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Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy Turner He was wishin for a burner To kill everybody walkin He knows that his soul in the furnace Fuck bitch on BET Have her walkin, she fuckin for BET Wildin for wallet Kill everybody walkin He knows that his soul in the furnace Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy Turner He was wishin for a burner To kill everybody walkin He knows that his soul in the furnace Fuck bitch on BET Have her walkin, she fuckin for BET Wildin’ for wallet Kill everybody walkin He knows that his soul in the furnace Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy Turner Born in the nation that breeded us Why they dont never show me the love? Jesus Shuttlesworth, I lead the squad Walk on water while I feed the sharks Everybody just got made alert You might get killed on your way to work Everyone seen it in broad day Nobody feelin that paperwork Nobody cared, that just made it worse All of the talkin just made it worse Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy, too turnt up Grab the burner, leave the block burnt up Now look what you made me do Look who you made me shoot Dont ask for help from dude That nigga crazy too Im the new Steve, mixed with Ali Bout to get freed, Im the new Walt Fuck what you thought Man fuck all of yall Cause Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy, too turnt up Grab the burner, leave the block burnt up Grab the burner, leave the block burnt up Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy Turner He was wishin for a burner To kill everybody walkin He knows that his soul in the furnace Fuck bitch on BET Have her walkin, she fuckin for BET Wildin for wallet Kill everybody walkin He knows that his soul in the furnace Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy Turner He was wishin for a burner To kill everybody walkin’ He knows that his soul in the furnace Fuck bitch on BET Have her walkin , she fuckin for BET Wildin’ for wallet Kill everybody walkin He knows that his soul in the furnace Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy Turner He was wishin for a burner To kill everybody walkin He knows that his soul in the furnace Fuck bitch on BET Have her walkin, she fuckin for BET Wildin for wallet Kill everybody walkin He knows that his soul in the furnace Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy Turner

To grow old In my arms Oh, girl Take all Cant stop, you cant stop Cant stop Cant, cant stop, you cant stop my love My love Cant stop, you cant stop my love Ooh, baby Cant stop, you cant stop Cant, cant stop, you cant stop my love Cant stop, you cant stop my love You cant stop it, baby, you cant stop Cant stop, you cant stop Cant, cant stop, you cant stop my love Cant stop, you cant stop my love You cant stop my love Everything she was doin was cool, but it aint Ralph though Might have gave me head in the pool, that aint your mouth though Might have caught you clappin every Sunday at church You still ratchet cause they play your favorite song and you twerk Designer purse on your arm, bout the size of a duffle bag And them brand new titties cost a couple racks Feelin on a girls ass with a troubled past Chainsmokin every day, at least a couple packs You know I always hit you deeper than a baritone Bone you with my jewelry on, thats a herringbone Hotter than Arizon, fresher than aerosol These condom rappin ass niggas wasnt ever raw Its aiight, but it aint Ralph though And unless youre money-talkin keep your mouth closed We smokin indo outdoor, in Palo Alto If this party aint got hoes, my intros my outro To grow old Cant stop, you cant stop In my arms Cant, cant stop, you cant stop my love Oh girl Cant stop, you cant stop my love You cant stop it, baby you cant stop it Take all Cant stop, you cant stop Cant stop Cant, cant stop, you cant stop my love My love Cant stop, you cant stop my love You cant stop my love Please spend the night forever The silence in my room is louder than kaboom Lets skip the north freeze for the southern breeze The grass is always greener when theres bumblebees She said to bring the flower seeds, Ill bring the pumpkin seeds Shorty on the German foreign shit, she fuck, recede We set alarm clocks just to wake and bake She cooked up a salt fish and I fry the bake Dresses by Margiela, lookin so heavenly She one step ahead of me, jewelry by Jenavi Start sittin by the lake, dont have no enemies Well have epiphanies, take you to Tiffanys Wake you up early when the boat leaves, baby Call you on the dock, you can smoke trees, baby Livin that life, you up in the air Dont care, you cant, you cant stop it, baby To grow old Cant stop, you cant stop In my arms Cant, cant stop, you cant stop my love Oh girl Cant stop, you cant stop my love You cant stop it, baby you cant stop it Take all Cant stop, you cant stop Cant stop Cant, cant stop, you cant stop my love My love Cant stop, you cant stop my love You cant stop my love To grow old in my arms, oh girl Take all, cant stop, my love You cant stop me, baby, you cant stop me To grow old Cant stop, you cant stop In my arms Cant, cant stop, you cant stop my love Oh girl Cant stop, you cant stop my love You cant stop my love Take all Cant stop, you cant stop Cant stop Cant, cant stop, you cant stop my love My love Cant stop, you cant stop my love You cant stop my love

I got a big ego , I’m such a big ego I got a big, , ego, she love my big, , ego So stroke my big, , ego I like to joke around a little bit, but here we go Welcome to the wonderful world of gold-plated Earl, cause Every thing I throw up, blow up Talking to the girl She said, "Know what, grow up, you nasty," "I don’t understand why they trippin’, if you ask me" Flow is just the nicest, I emit the propane I just spit, probably just raised the gas prices Everybody in the club try and get as fresh as me What you want, dawg? Tryna stay recession free And spit, refreshingly when I rock the stadium You probably get sweaty you should bring a extra tee Now I’m standing next to Jay who standing next to B You coulda been anywhere in the world, but you’re here with me That’s good for my ego, me and my ego And it go wherever we go my ego is my imaginary friend He was with me when I was only imagining I had dreams of the league, one day I play Kobe I walk up to Puff and he already know me Coulda let the dream killers kill my self esteem Or use the arrogance as a steam that power my dreams And my ego Its on baby, lets get lost You dont need to call into work cause youre the boss For real, want you to show me how you feel I consider myself lucky, thats a big deal Why? Well, you got the key to my heart But you aint gonna need it, Id rather you open up my body And show me secrets, you didnt know was inside No need for me to lie Its too big, its too wide Its too strong, it wont fit Its too much, its too tough He talk like this cause he can back it up He got a big ego, such a huge ego I love his big ego, its too much He walk like this cause he can back it up Usually Im humble, right now I dont choose You can leave with me or you could have the blues Some call it arrogant, I call it confident You decide when you find on what Im working with Damn I know Im killing you with them legs Better yet them thighs Matter a fact its my smile or maybe my eyes Boy you a sight to see, kind of something like me Its too big, its too wide Its too strong, it wont fit Its too much, its too tough I talk like this cause I can back it up I got a big ego, such a huge ego But he loves my big ego, its too much I walk like this cause I can back it up I, I walk like this cause I can back it up I, I talk like this cause I can back it up I, I can back it up, I can back it up I walk like this cause I can back it up Its too big, its too wide Its too strong, it wont fit Its too much, its too tough He talk like this cause he can back it up He got a big ego, such a huge ego I love his big ego, its too much He walk like this cause he can back it up Ego so big, you must admit I got every reason to feel like Im that bitch Ego so strong, if you aint know I dont need no beat, I can sing it with piano... Whoa... Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa-oh-oh-oh Whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, woo (Oh, oh-oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh)

Heh! What you gon do? It’s G.O.O.D. Music and G-Unit Yeah! Ugh Vroom! Vroom! Vroom-vr-vroom! Vroom-vr-vroom! Ladies and gentlemen! You know they mad cause, cause, cause I’m hoodrich You never ever ever seen a nigga good, trick You want a problem? Start it up Start it up Start it up Wait a minute! Big blue, hot and sandy shoe, cotton candy coupe Hard knock, orphan Annie loop, off the stoop, ugh! Play with me, see what the swammy do, my canary shoe High beams pointed right at you, peek-a-boo, ugh! Benji paper made me hater-proof. al your family dues Nage a trois, purple haze and goose, got me loose, ugh! Kick my way in and now I got the juice, Gucci bubblegoose Thousand kicks, couple hundred boots, getting fucking loot My top down, I’m flashing on em I’m passing all em, pull over and hit the hazards on em The ratchets on ‘em, pay my dues, now, it’s back to ballin Your raps are boring dead men, I dip the casket for em I’m back performing, I bag em Break their back, don’t call em Look down on em like Dikembe, Patrick, Mourning Cash is pourin’, stunts stormin, got these bitches soaked Camera phones capture everything that pictures dont You know they mad cause, cause, cause I’m hoodrich You never ever ever seen a nigga good, trick You want a problem? Start it up Start it up Start it up Start it up! You know they mad cause, cause, cause I’m hoodrich You never ever ever seen a nigga good, trick You want a problem? Start it up Start it up Start it up Wait a minute! We keep these G’s in an alloy safe And stash the weed in an Altoid case They say good things come to those who wait So I’ma be at least about a hour late I’m so fresh, bitch, I should be arrested New Cody ChesnuTT with my nuts on your chest bitch She said, “Hey ‘Ye,” I said “Yes, biiiitch” "Damn, I’m only asking you a question" I met this MILF at the All-Star, getting action A cougar with more rings than Phil Jackson Told her beauty is why God invented eyeballs And her booty is why God invented my balls I’m a rockstar, huh! Start it up Start it up, huh! Start it up So popular you should get a shot of us Niggas don’t take shots at us; that is only obvious The first album I vomited, the second I colonic’d it Aint nobody fucking with me, I Platonic’d it Bet I got some slippers on, bet niggas gon honor it These aint even real clothes, homie, I’m pajama-rich Banks told me, "Homie, gon, switch the style up" These bitches on me homie only to arouse us Told her, I aint paying tonight, I’m only browsing She pulled her blouse up, said, “It’s free,” I said, "Wowzers!" Wowzers! Yeah You know they mad cause, cause, cause I’m hoodrich You never ever ever seen a nigga good, trick You want a problem? Start it up Start it up Start it up Start it up! You know they mad cause, cause, cause I’m hoodrich You never ever ever seen a nigga good, trick You want a problem? Start it up Start it up Start it up Wait a minute! Ninja! Kawasaki! Ducati! My old Harley Rock the party! Move your body! Wassup? Everybody! Start it up Start it up Start it up Start it up! Lets get it started, get it started Get it started, yeah, yeah Ladies and gentlemen! Plenty hate, they be taking shots, never penetrate Money generated, if we aint in the house, renovate Tryna eat, we aint finna wait, where’s the dinner plates? B-M-W, 10 to 8, Interstate 95, passenger, baddest bitch in the states Half Spanish, half Trini-dae, complexion Henny straight Y’all aint got your business straight, track star, finna state Time is money and I can’t afford to be a minute late It’s time to make a movie, let the haters watch Diamonds spinning round the bezel; thats tornado watch My independent chick, I like my ladies Koch She got an appetite for dick, I guess her plates my crotch Yall soft as tater-tot, lil niggas, try me not Under the wings, fried rice at the Chinese spot I hear ‘em talking it but aint really living it Opinions are like assholes, so who gives a shit? You know they mad cause, cause, cause I’m hoodrich You never ever ever seen a nigga good, trick You want a problem? Start it up Start it up Start it up Start it up! You know they mad cause, cause, cause I’m hoodrich You never ever ever seen a nigga good, trick You want a problem? Start it up Start it up Start it up Wait a minute!

Due to some violent content, parental discretion is advised Wanna be a monument to physical perfection? You wanna be a shrine? You should be You wanted change, right? All you gotta change is that fanny pack, is that what you want? Ah I dont wan be famous Uh, I just wan be rich 40 mill with some acres Uh, makeup for my bitch I dont fuck with these niggas Uh, stop pretending and shit I dont wan be famous Nah, I just wan be rich I dont wan be famous Fuck around, be a Lennon and a fan, leave you brainless All in the paper, gettin buried by a neighbor While your relatives spendin all the money that you gave em Fuck it, dont save em Let that boy drown if he dont float, guess he wasnt made for it My nigga hold it, hold it down Listenin to underground Poppin uppers cause these niggas wanna bring me down Put your face in the dirt like fourth down Niggas wan test, but well never fail Im layin low in my day clothes Cant get a fuckin meal at Pollo Loco without taking photos Man, these lil crazy niggas loco I dont wan be famous Uh, I just wan be rich 40 mill with some acres Uh, makeup for my bitch I dont fuck with these niggas Uh, stop pretending and shit I dont wan be famous Nah, I just wan be rich I dont wan be famous Flip a finger, middle finger, let em know that Im dangerous All my niggas bangers, Chevy riding swingers And my bitchll fight ya, Hilary Swank ya Take your bitch, we aint even swingers Nigga, try your luck, think its all entertainment You all in arraignment, snitchin to the plaintiff Who, what, where? My niggas stay nameless Ah, knock down your door for that dough My niggas, they go when I say "Go" These bitches fuckin cause they hoes They hoes for that muhfuckin fame I dont wan be famous Uh, I just wan be rich 40 mill with some acres Uh, makeup for my bitch I dont fuck with these niggas Uh, stop pretending and shit I dont wan be famous Nah, I just wan be rich I dont wan be famous Uh, I just wan be rich 40 mill with some acres Uh, makeup for my bitch I dont fuck with these niggas Uh, stop pretending and shit I dont wan be famous Nah, I just wan be rich We dont fuck wit you, we dont fuck wit you I dont need the proof We dont fuck with you, we dont fuck with you Nigga, thats the proof Niggas talkin, thats bulletproof Run and shoot Niggas talkin like they bulletproof My niggas, they run and shoot We love those big bitches And they love to eat, its okay, thats important This being broke shits gotta stop, man

Oh Oh, oh What a world that Im living in Will the rainstorms ever end? Path narrow, I run again Seem happiness is gone again Grey clouds up above mayne Metaphoric to my life mayne Heart stronger than its ever been Strong will til my journey ends More than I ever rolled Not pills, but the Mary though Eyes heavy when the day goes Nothing helping when my head doze Awake in another state Living in a new space Mind running at a steady pace God help me so Ill win the race The sky might fall The sky might fall But Im not worried at all, cmon, cmon The sky might fall The sky might fall But Im not worried at all Hey, hey, I let em know somethin I let em know somethin, I let em know somethin You can listen up, a-listen up A-listen up, a-listen up Hey, I let em know somethin I let em know somethin, I let em know somethin You can listen up, a-listen up A-listen up, a-listen up Grey clouds stuck together fam Lightning piercing through another land Over the desert where the lost play Soul searching each and every way Awesome sound, so profound When it– itll grip you If you hear it you can feel it too Something special I am running to Away, very far away To another universe where all the people say Its the new-new place for the special to embrace Like a Martian who seemingly wandered out of place Take what you need from the valley of the hope, where Even if you drown youll be floating higher up, and You can say bye, bye, bye Sky might be falling but remember you can fly high The sky might fall The sky might fall But Im not worried at all, cmon, cmon The sky might fall The sky might fall But Im not worried at all Hey, hey, I let em know somethin I let em know somethin, I let em know somethin You can listen up, a-listen up A-listen up, a-listen up Hey, I let em know somethin I let em know somethin, I let em know somethin You can listen up, a-listen up A-listen up, a-listen up I keep running, yeah I gotta keep up, I gotta keep up, yeah Gotta keep up, I gotta keep up And I keep running, yeah I gotta keep up, I gotta keep up, yeah Gotta keep up, I gotta keep up, yeah Cause Im gone Yeah, na-na na-na, na-na na-na Im up, and away Na-na, na-na Know what Im talkin bout? Hey, hey

When was the last time we got to be 100% real, yall? I dont want yall holding back nothing! Who do we think we are? Baby, tell me, who do we think we are? We made a lot of magic It’s the only way we know Let’s trip the night fantastic Light it up, tell me more, explore We love, we love, we love the stars We could fall so hard The drinks, the minks, the jewels, the house, the cars Why’d we ball so hard? Yeah, I’m not afraid to fly Here we are, in the air, barely breathing And we’re not afraid to die Who do we think we are? Baby, tell me, who do we think we are? Who do we think we are? Baby, tell me, who do we think we are? We’ve got a lot of nerve, girl We walk around here like we own this place See my jewels dripping on my Timberlands Stepping like a criminal, success is so imminent Pink champagne, black Rolls Royce Eggplant double breasted suit from Tom Ford Bon voyage, left haters in the fog Look up in the sky, bet you recognize a boss Look into my eyes as I fantasize for us Still actin’ shy like this is summer class crush Money comin’ fast, I’m never in a rush, no Plus another twenty in the tuck Semi in the truck, another forty on the wrist Quarter-mill on my mind got me livin’ like I pitch Dodging Robin Givens, balling like I’m Roger Clemens Still in the game, uniform all linen She get Chanel, ski trips to Vail Only the highest grade, like trees that I inhale Yeah, I’m not afraid to fly Here we are, in the air, barely breathing And we’re not afraid to die Who do we think we are? Baby, tell me, who do we think we are? Who do we think we are? Baby, tell me, who do we think we are? Who do we think we are? I don’t know about y’all, but I feel good tonight There’s something in the air tonight You know, everyone needs someone to look up to Why shouldnt it be us? Who do we think we are? Tell me, who do we think we are? Who do we think we are? Tell me, who do we think we are? This is our song – our song for the future

It was all a dream Last night I had a dream, thoughts was racin through my head Felt so real to me, this is what was said "Had a dream," I said; "Bout who?" he said "Bout B.I.G.," I said; "Thats big," he said "Dig what he said"; "Proceed," he said "Indeed," I said, so, breathe I did "Dont repeat what I say," I said, he said nothing He agreed with his head, he just nodded like this What I believe to be a yes, I repeated what was said "It came to me like a whisper last evening," I said "Whats the deal, playboy?" was the greeting he said First thing I wanted to know was the reason he was dead "Mo Money Mo Problems," better believe it," he said "Careful what you wish for, you might receive it," he said "I see," I said, "jealousy" I said "Got the whole industry mad at me," I said Then B.I. said, "Hov, remind yourself: Nobody built like you, you designed yourself!" "I agree," I said, "my one of a kind self" Getting stoned every day like Jesus did "What he said," I said, "has been said before" "Just keep doin your thing," he said; "say no more" Was it all a dream - tell me Was it all a dream, was it a dream Was it all a dre-eeee-eeeee-eeam I gotta know Was it all a dream - was it a dream Was it all a dream, a dream Was it all a dre-eeee-eeeee-eeam It was all a dream, I used to read Word Up! magazine Salt-n-Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine Hanging pictures on my wall Every Saturday, Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl I let my tape rock til my tape popped Smoking weed and bamboo, sipping on private stock Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack With the hat to match Remember Rapping Duke, "duh-ha, duh-ha" You never thought that hip-hop would take it this far Now Im in the limelight cause I rhyme tight Time to get paid, blow up like the Born sinner, the opposite of a winner Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner Peace to Ron G, Brucey B, Kid Capri Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starsky Im blowing up like you thought I would Call the crib, same number same hood, its all good And if you dont know, now you know, nigga Was it all a dream - tell me Was it all a dream, was it a dream Was it all a dre-eeee-eeeee-eeam I gotta know Was it all a dream - was it a dream Was it all a dream, a dream Was it all a dre-eeee-eeeee-eeam "I see," I said, "jealousy" I said "Got the whole industry mad at me," I said Then B.I. said, "Hov, remind yourself: Nobody built like you, you designed yourself!" "I agree," I said, "my one of a kind self" Getting stoned every day like Jesus did "What he said," I said, "has been said before" "Just keep doin your thing," he said; "say no more"

Christmas in Harlem Right after autumn falls Soakin it all in Then we go hit the mall Even though we aint ballin Feels like we bought it all The mistletoes right here Come give a kiss to Santa Claus Merry Christmas to all, and all a good night Huh, now we all livin the good life Yeah, though its forty below the wind chill And we wipin snow up off the windshield Its still wonderful night to be alive, baby And Im so happy Im with my baby And we a little late with the Christmas gifts Rushin for the mall, dont trip, you know I drive crazy The streets lit up, it feel like Christmas officially Told her that "You the star at the top of my Christmas tree" My only question is, "Where my presents?" She said, "Shhh," she got a gift for me that aint for the kids to see Well, I like the way you think, mami Now pour some more eggnog in your drink, mami Youve been a bad girl, give Santa three kisses Gave her the hot chocolate, she said, "Its Dee-ricious" Hahahaha, yeah Christmas in Harlem Right after autumn falls Soakin it all in Then we go hit the mall Even though we aint ballin Feels like we bought it all The mistletoes right here Come give a kiss to Santa Claus Merry Xmas, Santa Claus cherry X6 They aint hear my rain, dear, make it snow on the next chick Got enough toys, wonderin whats my next pick Before my exit, it get diamond Rolex reckless Big bags, got everything on the checklist Necklace, baguette wrist Pockets fat, they precious Give Ma a peck kiss, look and tell her she precious Lightin up the sour, this tree give me the best gifts And I remember when I couldnt play Santa Claus No reindeers, just horses and a Panamera Porsche We on two fifth shoppin, what the damage cost? I got your fam while you biddin in the can up north Whoops, Im at Neimans, I hope they still got em You want the thigh-high spikes with the red bottoms Err, lets make a toast cause Christ is born We gon party all night til the lights come on Christmas in Harlem Right after autumn falls Soakin it all in Then we go hit the mall Even though we aint ballin Feels like we bought it all The mistletoes right here Come give a kiss to Santa Claus Yeah, Mom and Dad, I wont be home for the holidays Ha, Im over 800 miles away In the city thats so pretty Where the hustlers dash through the snow without a sleigh Tell my family that Im sorry that I gotta stay Im with Ye at the Macy Day Parade Lettin the snow fall on my aviator shades Even though Im in New York, Im still reppin for the A Cyhi! Christmas in Harlem Right after autumn falls Soakin it all in Then we go hit the mall Even though we aint ballin Feels like we bought it all The mistletoes right here Come give a kiss to Santa Claus On the stoop of that Brownstone, shovellin the brownstone Santas on a diet, gotta get the pounds gone Downtown got me feelin like its Dow Jones But uptown got me feelin like its down home Snow like sugar hill, chains on wheels We turn our two doors into snowmobiles We got our own style, no Soho feel Put on your play clothes, how that logo feel? Oh, pose for them photo stills You dont wanna miss a moment, wheres your NoDoz pills? I caught her lookin at my Rollie as my mojo spills Snowflakey on the bezel, hope you know those real Okay, my white girl Veronica, black girl Monica Got me celebrating ChristmaHanuKwanzaakah Rock-rock-rock-rock-rock-rock-rockin dashikis with a yarmulke Where the Christmas tree at? Lets design it up Christmas in Harlem Right after autumn falls Soakin it all in Then we go hit the mall Even though we aint ballin Feels like we bought it all The mistletoes right here Come give a kiss to Santa Claus Uh, Lenox Ave to Saint Nick, never seen Saint Nick Just niggas sellin the same nicks, the same bricks Same hustlers running up to Broadway Thats where the snows at, taste it, foreplay No turkey or greens, just Jimbos Christmas lights in project windows Shouts to the coldest on my barometer Berkman, Shapiro, Kalina, Hanukkah All the flashin lights up on a tree The house lit up nice With your family is where you wanna be Here on Christmas night When you wake up and you see the gifts Dont that make you feel good? So since we all snowed in in Harlem Lets have Christmas in the hood All of the flashin lights Yeah, them things shine so bright Always for you and me Baby, youre Christmas Eve If you like what you see Wont you come sit on my knee? And tell me everything that you want Cause, baby, Im your Santa Claus, yeah Christmas in Harlem Right after autumn falls Soakin it all in Then we go hit the mall Even though we aint ballin Feels like we bought it all The mistletoes right here Come give a kiss to Santa Claus

Uh, just point out the bounce, uh-huh Show me the bounce, yeah Just point out the bounce, geah Timbo the king, yeah Young Hov the king, yeah Just point out the bounce, yes Just point out the bounce nigga Yo, listen Rumor has it The Blueprint classic Couldnt even be stopped by Bin Laden So September 11th marks the era forever Of a revolutionary Jay Guevara Now its a whole museum of Hov MCers Everybody dupin the flow—you see em Everybody loopin up soul Its like they tryna make The Blueprint 2 before Hov Shout out to Just Bleezy and Kanyeezy See how we adjust to the game so easy Chicks barely dancin, glancin every chance they get Like, "Oh shit, hes so handsome" Still in demand in the longest run standing Kidnapped rap seven years, no ransom Cant one nigga get it back, no rap Young Hovs going to Canton, Ima land ya Ill show you how to get this dough in Large amounts til its hard to count I turn a eighth to an ounce To a whole ki to the R-O-C Timbo the king, nigga Uh-huh, ay, uh Geah, young Hov the king, nigga Uh, I got yall For those that think Hov fingers bling-blingin Either havent heard the album or they dont know English They only know what the single is And single that out to be the meaning of what hes about And being Im about my business, not mingling much Running my mouth, that shit kept lingering But no, dummy, thats the shit Im sprinkling The album with to keep the registers ringing In real life, Im much more distinguished Im like a bloke from London, England Geah, you jingling, baby See, I go right back and I bring em in baby Business mind of a Ross Perot but never lost my soul Crossed the line, I bought pop across the row Then I walk through the hood, where they up to no good Slangin them Os like a real OG should "Oh, hes good" "No, he would never sell out, hes so hood" Ill show you how to get this dough in Large amounts til its hard to count I turn a eighth to an ounce To a whole ki to the R-O-C Timbo the king, nigga Uh-huh, ay, uh Geah, young Hov the king, nigga Uh, uh Magazines call me a girls call me Billboard neighborhood Chi-Town go-gettin pimps Gingerbread Man even said, "Youre a monster!" Yeah, thats how I feel To be down, you must appeal To the crew, were rated R O-C, OG, Bobby Johnson son Ask me, "Ray-Ray, is that yo car?" "I seen MTV, I know who you are" "You did Takeover, do you got beef with Nas?" I did take over the game, brought back the soul Got tracks to go, got plaques thats gold Platinum to go, yeah, thats the flow All I know, I gots to blow And I dont play pause, Im from Chicago Ill show you how to get this dough in Large amounts til its hard to count I turn a eighth to an ounce To a whole ki to the R-O-C Timbo the king, nigga, uh Geah, young Hov the king, nigga Point out the bounce Point out the bounce Point out the bounce Point out the bounce Point out the bounce

Yo, SB, haha I think its my time, you know why? My tears have dried, and I know that no weapon formed against me will prosper And I truly believe that my haters are my motivators Young Money If you could, you would get rid of me Fuck you gon do when a bitch try to go hard? But I wont let you get to me You should already figure Ima go hard If you was as real as me You would never let another girl sit in your throne I done put the chokehold Now they screamin, "Nicki leave me alone!" I am , Im still the one to beat Aint in a rush for mainstream, I am the streets I am getting it in until the end I gotta go , go , go Go hard Gotta go, lemme get the car key You dont want it with the Harajuku Barbie Keep a marquee, everything sparkly Hit him on the walkie-talkie Hit em, hit em, knock-knock, tell em let me in My name ring bells, bitch, buzz me in And I only stop for pedestrians Or a real, real bad lesbian Hit em with the MAC, hit em with the TEC-nine Hit em with the Ruger, by the intersect sign Hit em with a Tommy, so my niggas call me Pammy And I always keep the jammy In the trunk or in the Lamby Put my whole borough on my back and Im good I dont wanna hear what you woulda, what you coulda I represent all the girls that stood up Used to drink water with a little bit of sugar Now Im in the gym with my squats and my sit-ups Doing the scissor-leg, on the mat, with my foot up Young black pin-up, all of my bitches did up Now Im tellin LA Reid to step his bid up And Im tellin President Carter he picked a winner Bitches like Nelly and Kelly got a dilemma These birds all fly south in the winter Fuck I look like? Chomping on a chicken dinner? You can hate me, but why knock my hustle? Ima be the queen, no matter how they shuffle Skirts with the ruffle , Louis on the duffle Im a bad bitch, no muzzle Ooh, ooh, ooh What you wanna do, do, do? Bitches is softer than Al Dente Cut from a different kente Tell em Im the ninja, Weezy is my Sensei So I call him Splinter, faster than a sprinter Gimme my chopsticks, Ill have these rap bitches for dinner This is for my gentlemen in button-ups, and khakis This is for my nigga, Seven Up, in Castaki This is for my niggas wheelie-in them Kawasakis Shout out to the Vackees, saltfish ackees Kisses to my fans unless Im feelin, kinda cocky Winter Wonderland is on my hand, its kind of rocky I am Nicki, Minaj or Lewinski Pumps on the clutch, right hand, on the 6-speed Write my own raps, I gotta go, I gotta get me Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh , ohh If you could, you would get rid of me Fuck you gon do when a bitch try to go hard? But I wont let you get to me You should already figure Ima go hard If you was as real as me You would never let another girl sit in your throne I done put the chokehold on Now they screamin, "Nicki, leave me alone!" I am , I will , I gots to win Im still lookin around for my competition I am gettin it in until the end I gotta go , go , go Go hard From slap-and-cry you start to die So I must go harder Gotta make these bitches know me Just like Bobby know water Better yet, like Bubba know shrimp But he dont say shit when the gun on his lip And I dont say shit, put the gun on my hip So I dont say shit but the gun on my hip If you dont wanna drown, dont come on my ship Check out how them bitches just run on my dick And me, Im still nasty as a son of a bitch I still got that bitch cum on my lips If you aint got money, dont come on my strip And if you got money, dont come on my strip I wear that metal, no Olympic But I can still make you tumble and flip You fuckin with me if you fuckin with Nic They aint fuckin with me, they aint fuckin with Nic Your girlfriend her decision is split Cause she wanna fuck me and she wanna fuck Nic They wonder if he be fuckin Nic, as long as she be fuckin rich Thats why I keep my luggage cause I swear yall a fuckin trip Young Money dungeon, bitch, my swagger just punchin bitch And I shoot like Im from overseas, so call my gun "Gunović" Weezy F Baby and the F is for a bunch of shit Red drank, blue pill, white dust, yes, I love my country, bitch Hahaha, yeah, guitar Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, ohh Wish you could get rid of Young Money Fuck you gon do when a bitch try to go hard? But I wont let you get to me You should already figure Ima go hard If you was as real as me You would never let another girl sit in your throne I done put the chokehold on Now they screamin, "Nicki leave me alone" I am , I will , I gots to win Im still lookin around for my competition I am gettin it in until the end I gotta go , go , go Go hard

