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Lyrics from Live Performance
Take what you want, take everything
Take what you want, take what you want
Better that I change my number so you cant explain
Violence in the night, violence in the night
Priors, priors, do you have any priors?
Well, that one time, Ill be honest, Ill be honest, we all liars, let it go
Ill be honest, we all liars
Ill be honest, we all liars
Im pulled over and I got priors
Guess we goin jail, guess whos goin to jail?
Guess whos goin to jail tonight?
Guеss whos goin to jail tonight?
Guess whos goin to jail tonight?
God gon post my bail tonight
Dont you curse at me on tеxt, why you tryna hit the flex?
I hold up, like, "What?" I scroll, I scroll up like, "Next"
Guess whos getting exed? Like, next
Guess whos getting exed
You made a choice thats yo bad, single life aint so bad
But we aint finna go there, somethings off, Ill tell you why
Guess whos goin to jail tonight
Wanna play? Play in the cell, yeah
I could scream and shout, let it out
Ill be honest, we all liars
Ill be honest, we all liars
Im pulled over and I got priors
Guess we goin jail, guess whos goin to jail?
Guess whos goin to jail tonight?
Guess whos goin to jail tonight?
Guess whos goin to jail tonight?
God gon post my bail tonight
God in my cells, thats my celly
Made in the image of God, thats a selfie
Pray five times a day, so many felonies
Who gon post my bail? Lord, help me
Hol up, Donda, Im with your baby when I touch back road
Told him, "Stop all of that red cap, we goin home"
Not me with all of these sins, casting stones
This might be the return of The Throne
Hova and Yeezus, like Moses and Jesus
You are not in control of my thesis
You already know what I think bout think pieces
Before you ask he already told you who he think he is
Dont try to jail my thoughts and think pre-cents
I cant be controlled, reprogrammed, and preset
Reset
On my cell, in my cell tonight
Dont have to see you to touch you, this is what braille look like
Its on sight, woo, woo, woo
If they take me to jail, call my girl, tell her send my mail
We know what Hell look like, still its a hell of a life, yikes
Guess whos goin to jail tonight?
Guess whos goin to jail tonight?
Guess whos goin to jail tonight?
God gon post my bail tonight |
When I came up had to show my ass, yeah
Clothes tight, clothes tight, hoes tight, hold tight
Hold tight, hold tight
Hold tight, hold tight
Hold tight, hold tight
Hold tight, hold tight
And I just figured out the whole time
Uh, I was actin like Im white
When I came up, had to show my ass, yeah, thats the black side
I was trappin out the bando, nosy ass neighbors uptight
When I come around, when I come around, niggas dont act right
Im yellin out, "Please dont come with that fake shit," screamin it all night
What the fuck did you say? What the fuck did you say?
Im on my Wraith shit, Im on my, Im on my Wraith shit
Get the fuck out my face, get out of my way
Im on my Wraith shit, I fell in love with all races
When youre aiming for something I tell em
Hold tight, hold tight, hold tight
When youre aiming for something I tell em
Hold tight, hold tight, hold tight
When youre aiming for something I tell em
Hold tight, see that melody right there? Thats why Im me
When youre aiming for something I tell em
I be actin like Im white
Fuckin white bitches, black and white dick
like we dont tiki talk shit, bossed up
100 bump, I do that shit all night
Sniff a line
I be sniffing Miley Cyrus with Miley Cyrus
In a bathroom with my thumb in her ass
Now Im actin like Im white
You stayed 3 exes up and you never came to see me in my own room
You the only good enough for the mountain
Only good as the people you got around you
This is all associations around you
I only got but never doubt you
Forgive me if I ever doubted you
Forgive me if I ever doubted you
Forgive me if I ever doubted you
Forgive me if I ever doubted you
Forgive me if I ever doubted you
Please forgive me if I ever doubted you
Forgive me if I ever doubted you
Please forgive me if I ever doubted you
Forgive me if I ever doubted you
Please forgive me if I ever doubted you
Forgive me if I ever doubted you
Ayy, cause Im actin like Im white
Dont make me show my ass, thats the black side
Yeah, Im actin like Im white
Dont make me show my ass, thats the black side
Cause Im actin like Im white
Dont make me show my ass, thats the black side
Yeah, Im actin like Im white
Dont make me show my ass, thats the black side
Im chillin, pourin up until I cant feel my anger
Blessed my nigga Yeezy with a banger
I was sharin all my thoughts with a stranger
Wrestle this bitch like Kurt, no Angle
I can see them diamonds drippin off me like a sink
Act inside a pineapple mango
She been in the with no angle
Whoop, Im adios, as-salamu alaykum
I just want a round house, we gon have em bleedin
Nah, I aint green, sharin is carin, bae, I be just feedin
Coca Cola shape, I dont want to fuck it bae, I just want see it
Lil nigga late, I been done did but you just aint see it
Wait, lil nigga, I can afford it
I just was broke with no shawty
I just found out its important
To take off the factories and put on some Forgies
I got six rings, Im just lordin
I used to be broke and so boring
I came out that swamp, cant ignore it
Now all my pockets is on Norbit
They mad cause we grinded up from the top
I was on the block, no guap, runnin from cops
They talk about me, they wanted to see the album flop
And we will never stop, the game on Buscemi lock
I do wrong and do right, forgive me for not livin right
Sippin on Bud, like givin you advice Im actin white
Mansion on acres, my white friends I only invite
Even when Im wrong, it feel like a nigga right
Dr. King sacrificed his life
Because they didnt treat us right
Dont call a young nigga racist because my best friend white
Yeah, my best friends white , white
I was actin like Im white
Diamonds shinin off the lights
Pain came with the limelight
Feds put me in the spotlight
Mama told me that these bitches aint never gon count
Cut you off, dont wanna talk, Ima see you around
This is the way that we kick it
200 thou in my kitchen
Bad bitches in the facility
I put my hoe on a mission
Yall niggas better hold tight
I gave 200 to Jews, told em make it right
They mad, we blew up like dynamite
I can see everythin like a satellite |
Lyrics from Snippet
Where Im from, I know people just do
We dont try
We dont even stop speak, no lies
We coupe, on the troop, my eyes
The truth is not in the words, its in my eyes
The truth is not in the words, its in my eyes
The truth is not in the words
The truth... |
Im known for running my mouth
I will not be accountable for what comes out, uh
I dunno, I might have said it
I was kinda gone and light-headed
And my jacket kinda fresh, bright red
And as usual, my pants tight-threaded
It seem like everybody dress tight now
And I just want my credit
Dont get it, twisted, or dreaded
I am the king and will not be headed
To the morgue no time soon, brethren
Being broke made my head hurt
So I need the bread or an Excedrin
Thatll only get my engine revving
While yall on 10, Im on 11
Imma make the news, be on at 7
Matter fact, Im on this very second
Im in first and yall in second
And this verse only add to the freshness
Call to the club, tell them add to the guest list
What you think? Way more bitches?
I can never be too big for my britches
Yall motherfuckers know who this is
Im gifted
Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas
Im armed with pens, Ive got my rhymes
Whatever comes, I write it down
So knock me out and shoot me down
With mics in hand, well stand against the test of time
You dont know my mind
Like Ive said a thousand times
I gotta stay ahead
Know what Im fighting for
Ill leave you to your talk
Never seen my kind before
And youre all so thick-headed
Follow and I know I let it
Part of me wont let me quit
Wont let me just not say shit
So much is there to be bored with
Cant be still, I cant afford it
Try to hold it in, but it makes me sick
So I spit it up, say to hell with it
I dream it and I build it tall
Make a way for when you fall
Im armed with pens, Ive got my rhymes
Whatever comes, I write it down
So knock me out and shoot me down
With mics in hand, well stand against the test of time
Im armed with pens, Ive got my rhymes
Whatever comes, I write it down
So knock me out and shoot me down
With mics in hand, well stand against the
Im armed with pens, Ive got my rhymes
Whatever comes, I write it down
So knock me out and shoot me down
With mics in hand, well stand against the test of time |
I seen you jockin Jay-Z cause he got a Mercedes
And you know about his ladies
I seen you jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin
Jockin Jay-Z , jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin
Jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin
Jockin-j-jockin-jockin
I seen you jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin
Jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin
Jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin
Jockin-j-jockin-jockin
Whose house? Hov, no doubt
Bout the only rapper still getting money in the drought
I moves out, in the global, Im a mogul
Fifty thousand feet in the air and Im still on my mobile
Fuck talking bout the recession, the shits depressing
I rock with Obama but I aint no politician
And I chill with the thugs and the gangsters too
I aint a blood but Im warring with the boys in blue
Crooked officer, crooked officer!
Why you wanna see me in a coffin, sir?
Is it against the law, the way Im flossin, sir?
Benzes, Rolls Royces, and Porsches, ugh!
Haters like, "Hov, why you still talkin money shit?"
... Cause I like money, bitch!
I like fly shit, you like gossip
I let you do you! Why you riding my tip?
I seen you jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin
Jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin
Jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin
Jockin-j-jockin-jockin
I seen you jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin
Jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin
Jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin
Jockin-j-jockin-jockin
That bloke from Oasis said I couldnt play guitar
Somebody shoulda told him Im a fucking rockstar
To-day is gonna be the day
That Im gonna throw it back to you!
Im living life as a rocker, Im like Pimp C, partna
Coming down in Mercedes, peeling off on the boppers
Worldwide show, Im coming down in a chopper
Hundred eighty thou, screamin "Hov!" with the Roc up
Its too easy!
I got ladies on shoulders, showing me they chi-chis
I met honey at the show last year
And now Im acting brand new like a world premiere
Yeah, I know life aint fair
But chill, baby girl, my girl is here
I got models in the mosh pit
Dancing off-beat, but they know the words to my shit!
I seen you jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin
Jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin
Jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin
Jockin-j-jockin-jockin
I seen you jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin
Jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin
Jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin
Jockin-j-jockin-jockin
You aint gotta jock Jay-Z, jock fly shit
You aint gotta jock me, homie; jock my chick
Jock her Zanottis; she body you with the fit
No, thats not Pilates; her bodys just thick
You aint gotta jock her, nigga; jock my clique
Jock the dope boys cause we all tossed bricks
Federales jock me while Im crossing the bridge
Click, click! Take a portrait of this
I aint no pretty boy; I got a gorgeous wrist
Cut handsome checks and my flows pretty... sick
Im so ghetto chic
Im where the hood and high fashion meet
Ooh-wee, Im like the camouflauge Louis
How you niggas want it? The tux or the toolie?
Haters, I aint mad at you
If I wasnt me Id probably jock me too!
I seen you jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin
Jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin
Jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin
Jockin-j-jockin-jockin
I seen you jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin
Jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin
Jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin
Jockin-j-jockin-jockin, jockin-j-jockin-jockin |
Who can I make that them better right now?
Who, oh I know thatll make it better right now?
Who do I know thatll make em better right now?
Who do you know?
I just wanna feel liberated I, I, I
I just wanna feel liberated I, I, I
If I ever instigated I, I
Tell me who will never related, I
Annie, are you okay? Ooh, yeah
Annie, are you okay? Ooh, yeah
Do you like foreplay? Ooh, yeah
Do you go both ways? I really need confirmation
Your love is abomination, fucking you is like a bomb of nations
Area 51 in that pussy, ah
The president bout to cum in that pussy, ah
I got mind control, I got dick control
I reel em in for the fishing pole
I love legs like Robyn Fenty
Stretch them shits like limo Bentleys
Catch them tits with an open mouth
The interview up outta that Oprah house
You know I love it when its pokin out
You know Im thuggin even in the drought, you know him
I fuck around and crash a brand new Bugatti
In the mothafuckin lobby so you know Im in the building
Wont you kiss it, baby? Take a picture
I, I, I, I, Im killin em
Illuminati want my money and my body
Even Donny rollin by me, looking aggravated that I made it
Fuck you and your mama, nigga
I, I, I, I, I see the bitch in them, I got the Benjamin
I got the dividend, Im on my toes like Serena at the Wimbledon
Pie à la mode on a Monday for my woman-friend
Im in the mode of a mortal man
Im living in the orbit of deliverin
Sex in a cathedral, empty, Grand Marnier that I reload, ten Gs
In the hallway, she a Leo, Im a Gemini
Give me mine, genocide, kill em all, thirty times
Who can I make that them better right now?
Who, oh I know thatll make it better right now?
Who do I know thatll make em better right now?
Who do you know?
I just wanna feel liberated I, I, I
I just wanna feel liberated I, I, I
If I ever instigated I, I
Tell me who will never related, I
Why I fucked you this evening
At Southside, live for these things
By the way, how you feelin, forgot
I dont give a fuck about your family and that, oh
Back it up, back it up, oh oh
Back it up, back it up, oh oh
Back it up, back it up, oh oh
Back it up, yeah |
Ooh, I promise not to do it again
I promise not to do it
You cant say I dont love you
Just because I cheat on you
Cause you cant see all I do
To keep you from knowing the things I do
Like erase my phone
And keep it out of town
I keep it strapped up when I sleep around
Well I should have known one day youd find out
But you cant go and leave me now
You know that I love you
Theres no one above you
I said it the last time
But this is the last time
Dont make me over
Cause I can be faithful
Baby youre my number one
Youre my number one
Now who is she?
Whats her name?
You dont need to know about everything
We fight about this
We fight about that
You hang up the phone and call me right back
Well Ill never be something Im not
Please dont throw away what weve got
Cause weve been together for way too long
I was playing around but Im coming home
You know that I love you
Theres no one above you
I said it the last time
But this is the last time
Dont make me over
Cause I can be faithful
Baby youre my number one
Youre my number one
I keep you laced up so you aint gotta borrow nothing
From them broke ass friends who be bargain hunting
They say they shop on eBay – baby why is they frontin?
They be on the internet but they never cop nothin
I keep you in Girl what is those on your toes?
And your neck staying froze off that rose colored gold
I suppose you was told by them hoes I was cheatin
Thinkin my heart dont got nothing to do with my penis
He got a mind of his own and he just be seeing shit
And I dont wanna cheat but I dont be saying shit
I try to jack off he ask me who is you playin wit?
But I know he love you he told me you was his favorite
You know that I love you
Theres no one above you
I said it the last time
But this is the last time
Dont make me over
Cause I can be faithful
Baby youre my number one
Youre my number one
Youre making it hard for me
Youre messing up everything
You tell me I gotta leave
Say we over
You saw that she came over
Came in the Range Rover
Left with a hangover
Say we over
I promise I wont cheat
I promise I wont lie
I promise Ill act right
Say we over
You cant tell me
I cant have you
I cant have that
We aint over |
La, la, la, la, la
And everybody say, say
La, la, la, la, la
I know you—I know you—
I know you thinking, thinking that it must be
Armor-All flow cause it never get rusty
I aint gotta say it, man, dog, trust me
Bust somebody head, GLC, where was we?
Still rock the Prada—fore that, rock the Starter
Niggas had the Georgetown, the Magic way harder
Thinking back to the projects, and they way they tore em all up
Like when I do a project, and come back and tear the mall up
We coming from the Southside, Southside
Southside, Southside
Southside, Southside
Southside, side of the Chi
The broads, the cars, the half-moons, the stars
Im like Jeff Fort the way I get behind bars
Burn CDs with no regard for the stars
Come to the crib with conflict diamonds and they ours
Back in 94, they called me Chi-towns Nas
Now, them niggas know Im one of Chi-towns gods
We eating, Joe, you still talking no carbs
A conscious nigga with mack, like Steve Jobs
We coming from the Southside, Southside
Southside, Southside
Southside, Southside
Southside, side of the Chi
Your fly is open, McFly
The crowd is open, I think I know why
Im back from the future, seen it with my own eyes
And, yep! Im still the future of the Chi
Back in college, I had to get my back up off the futon
I knew that I couldnt cop a coupe with no coupons
Look at that Neutron on his green like croutons
People asking him, "Do you have any Grey Poupon?"
We coming from the Southside, Southside
Southside, Southside
Southside, Southside
Southside, side of the Chi
You in the building, but the buildings falling
You wouldnt be balling if your name was Spalding
My mind get flooded, I think about New Orleans
Bout to school yall niggas; you should call him August
Im the sun that goes down, but Im still revolving
Southside, w—w—walk it out, while still, youre crawling
If rap was Harlem, Id be James Baldwin
With money in the bank like G. Rap, were calling
We coming from the Southside, Southside
Southside, Southside
Southside, Southside
South side of the Chi
With niggas masked up like Phantom of the Opera
Dreaming of the day they push a phantom to the operas
Cant wait til they say, "Ye ran up at the Oscars"
"Papa, I heard his life is like a movie"
Like when Em played him and Mekhi played a rasta
Mexicans gon love it like it was for La Raza
But this is for the mobsters, holla
We some true Chi-town legends; accept no imposters
We coming from the Southside, Southside
Southside, Southside
Southside, Southside
Southside, side of the Chi
The un-American idol, tower like the Eiffel
Lean with it, rock with it, Black like the Disciples
Know when to use a bible and when to use a rifle
You rap like you should be on the back of a motorcycle
Caught a case of robbery, and beat it like Michael
Your career is a typo; mine was written like a haiku
I write to do the right things, like Spike do
Through conflicts thats Crucial and drama thats Psycho
We coming from the Southside, Southside
Southside, Southside
Southside, Southside
South side of the Chi
La-la-la-la-la, la
La, la-la-la-la-la, la
La, la-la-la-la-la, la
La, la-la-la-la-la, la
We’re coming from the—Hey
Have to spice it up
You might have to spice it up
Spice it up, spice it up
Take your life and
Yo, ugh, ayy
We’re coming from the—Hey
We’re coming from the—hey
And this concludes our Chicago show. Please stay tuned.
