessy A bad bitch, and a bag of weed: the Holy Trinity In the mirror where I see my only enemy Your life’s cursed? Well, mine’s an obscenity Add a little sugar , honeysuckle and A great big expression of happiness Boy, you couldnt miss with a dozen roses Such would astound you The joy of children laughing around you These are all the makings of you Keep your hands up, get em high now Don’t let them take your fire Keep your hands up, get em high now Don’t let them take your fire Keep your hands up, get em high now Don’t let them take your fire Keep your hands up, get em high now, yeah Its Pete Rock, Kanye; one-two, okay Its Pete Rock, Kanye; one-two, okay Its Pete Rock, Kanye; one-two, when you dont, shit And you do when you can, one-two when I wanna And you— and dont stop, oh Add a little sugar , honeysuckle and A great big expression of happiness Boy, you couldnt miss with a dozen roses Such would astound you The joy of children laughing around you These are all the makings of you

In the night I hear em talk The coldest story ever told Somewhere far along this road He lost his soul to a woman so heartless Yeah yea How could you be so heartless? Oh How could you be so heartless? How could you be so Cold as the winter wind when it breeze, yo? Just remember that you talkin to me though You need to watch the way you talkin to me, yo I mean, after all the things that we been through I mean, after all the things we got into Yeah, I know of some things that you aint told me I did some things but thats the old me And now you wanna get me back and you gon show me So you walk around like you dont know me You got a new friend, well, I got homies But in the end, its still so lonely In the night I hear em talk The coldest story ever told Somewhere far along this road He lost his soul to a woman so heartless, yeah How could you be so heartless? How could you be so heartless? How could you be so Dr. Evil? Youre bringin out a side of me that I dont know I decided we wasnt gon speak so Why we up 3 AM on the phone? Why do she be so mad at me fo? Homie, I dont know, hes hot and cold I wont stop, wont mess my groove up ‘Cause I already know how this thing go In the night I hear em talk The coldest story ever told Somewhere far along this road He lost his soul to a woman so heartless How could you be so heartless? Yeah, how could you be so heartless? Talk and talk and talk and talk Baby, lets just knock it off They dont know what we been through They dont know bout me and you So I got somethin new to see And you just gon keep hatin me And we just gon be enemies I know you cant believe I could just leave it wrong And you cant make it right Im gon take off tonight into the night In the night, I hear em talk The coldest story ever told Somewhere far along this road He lost his soul to a woman so heartless How could you be so heartless? Oh, how could you be so heartless?

*Help us finish transcribing!* Baby dont you know I need ya I want you to be my ghetto señorita Christina the next Diva Dope like reefer Flow sicker than fever Hold two heaters Roll in a two seater Chicks like me that get off the meter Js on my feet-ah Nigga follow the leader or Haters with my tape be like "Oh you a cheater" Here we go again, real foes in my beeper She worried bout a man, I told her he bout to leave her Im too hot to feed her, two shots of grita Somebody tell her to ease up Six-Double O, shit gives you seizures It dont pay to be ho, when we got our Gs up Baby dont you know I need ya I want you to be my ghetto señorita And drive my two-seaters and hold my heaters You look so good, you make me want to say Baby dont you know I need ya I want you to be my ghetto señorita And drive my two-seaters and hold my heaters Matter of fact, take this ring I promise Ill never leave you Im tryina blow this shit, you tryina hoe this shit Ugh, its like anything goes in this shit Think whatever you want just know this here These guys you called up aint nothing but pranksters there These guys got gangsters here Street niggas with their clips and shit to fear Picture me being scared Nigga bleed just like us Little rats with they gats wanna be just like us Ghetto señorita being there when you need her Baby dont you know I need ya I want you to be my ghetto señorita And drive my two-seaters and hold my heaters You look so good, you make me want to say Baby dont you know I need ya I want you to be my ghetto señorita And drive my two-seaters and hold my heaters Matter of fact, take this ring I promise Ill never leave you Baby dont you know I need ya I want you to be my ghetto señorita And drive my two-seaters and hold my heaters You look so good, you make me want to say Baby dont you know I need ya I want you to be my ghetto señorita And drive my two-seaters and hold my heaters Matter of fact, take this ring I promise Ill never leave you