Yeah, live from the Waldorf in Berlin Coming at you once again With stories of truth and stories of sin Yeah Yeah, the ball is in your court No defense, nobodys keeping score No offense but Ive played this before Maybe you can and you just dont care anymore Evolving Evolving Evolving Yeah And I’m right back here when I said I wouldnt You were never a good girl but youre a better woman now Evolving Evolving Evolving, evolving Look, you remind me of Jane Birkin, your body insane in person Wanna do special things for you, you deserve it But youre too famous to buy you purses That barely scratches the surface This time is different, you give me purpose Tell me you taking it serious, I gotta ask how serious? Cause your serious has just been not that serious Got me on tour acting like Im not that curious Ignoring all the pussy thats thrown at me Been thinking bout home actually Where Roxx has Kim and Mark has Ashley and Niks has Ezee And I, I don’t even know what I have anymore Evolving Evolving Evolving Evolving E... We are not the same I am too reckless Im not tryna go in that direction These niggas they been doing too much flexing And theyre about to call the wrong attention And I aint got no patience, no more testing I do shit how I want, dont need no blessing XO niggas aint nothing to mess with Nobody stopping us, oh no were destined And everybody around you is so basic Im never rocking white, Im like a racist I dont drink my liquor with a chasin And money is the only thing Im chasin And some dope dimes on some coke lines Give me head all night, cum four times Baby girl just wanna smoke a pound Do an ounce, get some dick Tell her friends about it Go tell your friends about it Go tell your friends about it Go tell them what you know, what you seen How I roll, how I did it on the low Go tell your friends about it Go tell your friends about it Go tell them what you know, what you seen How I roll, how I be off that coke Go tell your friends about it Go tell your friends about it Im that nigga with the hair Singin bout poppin pills, fuckin bitches, livin life so trill Last year I did all the politicin This year Im all focused on the vision I think these hoes deserve another fixing Im talking about the ones from the beginning Dont believe the rumours bitch, Im still a user Im still rocking camo and still roll with shooters Im a villain in my city, I just made another killing Imma spend it all on bitches And everybody fuckin, everybody fucking Pussy on the house, everybody fucking And I miss my city man its been a minute M.I.A. a habit, Cali was the mission Cruise through the west-end in my new Benz Im just tryna live life through a new lens Driving by the streets I used to walk through When I had no crib I guess you call that shit a miracle Go tell your friends about it Go tell your friends about it Go tell them what you know, what you seen How I roll, how I be on the low Go tell your friends about it Go tell your friends about it Im that nigga with the hair Singing bout popping pills, fucking bitches, living life so trill My cousin said I made it big and its unusual She tried to take a selfie at my Grandmas funeral Used to roam on Queen, now I sing Queen street anthems Used to hate attention, now I pull up in that wagon I was broken, I was broken, I was so broke I used to roam around the town when I was homeless Me and Lamar would rob a nigga for his Jordans And flip it just to get these hoes another nose fix Now we get faded, when we want girl, we got choices Lay them on the fucking table, we got choices And if they wanna fuck my niggas, they got choices They told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless Yeah, that shit is pointless They told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless Yeah, that shit is pointless Its only meant to fall in love That shit is pointless Go tell your friends about it Go tell your friends about it Go tell them what you know, what you seen How I roll, how I be off that coke Go tell your friends about it Go tell your friends about it Im that nigga with the hair Singing bout popping pills, fucking bitches, living life so trill Life so trill Life so trill Life so trill

Breathe out, breathe in American oxygen, woah Every breath I breathe Chasin this American Dream We sweat for a nickel and a dime Turn it into an empire, whoa Breathe in this feeling American, American oxygen American oxygen Breathe in this feeling American, American oxygen Oh say, can you see - this is the American Dream Young girl, hustlin on the other side of the ocean You can be anything at all in America, America I say if you cant see Just close your eyes and breathe Breathe out, breathe in American oxygen, whoa Every breath I breathe Chasin this American Dream We sweat for a nickel and a dime Turn it into an empire, whoa Breathe in this feeling American, American oxygen American oxygen Breathe in, this feeling American, American oxygen American oxygen Breathe in, this feeling American, American oxygen Oh say, can you see - this is the American Dream Young boy, hustlin, tryna get the wheels in motion But he can be anything at all in America, America I say if you cant see Just close your eyes and breathe Breathe out, breathe in American oxygen, whoa Every breath I breathe Chasin this American Dream We sweat for a nickel and a dime Turn it into an empire, whoa Breathe in this feeling American, American oxygen This is the new America We are the new America This is the new America We are the new America This is the new America We are the new America This is the new America We are the new America Breathe out, breathe in American oxygen, whoa Every breath I breathe Chasin this American Dream We sweat for a nickel and a dime Turn it into an empire, whoa Breathe in this feeling American, American oxygen American oxygen Breathe in, this feeling American, American oxygen American oxygen Breathe in, this feeling American, American oxygen This is the new America We are the new America This is the new America We are the new America

Yeah, you know what this is Its a celebration, bitches! Grab a drink, grab a glass After that I grab yo ass Why you actin all... shy and all? Why is yall... lyin for? "I never did this before..." Stop that What, you want some Patron? I got that I mean I promise yall, you fine and all And your girlfriend, she kinda raw But she not like you No, she not like you Right now I need you to mute all the monologue All that talking is gon give me a Tylenol You put a nigga to sleep, Im tired of yall Right now the Louis Vuitton don is signing off But, I just thought you should know We hit the liquor store Got some Cris and some Mo And we about to let it floooooow, oh, oh Had some problems before But see we let em go Got an ounce of that dro And we about to let it bloooooow, oh, oh Yeah, you know what this is Its a celebration, bitches! Grab a drink, grab a glass After that I grab yo ass See you know my style, Im very wild And I vow that my child will be well endowed Like his daddy And tell him that your mama had a fattie He looked up at me Said, "Daddy, thats the reason why you had me?" Yep, we was practicing Til one day your ass bust through the packaging You know what though? You my favorite accident So go head pop some Cristal for my newborn child Cause now yall know what this is Its a celebration, bitches! Grab a drink, grab a glass After that I grab yo ass But, I just thought you should know We hit the liquor store Got some Cris and some Mo And we about to let it floooooow, oh, oh Had some problems before but see we let em go Got an ounce of that dro And we about to let it bloooooow, oh Oh, oh! We lookin for some hoes, hoes! Ow!

Yeah Yes I wanna be as free as the spirits of those who left Im talking Malcolm, Coltrane, my man Yusef Through death grew conception, new breath and resurrection For moms, new steps in a direction In the right way, told her, "Inside is where the fight lay And everything a nigga do may not be what he might say" Chicago nights, they stay on the mind But I write many lives, they lay on these lines Wavin signs of the times, many say the grinds on the mind Shorties blunted-eyed and everyone wanna rhyme Bush pushing lies, killers immortalized We got arms but wont reach for the skies Waiting for the Lord to rise, I look into my daughters eyes And realize Ima learn through her The Messiah might even return through her If Ima do it, I gotta change the world through her Furs and a Benz, Gramps wantin em Demons and old friends, Pops, they hauntin him The chosen one from the land of the frozen sun Where drunk nights get remembered more than sober ones Walk like warriors, we were never told to run Explored the world to return to where my soul begun Never looking back, or too far in front of me The present is a gift, and I just wanna be

Party people in the place to be You are now in the midst of a real emcee Throw your hands in the air if you real as me Oooooooh! OW! Ugh, ugh, la-la-la La la la la-la La la la la-la Are you Ready to go? I know the city getting ready for me I know the city getting ready Such an easy morning, we on a ride And Im feeling smooth as the way the Benz drive Turn the radio down if they playing that bullshit They don’t want black people to think and drive He think he live, he think he cold He think I’m high, I’m in thinker mode Eyes lowed, I let the sky hold the thoughts The streets are like the high road that I go across, ugh I mean, my whole team bout to smash the streets The Phillip Lim remind them that it’s Fashion Week And the weather was unbearably hot Did I mention that the sweater was a Jeremy Scott? Did I mention G.O.O.D. Music, and forever we hot? Are you Motherfucker, are you ready or not? Ready to go? I know the city getting ready for me I know the city getting ready Are you Ready to go? I know the city getting ready for me I know the city getting ready This goes out to the hardcore hip-hop You... can’t stop! This goes out to the all core hip-hop La la la la-la You... can’t stop! La la la la-la As Ye flips the piano The mood swings like the change of a channel He’s heating up like they wrapped him in flannel Selling kilos through your iPod Nano Cocaine vandal, I induct scandal Money drive you crazy—look at Marbury’s handle Vaseline face, reminiscent of my tires Ice cream paint job, something like Breyers Euro tank top, Dior-inspired Sell it to you hard, no assembly required Yuugh! On 2012 in 2010 Which makes this a time machine, not just any Benz Floss for the members of the gang with the 20 in Are you While haters wish death upon me, that’s many men Ready to go Yeah, and if he slam you on your paper route I know the city getting ready for me Stop talking, motherfucker, pull your paper out I know the city getting ready for me Are you Ready to go? I know the city getting ready for me I know the city getting ready Are you Ready to go? We smoking on that... I know the city getting ready for me We choking on that... I know the city getting ready Now tell me, do it feel good? Well, all right Don’t worry, we gon be here all night And you know a nigga rep that Westside Westside , Westside So t—t—tell me, who the freshest of them all? They claiming that they fresh, they ain’t fresher than my balls A nigga suited fresh like Im headed to the ball Emcee hunting season, putting heads up on the wall I sneak-peeked ahead while we headed to the loft Man, I always thought with the head inside my drawers I guess thats why in school My grades went from As to Bs to Cs All over double-Ds, I be absent all week This is for my niggas, all the ones I ride for Man, that’s the fam, we let ‘em in through the side door Hold on, that’s the girl you gave a wedding ring? Man, me and my niggas nutted on her everything And let me hear you say, "Ahh" La la la La la la la-la La la la la-la And let me hear you say, "Ahh" La-la-la La-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la Now, put your hands up to the sky Until the day in that we die And well be here all evening G.O.O.D. Fridays, I hope you have a nice weekend Are you Ready to go? I know the city getting ready for me I know the city getting ready Are you Ready to go? I know the city getting ready for me I know the city getting ready Are you Ready to go? I know the city getting ready for me I know the city getting ready Are you Ready to go? I know the city getting ready for me I know the city getting ready I know the city getting ready for me I know the city getting ready

I appreciate everyone’s support for my clothing line but I wanted to clarify a few things… The name of the line is Kanye West not DW… The DW was a design element placed on the invite in homage to my mom :-). I really appreciate the fake DW twitter page but since it’s not official I can’t co-sign any information on it “Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication.” – Leonardo Da Vinci More clarity… I have no agency representing me currently… William Morris was fired after Cara Lewis quit. I love Cara Lewis :-) I love being back at my fashion office learning and creating. It’s so challenging and fun and I’m surrounded by amazing people. They say you only live once but every time I come to work I feel like I’m starting a second life. You guys might think I have some type of backing for my line but I don’t. I did the first fashion show out of my own pocket and used the money I made touring to follow my passion. I’ve been working at this for 8 years now. From the first offers to do urban clothing lines that I turned down…to begging Bape to do my line and never making any real headway…to having an office in LA that was shut down after the “MTV” moment along with my tour with Gaga I moved to Japan for one month after that and designed every night in my room. I had this opportunity to intern at Fendi and was also offered a position at Versace which I could not take due to my contract with LV which was for 2 years. I moved to Rome after I left Japan and worked at Fendi for 4 months undercover. I was there to give ideas for the men’s collection. I snuck to Giuseppe Zanotti’s factory still under contract and learned to design womens shoes for 2 years before my first show in Paris. After doing the first LV collection I was sure I would get a second shot to create but was never given the opportunity I designed a sneaker called the Yeezy with Nike. I’m “allowed” to design 1 pair of sneakers every 2 years. I have more ideas… Early 2011 I moved to Paris and opened a small design studio. The language barrier was quite difficult. I still don’t have a Paris VAT number to this day. I don’t know what a VAT is but every time I asked why we didn’t have fabrics they said it was because of the VAT. In Paris I met many great people in design including the master Azzedine Alaia. Azzedine even came by my studio one day :-). This was the greatest feeling to stand in his presence in my embarrassingly small Paris studio in a courtyard opposite Collate I remember being 5 years old picking and my mother taking me with her shopping at the discount fur spots. She said I would always point to the most expensive furs, even as a child. LOL. There is something about making clothing that always brings me back to that point. For the first 16 or 17 years of my life the only thing I knew about women’s clothing was what my Mom would wear. I guess some critics would joke that I still don’t know anything. LOL. My Mom would wear blue jeans with a fur and an embellished “Cosby Show” sweater :-) to pick me up from school. The teachers said I couldn’t focus. I used to get kicked out of class for bringing dirty magazines and drawing Nike’s in 4th grade Being a celebrity has afforded me many opportunities but has also boxed me in creatively. I was just discussing becoming the creative director for the Jetson movie and someone on the call yelled out, “you should do a Jetsons tour!” This just happened a few hours ago. I was very insulted of course because for anyone that’s seen the Watch the Throne Tour, Coachella, Glow in the Dark or Runaway know that I have real ideas I appreciate having the most nominations at the Grammy’s but I feel so conflicted by the fact that award shows sometimes are completely illogical. Good logic tells me “smile Kanye”, the world likes you again. “Red or blue pill?”…aaaaand Swallow. LOL. I wouldn’t have the prestige I have if it wasn’t partially for the Grammys validation and I honor that Hmmmmm, what to wear? Here I go again… Yeezy the trend setter or complete f*cking fashion victim…the verdict is still out. This is just a train of thought but I figure it’s better to read than trained thoughts What good is fame and prestige if you can’t use it to help people? I want to help by doing what I know how to do best…create I have started a new company and I’m so excited about the name…it’s got the best name ever…of all companies…of all time!!! The name of the company is DONDA DONDA is a design company which will galvanize amazing thinkers and put them in a creative space to bounce there dreams and ideas. I used to blog all the time an fit was a way to get my opinion out. Dr Dre redesigned headphones and made more impact off of one product. I am assembling a team of architects, graphic designers, directors musicians, producers, A&Rs, writers, publicist, social media experts, app guys, managers, car designers, clothing designers, DJs, video game designers, publishers, tech guys, lawyers, bankers, nutritionists, doctors, scientists and teachers DONDA will be comprised of over 22 divisions with a goal to make products and experiences that people want and can afford. I want to put creatives in a room together with like minds that are all way doper than me. We want to help simplify and aesthetically improve everything we see hear, touch, taste and feel. To dream of, create, advertise and produce products driven equally by emotional want and utilitarian need.. To marry our wants and needs…DONDA This will all take time but I wanted everyone’s to know what I really care about…I care about people…I care about my fans…I care about people who have never heard of me…There are over 7 billion people on the planet now…It’s something about coming from music that makes me so optimistic. Music travels and is not limited to only the wealthy. Sometimes my grammar is wrong but my thinking is right :-). My mom was an English teacher so I know she sends an SMDH from heaven :-). 5:18 am in London, my dreams keep me woke The Watch the Throne tour was a small example of what a DONDA experience can be… I’m currently working on a new 7 screen experience… This is one of our projects to be released this year called 2016 Olympics…It’s semi sci-fi, since 2016 is only 4 years away, :-) We would also like to design the MTV awards. We’re taking everything 10 steps at a time, LOL! I wanted to put this in the world, in hopes that the people who can actually make a difference will stand up and reach out. We need as many amazing powerful smart talented wealthy people to be involved. Come get on board…don’t just sit there…reach out We can collectively effect the world through design. We need to pick up where Steve Jobs left off When I said wealthy I wanted to point out there are so many billionaires in the world that can come together and help to redesign it and help education. School systems were designed to turn people into factory workers. Schools should be designed to prep human beings for real life Spike Jonze and I want to do a Summer school that tries new forms of curriculum. Math classes should teach addition, subtraction, multiplication, division, accounting and money management aaaaaand cut!!! UNLESS YOU’RE A MATH MAJOR!!! Kids you should be able to take majors starting in grammar school like how it is at performing art schools. Instead of kicking kids out of schools for using their iPhones…why not promote it? Allow kids to use search engines to do test…like the real WORLD!!! Give kids the amount of test they would have in a year in one day but they have to get everything perfect…please excuse my grammar…I know it’s extremely ironic Some kids have better memories than others…what about emotional IQ’s? What about kids who do bad in school because of how bad their surroundings are? Excuse me…I just get excited at the possibilities…the more excited I get the more grammatical errors you’ll see… We need to take what Michael Jackson felt and Mcqueen and Steve Jobs, and we need make things better When me and Jay toured, every night I peered into the audience astonished by the different walks of life that came to support us The adrenaline is running…I don’t know if I can even get to sleep now. From Wall Street to the London riots to Chicago murders…I sit everyday and ask what can I do to make a difference. I know this is not a very rapper thing to say but I haven’t bought a new car or piece of jewelry in about 2 years I invest every dime back into creativity, hiring amazing creatives, paying for flights, offices…etc. My area of expertise is in music, my passion is in music, design, film and products…my strength is connectivity… There are so many broken systems from the economy to school systems to jail systems…we need experts for this. We need scientist and top world designers to directly affect governments I just wanted to share what’s been on my mind… “If you have an apple and I have an apple and we exchange these apples then you and I will still each have one apple…but if you have an idea and I have an idea and we exchange these ideas, then each of us will have two ideas.” – George Bernard Shaw

Uh, GOOD Music, this our year Backing drums by DJ Premier Now let me count it down, who the fuck up in here Common, Don, Old G, battle rap, oh That niggas know you can’t really fuck with that Pusha T, the Clipse just made a classic Good music together we too Jurassic, you stay plastic Ramadan with the flow, guaranteed everyone fasting Big Sean is a don Cyhi Da Prynce Why you so nervous dog stop being tense If you aint talking bout Rash we aint got nothing in common Fuck that and thats just common sense Came in the game, 8 years prior 8 years later, your mans on fire My Book of Eli, to all my subscribers Play the two doors, street car named desire Came in Grindin’, Ye’ came Through the Wire Met at the crossroads, Bone thugs inspired 1st of the month, Trump to the buyers Red Toupée on the coupe youve been fired Smooth criminal, no prior’s Man in the mirror, check no liar Still let that "butter fly" like Mariah Show me the money the black Jerry MaGuire Tom Cruise on that couch if that money right West Hollywood feels like a bunny night With GOOD company and better jewelers To the Good Life, we GOOD music Man, I wake up to a wet dream Every day’s a Friday and every nights a sex scene Every week is fashion week and every day I’m pressed clean Detroit’s Angel, I even got red wings I’m headed to the ball, me and three prom queens My life’s prom night and guess who’s the Prom King They having a kissing fight and I’m Don King Everybody know I’m coming soon like LeBron’s ring I’m Big L, Notorious, Big Pun, Shawn Carter Sean Combs and Connery all in one Whoever told you sky’s the limit is looking dumb Cause I’m 22 and I’m moonwalking on the sun Oh thats your girl? She feelin on my "whoa there!", right next to a couple boaters And she tryna motor boat her And im coming from the w-w-westside of the Motor You might find banana clips ’cause it’s Guerilla warfare Last year I was watching this from the couch And now I’m here That should let you know what I’m about Reaper black suit cuz my whole team’s killing Had to keep setting trends cuz your whole team stealin Many tell me I’m the man I aint made it yet Tell me who the baddest, I’ll see if I seen them naked yet Won’t stop til I get that Mercedes 700 CLK and Mercedes aint made it yet I’m Mr Got bread like Quizno’s Better known as MJ with the big nose I swear your artist couldn’t see me on his tip toes Only on TV I gotta take a quick pose Let me stop I forgot this was a big show And being dope made you broke I am piss poor I’m big poppa plus I’m 2pacalypto My mind is a weapon what I need to pop a clip for Huh, I’m doing this for hip hop Im coming after you, him and his spot Still tied to the streets like a hitch knot Aint nothing fake, I’m not a Rolly with a tick tock Atlanta repper in the home of the Yankee Rose wood suit on with the hanky I got rich from the zones of the stanky So everybody know my money long, lanky! So I’m flexible stretching out my decimel’s Switching up the flow got the crowd going testicles Can’t bleep it out cuz there wasn’t nothing sexual I’m blowing loud, somebody check the decibels I’m impeccable they put me on the pedestal And if you bite me, it’s good for you like a vegatable Shows by the several, schedule full of festivals And if I ever do time than you know its federal Uh, incredible, yeah F-f-fam fam fam I’ma monster too You don’t see I do things that the monsters do The incomparable, remarkable, articles About my audio technique, my technique I recognise games like the ESPY’s Cold to myself I say God Bless me the truth So I speak live and directly You, I will set free my mic is where my check be Rah, I echo, I echo, I echo, the sounds of the ghetto, future of the retro Prolly in the metro just so I can get dough The name is Common but the frame is special Leave requested from the years I’ve invested Arrested, develop, addressed it, envelope The body of the black party from Farley to Bob Marley Go home or go hard, at home is life hardly The plan was to drink till the pain over What’s worse, the pain or the hangover? Fresh air rolling down the window Too many urkels on your team thats why your Winslow I sold my soul to the devil thats a crappy deal Least it came with a few toys like a happy meal This game you could never win Cause they love you then they hate you then they love you again Get away from me loneliness Get away from me misery Get away from me fake bitches, I can’t take the phoniness Get away from me wack tracks I can only make only hits I’m an only child lost in the World Where did the lonely kids go when the bell ring Feeling like hell rings Bringing me back down Checking my background Its ironic whats happening Imagine if I didn’t have the ends I wouldnt have so many imaginary friends I’m spaced out Dog, I be on that Moon talk Wonder if God ask Mike how to moon walk I swear to momma wish me and my father talk more I stopped visiting around the time I was a sophmore I guess everything I hate about me I see in him And I aint finna change, so we’ll never agree again Just a few things pouring out my soul Rosewood we could see her with our eyes closed

We sell crack to our own out the back of our homes We smell the musk of the dusk in the crack of the dawn We go through episodes too, like Attack of the Clones Work til we break our back and you hear the crack of the bone Just to get by, just to get by, just to get by, just to get by We commute to computers Spirits stay mute while you egos spread rumors Were survivalists turned to consumers Just to get by, just to get by, just to get by, just to get by Ask Him why some people got to live in a trailer, cuss like a sailor I paint a picture with the pen like Norman Mailer Mi abuela raised three daughters all by herself with no help I think about her struggle and I find the strength in myself These words melt in my mouth, they hot like a jail cell in the South Before my nigga Cor bailed me out To get by, just to get by, just to get by, just to get by We do or die like Bed-Stuy Through the red sky with the window of the red eye Let the lead fly, some G. Rap shit, Living to Let Die This morning, I woke up Feelin brand new, I jumped up Feelin my highs and my lows In my soul and my goals Just to stop smokin and stop drinkin Ive been thinkin Ive got my reasons Just to get by, just to get by Just to get by, just to get by By, by-by-by-by, by-by-by-by By-by-by-by, by-by-by-by Just to get by, just to get by Just to get by, just to get by By, by-by-by-by, by-by-by-by By-by-by-by, by-by-by-by Just to get by, just to get by Just to get by, hey, hey We keepin it gangster, say "fo shizzle", "fo sheezy", and stayin crunk Its easy to pull a breezy, smoke trees, and we stayin drunk Yo, our activism, attackin the system, the Blacks and Latins in prison Numbers have risen, theyre victims lackin the vision Shit, and all they got is rappin to listen to I let them know we missin you, the love is unconditional Even when the condition is critical, when the livin is miserable Your position is pivotal, I aint bullshittin you Now, why would I lie? Just to get by? Just to get by, we get fly, the TV got us reachin for stars Not the ones between Venus and Mars, the ones that be readin for parts Some people get breast enhancements and penis enlargers Saturday sinners, Sunday morning at the feet of the Father They need somethin to rely on, we get high on All types of drug, when all you really need is love To get by, just to get by, just to get by, just to get by Our parents sing like John Lennon: imagine all the people watch We rock like Paul McCartney from now until the last Beatle drop This morning, I woke up Feelin brand new, I jumped up Feelin my highs and my lows In my soul and my goals Just to stop smokin and stop drinkin And Ive been thinkin Ive got my reasons Just to get by, just to get by Just to get by, just to get by Yo-yo-yo, yo, yo Some people cry, and some people try Just to get by, for a piece of the pie You love to eat and get high We deceive when we lie, and we keepin it fly When the people decide to keep a disguise Cant see they eyes, see the evil inside But theres people you find Strong or feeble in mind, I stay readin the signs Y-y-y-yo, yo, yo Some people cry, and some people try Just to get by, for a piece of the pie You love to eat and get high We deceive when we lie, and we keepin it fly When the people decide to keep a disguise Cant see they eyes, see the evil inside But theres people you find Strong or feeble in mind, I stay readin the signs Y-y-y-yo, yo

Haters, haters; these niggas is haters And I made myself so easy to love How much they hate it? very! Kiss girls like Katy Perry I am never sprung, but I Spring er, Jerry Don’t try this at home: results may vary King like T.I., but in the Chi, Larry... Who-va? Hova Both are American Gangsters You choose whos colder Rappers get nasty in the booth but Im grosser I can’t even stomach myself, ulcer! More realer cause Im closer Had girlies in girdles weighing more than they supposed to Poser, no sir My hustle, so Russell I stretch work, yoga You know I got it down, dog Al Roker, I used to knock pounds off It ain’t nothing for me to knock nouns off At these MCs praying for my downfall They just haters I wave at you, I’m so player I’ll never be done, I’m so ra-re We killing the game, its not fair You muhfuckers stay right there Cause we too high up in the air We blasting off just like a laser Nigga, pee-une, pee-une, pee-une Get back, gimme room room room DB9 like vroom, vroom, vroom Young Hov, what we doin, doin, doin? We ballin, bitches Eating yall food, leaving dishes Why these niggas always talking Lear talk, Ye? Why I never see em at the Clearport, Ye? Why always hear they at the airport? While I fly daily like Im in the Air Force? Therefore, please stop talking my ears off Millionaire talk You haters, you mad at me cause your paper Need to get its motherfucking weight up Hold up, wait up, I ain’t done Name one thing I ain’t done It hurts when you say that I aint the one You haters, how do I gain your favor? I need to know cause I care I need you to love me, I swear, look here! See Ye is running the Chi like Gale Sayers Im running New York I got the mayor on my pager You can’t fade us, you haters I need you, stay there, I breathe you like air Yeah-yuh, yeah-yeah-yeah yeah-yuh