Roughneck, whats up babe-ooh? This your man, Its Real, a.k.a. Pharaoh. Captain Jack Sparrow. Just pulled up on the internet. Ooh, I see yall in the mirror. Washing off your face! This that shit. Thats what Im talking bout, son. Just getting rap! Word up! What Im saying, where the rock is, rght? I need some of that, son. Thats that inspiration. I love you to death, bro-dog |
Ball so hard, muthafuckas wanna fine me
These niggas can’t find me, cause I’m probably in the air
Cuttin’ through the clouds in a Lear G-5′in
Bitch nigga, we mobbin’
Rich nigga, we buyin’, any bitch we wanna
And it go ‘room when I hit that corner in a batmobile
Strapped for real, bullets hit ya head, make ya head go still
Niggas always ask why you rap so real
Cause I be in the trap sellin’ crack on pills
Got them racks on ill, money so sick
I don’t give a fuck who you run and go get
Ross bought a boat cause I wanna go fish
With his all yellow Rollie got these niggas so pissed
Shittin’ on these niggas where my toilet
Jordan’s, you aint never seen ‘em cause I’m ballin’
Boy the shit Im spitting be so retarded
Cause I don’t even write I’m just recording
Got an AP, Rolex, Cartier to the Hublot
I aint even have to hit the bank
I bought this shit from a few shows, with a new ho in my view so
Beautiful, I see a few hoes
Anchorman, that forecast
I say it’s coming and they move the snow
Ha, got a young bitch look like Nicki tho
I said could ya keep a secret just like Vicki tho
I let her sip Ciroc and hit the sticky tho
Told her she can kiss my neck but just don’t give me no hickies ho
Cause my baby momma be trippin’
All these wheels I be whippin’
All this paper I be gettin’
I be dunkin on ‘em: Blake Griffin
Nigga, I got now, you got no!
No W’s for the loser’s tho
All this ice like a jewelry show
Ride through slow like a funeral
Look at my neck, take a look at my wrist
Look at my pockets, take a look at my bitch
Let me take ‘em way back
Thinkin like ’86, all eyes on me
When I step up in the club Im feelin’ like Rich
Porter that is, I slaughter that bitch
Don’t touch that work, I order that shit
I wouldn’t give a damn, what corner that is
If they cop that work, Im goin’ to that bitch
Wit’ a whole sack, no rap, weed, pills, dope, crack
Drop it right on ‘em like "hold that"
Feds takin’ pictures like Kodak
Tappin’ my phone, watching my home
They watchin’ me and I’m watching the throne?
She suckin’ me and I’m watching the dome
Perc in my system and I’m in the zone, yeah, I’m gettin’ gone
Phantom, Ghost, like Im chasin Pacman
All this money on my mind, you see it in my catscan
Nigga |
Uh, I spit that R.O.C., nothing but crack, bitch
Get my cleats cause Im running this rap shit
Yall know me, this aint nothing but practice
Im running the streets and Im running this rap shit
I got bars, OD, I been running this rap shit
I run this bitch like Im Lamar Jackson, uh
Takeover, the breaks over
Hit yo brakes cause the race over, Im the case closer
Bust yo whole fucking face open, thats a makeover
Lean make every soda grape soda, purple taste golden
Make me have my skaters skate over to your place soldier
You a play soldier, you a snakе, you a fake cobra
You aint safe, have thе safe open, I need payola
On yo knees, nigga where the keys? Im like Beethoven
Its like bringing a knife to a gunfight, a pen to a test
I bring the night to his sunlight and zen to her stress
I bring the gun to a fist fight, the dick to her breast
She want the cum on her tongue like its mint to her breath
This is grown man BI, R.I.P B.I
Nigga, you might be a CI, talkin to the FBI
Big beast to the east-side, now shes on my G5
Fuck on her to some C5, cut on Funeral and she die
Your reach aint long enough, yo peeps aint strong enough
Yo beach aint warm enough
You aint been in the throne
Cause the seat aint warm enough
And nigga, Im the only one
I got the crown on, Im the goat and you the pony, son
Dont let me do it to him Dunie cause I overdo it
The choppa was too big for me, had to grow into it
His stylist split his wig for me if I told her do it
We hit his crib and broke into it, if its smoke, we blew it
We dont believe you, you need more people
Aint shit sweet, boy, you need more Equal
You aint runnin shit boy feed your Ezekiel
All my niggas rich boy, clean no illegal
Dont let em gas you, like Tunechi reading Thrasher
He wont thrash you cause Ill be glad to split your apple, I had to
Stab you, chop you up in the bathroom so casual
Then drop you off in front of a chapel with candles
Detach you, body from soul
Anita Baker body and soul, come out of my soul
I made a way to the rockiest roads and highway patrol
Full speed ahead clean the bread from the sloppiest joes
I got it in the hot and the cold, the mud in the rain
I stomach the pain, got more bloods than the blood in my veins
Im huntin the game, you guys aint fuckin with Wayne
Ask your vibe cause she fuckin Lil Wayne, yeah
Nigga, yall know me, this aint nothin but practice
OG, I been sonnin these bastards
Double R, no key, got a button for that shit
And if yall dont see, then Im comin with graphics
Nigga, war no peace, and Im comin with caskets
Screamin RIP to everyone in this rap shit
Nigga, yall so sweet and Im nothing but nasty
And Im runnin this rap shit, nigga, Lamar Jackson, No Ceilings
This is No Ceilings 3
Thats right, Lil Wayne
And be ready for I Am Not A Human Being 3
The album coming 2021
Another one |
Yeah, DJ Clue, Desert Storm, the Roc
This shit right here, the Roc army
Dame Dash presents the Dream Team, niggas
Word
Sup yall?
Yo, this is Dame Dash, the CEO
Here to welcome yall to the Dream Team
What, yall niggas thought I was gonna rap? Never
Im just a little mad at niggas comin at my neck like my team aint the best in the world
You know what Im sayin?
Like we aint got Beans, Cam, Jay, Bleek, Freeway
We are the champions, my friend
And well keep on fighting to the end
We are the champions, we are the champions
No time for losers cause we are the champions
Of the world
God damn, Kanye
I bet niggas didnt know you could rap huh?
Thats my motherfucking producer, this the producer on the Roc
He rap better than most rappers!
Well Dame, if these niggas thought about they self for a change
Then maybe they can finally figure out how to get they self some change
I done seen jealousy make niggas do t-terrible things
Howd that song go I did with Hov? Oh yeah, shitll never change
Thats your worry, though, we are the champions
Spend a lot of time in Hampt-i-ons, do a lot of beats you cant be on
Damn, all these fans cant be wrong, damn, B.I.G., you cant be gone
Make those beats thugs wanna rock , make a nigga feel just like Pac
Make it street, but it just might pop, make it straight to the mountain top
Had the Chi on lock when they finally heard I signed with Roc
Came in the game, changed it again, changed everything, yeah
If you feeling this here, throw your fucking hands in the air
Its the Roc-a-Fella label, baby, fuck them other labels, baby
And we been ducking shots from all them haters lately
We getting paper, baby, them others trying to keep up
We on top, so I guess we they saviors, nope
We labeled as the Roc-A-Fellas, Jacob, watchs colors
Everywhere, hell yeah, test us and the gauges blow
Fuck they hatin for? Dont make me pop a fella
Roc-A-Fella stop a fella, could get hot for fellas, Sig
Dont make me chop up fellas, have to call a cop for fellas
Or the helicopter fellas, nigga
Im a Roc-A-Fella
What, nigga? for Roc-A-Fella, shit, I will rock a fella
Goddamn, Beans, I got this, let me talk my shit one time
No, we the illest niggas, realest, I will kill these niggas
Now thats what the fuck Im talking bout
And you wonder why Im proud of my family?
And you wonder why I aint gotta rap?
I got niggas thatll assassinate you, B, lyrically
Really shut you the fuck down, dont get your career ended
Leave us the fuck alone, let us rock
We are RocHeusen, were the R-O-C , holla
This is just fate, how I would sit on a crate
Listen to tapes, every day a frisk was at stake
Jakes cuffs, wrists getting raped, my mission was straight, to
Visit them states near them great Michigan lakes
And fuck a bathroom, I pissed on the gate
Flipped the bird at em, flip a bird, switch up my plates
I got plans that was better than jail
Now look, we like Bird, Parish, Kevin McHale
Scott, Worthy, Jabbar and Magic, oh my God, its magic
Isaiah, Dumars, I will carve your casket
Phil, Scottie and Mike, Phil, Shaq and Kobe
My gats will detach you, homie
And Im friends with thugs, I sell endless drugs
For the Roc Fam, dawg, I extend my love
Jay, Bleek, beef, Ill be crossing the bridge
Tossing they wigs, make corpse of they kids
Free, O, Sparks, and Mack Mittens
Im 95 South, no doubt, MAC clip in
I stack chips and Im Saks Fifth-in
Louis Vuitton loafers, hat dripping
I go retrieve a duck, tell her proceed and suck
I dont just beat my cases, I beat em up
My lawyer eat em up, put bars behind me
Im glad they didnt stop that car behind me, shit
It had three felons, gun shooters, no
50 cal. A.C.P., Bazooka Joe
Dont be stupid, though, I get scrilla, man
Im for realer, man, yeah, its Killa Cam, uh, Dipset, bitch
We are the champions, my friend
And well keep on fighting to the end
We are the champions, we are the champions
No time for losers cause we are the champions
Of the world
What, yall thought I was finished?
Im not, I just recruited somebody new
Im like the George Steinbrenner of this shit
I mean Im rich like him, holla
Everybodys swarming, oh my God
Its the newest power forward of the squad
A legacy like Jordan with the mob
That be known for breaking motherfuckers off
Put Roc-A-Fella on my pinky ring
Fuck a battle, nigga, Ima get them thangs
Rollin with them Lords and them folks up out the Chi
Twista gon make em spit the game
I represent the mob to the fullest
You dont want it with that boy thats known to pull it
With Kanye on the track of the Dream Team
Im finna be the shit no matter which way you put it
They blessed a nigga in, now Im fin to go into a zone
Taking it to some motherfuckers domes
Cause its on, I will rock until Im gone
Filling my body with lead, clutching chrome
Take it to your gut, take it to your chest
I be more provoking when Im smoking sess
And we getting stronger, hope you got a vest
Already got them MACs, already got them TECs
Served a few dimes, Beans got pearl
Legendary, we on top of the world
How could you haters think we can be done?
Hold it down because we are champions
We are the champions, my friend
And well keep on fighting to the end
We are the champions, we are the champions
No time for losers cause we are the champions
Of the world
Dame Dash presents the Dream Team |
That new Rihanna in the front
Bitches in the back they dont like me though
Why? I can tell you bout stupid hoes
Why? I bet she dont act stupid though
Cuz I cut a bitch
I fuck a bitch, go and find another bitch
And I never trust a bitch
You done touched a nigga 30 times
On some baby mother shit
Talkin bout you celibate
But you still suckin dick
This that half a brick, quarter brick
Aye, come and place your order bitch
More of that gutter shit
New Rihanna in the front
Bitches in the back, she dont like me though
Why? I dont know, she might be broke
Why? I can tell you bout stupid hoes
Why? I bet she dont act stupid though
She know that I have sex with em
If you tryin get lit then go ahead light it ho
What you bitches fightin for?
Nah, I cant even that’s why you cant sit with us
You need to just sit your ass down
I heard you fucked that nigga well I fucked that nigga too
And they probably didnt tell you that’s what suckers niggas do
And if he had a chance with me he would have never fucked with you
Cause that New Rihanna in the front
Bitches in the back, they dont like me though
Why? Side piece bout to let wifey know
Why? Thirsty hoes is tryin get chose
Why? I bet she dont act stupid though
Cut that bitch in the bathroom
Cut that bitch in the bathroom
I cut that bitch in the bathroom
I cut that bitch in the bathroom
I bet you need to quit playin, quit playin with me bro
Got a nigga fucked up up in here
You know Im sayin?
A bitch say she dont like me, you ask her why, she go
“I dont know,” just like some shit stupid bitches say
KnowImsayin? |
Man I can understand how it might be
Kinda hard to love a girl like me
I dont blame you much for wanting to be free
I just wanted you to know
For all my Southside niggas that know me best
I feel like me and Taylor might still have sex
Why? I made that bitch famous
I made that bitch famous
For all the girls that got dick from Kanye West
If you see em in the streets give em Kanyes best
Why? They mad they aint famous
They mad theyre still nameless
Her man in the store tryna try his best
But he just cant seem to get Kanye fresh
But we still hood famous
Yeah we still hood famous
I just wanted you to know
I loved you better than your own kin did
From the very start
I dont blame you much for wanting to be free
I just wanted you to know
Good God
Midwest coast back nigga
And dont say nigga unless of course you black nigga
Free country they say that shit in Tennessee
Cause I got all they white daughters drinking Hennessy
Ima go to Sals, put some niggas on a wall
I might go to Oz take some niggas off the wall
Got the key to the city, the streets on lock
Tryna take em to the top, they say Chano so involved
I know
King Dolo, 3rd, even the group solo
Its been that way since my shirt had 2 polos
We the kids they keep in the back
Im in love with my city, bitch I sleep in my hat
Im a free agent, go and do the math
Underdog of underground, Tubman with the path
They askin bout the help and all I do is laugh
I say God my only boss, even Moses had a staff
Bam bam, bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
ey what a bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
Bam bam eh
Bam bam, bam bam
Bam bam, bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
ey what a bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
Bam bam
Bam bam, bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
ey what a bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
Bam bam, bam bam
Bam bam, bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
ey what a bam bam
Bam bam, bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
I just wanted you to know
I loved you better than your own kin did
From the very start
I dont blame you much for wanting to be free
I just wanted you to know |
Fall down, fall down, Lord, please
Let it , fall down, fall, Lord, please
Fall down, fall down, Lord, please
Let it , fall down, fall, Lord, please
Sometimes its soft as a misting rain
That gently touches our souls
It cools the fire that burns in us
And we simply lose control
So just rain down, Lord, Lord, please
Let your love fall like rain
Just rain, Lord, please
Just rain down, Lord, Lord, please
Let your love just shower us
Just rain, Lord, please
Sometimes its soft as a misting rain
That gently touches our souls
It cools the fire that burns in us
And we simply lose control
So just rain down, Lord, Lord, please
Let your love fall like rain
Just rain, Lord, please
Just rain down, Lord, Lord, please
Let your love just shower us
Just rain, Lord, please
Rain, rain, Lord, please
Rain, rain, Lord, please
Rain, rain, Lord, please
Rain, rain, Lord, please
Rain, rain, Lord, please
Rain, rain, Lord, please
Rain, rain, Lord, please
Rain, rain, Lord, please
Rain, rain, Lord, please
Rain, rain, Lord, please
Rain, Lord, please
Rain, rain, Lord, please
Rain, rain, Lord, please
Rain, rain, Lord, please
Rain, rain, Lord, please
Rain, rain, Lord, please
Rain, rain, Lord, please
Rain, Lord, please
Rain, rain, Lord, please
Rain, rain, Lord, please
Rain, rain, Lord, please
Rain, rain, Lord, please
Rain, rain, Lord, please
Rain, rain, Lord, please
Rain, Lord, please
Sometimes its soft as a misting rain |
Now you know you gotta turn this super loud
Cmon now, lets go, uh
Let me hear you say
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, uh, let me hear you say
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I know youre wondering, how is Kanye spittin so hot?
Cause I listen to the Roc and I listen and watch
And the first thing I copped was a glistening watch
Off that Blueprint money, yeah, I know Im a dummy
But what Im supposed to tell a girl in the club
While that ass is getting feeled on
What, I bought a couple build-ons?
Seems like I got more brain off my fake chain than my real one
Cause on the real, son
If a girl think you broke, she just wanna fuck and smoke
If you paid then shes thinking bout her children, feel him?
Probably not though, less you got dough, you know what I mean
You would think the grass greener when you finally get green
Let me hear you say
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, okay
Man, I promise, shes so self conscious
She has no idea what shes doing in college
That major that she majored in dont make no money
But she wont drop out, her parents will look at her funny
Now, tell me that aint insecure
The concept of school seems so secure
Sophomore three years, aint picked a career
She like, "Fuck it, Ill just stay down here and do hair"
Cause thats enough money to buy her a few pairs of new Airs
Cause her baby daddy dont really care
Shes so precious with the peer pressure
Couldnt afford a car so she named her daughter Alexis
She had hair so long that it looked like weave
Then she cut it all off, now she look like Eve
And she be dealing with some issues that you cant believe
Single black female addicted to retail and
Let me hear you say
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, okay
Man, I promise, Im so self conscious
Thats why you always see me with at least one of my watches
Rollies and Pashas done drove me crazy
I cant even pronounce nothing, pass that Versace!
Then I spent 400 bucks on this
Just to be like, "Nigga, you aint up on this!"