Stadium status My big brother was B.I.G.s brother Used to be Dame and Biggs brother Who was Hip Hop brother, who was No I.D. friend No I.D. my mentor, now let the story begin Its the Hard Knock Life Tour, sellout Picture us in the mall, coppin Iceberg and yell out "Jigga" Yeah, thats what well yell out, yell out You know the name do I gotta spell out or tell bout J-A-Y, and Ye so shy Now he wont even step to his idol to say hi Standing there like a mime and let the chance pass by Back of my mind, "He could change your life With all these beats I did, at least let him hear it At least you can brag to ya friends back at the gig" But he got me out my momma crib Then he help me get my momma a crib Big brother was B.I.G.s brother Used to be Dame and Biggs brother Who was Hip Hop brother, who was No I.D. friend No I.D. my mentor, now let the story begin, begin Let the story begin If you feel the way I feel why dont you wave your hands? Fresh off the plane, Im off to Baseline Nothing handed out, Im bout to take mine round the same time of that Blueprint 1 And these beats in my pocket was that blueprint for him Id play my little songs in that old back room Hed bob his head and say "Damn! Oh, thats you?" But by The Black Album, I was blacking out Partyin S.O.B.s and we had packed a crowd Big brother got his show up at Madison Square And Im like "Yeah, yeah, we gon be there" but Not only did I not get a chance to spit it Carline told me I could buy two tickets I guess big brother was thinkin a little different And kept little brother at bay, at a distance But everything that I felt was more bogus Only made me more focused, only wrote more potent Only thing I wanna know is why I get looked over I guess Ill understand when I get more older Big brother saw me at the bottom of the totem Now Im on the top and everybody on the scrotum My big brother was B.I.G.s brother Used to be Dame and Biggs brother Who was Hip Hop brother, who was No I.D. friend No I.D. my mentor, now let the story begin, begin Let the story begin If you feel the way I feel why dont you wave your hands? Have you ever walked in the shadow of a giant? Not only a client, the Presidito, hola, Hovito The game gettin foul so heres a free throw I was always on the other side of the peephole Then I dropped "Jesus Walks" now Im on the steeple And we know, "New Jack City"—got to keep my brother But to be number one Ima beat my brother On that "Diamonds" remix I swore I spazzed I guess Beanies style was more of a slam dunk And my shit was more like a finger roll But I had them singles though And them hoes at the show gonna mingle, yo, heh, yall know I told Jay I did a song with Coldplay Next thing I know he got a song with Coldplay Back in my mind Im like, "Damn, no way" Translate, español: "No way, José" Then I went and told Jay Brown Shoulda known that was gonna come back around Shoulda talked to you like a man, shoulda told you first But I told somebody else and thats what made shit worse My big brother was B.I.G.s brother So heres a few words from ya kid brother If you admire somebody you should go on head tell em People never get the flowers while they can still smell em A idol in my eyes, god of the game Heart of the City, Roc-a-Fella chain Never be the same, never be another Number one, Young Hov, also my big brother Big brother Now, can I get a encore? Do you want more? Cookin raw with the Brooklyn boy So for one last time I need yall to roar Now what the hell are you waitin for? After me, there shall be no more So for one last time, nigga, make some noise!

I think Ive had enough I might get a little drunk I say whats on my mind I might do a little time Cause all of my kindness Is taken for weakness Now Im four five seconds from wiling And we got three more days til Friday Im just tryna make it back home by Monday Morning I swear I wish somebody would tell me oo thats all I want Woke up an optimist Sun was shining Im positive Then I heard you was talking trash Hold me back Im bout to smash Now Im four five seconds from wiling And we got three more days til Friday Im just tryna make it back home by Monday Morning I swear I wish somebody would tell me oo thats all I want And I know that youre up tonight Thinking how could I be so selfish But you call about a thousand times Wondering where Ive been Now I know that youre up tonight Thinking how could I be so reckless But I just cant apologize I hope you can understand If I go to jail tonight Promise youll pay my bail See they wanna buy my pride But that just aint up for sale Cause all of my kindness Is taken for weakness Now Im four five seconds from wiling And we got three more days til Friday Im just tryna make it back home by Monday Morning I swear I wish somebody would tell me oo thats all I want Four five seconds from wiling And we got three more days til Friday Im just tryna make it back home by Monday Morning I swear I wish somebody would tell me oo thats all I want