Ooh baby, the day you stepped into my world You noticed Im that kind of girl Who loves her diamonds and white pearls Oh-whoa, oh-whoa-oh So tempt me To jetset away in London, to sip on some tea You surprise me with gifts from Tiffany Ohhh I love the way we livin boy But my daddy say, "You dont need that boy" So lets run away, lets run away, way-way Momma say Im too young for love And lovin you is all Im thinkin of My heart tells me that youre the one Its the feeling you give, it is Pure bliss Like youve got the key to my heart Simple as a touch and a kiss Never knew a feeling like this Pure bliss, pure bliss Nobody can tear us apart Baby its as good as it gets Loving you will never be hard This is pure bliss I remember, when the pilot closed the door He said, "Its time for lift-off" You said, "Whatd you choose me for?" Dont ever wonder, cause you deserve the best Once you reach the top, youll never question why you left Ohh, my world is yours What you waitin for? Lets run away, lets run away! Our friends, say were crazy But we cant listen, baby Theyve never had it like this They dont know what it is Pure bliss Like youve got the key to my heart Simple as a touch and a kiss Never knew a feeling like this Pure bliss, pure bliss Nobody can tear us apart Baby, its as good as it gets Loving you will never be hard This is pure bliss

Finally Famous in this.. Its crazy how they think you got it all figured out Just because your bank account gets all figured out Next time somebody try and tell you how to run your shit And they aint major shit Do yourself a favor: kick em out Eat good and do that, youll live a long life I always say long days is better than long nights At least in the day youve got shade In the night its all shadows, dont get caught at wrong lights I wish somebody would have told B.I.G. that before March 9th I used to think theres no such things as wrong rights Till my stepbrother brought home them extra groceries Extra cheese, now mom could make her special recipe But I didnt know it was off of infested streets Now he the reason Ive got to walk with my little niece to go eat I guess thats the hunger that got me out At the top of hotel suites renting the lobbies out, you know? Stuntin like a bitch, prom night me out And the girl Ive wanted since ninth grade trying to route That was back When I was seventeen Its crazy though, cause even then I thought I had It all figured out Its crazy how much that you can see with your eyes closed Specially if youve got a vision Or how you could have everything And still think about everything missing Like I probably remember the times that I missed out on More than the ones I lived I probably remember the girls that I aint have More than the ones I did But I remain a two timing, one girl on the way Two lying and one bed-never too tired Smoke so much I need two lighters Shoppin overseas I do buy it, who higher? They taught me that I had to dream, black history month I wake up and treat the day like stack history month Im talkin Malcolm Flex, Jessie Rackson Front of the plane: Im Rozay Parks SUV swervin like its O.J.s car, oh To me and my dogs is all gettin out Somewhere in the club probably all liquored out Finna take extra shots for my dogs missin out That keep remindin me at the same time That I still aint got it all figured out Fact, the only thing I really figured out Is that Ill never have it all figured out, fuck Even when your bank account is all figured out Even when your bank account gets all figured out Even when your best friend gets all triggered out Even when it.. all of it... when you still aint got.... Today I woke up and realized every day gets shorter Every minute turns to the longest second, yet never ending Age is nothing but a reminder and it doesnt tell you How old or young minded someone is Cause we all start at the same starting point of a womans legs But each have our own finish line Understand it never ends, and the only way to be immortalized Is to be remembered, hopefully from right than wrong Better to be in the hall of fame than shame Whether it exists for what you do or not We create this world so we make what exists It isnt about the award, its about the award of being immortalized And remembered for all the right reasons Mistakes are forgotten, no footprints of any missteps So when its so late that its early And you need a drink even though the bars closed Remember why you do what you do For the coldest drinks, the fastest cars, luxury The adrenaline rush of creating what you think about With who thinks about you: Your family, your team The joy of looking back and saying that you did it Winning the game: hall of fame

Woooh! They said be all you can be Woooh! They said be all you can be I just wanna buy another Rollie I just wanna pop another band I just wanna sell dope forever I just wanna be who I am Woooh! They said be all you can be Woooh! They said be all you can be I just wanna buy another Rollie I just wanna pop another band I just wanna sell dope forever I just wanna be who I am They said be all you can be, nigga They said be all you can be Always knew I could rule the world Lets define what my world is Knee-deep in this dope money Damn near where my world ends Same block, same rock I was thinking bout murdering I aint getting my hands dirty Let you worry bout serving em Yaagh! They said be all you can be, nigga Woooh! They said be all you can be, nigga I just wanna buy another Rollie I just wanna pop another band I just wanna sell dope forever I just wanna be who I am Yaagh! They said be all you can be, nigga Woooh! They said the truth set you free Entrepreneur, strip club connoisseur Hot fudge sundae, pour it on you, hallelujah Pour it on you, hallelujah, pour it on you, hallelujah And I be on my own dick, aint that much room for you, ah Red, white, blue, I pledge allegiance to the street life Even if its leftovers, I still gotta eat, right? Got gas in my peace pipe, pink Sprite She P-popping her jeans tight All day I dream about sex, three stripes We the type of crew to get fresh just to sit in the living room Look out the window, got a bad bitch in my swimming pool Got a bad bitch in my swimming pool Got a bad bitch in my swimming pool We the type of crew to get fresh just to sit in the living room Look out the window, got a bad bitch in my swimming pool They said be all you can be Pretty girls is my reputation One on my arm, thats decoration Getting to it, no hesitation To fuck with me you need a reservation To the top escalating, elevating Good music legislation, delegatin And I mean that shit like exclamation, exclamation, exclamation And Im going til I K.O., eyes closed, Im OK All my bitches know they roll, even when we role-play My homie got that nine on him All night and all day and all night and all day And all night like that shits his motherfuckin soulmate Cause no time for hand to hand When you got this paper hand in her hand Bitch, Im feeling like a grown ass lil boy, nigga, na-na, na-na, na Bitch, Im feeling like a grown ass lil boy Cause I still love to get pampered But dont get it twisted, watch your step and fuckin manners They said the truth set you free! Woooh! They said be all you can be Woooh! They said be all you can be I just wanna buy another Rollie I just wanna pop another band I just wanna sell dope forever I just wanna be who I am Woooh! I just wanna be who I am Woooh! Woooh! I just wanna be who I am Woooh! Always knew I could rule the world Lets define what my world is Knee-deep in this dope money Damn near where my world ends

You know, you know You know, you know Uh, you know you know how the story goes You done jocked my style, you done stole my flow You done seen me out, you gets no hello And you wonder why? Man you know you know Yeah and you should let them boys know too Show them niggas every single thing I showed you Im here feeling like 50 back in ’02, and everybody sayin Im the man, so true Yeah but what does it take to feel secure? A place with wooden floors and space to put awards A couple of parking spots and maids to do the chores The cars you always wanted, the women that you adore Well I got it, I got it I wonder if Id be happy without it, I doubt it I try not to really think about it I made it but Im still playin like Im bein scouted til Im out it Game time bitch, I hope youre proud of us King James shit watch me throw the powder up This OG got my whole suite cloudin up And I bet you I be out of time before Im out of luck They aint rootin for me, they aint clappin for me Im only sayin can somebody just be happy for me I really hate to say I told you so So I bite my tongue but you know you know You know, you know You know, you know Uhh, please make your long story shorter Cause time is of the essence for the king of first quarter Numbers do the talkin I have nothing for reporters I just hope we make these flights and don’t get held up at the border Yeah, so you can spare me all the accolades Im the reason you can find my city on an atlas page Half a million dollars later and my taxes paid And Im still spendin money from my actin days Damn, life is such a lovely thing Feel the perks that a 7 figure budget bring Tell your girlfriend that I can pull some fuckin strings So were courtside when LeBron get a fuckin ring Yeah, I bet I be there I be there You see that ’62 sittin outside? Thats me there Im jumpin to the top its my leap year, prepare Putting in that overtime I never said itd be fair Im always left wishin I could have done it in person My apologies to all of the ones I was hurtin I got new girls but none of they love is for certain And call old girls but none of they numbers are workin Damn, what happened to us? Life can always change, you have to adjust How come when I got a party you stare at me in disgust? They pay us just to have fun you should see that as a plus Especially when I come flyin through the door And kindly ignore, the paparazzi outside tryin to record Why has every woman never dined here before? Am I the only 23 year old wine connoisseur? The Rothschilds, the Crus, the Gajas and the Opuses Its always nice when youre out with someone that notices My condo got that art gallery openness Im just really hopin that that isn’t what your motive is They aint rootin for me, they aint clappin for me Im only sayin can somebody just be happy for me? I really hate to say I told you so So I bite my tongue but you know you know You know, you know You know, you know

Yeah Im on my way home They say home is where the hate is, my dome is where fate is I stroll where souls get lost like Vegas Seen through the eyes of rebel glasses Pray to God that my arms reach the masses The young smoke grass in grassless jungles Rubber band together in cashless bundles We wear strugglin chains, divided only hustle remains Makin sense of it we hustle for change Revolution aint a game, its another name for life fightin Someone to stay in they corner like Mike Tyson Hypes fightin for hits to heighten they hell Dont he know he could only get as high as he fell? Show money becomes bail, relationships become jail Children are unheld I wish love was for sale, "Behold the Pale - Horse" Got me trapped like R. Kel, I bail and it— Might not be such a bad idea if I never, never went home again Im on my way home I left three days ago, but no one seems to know Im gone Home is where the hatred is; home is filled with pain and it Might not be such a bad idea if I never Never went home again

One glad morning, when this life is over, Ill fly away To a land where joy shall never end, Ill fly away Ill fly away, oh, glory Ill fly away When I die Hallelujah bye and bye Ill fly away

I should be more mature, sure, Im spoiled Hit up the south of France after tour, bonjour How many girls pre-bate right before they date So she can have restraint? She still get slayed Thats ill behavior, want the whip matted Want her ass the fattest, beat it: Thriller jacket A street metaphor: if your dog piss on the floor Put his nose in it, check these niggas from the door Oooh oooh la la, oui-oui amour Plenty of kisses, plein de bisous Good day and best wishes Comment allez-vous? Bonjour Eat at selective kitchens, speak on our next intentions Over-creamy Polenta, it come chef recommended Come through the side entrance; I arrived, bitches Crackheads still owe me from 89 fixes Havin drinks in Vegas, my business She didnt see me comin, now shes an eyewitness Laissez le bon temps rouler Say ahh so the kids could play Oooh oooh la la, oui-oui amour Plenty of kisses, plein de bisous Good day and best wishes Comment allez-vous? Bonjour Vacation, twisted, whatever happened, missed it Vacations I didnt like, put myself through a guilt trip All these beautiful places, but the cities be poor You wealthy when your kids upbringin better than yours All this money we gettin could be gone in a minute If we dont invest it—we long-term affected Watch who you gettin pregnant, thats long-term stressin I got a mil for every bump on your face, thats what I call a blessin Flexin My head looks straight up And Im wonderin, "What did I do?" She looked at me like, "Damn, did I surprise you?" Sure enough, as the skys blue, she turned back around And walked back down the avenue Shes waitin for the right cue Im waitin for the right clue She be leavin, still I smell of eau de parfum She cant run cause I got Cinderellas right shoe In that white gown that I be seein right through Crowd obscurin my view Theres nothin left to argue At least theres not from my view

Blueprint, trois Yeah, yeah What we talkin bout? Real shit or we talkin bout rhymes? You talkin bout millions or you talkin bout mine? What we talkin bout? Cause I aint got time For what people be talkin bout all the time What we talkin bout? Fiction or we talkin bout fact? You talkin bout fiction? Hold up, pardon my back Im talkin bout life And all I hear is, "Oh yeah, he keeps talkin bout crack" I aint talkin bout profit, Im talkin bout pain Im talkin bout despair, Im talkin bout shame I aint talkin bout gossip, I aint talkin bout Game I aint talkin bout Jimmy, I aint talkin bout Dame Im talkin bout real shit, them people playin What is you talkin bout? I dont know what yall sayin People keep talkin bout, "Hov, take it back!" Im doin better than before, why would I do that? Aint nothin cool bout carryin a strap Bout worryin your moms and buryin your best cat Im talkin bout revenge while carryin his casket All teary-eyed, bout to take it to a mattress Im talkin bout music, I aint talkin bout rap You talkin bout whos hot, I aint talkin bout that The conversation is changed, lets yap about that I dont run rap no more, I run the map They talk, we live We see what they say, they say, they say I see what yall talkin about, ha ha They talk, we did Who cares what they say, they say, they say? Chyeah, still they cant focus on them, they be talkin bout me Talkin bout what I wear, talkin bout where I be Yeah, check out my hair, these aint curls, these is peas Peasey head still get paid, Im combin through Gs Please, we aint focused on naps Cause I dont run rap no more, I run the map A small part of the reason the President is black I told him I got him when he hit me on the jack Talkin bout progress, I aint lookin back You know I run track, try not to get lapped People keep talkin bout Hov left em flat Tryna rewrite history, lets talk about facts Dame made millions, even Jaz made some scraps He couldve made more but he aint sign his contract As far as street guys, we was dealin crack Thats just how the game goes, I dont owe nobody jack Grown men, want me to sit em on my lap But I dont have a beard and Santa Claus aint black I repeat, you cant sit on my lap I dont have a beard, now get off my sack—scream at me! They talk, we live We see what they say, they say, they say They talk, we did Who cares what they say, they say, they say? Blueprint 3 And now that thats that, lets talk about the future We have just seen the dream as predicted by Martin Luther Now you could choose to sit in front of your computer Posin with guns, shootin YouTube up Or you could come with me to the White House, get your suit up You stuck on being hardcore, I chuck the deuce up Peace out Medusa Welcome to the Blue-ah-Print-ah tre-piece, Jay-Z your tutor Tooter of my own horn, beep beep, moo ya Rass clot when rude boy come through with the roof up So I could see the sky Cause everybody talkin Hov, I think we know why They talk, we live We see what they say, they say, they say They talk, we did Who cares what they say, they say, they say? They say They say

Uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Did you ever think of a dream too big to imagine? Follow your passion, one day youll face The law of attraction, be careful what you ask for Means I got what I asked for, exactly what I asked for Put a stack on it, huh, put a MAC on it, huh In the black on it, huh, bullet tracks on it, huh And Im black on ‘em, huh, and we back on ‘em, huh On a map on ‘em, huh, got a stack on ‘em, oh Hunnid thou’ on it, huh, hunnid stacks on it, huh Hunnid been-backs on it, huh, to the max on it, huh Dealin’ facts on it, huh, now my facts on it, huh On the dacts on it, huh, all the facts on it, huh Did you ever think of a dream too big to imagine? Follow your passion, one day youll face The law of attraction, be careful what you ask for Means I got what I asked for, exactly what I asked for The world is up for seizin, theres somethin for a reason They just talk, don’t read it, I lead on some, nah, don’t lead it More or so, what you leave with? I got somethin for you to leave with What they tell em, dont believe it Tell me what you believe in, tell me what you believe in Grand Theft Auto, Grand Theft Auto, we in a game, we in a game Grand Theft Auto, Grand Theft Auto, we all the same, we all the same Money aint real, time aint real, money aint real, time aint real Money aint real, time aint real, guess to what, you never get killed Did you ever think of a dream too big to imagine? Follow your passion, one day youll face The law of attraction, be careful what you ask for Means I got what I asked for, exactly what I asked for Uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

Now beat that! And your mothers saying "Go to college" So you finish college and its wonderful You feel so good And after all the partying and craziness And dont forget about that drug habit you picked up at school being around your peers Hey! Now youll get that 25-thousand dollar job a year And youll spend all your money on crack cocaine But, itll be YOUR money No more borrowing from mom for my high! So now you get your degree tattooed on your back Cause youre so excited about it If you continue to work at the Gap, after several interviews, oh my God Youll come in at a entry-level position And when you do that If you kiss enough ass Youll move up to the next level Which is being the secretarys secretary And boy is that great You get to take messages for the secretary Who NEVER went to college Shes actually the bosss niece! So now youre part of the family You know what college does for you? It makes you really smart, man All you kids wanted to talk in the back of the class Not me, I listened Okay? I was a hall monitor This was meant to be You know how many classes I took? Extra classes, extra classes No, Ive never had sex But you know what? My degree keeps me satisfied When a lady walks up to me and says "Hey, you know whats sexy?" No, I dont know what it is But I bet I can add up all the change in your purse Very fast

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Yall niggas better not be coming around me with that fugazi no more, you know? Got that thang for your ass, you know? (Im gonna, Im gonna, Im gonna, Im gonna, Im gonna Im gonna have to leave you) A vet stylin in Met Gala, tuna salad from La Scala Black sweats, swallow a lot of reefer God, it hard to quit the bottom feeder, lobster eater When I fast, I see Elijahs features A million cash for a Nas feature Nah its cheaper, do it for free if you do it for me 52 bar verse if the beat is movin me Stumble through customs, coppin Cubans at the Duty Free Layin on the most expensive beds, still Im losin sleep Next to Jets Beauty of the Week 1993 Chin-grabber, neck-choker, in-her-mouth-spitter Blouse-ripper, ass-gripper, that dig-you-out nigga I aint gon hold you, old head gave me old news I dont owe you, shoulda heard when I told you You are an extension of what Ive worked hard to build You believe in your own lies, cant be real And the odds is that what you love can kill you Like a heart physician who dies from a heart attack I know the consumer behavior, I target that You impressed with what they wearin, I started that Its kinda terrific, the product of Slick Rick Somebody woulda told me then I would come outta this shit rich And start up a business, I woulda thought they was playin All them niggas I ran with, all that weight they was weighin A light bulb switched in my mind at the classes I cut Just a spazz, puttin wax in the blunt The baddest I want, she wear Lipmatic to front We building businesses, you can be mad if you want Its bubbly til its bubbles we see Drinkin like Dean Martin is nothin to me The spirits is somethin I cant part and its fun to be me So cheers, heres to the Kanye production this eve War of the Roses, its war, baby My nigga High said its me, I drive em all crazy (Im gonna, Im gonna, Im gonna Im gonna, Im gonna, Im gonna, Im gonna Im gonna, Im gonna, Im gonna)

Yeah, yeah The Cool Turn me up, uh, yeah He came back, in the same suit that he was buried in Similar to the one his grandfather was married in Yes, he was still fresh to death Bling, two earrings, a chain layin on his chest He still had it cause they couldnt find it And the bullets from his enemies sat like two inches behind it Smelled the Hennessy from when his niggas got reminded And poured out liquor in his memory, he didnt mind it But, he couldnt sip it fast enough So the liquor was just fillin the casket up Floatin down by his feet was the letter from his sister Second grade handwriting simply read, "I miss ya" Suit jacket pocket held his baby daughters picture Right next to it, one of his mans stuck a Swisher He had a notion as he laid there soakin He saw that the latch was broken, he kicked his casket open And he... This life goes passing you by It might go fast if you lie You born, you live then you die Oh oh oh oh If life goes passing you by Dont cry If youre breaking the rules, making your moves Paying your dues, chasing the cool Not at all nervous as he dug to the surface Tarnished gold chain is what he loosened up the earth with He used his mouth as a shovel to try and hollow it And when he couldnt dirt-spit, he swallowed it Working like a, hmm, reverse archaeologist Except, his buried treasure was sunshine So when some shined through a hole that he had drove It reflected off the gold and almost made son blind He grabbed onto some grass and climbed Pulled himself up out of his own grave and looked at the time On the watch that had stopped, six months after the shots Thatd got him in the box, wringing Henny out his socks Figured it was hours because he wasnt older Used some flowers to brush the dirt up off his shoulder So, with a right hand that was all bones And no reason to stay, he decided to walk home So he... This life goes passing you by It might go fast if you lie You born, you live then you die Oh oh oh oh If life goes passing you by Dont cry If youre breaking the rules, making your moves Paying your dues, chasing the cool He begged for some change to get him on the train "Damn, that nigga stank" is what they complained Tried to light the blunt but it burst into flames Caught the reflection in the window of what he became A long look, wasnt shook, wasnt ashamed Matter of fact, only thing on his brain was brains Yeah, and gettin back in his lane Doin his thang, first he had to find something to slang Next stop was his block, it had the same cops Walked right past the same spot where he was shot Shocked that some lil niggas tried to sell him rocks It just felt weird, being on the opposite They figured that he wasnt from there so they pulled out And robbed him with the same gun they shot him with Put it to his head and said, "Youre scared, aint ya?" He said, "Hustler for death, no heaven for a gangsta" And... This life goes passing you by It might go fast if you lie You born, you live then you die Oh oh oh oh If life goes passing you by Dont cry If youre breaking the rules, making your moves Paying your dues, chasing the cool Yeah, uhh Cool!

Oh, ho-ho-ho! I knew I was gon see, I knew I was gon see you again! Knew I was gon see you again! Where your goddamn book bag at? Always carryin that lil book bag, nobody wants to see that! Goddamn 4th grader, sit your ass down! He wanna play it again like he got somethin else to do You aint got nuttin else to do! You aint doin nothin wit your life, notin wit your life! You think this is? You better look at me when Im talkin to you! You think this shit easy, dont you? You think this is promised! Well aint nothin promised to you! Look at my face, do I got a promised face? Does it look like I promised you anything? Kanye, nigga-is you snorin in my class? Wake up Mr. West! Wake up Mr. West!

Up from the ashes, into the sky Found a redeemer, how I survive Voice of their mothers, Mary and Christ Your light has healed me, blessed with new life I could tell you, he could show you God in Heaven, shinin on you Through your message, now I know you Come to you empty, free of my pride Praise you holy, now and forever All the glory, it belongs to God By Christs power, were victorious, been set- I come to you empty, free of my pride We walk by faith and not by our sight Declaring the victory, one day at a time God is our shepherd, light in the night Cure for the sick, hes eyes for the blind I could tell you, He can show you God in Heaven, shinin on you Through your message, now I know you I come to you empty, free of my pride We walk by faith and not by our sight Declaring the victory, one day at a time God is our shepherd, light in the night Cure for the sick , hes eyes for the blind

Im not a one girls guy... Aint they know it, when it comes to love I dont lie And the girls respect me for it Aint gonna say my nose cant be opened But right now its just too many fine ladies out there To choose one from I love girls, girls, girls, girls, girls I do adore Yo put your number on this paper cause I would love to date ya Holla at ya when I come off tour Woo! Who you lovin, who you wanna be huggin? Heh Who you wit, who you wanna be fuckin? Got this smarty art chick to whom I pose this question I read a couple books to add to her souls progression To put this in laymens term, I gave her some knowledge She gave me, brains in return, she had to drop out of college Now all she does is homework, I give her in house tutorin In and out Im movin through her student body union And she, call me "Professor," say daddy come and test her So she could fail on purpose and repeat the semester Im like, at this rate ma you never graduate She said, I aint no fool Ill make it up in summer school I love girls, girls, girls, girls Girls, I do adore Yo put your number on this paper Cause I would love to date ya Holla at ya when I come off tour Now let the people sing Im tryin girls out Just tryin girrrrrls out Yo put your number on this paper Cause I would love to date ya Holla at ya when I come off tour Huh, who you lovin, who you wanna be fuckin? Who said what? Why you trippin, girl? Why is you fussin? Got this model-slash-actress-slash-part-time waitress Spend her whole day, she hanging round with part time haters All they do is dish dirt and put her up on my latest— Itinerary, but since I tend to vary, see I tend to carry more rumors than ten Mariah Careys Tend to hurries in ten places at once Plus she cant front, cause peep how I run mines Ma, our time together is our time together, and uh... Our time apart is our time apart So love Jay with your mind, girl, and not your heart And some day, I slow down, but for now, I get around Like the late Makaveli or Pirelli twenty-inches Or Caine and O-Dog, stick up tape from Menace You tell em chicks if they must know my business Im tryin girls out Just tryin girrrrrls out Put your number on this paper Cause I would love to date ya Holla at ya when I get off tour Im tryin girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, I do adore Yo put your number on this paper Cause I would love to date ya Holla at ya when I come off tour Im lookin for a Southern girl that cook like Patti LaBelle Big ghetto booty, scarf over her doobie Chanel under the Louie, Gucci over her booty Vicky cover her titties, attitude of the city Pretty, witty, girly, worldly One who likes to party but come home early Light kinda dark, short sorta tall Slim, kinda thick, I swear I love em all She can cook the coke and got hook up on the license But she can get you first class seats for coach prices Isnt this great? My flight leaves at eight Her flight lands at nine, my game just rewinds Im tryin girls out Just tryin girrrrrls out Put your number on this paper Cause I would love to date ya Holla at ya when I get off tour Im tryin girls, girls, girls, girls Girls, I do adore Yo put your number on this paper Cause I would love to date ya Holla at ya when I come off tour Im not a one girls guy, and they know it When it comes to love, I dont lie And the girls respect me for it Aint gonna say my no Cant be over But right now its just too many fine ladies out there To choose one from Im tryin girls out Just tryin girls out

You dont need me to ever write I read your last message at least 1000 times At least 1000, at least 1000 times Alright, alright, alright Why did you ever listen to People trying to hate on you At least you know thats nothing new Stop everything youre doing now Cause baby, youre awesome So awesome You look too good to be at work You feel too good to ever hurt I hope you ready for tonight Im gon cook, youll be dessert You cant be still You gotta move, you gotta dance I gotta live, I gotta love I got a hope, I got a chance Cause baby, youre awesome You dont need to listen to your manager Youre way too hot for them to handle you Baby, not for nothing I know youre looking for something And Ive got it Why you fallin on me Cause Id rather do nothing with you Than something with somebody new Yeah, Id rather do nothing with you Than something with somebody new Stop everything youre doing now Cause baby youre awesome Dont let nobody bring you down Youre so awesome Youre so out the park Youre so after dark Youre so sleepless nights, oh you feel so right Oh, you nnannanaa I know you must be tired From running through my mind Can I come inside? Cause baby youre awesome Also, Im also awesome, also Im also awesome Yall know And Id rather do nothing with you Than something with somebody new Yeah, Id rather do nothing with you Than something with somebody new Stop everything youre doing now Cause baby youre awesome Dont let nobody bring you down Youre so awesome Youre so out the park, youre so after time Youre so breaking ?, oh it feels so right

Winter in America, never knew white Christmas Cause L7 squares always making my shit list Spring is in the air and all the flowers are blooming The powers that be wanna devour the movement Tears disappear when they fall on the summer rain Bleedin through this mic, but they call it entertainment Running across stages is a drug Is like a blunt that we crumble in raw papers Call it the lord’s name cause we taking it in our veins Like the feeding us intravenous It’s war and we fighting for inches and millimeters They try to stall the progress by killing off all the leaders If we don’t give them martyrs no more, they can’t defeat us This lack of justice got us disgusted, look at our faces All these soldiers hate but I saw military training The false flags fly at a half mast this morning Take a bow, this might be your last performance They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya The old lady saw us on the lawn with the Henny Turn the pool party into the one from McKinney Mightve been racist like the waitresses up in Denny’s Swore we had twelve gauges, automatics, and semis Now they wanna condemn me for my freedom of speech Cause I see things in black and white like Lisa and Screech Presidents get impeached and others fill in the throne But veterans don’t get the benefit of feelin at home So maybe those projections out at Silicon Are what drove her to get injections made of silicone I swear it’s the killing season Cause killin is still in season, yeah Louder than a three pound, voices screaming mad to boot It must be killing season, on the menu strangefruit Whose juices fill the progress of this here very nation Whose states has grown bitter through justice expiration These fruitful trees are rooted in bloody soil and torment Things haven’t really changed Or theyre dormant for the moment Marks and scars, we own it, only makes for tougher skin Helps us actualize the actual greatness held within Been on the wrong team so much, can’t recognize a win Seems like my only crime is having melanin Connection to the sun so strong the relationship is lusted for Causes men to suffocate, I can’t breathe no more Settle the score sadly, need an abacus to tally Through all the peaks and valleys, yo, I recognize it sadly Black soul bold enough, inner city cold enough Watch me get all my goons, watch us get soldiered up They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya

God level Provide a new coffin You dont see murder like this this often God level God level Our father Might as well make a new casket God level God level God level You see sharks in the water Then they try to do nothin but put cocks in your daughter Dont say nothin bout what Ye said Dont move, mothafucka, play dead Yeah, we cool, mothafucka, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah God level

Dear ones, we are looking to bring you enlightenment To offer illumination in stormy skies We are here as beings of light Benevolent, invested in humanity and her evolution Turned to a Mothra, bro, this that Godzilla Turned to a monster, more like Othello Phantom of the opera, it goes where it goes My nightmares still haunt me When I sleep, they haunt me When I sleep, they haunt me And my nightmares, they haunt me But I wont let em get the best of me Alien, magical, flyin, and all Being, I got her signed on Beam me up, Im bout to sign off Dumber now, need to take time off Dumber now, I dont believe the time Should have gone, man, I believe they lyin Sign, do you believe in science? Bigger sign, bet they gon bleed now Aliens, double to sign off Better time, bout to take time off I dont believe in time, I just believe in science Order a bleeding nine, tell her, "Dont leave tonight" Alien, being bout to fly out Took her out, order her something with eyes out They was done, we the one, we just on Louis thong, Lebanon, we become, what they done? Duh-na-na, duh, feel it, feel it, feel it This aint our planet, thats why I kill it Kill it, animals, kill it, ozone, kill it Blood, spill it, somethin you deal with Alien, took the time off, I just took time off Fly up, a pyramid, dunked on, Vesuvius No bro, serious, Im dead, serious