And I refuse go to the grocery store
Without some ones thats clean and a shirt with a team
It seems we living the American dream
But the people highest up got the lowest self esteem
The prettiest people do the ugliest things
For the road to riches and diamond rings
We shine because they hate us, floss cause they degrade us
We tryna buy back our forty acres
And for that paper, look how low we astoop
Even if you in a Benz, you still a nigga in a Coupe
Let me hear you say
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, okay
And uh, I decided to stop fuckin with yall
Uh, wack ass niggas
And, uh, hatin-ass, dream killin-ass niggas
And since I quit
Everyone that supported me, thank you very much
And everyone that doubted me, thank you very little |
Theres been a lot of change in my life
Some mightve guessed and some dared to find
Must keep the faith in, faith in each other
You are my brother, family
Writings on the wall around us
Watching people all around us
Gotta wake up to the call above us
Then I know its gonna be alright
Its gonna come around, were enlightened
Praying that we all stay guided
Some way, somehow
Well find a way
We will weld this world, world back together
Lets make a way, Well lead the way
Must keep the faith, faith in each other
You are my brother, family
Writings on the wall around us
Watching people all around us
Gotta wake up to the call above us
Then I know its gonna be alright
Its gonna come back around, were enlightened
Praying that we all stay guided
Some way, somehow
Well find a way
Hey
Well find a way
Some way, somehow
Well find a way, well find a way
Theres been a lot of change in our lives
Some wouldve guessed and some dared to find
Must keep the faith in, faith in each other
You are my brother, family
Writings on the wall around us
Watching people all around us
Gotta wake up to the call above us
Then I know its gonna be alright
Its coming back around, were enlightened
Praying that we all stay guided
Some way, somehow
Well find a way
Bodies on the wall around us
Watching people all around us
Gotta wake up to the call above us
Then I know its gonna be alright
Its coming back around, were enlightened
Praying that we all stay guided
Some way, somehow
Well find a way
Oh-oh-oh-yeah-aye
Well find a way
Oh-oh-yeah-yeah
Well find, well find a way
Oh-oh-yeah-yeah
Well find a way
Oh-ohh! Oh-ohh!
Writings on the wall around us
Watching people all around us
Gotta wake up to the call above us
Then I know its gon be alright
Its coming back around, were enlightened
Praying that we all stay guided
Some way, somehow
Well find the way |
Stay-
Stay up
Stay up
Stay up
Stay up
What she got is so Niagara
Make a young nigga straight need Viagra
Make a old nigga give keys to Jaguar
Just to keep from all the tease and laughter
Her telling her homegirls that he couldnt stay up
In the restaurant with her voice way up
Please keep it discreet
Keep the business out of the street
She said "I would if hell handle biz up in the sheets!"
Pop off like a thang thang, he keep keep
And every time that she bang bang, he skeet skeet
And he so bullheaded tried to three-peat
Try imagining something passionate
Between you, Cassie, and Kim Kardashian
Maybe thatll work when you get to hit that ass again
Or you can grab a Red Bull and sip that twice
Now yall can have sexy time, its nice!!
Man this is classic, call her National Geographic
Her ass is African, but her eyes so Asian
Plus the waist and, times a-wastin
This some good pussy, dog please dont waste it
You said "Fuck that, man Im gon tape it!"
And came before you barely even got the tape in
She had the maid outfit, its all on her apron
I know a friend who got drunk and claim a fat bitch raped him
I heard that bitch hate men and she covers up her crotch
But she love to show her girls like Sanaa Lathan
And she throwing passes like Troy Aikman
And she really into twisting facts like false statements
Hes into twisting backs by throwing his weight in
But she aint waiting for him to rise to the occasion
Hes like "Be patient, this a contact sport
So you can save your pep talk, give me that oral support"
And stay up
Stay up
Stay up
Stay up
Stay up
Stay up
Stay up
Stay up
Stay up
Stay up
Stay-
Stay up
Stay up
Stay up
Stay up |
Im the teams ayatollah
Ultrabeam out the solar
Oh these niggas dumb dumb
And they claim they for the culture
Tryna keep my composure
When I scream at the chauffeur
I aint mean, Im just focused
I aint mean, bitch, Im focused
Playin king like its poker
But you aint dealin with the Joker
Global warmin gettin closer
Thank God Im bipolar
Whole life on the floater
Dont need rings or the trophies
Glasses bangin from the toasts, yeah
Have a drink for the coldest
Pour the lean out slower
Got us clean out of soda
Before the flood niggas judged
They did the same thing to Noah
Everybody need Yandhi
My cousins mad at my auntie
You bought a crib out the country
You tryna Mitsubishi Galant me?
Yeah, this the one and only
You cant tell a unicorn from a pony
Live freedom, this is freedom
Fuck your feelins, you could keep em
Show your grill when you greet em
My nigga, kneel when you meet em
Know God when you see him
Love God, you gon need him
Dont you love God, wont you hug God
This is God in the flesh
Come and touch God, give a blowjob
Kanye gave up the West
Kanye to Yeezy
Maybe just Ye
Fuck a slave name
Fuck a slave name
Copped the whole game for four hundred years
The prophecy 2019
Them niggas is woke, those niggas is woke
Them niggas aint woke like me
Hop off the boat like me
Yall dont want smoke like me
Yall supposed to be mad at them
Yall aint supposed to fight me
Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye
Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye
Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye
Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye
Number one spot, you been cheatin on me
Niggas get you and be thinkin they me
You could be you but you never be me
You never be me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
The universe is on our side
If you woke, then wake up, nigga
Sob, sob then we make up, nigga
Stop killin and make-up, nigga
Thats the shit that shake-up niggas
Bars sound like a K-pop, nigga
Gods somethin they cant front, nigga
Stab your back, they cant front, nigga
Drop us off where we want, nigga
Aint no wantin, know we need it, huh
We must have, we aint greedy, huh
Stomp, stomp, they been needy, huh
Told the money, "They aint see me, huh"
We aint the product, we are the juice
We going wild, we staying loose
Home for the Zeus, we got the proof
Niggas is wrong, fuck what they do
We in the streets , we goin through
We like the we , yall niggas you
Hold up for you , you, you, you, you
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo |
Very Rare Boys, nigga
You feel alright?
Yo
Hm, see me
Mama had to send me into church
Fucking monster with a TEC, boy, I aim for your neck
Had your brother mother wet, cause she know Im the best, Im sick
Rap so sinister, murder your local minister
Lyrics bitter as vinegar, spittin in your perimeter
Heard you straight as a cylinder, so I cant fucks wit you
All my niggas is gang bangers and ditch diggers
Heard we was bumpin, so you had to bring your clique with ya
So you know I had to put a bullet in bout six niggas
Fuck niggas, they running their triathlon
Catch me gettin sloppy wit’ a bitch that look like Asher Roth
And I aint playin games like zombies, bitch, Im getting trains
Runnin trains and bitches killing snitches in an aeroplane
And Im a menace, see more mouths than a dentist
Im killing till Im replenished, you niggas dont know the half of it
Half-ass rappers talking shit, check the time
Turn around and see my niggas wit me totin .49s
And know they mad cause I aint really stuntin shit
I hate the bitch and have my other wife who playing wit my dick
Swallow spitting, she swallow spitting, she swallow spitting
Said this since beginning, Im just beginning, intend on winning
Yo, hahahaha
Hmm-mhm
Hooligan in the hoodie, no Zimmerman
And shoot me, I got visions in my head, youll soon see
Savin my dollars for Mary Jane to get baked
Clean myself off with a sunbathing ape
Motherfuckers cant rhyme no more, bout crime no more
I dont take that fuck shit, I dont even want your bitch
She tryna press me with some Lucy Rose shit
Let a real nigga roll, oh, you wasting all the weed
Wearing all this black cause Im killing all this tree
Druggie nigga, Im a slump boy
In for the bidden fruit, should given me joy
But my pastor always talk, I gotta lie to me
These niggas biting me like sharks tryin to clone me
But shit, thats power and respect
Sippin from the holy grail, while getting neck
Dont need to sneeze to know Im blessed
Im Versace, motherfucker, you Guess
Small car, they try to get higher
The pussy I slay, but hers is a fighter
Youre mad cause you cant be like me
I stunt, I flex, and I burn Mary, G
I stick to the code
Fall back and let young niggas watch and take notes
Uh
Shagadava, ah fu-
Yall feel like that? |
Lyrics from Live Performance
Two lessons that he passed along to his children
The first is that not matter what you never abandon your family
The second was that not matter what you love unconditionally
It is that kind of love that made my father, the kind of father and the kind of man he is
He vowed that he would never walk away from his family, and he never has
So what it is enough?
To my way of thinking its only enough for each one of us to become champions in our own right
I know you wanted to bring
I know I wish I could be
Never ever fall in love
Oh, no, no, dont fall in love
Dont, no, no, dont abandon me
And not the demandin me
How could I said you never mean?
That my, my, my family
My, my, my family
My family
Im losing my family
Im losing my family
Im losing my family
Losing my family
Bow down to another ring
I thought Id never see
Oh, Lord led me
Writing on the wall
That thought was only
Shes screaming at me
Daddy, why could you leave?
Daddy, how could you leave?
Come back tonight, baby
Come back tonight, daddy, please
Daddy, how could you leave?
Daddy, how could you leave?
We all know I
My family, thats all me
I wish I never screamed
Alcohol is all we need
These things, these things, these things
These things, these things
Things I never mean
Come love me
Come love me |
Its the remix
Im the shit
Im fresh up in this bitch
DJ Class in this bitch! Mr. West in this bitch!
We done told you mufuckers now you know who the shit!
DJ Class in this bitch! Mr. West in this bitch!
We done told you mufuckers now you know who the shit!
I got them diamonds on my neck, got Patron in my cup
If you want it come and get it shorty I dont give a fuck
See its friday night, and I just got paid
I done had a hard week, now its time to celebrate
Tell the DJ play my shit, on that club music shit
Them girls wanna freak, back it all up on my dick
See its on tonight, tryin to leave with somethin right
Im a grown ass man, so shorty you can spend the night
Cause Im the shit
Up in this bitch
Yeah Im the shit
Up in this bitch
Yeah Im the shit
Im the shit
Yeah Im the shit
Up in this bitch
Ye is in the buliding, let everybody know
I got the world in my hand and I aint finna let it go
Is that yo girlfriend? I really like her
Im talkin only for a night, I wouldnt wife her
I got them Yeezys on my feet, I got them Louies in the sto
And I dropped another album, fore we finished up the tour
And its still top 10, bout fifteen weeks later
So thats a middle finger for you 808 haters
Cause Im the shit
Up in this bitch
Yeah Im the shit
Up in this bitch
Yeah Im the shit
Im the shit
Yeah Im the shit
Up in this bitch
Cause Im the shit
Up in this bitch
Yeah Im the shit
Up in this bitch
Yeah Im the shit
Im the shit
Yeah Im the shit
Up in this bitch
DJ Class in this bitch! Mr. West in this bitch!
We done told you mufuckers now you know who the shit!
DJ Class in this bitch! Mr. West in this bitch!
We done told you mufuckers now you know who the shit!
Cause Im the shit
Up in this bitch
Yeah Im the shit
Up in this bitch
Yeah Im the shit
Im the shit
Yeah Im the shit
Up in this bitch
Cause Im the shit
Up in this bitch
Yeah Im the shit
Up in this bitch
Yeah Im the shit
Im the shit
Yeah Im the shit
Up in this bitch
Cool the unruly
Cool the unruly
Unruly
Unruly |
One for the impalas, two for the gold Ds
Three for the switches, middle finger for the police
Nigga wit a attitude, I will not let it die
Four fingers up, two twisted for the West Side
One for the impalas, two for the gold Ds
Three for the switches, middle finger for the police
Nigga wit a attitude, I will not let it die
Four fingers up, two twisted for the West Side
Yo, I used to dribble the rock down the block in 94
Shoot the courts out when Killer Wayne brought that Porsche out
I had the illest jump shot so he bet all his money on me
12 years old with the hunnies on me
Patrick Ewings on, I kept the fresh kicks
Take a nigga out his Jordans if the motherfuckers fit
They fit so Im back up the block
Fuckin with the homies tryin to teach them how to slap box
In front of the crack spot fiends fightin over crack rock
Dimes the size of golf balls, yeah, them shits was that hot
He had them black Locs on like MC Ren
And Deebo came through in the hood in that coke-white Benz
Before 106 & Park and 24 inch rims
Before these corny niggas kept the stickers under they brims
It was a little nigga in Compton, five foot ten
He was dope as a motherfucker, I wanted to be like him
One for the impalas, two for the gold Ds
Three for the switches, middle finger for the police
Nigga wit a attitude, I will not let it die
Four fingers up, two twisted for the West Side
One for the impalas, two for the gold Ds
Three for the switches, middle finger for the police
Nigga wit a attitude, I will not let it die
Four fingers up, two twisted for the West Side
Fuck it, I aint gon lie, homie I used to do the Hammer Dance
Make it worse, I had steel toes on and hammer pants
Fucked up right? Thats when my pops had the weight
He had to blow while I was blowin in Nintendo tapes
Got my ass whooped for takin the Duck Hunt gun outside
In my window watchin all the kids have fun outside
Ice cream truck makin noise, I want to run outside
But Ima get my ass whooped again if I run outside
Swear I was on punishment until my tenth grade year
This new girl move on the block, light skin with wavy hair
I asked her did she want to hump me, she was like, "I dont care"
So I took off her training bra, thats when she got scared
She wanted me to be her boyfriend, so I was like, "Yeah"
Im tryin to think of LL lines in the back of my head
"When Im alone in my room" I cant remember what he said
But I know Uncle Luke, bitch give me some head
It go..
One for the impalas, two for the gold Ds
Three for the switches, middle finger for the police
Nigga wit a attitude, I will not let it die
Four fingers up, two twisted for the West Side
One for the impalas, two for the gold Ds
Three for the switches, middle finger for the police
Nigga wit a attitude, I will not let it die
Four fingers up, two twisted for the West Side
Shit, Im grown now pops in jail, Im on my own now
Got my first kilo and my brick phone now
Two door Cutlass, sittin on that chrome now
Headed to the county jail, two Ts comin home now
Yeah, homie, shit changed, niggas dont bang like they used to
And I cant dunk like I used to, niggas dont move fast enough When they hear the *WOO WOOP*
And takin fades is played out like Fubu
I got a TV in the dash watchin Friday
21, no felon, tell them niggas, crime pay
Red rag in my pocket, doin it my way
Two switches, so the cutlass bounce sideways
Four amps, 15s beatin the trunk
Try to jack me for my shit? Gotta beat me to the pump, punk
Im on my gangsta shit nigga wit a attitude
On my motherfuckin gangsta shit
One for the impalas, two for the gold Ds
Three for the switches, middle finger for the police
Nigga wit a attitude, I will not let it die
Four fingers up, two twisted for the West Side
One for the impalas, two for the gold Ds
Three for the switches, middle finger for the police
Nigga wit a attitude, I will not let it die
Four fingers up, two twisted for the West Side
Hey Lo, Im a take these niggas back man
Back to the number 4 Jordans, nigga, them shits were sway
Remember those motherfuckas? Had the number 4 Jordans, man
When the new shits got old, we couldnt afford the new ones, man
So we went to motherfuckin Payless and got that black shoe polish
Put so much shoe polish on them motherfuckas tryin to keep them shiny black that them motherfuckas turned leather!
Or like when the motherfuckin ice cream nigga came through
I remember the nigga name, it was Hector, man
And he would come through in the ice cream truck
And got all the motherfuckin stickers on the ice cream truck
Like he just ballin crazy out the game
This nigga got stickers of motherfuckin ice cream sandwiches
Strawberry short cakes, UFOs, motherfuckin big sticks
Then you ask this nigga do he got any of them motherfuckas he talkin about
All he got is Now & Laters
What the fuck you in an ice cream truck for then, Hector?
Get the fuck out of here, man
Shit, look at these niggas now man all these funny clothes and jackets and all fuckin little..
This lookin fuckin crazy, man
Imma keep it gangsta on these niggas yo
Niggas cant fuck with me, man, Im a on that motherfuckin 1990
Straight Outta Compton express Yourself
Eazy E jerry curl drippin
MC Ren, black loc straight out the swap meet
Dr. Dre black Khakis black tee shirt
Motherfuckin gold rope around my neck
DJ Yella Raider motherfuckin hat to the back
Ice Cube suck my motherfuckin dick shit
Bitches |
Yeah, yeah, you know how me and Ye do
Real People walk in the streets, the streets is talkin
Often its beef this city never does
People walk and talk in they sleep
Cold sweats and wet dreams
On how to get green our faith is all in a jeep
Black souls raw and they deep
Hypes tryna talk with no teeth
Shorties sayin ball or retreat
A lesson we all speak at one point or another
What you expect from one who smoke a joint with his mother
Anointed hustlers in a fatherless region
Through the pain wish they know that God was just teachin
We want decent homes
So dreams we say out loud like speakerphones just to keep em on
Its like a colored song that keep keepin on
I guess knowin Im weak is when Im really bein strong
Somehow through the dust I could see the dawn
Like the Bishop Magic Juan, thats why I write freedom songs
For the real people
I wonder if the spirits of Bob Marley and Haile Selassie
Watch me as the cops be tryna and pop and lock me
They cocky, plus they mentality is Nazi
The way they treat blacks I wanna snap like paparazzi
Were the children of a better God searchin for better jobs
We could cop ghetto cars tryin not to catch a charge
They say the dope game is sour
Now they doin homework thats when they follow you for hours
Come to your crib and devour all that you work for
Must be more than paper these niggas hurt for
Through the purple haze I circle days I rhyme that work for pays
Tryna reverse the slaves mind and insert the brave mentality
Heard that its drama at home
Can a dude break free and still get honored at home
I was told by a chief its the games nature
When youre glowin some will love and some will hate ya
Its real people
Black men walking wit white girls on they arms
I be mad at em as if I know they moms
Told to go beyond the surface, a persons a person
When we lessen our women our condition seems to worsen
The weary cursin the sky, talkin to themselves
Givin the version of why help and hurt in they eye
I live across from it, some of it I do be in
I be showin niggas lives like UBN, Its real people
Yeah
For you and yours
G.O.O.D. Music
Forever
Yeah
Rock on
We keep on
Uh.. Yeah
Yeah, yeah
The real... |
No matter how many times that you told me you wanted to leave
No matter how many breaths that you took, you still couldnt breathe
No matter how many nights that you lied wide awake to the sound of the poison rain
Where did you go? Where did you go? Where did you go?
Tell me would you kill to save a life?