These walls are closin in How long am I supposed to grin? Ive lost my will to win Forgive my sin As darkness approaches, and Im fumblin through the blunt roaches Its lookin hopeless, totally unfocused, stumblin onto the front porch Posted with my closest associates, we were so broke Though a couple of us had sold dope, still humble enough to be po folk We comin up to be grown folk, aint dumb enough to be slow poke Know the hours of death they grow close, so we give our lives to the utmost Plus, heres a extra point, visualize the goal post No, we not eatin duck roast, but we live our lives to the utmost Cause those pressure points are the corners that we cut close Turn most civilized yeagas to cutthroats And its these men they send upstate by the truckloads And herd em in to the Pen like buffalos, Im sayin The game was sold, not told to me Heartache wont let go of me Games say that Ill live and lie But Ill try Every which-a-way tell you the angles I done tossed and turned And hit and missed, pissed cause of that didnt amount to this Gettin it aint got a damn thing to do with keepin shit Workin damn hard to get it, plans of not partin with it Life got a way of showin you shit you cant bear to see Tough keepin float, settin sail through a sea of Gs Somethin should happen on this night I lay me down to sleep Wasnt happy with my friend, pray the lord my soul to keep Im bout 3000 miles from Graceland, bout a county from Macon But you would think Im arm reach from Satan I got a strange way of tellin the truth Most felons do stuff between hearin your story and tellin it too Stuck between numb and feelin it Im right between calm and militant, on the search for deliverance Im three days from beatin my case at the arraignment This shits basic, get to jail, get the statement Born with the heart of a soldier Right now Im stuck behind bars but daddy told ya I chose to march with Martin carryin posters They lock me down, but they usually hang us folks up Its so tough, white man tryin to control us And mold us, assimilate our cultures, they doped us Hell naw, Im stayin focused, I wont corrupt with evil Im forever fightin for my people, for equal "Ladies and gentlemen, I have some very sad news for all of you Could you lower those signs please? Martin Luther King was shot and was killed tonight.."

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Chorus Now i been hustlin my whole life tryna git dis money up and i think i finally got it rite,and i been bout a year wit dis 1 girl that claim she gotta work 2morrow but 2nites tha nite,so pourin up a glass of dat good stuff a couple more shots and ill B doin fine Verse1:spit it 2 u say little west or little beast and make tha middle west blow like tha middle east PEACE couldnt afford tha S class so i had 2 cop tha baby mama benz G well put 50 i git this on tha 1st date but dat 50 will break tha bank back when my ATM waz crazy slim had a girl nicknamed"Sprewell" cause when i tried 2 stop she still made me spin back when 80s waz in my dog krazy kin had 80 of em itz time 2 hit tha dance floor git crazy again and git dat cash money like baby and slim pull up in sumthin tinted so tinted she squinet she said"dis car real old" i told her it waz ?vinnet? i need 2 hit tha health club and git a girl datz into tha fitness tryna git into tha buisness imma make her my apprentice make her open wide like she made me her dentist let me git inside Chorus: now i been hustlin my whole life tryna git dis money up and i think i finally got it rite and i been bout a year wit dis one girl dat claims she gotta work 2morrow but 2nites tha nite,so pour anotha glass of dat good stuff a couple more shots and ill B doin fine

Take me back, back to the shack Back to the strat with the lightning strap Kick in the door, more hardcore Rockin out like its 94 Lets turn up the radio Lets turn off those stupid singing shows *Static* 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 Id be back in a second Man its 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 couldnt get through to me The drama, people suing me Im on TV talking like its just you and me Im just saying how I feel man I aint one of the Cosbys, I aint go to Hillman I guess the money shouldve changed him I guess I shouldve forgot where I came from La, la, la la Wait til I get my money right La, la, la la Then you cant tell me nothing, right? Excuse me, was you saying something? Uh uh, you cant tell me nothing You cant tell me nothing Uh uh, you cant tell me nothing Let up the suicide doors This is my life homie, you decide yours I know that Jesus died for us But I couldnt tell ya who decide wars So I parallel double parked that motherfucker sideways Old folks talking bout back in my day But homie this is my day Class started 2 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 Dont ever fix your lips like collagen And say something when you gon end up apologing Let me know if its a problem then, aight man, holla then La, la, la la Wait til I get my money right La, la, la la Then you cant tell me nothing, right? Excuse me, was you saying something? Uh uh, you cant tell me nothing You cant tell me nothing Uh uh, you cant tell me nothing La, la, la la Wait til I get my money right La, la, la la Then you cant tell me nothing, right? Excuse me, was you saying something? Uh uh, you cant tell me nothing You cant tell me nothing Uh uh, you cant tell me nothing La, la, la la Wait til I get my money right La, la, la la Then you cant tell me nothing, right?