Hide it til we feel it, then we feel it, til we fight it, yeah Hold it til we need it, never leave it, didnt want it, yeah New York, worldwide Boy, this my city Just pulled up to the hotel All my day ones here with me We got moola, power, we on fire tonight Gonna get it how we want it, cause we bout it Bout that life Baby, its alright Baby, its OK Smile, cry later Dont worry bout tomorrow Ill be with my ladies you can find me there Try to play us, we gon start a riot up in here Accelerate, cmon babe, pick up your speed Stamina, fill me up, thats what I need Another shot, you comin home with me Fuck all these drugs, fuck all these clubs Whats wrong with me? All my boss ladies Go get your Mercedes No matter, long as you get there Just dont let it drive you crazy Get that moola, power, you on fire tonight You can get it how you want it, thats it, go tonight Baby, its alright, Baby, its OK, Smile, cry later Dont worry bout tomorrow Ill be with my ladies, you can find me there Try to play us, we gon start a riot up in here Accelerate, cmon babe, pick up your speed Stamina, fill me up, thats what I need Another shot, you comin home with me Fuck all these drugs, fuck all these clubs Whats wrong with me? Right, left, mic left, mic check, trap check Sex drive, NASCAR, crash it like the Nasdaq More than you can expect, everything except Jealousy and envy, we gon move on past that Joint strong, pass that, ooh, girl, bad, bad Where the, where the cash at? Dont forget the hashtag Pretty, pretty, so saditty, work it out, muscle memory Get the money, my ability, until the end, 2000, infinity I put it in, now that youre feelin me Look how Im killin it , leavin the dealership You aint got internet? Just left the Benedict , I got them benefits Did it deliberate, guilty till proven innocent Hide it til we feel it, then we feel it, til we fight it, yeah Hold it til we need it, never leave it, didnt want it, yeah Fuck all these drugs, fuck all these clubs Whats wrong with me? Accelerate, cmon babe, pick up your speed Stamina, fill me up, thats what I need Another shot, you comin home with me Fuck all these drugs, fuck all these clubs Whats wrong with me? Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, woo Ooh-ooh, yeah, ah, yeah Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ah, yeah Ooh-ooh, oh yeah Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh Yeah, yeah Ooh

Now turn it up Turn it up Turn it up Cant live my, I, I cant live my I cant live my, I, I cant live Turn it up I, I cant live my Cant live my life... Yeah, yo, I cant live my I, I cant live my Life this way, continually get high Instead of running round, lock one bird down Its a new day, gotta do it big just to get by Show no respect? Cant live that way You hold my check? Cant live that way Without my chick on deck? Cant live that way They say what they like, but Ive been that way I moves calculated through the lens, almost here Success will be the best revenge Man, from Clint East to Kanye West The sun cant chill but everyday it sets This time, I made up my mind This time, Im back on my grind I know theres things in my life That Ima let go starting tonight I cant live my, I, I cant live my I cant live my life This way This way I cant live my, I, I cant live my I cant live my life this way My favorite girl wanna leave me just because I got a girlfriend My freak girl told me now, she a Christian My white girl wanna move back to Michigan Im pulling girls off the bench like a sixth man Im in the club, doing the same ol two step While Omegas doing the same ol "Q" step I have my money on my mind, I was thinking green She a pledge A.K.A., she was pink and green I want a good girl, she want a gentleman We saying the same thing like a synonym I wasnt really spitting game, I was scrimmaging My penmanship so hard it need censorship Im a Chicagoan til Chicago ends Till we blow like Chicago wind I dont know whats better, getting laid or getting paid I just know when Im getting one, the others getting away This way! This time I made up my mind This time Im back on my grind I know theres things in my life That Imma let go starting tonight I cant live my, I, I cant live my I cant live my life this way This way This way, I cant live my, I, I cant live my I cant live my life this way Go head, flip a coin so the game can start Believe I know the drama, kid name the part I learned before the hot flame came the spark Its like before the pop fame came to Pac But this industryll play with your life man They playing with your rent, food, water and lights man Thats why Rakaa brings it like that ol Toddy Tee jam The Batterram then Im off to Amsterdam To rest up for strength to deal with this weight To deal with these deals, to deal with this hate I dedicate this Jam Master Jay Run-D.M.C. showed me how to walk, this way This time I made up my mind This time Im back on my grind I know theres things in my life That Imma let go starting tonight I cant live my, I, I cant live my I cant live my life this way This way This way, I cant live my, I, I cant live my I cant live my life this way

Talk to me, man… Its your boy, Young Hov And if you turn the motherfucking noise up We can get right into the proceedings this evening The headphones are distortin, bring it down a lil bit Okay Now, we working with it The boy Face up in Baseline, baby Welcome to New York City Its your boy Young Hov Kanye West on the track Chi-Town, what’s going on now? Can I talk to yall for a minute? Let me talk to yall for a minute Just gimme a minute of your time, baby I dont want much Let me talk to these motherfuckers Ugh! Guess whos bizzack? You still smelling crack in my clothes Dont make me have to relapse on these hoes Take it back out to taxing them roads; when I was huggin it Niggas couldnt do nothing with it, straight from the oven with it Came from the dirt I emerged from it all without a stain on my shirt You can blame my old earth For the shit she instilled in me, still with me, pain plus work Shit, she made me milk this game for all its worth Thats right, these niggas cant fuck with me Im calling "guts" every time, drag my nuts every time, homie We make a great combination, dont we? Me and the Facemob, every time we face off Face it, yall—yall niggas playin basic-ball Im on the block like Im eight feet tall Homie, Im in the drop with the A/C off Thats why the streets embrace me, dog, Im so cool! Guess whos bizzack? Back on the block with them Os Facemob, Mack Mittens and Hov Dont make me relapse, back to the block with the four Cause this street shit is all I know From the womb to the tomb, a hot pot, a jar and a spoon Tryna make me forty thousand and move Motels, star-studded, rockstars and goons Plainclothes wanna run in my room But nigga, guess whos bizzack? Its your boy, Facemob Started with an eightball, gotta get this cake, dog Give niggas a break? Nah, you know how the game go Fuck you think I slang for? To go against the grain? Im out here in grind mode, wrapped up in the paper chase I wanna fuck a fine ho and candy-paint the 88 Dont got no wholesale, cause that aint how I wanna run it Here, take these five stones, and bring a nigga back a hundred Gotta set my feet dude, you do shit a fiend do The fire get too hot in the kitchen, I hit the streets, fool Money is an issue, and thats on the fo-shizzle, my nizzle Your block warm, and I come by with the fizzle And make for sure I get to work mines, a car at a time We go to war, and you aint making a dime, haha! Cause I got shit to lose; a nigga out here paying his dues My baby walking, gotta get him some shoes Its a new game brewing, let me give ya the rules Get out of line and Ima give ya the blues, ha Its a new game goin, lemme give you the rules Get out of line and Ima give ya the blues, haha! Guess whos bizzack? The boy, B-Mizzack AKA Mr. Crack-A-Brick Turn a whole one from a half a brick Look, I mastered this, you can smell it once the plastic rips A hot platell make you swell up if you gasket-clipped You can make your chips swell up, you dont have to pitch Play them corners like a safety, watching traffic switch Youngun, never pump fake, and youll get past the blitz And keep your whole hood on flip Like old box-spring, pissy mattress shit No, wont box a thing, strictly blasting shit I hug the block like quarter-water Shit, I used to hug a corner like a old deuce and a quarter Til, like, deuce in the morning With the old heads , slangin loose quarters This Philly cat back at it Still fucking with them crack addicts, still busting with that black-matic Guess whos bizzack? Back on the block with them Os Facemob, Mack Mittens and Hov Dont make me relapse, back to the block with the four Cause this street shit is all I know

Anything; for my baby Id do some crazy things, yeah So whatever he want, he can get that Long as I like, we can hit that, hoes, we dont love em, no Soon as we done she leavin right out the door If you can keep our freaky secret on the down low We can have a special thing going on, whoa Threeway, I couldnt wait to have with you Cause I know what turn you on, so lets do it, babe Cause two heads are better than one Threeway, I couldnt wait to have with you Cause I know what turn you on, I had to do it, babe Cause two heads are better than one, one, one Ima take off my skirt Then she gon touch me right there Then its gon be your turn So, baby—dont you be scared We gon need all of your lovin Whatever you got to give You was talkin and shit Time to get up in them ribs, tonight I told you Imma ride, till I die Threeway, I couldnt wait to have with you Cause I know what turn you on, so lets do it, babe Cause two heads are better than one Threeway, I couldnt wait to have with you Cause I know what turn you on, I had to do it, babe Cause two heads are better than one three ways, her on top of me You, on my face—ride me like the Wraith With the stars on the ceiling, told me Im too deep in No, I aint been cheating, I swear you always reaching Oh, oh, ohh! You said you a freak just like me—baby, guess you met your match I watch you licking on her while I beat it from the back Your secret lies safe with me, Im with it whenever you ready Threeway , I couldnt wait to have with you Cause I know what turn you on , so lets do it, babe Cause two heads are better than one A threeway, I couldnt wait to have with you Cause I know what turn you on, I had to do it, babe Cause two heads are better than one

Hey yall Ive come to talk about this girl that had my love, you see I went away for a while and She gave my love away, and I really shouldn’t blame her But now, that pussy is a stranger Baby Somethings on my mind, I gotta say it Yeah, your pussy done changed, it aint the same And thats a shame Ooh, aint being funny I know another bee’s been in that honey Ooh, babe, that pussy done changed It’s such a shame Girl, and thats a shame Tell me where that pussy gone Yeah, cause it don’t feel the same no more I miss that pussy, that pussy That pussy, that pussy, yeah No, no Why you do me like that, baby? why is this happening to me? She told me that it was my pussy I miss that pussy , that pussy That pussy , that pussy That pussy, haha! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah She She used to be a really special lady I guess shes feeling kinda freaky lately It’s such a shame, cause now, the pussys changed Mm-mm-mm She used to squeeze me Grip me tight enough so she could please me But now, now, now, that pussy changed It’s such a shame That pussy changed, no, oh Where did your pussy go? Mm, cause girl, I need to know now I miss that pussy, that pussy That pussy, that pussy, now You see, it was on some old, "one of a kind"-type shit, baby I’m about to kill this bitch She gave away all my shit I miss that pussy , that pussy That pussy , that pussy Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Dang, darling, do change your oil I’m your number-one fan-belt, they are not important I dont use a cordless microphone, avoid them They don’t feel real to me—meaning, "real woman" Others peeled on me You the primer on the lim-bean-green box when I couldn’t afford a Ford Clean socks scooting cross the floor in your— Grandmama house ; hand on your mouth You yap too much about the penny-ante This mechanics so uncanny, X-Men, X-Men Your ex-boyfriend should thank me that I took you off his hands Know I cant bring another beach to the sand And know: I am well aware that you can bring a man to his knees And get what you need without saying "please," but— Can you bring a man to his feet when defeat is on repeat And they gon put this mans Grammys on the street? What? Why so quiet? Hate that all of our memories happened in a Hyatt? You were perfect before you went on a diet You was way thicker—you think I don’t remember Shit, the magazine got to your head Now, somebody you don’t een know got you in bed Bet your buddy dont een know you don’t like red Or was it fuchsia? Fuck it—our future is dead I thought a pussycat had nine lives, man Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I miss that pussy, that pussy That pussy, that pussy That pussy Im about to kill this bitch She gave away all my shit I miss that pussy , that pussy So if you see her That pussy , that pussy Let the bitch know Ima kill her when I see her, yeah, hahaha Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Hahahaha, yeah I miss you, girl! Fuck that bitch! Ahhahahaha

Were going to skate to one song, one song only Ball so hard mothafuckers wanna fine me Aye man I dont know what been happening I guess yall must have caught amnesia in my absence I aint been gone that long, have I? Well, just for yall reminder How about the crown meet the throne right here Lets get it Call me T.I. no CPR, Im killing shit Even in prison Im still the shit Better recognize King in the building bitch Act like you know you serious, I My ankle hurt, dont buy a car if I aint the first In the country with a 1, 2, 3 bitch You watch me while I painted her, I They hate to see me on the stage Jay-Z, Kanye with me You know I , TIP is scary Merci beaucoup in Paris Parlez vous francais I say, Menage a trois today I say I , hard out the park Maybach chauffeured, I aint got to park So Ross, so official dawg Them lame cant do nothing with you dawg She all on me, better get your broad Dont like that, blow your whistle dawg, I No referee throw no flag, aint no techs for me I keep them suckas upset with me Them racks back on deck you best believe that I Ball so hard mothafuckers wanna fine me That shit cray, that shit cray, that shit cray B-ball so hard mothafuckers wanna fine me That shit cray, that shit cray, that shit cray So I ball so hard mothafuckers wanna fine me But first niggas gotta find me Whats fifty grand to a mothafucker like me? Can you please remind me? This shit crazy Yall dont know that dont shit faze me The Nets could go 0 for 82 And Id look at you like this shit gravy This shit weird We aint even posed to be here Since we here Its only right that wed be fair Psycho: Im liable to go Michael, take your pick Jackson, Tyson, Jordan, Game 6 Got a broken clock Rollies that dont tick-tock Audemars thats losing time Hidden behind all these big rocks Im shocked too Im supposed to be locked up too If you escaped what Ive escaped Youd be in Paris getting fucked up too Lets get faded Le Meurice for like six days Gold bottles, scold models Spillin Ace on my sick Js Bitch, behave Just might let you meet Ye Chi-Towns D. Rose Im moving the Nets to BK Ball so hard mothafuckers wanna fine me That shit cray, that shit cray, that shit cray B-ball so hard mothafuckers wanna fine me That shit cray, that shit cray, that shit cray She said, "Ye, can we get married at the mall?" I said, "Look, you need to crawl fore you ball Come and meet me in the bathroom stall And show me why you deserve to have it all" That shit cray, aint it, Jay? What she order, fish fillet? "Your whip so cold" – this old thing? Act like youll ever be around mothafuckers like this again Bougie girl, grab my hand Fuck that bitch; she dont wanna dance Excuse my French, but Im in France, ahah, Im just sayin Prince Williams aint do it right if you ask me Cause I was him I would have married Kate and Ashley Whats Gucci, my nigga? Whats Louis, my killer? Whats drugs, my dealer? Whats that jacket, Margiela? Doctors say Im the illest cause Im suffering from realness Got my niggas in Paris and they going gorillas, huh "I dont even know what that means No one knows what it means, but its provocative No, its not, its gross Gets the people going" Ball so hard mothafuckers wanna fine me B-ball so hard mothafuckers wanna fine me You are now watching the throne Dont let me get in my zone Dont let me get in my zone Dont let me get in my zone These other niggas is lyin Actin like the summer aint mine Dont let me get in my zone Dont let me get in my zone Dont let me get in my zone Dont let me get in my zone The stars is in the building They hands is to the ceiling I know Im bout to kill it How you know? I got that feeling You are now watching the throne Dont let me into my zone Dont let me into my zone

And I can see it with my eyes closed, now Feeling like my life froze I’m about to hit the ground I sold my soul to the devil: thats a crappy deal Least it came with a few toys like a Happy Meal This game you could never win Cause they love you then they hate you then they love you again Get away from me misery Get away from me loneliness Get away from me fake bitches, I can’t take the phoniness Get away from me wack tracks I can only make only hits I’m an only child lost in the World Where do the lonely kids go when the bell ring? Its feeling like Hell rings Bringing me back down Checking my background Its ironic whats happening Imagine if I didn’t have the ends I wouldnt have so many imaginary friends I’m spaced out Dogg, I be on that moon talk Wonder if God ask Mike how to moonwalk I swear to momma wish me and my father talk more I stopped visiting around the time I was a sophomore I guess everything I hate about me I see in him And we ain’t finna change, so we’ll never agree again Till then I’ll be pouring out my soul Just a few things I see with my eyes closed And I can see it with my eyes closed, now Feeling like my life froze I’m about to hit the ground I sold my soul to the devil I know its a crappy deal At least it came with a few toys Like a Happy Meal I’m spaced out dog I be on that moontalk I wonder if God asked Mike how to Moonwalk? You know the entertainment Angels Adriana for Giselle Lets exchange Angels Photoshoot at my crib Lets exchange angles Rockin nothin but them Tom Binns bangles My heart so anxious, gettin anxiety Begging one of these fuckin fashion houses to hire me They say I’ve been an asshole I said if you acquire me I can be a quiet me, call it verbal dieting Give me your herbal chai tea I’ll be calm as Tai Chi With a bad white bitch like Ice-T I’m not right dog, I’m slightly off I’m paranoid; like bonin’ raw dog And wakin up with a slight cough Yea, that’ll make ya dick quite soft Plus my neck hurt too lemme take all this ice off Never meant to hurt you, I should’ve took nights off But it cost too much to live and I never took the price off And I can see it with my eyes closed, now Feeling like my life froze I’m about to hit the ground

A hunnid years from now we gon all be dead, all be dead All be dead, so tonight, bitch, I might as well get head I got a tan line, I wear my fuckin Rollie so much Lil bitch, you think you somethin, but I find you in the gutter Kinda want it, bought it with the money, oh look With your girl you dont fuck, I can tell you wanna fuck her Count a hunnid bands, watch it swerve on the street Count a hunnid bands, will I know? No, not me An I got a hunnid-thousand in my motherfuckin bag Pull up Saint Laurent and I put it on the jet Motherfuckin jet, drop the top on a Bent Pull up to the fuckin club and Im smackin on your bitch Lil mama gon suck me up Hell, mama, cause we your season Now I got shawty on my... Yeah, I left her for no reason Leon DeChino gon fuck on your bitch I just dont remember nothing when I wake I just put forty-thousand on my wrist I just be like Im a man on a mission Got a rattlesnake, keep it hissin And I hold it now with no reason I got a tan line, I wear my fuckin Rollie so much Lil bitch, you think you somethin, but I find you in the gutter Kinda want it, bought it with the money, oh look With your girl you dont fuck, I can tell you wanna fuck her A hunnid years from now we gon all be dead, all be dead All be dead, so tonight, bitch, I might as well get head A hunnid years from now, we gon all be dead, all be dead So tonight, I might as well get head And you talkin that shit for no reason When you know you comin home this evenin Why you wanna come and play with my emotions? When you know you should be going through the motions We dont got no time to waste, whoa-oa-oa This is not the time or place, oh-oh-ohhh This the shit that make you wanna wow And I really think Im on that king shit Make you wanna bow down Ooh, Im feelin like I lost it now Got me runnin like a faucet now Tell em theres a new boss in town Girl, Im feelin like Im lost and found Cause Im so up and down Count a hunnid bands, watch it swerve on the street Count a hunnid bands, will I know? No, not me A hunnid years from now we gon all be dead, all be dead All be dead, so tonight, bitch, I might as well get head A hunnid years from now we gon all be dead, all be dead So tonight, I might as well get head

Yeah Millzy, I see you T told me, "Do this shit" So Ima do this shit No Ceilings! Yeah, haha Hahaha Ima run this town tonight All right, now Ugh Nigga, we are so ready for the war C-A-R-T-E-R, put the beat in ER Im colder than "B-R," add another three Rs Watch me like DVD/VCR Pump to your chest, I aint talking CPR Riding this track like a motherfucking streetcar New Orleans coroner—his name is Frank Minyard Fuck with me wrong, you’ll be waking up in his yard Man, I go crazy on the beat, I go nimrod Man, I act a ass, treat the beat like a hemrrhoid Man, I go to work on the beat, call it "employed" Man, I kicks it, bitch, get your shinguard! Ugh Young Money run this—towns, countries I still eat rappers—mmm, scrumptious My goons tote thumpers, they pump em like krumpers Anybody beat, Im gon go Archie Bunkers Tunechi be the wildest, lets run the metropolis I pop like lollys, you drop like eyelids The money keep calling, I hear the shit dialing And they say money talks, you can hear my shit holling You softer than ny-lin; oops, I meant "nylon" Perfection is the goal, and I’m headed to the pylon Crown fit me good, I ain’t even got to try on The pistol mean business—that bitch should have a tie on T done told me, "Do this shit," so I had to do this shit I get superhero money, call a nigga "super-rich" Keep it "super" for a while, let me get on my "super-" shit Super-ill, super-sick—dog, I go super-Vick Ran into a superwoman, turned her to a super-bitch Hit her with that super-dick, she be coming super-quick Super-Millz, Mack, Tyga, Streets, Nelly, Super Nick Super-Drizzy, Gudda, Chuckee, Twist, thats the super-clique Now, I’m off that "super" shit, fuck that shit, I super-quit Running circles round the game, like a hula hoop and shit You gon have to loop this shit, there won’t be a duplicate And my blunts be super-thick, Im higher than a Supra kick I—I—I’m the bomb, baby, watch me nuke this shit When I leave the booth, they gotta scoop this shit My apologies, diabolically I’m the prodigy—do you roger me? I look in the flames and see a hotter me But how come I’m still colder than common-ly? Yeah, we run this town, like a lot of feet Young Mula, baby; Im proud of me

See I got a lot to say, and I aint afraid to say it Mind on money so its why Im tryin to make it Yeah, but the moneys what you make it Let it make you see where its gon take ya Hey, youll be headed nowhere Moving so fast you wont even care Yeah, but when you get there What you gon do when nobodys there? Ay, I know what youre gonna say Made it there alone so you dont worry bout they Hey, but when it all goes away You gonna be stuck so what Im tryna say is Dont lose your Soul, oh, Let go, let go of your ego Dont lose your soul Sail your soul Sailing soul Is it really worth it? You are only hurting yourself You will never grow if you lose control over yourself If you dont get a hold of yourself Then you will end up with no self Youre Playing the game for the fame in the end But what do you gain when youre paying to win? You dont You better keep your soul Set sail or get sold, oh Soul Oh, Let go, let go of your ego Dont lose your soul Sail your soul Sailing soul I sold my soul to the devil, thats a crappy deal Least it came with a few toys like a happy meal This game you could never win Cause they love you then they hate you then they love you again Get away from me, loneliness, get away from me, misery Get away from me fake bitches, I can’t take the phoniness Get away from me, wack tracks; I can only make only hits I’m an only child, lost in the world Where do the lonely kids go when the bell rings? Its feeling like hell rings Bringing me back down, hes checking my background Its ironic whats happening; imagine if I didn’t have the ends I wouldnt have so many imaginary friends I’m spaced out, dog, I be on that moon talk Wonder if God asked Mike how to moonwalk I swear to momma, wish me and my father talked more I stopped visiting around the time I was a sophomore I guess everything I hate about me, I see in him And I ain’t finna change, so well never agree again Just a few things pouring out my soul Rosewood, we can see yall with our eyes closed Soul Oh, Let go, let go of your ego Dont lose your soul Sail your soul Sailing

And I wanna show you how you all look like beautiful stars tonight Oh he sounding good! They say we cant be livin like this for the rest of our lives Well we gon be livin like this for the rest of tonight And you know they gon be bangin this shit For the rest of our lives, so live fast And die young , live fast And die young , live fast, and die young Livin fast, now its all linen rags Hard-headed, but my top peelin back Tinted glass on my 57, nigga wit a attitude Young and radical, methods are mathematical Let my convertible marinate on the avenue Mami, thats half a million, Im livin la vida rapido Die young, but fuck it, we flew first class Turned you to a rich bitch by your first glass Up in this bitch and we lit up like a screen Every time we hit the charts, niggas shoot up like a fiend Stuntin like we printin money with machines What you see me wavin, Vacheron Constantine Like Mike, my Spikes stay all white Twenty-four karat gold, eighty carats worth of ice Ice insured, fuck life insurance I live for the moment, and put a bullet on that Got the club rockin like a fuckin boat Im the pirate on this ship, all you mates got to go Good party over here, everybody over here You know the word travel fast, everybody know we here All the bottles over here, even spread it over there All the models over here, but they swallow everywhere She came to party like its 1999 If she died on my dick, she would live through my rhymes They say we cant be livin like this for the rest of our lives Well we gon be livin like this for the rest of tonight And you know they gon be bangin this shit For the rest of our lives, so live fast And die young , live fast And die young , live fast, and die young For all my young ladies ladies that drivin Miss Daisy Drivin me crazy, rock the beat, baby Hop up out the she eat up the pavement I dont give a baby, he crazy Im back by unpopular demand Least he still poppin in Japan, shoppin in Milan Hoppin out the van, screams from the fans "Yeezy, always knew youd be on top again!" And we bout to hit Jacob the Jeweler So I can be like Slick Rick, and rule ya Dr. Martin Louis the King, Junior And Imma never let the dream turn to Kruegers My outfit so disrespectful You can go head and sneeze cause my presence blessed you I mean, we walked in this bitch so stylish Niggas done mistook me for my stylist And I know its superficial and you say its just clothes But we shoppin in that motherfucker and they just closed So go ahead and just pose When she walked up out the dressing room, the store just froze And I know they tryna get they cool back And them ghetto bitches hollin "How you do that?" Uhh, so they could never say we never lived it And if I see Biggie tonight, I loved every minute They say we cant be livin like this for the rest of our lives Well we gon be livin like this for the rest of tonight And you know they gon be bangin this shit For the rest of our lives, so live fast And die young, live fast And die young, live fast, and die young Peter Piper pickin peppers, Rick pitch poems My leather long enough to keep a thick bitch warm When that ass is enormous, abs abnormal And tans in the morning on sands in California Seems like we gettin money for the wrong things Look around, Maseratis for the whole team Look at Haiti, children dyin round the clock, nigga I sent a hundred grand, but thats a decent watch, nigga Im gettin better, cause it woulda leased a drop, nigga Imma get my money right, just watch, nigga She had a miscarriage, I couldnt cry, though Cause you and I know she was only my side hoe Uh, I got em catchin amnesia Time to pull my fuckin minks out the freezer See the lynx and you just think, "Jesus!" Im hot til the day they freeze us Young and radical, methods are mathematical Im multiplyin my money through different avenues Took many to war, shook never before For my mother I applaud Ms. Afeni Shakur Ice insured, fuck life insurance Three bad bitches, dont come concurrent Still, you know the dope wont stop And if I die today bury me in a dope-ass watch They say we cant be livin like this for the rest of our lives Well we gon be livin like this for the rest of tonight And you know they gon be bangin this shit For the rest of our lives, so live fast, and die young Live fast, and die young, live fast, and die young

Broke, broke, broke phi broke Broke, broke, broke phi broke Broke, broke, broke phi broke Broke, broke, broke phi- Ive called this private meeting today because there is a imposter among us There is an imposter among us This brother right here has been out making beats on the side, yes he has Pretending hes broke walking amongst us This brother has been eating every day, can you believe that? Eating every day Pretending hes with us, hes not one of us I did not want to believe this, but I walked into the brother Kanyes closet and I found new shoes I found new shoes! Kanye, would you like to step forward and explain these new shoes?! I was-you crazy, I wasnt, I didnt, um, I was just um, I was- No, you speak up, brother! I was gon stick-Im tryin to stick to my roots and- What? I wanna stick to my roots, and- What?! You march your new shoes out of here, Kanye. Dont you ever come back in em. Dont you ever come back smellin all good, taking showers and shit like that, alright? We dont appreciate that down here at Broke Phi Broke Whats next?