Tell me would you kill to prove youre right?
Crash, crash, burn, let it all burn
This hurricane is chasing us all underground
No matter how many deaths that I die, I will never forget
No matter how many lives I live, I will never regret
Theres a fire inside this heart and a riot about to explode into flames
Where is your God? Where is your God? Where is your God?
Do you really want?
Do you really want me?
Do you really want me dead?
Or alive to torture for my sins?
Do you really want?
Do you really want me?
Do you really want me dead?
(You know I gotta leave, I cant stay
I know I gotta go, I cant stay)
Or alive to live a lie?
Tell me would you kill to save a life?
Tell me would you kill to prove youre right?
Crash, crash, burn, let it all burn
This hurricane is chasing us all underground
You say you wrong, you wrong, Im right, Im right
Youre wrong, we fight
Okay, Im running from the light, running from the day to night
Oh, the quiet silence defines our misery
The riot inside keeps trying to visit me
No matter how we try, its too much history
Too many bad notes playing in our symphony
So let it breathe, let it fly, let it go
Let it fall, let it crash, burn slow
And then you call upon God
Oh, you call upon God
Tell me would you kill to save for a life?
Tell me would you kill to prove youre right?
Crash, crash, burn, let it all burn
This hurricane is chasing us all underground
Oh, this hurricane
Oh, this hurricane
Oh, this hurricane, oh
Do you really want?
Do you really want me?
Do you really want me dead?
Or alive to torture for my sins?
Do you really want?
Do you really want me?
Do you really want me dead?
Or alive to live a lie?
Running away from the night
Running away from the night
Running away from the light
Running away to save your life |
Im on The Come Up
Chill nigga, dont run up
A yellow nigga, finna rise and shine like the sun up
My mind on that paper, I aint trying to wife the slut up
Im dying for this cake and I aint trying to wipe a crumb up
They ride with the gun up, kill you and light the blunt up
Uh, dont shed a tear if a nigga might get done up
But, just say a prayer if a nigga might confront us
Cause his life is summed up, the medics wipe his lungs up
You coming to the Ville? You need to get a license from us
City on my back, I feel like Im holding Big Pun up
No pain no gain, my nigga, I just numb up
I blow brains, Cobain a nigga if he jump up
With no shame, dont blame a nigga if you shot up
This is cocaine on flame, baking soda and water
And if you feel that then I guess I sell crack, get it?
Fall back, man, a nigga feeling crazy
Shitting on niggas like a nigga was still a baby
Carolina nigga shout-out to the Ville that raised me
So many hoes whipped, you wouldve thought we still in slavery
And niggas still sleepin they feelin lazy
Uh, a killer maybe, you make me I will
Cheat me on my scrilla, I send you to meet Dilla
From them NC streets where the beef they deliver
And the clip is on E cause your chest got a fill up
While a nigga like me is just getting head like a pillow
Bread like gorillas getting bred
So long as my momma and my niggas getting fed
Fuck what a nigga said, man, Im Fayettenam bombing
Cause hatred is flattery you bitch niggas is charmin
Who the fuck you harmin? Boy, yall niggas is charmin
And Im armed and waiting for a target
You fucking with the best like Carmen
Aw shit, pardon a nigga for departing
Im just getting green like a yard or a garden
A nigga finna blow while you niggas is false alarmin
And just think, man, I was raised on ramen
Chicken noodle soup, now Im filet mignon-in
I promised my momma I was coming to make this money
And I swear Im going to kill the nigga that try to take it from me
Yeah, thats real talk, nigga
Its J. Cole, nigga
Therapist whatever the fuck you wanna call him, it dont matter
You know, Ill make yall niggas understand man
I know you cant believe yourself right now
You thinkin this niggas from the south, hahaha
He cant spit, how the fuck is he so good?
Open your eyes motherfucker, can you see? Niggas on top
Yup, we on top |
Baby, it seems the time is never right
Youre goin left and Im goin right
Its crazy
But Im still waiting
If I play my cards right
My lucks gonna strike
Until then theres a night
All I wanna do
Is dream, dream, dream, dream
Dream, dream, dream, dream
Like lovers do
And it might come true
If I dream, dream, dream, dream
Dream, dream, dream, dream
It just might be the only time that Im with you
When I dream, dream, dream
Dream, dream, dream
Oh, I dream
Yes, I dream
Dream, dream
Dream, dream
They say that dreams they sometimes do come true
Your star shines so bright
Youre the queen of my night
In the daytime not quite
But Im so glad that I
Can dream, dream, dream
Dream, dream, dream, dream
Like lovers do
And it might come true
If I dream, dream, dream
Dream, dream, dream, dream
It just might be the only time that Im with you
When I dream, dream, dream
Dream, dream, dream
Of you |
This the remix
I mean, I aint really into rims and all that
If Imma take, five, ten stacks of some Ds its gonna be some different kind of Ds
You know what Im saying? Hm?
Kanyes got stacks, yall already know that
Louis that, Gucci this, just got a model chick
Just got a stripper chick
Something feel different
Cute little college chick, lining up a scholarship
Just got a school grant, spent that on some new tits
Aint that a true bitch?
Let me show you how to do this shit
Get you a cute chick, face got potential
Working with her little hips, waist like a pencil
Know how niggas play you, but you know how Ye do
Says she love Beyoncé, let me upgrade you
Spanish chick grab my chain, says "is that Jesus?"
If Im unfaithful, blame it on the Grey Goose
All my friends says implants is a selfish gift, they all up in
She aint pregnant but about to have twins
Now, is it real love, I need to ask Cupid
She real smart but her ass stupid
And she gon finish school and get all type of degrees
But I bet she never had them Ds
Kanyes got stacks, yall already know that
Louis that, Gucci this, just got a model chick
Just got a stripper chick
Man, thats a prerequisite
Cute chick living good, down here in Hollywood
Upcoming actress, but she got a flat chest
Thatll give her access
Let me show you what happened
Walking down Melrose, spot where they sell clothes
That chick know she bad, tell by the Chloe bag
She aint no hoodrat, she aint gotta prove that
I peep the McCartneys, Stella got her groove back
Hold on, lemme ask you
Why you spend your money on that shallow shit?
Why dont you buy some bigger tits? Something thatll last you
I couldnt tell you if Halles really real
But Imma let you know soon as I get a chance to feel
I dont need no hands to know Lindsay Lohan
She on the same program as Britney, is you wit me?
Thats why I respect Alicia Keys
She say fuck getting them Ds, Imma just ride out with these
Kanyes got stacks, yall already know that
Louis that, Gucci this, just got a model chick
Just got a stripper chick
Man, thats a prerequisite
Cute chick living good, down here in Hollywood
Upcoming actress, but she got a flat chest
Thatll give her access
Let me show you what happened |
Yeah, yeah - I used to front when I write songs
Talk about havin ice on, and I could barely keep my lights on
And my beats was so sick, I shoulda got a medic
But my credit was so pathetic I couldnt afford a debit
When The Dropout dropped, I had to cop me a money tree
To front on anybody who ever tried to front on me
With so much personality, what do you want from me?
I could be by myself and enjoy the company
My life, this year, my career, is the Lord
Bad chick, this award, is for Melyssa Ford
94 I could only afford this Accord
From the home of gangbangin and we all outdoors
Southside, outside, Westside, lets ride
Eastside, right B-Side, Lakeshore Drive
And Im Chi-Towns finest
Where you at? The whole city behind us
Where you at? The whole city behind us
Where you at? The whole city behind us
Southside, outside, Westside, lets ride
Where you at? The whole city behind us
It aint nuttin to it but to do it! I came here
To shut the place down til my body stops pumpin red fluid
A-Town Ive been through it! And we steady gettin tested
But ready to fill your bubble when we put the lead to it
Out West they still bangin, up top its really gully
Down South we get buck and turn hearts to Silly Putty
Ludacris I got silly money - you got jokes?
Ill be laughin all the way to the bank - now thats really funny!
Big city bright lights - and many pity cause we like fights
May be long days but its fright nights
Living out the night life - and people asking Where You At?
Not the club; I stay in the get right!
Hotlanta home of the booties and the really tight skirts
Where if somebody moves then somebody gets hurt!
From Decatur down to CP, and EP
Adamsville to the battlefield its D.T.P
Its Comptons prodigy
Obviously Im from the home of hydraulics
Where they tie bandanas around the steerin column
Of Impalas in to get holla
We fightin pitbulls and Rottweilers
In the projects the objective is make dollars
Where You At? It aint a problem to get it there by tomorrow
Cause I got a female friend, with frequent flier mileage
I aint never been to college, got the IQ of a Rhodes Scholar
If you follow G-Unit throw up your dubs and yell holla
To all the Y.G.s in khakis and white tees
With And 1s in every color like Ice-T
I might be the city of Comptons right knee
The way I paint pictures with these hip-hop scriptures
Pay attention while The Game shine like a prism
Glisten, show you how canaries can alter ones vision
Not to mention I am Dr. Dre christened on behalf
Of Luda and Kanyeezy, Im gon breathe easy
- repeat 2X |
It dont really matter what you do
Therell never be another you
They aint never been up in your shoes
Therell never be another you
It dont really matter what you do
Therell never be another you
Baby you aint got nothing to prove
Therell never be another you
Aye...B, C, D, E, F
We picking up right where we left...
Off, and I took a recess
When I get back you gon take that...
Off, in the mirror like hey me, stay me
I make money, money don’t make me
Hey honey, what do you take me...
For, don’t look at me like I’m crazy
Don’t ever think thatd phase me
You ain’t finna do nothing, you ain’t crazy
You ain’t built like, that
Hey baby what it feel like, ahhh
Just forget I said it, screw it
It don’t really matter what you do when you do it
Tony Williams in this bitch, who you is
It dont really matter what you do
Therell never be another you
They aint never been up in your shoes
Therell never be another you
It dont really matter what you do
Therell never be another you
Baby you aint got nothing to prove
Therell never be another you
You can go, you can come
You can walk, you can run
Do whatever you want: just have fun
Dictatorships not for human people
What good is love if we cant be equal
What good if light if it does not shine?
Go on and get yours cause Im gonna get mine
How do you get old if you never been new?
Im telling you the truth baby!
It dont really matter what you do
Therell never be another you
They aint never been up in your shoes
Therell never be another you
It dont really matter what you do
Therell never be another you
Baby you aint got nothing to prove
Therell never be another you
Here’s another day in the life
Of a champion knight
Do I still have some fight
I’m ashamed but I might
Whether wrong, whether right
I see danger in sight
Are we going in?
I’m feeling like Stevie right now, you know…
I had the strangest feeling lately
The niggas so fake Im off it
And every time they flake like frosted
I just make my profit
And get a girl who barely bra fit
Aw shit! He back on his feet like carpet
He was just playing possum
Playing like I wasnt awesome?
Yeah I got some jokes, dont I?
Ha ha ha, laugh it up
And theyll be wack
And well be the last ones cracking up
Matter fact, because you nigga wanna doubt me?
Lets see how it feel without me
Taking off on this rocket, Yao Ming
It dont really matter what you do
Therell never be another you
They aint never been up in your shoes
Therell never be another you
It dont really matter what you do
Therell never be another you
Baby you aint got nothing to prove
Therell never be another you |
I can give you everything that you want
You cant buy this at no luxury store
Theres a place you gotta go
Before I let you take it all
Its like a drug, it should be illegal
Baby, you should get down low
And drink my precious alcohol
You look so thirsty, I think you need it
Kiss it better, kiss it better
Dont it taste like holy water?
Make it wetter, make it wetter
Dont it taste like holy water?
Kiss it better, make it wetter
Dont it taste like holy water?
Kiss it better, kiss it better
I can teach you all the things you dont know
Its rare like mink, its something you wanna own
Theres something you gotta hit
Its sacred and immaculate
I can let you in heaven’s door
I promise you its not a sin
Find salvation deep within
We can do it here on the floor
Kiss it better, kiss it better
Dont it taste like holy water?
Make it wetter, make it wetter
Dont it taste like holy water?
Kiss it better, make it wetter
Dont it taste like holy water?
Kiss it better, kiss it better
Dont it taste like holy water, like holy water?
Dont it taste like holy water?
Bless yourself and genuflect
Dont it taste like holy water, like holy water?
Dont it taste like holy water?
If you like it, please confess
Dont it taste like holy water, like holy water?
Dont it taste like holy water?
Bless yourself and genuflect
Dont it taste like holy water, like holy water?
Dont it taste like holy water?
Yeezus loves my pussy best
Ladies with an attitude
Dont just stand there
Dont-dont, dont just stand there
Dont just stand there, lets get to it
Strike a pose, theres nothin to it
Theres something you gotta hit
Its sacred and immaculate
I promise you its not a sin
Find salvation deep within
Kiss it better, kiss it better
Dont it taste like holy water?
Make it wetter, make it wetter
Dont it taste like holy water?
Kiss it better, make it wetter
Dont it taste like holy water?
Kiss it better, kiss it better
Dont it taste like holy water, like holy water?
Do-dont it taste like holy water?
Bless yourself and genuflect
Dont it taste like holy water, like holy water?
Do-dont it taste like holy water?
Yeezus loves my pussy best
Dont it taste like holy water, like holy water?
Do-dont it taste like holy water?
Bless yourself and genuflect
Dont it taste like holy water, like holy water?
Do-dont it taste like holy water?
Yeezus loves my pussy best |
Yeah
Welcome, ladies and gentlemen
Youre so privileged right now to be in the presence of
The truth , the creator
The originator of this style
Accept no imitations
Kanye to the
With the Teriyaki Boyz
Big Money League in effect
I-I-I-I still love H.E.R
I-I still love H.E.R, Honto E. Rap
I remember anokoro wo omoikasu pen
Ima mo iro asenai Memory Lane
Deai wa School Daze nori de day moushikon demo
Say hes just a friend?
Mori ni break, are kara mainichi kimi ni tegami shitatameru
Tame nai chie shibori bokyabu wo drop
Daremo ga hotto, kyashinai hodo hot
Na baby, wo rock, suru ima ja boku no job
When they reminisce over you, my girl
Torimaku raibaru tachi tono sci-fi
Kimi to asonde itanda maiban
I remember , I remember
I remember back in the day, high tops haite
Sugureta MJ, no Dunk shot kakete
After school, kimi to futari no park
Yofuke made odotte takke
Next day, jugyou chuu, as I read my S.A
Message, kokoro komete ne
Futari dake no himitsu vocabulary
Chiribameta roburetaa, tashika ni
Tsuuji atte ta O.P.P, dekinai uwaki
Teiuka zokkon maji honki
Anna ni, aishi atte noni
"What happened girl?"
I remember, I remember
Got a lot of soul and you know that your on my mind, baby
Mada mada bokura wa kimi wo oikaketai, lady
We used to play the games
Yuragani, my love
Hade, na paper chase , demo
I still love H.E.R, Honto E. Rap
We used to play the games
Yuragani, my love
Hade, na paper chase , demo
I still love Honto E. Rap
Uh, uh, yo
I remember once again, all the times that we spent
All the words that you said, mada kizamarete
Ima demo cant forget, how you let the rhythm hit
Represent dokashitetane just to get a rep
Sonna koro ga fresh, demo ima de ha all about the
Ikka ku senkin, bout the benjamins
About the mesaki no seiko bakari
Ryuu shutsu seiki rara, pose on the internet
You know the whole repertoire
Kuchi guse wa kukumei
Datta no ga ima dewa, "Money makin"
Atari mae no you ni times racing
Dakedo ano koro no, days, remember?
I remember, I remember
I remember kake meguru omoide, koko de hodoite
Gutto kuruyou na omoide
Nagamete mae no hou ga poi ze
Choice is yours, na no ni poison
Erabu no wa doshite, kimi ni moshi deru
I still love H-E-R, tell me why
Hoka no ko wa hayari de passin me by
Shiteku kedo kimi dake only one
Do what you like, if thats your style
Sonna ima no kimi to odottetai
Mada owachattanai
Kore ga hajimaridatte
Remember, kimi wa Honto E. Rap
Got a lot of soul and you know that your on my mind, baby
Mada mada bokura wa kimi wo oikaketai, lady
We used to play the games
Yuragani, my love
Hade, na paper chase , demo
I still love H.E.R, Honto E. Rap
We used to play the games
Yuragani, my love
Hade, na paper chase , demo
I still love Honto E. Rap
Uh, uh, yo
I know, I know, I know, uh
This is what yall all looking forward to
This is more than historical, anything that I say that is audible
Ought to blow, just like a chick givin oral, yo
Lick the black, get the cream, like a Oreo
Hit the track, get the C.R.E.A.M., same story, yo
Trick that on Armani Emporium, its more important, though
Yessir, my aura is orchestral but way fresher
Cause I simply throw a symphony, on a SMPTE, but I know
That niggas steal beats, so after I emcee, I empty the M.P, so I can stay out of reach
They used to say, "Yous a producer", Im glad I never listened to you losers. Cause now, Im in Shibuya, buyin somethin thats, way too exclusive
Uh, ra-ra-ra-ra-rappers are in danger, this flow is from a manger
But meaner than Lucifer, yeah, and this is the new drug
Im the new high, yall want ya weed back?
Yell, "I still love H.E.R, Honto E. Rap!"
E. Rap
Got a lot of soul and you know that your on my mind, baby
Mada mada bokura wa kimi wo oikaketai, lady
We used to play the games
Yuragani, my love
Hade, na paper chase , demo
I still love H.E.R, Honto E. Rap
We used to play the games
Yuragani, my love
Hade, na paper chase , demo
I still love Honto E. Rap
Alright |
We can fight our desires
But when we start making fires
We get ever so hot
Whether we like it or not
They say we can love who we trust
But what is love without lust
Two hearts with accurate devotions
And what are feelings without emotions?