Like these is all super pretty things that make you feel everything is safe I got my polo shirt, I got my horse, its all good I got my cross on me I agree, but I just think that when you have lives lost As artists, that gives us an obligation to stand up against all of that kinda shit You know, me putting the hat on forces an evolution because Theres, even for me, I know so much more in the past 3 days Because Im getting this energy, positive or negative Agreeing with me, disagreeing with me Its like, and that like sharpens the diamond, that shit Our mind, our conscienceness the way were thinking Just breaking some shit Your intentions, from what you tell me, are pure But the direction that you took to get there is a bit unorthodox And kind of... I would say - some people would say thoughtless If I had not done what I felt and I just thought Then it wouldve just never happened And when I wear that hat its like a fight for equality Like "oh I can wear this hat too" I think people get mad at me when I name my idols And I dont say Michael Jordan, I say Disney I just want you to consider all the people who just might be terribly, like, just torn apart and hurt I really wanna take that hurt off of them and let them understand that I did not wear that hat to hurt them Half the shit Trump does, I dont agree with What half do you agree with? Lets get that out Just the ability to do what no one said you could do To do the impossible is the most inspiring thing to me Did you play that umm, the one that said "Tell Daddy what you learned in school" I wanna play with that, yeah "I was in debt and the car that broke The same shit Ive been saying for years they called it "loc" Successful man, a man that the The most successful man the ones who can afford the most mistakes And play with them" You could mix into that cause I basically gave a lotta my side on that Sure You know what Im saying? And your shit come in, you say "Whoa whoa whoa, what you say? How could that be? " You know what Im saying? The exact conversation were having And what would you say? Sure "Yeah Im just trying to figure where youre trying to go with this Some things you dont align with and some shit you just dont go against" That would kinda , you know Let me hear it bro, let me see what we got here "... youre goin now Cause everything that you built can be destroyed and torn down" "... know everybody emotional "Would it be better if I rapped about selling crack? Because its cultural? Or how about Ima shoot you? Or fuck your bitch? Or how about all this Gucci, or Im fuckin rich?" Or uhh, I could fuck your bitch "Heres a suggestion, be selective with your critical views Of people who done made greater contributions than you" "I know Obama was heaven-sent But ever since Trump won, I felt like I could be president"

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Woke up today feelin’ golly Glad to be part of God’s body Lord, you’re welcome in mi casa Heaven’s gon’ be one big ‘ol party Thankful for all we’ve been given You always take care of your children Every single moment we lift Him up All of God’s people stay winnin’ Oh, we knew life would be alright But who could’ve known it’d be this good? Oh, Lord It gets better, better better better Give your life to Christ, he’ll give you Paradise Oh, we knew life would be alright But who could’ve known it’d be this good? Oh, Lord It gets better, better better better Give your life to Christ, he’ll give you Paradise Give your life to Christ, he’ll give you Paradise Give your life to Christ, he’ll give you Paradise

Let me think about me I need a new Cuban Link, I need a new Cuban Link I need a new Cuban Link, I need a new Cuban Link I need a new Cuban Link, I need a new Cuban Link I need a new Cuban Link, I need a new Cuban Link I need a new Cuban, I need a new Cuban Link I need a Cuban Ohh my Cuban Link, ohh my Cuban Link Ohh my Cuban Link, ohh my Cuban Link I need my cuban link, ohh my cuban Ayy me, you and you, Cuban Link we been through a lot We done make the whole bitch pop, pop You the first first Cuban that I got We done came through and slid up the spot, spot That aint some, beam it up, Dr. Spotch Put it on a chain, its a rock Fill the whole bitch up with some rocks Had me feeling like Im at the fucking top Ohh my Cuban Link, ohh my Cuban Link, ohh my Cuban Link Bitch take yo chain off, you only strong as your weakest link Ayy cuban, we been through a lot First chain put with the rock Second chain put it with a Jesus Three chains, ohh Yeezus Ohh my Cuban Link, you on stage with me I like to fuck with it on, when you gone I need my Cuban Link I got to sleep with my link Went to the rink with my link Went crazy, went to the shrink with my link What the fuck do you think about my Cuban Link Ohh my Cuban Link, ohh my Cuban Link

Http://www.schaulager.org/smq/files/lynching_tree.jpg This performance features a clear example of using symbolism to enrich the message of the song Blood on the Leaves tells the story of a relationship torn apart by materialism, unprotected sex, and drugs. West samples Nina Simones rendition of Strange Fruit, a song that paints a vivid picture of racial violence in the segregated South. West samples the line: "Black bodies swinging from the summer breeze; strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees." The frenzied, pitched up use of this line cast the song in a racial light. The characters in Blood on the Leaves become the lynched victims in Strange Fruit. Instead of racial violence, these characters have fallen victim to the perils of materialism, drugs and unprotected sex, all of which are issues that disproportionately affect the black community West performed this song,already saturated with meaning, at the VMA awards in front of a purposefully lighted and positioned backdrop of a photo by film director Steven McQueen. The photo depicts a tree in New Orleans that was the site of racially charged lynchings. It’s lit and positioned in such a way that as West performs in front of it, he appears as a shadow, his erratic movements almost resembling a man hanging from the branches. The shadows of the audience’s raised hands appear at the bottom of the frame, as if coming out of the ground, representing the scores of victims buried at sites like this across America Http://divaartist.com/divablog/wp-content/uploads/2013/08/Screenshot_2013-08-26-00-20-13_1.jpg After the performance West posted a picture of the tree captioned: "those who were murdered are buried in the ground around the tree." Https://s3.amazonaws.com/rapgenius/1377548967_JKYK1ZZ.jpg This nuanced imagery, rife with symbolism, paints a powerful and disturbing scene that adds potency to West’s message of the relics of slavery in todays society