If ever youre listening If ever youre listening If ever youre listening If ever youre listening If heavens a prison Then I am your prisoner Yes, I am your prisoner I messed up, ooh I know now Theres no room for me to play now Nowhere to dig my way out My vital organs are beating through My ribcage opened, my heart ballooned I... Ive lost another one Im on the floor trying to dress my wounds Address the fact it was mine to lose I... I didnt try enough And when Im left without your love It could feel like a lifetime, baby And somewhere in the start we had it alright Sunshine and blue skies, yes, I recall But now theres a darker blue Im bleeding and you dont care The sun sinks and youre not there If ever youre listening If heavens a prison Then I am your prisoner Yes, I am your prisoner I messed up, ooh I know now Theres no room for me to play now Nowhere to dig my way out My brother always said Im a dreamer, dreamer You better watch out where this life will lead ya And he always said shes a keeper keeper Shell stay by your side when the rest will leave ya Well Im looking on my left side, Im looking on my right Shes nowhere to be seen now when I close my eyes at night Dreaming, surely you will find me by the shore Im singing so blindly, can you hear me? Can you find me? If you find me, wanna tell you I love you so I wanna tell you that love, it comes and goes That it comes and goes I hear the footsteps in water and I feel the breeze I open my eyes and youre nowhere, nowhere to be seen I wish that I listened when I was in prison Now Im just a visitor I came to the gates but you turned me away You asked me what am I waiting for Im waiting cause I fucked up, ooh I got thrown out I dont know which way to go now I dont know which way is home now If ever youre listening If heavens a prison Then I am your prisoner Yes, I am your prisoner I messed up, oh I know now Theres no room for me to play now Nowhere to dig my way out

Nothing bout you Nothing bout you I wanna tell you All day, nigga Dance, ayy, ayy ayy ayy All day, nigga How long you niggas ball? All day, nigga How much time you spent at the mall? All day, nigga How many...do you got on call? All day, nigga Swish, swish...they keep you in court? All day, nigga Take you to get this fly? All day, nigga Tell your P.O. how-how long you been high? All day, nigga You already know I’m straight from the Chi, all day, nigga South, south side! All day, nigga This Ye, nigga Shoppin for the winter and it’s just May, nigga Ball so hard, man, this shit cray, nigga And you aint gettin money less you got eight figures Talkin big face, nigga Put yo ass back of pocket like a switch blade, nigga, uh I aint tryna play, nigga Got a middle finger longer than Dikembe, my nigga, uh All day, nigga Ye in the building like a hallway, nigga Still got the hundred with the small face, nigga Might spend 50 racks on my off day, nigga Might...naturally all day, nigga If...have Allstate with you, uh You a Rico Suave nigga Ride round listen to Sade, nigga Ride round something and its all day, nigga You an actor, you should be on Broadway, nigga Cause you do shit the broad way, nigga Your bitch got a ass, but my broad way thicker ...then booked it like the Barclays Center, uh Nothing bout you Nothing bout you I wanna tell you I took a young sweet breath, and I reached into my Earth Gave him what I had left At that moment I dispersed At that moment I dispersed I took a young sweet breath, and I reached into my Earth Gave him what I had left At that moment I dispersed At that moment I dispersed All day hoe, my neck look sweeter than parfait hoe Rap Derek Jeter in a red two-seater I can throw this dick from far away hoe Ask me how long do it take to be the greatest Im a bar away hoe Damn Kanye never will it be safe Bitch I already know 24/7 365 days everybody gettin paid Nigga lookin at me like Im worth both MJs Chitown, PJ all of BJ Chitown, we play for the freebase These days, dont believe what police say DJs and the B-boys run shit Only way I can sum it up, sumbitch Nothing bout you Nothing bout you I wanna tell you So wont you dance, ayy, ayy ayy ayy Little darling, let me run Until I find myself In the morning sun Give me freedom Give me space I want to find myself In that special place Whooooa, whooooa Whooooa, whooooa Whooooa, whooooa Whooooa, whooooa

Yeah! Its been a long time comin You know what they say Kanye Slow motion better than no motion I walked in the crib, got two kids And my baby mama late So I had to did, what I had to did Cause I had to get Im up all night, getting my money right Until the blue and whites Now the money comin slow, but a least a nigga know Slow motion better than You love to hear the story, again and again About these young brothers, from the City of Wind Like juice and gin, in the city we blend Amongst the hustle, titties and skin, fifties and rims Yall know the Sprewells and trucks thats detailed Heartless females that wanna ride in em Felt the Southside venom in raw hides and denim Pimp minds collide with em, a system that tries victims We livin in, my man in the fast lane pivotin On the block white is selling like Eminem On the block it jump off like Kim and em On the block its hot, you can feel it, in your skin and then Shorties get the game but no instructions to assemblin Eyes bright, it seems like the fight is dim in em Call my man Cuzo, like Im kin to him He tryin to stay straight, the streets is bendin him I walked in the crib, got two kids And my baby mama late So I had to did, what I had to did Cause I had to get Im up all night, getting my money right Until the blue and whites Now the money comin slow, but a least a nigga know Slow motion better than Its all good in the hood, like rats in gyms Throwbacks and Timbs, blacks and rims Whether on ball courts or tires of all sorts We never fall short, with us its all Force like Air 1s Some waves, some air guns, the days of the fair one is over for Cats is colder than four below, with self I go toe to toe Wondering if its for the art or for the dough Though I know to grow a nigga gotta learn to let go Though I know the dough I got to bring back to the ghetto Arrows on tarot cards pointin to the grind Po livin in more prisons, pointin to my mind, shine the light up Clench my fists tight, holdin the right up Freedom fight in dark gear for the years to get brighter Situations, and jaws get tighter My man trying to get his weight and height up, cmon! I walked in the crib, got two kids And my baby mama late So I had to did, what I had to did Cause I had to get Im up all night, getting my money right Until the blue and whites Now the money comin slow, but a least a nigga know Slow motion better than I, I know I could make it right If I could just swallow my pride But I cant run away or put my gun away You cant front on me I, no I cant let it ride No, no, not tonight See I cant run away or put my gun away You cant front on me Yeah, I break bread with thieves and pastors, OGs and masters Emcees and actors that seize and capture Moments like the camcorder You aint killin it, yo thats manslaughter Though paper cant change a mans aura It can feed a mans daughter I stand for the blue collar, on the side makin a few dollars Like Sam Jack they maneuver through drama like I, I know I could make it right If I could just swallow my pride But I cant run away or put my gun away You cant front on me I, no I cant let it ride No, no, not tonight See I cant run away or put my gun away You cant front on me I, I know I could make it right If I could just swallow my pride But I cant run away or put my gun away You cant front on me I, no I cant let it ride No, no, not tonight See I cant run away or put my gun away You cant front on me

Stand up! ah Stand up! yeah Stand up! ah Stand up! uh When I move, you move, just like that? When I move, you move, just like that? When I move, you move, just like that? Hell yeah, hey DJ bring that back When I move, you move, just like that? When I move, you move, just like that? When I move, you move, just like that? Hell yeah, hey DJ bring that back How you aint gon fuck?! Bitch, Im me! Im the goddamn reason you in V.I.P CEO, you dont have to see ID Im young, wild, and strapped like Chi-Ali BLAOW, we aint got nothing to worry about Whoop ass, let security carry them out Watch out for the medallion, my diamonds are reckless It feels like a midget is hanging from my necklace I pulled up with a million trucks Looking, smelling, feeling like a million bucks, ahh Pass the bottles, the heat is on We in the huddle all smoking that Cheech & Chong Whats wrong? The club and the moon is full And Im looking for a thick, young lady to pull One sure shot way to get them out of them pants Take note to the brand new dance Like this When I move, you move, just like that? When I move, you move, just like that? When I move, you move, just like that? Hell yeah, hey DJ bring that back When I move, you move, just like that? When I move, you move, just like that? When I move, you move, just like that? Hell yeah, hey DJ bring that back Go on with your big ass, let me see something Tell your little friend he can quit mean mugging Im lit and I dont care what no one thinks But where the fuck is the waitress at with my drinks? My people outside and they cant get in We gon rush the back door & break them in The owner already pissed cause we sort of late But our time and our clothes, got to coordinate Most girls looking right, some looking a mess Thats why they spilling drinks all over your dress But Louis Vuitton bras all over your breasts Got me wanting to put hickeys all over your chest Ahh, come on we gon party tonight Yall use mouth to mouth bring the party to life Dont be scared, show another part of your life The more drinks in your system, the harder the fight When I move, you move, just like that? When I move, you move, just like that? When I move, you move, just like that? Hell yeah, hey DJ bring that back When I move, you move, just like that? When I move, you move, just like that? When I move, you move, just like that? Hell yeah, hey DJ bring that back Stand up! Stand up! Stand up! Stand up! Damn right, the fire marshal wanna shut us down Get us out, so someone can gun us down We was two songs away from getting some cut up Now we one song away from tearing the club up Move over; Luda got something to say Do it now cause tomorrow aint promised today Work with me, lets become one with the beat And dont worry about me stepping all over your feet When I move, you move, just like that? When I move, you move, just like that? When I move, you move, just like that? Hell yeah, hey DJ bring that back When I move, you move, just like that? When I move, you move, just like that? When I move, you move, just like that? Hell yeah, hey DJ bring that back Stand up! Stand up! Stand up! Stand up!

Hey, do you have any black inside you? Would you like some? Ha, you know you got a right to do whatever you like to Don C, we got the right one, that right one In the club, always the flyest, always got her hands the highest She stopped drinking Diet Coke, she on that coke diet She bad, she bat her eyelids, that girl is so wired I know she so tired, but ooh, she on fire! Hundred dollar bills, look at you, look at you A hundred dollar bills, this aint new, this aint new From that Paris, Lindsay, Britney, Mary-Kate and Whitney People say that they clean, motherfucker, dont bullshit me! All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom All the girls standing in the All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom You left your nigga home, you said you at your sisters You and your girlfriends wrong, you in here taking pictures You aint gotta tell us, you spending daddys cash Your girlfriends jealous, you got the fattest ass One dying to pee, one tryna leave Its hot as fuck, but you just dying to ski Its clear as black and white, like a fat panda Your brain is Magic City, your nose is Atlanta I said, "Think bout your future, you cant do that tomorrow" But you dont hear a word, you see that SLR, uh You like, "Hey, Pharrell, I aint tryna kill your mood But I can do the Star Trak sign—see? Killa dude" All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom All the girls standing in the All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom Now she got high hopes, just to say hi to us She want the high life, she like them higher-ups She know we high-rolling, she know its high-stakes Thats why she high speeding, out on that highway She say she high-maintenance, she say she high-fashion She say she high-priced, I think she high cappin She had her high-heels, I had my high-tops Sipping a Hi-C, eating on Hydrox I asked her, "How it feel up on this high-rise?" She said, "This high score, this was the highlight" She got her hiPod, bumpin her hiTunes This higher education, welcome to high school All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom All the girls standing in the All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom Like I got a crown made of powder Everybody knows who the king of the coke flow be All I hear is "Oh, key," every line is "Oh, key" All you rappers okey-dokey Nigga, you dont paint pictures, I paint Murakamis on you niggas And Daimer Speedy Bag, bitches Buy and sell, I can accommodate your clientele Shamu weight, motherfucker, brace your scales P to the -usha With a name like that, what you look for? More or less like P with the hook-up Hit me on the bat phone if you want it cooked up Ride with me, as Im switching lane to lane In my Play Cloths as Im grippin grain In a hail of bullets how I write my name Whether soft or hard, motherfucker, caine is caine All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom All the girls standing in the All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom All the girls standing in the All the girls standing in the

Yeah, yeah, there it go, there it is This, is something special This, is something new This, is something special This, is something new Marvels and frights and strange delights Attributes, properties, disciplines and novelties Ecstatic patterns in the calendar design Wilderness tours, guided by and for the blind Cool ruler standing still sweating through the shades He knew those lights only grew bright to fade Dead wrong pageantry, lottery and games Sleight of hand provided by extravagant and fake The carnival tilt bell the hustle for the age They clutch what they covet, what must they give away? Who was uninvited who was asked to come and stay? Surprise, its your life, its your business anyway So please, pardon these and such curious minds Peace, safe passage, precious time hither and gone The day of days, Yawm al-Qiyāmah This tiny stone illuminated by a star The only star so large, many more To make our largest star show small, furthermore The end is not the end no stop but a pause And what we can witness isnt all there is at all Custom mock of a scotch and pork chops The passion, expansion, the order of the random See the dreamers, see the sleepers Whyd you wake them? Sweet Jesus Enlighten the Earth, seek heaven first Lets put in this work Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord Lord, Lord Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord Lord, Lord Lord Her heels set the mood, where did you acquire those Alaïas? When I met you I heard Jesus, bells, strings and the choir I got lines thats better than niggas albums, plural The king of the urban make your shit sound rural She said I hit it so deep she need a epidural Them other niggas have you looking like a squirrel Now thats nuts I only hang with white boys that like black sluts Tell them Plain Pat yo that track sucks, we aint dissing you But you in the position to play something for us to listen to Im trying to worry about my scratch minus the crabs I aint stopping for you niggas like yellow cabs I got scripts so why we need a movie? And if Im a douche, then put me in your coochie I swear they shoulda never gave these niggas loose leaf And excuse me if Im trapped by the boobies Booby trap, holla back Lord, Lord Lord, Lord, Lord Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord Lord All white Bentley, I call that mama My life crazy, like Obamas You talk slick? Well Im Osama Bin Laden, Im whats happening, I get it cracking All black Carbon, on my wrist, yeah Its gonna take you a couple years to get this here Thank AP, well they thank me And I be mad too, if you aint me Call me Mr. Dean, or Mr. Boss See me riding clean, in a Rolls Royce Niggas talking funny, thats old money Niggas looking crazy, but they talking funny Nowadays rappers, they like bloggers You see me? Im a bank hogger Coming through your hood, in a Brinks truck With 25s on it like what the fuck? 100 feet and better, what the fuck you stick? Paparazzi on the water with the fuck-you stick My face got the "fuck you pricks" My beats go hard like fuck you dicks Pouring champagne damn thing See me rocking suede, nigga, in the damn rain Aint a damn thing, money aint a damn thing Ask Yeezy and Mos, we do the goddamn thing Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord Get down with the precious leathers Lord, Lord Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord Lord, Lord Lord Aiyyo, open glass on my fingers, I sit back like Im caged But still caking, my niggas is hating Its like being in the livest Lambo in the hood You a piece of steak, Id rather be that than some bacon Every project is a throne only just bigger stones they throw Thats why I wear a big hat and roll weed Gone if you dont know where you came or when you came All you know is weed and cocaine, nonbelievers no game Im zooted down, rolling a spliff, maxing Flaming like wheels got traction, Im sun, hes attractive Guaranteed to service the real niggas out cruising in a Volvo A duffle for dolo, buffy polo A blow house is where I resided once Live amongst fiends, counting currency, hitting blunts Only to hear the door rumble, grab the 4 Hope it aint the law or maybe some nigga trying to score Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord Lord, Lord L-Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord Lord, Lord, Lord Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord Lord, Lord Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord Lord, Lord Lord Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord Lord, Lord! Uh, hey Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord L-L-L-L-L-L-Lord, Lord Lordy, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lordy, Lord Lordy, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lordy, Lord Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord Lord Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord Lord, Lord Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, hahahah Thats kind of how this rap was pieced, hahahah Most definitely this rap was pieced

And itll be a long time, before you ever see me again, me again They want me, hold my head in shame So I hold em on, holding hands in vein Covers talkin that the feds say Im insane A psych said Im going fumble And then his son told me put down the drink dawg I got the rinks off coming for the things off I guess theres nothin and Im finna chop its head off I need a little something to knock the edge off Aside from this song, life sucks Stomping on someone, with my boots And I song, modest And every god needs a goddess And every star, couldnt guide us It falls upon something thats inside us So Im not gonna stop for my riders Tell me where my ride is Tell me where my ride is, uh And I dont like them, and they dont like that They dont like that, and I dont want that And itll be a long time before you ever see me again Dont worry about me, worry bout you Worry about something, dont worry what I do Hatin motherfuckers, itll be a long time Before you ever see me again, me again See I need some time to meditate Naw bitch Im fly, I need time to levitate And I dont sound try, tryna hesitate very late nigga, you a featherweight And Im a heavyweight, and Im very great I put the everyday rocking in every state Do not debate, you cannot cape I mustve on faith, getting knocked of faith Guess its not faith, guess it was... written I can sell a phone, guess I was... different That was cellphone back then, that was... different Now Im spitting and everybodys just... spitting And what it sound like when everybody sound like What you sound like, bumpin em on a round mic? I dont even have a knife, feelin like Im on the downright And these niggas are secondary, like Pippen around Mike Trippin around sight, something on that down light Imma be downright, you niggas is downright biters And Ima set fires And my shit downright fire, from the corner buyer And Im alone, eh Dont worry bout me, dont worry bout them Dont worry bout you, and what you gonna do And itll be a long time before you ever see me again Dont worry bout me, dont worry bout me Dont worry bout you and maybe I do Have a long day And itll be a long time before you ever see me again Dont worry bout me, dont worry bout you I worry bout something not we can do And its on me And itll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again Dont worry bout me, na-na-na-na And itll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again Again, again Before you ever see me again, me again, again, again Itll be a long time before you ever see me again Can you clap your hands, hands? Clap your, clap your hand, hands? Clap your, clap your hand, hands? And I wanna something, I wanna something then Can you clap your hand, hand? Need you to clap your hand, hands Need you to clap your hand, hands Need you to clap your hand Need you to clap your hand, hand Need you to clap your hand Need you to clap your hand, hand Need you to clap your hand So the song like a Section 8 So I pass that dick around like a collection plate I can sell em on Sunday with the fuss you made I be stunting with the stunnas, and thats the best you make So if everybody just stand now, and shit dont pan out Throw your hands up, at least give them a handout And with the sun shown, its like the Jerome is Mommas on the cellphone days, Im homeless Or feeling like Ike at the end of the movie Wait, just need two more shows just to get to me Or feeling like Eddie Kane, I still got it And its something but the problem is, you still not it Or maybe if its sicker, they say Im "that nigga" Or maybe if Im humble, its not a cellphone finger Or maybe damn, I could just blow my shit is thinner Maybe I should stop being real, maybe I should get on Twitter Maybe I should know somethin different, so I could reconsider Got something nothing seri till the cellphone liver And Imma drink until I cant stand and got no liver I can stand and deliver til the And Imma spit it, like it get it, kinda self, but Im fine Id rather live by what I live by, then die when Im fine Im gonna stand by my self til my very last breath Cause you know what? A coward dies a thousand deaths And Im proud And I could style on , hell with this You cant style on me, nigga Im Im liable to be a liability You plan to style on me, trying to style on me Nigga, Im liable to be a liability, and my ability I can sound like Dont worry bout me, worry bout you Worry about something, something will do And motherfuckers, itll be a long time Before you ever see me again So dont worry about me, Ill be fine Ill be up some, going for mine And itll be a long time fore you ever see me again, me again Dont worry bout me, worry bout you, worry bout you fore you ever see Dont worry about what I been up to When the fuck Im going hard, nigga fuck you Who the fuck is going, I can something dont Who the fucks asking? Ill put the summer on blast and Who the fucks lasting? And be the last standing Caught up on the planning Get a better tan and I been feeling dandy And who can run the planet? Pass them a Xanax And an afternoon I annex And all of the damage Left on the platter Whos after all, I guess its a small world after all Stunting on the sun, cause I have to ball I run the world cause its a small world after all And Im never after yall I have to loss somethin and I got it all And you feeling like you got it all? Humble some Nah nigga, not at all Worry bout me, dont worry bout me, just worry bout you And whatchya gon do? Itll be a long time, before you ever see me again Theres something on the all out, the call out, somethin on the doormat Last summer, last fight, and yall had a fall out I can sense nothing to something, what yall bout? Bumping nothing to something, and everything that yall bout Yall had your ups and downs, I dont fuck around Put everything on the something then you go and fuck around Bet you felt something, now you feel nothing now Yall feelings felt something, yall dont feel nothing now Her tears dried up, a specialist I was under and learning what the lessons is What the ebony of essences, the Genesis I got the fetishes, something on the sedatives and you had to look at innocence I wish we just could take it back to the Book of Genesis Before the hook is in is there any point of any of this? But understand put hands on you, then put his front side and put hands on you Just turn around say for really? Im done motherfucker I can Worry bout me, just worry bout you, I can when I be good And she said that Itll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again Dont worry bout me, just worry bout you And Ill be up now, what Ive been up to And itll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again Dont worry bout me, dont worry bout them And itll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again Me again, me again Itll be a long time before you ever see me again

Theres a few million angels movin around me I just worship thee, for all hes done for me Its a new day, I have been born again Ive been born again, Ive been born again In His spirit, and His name, Im sanctified! Lord I testify, hes right by my side I believe it be His word is so clear to me Yeah, yeah All I wants 100 million dollars and a bad bitch Plus that paper chasin, it done turn me to a savage Groupies in the lobby they just tryna get established God, Ive been guilty, fornicatin from my status Only real niggas so I know that you still gon be absent I feel like Im the black Brad Pitt When I wake up to fuckin an actress We just shot a movie last night on the couch And I swear that that shit is a classic If I want it, I need it, I need it, I have it, hit so much its a habit Im greedy, Im greedy, man fuck it, Im greedy Her titties so big that I nicknamed them DeeDee I know that the devil is callin Man fuck that weak-ass nigga, let it keep ringin Right now Im connected with Jesus, on threeway with Yeezus We just signed a treaty, Im on the couch like "Free my niggas!" But niggas cannot get a freebie If Im in the field then you know that I TD Overtime, all the time, man I repeat it I need some good pussy and Posturepedic Stressin so hard think my hairline receded I say how I say and I feel how I feel And I wont take it back, its no need to recede it You stuck on a bitch? Well I stuck to the script all my life, aint no need to re-read it If you got my email, yous a millionaire If you got my cellphone, yous a realionare I aint been home in months but bitch Im still the mayor That Detroit nigga gettin married but Im still a player I can feel his blessings wash away my sins Im sanctified and, I have been born again Now I proclaim, hallowed be thy name Ohhh

You keep it going man You keep those books rolling You pick up all those books that youre gonna read and not remember And you roll, man You get that associates degree, okay? Then you get your bachelors Then you get your masters Then you get your masters masters Then you get your doctorate You go man! And then when everyone says quit You show them those degrees, man When everyone says "Hey, youre not working, youre not making any money" You say "You look at my degrees, and you look at my life Yeah, Im 52! So what? Hate all you want, but Im smart, Im so smart And Im in school All these guys out here making money all these ways And Im spending mine to be smart! You know why? Cause when I die buddy You know whats gonna keep me warm? Thats right, those degrees."

Faithful to the end Faithful to the end Faithful to the end Id like to be her very best friend I was rollin around, in my mind it occurred What if God was a her? Would I treat her the same? Would I still be runnin game on her? In what type of ways would I want her? Would I want her for her mind or her heavenly body? Couldnt be out gettin bogus with someone so godly If I was wit her would I still be wantin my ex? The lies, the greed, the weed, the sex Wouldnt be ashamed to give her part of my check Wearin her cross, I mean the heart on my neck Her, I would reflect on the streets of the Chi Ride wit her, cause I know for me shed die Through good and bad call on her like Im chirpin her Couldnt be jealous cause other brothers worship her Walk this earth for her, glory, Im grateful To be in her presence I try to stay faithful Faithful to the end Faithful to the end Faithful to the end Id like to be her very best friend He worked with her, she was his ladys best friend Even if they dont try some ladies test men And this was a test that was bigger than him Some believe its the nature that is given to men He had a good gig, a wife, a kid, a decent home One reason or another couldnt find peace at home She asked, "Why do men always have to stray?" He said, "Im bad, not as bad as Eric Benet" "I used to take em out to eat but they wasnt really eatin Mighta got a little head but I wasnt really cheatin" Its hard when your lady dont believe what you say And what you did in the past you gotta live with today She asked if they could spend the night together He thought, and said, "Im tryin to get my life together" Went home to his lady, these were his confessions "Baby you a blessin and my best friend" Faithful to the end Faithful to the end Faithful to the end Id like to be her very best friend Faithful to the end Faithful to the end Im gonna be, Im gonna be, Im gonna be so faithful Im gonna be, Im gonna be so faithful So, so, so So, so, so So faithful So, so, so So, so, so Thats what Im gonna do Faithful to the end Thats what Im gonna do Faithful to the end Thats what Im gonna do Faithful to the end Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

And I know where Im going to Im lookin in Longevitys eyes I play with Infinitys mind, Forevers my guy My pedigree, above your ass, youll never see I I love the past, but see where Im goin, I get to fly Never sold a record for the beat, its my verses they purchase Without production Im worthless But Im more than the surface Want me to sound like every song on the Top 40 Im not for you, you not for me, you bore me I drop lines prestigious schools read to their students Look at my album plaques, somebody agrees with the music Was lovin women youll never see All you knows my kids mothers, some celebrities Damn, look at the jealousy! Lucky me, I meet some beauties Make you wanna shoot me Hate to brag, my worst batch kills off your best cutie Facts is deep, we break up, they hook up with athletes Get married cause we wasnt that match, my G Dont attach me to the games, Im lucky, Im blessed One of my exes could be your next, dog—trust me, dont test Its the simple things in life, simple things in life Simple things in life, simple things in life Its the simple things in life, simple things in life Simple things in life, simple things in life Rollin dice, throw no aces With my gangsters, we discussin buyin acres Other safe bets, nothin regular or basic Ridin back to back, me and Jungle in some spaceships Where the squad at? You can see us on the ave, chop it up as always Stand up Queensbridge, now the world know us Everybody sayin my humilitys infectious I just want my kids to have the same peace Im blessed with

Kanye, can I talk to you for a minute? Me and the other faculty members was wonderin Could you do a lil som... Somethin beautiful, somethin that the kids are gon love when they hear it Thats gon make them start jumpin up and down, and sharin candy and stuff Think you could probably do somethin, for the kids, for graduation to sing?