I’m going in for the kill
I’m doing it for a thrill
Oh I’m hoping you’ll understand
And not let go of my hand
I’m going in and I’ma go hard
I mean whats the point if it aint no scars
A little teeth marks
Blood on the collar
Thats real love, mmhmm ahhnah
She said uh
How could you love someone that hurt you, played you, spoke to provoke you
How could you love someone that burns you, turns you into a werewolf
And in the moment you might do some things you’re not aware of
No one’s prepared for the scale of this, and now you fear love
And war and war and more and more drama looking for a score
State you’re looking for a tour
Her allure is more couture, tailor-made
Til your screams in rage
I mean ahhhhh Im breaking out the damn cage, aghh
Hannibal Lector, my A-merican Psycho
A iller version of Ike, yo
The Thriller version of Michael
My recital is as bright as the light show up at the Eiffel
A werewolf up in Paris, Im livin off your vitals
I mean, I’ll be your con man, I’ll be your damn liar
Lets start the interview, I’ll be your vampire
I gotta feel you, bite your neck to get familiar
And if you die, guess what, I fuckin killed you
I’m going in for the kill
I’m doing it for a thrill
Oh I’m hoping you’ll understand
And not let go of my hand
Let’s go to war
To make peace
Let’s be cold
To create heat
I hope in darkness
We can see
And you’re not blinded by the light from me
I’m going in for the kill
I’m doing it for a thrill
Oh I’m hoping you’ll understand
And not let go of my hand |
Yo, this sound like some movie shit, right?
Get your popcorn, get your condiments
You dont wanna miss nothing, okay, listen
They call me Edward Scissorhands cause Im trying to cut
She claim she got cramps, Im gon get you to suck
And you not gon use your teeth, you hear?
You gon find out What Lies Beneath right here
The Preachers Wife dont give head, get a divorce, man
The Kids been calling you the headless horseman
Like Sleepy Hollow, see she swallow
Suck like ol girl, got booed at Apollo 13, Ghosts
Use my Hollow Man for Friday 13th
You be Ghost, Backdraft from the toast
Niggas who drop names is oh so shameless
Get a chain thats stainless, they Almost Famous
My bling got em calling me Lord of the Rings
The Shining make it hard for her to Do The Right Thing
But I Dont Say a Word, Ill never tell
Until you get a Kanye beat, youll never sell
And Im living a movie, not living by rules
Its just a movie, dont lose your cool
One, two, Ye coming for you
Three, four, better lock your door
Five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, never sleep again
Shits deeper than the Sleepers
The Jeeper Creep up on your block and cops Clock-us
Try to Baller Block-us, use Absolute Power
You gave him 9½ Weeks, why you trying to Rush Hours, huh?
And in The Cell dont drop soap in the showers, huh
They try to give me Life, Im out in an hour, huh
Back on the block with more Juice than Pac
Making mo money cause of The-The-The-The Roc
And Im living a movie, not living by rules
Yo, what you talking about, man?
One, two, Ye coming for you
Three, four, better lock your door
Five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, never sleep again
I said some shit like, umm
If you in my things, you Suicide Kings
Theres only Three Kings, Me, Myself and Irene
You know what Im saying? |
Broken hearts rain on our heads til it floods
But I won’t run, I’m with you, that’s enough
Kiss me now so you won’t run
Out of breath underwater
Girl you can hold on longer
Girl you can hold on longer
Girl you can hold on longer
Long as you want
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Love is an ocean
Swimming and try not to drown
Right in the waves
Praying we don’t go down
In the undertow I’ll pull you out
Out of breath underwater
Girl you can hold on longer
Girl you can hold on longer
Girl you can hold on longer
Long as you want
Oh, oh, oh, oh |
Holla, holla, hollaaaaa
Holla, holla, hollaaaaa
Maybe its me, maybe I bore you
No, no its my fault cause I cant afford you
Maybe Baby, Puffy, or Jay Z
Would all be better for you
Cause all I could do was love you
Baby when I used to love you
Theres nothin that I wouldnt do
I went through the fire for you
Anything you asked me to
But Im tired of living this lie
Its getting harder to justify
I realize that I just dont love you
Not like I used to
Holla, holla, hollaaaaa
Holla, holla, hollaaaaa
Maybe I should rob somebody
So we could live like
Whitney and Bobby
Its probably my fault
My bad, my loss
But you are above cause
All I could do was love you
Baby when I used to love you
Theres nothin that I wouldnt do
I went through the fire for you
Anything you asked me to
But Im tired of living this lie
Its getting harder to justify
I realize that I just dont love you
Not like I used to
Holla, holla, hollaaaaa
Holla, holla, hollaaaaa
Oh! I used to
Love you
Oh! But I dont - not you
Love you
Oh! I used to love you
Youre gonna miss me now... ohhh
Baby, when I used to love you
Theres nothin that I wouldnt do
I went through the fire for you
But Im not gonna play the fool
No, I cant live this life
And I cant justify
And I cant make up my life
I dont love you
Not like I used to do
Holla, holla, hollaaaaa
Not like I used to
Holla, holla, hollaaaaa
Not like I used to
Oh! I used to
Love you
Oh! But I dont - not you
Oh! I used to love you
Love you
Oh! But I dont - not you
Oh! I used to love you
Youre gonna miss me now...cause I
Oh! But I dont - not you
Youre gonna miss me now...cause I
Oh! But I dont - not you |
Look, Im so raw, turn the oven on
Chef Papa John, I get the parmesan
She want a yellow nigga, corn on the cob
Indian giver, slob on my knob
The bitch blow hard, harder than some Halls
Here, take em all, youll be straight in the morn
Im two peace gone, Im never gon call
Fly nigga, I dont wear it if its in the mall
Seen it on the blogs, these motherfuckers cost
Yves Saint Laurent, you can tell by the fonts
I do what I want, wake up when its lunch
Walk like Im drunk, uh, swagga so uh
Goyard trunks, go around, I got a bunch
Tell TSA, "Bitch, get up out my stuff"
I wouldnt recommend you to ever check em in
I started with the end so when do I begin?
Im so raw, turn the oven on
Chef Papa John, I get the parmesan
Pocket full of paper, underage in casinos
You wanna see ID, oh? But Im in the suite though
Here my room-key, go, room movin slow-mo
Fans want a photo, but its my turn to roll
Hold up, baby, hold those, you see Im chillin, dolo
Lens with a logo, pinky ring, Frodo
Im feelin my self, no ho-h-h-homo
Hold that beat, poor that more ro-r-r-roso
Rosé, you bozos, couldnt speak what Im on
You would need Rosetta Stone
All these niggas all clones, we be originals
Young Money Seminoles, tribe full of generals
Dont ask me shit unless its in a interview, nigga
Unless its in a interview
Ha, dont talk to me, Im not your friend
Im just a fan of a fan
Haha, I love all my fans though
Mmm |
The brown hero, live from Ground Zero
Machine gun flow, made of ghetto Ross Perot
And this is disestablishmen-tarianism
With my night goggles on, yeah, military vision
And it’s still a very Christian way to think about livin’
When you prayin’ for freedom ’cause your mind been in prison
‘Cause they tryin’ to control every single big decision
You ain’t effin’ the system, then why the eff is you livin’?
Look, dawg, you can cop whatever suits you on
Three-piece, cuff links and the accoutrements
They been feedin’ us ish without the nutrients
So I’m back with another hit to let the truth be known
And your boy still fresh with the Gucci on
Them Italians sure know how to make what the moulies want
And they really can’t take what dude be on
But I be on the same thing ’til you prove me wrong |
Lift up your voices now, sing praises unto God
For all the things that He has done
All for it, all to Him, He is the morning sun
Sing praises unto God
We lift our voices to God
Lift up your voices now, sing praises unto God
For all the things that He has done
All for it, all to Him , He is the morning sun
Sing praises unto God
We lift our voices to God
We lift our voices to God
Lift up your voices now, sing praises unto God
For all the things that He has done
All for it, all to Him, He is the morning sun
Sing praises unto God
We lift our voices to God
We lift our voices to God
Oh, we praise you, Lord
Oh, we praise you, Lord
Oh, we praise you, Lord
Oh, we praise you, Lord
We worship, we praise you
Adore you, we love you
We worship, we praise you
Adore you, we love you
We worship, we praise you
Adore you, we love you
We worship, we praise you
Adore you, we love you
For all of the things you have done
For all of the things you have done
For all of the things you have done
For all of the things you have done
We worship, we praise you
Adore you, we love you
We worship, we praise you
Adore you, we love you
We worship , we praise you
Adore you, we love you
We worship, we praise you
Adore you, we love you
We worship, we praise you
Adore you, we love you
We worship, we praise you
Adore you, we love you
We worship, we praise you
Adore you, we love you
We worship, we praise you
Adore you, we love you
For all of the things you have done
For all of the things you have done
For all of the things you have done
For all of the things you have done
Cmon, cmon, lift those hands up right where you are
Cmon, cmon, open your mouth and just sing a praise and tell em
How good God has been
For who he is? Our protection, our healer, our deliverer
He will never fail us
Cmon, lift it up to him, lift it up, lift it up, lift it up
Cmon, He wants to hear you sing today
Sing it in the car, sing it in the park, it doesnt matter
Cmon, let Him know how much you feel, how you feel about Him
We worship, we praise you
Adore you, we love you
We worship, we praise you
Adore you, we love you
We worship, we praise you
Adore you, we love you
We worship, we praise you
Adore you, we love you
For all of the things you have done
For all of the things you have done
For all of the things you have done
For all of the things you have done
For all of the things you have done |
I wish all wack niggasd get out the game
You cant con me, that’s half my name
And if you had any brains you wouldnt wanna lose half your brain
By hating on players in the game
Wack nigga, the beat go, “Duh-duh-da”
And then your flow go way the fuck off
I kill yall niggas on that lyrical shit
Mayonnaise colored Benz, I push Miracle Whips
But Im not trying to cause commotion
And have my niggas bring all the toast in
I just want your girl to rub my balls with lotion
Cause you got madder, ripped down all my posters
But you came at me like "Yo, I got the Kia with the woodgrain"
Yeah you would, lame
"On the real, in the streets I got the good name
"I got the TV" Yeah, that’s good, man
Its time to change up, my lyrics rip your frame up
Asking if Im nice, like fucking with a chick that dont give head
Thats a no-brainer
Niggas pack bangers yall dont even know the names of
I’m about to meet the quota, you about to meet the savior
Wack nigga, you about to get shot
Fuck with Talib Kweli, thats how you get got
Word, not that Im wilding or even promoting violence
Its just you fucking up my high, cant a nigga smoke in silence?
You wack niggas
Wake up in the morning, dawg, you just a wack niggas
Id kill myself if I was that wack niggas
Everything you wear and rock is just wack niggas
Even if you flossing rocks, you just wack niggas
You cant do it, dawg, yous a wack niggas
Biting ass, bitch ass, trick ass wack niggas
Even your daughter says, "My Daddys a–" wack niggas
You wack nigga!
Niggas forcing me to keep the heat up
Black strap, white handle, I got jungle fever
Black Benz, white truck and one two-seater
Wack niggas hold hands and follow the procedure
Cause I got enough tools that one gon leave you
If I drop enough dudes, man, one gon reach you
If they build enough schools, man, one gon teach you
Kanye the shit, but I aint trying to be feces-tious
Niggas forcing me to keep the heat up
Black strap, white handle, I got jungle fever
Black Benz, white truck and one two-seater
Wack niggas hold hands and follow the procedure
Cause I got enough tools that one gon leave you
If I drop enough dudes, man, one gon reach you
If they build enough schools, man, one gon teach you
Kanye the shit, but I aint trying to be feces-tious
Wake up in the morning and dawg, you just a wack niggas
I’d kill myself if I was that wack niggas
Everything you wear and rock is just wack niggas
Even if you flossing rocks, you just wack niggas
Gotta name drop to get a girl naked wack niggas
Plus your ass cant sell one record wack niggas
Even your daughter says, "My Daddys a–" wack niggas
"My Daddys a wack nigga" |
Lyrics from Live Performance
Junya Watanabe on my wri
Junya Watanabe on my wri
Tell em this, did he miss?
Junya Watanabe on my, mmh
I cant really see, what did I miss?
Ex-strippers
New killers , Chi niggas tell em
This on Donda , on my mama
Made a promise, mmh
Junya Watanabe on my wri
Junya Watanabe on my wri
Tell em this, did he miss?
Junya Watanabe on my, mmh
I cant really see, what did I miss?
Junya Watanabe on my wri
Junya Watanabe on my…
All summer, mmh, mmh, all summer, mmh, mmh
Four-five gunners, mmh, mmh, in pajamas, mmh, mmh
They piranhas, mmh, mmh
Buy out the store and now its like we planned it
Junya Watanabe on my wri
Junya Watanabe on my wri
Tell em this, did he miss?
Junya Watanabe on my, mmh
I cant really see, what did I miss?
Junya Watanabe on my wri
Four, five summers, hold up, uh
Four, five summers, uh
Four, five summers, hold up, uh
Four, five summers, hold up, uh
We took over, hold up, uh
We took over, hold up
We took over, hold up
We took over, hold up
Born in Atlanta, mmh, mmh
Not Montana, mmh
Scuse my manners
I got standards
See more comments
Than I see commas
They going dummy
We going Donda
Let me be honest
Let me be honest
I won with the bucks, boy
Let me Giannis
I won with the bucks, boy
Spirit is on us
Spirit is on us
Gods time cant fit on a wrist
Junya wanna have me on my wrist
Move out of the way of my release
Tryna get me off my Qs and Ps
Why cant losers never lose in peace?
Be quiet or forever hold your peace
Better find God fore he find me
Tell the Devil good night, go to sleep |
Come sweetly, stab me through the shadow of an open door
Wait quietly now, take us to the helplessness of it all
And I wonder as I watch you slip away somehow
Wonder if the only thing left is love
Wonder if I ever will wait
Will I ever love again?
Will I ever love again?
Oh, lie to me
Lie to me, tell me Im not wasting time
Yeah, yeah
Oh, oh, convince me you miss me
Your heart still beats as fast as mine
Tell me lies
We loved it, loved it even more than we knew
We lost it, and I dont even know what to do
Tell me what to do
Cause I wonder why it had to slip away somehow
I wonder if youll ever wanna see me now
I wonder if Ill ever be the same
Will I ever love again?
Will I ever love again?
Oh, you eyes haunt me, taunt me, pierce straight through my heart again
Will it ever end?
Cause I
Wonder as I watch you slip away somehow
I wonder if you ever wanna see me now
I wonder if Ill ever wait
Will I ever love again?
Will I ever love again? |
Oh it cant Be
G.O.O.D. music my Grammy family
Used to bump the demo up outta the Camry
Now Im hopping out the limo or either the Lam B
But you niggas gon get in til you get to Miami
GLC gon be stoned as Angie
I be Don C, Johnny Patron and me
Its a celebration bitches more bottles of cham-p-aign
In love with the same stripper that sprung T-Pain
And all this Louis Vuitton shit aint cheap mayn
Dawg I cant keep saying G.O.O.D music the greatest latest
Stunting out the middle of nowhere like Vegas
From the Chi, the city of hella haters
Where we keep rising to the top like elevators
Hi haters Im back off hiatus I feel just like you I mean even I hate us
Turn the radio down I mean every song
Yeezy got a vision thats clearer than Evian
Used to hit the radio them faggots aint let me on
Until Khaled turned up the volume
Hit the club with it come on homie they wilding
Nas done told you come on homie we major
Really Doe told you hoes where we staying
G.O.O.D music up in this bitch now quit playing
Dawg it cant be
G.O.O.D. music the Grammy family
A little bit a stunting, flicking dawg it aint deep
Im only trying to spend what they claim you cant keep
Before you die so I make sure I stay on the Chi side
Like Lakeshore Drive
The Grammy Family
Oh no it cant be
G.O.O.D. music my Grammy family
Used to bump the demo up outta the Camry
Now Im hopping out the limo or either the Lam B
And after music meetings with Ebro and Angie
Its gon prolly add a joint that got John Legend and me
And we, be in Miami
So when they spot me and Bentley its gon be a stampede
Cause we be racing Bentleys no different than Grand Prix
Fam please, dont make my man squeeze
And we can take it to the gloves and Ill show you the hand speed
I started independent with owners from land speed
But now they recognize the way they did for Sam Sneed
And since I got my shot like I was calling "Man B"
A holl lose they spot and guaranteed a plan B
Will be waiting in the telly like Jamie and Fancy
Prolly painting they nails in nothing but they panties
And well be uptown like Jimmy and Cam be
Heading to the game to watch Kenyon and Camby
They cant breathe or hardly catch they next breath
And I know my nigga Ye told you we was the best dressed
I know I got a buzz so platinums the next step
So what yall wanna do when it comes to that next check
And bet Quence and Khaled know what the business is
So open up them envelopes you know who the winners is
Oh, Oh, Oh, The Grammy Family
On Grammy night call it G.O.O.D. family night
Celebrate tonight
Oh its alright, its alright, yeah |
My homie Mali used to stay, 79th and May
One of my best friends from back in the day
Down the street from Calumet, a school full of Stones
He nicknamed me K-Rock so theyll leave me alone
Bulls jacket with his hat broke way off
And walked around the mall with his radio face off
Plus he had the spinner from his Daytons in his hand
Keys in his hand, reason again to let you know hes the man
Back when we rocked Ellesses, he had dreams of Caprices
Drove by the teachers, even more by polices
Howd he get the cash? The day his father passed away
Left him with a lil somethin, sixteen, he was stuntin
Al B. Sure nigga with the hair all wavy
Hit Lake Shore, girls go all crazy
Hit the freeway, go at least bout eighty
Boned so much that summer, even had him a baby
See back-back then-then, if you had a car
You was the Chi-Town version of Baby
And I was just a virgin, a baby
One of the reasons I looked up to him crazy
I used to love to play my demo tape when the system yanked
Felt like I was almost signed when the shit got cranked
Wed take a Saturday and just circle the mall
They had they Lincolns and Auroras, we was hurtin em all
With the girls a lot of flirtin involved, but dog
Fuck all that flirtin, Im tryin to get in some drawers
So, put me on with these hoes homie
He told me dont rush to get grown, drive slow, homie
Drive slow homie
Drive slow
You never know homie, about these hoes homie
You need to pump ya brakes and drive slow homie
What it do? Im posted up in the parking lot, my trunk waving
The candy gloss is immaculate, its simply amazing
Them elbows pokin wide on that candy Lac
Trunk open, screens on, neons lit with fifth relaxed
Im on a mission for dime-pieces and sexy ladies
Allow me to introduce you to my CL Mercedes
Its a star-studded event when I valet park
Open up my mouth and sunlight illuminates the dark
You see them fours crawlin? You see them screens fallin?
The disco ball in my mouth insinuates Im ballin
Im leaning on the switch, sitting crooked in my slab
But I could still catch boppers if I drove a cab
A young Houston hard-hitter, all about the scrilla
Ridin somethin candy-coated, crawlin like a caterpillar
Im tipping on them fours, Im jammin on this Screw
Im looking for them hoes baby, what it do? Drive slow homie
Turn your hazard lights on when you see them hoes
If youre ridin round the city with nowhere to go
Live today, cause tomorrow, man, you never know
You never know homie, might need some hoes homie
You need to pump ya brakes and drive slow homie
My cars like the movie, my cars like the crib
I got more TVs in here than where I live
And that dont make no sense, but baby Im the shit
And everything I flip, you know its something serious
I got the custom grill, I got the Brabus rims
I got the baller genetics, baby this evidence
You see a player flicking and how you aint convinced
That you should gon kiss it, just a lil bit
I wear my custom kicks, I got my Jesus chain
My canaries is gleamin through my angel wings
They see me, hoes actin like they seen a king
With that mean lean, smokin on that finest Cali green
My woodgrain oak, Im ridin on Vogues
My cylinder quiet like tip-toes
I sold Os and this I know
When you see them hoes, lil homie drive slow
Looking at life through my rearview, all the problems I had
Could be seen a lot clearer after time had passed
Known for living so fast, they wonder how he dont crash
With 220 on the dash, and he constantly mashin
"Why dont he slow down?" they be constantly askin
But me and the fast lane is like metal and magnets
Now I aint trying to say that this the way of the masses
But its so hard to change, I love this shit with a passion
Since me and C were cuttin class, and showin our ass
Shooting out in broad day in the middle of traffic
I remember sellin crack faster than I could bag it
Just sharin my past with you, shawty, I aint een braggin
Me and Cap got life, them other folk got blasted
Had a partner O.D. and after this all happened
Life the only thing that kept a pimp from crying and laughing
Then the Lord smiled on me at the end of the madness
I never thought that Ida made it this far rappin
For introducing the youth to what we now call "trappin"
Considered now a classic, whodve imagined?
Me in Milano getting models in next years fashion
So nowadays, they can call me old-fashioned
But its way too much cash to see blue lights flashin
So I guess the moral of this here class is:
Life about who make it, not about who make it the fastest
Drive slow homie
Yeah, bumpa bumpa bump bump
Drive slow homie
Drive slow homie
You never know homie, might need some hoes homie
You need to pump ya brakes and drive slow homie
Drive slow homie |
Some call Him Jehovah
Yes, thats right
Some call Him Yahweh
Yes, they do
Some call Him Adonai
Yes, thats right
But we lift our eyes to heaven and call Him
Father, I stretch my hands to Thee
No other help I know
My Lord, my Lord
My blessings, if I should count them all
As countless as the stars
My Lord, my Lord
Cause Youre the only power
That can take this world today
Jesus, Youre the only power
That can take this world today
Youre the only power
That can take this world today
Youre the only power
That can take this world today
Ohh, ohh
Ohh , Father
Beautiful mornin, youre the sun in my mornin, babe
Nothin unwanted
Who can I turn to?
Beautiful mornin, youre the sun in my mornin
Youre the help I know
Ah, hey, hey, hey
Who do I turn to?
Ah, Youre the help I know
Ah, hey, hey, hey
Who do I turn to?
Ah, Youre the help I know
I wanna wake up with You in my beautiful morning
Who can I turn to?
Ah, Youre the help I know
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
I wanna wake up with You in my beautiful morning
Who can I turn to?
Ah, Youre the help I know
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, okay, hey, okay, hey
Hey, okay, hey, okay, hey, hey, hey, hey |
We got love, love, love
You better believe it
We got love, love, love
You better believe it
I got house and the carriage, yeah
I got black love in marriage, yeah
They gon say, "You cant have it", but
Im like, "Dont kill the messenger"
We gon break the stigma up
Huxtables turned to Obamas
It aint about where you been
Where you from, what you got, its all about love
Self-love is the best love
When you gon take that wristband off?
That pity party been over
Dont need makeup to dress you up
I gave birth on the bathroom floor
Just me, Iman, and headphone cords
Dont let this life defeat you
I hope this message reach you
Throw your hands up
Play catch with the hunnids
Love is the new money
Im just chillin with the homies, home is where the heart is
Throw your hands up
Play catch with the hunnids
Love is the new money
Im just chillin with the homies, home is where the heart is, ah
We got love, love, love
You better believe it
We got love, love, love
You better believe it
I live in abundance
Love is the new money
Im mentally wealthy
Spiritually conscious
Im fresh outta Onyx
Im bawlin and ballin
I play with the hunnids
Love is the new money
Thats my frequency
Spark up, burn the sage
Clear the room, kill the hate
Love is the new wave
Play catch with the hunnids
Love is the new money
Im just chillin with the homies, home is where the heart is, ah
Play catch with the hunnids
Love is the new money
Im just chillin with the homies, home is where the heart is, ah
We got love, love, love
You better believe it
We got love, love, love
You better believe it
Play catch with the hunnids
Love is the new money
Im just chillin with the homies, home is where the heart is, ah
Play catch with the hunnids
Love is the new money
Im just chillin with the homies, home is where the heart is, ah
Throw your hands up
Throw your hands up
Up
Throw your hands up |
Through the wire
To the wall
All my rhymes is raw
All these beats beats beats beats beats
All of em coulda been lost
I always got to floss
I almost paid the cost
So before I go...
Every sunset feel righter, sunshines feel brighter
Please light ya lighter for the producer and the writer
Feel like God wrote this, Im just here to quote this
I dont know if you noticed, them accident pictures is bogus
Doctor, doctor, would you please say somethin?
I know I almost was the final destination
I musta had a blessin from Pastor Mason
Cause that trip to L.A. coulda been my last vacation
And, man, I know I can
Drop a down payment on that Porsche Cayenne
But, what, I went along with the plan
Paid for my own video, directed by my man
I know God was holdin my hand
Wouldnt let me go before I went before Def Poetry Jam
Wouldnt let me throw in the towel fore I got to throwin some vowels
Bout what we goin through now
Out the blue girls got a crush on me like I did beats for Mr. Cheeks
And since the accident, they tellin me that its the cheeks
But if you look at history, the last rapper that almost died
Sold 6.5 cept Im comin from the Chi
Through the wire
To the wall
All my rhymes is raw
All these beats beats beats beats beats
All of them coulda been lost
I always got to floss
I almost paid the cost
So before I go to sleep sleep sleep
Always thank the Lord
For this mic and my keyboard
Hecky naw that boy is raw
Now even though I aint wired up
We-we-we fired up
You aint seen my concerts lately, they be linin up
You aint seen my girls lately, they be tryin to cut
And they heard about my girl so I still chill
Cause Monica Lewinsky already killed Bill
And that girl that was with Kobe tried to go for the kill
I think he put it in the wrong Holyfield
Can I take a minute with yall to be totally real?
Far as my jaw and all, it aint totally heal
If I would have died, 10/23 of last year
That would have threw a monkey wrench in my whole career
But me, I took the worst thing, turn it into the best thing
Im from the Chi, I guess its just a Midwest thing
Times like this make life interesting
Times like this make me count my blessings
Cause you could run around like King of the Chi
But God could take that in a blink of a eye
I remember Cedars-Sinai and all those cryin
Mama, Im sorry for almost dyin
Tell Alwe G and Hip Hop man
Tell Don Ima John Monopolize the game
Add on Benny Medina, we gon take em to the cleaners
Im Kanye West, the college dropout slash genius
Now if the Roc is in the building say, "Hell yeah!"
Throw your diamonds in the air
If the Roc is in the building say, "Hell yeah!"
Throw your diamonds in the air
If the Roc is in the building say, "Hell yeah!"
Throw your diamonds in the air
Throw your diamonds in the air
Throw your diamonds in the air
Now keep em in the air
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
We outta here
College Dropout |
To my nigga
Brought me in this world
Ha, thats right, nigga
My ol dad important to the family structure, provider, a God
My moms a queen, that universal team civilized us
My pops maybe was late, but always came home
My moms would put us to bed, and she would wait on
Soon as he walked in the door, she barking
I turned down the Johnny Carson
Jumped out the bed, we grabbed both his legs
Me and my brother, not knowing the pain he gave my mother
Night after night, fighting, yelling at each other
My poppa played the street all day
Mama was either home or at work
While we playing inside the hall way
She sacrifices all she got to feed us
When she was alone she cried by the phone
Peeping out the window, heated
But still, I didnt see it, mama hid it from us
We was kids, younger, til we got bigger, on to
Bigger things, that we knew what the time was
That daddy was leaving his crib and my moms love
Poppa was a playa, playa was in poppa
Poppa loved the ladies, never got enough of
The pretty brown round, running round town
" Dont tell your mother whats going down"
Poppa was a playa, playa was in poppa
Poppa loved the ladies, never got enough of
The pretty brown round, running round town
" Dont tell your mother whats going down"
So many kids I knew, never knew who Pop was
Thats why I show my pop love
Cause he was still around when I popped up
He could have left my moms pregnant, shook to death, but stayed
Watched me crawl til I took my first step, to the first grade
To my first fistfight, right behind me, he would stand
No matter how big or tall, he made me fight you like a man
Throw dirt in ya eye, swing my right, scoop your ass and slam
He watched me so I wouldnt get jumped by shortys fam
Roaches of weed all over my crib, him and moms relaxing
Next thing you know he packing, so then I asked him
"Whats this white shit on that plate and your face?
And, Poppa, why you butt-ass from the waist
And, whos this lady Im facing?
Dark skin, you not my mommy!"
He grabbed me up to run some smooth words by me
Promised me things that he would buy me
If I kept my mouth closed and dont tell Mommey
He said one day Ill understand—
"Little me, whats in you is inside me"
Poppa was a playa, playa was in poppa
Poppa loved the ladies, never got enough of
The pretty brown round, running round town
" Dont tell your mother whats going down"
Poppa was a playa, playa was in poppa
Poppa loved the ladies, never got enough of
The pretty brown round, running round town
" Dont tell your mother whats going down"
Pops told me hold my own, Pops told me value home
Could I help it, "Papa Was a Rolling Stone"?
Who loved the pretty brown round, out-of-town-bound
Trumpet in his jazz band, he touring
At home, I played his latest recordings
And its strange how I do my thing now, Im in the game now
Inherited his brainpower, to pull strings and gain power
Our weed habits the same now
No white lines, or trumpets, just tight rhymes
And beats thats bumpin, fore he left, he taught me something
A childs young years the most important time to be there
Thats why he stayed til we grew up, respect is still here
Im older now, see what having a fathers about
One day they can be in your life, next day, they be out
Its not because of you, you know the deal
Him and your moms feel
If they stay together, then someone will get killed
I love you still, always will, cause thats my nigga
Although you felt you was wrong, I still feel you, kid
Life goes on... |
In the night, I hear em talk
Coldest story ever told
And somewhere far along this road
He lost his soul to a woman so heartless
Mmm, how could you be so heartless?
Mmm, how could you be so heartless?
How could you be so
Cold as the winter wind when it breeze, yo?
Just remember that you talkin to me though
Need to watch the way you talkin to me, yo
I mean, after all the things that we been through
I mean, after all the things we got into
Ayo, I know of some things that you aint told me
I know I did some things but thats the old me
And now you wanna get me back and you gon show me
So you walk around like you dont know me
You got a new friend – well, I got homies
But in the end, its still so lonely
In the night, I hear em talk
Coldest story ever told
And somewhere far along this road
He lost his soul to a woman so heartless
Mmm, how could you be so heartless?
Mmm, how could you be so heartless?
How could you be so Dr. Evil?
Youre bringin out a side of me that I dont know
I decided we werent gon speak and so
Why we up 3 a.m. on the phone?
Why do she be so mad at me for?
Homie, I dont know, shes hot and cold
I wont stop, wont mess my groove up
‘Cause I already know how this thing go
You run and tell your friends that youre leavin me
They say that they dont see what you see in me
Wait a couple of months, then you gonna see
Youll never find nobody better than me
In the night, I hear em talk
Coldest story ever told
And somewhere far along this road
He lost his soul to a woman so heartless
Mmm, how could you be so heartless?
Mmm, how could you be so heartless?
Talk and talk and talk and talk
Baby, lets just knock it off
They dont know what we been through
They dont know about me and you
I got somethin new to see
You just gon keep hatin me
We just gon be enemies
I know you cant believe
I could just leave it wrong
So Im gon make it right
Im gon take off tonight
Into the night...
I hear em talk
Coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road
He lost his soul to a woman so heartless
Mmm, how could you be so heartless?
Mmm, how could you be so heartless?
Mmm, how could you be so heartless?
Mmm, how could you be so heartless? |
This the heart of the muthafuckin city. Act like yall aint have the muthafuckin Clipse album and shit. Act like yall aint based your whole shit your whole lifestyle off this nigga Pusha T. Everything is Pusha T. Pyrex vision, thats Pusha T. Fear of God, thats Pusha T. This nigga the heart of the muthafuckin culture, for you culture vultures. This the only nigga spittin that wild muthafuckin hip hop shit, right now. Thats why I stand next to this nigga. I dont give a fuck about none of these corporations, none of these fucking sellouts. This is muthafucking Pusha T
This is what the fuck we make. We make good music. We make good music. We dont give a fuck about how much god damn money you make. We make good music. Im a little ... off that Goose right now. I might get loose right now
We dont give a fuck! We dont give a fuck! Nigga this is that culture. This is that culture. For everybody stealin the culture. For all the niggas tryna do they camo prints at Magic. This muthafuckin Pusha T. All the niggas tryna extend they t-shirts, tryna throw numbers on the back. This muthafuckin Pusha T
... and I got numbers on the back of my shit - FUCK YOU! This DONDA. This Matt Williams. This Virgil Abloh. This Ferris Bueller. This muthafuckin Pusha T |
Diamonds are forever
They wont leave in the night
Ive no fear that they might desert me
Uh, F&F, yeah
You know what Im saying
I figure, I feel like I should just
You know, show people other side that werent aware
You know what Im saying
They are presently unaware
They dont know about it
You know what Im saying
You know just show em theres an other side to this thing right here
We call it bling
Yeah
Allow me to break down the game
Behind the bracelets, earrings, chains, watches and rings
The bling
The crystal encrusted, princess flooded
Canary studded, blue coloured and blood stained
Yeah, the older brother of the drug game
The giver of fame, the take awayer of lame
The empowerer of the kings that came with claims and disease
To leave where the native peoples were staying
Believe, my engagement ring received
And flossed at the cost of a bonded child miners pain
Long ago kings used to wear em in their armor when they fought other armies
Because it used to scare em
If you wasnt rich, couldnt wear em
Witches used to marry em
Theyll shoot you before they share em
The gift and the curse, the venom and the serum
Most hated ladys best friend, get murked for a clear one
Diamonds are forever
You know what Im saying
Now I aint comin down on nobody
You know what Im saying
I aint trying to judge nobody and nothin like that
You know what Im saying
I floss too, I might go get me a pinky ring tomorrow
You know what Im saying
But, I just want you to see man
You know what Im saying
Just see man
Uh, Cecil Rhodes sowed war and genocide
Into the countryside just to get his shine on
I fear what De Beers and his peers used to do
Before the world really knew, just to get their mine on
Making paper with slave labor
And hitting little kids with life time bids making them cut and shine stones
Inflating the price and making them look nice
And I wasnt thinking twice when I was putting mine on
About a young shorty in Sierra Leone
Or other conflict countries that people call home
I figured I would never go to Angola
So it never did affect me there, maybe indirectly
That my neck leash was funding a rebellion or a military coup
Started by militias that dont believe in following none of Genevas rules
I was brushing off the haters, trying to be cool
Didnt have a clue that the rapper was helping the rapers
Raiders of the villagers, pillagers of the schools
Shooters of the innocents, torturers of the witnesses
Burners of the businesses and my bracelet was the fuel
Uh, I aint pushing an agenda, homie
Im just pushing the facts, fuck Bush
Cause theres people doing worse on this earth and theyre black
I took it there, yeah, now let me bring it back
We all know on foreign shores that they finance wars
But ask yourself, "Do they finance yours?"