Let me know if youre feelin lonely Cause aint no real niggas out here Ye what these niggas start hummin out their mouth with? Bunch of bullshit, weak ass albums Bunch of lil niggas tryna copy our style When we originated this, whole motherfuckin album had hits Thats why we up in the Ritz Thats why Im up in your bitch, head honcho Get you killed pronto, wearin red now, El Segundo Bail long as Alonzo Mourning Kill a nigga in his Monte Carlo like Alonzo Sold records, sold crack, nigga, recognize For the record, Ive been wreckin shit since 05 No lie, Js on Take these motherfuckas off and throw the Yes on Rewind, Js on Take these motherfuckas off and throw the Yes on Yeezy, tell these niggas that they is slaves Master want you on red carpet like yesterday You a house nigga, Ima get away though Come back kill master ass like Django Most you niggas just rapping for the fame though I start rapping to get the fuck out this durango What goes around comes around, how that saying go? Documentary 2, no 50, keep the change hoe Feelin lonely Let me know if youre feelin crazy I guess all that stuff they told me In my life was extra shady I shouldve kept em waitin Say hello to the mula Im on top, no lie Say hello to the mula Im on top, good night Back like I never left, nigga Im on my second breath And I got another track from Yeezy Howd you do that? Like Eric Wright said Eazy Pull up in my cool whip, I dont give a fuck about it Leave it at the valet, I aint fucked up about it Ill call an Uber, nigga, Ill fuckin shoot a nigga I got a white bitch that blow like a tuba, nigga I just got a new crib, I just got a new Wraith I just got cooler than LL Cool J I just got a new gun, squeeze it like some toothpaste I, I, Spit in the face of a coward Shit on anybody ever try to take ours Ye why that niggas face so sour? Cause that slick mouth got him wet up like a shower Now what you know about power? What you know about dreams? What you know about freestylin versus each other Shelter outside of Nike Town without a dollar in your jeans Feelin lonely Let me know if youre feelin crazy I guess all that stuff they told me In my life was extra shady I shouldve kept em waitin Say hello to the mula Im on top, no lie Say hello to the mula Im on top, good night Chuck! Chuck! Chuck! Nigga I know you see me! Felicia what the fuck you want? Ooh please can I borrow your car? Borrow my car? Bitch are you stupid or somethin? Well give me a quarter piece then Bitch I dont sell crack no more Well give me some money or something I can take around your brother house and trade I aint got shit What about this iPod and them Dre Beats, you dont need that shit, dont you know that nigga or somethin? So? Please, Ill suck your dick for this shit Bitch you can have this shit, I dont want my dick sucked by no motherfuckin smoker Oh okay, thank you then. You know I would have sucked your dick for it anyways with your fine ass Felicia get the fuck away from my car Okay, what is you listenin to on this shit anyway? Bitch press play

Now that all the smoke is gone And the battles finally won Victory’s finally ours History so loved, so long, so long, so long In search of victory, she keeps eluding me If only we could be together momentarily We could make love, and make history Why won’t you visit me, until she visits me I’ll be stuck with her sister, her name is defeat She gives me agony, so much agony She brings me so much pain, so much misery Like missing your last shot and falling to your knees As the crowd screams, for the other team Ive practiced so hard for this moment victory don’t leave I know what this means, I’m stuck in this routine Whole new different day, but the same old things All I got is dreams, but nobody else could see Nobody else believes, nobody else but me Where are you victory? I need you desperately Not just for the moment, to make history Now that all the smoke is gone And the battles finally won Victory’s finally ours History so loved, so long, so long, so long So now I’m flirting with death Hustling like a G, while victory wasn’t watching Took chances repeatedly As a teenage boy, before acne Before I got proactive, I couldn’t face she I just threw on my hoodie and headed to the streets I swear I met success, we lived together shortly A success is like lust, shes good for the touch Shes good for the moment, but she’s never enough Everybody’s had her, she’s nothing like V A success is all I got, unfortunately But I’m burning down the block, hopin in and out of Vs But something tells me that there’s much more to see Before I get killed, cause I can’t get robbed So before me, success and death ménage I gotta get lost, I gotta find V We gotta be together to make history Now that all the smoke is gone And the battles finally won Victory’s finally ours History so loved, so long, so long, so long Now victory is mine, she tastes so sweet She’s my trophy wife, shes coming with me Well have a baby who stutters repeatedly Well name him history, hell repeat after me He’s my legacy, son of my hard work Future of my past, he’ll explain who I be Rank me amongst the greats, either 1, 2 or 3 If I ain’t number one then I failed you victory Ain’t in it for the fame, that dies within weeks Ain’t in it for the money, can’t take it when you leave I wanna be remembered long after you grieve Long after I’m gone, long after I breathe I leave all I am, in the hands of history Thats my last will testimony This is much more than a song, it’s a baby shower I’ve been waiting for this hour, history, youre ours

Throw your hands in the sky right now Throw your hands in the sky right now Its going down Unfortunately for the rest of ya’ll I’m way better than the best of all And even though they focus on just the flaws They still gonna annihilate the festivals And we still gonna sip Dom Perignon And still gonna eat the filet mignon Yeah, yeah, yeah I’ve been known to cover up my eyes With the Ray Beons Alors on danse Alors on danse Alors on danse Alors on, throw your hands in the sky right now Alors on Flashing lights, the stress of life Its way too much to handle in one night Live this life like there’s no tomorrow Wake up in Paris with a Russian model Throw your hands in the sky If anybody got five dollars in your pocket right now I call this club Titanic Why? Cause it’s going down Alors on danse Alors on danse Alors on danse Alors on danse Alors on chante Lalalalalala, lalalalalala Alors on chante Lalalalalala, lalalalalala Alors on chante Throw your hands in the sky right now Alors on chante Throw your hands in the sky right now Et puis seulement quand cest fini Alors on danse Alors on danse Alors on danse Alors on danse Alors on danse Roll call in the club Life’s a bitch feel her up She be in my mind like a microchip I’m ready to blow like nitroglis Gone gone like a light so trick I am on some psycho shit Dance floor every night my bliss Fed up with the rub dont bite your lip Bon T.R.S. and pure gold Max this out in euros Bartender fill it up till I can’t remember Feeling hot summer nights in the winter I’mma better my life till we all sit up Since we are here we are live Ye and I make you touch the sky

Memories on corners with the fos and the mos Walk to the store for the rose, talking straightforward to hoes Got uncles that smoke, and some put blow up they nose To cope with the lows, the wind is cold and it blows In they socks and their soles, niggas holding they rolls Corners leave souls opened and closed, hoping for mo With nowhere to go, niggas rolling in droves They shoot the wrong way, cause they ain’t knowin their goals The streets ain’t safe cause they ain’t knowing the code By the foes I was told, either focus or fold Got cousins with flows, hope they open some doors So we can cop clothes and roll in a Rolls Now I roll in a Olds, with windows that don’t roll Down the roads where cars get broken and stole These are the stories told by Stony and Cottage Grove The world is cold, the block is hot as a stove On the corners I wish I could give you this feeling I wish I could give this feeling, uh-uh Uh-uh-ugh, on the corners, niggas robbing, killing Dying, just to make a living, huh? We overstated, we underrated, we educated The corner was our time when time stood still and Gators and snakeskins in Yellow and pink and collared blue Profiles glorifying them Street lights and deep nights, cats trying to eat right Riding no-seat-bikes, with work to feed hypes So they can keep sweet Nikes, they head and they feet right Desires of street life, cars and weed types It’s hard to breathe nights, days are thief-like The beasts roam the streets, the police is Greek-like Game at its peak, we speak and believe hype Bang in the streets hats cocked left or deep right It’s steep life, coming up where niggas is sheep-like Rappers and hoopers, we strive to be like Gs with three stripes, seeds that need light Cheese and recite, needs and BE strife The corner, where struggle and greed fight We write songs about wrong ‘cause it’s hard to see right Look to the sky, hoping it will bleed light Realitys a bitch, and I heard that she bites The corner I wish I could give you this feeling I wish I could give this feeling, uh-uh Uh-uh-ugh, on the corners, niggas robbing, killing Dying, just to make a living, huh? The corner was our magic, our music, our politics Fires raised as tribal dances and war cries Broke out on different corners Power to the people Black power Black is beautiful Black church services, murderers, Arabs serving burgers As cats with gold permanents, move they bags as herbalists The dirt isn’t just fertile, it’s people working and earning this The curb getters go where the cash flow and the current is It’s so hot that niggas burn to live The furnace is, where the money moving, the determined live We talk shit, play lotto, and buy German beers It’s so black packed with action thats affirmative The corners I wish I could give you this feeling I wish I could give this feeling, uh-uh Uh-uh-ugh, on the corners, niggas robbing, killing Dying, just to make a living, huh? The corner was our Rock of Gibraltar, our Stonehenge Our Taj Mahal, our monument Our testimonial to freedom, to peace, and to love Down on the corner

We need peace, love and harmony Must achieve all that we could be Just love on me cause thats just what I need Your love on me is all I ever need, need Part of my flesh be blendin in with my soul Do what I feel and I live what I say so Oh, been travelin a million miles on this road I wasnt leavin, I was on my way home Oh, I wasnt leavin, I was on my way home I wasnt leavin, I was on my way home Oh, I wasnt leavin, I was on my way home I wasnt leavin, I was on my way home They be sellin somethin when its not shame West stole West, simply got shame Givin up, Im givin up my slave name Oh, no, no, Im givin up my slave name Saint, you dont really need a last name North, you dont really need a last name Bump on the song for the dark chains Im givin up the slave name Its a choice for me Yall cant cut out the voice in me Yall cant do nothing, get mad at me Yall came for my anatomy Yall cant cut out the Harriet I dont care how you carry it Stomp, stomp, thatd be very lit God stomp, wanna be alien Saint, you dont really need a last name North, you dont really need a last name And Chicago, yo, they lost, but we not bought Oh, then he tells em Part of my flesh be blendin in with my soul Do what I feel and I live what I say so Oh, been travelin a million miles on this road I wasnt leavin, I was on my way home Oh, I wasnt leavin, I was on my way home I wasnt leavin, I was on my way home Oh, I wasnt leavin, I was on my way home I wasnt leavin, I was on my way home Its like they take our slave women And bend them quicker than when we hit it Where you think lightskin came from? I heard the Chinese buyin Africa quicker than we would get it And if you tell somebody you goin to Africa Somebody would laugh at ya Like the top off it, and spend it at the Gucci store Hold on more, woah, woah Dont tell me bout them woke facts Them just sound like broke facts I dont know who the fuck told you that I dont know who the fuck sold you back Buy your freedom fore they sell you back Why we need em? They just sold you crack So lets done em, where the soldiers at? Most of them aint running, most of them want that bump Face the gun in the sun, we been brainwashed Fuck that, we in our own holocaust It aint never ended, it all depends The Jews, least they said, never again Part of my flesh be blendin in with my soul Do what I feel and I live what I say so Oh, been travelin a million miles on this road I wasnt leavin, I was on my way home Oh, I wasnt leavin, I was on my way home I wasnt leavin, I was on my way home Oh, I wasnt leavin, I was on my way home I wasnt leavin, I was on my way home Saint, you dont really need a last name North, you dont really need a last name And Chicago, yo, and Chicago

Hurry, hurry, hurry Hurry, hurry, hurry Hurry, hurry, hurry Hurry- Keep your eyes all on this fatty If you like what you see take your hands and grab it Hurry, hurry Hurry, hurry Late night get like all this real magic Ride it automatic till the sun come up, ooh Early, early Early, early Bad Trinidadian, need to let daddy in If I need to spend some cash, fuck it, then, Im zaddy, then She in love with a man she cant be with But she know that pussy gon leave him seasick Every time she round, she get treat like the sidekick Until that side chick went and got some side dick Sun-kissed princess, gold toe ring Smacker lip gloss, backside swole thing Keep your eyes all on this fatty If you like what you see take your hands and grab it Hurry, hurry Hurry, hurry Late night get like all this real magic Ride it automatic till the sun come up, ooh Early, early Early, early I dont know no patience, aint got no more time to waste Serious need that one or two or three more times after foreplay Rocket-rocket-rocket-rocket ship blast like its Jimmy Neutron Told him fuck me good with them Jimmy Choos on I cant wait til youre all on me, yeah You know I love it, love it, love it, love it Keep your eyes all on this fatty If you like what you see take your hands and grab it Hurry, hurry Hurry, hurry Late night get like all this real magic Ride it automatic til the sun come up, ooh Early, early Early, early Keep your eyes all on this fatty If you like what you see take your hands and grab it Hurry, hurry Hurry, hurry Late night get like all this real magic Ride it automatic til the sun come up, ooh Early, early Early, early No fade outs

I make a lot of new different money Trap overnight like its fifty summie Finesse up the plug while gettin, Im gettin blunted Caliber, caliber, caliber Caliber, caliber, get somebody Caliber, caliber, sick somebody Caliber, caliber, rip somebody Caliber, caliber, caliber I make a lot of new different money All my killas pull up and they gettin blunted Finna drink up the mud, now Im gettin mudded Caliber, caliber, caliber Caliber, caliber, hit somebody Silencer, silencer, ring somebody Outy boy, outy boy in an Audi Free my boy, white boy gon get em Free my boy white, go get him Follie All this lean I poured, I should get a Molly Sniff the coco right up cause your bitch got problems Wildin boy, wildin boy, wildin boy Life of Desiigner be stylin boy You gettin hit up, I get annoyed Mike on the wheel and I drive the toy You get robbed or get jigg or you got extort Tell em talk shit, tell em talk shit, Ima keep throwin Thats your bitch, thats your bitch, that be deep throatin We be swipin cards, we be gettin money, theres weed blowin Thats lean drippin, we lean drippin, thats cee-lo in We be rollin 6s, tell em roll with me You gon go get it? We gon go get em All my niggas got it, all my niggas with it We got bad strippers, we got niggas with it Gheea, gheea! I make a lot of new different money Trap overnight like its fifty summie Finesse out the plug while gettin, Im gettin cuddie Caliber, caliber, caliber Caliber, caliber, get somebody Caliber, caliber, hit somebody Caliber, caliber, rip somebody Caliber, caliber, caliber I make a lot of new different money Chopper bananas like 50 something Finesse out the plug while gettin, Im gettin blunted Caliber, caliber, caliber Caliber, caliber, get somebody Caliber, caliber, hit somebody Caliber, caliber, rip somebody Caliber, caliber, caliber I make a...

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La-la-la-laaaa, la lala la lalaaaa Now I am Hey and they ask and they ask and they ask and I tell them Its the Fayettenam Raise your glasses, your glasses, your glasses to the sky and This is the last call for alcohol This is the warm-up Now to the few niggas out there who heard my last shit Which if I must say so myself that was a classic I never been the type to ride my own coat tail But its obvious Im here to stay, a fucking hotel I came up, I warmed up The next up, I blow up! If you aint peep the trend by now with each rap I go up Look all he wanted was a deal so when he got it he just faded But tell me whats a deal when you want to be the greatest? So Jay I appreciate it, hell of a stepping stone Wonder if he see it in my eyes Im trying to get the throne Wonder if the people know how many nights I spent alone Making beats writing rhymes, thinking deep fighting time Im getting better but wasnt getting younger And all that time can make the most confident nigga wonder But never doubt it or allowed that shit to phase me yo Just switch my thoughts up like the stations on the radio nigga now I am And they ask and they ask and they ask and I tell them Its the Fayettenam Put your glasses and your glasses and your glasses to the sky This is the last call for alcohol This is the warm-up! So get your back up off the wall Now may I never slip up or let my grip up I know my girl be praying Lord just keep his pants zipped up - Now if some groupie bitch is on his dick then make its stiff up, at least give the nigga common sense to wrap his dick up Toast, let’s lift up our glasses, then sip up We fly past they look up They dont last they give up They dont blast we clip up then empty And indeed we hit the target yes these niggas think they the shit and they aint even farted yet Style incomplete like a garbage ass quarterback My offense is for real, ay fuck sack, niggas getting coffined in the Ville Way too often and it feels wrong New York niggas fuck with me, I got em singing Ville songs Guess its only right because we grew up singing they shit Big shit, Mase shit, Nas shit, Jay shit Time for a Carolina nigga to take his place with the greats A slim nigga making bold statement Uh, ay J. Cole how you do that there? I hear you blowing up my nigga Im like, true that yea In NY but smile every time I flew back there That Carolina, Fayettenam oh yea my crew back there I go home been so long they saying, you back here? - Took a turn for the worst boy dont move back here Dont do that, yo who dat? He rep the Ville when he spit it told you he be back with a record deal and he did it Nigga, fuck spinning on my pivot homie, Im finna travel till refs blow the whistle on me I got a whole fucking city thats just sitting on me But it fits on my back, my state is sitting on that Will I drop? I think not I get up while they stop-like a sleeve on tank tops They aint give it all they got so they flop So hey watch, how Im finna take their spot Now Im starting and they not-let me show you how to stay hot I play not, man Im killing em even your idols feeling em dog The same nigga used to chill in the mall While they were still in the mall, I was up there spilling my rap The hero fighting villains just to put the Ville on the map And they ask and they ask and they ask and I tell them Its the Fayettenam Put your glasses and your glasses and your glasses to the sky This is the last call for alcohol This is the warm-up! So get your back up off the wall Yeah man so shit, this was The Warm Up Um, what can I say, what can I say? If you heard The Come Up that was about just a lil nigga from North Carolina man Fayettnam to be exact Moved to NYC, chasing the dream I used college, if yall niggas dont know, I used college as a tool to get to New York I aint have no family up here or nothing like that, I came up here on a scholarship, nigga went to college And the whole time I aint even think I would have to finish college, I just thought Id be signed by my freshman year so I wouldnt have to finish college But it didnt happen like that obviously, a nigga graduated and things started falling into place I got more focused, I dropped The Come Up And I look at The Come Up like, how kinda like how I was in high school Just picture this, The Warm Up is about a nigga who did not make the team when he tried out and I know its a lotta niggas who know that feeling man You try out, you think you deserve to be one the team and you go that day to look at the cut-list You wake up and you cant even sleep, youre like, "Damn Im gon make the team, I did my thing at tryouts." You go to the list. All the niggas is looking at their names on the list, some niggas is like, "Aww shit I see my name nigga Im good, Im good nigga Im good, I see my name." And youre looking for your name, and you kinda play in the back, tryna wait for niggas to clear out cause youre not sure And you go to the list and your name aint there And youre like, "How the fuck did I not make this team? Im better than him, Im better than him, Im better than him." So a lotta niggas either quit or some niggas go harder and so thats kinda how I took the rap shit when I put out The Come Up Cause ever since I was 15 I thought I was supposed to be signed But you know, shit, everything happens for a reason So shit fast forward to The Warm Up, this just me, like you know, me being that nigga thats practicing and making sure its no way, its undeniable that when I go to tryouts, theres no fucking way the coach is passing up on me, my nigga So thats what this whole mixtape was about and lo and behold, you know As Im finishing the mixtape, the deal comes Thank God, Im blessed. Everything happens for a reason. And it couldnt have been with a more fucking, with a better fucking squad You know the niggas I got on the squad if you listen to this then you might have heard who I signed with, I aint even gon blast it off like that Shoutouts to, you know, Mark Pitts, definitely Shoutout to my nigga Mike Rooney, my nigga E, shoutout to my whole fucking crew, man Thats The Warm Up is about man RG whats good, Mike Shaw, my nigga Mez, Mez held me down, nigga More than anybody in the whole fucking, in the whole crew, honestly So shit, lets get it, man We got a lotta shit for 09, 010, 011, 0 goddamn 35 Thats all I got man, thats The Warm Up I made the team So when you go from making the team, now what you gotta do nigga, you gotta start You gotta be a starter, you gotta make it to college You gotta make it from college to the league, nigga Trust me, I aint get no deal and fucking relax man I feel like I aint made it yet period nigga And thats all I really gotta say yo, its The Warm Up Thank you for listening man Yeah

Where all my real ones at? Hey! All the haters stand on dat side All the suckas stand on dat side All the lames stand on dat side All the bustas stand on dat side, dat side, dat side, dat side All the haters stand on dat side All the suckas stand on dat side All the lames stand on dat side Dat side, dat side, dat side, dat side, dat side Got two bitches bumping clits, thats a cat fight Im ridin with the stick, thats that act right In here with all my jewels like Im a Rabbi Zone 6, East Atlanta, Im from that side Uhh, I asked the plug for a kilo He hit me with a brick like Im Deebo Hah, I charged the high for the zero But we gon keep that on the D-low Hah, assault rifle with the peephole It go A-B-A-B-B-B, Mortal Kombat cheat code And Im in here with my chico Might get you whacked, you standing three close So All the haters stand on dat side All the suckers stand on dat side All the lames stand on dat side All the bustas stand on dat side, dat side, dat side, dat side All the haters stand on dat side All the suckers stand on dat side All the lames stand on that side Dat side, dat side, dat side, dat side, dat side All the haters hating, wait a minute, stand on dat side I dont need no allies, I dont feel the need to fraternize Yeezys in the field, Yeezys, Yeezys in the field now Made it to the NBA, we in the NFL now All the haters hating, wait a minute, stand on dat side Moved into a neighborhood where Im the only black guy People claim they praying for you, really, they be preying on you All this shit is weighing on you, dont look back, they gaining on you "Ye, look down, they aiming for you, all this shit is draining on you And the people claim to know you, put em on, get famous on you Then they go and blame it on you, you just good, they cant ignore you" Dont respect who came before em and made they lane so I Pulled a Lambo out and then I went and got it baptized Moved into a neighborhood where Im the only black guy Neighbors said they think I gave the neighborhood a black eye They too worried bout what Im doing so I gotta keep my grass high All the haters stand on dat side All the suckas stand on dat side All the lames stand on dat side Dat side, dat side, dat side, dat side, dat side Im so anti, Im so, Im so anti Seen my buddy passout, Im careful who I stand by All you do is tell stories, you a campfire You can barely hold your water, you a damn liar Look at all the haters who came out to see him Im fresh to death, my closet is a mausoleum They dont like Im always hopping out of BMs They dont know how many times I coulda loss my freedom Went from open mics to rocking coliseums I just bought your bitch a flight with my per diem But I would never invite that hoe to my museum Im gone by 12 oclock PM, that just how I treat em So tell them groupie bitches stand on that side I call these niggas groupies too cause that what niggas act like Stand on that side, I dont need your advice Spit my trap like moving weight, Im a fat guy Wait, I just wanna see my paper stack like that high Wait, my girl waist a 28, I like em that size Wait, and them cakes a 38, I like em that wide They ask why I was late, I pointed down and told em, "Thats why" All the haters stand on dat side All the suckers stand on dat side All the lames stand on dat side Dat side, dat side, dat side, dat side, dat side

Worlds... worlds... worlds famous Worlds... worlds... worlds famous Youre now listening to Skateboard P and the Louis Vuitton Don Its so unfair, its so unreasonable Lets go I musta hurt your feelings Your temper hit the ceiling You know I wanna talk to you Oh girl come on But to maintain this livin God knows its not given You know I got a lots to do Oh, girl come on I know this part aint pretty But you know I been busy Thats why I cant talk long on the phone Oh, girl come on So honey if you with me Know Ill look for your pretty Face to smile when I get home And when we make love you know its gon be amazin Cause youre my Number 1 Smash hit Off the charts Classic Soon as Im done Im dashin Home to hold your heart And smash it Didnt I just tell ya That youre my Cinderella My dream ball aint fixed one sight Oh girl come on Baby.. you know Id rather be where you are You are my shining star But last night that just wasnt right Oh girl come on I know this part aint pretty But you know I been busy Thats why I cant talk long on the phone Its hard for you baby girl come on So honey if you with me Know Ill look for your pretty Face to smile when I get home And when we make love you know its gon be amazin Cause youre my Number 1 Smash hit Off the charts Classic Soon as Im done Im dashin Home to hold your heart And smash it Number 1 Smash hit Off the charts Classic Soon as Im done Im dashin Home to hold your heart And smash it Yesterday I was half the man you see Baby thats because you the other half of me You my number 1 hit on the line of the charts Ima FedEx my love and have you sign for my heart For my number 1 I keep ya dumb fly Fresh to death you like after death I resurrected my gold Jesus of Nazareth Now we Fresh as a Prince while they Jazzy Jeff And you dont be sayin shit when they askin questions A-a-and you be givin me my space a-a-and You dont be runnin on MySpace a-a-and You know some other shit I hate w-w-what W-w-when they violate b-but Tonight man I aint in the mood for it Dont matter who wore it, you wore it Look how ya co-or-dinated man thats my favorite I love the way that it Number 1 Smash hit Off the charts Classic Soon as Im done Im dashing Home to hold your heart And smash it Number 1 Smash hit Off the charts Classic Soon as Im done Im dashing Home to hold your heart And smash it Worlds... worlds... worlds famous Worlds... worlds... worlds famous Worlds... worlds... worlds famous Worlds... worlds... worlds famous

Damn And oh, youre gonna love me I dont understand why we go through this over and over and over and over again Youre gonna wanna hug me and squeeze me Whats really good Sometimes we say things that we really dont mean We do things in between the lines We should do more than stand out Im sorry if I made you feel less than who you are A little insecure, oh, yous a shining star I wanna spend my nights with you My life with you, oh baby, babe Please wait up for me til whenever I get home I know that youre all alone Thinking bout what you gon do I hope that you see it through, ooh, ooh And oh, youre gonna love me Ima love you regardless Youre gonna wanna hug me We just gotta cut this shit out And squeeze me Yeah Yo; We used to spin back Lovin You, Minnie Riperton The Bose speakers had my walls and the plaques tremblin "La la la la la" played in my mind all day You come home, I let Calgon take you away Bubble baths arose, Gucci open toes Sunday nights we sit and watch Power in our robes All of a sudden our lines got crossed, over nothin A text and your attitude changed, yo, you buggin! Hit me in the face with a pillow and threw somethin I just got up and walked in the room, you still cussin No, I love yous before we sleep Good nights is out the window it lasts for weeks Its been a while since I gave you my street vows Promise to love you and hit it two times a day, never cheat now Our chemistry is like a bowl of cherries And Im the chocolate I smother you, never to worry And oh, youre gonna love me Ima take half the blame for this problem we goin through Youre gonna wanna hug me You know Im a Taurus, the bull, Im stubborn And squeeze me So tell me whats on your mind Sometimes I dont think we really say enough Why is it so hard to keep in touch When were laying right next to each other, baby We shouldnt read into things so much Overthinking understanding Dont let a feeling change it up I wanna spend my nights with you My life with you, oh baby, babe Please wait up for me til whenever I get home I know that Im all alone I aint got time haha Thinking bout what Im gon do Yeah, yeah I hope that I see it through, ooh, ooh Look, look, look I aint got time for tricks, them broads aint loyal I get a Spanish chick, I make arroz con pollo Keep my woman fresh so she will never be spoiled And she can be my queen but we will never be royals I dont give ya cream, yanaw mean, but I assure you Im Heavy with the D, I got Nuttin But Love for you Sex as a weapon, got nothin but slugs for you Aint no protection, I done shot up the club for you Yeah, If I adore you, mi amor you These dudes cannot afford you, let the god Couture you Yeah, I like em loyal from the soil And rhetorical questions when we smash, adorable Who put the sex in sex appeal? Shorty got a receipt, but her ex gets the bill Look, Im too grown for Netflix and chill But I G and post up like a net flick for real And you love me And oh, youre gonna love me Youre gonna wanna hug me and squeeze me And are you gonna love me? yeah And are you gonna hold me? And squeeze me Are you gonna love? Yeah, man And squeeze me You know what it is, ma Ayy, yo Chef AKA the wedding crasher came through in the Cullinan Color of skim milk, the wrath of somethin Us in the corner with the paid face, black cards, and Louis faces, African cousins with us, we niggas Smokin blunts, wine, thats Licataa I waited like three years, now we here gettin licenses Im tired of the whole Jack and Jill shit, the real shit Both of us comfortable now, so you dont ever gotta feel shit Feed a nigga, laugh for hours Count my ones, playin old school shit while we fuck in the shower Now you know your God is top tier Remember the message, love with capital letters until they dead us And oh, youre gonna love me Youre gonna wanna hug me Are you gonna hold me And squeeze me, squeeze me And oh, youre gonna love me Youre gonna wanna hug me Youre gonna wanna hold me And squeeze me, and squeeze me

"This is the operator with a collect call from: Emory Jones To accept the charges, press 1 now" Emory, whattup? Told you I aint too good with writing letters and all Shit, I dont even write rhymes But what I will do Imma send you this open scribe through the airwaves Vibe with me... Yeah, nigga, I bet we was kids and had dreams of being here I said "we" cause Im here, you here! Yeah, ride with me, your spot is reserved, family Cigarette boats, yachts, aint nowhere we cant go We in South Beach and the Hamptons, too, baby! I know, I know Some places we can go, some places we can go I know, I know Some places we can go, some places we can go Do you wanna ride with me? Do you wanna ride with me? You know why they call the projects a project Because its a project! An experiment, were in it, only as objects And the object for us to explore our prospects And sidestep cops on the way to the top - yes! As kids we would daydream, sitting on our steps Pointing at cars like yeah thats our 6 Hustlers profits made our eyes stretch So on some Dr. Spock shit, we started our trek Some of us made it, most of us digressed In the name of those who aint made it, my progress We show success, please live through me See, Im the eyes for Emory, keep him alive So every time I press 5 All he wanna hear is his boy talk fly Up in the fed, and still holdin his head So when he hits the streets he gon eat through this bread Now lets ride I know, I know Some places we can go, some places we can go I know, I know Some places we can go, some places we can go Do you wanna ride with me? Do you wanna ride with me? Im crushing all award shows MTV, BET, the Grammys, crushed linen, Purple Label All that fly shit we talked about Giving them Sinatra pinky rings with the blue diamonds and everything Hehehe, thats what we talked about right? Uh-huh... tried to told you, ride with me International Hov, I told you so 40/40s out in Tokyo Singapore, all this from singing songs Coming up though we thought slinging raw Was the end-all-be-all of being rich, didnt we? Little did I know my mo potent delivery Would deliver me, kingpin of the ink pen Monster of the double entendre, Coke is still my sponsor Heh, the Cola, yeah Hova still getting it in with soda Diet, no sir, I aint lose no weight Started from the crates now Im sitting on a whole case Since they got you sitting on that old case Our dreams is on hold like TiVo So I cant wait till you get your date I got some temp plates outside of the gate We gon ride I know, I know Some places we can go, some places we can go I know, I know Some places we can go, some places we can go Do you wanna ride with me? Do you wanna ride with me? Uh-huh, uh-huh Geah Dont even worry about it though, you aint missed nuttin It only gets better, they got the Maybach Coupe now Look like the Batmobile, the Phantom the top just comes off that joint It only gets better They can lock your body they cant trap your mind Keep your spirit alive read your books Matter of fact, let me take you somewhere Vibe with me, cmon Now me and my lil mama, Quita and Ty-Ty Juan and Dez out in Saint-Tropez Jay Brown and Kawanna, sneaking marijuana You know that Mary J., give you no more drama Lost a couple friends this whole shit got weird But when you get home you know your spots reserved, ya heard? I put my niggas on, my niggas put they niggas on Now we all somewhere foreign, chillin, sippin somethin I aint forget you cousin, heh Yeah nigga yall can wear sneakers on the beach if you want to Yall niggas come and cmon, playin money marathon My youngn is LeBron, you know what that makes me, baby Big Homie! Hehe, Emory, whats up? I know, I know Some places we can go, some places we can go I know, I know Some places we can go, some places we can go Do you wanna ride with me? Do you wanna ride with me? Wan ride with us? Youre more than welcome We aint on no bullshit, uhh Put your feet up Big Ty, I see you, boy Guru, I dont usually do this but Roll me up something man Let me get mellow on this shit right here Uh-huh, yeah Uh-huh, white paper though nigga Cant even fuck with those blunts White paper baby, old school nigga gimme a joint Smooth it out, Young H.O. Emory Jones Word to my momma, we livin!

Uh, we got the black elite in the house tonight Rosewood I feel like Im at the NAACP or something right now The Essence Festival Q-Tip on the beat too, uh, uh My chain heavy, yeah, yeah, my chain heavy My chain heavy, my chain too heavy My chain heavy, yeah, yeah, my chain heavy My chain heavy, my chain too heavy They try to tell me my chain broke the levee Maybe cause its flooded Why you walk around with a baby crosss cousin? My teeth already white, yall gon make me floss for nothing My teeth real diamonds, whats the cause of the frontin? Why yall got all caps on? Don Cheadle time, get extra black on em Burn, Hollywood, burn Take too long for niggas to get they turn Probably be cremated before I get my earn They try to tell me that aliens built the pyramids I swear lifes a bitch on her period For every inch they cut the nose off the Sphinx I make my jeweller add a few more links You can look at me, tell I aint fuck what nobody think And my face always lookin like somebody stinks My chain heavy, yeah, yeah, my chain heavy My chain heavy, my chain too heavy My chain heavy, yeah, yeah, my chain heavy My chain heavy, my chain too heavy Here we go, like we should Feel the sweat, on your face Here we go, like we should Feel the sweat, on your face Alright, okay Here we go, like we should Like we should, like we should Like we should Question: What color was the skin of the man who beared the cross? No matter how many lashes, they couldnt beat it off How many Cassius will we see in one lifetime? Thats why its Miles Davis, Kobe, its Mike time I keep that GOAT book on the ottoman And wrote hooks about slaves that was slaughtered In the 1800s; yall forget that I got called "Nigga" on Twitter so many times, yo, I lived that Now Im just tryna find where to raise my kids at Cause they dont want niggas next to where they crib at Hey, realtor, Im lookin for a nice park Twelve noon, she said my family gon make it too dark This is the flow that solar eclipses So hopefully one day that real soul will eclipse The bullshit they got us listenin to, in this existence Dont give up now, just a little more persistence I am the day Ice Cube met Michael Jackson Keep em away, hanh! Something might happen This is the makin of a masterpiece So we broke out the chains and told the master, "Peace!" My chain heavy, yeah, yeah, my chain heavy My chain heavy, my chain too heavy My chain heavy, yeah, yeah, my chain heavy My chain heavy, my chain too heavy Here we go, like we should Feel the sweat, on your face Here we go, like we should Feel the sweat, on your face Alright, okay Here we go, like we should Like we should, like we should Like we should Some wear a suit and tie, they dont wanna remain average Some wear a suit and tie like a chain and a straitjacket My chain heavy, stop in that traffic, coppers harass us Then DA attack us, want us in chains like B.A. Baracus So no major factor in my decision to be a rapper Was rebellion; being anti-establishment was attractive To a black kid from Brooklyn, flames got the thangs cooking Land of the juks where them lames get them chains tooken It aint lookin good for you if youre a tourist here Sometimes I rhymes the sort of frequency that only purists hear A couple rappers tried to beef with me, nobodys scared Niggas was so fucking corny that nobody cared Why I gotta battle rappers? I debate scholars Question: do it gotta make sense if it make dollars? Sick visions is living inside of brains Its like we sadomasochistic, addicted to whips and chains Figuratively, quite literally, clinically insane Spit flames and then visit the higher plane Try in vain to ignore it, dont buy the chain if you cant afford it Ye, them lonely-idled whores by the boards, trust That old ball-and-chain had me chained up for weeks So of course Im off the chain as soon as I hit the streets And now when we link she saying the games over I drove her crazy and she became a chain smoker Now the new dude shes saying that can stay over Should be a chain, who goes by the name of Choker Thats what he did when she told him he should play the sofa So the chains on the door, Im on the way over Now when I came over, his only response Was, "You must be the owner of a chain of restaurants Cause Imma eat your food for that chain that I wore Cause you be running round like the chain make the man" So its obvious the he dont know the chain of command Cause my chain commands, that kind of respect And its so chunky that its a pain in the neck But it came with a check, I remember on chaining day It spoke for itself and this is what the chain would say "Them chain snatchers are hoping that you aint ready So dont get distracted, keep your aim steady Or therell be a chain reaction since my chains heavy" My chain heavy, yeah, yeah, my chain heavy My chain heavy, my chain too heavy My chain heavy, yeah, yeah, my chain heavy My chain heavy, my chain too heavy Here we go, like we should Feel the sweat, on your face Here we go, like we should Feel the sweat, on your face Alright, okay Here we go, like we should Like we should, like we should Like we should

J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League Hey! Realest shit I ever wrote, chillin in my Maybach Whatever I send out, homie, Ima make back Can you believe that? Whoa-ooh-ooh You gotta see it Cause I dont plan on goin broke, put that on my Maybach Cause Im in it to win now, niggas cant take that Listen to my Maybach music To my Maybach music Martin, Louie the King Jr Startin all that stuntin is gon ruin you If B.I. was alive, hed probly have the 2-tone With the Grey Poupon, anything Ye poop on Will explode, cause I am the shit, and this is my commode Uh-oh, there they go Talking bout how your boys clothes extra tight I just remembered that my limelight extra bright I hit the strip club and girls get extra hype You hit the strip club and girls turn extra dyke We know who not getting no sex tonight And a lap danced probably be a blessin, right? So all the shit you talking dead, coffin Like the weed, coughing, new crib, loft in Where its at? Austin, where is that? Texas Whats in front? Benzes, what else? Lexus Well, whos Maybach is this? Mr. Wests! Hey! Realest shit I ever wrote, chillin in my Maybach Whatever I send out, homie, Ima make back Can you believe that? Whoa-ooh-ooh You gotta see it Cause I dont plan on goin broke, put that on my Maybach Cause Im in it to win now, niggas cant take that Listen to my Maybach music To my Maybach music Boss! Kush burn like petroleum, crib needs custodians Shades in all shades, these made of rhodium Used to be the Oldsmo, hoes call it oh-lo Now I got so many horses, bitches call me Polo 57, 62, tell me how you wanna move Yeah, you know I got them both, beat your ass black and blue I was barely gettin pretty women Now I scoop Emmy winners like kitty litter Any winter, Fendi denim like a slender nigga Lookin in the mirror, I can see the real contender Celery for Eben Gregory, Im on my dinner So what the fuck is you telling me other than your gender? Im a boss, and Im ridin like a small Vogue Niggas make your wheels and ride em til they fall off Yeah! Ross! Hey! Realest shit I ever wrote, chillin in my Maybach Whatever I send out, homie, Ima make back Can you believe that? Whoa-ooh-ooh You gotta see it Cause I dont plan on goin broke, put that on my Maybach Cause Im in it to win now, niggas cant take that Listen to my Maybach music To my Maybach music Well, all right! Hehehe All-black Maybach, Im sittin in the asshole Classy as a mother, still gutter like a bad bowl Benjamin Franklin on X how that cash roll Thats right, them mils do, like damp clothes I eat your meal, too, we dont feel you And we be strapping up like the Navy SEAL do Sweet as banana-split every time I peel through Fresher than Will Smith and Uncle Phil too Watching TV in the Maybach in traffic Im on my feet like Tough-Actin Tinactin Im running this shit, you should try tackling Lil Wayne in one word? Immaculate You see the Biggie, see the Jay, the 2Pac in him The Kurt Cobain, the Andre Three Stacks And then Im back to doin shit like I dos it Maybach Music! Hey! Realest shit I ever wrote, chillin in my Maybach Whatever I send out, homie, Ima make back Can you believe that? Whoa-ooh-ooh You gotta see it Cause I dont plan on goin broke, put that on my Maybach Cause Im in it to win now, niggas cant take that Listen to my Maybach music To my Maybach music

And as the sun sets And the night falls And them hos call He pulled up at 6:30 in a 745 As he waving "Shorty, hi", you know he showin his bling out She got in the car, he drove, he pulled his thing out His girl caught feelings, she mad, she threw the ring out How she found out she dreamt the whole thing out Yall be going through problems, you gotta work the kinks out When you go to sleep? What do you think bout? If yall get a divorce She gon take everything except the kitchen sink out Make it so cold that you gotta pull your mink out Or grab your roller skates and turn a roller rink out You now back up in the club, in the club, tryna min-gle Meanwhile, she out doing the same thing now Nightmares from your dream gal make you scream out Some people really Some people really Some people really are Still dreamin Some dreams stay dreams, some dreams come true They are still dreamin Some dreams stay dreams, some dreams come true Some people really Some people really Some people really are How you a man waiting for the next man to get rich? Your plan is to stick out your hand real quick So if he feed your family and he serve you shit Then he need that head you get and he deserve your bitch Since you wishin cash fall from the sky all your life Dwellin on the past when you was alright When you was getting cash but wasnt too bright Now your luck down, you feel like bustin them shells Nobody owe you, cant do nothin for self Want niggas to show you, how to come up with green I schemed since Im 14, what the fuck was your dream? Rental cars, little broads, saying you was seen With little niggas with a chain, you was doing your thing How high was I? You the thousandth guy That came around thinking we can see eye to eye We on a different echelon Couldve got bread together, now you get skedded on She had several cars, she had credit cards A castle, large master bathroom, getting a pedicure Bellinis by the glassful, said she been meaning to ask who Who in need of cash who, who could blast tools And Im eating cashews, knew she was bad news But we mad cool, nothin sexual ‘Cause I knew her since high school Grew up with my dudes, like one of my crew She worked for Fox News One of her mans that she lent her drop to Wont come back with it, so she want him clapped in it Says its important that it looks like an accident She was snorting and her eyes had bags in it She was recording, had a wire, askin shit Four days before I came by she got bagged with bricks Crossed the line from her world of news castin To a world of entrapment, a good girl gone backwards

Louder, louder, louder, louder, louder, louder Louder, louder, yeah Louder, louder, louder, louder, louder, louder Louder, louder, yeah Yeah, its for the people This is street ra-dio, for unsung heroes Riding in they regal, trying to stay legal My daughter found Nemo, I found the new Preemo Ye, you know how we do, we do it for the people And the struggles of the brothas and the folks With lovers under dope, experiment to discover hopes Scuffle for notes, the rougher I wrote, times was harder Went from rocky starter to a voice of a martyr Why white folks focus on dogs and yoga While people on the low end trying to ball and get over Lyrics are like liquor for the fallen soldiers From the bounce to the ounce, its all our culture Everyday we hustlin, trying get them custom rims Law we aint trusting them, thick broads we lust in them Sick and tired of punching it, I look on the bus at them When I see them struggling, I think how Im touching them The People The days have come Now we are one Just take your time And then youll find This is street ra-dio, for unsung heroes Riding in they regal, trying to stay legal My daughter found Nemo, I found the new Preemo Ye, you know how we do, we do it for the people The people said that I was sharp on TV At the Grammys, though they tried to India.Arie me Got back stage, and I bumped into Stevie He said no matter what, the people gon see me Cant leave rap alone the streets need me Hunger in they eyes, is what seems to feed me Inside peace mixed with beast seem to breed me Nobody believe, until I believe me Now Im on the rise doing business with my guys Visions realize, music affected lives A gift from the skies, to be recognized Im keeping my eyes on the people, thats the prize The days have come Now we are one Just take your time And then youll find This is street ra-dio, for unsung heroes Riding in they regal, trying to stay legal My daughter found Nemo, I found the new Preemo Ye, you know how we do, we do it for the people From Englewood to a single hood in Botswana I see the I in We, my nigga, yours is my drama Standing in front of the judge with no honor My raps ignite the people like Obama The karma of the streets is needs and takes Sometimes we find peace in beats and breaks Put the bang in the back so the seats can shake Rebel Cadillac music for the peoples sake The People The days have come Now we are one Just take your time And then youll find

: The most important artist of this generation. Over 21 Grammys. 6 Consecutive number 1 albums. One of the most impactful voices to ever grab a microphone. One of the most talented producers to ever produce music, fashion, art. One of the most prolific people to ever speak on behalf of his thoughts; to trigger emotions and trigger thoughts of you. One of the most clever people to ever manipulate the internet. I watched him go from: : Sway you gotta hear my rhymes man you gotta hear my rhymes I know I make beats but you gotta hear my rhymes Being on the train, Amtrak train going to Philly, to now being mentioned alongside the President of the United States, more than once. We talk about President Obama, but you forgot some of the things that this man as said to really go against the grain and challenge thought fearlessly. For example: : George Bush doesnt care about black people : And another thing is, people are so gay-conscious now. Thats like the whole thing like with the Internet — every day, somebodys- "Ooh I can tell he gay now!" you know, but back in the day, people used to have songs like "Get In That Ass" or something like that : Remind me whos the original superfly, and I got love for Hov but I aint fucking with that Suit and Tie : Ladies and gentlemen, welcome for the first time to Sway in the Morning here at Shade 45: the one, the only, the incomparable, Kanye West!: Whats is going to happen with the Red Octobers? : You know Nike told me when I asked them? "We aint sure." You know what they told the store though, of my- of my boy that run the store? They said "if you want that Red October, you gotta take these 10 other shoes." So they told me, they aint sure, but then they told them, if you want that Red October- but legally, we gotta both sign that contract, Mark Parker. Imma put Mark Parker all on that Summer Jam screen. And by the way, Mark Parker, yes I will still accept an investment in Donda. I got some more ideas that dont involve shoes. But if you guys thatre investing in the arts, yall dont want to invest in the school in Brazil, yall wanna go to Africa, I am standing up and Im telling you, I am Warhol. I am the number one most impactful artist of our generation. I am Shakespeare in the flesh. Walt Disney. Nike. Google. Now whos gonna be the Medici family and stand up and let me create more; or do you wanna marginalize me til Im out of my moment : But why dont you empower yourself and dont need them and do it yourself? : How, Sway!? : Take a few steps back, and- : You aint got the answers man! You aint got the answers! You aint got the answers, Sway! I been doing this more than you! You aint got- You aint got the answers! You aint got the answers! You aint been doing the education. You aint been doing the education! You dont have the answers though. Because you trying to give me advice about something- You aint- You aint got the answers! You aint spend 13 million dollars of your own money trying to empower yourself! : I know, and youre absolutely right, but Ive spent hundreds and thousands putting out clothing line at a smaller degree : And that and that aint Ralph though! It aint Ralph level : Okay well let me ask you this-- : Whats the name of your clothing line? We dont know No man you dont have the answers : Why is it that you cant? : I just told you I lost the money :Okay so you dont have money You dont have to turn up This aint no fucking show Aint no homie Aint no aint no hold up Aint no holdI can make shit rhyme I can make shit rhyme if Im Feel like, even if I, dont So I just, might not, cause I Dont want, and Im just gon Freestyle, for the first time With a, freestyle, that dont, even go together, oh No rhymes, thats my new shit, nothing rhyme How that sound, uh oh, woh You aint got the answers, Sway I can say it all, night

Cause you know in the old days They couldnt say the sh— they wanted to say They had to fake orgasms and sh— We can tell —iggas today: "Hey, I wanna —um" Youre such a freaky girl, I love it Youre such a freaky girl, I love it Youre such a freaky girl, I love it Your boyfriend is a dork, McLovin I just pulled up in a Ghost That—that—ch up out in London Then I f—d up on her cousin Or her sister, I dont know nothin And my ni—as gettin ignorant Like a lighter, we—we ignant All this water on my neck Look like I fell when I went fishin So much diamonds on my bust down Ooh, uhf—whats the time? Me and Smokepurpp sippin pinch Ooh, uhf, she take lines Youre such a freaky girl, I love it Youre such a freaky girl, I love it Youre such a freaky girl When the first time they ask you if you want sparklin or still? Why you tryna act like you was drinkin sparklin water fore you came out here? Youre such a freaky— Im a real freak, I need a real freak Im a real freak, I need a real freak Im a real freak, I need a real freak Im a real freak, I need a real freak Im a sick pup, I like a quick jump Ill light your wrist up, Ill buy you a sick truck Ill buy you some new gifts, Ill get you that nip-tuck How you start a family? The condom slipped up Im a sick puppy, Im inappropriate I like hearin stories, I like the whole script Like where your clothes went before you post it? Send me some mo pics, you look nice for four kids Youre such a freaky girl, I love it Youre such a freaky girl, I love it Cause you know in the old days They couldnt say the sh— they wanted to say They had to fake orgasms and sh— We can tell —iggas today: "Hey, I wanna —um"

I, you dont need, need to ever write I read your last message at least a thousand times At least a thousand, least a thousand times Alright, alright, alright Why would you ever listen to people tryna hate on you? At least you know theres nothing new Stop everything youre doing now Cause baby, youre awesome, so awesome You look too good to be at work You feel too good to ever hurt I hope youre ready for tonight Im gon cook, youll be dessert You cant be still I gotta move, I gotta dance I gotta live, I gotta love I gotta hope, I got a chance Cause baby, youre awesome You dont need to listen to your manager Youre way too hot for them to handle you Baby, not for nothing, I know youre lookin for somethin And I got it, why you frontin on me? Cause Id rather do nothing with you Than something with somebody new Yeah, Id rather do nothing with you Than something with somebody new Stop everything youre doing now Cause baby youre awesome Dont let nobody bring you down Youre so awesome Youre so out the park Youre so after dark Youre so sleepless nights, ooh, you feel so right Youre so freakin tight I know you must be tired Of running through my mind Can I come inside? Cause baby Im awesome, also Im also awesome, also Im also awesome, yall know Cause Id rather do nothing with you Than something with somebody new Yeah, Id rather do nothing with you Than something with somebody new Stop everything youre doing now Cause baby youre awesome Dont let nobody bring you down Youre so awesome Youre so out the park Youre so after dark Youre so sleepless nights, ooh, this feels so right

Dont look down, its an impossible view Fly like an eagle, whatever you do Dont look down, its an impossible view Spread your wings, aerial Heads in the sky, wings raised and Shes about to fly, and take her place in Out there in the stars, when she leaves the ground Shell see a broken heart, if she turns around But aint no going back, this is how it must be He told her shell be burned alive, she just told him, "Trust me" If funerals are beautiful, this ugly Knowing this, he told her, "You wont leave me if you love me" And he knows that, because he knows her Hard to hide his feelings, as it engulfs her Now shes a bright blaze, light rays A shooting out, a phoenix on fire burning up the nightscape So lets hear it for our heroine Applaud as her spirit just flies into the never-end One closed chapter, it opens up another part So this is more like, "The end, question mark" Dont look down, its an impossible view Fly like an eagle, whatever you do Dont look down, its an impossible view Spread your wings, aerial Dont let me hold you back, I only hold you back Were on a dead-end street, this block has got a cul-de-sac So fly baby, my baby so high Sometimes its so hard to say bye We made it from the alley, straight up to the valley We pulled up at the valet, well teach our daughter ballet Well raise us a Beyonce, maybe shell be a Halle You woulda been the best mom, I woulda been the best Ye You see it all in my veins, like varicose I know thats very gross, but we getting very close To our end, though I kill most with a pen Soon as this flow end, Ima let Mos begin Dont look down, its an impossible view Fly like an eagle, whatever you do Dont look down, its an impossible view Spread your wings, aerial Dont look down, its an impossible view Fly like an eagle, whatever you do Dont look down, its an impossible view Spread your wings, aerial Dont look down, its an impossible view Spread your wings, aerial Dont look down, its an impossible view How could you do it? How could you do it? Okay now baby here we go, we go, no baby, me go You got my heart, baby this what it beat for I give it all, walk as far as my feet go What you mean "me go?" Why cant it be "we go"? What happens when people turn to tears? Dreams turn to memories and weeks turn to years, huh? Been standing in the same spot for a couple of weeks Give me my feelings back, wish love came with a couple receipts Man, our vacation was coming next week Girl, I swear you was a trip, lets make it a couples retreat How could my girl do this to me? Woke up to a note saying "The world did this to me" Now Im testing, one-two, reporting live from the rubble Drinking all I can so I can turn to fire when I hug you One, two, three, four, five models on the double Give me head all at once, look like they lying in a huddle But its not even half the feeling As hearing your "Seans, you know I love you" Shedding tears everyday And Im tired of lying in these puddles I ask "Why?" sometimes like a fucking vowel Been hitting trees everyday like a fucking owl Trying to get high enough to cut the clouds Of the Phoenix Sun and Nash it out I mean ash it out so I could see you smile I-I know you can see me now Dont look down, its an impossible view Fly like an eagle, whatever you do Dont look down, its an impossible view Spread your wings, aerial

Night blows, stoves dont work, hoes at work A warrior, so I wear em on my shirt Wish I was free as Che was, I spend a day buzzed Trippin on heights, wishin for Nikes in different flavors The age of Kane and Big Daddy, short-body Caddies Uncles named Larry, that never really grabbed me My mother gave birth but she really never had me Left to the hood to play daddy Raised by niggas named Butch, Scoot or Bae-Bae With weight so they weigh they status on the streets License plates that say they, motto This is Chicago in the heyday Similar to Good Times, I guess that I was JJ A skinny nigga, young girls with Penny figures So many niggas, stacked upon each other Its the black upon each other that we love so much Wonder how many of us, these drugs gonna touch Used to gangbang, aint really thug that much Rather have some thick broads and a dutch to clutch Went to school in Baton Rouge for a couple of years My college career got downed with a couple of beers Came back home, now I gotta pay back loans Same nigga, same block, same shit they on Only thing different, quicker, they click that chrome In my defense, yo, I had to hit that zone Man to man, Im good workin with my hands My generation never understood workin for the man And, of being broke I aint a fan Now I stand in the same spot as my old man My life I planned not to be on this corner I still wanna see California But this is my world Its your world Life and death flow around us Four pounds and pounds of bird from out of towners Its hard to stay grounded We stay high, thats why old folks down us Lost, nobody found us, the force that surrounds us Aint with us, they get us on the ground and hit us We paint pictures of the chains under their names and scriptures Removed from Earth, only to return through birth Knew this girl sellin her body, wish she knew what it was worth Between God and trash, lookin in every car that pass With a walk that suggests head, to milk niggas she was breastfed She know dairy so she say cheese to get bread In the area where its more weaves and less dreads Kinda scary, amongst thieves and base-heads Said it was her toes, but I could tell her soul hurt She was cold turk, growin up she got to know hurt Very well in a world where self hate is overt Her stepfather thought he was Ike, so her mother he strike She got to like like-minded niggas, who liked crimes and figures Doin white lines and liquor, see hard times had kicked her In the ass, it used to be thicker Life is fast, some choose to be quicker I remember in high school she had a passion to sing Now she see herself in a casket in dreams These are the children of crack and rap, blacks that lack Self-esteem, yo we forgot the dream On our Jeffersons yall but we forgot the theme In the Chi, we even rootin for a garbage team This queen never seen herself on this Corner She still wanna see California But this is her world Its your world I wanna be a pediatrician I wanna be a governor I want to be a artist I wanna be a veterinarian I wanna be a model I wanna be a doctor I wanna be a ballet dancer I wanna be a football player I wanna be a astronaut I wanna be a obstetrician I wanna be a doctor I wanna be a nurse I wanna be a fashion designer I want to be a gym teacher I wanna be a architect I want to be a duck I wanna be a wrestler I wanna be a dancer I wanna be the first African-American female president I wanna be a police officer I wanna be a rock star I wanna be a gymnastics teacher I wanna be a captain of a police station I wanna be a drummer I wanna be an actress I wanna be a superstar Be, be here, be there, be that, be this Be grateful for life, be grateful to life Be gleeful everyday, for being the best swimmer among 500,000 Be-nign, be you, be moms mean pie Be little black Sambo with bad hair Be aware of Willie Lynch-ism Be, be boundless energy Be a four star ghetto general, be no one except I Be a strong academic student, be an A student in Sociology Be food for thought to the growin mind, be the author of your own horoscope Be invited, be long-living, be forgiving, be not forgetful Be a proud run, only to return to fight another day Be peaceful if possible, but justice at any rate Be high when you low, be on time but know when to go Be cautious of the road to college, taking a detour through Vietnam or the Middle East Be absent of wars at any past or present fought amongst themselves Be visual of foreclosure over your shoulder while beggin A nation built on free labor for reparation, Be a cartographer A map maker, be able to find Afro-American land Search thoroughly, it may be close to black land Be amended 5/5ths, be amended 5/5ths human Be the owner of more land than is set aside for wild life Be cupid, to world government Be found among the truth, lost tribe Be at full strength when walking through the valley Be not foolish as temporary king of the mountain top Be a brilliant soul, sparkling in the galaxy while walking on earth Be loved by God as much as God loved Gandhi and Martin Luther King Be that last one of 144,000, be the resident of that twelfth house Be... eternal

You a bad girl and your friends bad too, ooh We got the swag sauce she dripping swagu You a bad girl and your friends bad too, ooh You got the swag sauce she dripping swagu, ooh I may be young, but Im ready To give you all my love I told my girls you can get it Dont slow it down, just let it go So in love Ill give it all away Just dont tell nobody tomorrow So tonight Ill do it every way Speakers knocking till the morning light Cause we like to party We like to party We like to party We like to party Party, Party Cause we like to party We like to party We like to party We like to party Party, Party Cause we like to party Your touch is driving me crazy I cant explain the way I feel Top down with the radio on And the night belongs to us Just hold me close dont let me go So in love I dont care what they say I dont care if theyre talking tomorrow Cause tonights the night uh uh oh aye That I give you everything Music knocking till the morning light Cause we like to party We out in Abu Dhabi, we like to party We don’t cause trouble, we just ride Bugatti Bad chick shawty, sorta resemble Sade Imported her in from Raleigh And pulled up into the valet The boy dropped the keys tryna sneak-a-peek at that body See this that time of the week, she like to freek-a-leak and get naughty Therefore I like to thank God and Ice Cube for Friday Cause La-Di-Da-Di… So in love Ill give it all away Just dont tell nobody tomorrow Cause toni-ni-ni-ght That I give you everything Music knocking till the morning light Cause we like to party We like to party Cause we like to party We like to party Cause we like to party We like to party Cause we like to party You a bad girl and your friends bad too, ooh We got the swag sauce you dripping swagu You a bad girl and your friends bad too, ooh You got that swag sauce she dripping swagu, ooh

Yeah, ay Ye Why don’t you let me welcome these niggas To the world they aint welcome to, you understand? It bring me great pleasure to welcome the real and banish the fake No bigmouthed ho caked fag bait ass niggas allowed But to everybody else I would like to welcome to the world of Fast money, fast cars Big diamond rings, teeth, chains and the girls of Fake smiles, broken hearts And if you looking for your real love You wont find it here If you looking for your real love Well goodnight my dear Oooh, if you looking for real love Don’t come around here Oooh, if you looking for real love It aint here my dear Mmm mmmm, move on It’s my pleasure to welcome you to the world of Fast money, flashy cars, big guns Undone, threw away for the love of The game, I dont need a chain or the fame, still shine Spend time with the girls of Fake smiles, broken hearts trying hard in the club Looking for her real love You won’t find it here All I got is hard dick and conversation for you I was just high, even lying when I say I love you My mind saying it were both, I just wanna fuck you, her too Blowing lyle, smelling like a bubba kush perfume She coming home with me, she finna meet her doom She aint saying I’m the greatest finna change her tune The coldest and the hottest call me December, June Deliver euphoria straight to your room I hit that ass and away, I zoom Make it rain nonstop call me Young Typhoon Top spot already filled up no room Thought I would put some paper and your purse so soon? Well wrong she is and mistaken she was Tip broke, never heard such thing of I’ll fuck you up, don’t touch me cause Just trust me bruh, It must be Li-li-li-living my dreams, dont wake me up Yo-yo-you fake it till you make it, must suck All th-th-th-the haters hate us for the flav of the paper Th-th-thats why I cant love my neighbors Da-da-da-da-dangerous, stalk, kick, cut you If you aint welcome in my world bitch fuck you Da-da-da-da-dangerous, stalk, kick, cut you You aint welcome in my world bitch fuck you I would like to welcome to the world of Fast money, fast cars Big diamond rings, teeth, chains and the girls of Fake smiles, broken hearts And if you looking for your real love You wont find it here If you looking for your real love Well goodnight my dear Oooh, if you looking for real love Don’t come around here Oooh, if you looking for real love It aint here my dear Mmm mmmm, move on I would like to welcome you to the world of Fake bitches, no love What the fuck you take me for? Show love I hate haters in the club You must not really know where I come from Exactly where my heart Or you would never, never, never! Uhh, where do I start? People ask me shit about Illuminati First off, fuck that mean?! He loved Jesus when he he he was worse off, oh I see When they, think a nigga is, stupid rich People just start coming up with stupid shit Man, shit I could never predict Hold up, let me hit you with this Rolling in a Bugatti with fo’ chains is some foolishness Yea yea yea, that’d be the shit They’d rather see a nigga locked up, why? For stupid shit Look how they did my nigga Tip Soon as Wayne get out, Tip go in Wonder why the nigga wanna make the clip go in Wonder why it so hard when it get going Hold ya head, my niggas the system is Made to make niggas fall, made to make niggas fail, uhh Especially if you ball, they don’t take niggas well Hell nah, you cant come through flying In a, in a Bentley shining I’m in the back, backseat driving Screaming on a nigga like I’m actually driving I would like to welcome to the world of Fast money, fast cars Big diamond rings, teeth, chains and the girls of Fake smiles, broken hearts And if you looking for your real love You wont find it here If you looking for your real love Well goodnight my dear Oooh, if you looking for real love Don’t come around here Oooh, if you looking for real love It aint here my dear Mmm mmmm, move on

Ugh Ugh, ugh-ugh I never liked you niggas Who knew, one day, Id be just like you niggas? Ugh-ugh-ugh, all right, you niggas Ugh-ugh-ugh, all right, you niggas When I become my mamas boyfriends? When I become my mamas boyfriends? He walked in our lives; I was only five Superman pajamas, I was super-duper fly The roof a new design, like, at least hooper size You know I scrutinize, like, "Who this newer guy?" Im my mama boyfriend, Im her little husband I was the man of the house when it wasnt Tryna get to know me, homie? Just kill the charm You aint interested in me—you just tryna fuck my mom We are the voices of our parents bad choices The aftermath of divorces, the kids of bitter split-ups And babysitters, grandparents that dont know what do to with us And the last thing I want to see is Mamas new nigga You ol Old Spice-wearing, short chain-wearing Dress shoes and jogging pants-wearing, church sock-wearing When you first stop caring about your appearance? When you get here anyway? I already got parents Dont try to put me in line, I already got crayons My mama said I could do it, I already got clearance Keep your hands off my mama—how Anita got Clarence Yeah, I know she look good, but you need to stop staring I drew a picture of her thatd make her proud But the door was locked, and the TV up so loud I scream out, "I aint going to sleep no time soon! And when I do, Im sleeping in my mama room!" "I dont like you, nigga If I was old enough, Id fight you, nigga I want to run over you with my bike, you nigga Dont go to sleep at night, you nigga" When I become my mamas boyfriends? When I become my mamas boyfriends? Twenty years later: Where has the time gone? Now, a nigga dating, having problems of his own And now, a nigga grown, and the tables turned around I never thought I ever raise another niggas child He dont like his mama boyfriend—just like me Dont wanna do the wrong thing, thats very un-Spike Lee But he be like Deebo round his mama nem Cause when she here, he be quiet When she leave, he be talking again He be wilding again; be calm I dont drink the drama or sip the Dom Tyler Perry-on "You gon marry my mom?" "Look, I dont read palms, and I dont read Psalms" But I did take lil man to church, took lil man to school "Look, lil man: Kids dont make the rules Even though I aint raise you, and you your mama angel Dont get it twisted, baby boy—Ill Ving Rhames you" I never liked you niggas Who knew, one day, Id be just like you niggas? Ugh-ugh-ugh, all right, you niggas Ugh-ugh-ugh, all right, you niggas When I become my mamas boyfriends? When I become my mamas boyfriends?