When I first got mine I took them out on tour
Didnt know they lost half the value when I took em out the store
Or it was full of moissanites and cubits
But the jeweler knew I was stupid
And that I couldnt prove it
Feeling like I need it because I do music
To impress the groupies and the interviewers
So I didnt appraise it, nor did I loupe it
Even gave them to my girl, thinking I was Cupid
Homies was all hate, hoping they could make me lose it
Creeping through my own hood, knew I had to remove it
I see the Russian Mafia, the Jewish Mobsters
The undercover terrorists and the traps for the hustlers
Homie, its a wrap for the nonsense rhyming
Props to Kanye, I call it "Conflict Diamonds"
Diamonds are forever
You know what Im saying
I felt like I should just let you all know that
You know what Im saying
Make you all aware, so many people
Do things to glorify em
I felt like it was time for somebody to do somethin
That would horrify em
You know what Im saying
Bet you never thought that
That 20 karat ring or 20 karat chain or bracelet that you got on
Is fundin some little war somewhere
Got some little kid murderin a whole family somewhere
You know what Im saying
But hey! Just think, now you know
You know what Im saying
You gotta know to be a hypocrite, baby
Hollaback, F&F up!
Chi-town, Lupe! |
Check, I just wanna know your mindset
Here starin at your fine ex
Damn, this where you put your time at
Unappreciated like that Timex
Let me rewind that, G-shit, let me rewind that
Check, I just wanna know your mindset
Here starin at your fine ex
Damn, this where you put your time at
Unappreciated like that Timex
She ready for this dope boy dialect
In the kitchens with Getty whippin that Pyrex
The East Coast meets Kanye West
Death Row reeks underneath my breath
Storage wars, all the whores, I walk away
Chad and Evelyn evidence, just a block away
Do the bitches love you when you out the league?
Will my car still crank when I hit the keys?
When did dark skinned brothers learn to ski?
Got a thing for Khloe, Lamar lost his feet
Scott Disnick, Taylor check me in a week
Black bottle boy, nigga blazin peach
Such an amazin piece, such an amazin speech
This is easy to me
Ruthless Records, next Eazy to be
May we live long, rich forever
She can hear it in my tone, rich forever
Standin on my own, Anderson Silva
Break a bone, nigga gone til November
Run in your home, put your infant in a blender
Sip on a smoothie or give it up smoothly
Dont panic, only lyrics for my movie
You couldnt handle my tender life, forreal
Hood stripes worth more than my deal
Motherfucker aint as real
10 mil in a duffle, make a nigga shiver
St. Bartholomews chillin for the winter
You makin wack songs with the nice titles
All chains, no rings, never see the finals
I know youre tired of loving, of loving
With nobody to love, nobody, nobody
Close your eyes and let the word paint a thousand pictures
One good girl is worth a thousand bitches
I wanna fuck you hard on the sink
After that, give you something to drink
Step back, cant get spunk on the mink
I mean damn, what would Jeromey Romey Romey Rome think?
Hey, you remember where we first met?
Okay, I dont remember where we first met
But hey, admitting is the first step
And hey, you know aint nobody perfect
And I know, with the hoes I got the worst rep
But hey, their backstroke Im tryna perfect
And hey, ayo, we made it: Thanksgiving
So hey, maybe we can make it to Christmas
She asked me what I wished for on my wishlist
Have you ever asked your bitch for other bitches?
Maybe we could still make it to the church steps
But first, you gon remember how to forget
After all these long-ass verses
Im tired, you tired, Jesus wept
I know youre tired of loving, of loving
With nobody to love, nobody, nobody
Just grab somebody, no leaving this party
With nobody to love, nobody, nobody
Jeromes in the house, watch your mouth
Jeromes in the house, watch your mouth |
Pray for me, only if you need
Pray for me, never on your knees
Pray for me, when the summer breeze
Pray for me, and that I never bleed
Pray for me, for the family
Pray for me, for the man Im supposed to be
Pray for me, put your hand on me
Pray for me and my enemies
Them niggas know, dont еver approach me
Them niggas know I got it, gotta look at mе closely
Cut from a different cloth, from a different upholstery
Born from a different mind, when you see me, you toast me, oh
My life now, this highlight now
Just play my mama this if I die right now
Before I close my eyes, before I lie down
Whenever I hang my hat, Ill never hide my crown
And the views got a nigga distracted
Porsche on the hill lookin pretty attractive
And Ill use her, Ima do it, you cant tell her your tactics
I been there for a while so I studied the tactics
And Meek tryna lower the maxes
Trump in the House tryna lower the accents
Real life movie, I dont know any actors
Im just tryna move forward, they keep pullin me backwards
See, this visceral reactions not reciprocal
Matter of fact, the way you actin is just typical
Matter of fact, the force Im givin you centrifugal
Matter of fact, if I just doubled up, Id triple you
Gotta come up with somethin, somethin, somethin different, dude
Gotta come up with somethin, somethin, somethin different, dude
Specially when Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye in a different mood
Specially when Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye in a different mood
They wanna ask, "Is he well?" when my minds on Israel
I know that Ima live to tell that we lived through a livin Hell
Under the Remy spell, in a living cell
This aint living real, this is a different deal, bruh
This is a different field, bruh, tell me how you feel, bruh
Steel trigger, blaow
Even though Im somebody niggas wont figure out
Even though they sayin Im really that nigga now
Even though they sayin its nothin to think about
I promise to think it out, woah
Pray for me, only if you need
Pray for me, never on your knees
Pray for me, when the summer breeze
Pray for me, that I never bleed
Pray for me, for the family
Pray for me, for the man Im supposed to be
Pray for me, put your hand on me
Pray for me and my enemies
Told Lee hed be a millionaire |
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 nose cant be open
But right now its just too many fine ladies out there
To choose one from
Im tryin girls out, just tryin girls out
I love girls, girls, girls
Girls, girls I do adore
Yo put your number on this paper cuz
I would love to date ya
Holla at ya when I come off tour
Whoo! Who you lovin, who you wanna be huggin, heh
Who you wit, who you wanna be fuckin
Got this smarty art chick to whom I pose this question
I read a couple books to add to her souls progression
To put this in laymans terms, I gave her some knowledge
She gave me, brains in return, she had to drop out of college
Knowin she does this homework, I give her in house tutoring
In and out 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 I make it up in summer school
Now let the people sing
Im tryin girls out, just tryin girls out
Yo put your number on this paper cuz I would love to date ya
Holla at ya when I come off tour
Now even though I went to college and dropped out of school quick
I always had a P.H.D.--A pretty huge dick
Ladies tired of getting ripped off by guys like this
And giving head is like a whale thats using a toothpick
Well--Im in the club for a limited time only
2 way or phone me if you tryna bone me
Yo man got moe-nee, you still feel lonely
Claim he love you, its no doubt, its Gwen Stef-phony
You a light skinded Nia, a dark skinned Aaliyah
A Black Jennifer Lopez, a ghetto senorita
You remind me of my Jeep, but not no Kia
We can talk on my cell, but not Nokia
It be going in and out thats why I barely hear ya
I be goin in and out just like a robberia
I’m tryna take this money like Rob and G-dep
Then imma take you to my house like Trick and Trina
Chi-Town, Chi-Town, big city of dreams
And my dick so big it cant fit in my jeans
And a bitch so mad she cant get in my cream
And it get so bad she wanna tear up my things
But still, K-A-N-Y-E
Chi-Town playa out in N-Y-C
She say she wanna go on a shopping spree
Bought her some cheap J.Lo jeans cuz the ass was free
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 nose? cant be over
But right now its just too many fine ladies out there to choose one from
Im tryin girls out, waiting patiently
Just tryin girls out, until I find the one for me |
Oh niggas must think Im not petty cause Im the best thats ever made music
Like, oh thats Ye and I can put his wifes initials on my twitter @Wizkhalifa
Bro first of all you stole your whole shit from Cudi
Second, your first single was corny as fuck and most there after
Work hard play hardYou have distracted from my creative process
I went to look at your twitter and you were wearing cool pants
I screen grabbed those pants and sent it to my style team #Wizwearscoolpants
3rd no one I know has ever listened to one of your albums all the way through
4th you let a stripper trap you
5th I know you mad every time you look at your child that this girl got you for 18 years
6th dont ever come out the side of your neck at me
7th I am your OG and I will be respected as such
8th I made it so we could wear tight jeans
9th me and Cudi created this shit
10th dont you ever in your fucking life speak sideways about a nigga thats fighting for us I do this for all of us
11th I showed you respect as a man when I met you
12th You wouldnt have a child if it wasnt for me
13th You own waves???? I own your child!!!!
14th Nigga its called creativity #youshouldtryitsomeday
15th Nigga I tried to call you and you changed your number
16th dont even hint at mentioning me my family or my wife I am your OG
17th I think you dress cool I wish I was skinny and tall
Maybe I couldnt be skinny and tall but Ill settle for being the greatest artist of all time as a consolation
Dont ever ever ever come out the side of your mutherfucking neck bro or bruh or however you say it Mr. Waves
Im YE and I aint gotta say it the right way Im Ye Im Ye Im Ye Im Ye Im Ye Im Ye Im Ye
Thank you for the extra promotion #WAVES available February 11th
What’s sad is I love Wiz and I love all all my brothers and all people
I love the world bottom line and all I want is peace and positive energy
Whats sad is I love Wiz and I love all all my brothers and all people
I love the world bottom line and all I want is peace and positive energy
This album is actually a Gospel album
Good energy positive energy
Ima take these down cause its all about positive energy blessings blessings positive energy blessings
The Devil can’t stop us
In the lab with Ian Connor by the way
Man its a sad a day… Wiz lost 2 million followers since I tweeted I didnt mean to either him like that
Im happy that I now know that KK means weed… please excuse the confusion … now back to #WAVES |
Its this thing now, thats drivin me wild
I gotta see whats up before it gets me down
Its this thing now, thats drivin me wild
I gotta see whats up before it gets me down
Its this thing now, thats drivin me wild
I gotta see whats up before it gets me down
Love is not a mystery, its everything
She was the type to watch Oprah and the Today Show
Be on the treadmill, uh, like OK Go
Had a body, A body that you cant pay fo
That mean she had some Ds on her but they wasnt fake though
Had a drive for a drive for Rodeo
She spent pesos on those labels
Spin class at the gym, strip tease on a pole
She was so obsessed with her body and clothes
To every party she goes, tryin hard to be chose
They say its hard for a pimp but extra hard for these
Readin Us and People mag, tryna get the scoop
Chasin a actor for a Bentley Coupe
She been through the ball player from the Clippers, then came the pumps off
All thinkin she number one where she was just a jumpoff
Doin all she can for a man and a baby
Drivin herself crazy like the astronaut lady
Its this thing now, thats drivin me wild
I gotta see whats up before it gets me down
Its this thing now, thats drivin me wild
I gotta see whats up before it gets me down
Its this thing now, thats drivin me wild
I gotta see whats up before it gets me down
Love is not a mystery, its everything
He had paper since we was in we was in high school
Pop was a doc, mom taught at my school
Lock with the rocks, in his ears he kept jewels
One of the Diddy types, da D-D-Dame Dash dudes
Pushed a Maserati sport, reading the Robb Report
Wanted to be Mike but he was never live at sports
Since golf is in he was on the drivin course
To live the rap life is what he was strivin for
Spendin cash at the bar to get credit
Drinkin Chaundon just because Big said it
They say Ye is but dude was big headed
Rocked the fur in the summer so somebodyd pet it
He had a fetish for shoes thats athletic
Pathetic on his MySpace page half nekkid
Its a shame what they do for fame and to be respected
Joe, you coulda got it if you never woulda stressed it
Its this thing now, thats drivin me wild
I gotta see whats up before it gets me down
Its this thing now, thats drivin me wild
I gotta see whats up before it gets me down
Its this thing now, thats drivin me wild
I gotta see whats up before it gets me down
Love is not a mystery, its everything
They was one of them couples, people said they were the it
Unbreakable, like Bobby and Whit
Or Ryan and Reese, or Kimora and Russ
Relationships can be dead but look live to us
I guess we all been through it where we try too much
Losin yourself and youre lyin and stuff
Wishin for the diamond cuffs, in search of a ring
Where love is not a mystery its everything
Its this thing now, thats drivin me wild
I gotta see whats up before it gets me down
Its this thing now, thats drivin me wild
I gotta see whats up before it gets me down
Its this thing now, thats drivin me wild
I gotta see whats up before it gets me down
Love is not a mystery, its everything
Gets me down
Gets me down
Gets me down
Gets me down
Gets me down
Gets me
Love is not a mystery, its everything |
You know you got me fucked up
I dont wanna, I dont wanna, I dont wanna touch nobody else
Physically, Im so, so into you
Daydream about us, even when Im by myself, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I know that were not together, girl
But I know everything about your body
Girl, you love it when I take my time and dive in
Makes it better cause you know we only close friends
Spread them legs, Ima give it to ya all night, all night, all night
Ima have you screaming
Call when you need it cause you know I beat it up, up
You know I beat it up, up
Call when you need it cause you know I beat it up, up
Girl, Ima come through
Ima put it down on you, Ima beat it up
Ah
You know I beat it up, ah
Call when you need it cause you know I beat it up
Ah
Girl, Ima come through
Ima put it down on you, Ima beat it up
Catching feelings
I dont wanna, I dont wanna, I dont wanna mess things up between us
But I love them feelings
You give me when Im wrapped up in your love
I know that were not together , girl
But I know everything about your body
Girl, you love it when I take my time and dive in
Makes it better cause you know we only close friends
Spread them legs, Ima give it to ya all night, all night, all night
Ima have you screaming
Call when you need it cause you know I beat it up, up
Yeah, yeah
You know I beat it up, up
Call when you need it cause you know I beat it up, up
Girl, Ima come through
Ima put it down on you, Ima beat it up
Ah, ooh-woah
You know I beat it up, ah
Call when you need it cause you know I beat it up
Ah, no, no
Girl, Ima come through
Ima put it down on you, Ima beat it up
Oh, Ima beat, Ima beat it up, girl
Girl, yeah, yeah, ooh
I know that were not together, girl
But I know everything about your body
Girl, you love it when I take my time and dive in
Makes it better cause you know we only close friends
Spread them legs, Ima give it to ya all night, all night, all night
Ima have you screaming
Call when you need it cause you know I beat it up, up
You know I beat it up, oh, baby, up
Call when you need it cause you know I beat it up, up
Oh, I beat it up, yeah
Girl, Ima come through
Ima put it down on you, Ima beat it up
Ah, ayy, when you wake up in the morning, girl
You know I beat it up, ah
Call when you need it cause you know I beat it up, oh, oh
Oh
Girl, Ima come through
Ima put it down on you, Ima beat it up
Oh, woah |
This next guest.. is my man
Bringing him back, its a pleasure to have him here
Please give it for my brother Kanye.. West
Uh.. Let me start by..
Thanking you know.. for allowing me to come back because this is one of the important days in the year to me... next to yknow Christmas, my mothers birthday and my birthday yknow
Now here goes the story...
My momma calls me and she says "Baby, Im down in Miami and they playin your song all day long. You making a lot of money right now. So when you on the tour I know theres gonna be lot of girls out there tryna throw you their pussy"
I mean thats how my momma talks with me
She says "Baby, imma want you to put on three rubbers cause I dont want no girl out there fucking up our money
Eighteen years, eighteen years
She got one of your kids, got you for eighteen years
I know a nigga payin child support for one of his kids
His baby mama car and crib is bigger than his
You will see him on TV any given Sunday
Win the Super Bowl and drive off in a Hyundai
She was supposed to buy your shorty Tyco with your money
She went to the doctor, got lipo with your money
She walkin around lookin like Michael with your money
Shouldve got that insured, Geico for your money
If you aint no punk
Holla, "We want prenup! We want prenup!"
Its somethin that you need to have
‘Cause when she leave yo ass, she gon leave with half
Eighteen years, eighteen years
She got one of your kids, got you for eighteen years
And on the 18th birthday he found out it wasnt his!
Maaan! he killed that bitch, they gave him 25 years, 25 years
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.. |
Yo, Gee, they cant stop me from rapping, can they?
Can they, Hop?
Through the fire, to the limit, to the wall
For a chance to be with you
Id gladly risk it all
Through the fire
Through whatever, come what may
For a chance at loving you
Id take it all the way
Right down to the wire
Even through the fire
I drink a Boost for breakfast, an Ensure for dessert
Somebody ordered pancakes, I just sip the sizzurp
That right there could drive a sane man berserk
Not to worry, Mr. H-to-the-Izzos back to wi-zerk
How do you console my mom or give her light support
Telling her her sons on life support?
And just imagine how my girl feel
On the plane, scared as hell that her guy look like Emmett Till
She was with me before the deal, shed been trying to be mine
She a Delta, so shed been throwing that Dynasty sign
No use in me tryin to be lyin, I been tryin to be signed
Tryin to be a millionaire, how I used two lifelines
In the same hospital where B.I.G. and 2Pac died
The doctor said I had blood clots, but I aint Jamaican, man
Story on MTV and I aint trying to make a band
I swear this right here, history in the making, man
Through the fire, to the limit, to the wall
For a chance to be with you
Id gladly risk it all
Through the fire
Through whatever, come what may
For a chance at loving you
Id take it all the way
Right down to the wire
Even through the fire
What if somebody from the Chi that was ill got a deal
On the hottest rap label around?
But he wasnt talking about coke and birds
It was more like spoken word
Except hes really putting it down?
And he explained the story about how blacks came from glory
And what we need to do in the game
Good dude, bad night, right place, wrong time
In the blink of a eye, his whole life changed
If you could feel how my face felt
You would know how Mase felt
Thank God I aint too cool for the safe belt
I swear to God, Driver 2 wants to sue
I got a lawyer for the case to keep whats in my safe safe
My dawgs couldnt tell if I...
I looked like Tom Cruise in Vanilla Sky
All they heard was I was in an accident like GEICO
They thought I was burnt up like Pepsi did Michael
I must got a angel, ‘cause look how death missed his ass
Unbreakable, what, you thought theyd call me Mr. Glass?