CHILDISH GAMBINO & LUDWIG GORANSSON - TELEGRAPH AVE At number 5 we start with the conceptually beautiful "telegraph ave. . Partners in crime Donald Glover & Ludwig Goransson deliver an 808 bass line and intuitive use of equipment to snare a nostalgic sound. I had the pleasure of speaking to Goransson about the beat and he commented on the use of an iPhone microphone to capture Donalds voice, essentially making him sound like a sample. It worked wonders, the overlap of Donalds crooning on the aged sonics works a treat! NOAH "40" SHEBIB - TUSCAN LEATHERAt #4, Noah "40" Shebib literally flips the script on a Whitney Houston track for the intro to Drakes album Nothing Was The Same. The elaborate introduction is comprised of not two, but three different instrumentals as "40" flexes his full diversity as a producer. A new feature of Producer Genius includes an interactive Soundcloud breakdown, with such a complex beat be sure to check out the official Producer Genius breakdown here, just like 10,000 other people did! DON CANNON & KANYE WEST - NUMBERS ON THE BOARDSBallers, I put numbers on the boards! Speaking to our very own Notero, Push detailed the aesthetic of the beat; explaining its similarity to RZA and Raekwons Only Built 4 Cuban Linx. Arguably the best "traditional" hip hop beat of the year, produced by Don Cannon & Kanye West; the raw, dirty knocking of the drums brings Push to a whole new level of wordplay. In the words of the King Pin: You cant else you can do on that beat except rap on it.JUST BLAZE & BAAUER - HIGHER In one of the most underrated bangers of the year, Just Blaze and Baauer team up and take our #2 spot. This extraordinary EDM track features banging drums, a shifting bass line and all the synths in the world. Just Blaze even convinced Hov to sample him on the track, creating an infectious hook to go with the instrumental. The video, directed by Nabil paints the perfect picture of an interesting piece of art, be sure to watch and follow the story! TNGHT, KANYE WEST & CO - BLOOD ON THE LEAVESIn undoubtedly one of the most controversial productions of the year, Kanye does what he does best and takes two polarising samples, mashes them together and creates something no one else could. The emphasis of Nina Simones rendition of "Strange Fruit", a song with deep racist connotations gives the instrumental depth while the blaring horns of TNGHT have "Banger of the Year" written all over them, perfectly complimenting the piano and well-synchronized drums!

Live and direct from New York City, my name is Statik Selektah, the show-off This aint no awards show but we bout to win with this cypher Pro Era, CJ Fly where you at? Pro Era 47 Go get that Thee Way Eye See It The shit is out, yeah Kill em Pros? Kill em? Aint never meet Someone iller than some meat with salmonella We go in with the flow like salmon in the river Made so many hits, no Catch 22 Gotta drive to get the cake you old bats better batter up too We got the mitts to beat you Go ahead or go long Its me who ya killin Im always feeling her up Love letting me hold the cups, shit get frisky Up for grabs like ooooo I hear the liquid cats fishy Well just wait till this dogs finish his swimming Catch it when we catch it threw it at me, a conflict in the kitchen Palms of fingers itching Figured out if Im killing em then thats gon make me richer This money aint a joke I wont play dumb so I wont get it A instrumental tempo strings to make it come to spin it The truth I bent it, the rules I bend it Taking selfies with fans, we pendent Steal your girl, my crew some fucking bandits Could you imagine in a year all that my fucking band did? Fly Yo, if you want it bring your army Im sure they cant arm me Send your best to harm me Lyrical skill with more power than calibres spitting calmly Revolving promptly round Godly spirits Breaking false seeing mirrors Spearing ones not on top like the Pyramids sharp appearances Niggas is fearing the exterior to the interior Only in fear of the child cause yall styles are so inferior Sick like malaria, and my food for thought rap bacteria These motherfuckers is suckers screaming but we aint hearing em Tearing layers from natures creator Aint no debaters exchanging more modulators from vocal style obligators Hashing brown for that rolling paper Might just spray the vapor for these rapping respirators I leave on a respirator Originator for flaming the record like a filet in the oven Lay these tracks down like a filet in the oven 360 bubbling while ya brain busting Shit could never add up when my brain summons yall rap niggas to the Era chamber dungeon Whooooooooo!! Aye, aye, aye, check, check When I die Im prolly lit, I blame the ounce though Well thats cool, cos every body bag got a zip Its Nyck bitch dont doubt it Im lost until I found myself a route in my allowance, pounds upon you cowards Im a competitor, no, Im a come predator Run through by your spot until you never spot it anymore Never followed anymore, Twitter swallowed everyone Really man, you think you gets it popping on that cyber war? Profit is the object, we never style anymore Not a child anymore, Im wild you aint ready for the fouls Im exploiting Vials full of poison that Im leaking Better vaccinate your child fore I reach him Pledge to this flag, we dont know no allegiance Dog eat dog, lifes a fucking bitch with no leashes Everything is repetition for the last month I got offers, stayed cautious, still Caution Got offers, stayed cautious, still Caution Yes we can, can I kick it? Can I kick it? And Im gone, yeah I dont wanna be the one to hurt your day But you cant runaway, gonna see what was said at the lat Solely tuck on bag, for the head, still mercy, not gon lack Power lez, how I lack? Call for the feds but its not going to add 2 plates 2 place mats A hard and a light mass All the mathematics balanced A love, hey do a Lee Man it’s what’s to do with me Never skip the set to let my spirit free... Think thats gonna stop me? Fireball of energy so let them come gas me Its Corleone, $wank Rock, Corleone, check Go get that Thee Way I See It, thats the way I see it Gotta low sport charm, I Jordan so calm Im known to rock a Swank, they call me A la Juwon With a postmortem flow, gotta porsche motor flow This sour got horsepower, we zoomin through ya zone She got me screwed up, said Im a tool for nuttin She a sex machine fiend with a malfunction Actin out, frontin, said a nigga stuntin But I could a dump a new regulation like its nuttin I does it, mean I done did it, crushed it and killed it We pending out higher suppliers give me pot to skill it You a small fry, short but walk high We looking down at you niggas with a hawks eye Dragon niggas out the track when I talk fire The photo style, turn and roast yall Uh, we livin your dream and we up in ya region, my niggas be tryin to reach ya The reason niggas will never be iller because my niggas are the best Better get your feet wet Youre swimmin around when niggas be creepin Dangerously, dont play in the sea, its plain to see We take it so you die of thirst, you in a vacant seat Im too real, bringing truth to your make believe We too sick, its a dozen of us shitting nouns You should of known that a dime would have hold you down I faced half an ounce, but never see me stress Im old - Oh fuck you niggas Ok I really like that Its the super slackers The slutty slackers The slutty slackers slackers its the slutty sluggy slackers yo Its the slackers the slutty Ladi dadim Slacks like to party hard Hardly ever sober, rolled a fresh pack of Marleys God golly g, a Godly G I am, bitch respect it I get up in her ovaries, she ... when I ejected My words contraceptive, contact my dealer Contact detect microphone when I feel her Uh! A little threaten, my swank is my weapon I walk with it, verbally assault with it I spit like Poseidon, these flows you get lost in it Raw Which motherfucker tried to steal my flow? Eenie meenie miney mo? Step in, bust a swank through the front do Surprise! kicking niggas out the window Who want protest the real Don Gorgan, push it Pushin herb from Kingston out to Brooklyn Where niggas get took-en I see you shivering Check the flavor Swank Master is delivering Lyrical simile to stimulate your mind Hypnotize all you people when I hop on to the mic In fact we do this for boom bap rap To just keep yall niggas in check though To just keep yall niggas in check though To just keep yall niggas in check though To just keep yall niggas in check though Dirty want his money right now And his credit I deserve my respect for this shit that I imbedded I am better than them niggas who pretended that they them niggas Who be lying to them niggas who be buying they shit Fuck the government thats word to my brother man From the 5th Flo You wont get fed if your mouth is closed Thats something he told me The 47 Ogs running it low key Ha! Im still Dirty and Im still 7:30 My vision is still blurry so picture perfect aint really certain Blind bitch baby, does the cover match them curtains? Still couldnt block my shine Chakras divrine 33rd degree Fresh 47 embroidery Pro Era property, no loitering Cant say my whole teams eating yet But Im cooking up a mess Where syringes were pressed: dirty kitchen Im spillin all my kids on her dress, Started living what Im thinking Decider, we next stop Stop and then frisk Slaughtering pigs anybody can get it We shooting stars, now make a wish Im rocking skins like the skins we rocking Powerpuff smoking on that blossom Were running the game and this shit is exhausting But we dont give a fuck cause this shit is awesome 47 Sitting in my coffin, still contemplating jumping Steez told me how to function now we got them niggas bumping Please say something so we cant them start dumping Nah , we got them shooter but we rather be penman movers Moving by the pound Not a sound when we come around Why? Cause we move in silence All my niggas holding down 47 for the crown But yall already know, the Pros suppose to blow Swank on overlord for you poser Joes Jocking flows, someone send these sucker niggas out the do Please let them know they cant have nothing of what we coming for Edited etiquette, excellent at this rapping shit Percs and hallucinogen got me thinking where to begin The weed transcends to a darker place where kings live Let knowledge to the Ogs when a legend tell their stories Got damn what it seem Feel like its a dream Fuck reality my nigga we make it what it seems Waddup! Im from a place where youll catch a Pelé If you bust a slug, its no love, cops, robbers and thugs And the ultimatum is what the altar made them when you is young Cuz them Crips and Bloods made ya bust guns like, "Dog" Hold the heat down, my conduction on the street is but a small world Gotta eat now, live and direct God in the flesh, all I see is dollar signs and they in vests Black man hope, black, hold your chest She said nothing lasts forever, keep coming back hun Give me hot propulsion to 150 Suns The image of my mind bring the masterpieces Make hot feces, I like my plate how I feast it My theory is is E.M.V., word to my J My achilles is livin in the world where MCs is Mass affected, Poseidon of rap I can see it all happened with the raps I spawned Should of sinned but I guess yall walk, give me a glass for the mazel tov Give me a glass for that mazel tov And one balled too hard, such a star The energy I give off I run conEd Guess whos back again Im known to make a fucker lose oxygen Get sparked off in toxic drops of gin Wait, stop, drop it in, roll over Is what I told her, don’t play games, I can’t console her Hand it over to the God like a controller We overload her, she froze up, it was over The Pros expose her, her ex propose her They be like, "You aint that hot", I know But they still knock my door asking bout Jay Hova My witness, label me, not the Cohen I got the sickness, hit this, get fixed with the quickness, right Another J, J blow like dynamite The other day, I was poor, dine I might Had nothing but a empty appetite Now I live a crazy emcee rapper life Big tings ah gwan, top shotta Kill em every show, ranks up like Shabba Mr. Lover flow, hot off the top like lava though Im too hot, still skilling the pot Turn bass metals into gold They aint think alchemy before I go Yummy, let me wrap up my meat then explode Who am I? The fiery Pro

We broke, broke broke phi broke We aint got it Broke, broke, broke phi broke We aint got it Dont spend no money, aint got no clothes Aint got no cars, aint got no hoes We broke, broke, broke phi broke We aint got it Broke, broke, broke phi broke We aint got it Got no money We got no clothes Aint got no cars Cant get no hoes We broke, broke, broke, broke, broke Buncha niggas broke, broke, broke, broke, broke!

She walk into the court her knees buckle Saying for a man to survive he neednt hustle Seen and been through struggle her whole life Made a transition from being his ho to his wife Stifling, the night upend the ATF bust in Her daddy was a hustla, so she love them Looked at the jury how can they judge him, she screamed Before you lock my love away, before you lock my love away Before you lock my love away, before you lock my love away Please let me testify Fear in her chest her face in tears Had her mans back he was facing years In her name though the place was his They tryna take everything except the kids For years she been through stumbling fights While he tryna hustle that white Up all night wondering if hes alive Seeing him tried she bubbled inside and screamed Before you lock my love away, before you lock my love away Before you lock my love away, before you lock my love away Please let me testify The judge yelled for order the court Reporter making her words shorter His lawyer sat next to him She could see how the trial was affecting him It hurt for her eyes to connect with him Using her lies for protecting him They arrested him for murder and gun possession As they read back her confession, she screamed Before you lock my love away, before you lock my love away Before you lock my love away, before you lock my love away Please let me testify The court awaited as the foreman got the verdict from the bailiff Emotional outbursts tears and smeared makeup He stated, he was guilty on all charges Shes shaking looking like she took it the hardest A spin artist, she brought her face up laughing Thats when the prosecutor realized what happened All that speaking her mind, testifying and crying When this bitch did the crime, the queenpin Before you lock my love away, before you lock my love away Before you lock my love away, before you lock my love away Please let me testify You accuse me of a, you accuse me of a, you accuse Please let me testify, please let me testify

They say "Whats happenin?" We say the facts and if, they lie We comin back for them They might say, but they dont know! They dont know They say a nigga lost his mind But in the scheme of things I never lost a rhyme The thin line between love and hatred Im the black pill in the Matrix, the saturated life They say life is what you make it So I wait quick on a spaceship so I can take it As high as the stakes get when paper get low I be tellin Derick, "Tell Cara get us a show" Little Com, I make righteous bitches get low The richest man aint necessarily the nigga with dough They say "You ripped" "Wow..." Yea, thats what they say My niggas couldnt tell it was me, like Jamie in Ray Paintin a day, wit focused crime, broads, and good wine They say "Dope is sour so its homework and hood crimes" I stood mine, for forever and a day so goodbye They never could say - tell em, J They say "Whats happenin?" We say the facts and if, they lie We comin back for them They might say, but they dont know! They dont know-ow Ah, the sweet taste of victory Go head and breathe it in like antihistamine I know they sayin "Damn, Ye snapped with this beat!" Fuck you expect? Ive got a history Groupie love now, gotta be them wheels! Haters back down, gotta be that steel! I know they cant wait till ya outta ya deal! Look how they did DAngelo, ask him "How do it feel?" My best friends worry bout me Cause they know when you famous And you had made cash The media aims at us And you be up so high If you ever fall off, it feel like a plane crash But God dont ever give me nothin I cant handle So please dont ever give me records I cant sample So I could vacay where it aint no channels But its quite okay for a gangsta to wear sandals They say because of the fame and stardom Im somewhere in between the church and insane asylum I guess its messin with my health then And this verse so crazy when I finish Im just gon check myself in, again They say "Whats happenin?" We say the facts and if, they lie We comin back for them They might say, but they dont know! They dont know They say "Dude think he righteous" I write just to free minds, from Stony to Rikers Amongst the lifeless, in a world crazy as Mike is On my paper, whether its weed or Isis They say "life is a game," so I play hard Writin for my life cause Im scared of a day job They say "Sef kept the hood together" I tell the young, "We cant play the hood forever" Play my cards right, they say I went too left They showed me strange love, like I was Mr. F Played chess in this game of, pawns and knights Now I claim "King" like Don, or Frank White They say my life is comparable to Christ The way I sacrificed, and resurrected, twice They say "The crochet pants and the sweater was wack" Seen the corner, now they say "That niggas back," uh They say "Whats happenin?" We say the facts and if, they lie We comin back for them They might say, but they dont know! They dont know-ow

No child left behind No child left behind No child left behind No child left behind No child left behind Back again, I used my back against the wall Never called on yall, never count on yall Always count on God Back again, I used my back against the wall Never called on yall, never count on yall Always count on God Hes done miracles on me Hes done miracles on me Hes done miracles on me Hes done miracles on me Hes done miraclеs on me Hes done miraclеs on me

In the midst of negativity A positive sight can be blurred And the visions that we thought were good Seems to let evil occur While still possessing our human form We live life searching for greatness since the day we was born And as we bow our heads at night, rich, wealthy Or poor with dislike, we pray, asking for Forgiveness for our sinful ways With mind, body, spirit and faith, we pray Amen Yeah you like that right? I wrote it myself by the way Yo, Young, Jeezy, Jizzle, Snowman We gotta give the streets what they want, man Fuck the goddamn shit You gotta get it in, bruh, lets get it You like that, don’t ya? I wrote it myself, by the way And I don’t mean to be selfish, but I picture myself gettin paid And you might catch pneumonia, cause Im colder than a elf on a sleigh Uh, me and Pusha back on it, now everybody help us pray Lord forgive my sins and all my friends Dollars make sense, I’m tryin to get paid Tryna get saved? time to get paid Got a gun and a stockin mask, niggas thought I was tryna get waves I’ma let all yall niggas pray for it, my young niggas knockin off a K for it Sold my soul on the back end, only fuckin way I’ma pay for it Front that shit you put a flame on, my niggas locked in a cage for They keep tellin me to go hard, number one spot you was made for Yuugh! I made more, front of the grill, got a racehorse California Crayola red, "Glow In The Dark" like a Ye tour Fuck niggas steppin in my lane for, not knowin that it’s a landmine? Soon as a nigga feel a cool breeze, throw the top up like a gang sign Red or blue, Crip or Blood, solitaires, diamond studs Like chandeliers, I’ma flood, black Jesus piece like it’s dipped in mud Fashion gods, notice mine, rollerball spikes, I’m Pokémon Paris shit, Louboutin, under bright lights, where do you belong? Please Lord, yeah, it’s gettin realer everyday Niggas killin’, niggas starvin, ayy, cause they can’t find no yay See the first they roll around and their bills they cannot pay So some be trappin, some be dyin, bow our heads and let us pray Amen Amen, how many people do you know hatin’ On your downfall, sittin there, waitin’? When you shine, I dont know what they gon say then Everything I do now stadiums So tell me what they really gon’ say to him And I’m headed straight to the ATM Finna go HAM, nigga finna go in Nigga youll get it when pigs fly When Yeezy fake, Devil’s pie Piece of cake, Kit-Kat I need a break, God’s child Jesus Christ, club like a broken neck I need the ice, I need the lights, uhh In Egypt they fightin’ for freedom Cop pull you over, no reason, beat em Please Lord, yeah, it’s gettin realer everyday Niggas killin’, niggas starvin, ayy, cause they can’t find no yay See the first they roll around and their bills they cannot pay So some be trappin, some be dyin, bow our heads and let us pray Amen I got them units packed in that black van like the A-Team Even seen em come 2-tone like a Saleen Saleen, yeah that’s a Mustang Break ‘em down in the night, thats what I call hustlin They say they want that dumb shit, well, this is ignorant Condo on the timepiece, yeah, now thats ignorant They like, "Young, you a fool", yeah I coulda bought some real estate Instead I bought a half a block and tried to sew up half the streets I’m on 75-75, when they was going for the 25 Guess who’s pickin’ up a trey? Just an ordinary day With extraordinary pay, extraordinary risk Can’t even explain, got an extraordinary wrist I talk it cause I lived it man, this shit aint really nothin to me Tell ya like Sosa told Tony, “Dont you fuck with me” Please Lord, yeah, it’s gettin realer everyday Niggas killin’, niggas starvin, ayy, cause they can’t find no yay See the first they roll around and their bills they cannot pay So some be trappin, some be dyin, bow our heads and let us pray Amen Amen, amen, amen, amen Amen, amen, amen, amen Amen, amen, amen, amen

I say hey, sunshine Oh how the day can be so long I say hey, sunshine Oh how the day can be so long America, you need a miracle Beyond spiritual  I need a realer view I hold a mirror to it These ain’t new problems, they just old ways I see one time turn sunshine into Freddie Gray Just another nigga dead, just another nigga dead Send another to the FEDs, send another to the FEDs Not guilty, still I’m filthy In FOX eyes, we the dark side So they tell you lies Through a TV, C-N-B-C C-N-N, Don Lemon, no Kweli when you meet me In order to be me You gotta see what Chief Keef see Brenda’s baby next door to the candy lady  Same project as Candy Man where they still doing hand-in-hands Sunday to Sunday, pastor only want one day Grandma praying someday But God can’t hear it over gun play  Woo! Still a target, but the badge is the new noose Yeah, we all see it, but cellphones ain’t enough proof So we still lose I say hey, sunshine Oh how the day can be so long I say hey, sunshine Oh how the day can be so long I don’t got no march in me, I can’t turn the other cheek While they testing your patience, they just testing my reach Funeral flowers, every 28 hours Being laid over ours Sworn to protect and serve, but who really got the power? Looking over their allowances  Building prisons where the mountains is Laptops is for the county kids Metal detectors is where ours is They’ll never re-write this, like they re-wrote history The fact that the Statue of Liberty was black is a goddamn mystery And so it goes, every truth don’t get told All these cops get cleared, and lives are stole Every goose don’t lay gold whoa Just another nigga dead, just another nigga dead Send another to the FEDs, send another to the FEDs They call in the National Guard Public Enemy, I am Chuck D Flavor Flav in Louis V, but I’m Huey P Woo! The new elite, it’s either you or me Let the sunshine, cause their dark clouds try to ruin me It’s more and more and more than Baltimore From shore to shore, oh lord Patience torn, patience gone, oh lord I say hey, sunshine Oh how the day can be so long I say hey, sunshine Oh how the day can be so long

And even if she all about the money, I dont really care, care I got a lot of money, its enough of it that we can share, share And even if she all about the money, I dont really care, care I got a lot of money, its enough of it that we can share, share Court side at the Knick game, who the don? Plus I worked on your kick game, Louboutin Birkin bags made of python She a beautiful nightmare Turn the lights on, still my pride and joy So I could see that ass Word to Martin Louie the King, she free at last Word to my nigga Joe Crack, you let her hold some stacks Yeah, before we go to the club, she wanna go to Saks Still my pride and joy, joy, joy I let her get the gold card, Imma hold the black I let her get the black card, I couldnt hold her back Cause back in the backyard she used to hold the crack So I cut them other hoes off like the culdesac Huh, now what cold is that? I aint never felt a feelin like this, I need, some more You gon have to show me more Before you steal my pride and joy Whats goin on with me and you, is real, for sure But you gon have to show me more Before you steal my pride and joy Before you steal my pride and joy Yeah, uh, yeah, uhh I ate dinner after, share with another, yo She love women and she keeps it undercover, yo And I love women, so she brings them under covers, yo Fight then we fuck again, I swear I really love her though But youre still my pride and joy, and joy, and joy Dont wanna be a player, help her find another Joe Just to prove I love her, I use rubbers on my other hoes And if she ever find out itd be another blow And that only me that Imma have to hit another store Spend another knot, hit another lot Thats how you know if you are in love or not Bought her moms a whip on Mothers Day Now I gotta get her the same whip her mother got Pass the Nuvo Mach I aint never felt a feelin like this, I need, some more You gon have to show me more Before you steal my pride and joy Whats goin on with me and you, is real, for sure But you gon have to show me more Before you steal my pride and joy Before you steal my pride and joy And even if she all about the money, I dont really care, care I got a lot of money, its enough of it that we can share, share And even if she all about the money, I dont really care, care I got a lot of money, its enough of it that we can share, share And even if she all about the money, I dont really care, care I got a lot of money, its enough of it that we can share, share And even if she all about the money, I dont really care, care I got a lot of money, its enough of it that we can share, share And even if she all about the money, I dont really care, care I got a lot of money, its enough of it that we can share, share

Low-key Peter Parker flow Tell her bring some Ace of Spades no sparklers though Private flights no hassle I just park and go I’m the highlight like when markers glow Oooooh, look what you created Only got yourself to blame, I remember when you hated ooooh Now you tell me take my time How bout I just take your city make that muthaf-cker mine uh ha I’m a underground king ho, I sit tall, I swang low The game aint always fair and thats the thing though You can play your heart out everyone don’t get a ring though You are in the presence of a champion Bout to get a condo that I can fit your mansion in You always be calling her, she ain’t never answering You ain’t figured out I am the reason that she canceling I be at the parties where you stuck outside and can’t come in Call me Ron Burgundy yall the other anchormen Whats on the news trick, gossiping bout music Cause rumours I’m the new shit and guess what it’s true bitch We made it We made it We made it They hate it They hate it They hate it They hate it I feel like we made it But we aint made enough Its so amazing You woulda thought we made it up Man I was made to be greater Made for the grind Made for the lights Made for the shine Ay look, I need less friends more bread Less talk more head Used to ride escorts now I get escorted I’m just waiting on my cue dog no pledge Said she like all girls I turn that bitch co-ed Threw on my track team handed my baton to her Passed her blew her off, I chronic Veronica Who got up on my nerves so I had to platonic her No that aint my girl but every leader needs a Monica I’m the head of my estate aint that ironic huh I want the baddest chick to treat my stick like a thermometer Ohh, I’m who they going ape shit over I’m who your girlfriend acting like she aint shit over See broads over niggas but business over broads See business equals money and money’s over all I’m tryna move my momma from the ghettos to the meadows Well she can’t stay in that fucking hood forever, forever Was made for that Mick Jagger shit baggage check and a chick Fast girls, faster whip, big chains master shit Bitch I’m living everyday month yearly Yell until you muthfuckers hear me, we made it We made it We made it We made it They hate it They hate it They hate it They hate it