Look back on my life like the Ghost of Christmas Past
Toys "R" Us where I used to spend that Christmas cash
And I still wont grow up, Im a grown-ass kid
Swear I should be locked up for stupid shit that I did
But Im a champion, so I turned tragedy to triumph
Make music thats fire, spit my soul through the wire
Through the fire, to the limit, to the wall
For a chance to be with you
Id gladly risk it all
Through the fire
Through whatever, come what may
For a chance at loving you
Id take it all the way
Right down to the wire
Even through the fire
Im still standing better than I ever did
Looking like a true survivor, feeling like a little kid
Im still standing after all this time
Picking up the pieces of my life without you on my mind
Im still standing, yeah, yeah, yeah
Im still standing, yeah, yeah, yeah |
Uh, uh, lets take it back to basics
When shit gets worse, we converse
How we need a new balance
Before the lines get crossed like Asics
Just look at what we got, if we dont shoot the Reeboks
This is a beat that no flow can detox, so the respect is due
Like my Louie bag, I dont wanna have to check you
Im Chi as Buck-Fiftys and Pelle Pelle leathers
Some say my beats made the Bulls play better
I say, black on black is the hate that hate made
Sara Lee with the dough, Im talkin bout the cake maid
McDonalds with the flow, served over a billion
Youve seen the video, words over the building
Uh, I wish I could give you this feeling
I wish I could give you this feeling
And when the Workout Plan aint work out, man
Me and Common is back on the corners again
On the corner
Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh-uh, uh-uh
I open my eyes, the corner is like African tribes
The black is subsidized, the black enterprise, the passion arise
The youth fantasize, who got some cash in they eyes
If youth dies, mamas askin rationalize
Tryna build a spot where ghetto bastards could rise
The ghetto has been bastardized by those that capitalize
Wonder if its a plan that the master devised
To bring his people to a land where the blacks are despised?
On the corner |
Yeah, D-Twizzie back up in this bitch!
"Eminem buddies"
Buddy this, nigga
Welcome to D12 World!
Where you can get anything from sex, X, to girls
Welcome to D12 World!
Prostitutes and guns, so fuck the real world
Word, word *gibberish*
How do we smoke crack, how do we smoke?
How do we smoke?
Fuck the silly shit, I pull a mac milli quick
When D12 rock his summer its over with
All these bitches and all these hoes
What the fuck you looking at me for?
Oh yeah, you like my chain
Wanna get your skinny ass up in the Range
I like my bitches raspy and nasty
I like a fat and nasty bitch named Ashley
I slide you dope without no procrastination
And you can watch me fuck up your imagination
Im always getting drunk, and I fiend to smack hoes
I mean it, I leave them screaming like pterodactyls
This is our world
Wed love to smack you
Hot lead flying with debris and shrapnel
Ripping you to shreds, fucking up your tattoo
Break into your crib, take your records and plaques too
D12 is, thats who! Got you limping
Still popping something purple with a bottle of gin, bitch!
I fuck up your kinship, I lie in this shit
Peep, I stole your moms jeep and crashed into my street
Crazy deranged, of course we Shadys gang
Of course we wear clothes with holes and blood stains
No doubt, we shoot badges, born with ski masks
Chew on shrooms, drink booze, and pee acid
Welcome to D12 World!
Where you can get anything from sex, X, to girls
Welcome to D12 World!
Prostitutes and guns, so fuck the real world
Welcome to D12 World!
Shrooms, gonorrhea, syphilis, ebola
Welcome to D12 World!
Aaaaahhhhh!!!
Ayo, niggas be talking shit, but they laying slump now
I graduated from techs, I grip a pump now
I used to be nice, but nice dont cut it
Now I open they wig, if they dont open my budget, bitch!
Them D12 niggas, they be quick to blast
Ill take my shower cap off, and whup your ass
Stepping to us, you cant be the smartest
Cause youll get dropped like an Aftermath artist
They catch me mingling by a bitch with class
When she turn Ill be sprinkling some shit in her glass
What part of this you cant understand?
Ill emmilliate a man, worse then making a band
Dont be mistaking that man
Hell invite you over
Real fast, and pass your ass a glass of Ebola
Ive been doing this for a minute
And Im starting to see my little brother Caleb
Look more like a star then me
Thats why I just started working out
Man, this shit aint working out
Welcome to D12 World!
Where you can get anything from sex, X, to girls
Welcome to D12 World!
Prostitutes and guns, so fuck the real world
Welcome to D12 World!
Shrooms, gonorrhea, syphilis, ebola
Welcome to D12 World!
Aaaaahhhhh!!!
Hamnili-lalala
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Hamnili-lalala |
Yeah
Shawty
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Yeah, snap your fingers, do your step
You can do it all by yourself
Excuse me, but this verse has not been Russell Simmons approved, uh-uh
You wont see it on Runs house uh-uh
You wont see it at a nuns house
My New York ***** said he heard it at sons house
Talkin bout how this ** is poor as my low is
Baby is my Lois, maybe Im just bogus
Cause she dont want you to buy her a drank
Swizz said, "She aint got no money in the bank"
And she be standin there cause its cameras
Tryin to show your legs off, you aint Amerie
If I fall in love, a girl gon live on Rodeo
Until that day, oh, she take the monorail
And I dont want no girl that will answer to, "Ayo"
Make it more harder, make me put some work in
You get to flirtin, play her just perfect
**** a drink, Ima buy tha bar if youre worth it
Baby girl , whats your name?
Let me talk to you , let me buy you a drank
Im T-Pain , you know me
Konvict Music, Nappy Boy, ooh-wee
I know the club , close at three
Whats the chance of you rollin wit me?
Back to the crib , show you how I live
Lets get drunk and forget what we did
Ima buy you a drank
And then Ima take you home with me
I got money in the bank
Shawty, what you think bout that?
Ill be in the grey Cadillac
We in the bed like, ooh, ooh, ooh, woah, woah, ooh, ooh
We in the bed like, ooh, ooh, woah, ooh, woah, woah, ooh, ooh, woah
Talk to me, I talk back
Lets talk money, I talk that
Crunk Juice Bombs, Oakley Shades
Shawty got class, oh behave
Lets get gone, walk it out
Just like that, thats what Im talkin bout
We gone have fun, you gone see
On that Patrón, you should get like me
Ima buy you a drank
And then Ima take you home with me
I got money in the bank
Shawty, what you think bout that?
Ill be in the grey Cadillac
We in the bed like, ooh, ooh, ooh, woah, woah, ooh, ooh
We in the bed like, ooh, ooh, woah, ooh, woah, woah, ooh, ooh, woah
Lets get gone
Walk it out
Now rock, rock, rock, rock
You can do it all by yoself
Lets get gone
Walk it out
Now rock, rock, rock, rock
You can do it all by yoself
Ima buy you a drank
And then Ima take you home with me
I got money in the bank
Shawty, what you think bout that?
Ill be in the grey Cadillac
We in the bed like, ooh, ooh, ooh, woah, woah, ooh, ooh
We in the bed like, ooh, ooh, woah, ooh, woah, woah, ooh, ooh, woah |
We got love, love, love
You better believe it
We got love, love, love
You better believe it
I got house and the carriage, yeah
I got black love and marriage, yeah
They gon say, "You cant have it," but
Im like, "Dont kill the messenger"
We gon break the stigma up
Huxtables turned to Obamas
It aint about where you been, where you from, what you got, its all about love
Self-love is the best love
When you gon take that wristband off?
That pity party been over
Dont need makeup to dress you up
I gave birth on the bathroom floor
Just me, Iman, and headphone cords
Dont let this life defeat you
I hope this message reach you
Throw your hands up
Play catch with the hundreds
Love is the new money
Im just chillin with the homies, home is where the heart is
Throw your hands up
Play catch with the hundreds
Love is the new money
Im just chillin with the homies, home is where the heart is, ah
We got love, love, love
You better believe it
We got love, love, love
You better believe it
I lived in abundance
Love is the new money
Im mentally wealthy
Spiritually conscious
Im fresh outta Onyx
Im ballin and ballin
I play with the hundreds
Love is the new money
Thats my frequency
Spark up, burn the sage
Clear the room, kill the hate
Love is the new wave
Play catch with the hundreds
Love is the new money
Im just chillin with the homies, home is where the heart is, ah
Play catch with the hundreds
Love is the new money
Im just chillin with the homies, home is where the heart is, ah
We got love, love, love
You better believe it
We got love, love, love
You better believe it
We got love, love, love
You better believe it
We got love, love, love
You better believe it
Play catch with the hundreds
Love is the new money
Im just chillin with the homies, home is where the heart is, ah
Play catch with the hundreds
Love is the new money
Im just chillin with the homies, home is where the heart is, ah
Above all, you keep your clarity
You keep your focus
You keep your sense of love
And you keep your sense of purpose
Those are, theyre integral, you know, theyre key
Happiness, you know, um
A lot of people define success differently
You know, for me, you can have everything
You can have all the money in the world
But if its not enjoyable, if its not sustainable, know what I mean?
If you cant be a person of integrity while having all of these things
What does it matter? What does it mean?
The value is internal
Your value is internal
We got love, love, love
You better believe it
We got love, love, love
You better believe it |
Its real, all dreams real
My boy text me, he told me, "Dream big"
Like the cars that we own now, member we used to lease it
Now we undefeated, look at what the team did
All dreams are real
All dreams, real
All dreams, real
All dreams, real, real
Spirit of Coltrane with us
Old slang, you know the old sayin
Hos saying, "He sold out," out the stores, mane
I like soul beats and pjs, Im so plain
Opps crowded around my house like I was Houssein
Came and grabbed me out my house like I was insane
Doc sayin, "Theres somethin wrong with his membrane"
Ive been sufferin from lack of sleep, bitch, I been drained
Gotta high type of tolerance for that type of pain
Pour some, I wan go numb till its okay
Here we go, Im off the drink and now we in things
We was lowkey, heard you wanted to avenge things
We approached, we aint gon make it till the endgame
Guess thats just what he got to do to get the rent paid
I aint gon hate on no man to get a bill paid
Bills aint the real pain, the real pain is real pain
Your self-hate, self-doubtin, fake love
But
All dreams, real
Its that no limitations, babe
All dreams, real
Yeah, Ye cold
But that Trump hat forced me to feel like I like J. Cole, damn
My own city turned they back on me
They thought I told Push about Drakes son, goddamn
Like I aint want them to run, goddamn
I guess they fall and they dumb, goddamn
I dont care about his son, goddamn
I just rap about me, goddamn
Niggas cant resist publicity for free, goddamn
Always wantin somethin like it isnt me, goddamn
Everytime, I rap it, this aint charity, goddamn
Energy that never die, energy that stay alive
Energy, the synastry Im finna see a synesthesia
I could see ya, color feel ya
Bona feature, extra features
Im allegiant, all the deats, all the features
And the teachers and the preachers
They could reach us on the feature
All the leaches, all my features
I was just in the bleachers
Jump the bleachers, Im a thesis
Thats my thesis, Holy Jesus
Um
All dreams, real
All dreams, real
"Gotta let Ye be Ye"
Let me? Psh-psh-nigga? |
If you ever see somebody next to me, know that theyre better than me at something
So -- bars. Bars
So its really good to have this event tonight which we decided instantaneously, the way we put this shit together, yall comin out here tonight vibin with us. In the way this whole albums put together. The amount of producers that came together for it and the way we worked on this shit really collectively, collaboratively. We didnt give a fuck about what nobody else said outside lookin in, anything. We just wanted to make the best product possible. And this is just the beginning of an entirely new mentality of how to make music directed for the people. What I said last night is like, we drop this shit June 18th. This aint about waitin until August and havin some big this and that. Its about deliverin some shit for yall to go to work to, ride to, listen to while yall workin out and shit. Whatever yall doin to provide a soundtrack for this shit thats gon come out. We gon keep on doin this shit over and over and over. Makin shit for my core, my cut
With the creative director Matt Williams and Virgil Abloh, the whole team, Don C, Ibn, all the Been Trill family, and the combination of all the people we brought together from Daft Punk workin like 3-4 joints on the album. The first joint "Onsite", "I Am A God", bless me, and Mike Dean. Travis Scott workin on the album, Hudson Mohawke, Arca. And of course, at the end, last -- wait a second, am I forgettin some people and shit?
Last, but not last, that came and helped bring this whole shit together, the executive producer of this LP and the family, is Rick Rubin comin in and finishing up the whole shit for us. Which is legendary because everything we did on this project, everything I get like when we release Numbers on the Boards", from the video to the "NO ARTWORK" to the sound of the song and everything. I was like, "What would Rick Rubin do? What was his Def Jam shit that they were doing?" Because I remember like Ricky would say, "When we did Def Jam, we wasnt really feelin like we was in competition with nobody, cause this shit was so direct." Where we at right now? We in the middle of the city right now, over into the motherfuckin streets and nobody shuttin down shit while we makin real music and yall vibin out to this shit.. So its good for me to go to the God, Rick Rubin, and play him my shit. Ask him questions and allow him to take this project to an entirely new level and he made a lot of great decisions at the end and brought it to a whole new level. And I wanted to explain something about the title Yeezus
Simply put: West was my slave name and Yeezus is my god name |
Its your boy Ne-Yo, we gonna do it like this
The Roc is in the building, yeah
Its the remix yo
Kanye is in the building
Yo, the monster don is in the building, we in here
Kanye West is in the building
Ghostface
Your boy getting fat now
I got the fat stomach and laid up, eating good now
Other girl all stressed out, my girl got the fat ass
Shorty mad, pulling her hair out
Come through the block, in the brand new Benz
Knowing that me and that nigga aint friends
Yeah, what I did was wack
But you dont get a nigga back like that
Bouncing around, when Im up in these streets
Knowing that me and that nigga got beef
Yeah, what I did was wack
But you dont get a nigga back like that, no
Im high powered, put Eva Mendes to sleep
Yo pardon, that bitch been on my mind all week
But back to you, MAC gloss chick, youre way fit
How you have everything in this world and waste it
Prince told me itll be okay, Im so sick like Ne-Yo say
Im laid back, like neo-soul, I holla back at this Creole ho
She from the N.O., but she never told me "N-O" so
We at the spot to chill, where the food get grilled
She ordered the Kobe beef like Shaquille ONeal
Second I walked in, the whole room got still
I dont know how to put this, but Im kind of a big deal
And she conceited, she got a reason
She got her hair did, she got her weave in
And Imma sweat that out by the evening
You, I dont sweat that now, I got a new
Come through the block, in the brand new Benz
Knowing that me and that nigga aint friends
Yeah, what I did was wack
But you dont get a nigga back like that
Bouncing around, when Im up in these streets
Knowing that me and that nigga got beef
Yeah, what I did was wack
But you dont get a nigga back like that, no
Oh girl, I cant believe you zoned out
Played me for this dude, nice shoes and a bottle of coast out Mont
Im that Don Wilson
First one to put you up six suites in that Resident Hilton
Mink coach, colorful stones and big stacks
Yeah, I was fucking, but you dont get me back like that
Causing me grief, you know me and homey had beef
Now you got me losing my mind, out up in these streets
You flamingo, showing your true colors
Heard yall was ducking down low when you see my brothers
But its all good, I move from ex to next
Got the baddest little chick to sign off of them checks
Fat bubble, her bodys like one of the best
But I dont need to say nothing, ask Kanye West
She eye candy, smoother than Godiva chocolate
And you mad cause you played yourself, its your fault, trick
Come through the block, in the brand new Benz
Knowing that me and that nigga aint friends
Yeah, what I did was wack
But you dont get a nigga back like that
Bouncing around, when Im up in these streets
Knowing that me and that nigga got beef
Yeah, what I did was wack
But you dont get a nigga back like that, no
Shot through the heart, the girl caught me
Shot through the block, with him shot gun
He lucky, I aint stop, copped the shotgun
Killah type cat, you better be glad, Im not one
Had a couple stars up in my sky
She was my moon and my sunshine
Dude aint even fly, he just some guy
You blamed yourself, Im done, peace, one
Come through the block, in the brand new Benz
Knowing that me and that nigga aint friends
Yeah, what I did was wack
But you dont get a nigga back like that
Bouncing around, when Im up in these streets
Knowing that me and that nigga got beef
Yeah, what I did was wack
But you dont get a nigga back like that, no |
As I hop on this red eye flight with all red eyes
Hoodie over my head, recognize a Jedi
If I go too fast down this road I end up like Left Eye
I’m wondering would it be better if I left life
My girlfriend know I got a fetish for fine hoes
Im worldwide so she know I’m gonna find hoes
Sneaking in my iPhone, looking through my call log
It hurts looking at her face to ask her what she crying for
I’m so fresh I’m wondering "why didn’t I design clothes?"
This rap shit is something that you gotta be designed for
Meetings at the label saying they gon make Sean blow
Turned the radio on and do I hear Sean? No
Man please do not gimmick me, put me on the shelf and not remember me
And treat me like a John Doe
I wish that I could drop my nuts in they tonsils
Shut up bitch swallow
And I been signed to Ye for well over a year now
It’s clear now, Imma focus on my career now
You taught me to create a process
Saying that you changed my life dog it’s me being modest
But honestly I wish that I could take you off tour
Put you in the studio so you could focus more on my shit
And I don’t mean to sound selfish
But I am not an artist thats selfless
I’m feeling like a crab in a bucket
That’s just tryna get it crackin
Amongst all these fuckin shellfish
And it’s a dream come true that you signed me
Big Sean, G.O.O.D. Music signee
People asking me how it happened, man I tell em
I Rolex-ed the situation and just had perfect timing
And you already know where to find me
Bitch Im connected to the D like Siamese
So if you see me out of town getting money
Know I do it for my city and I be back very promptly
So say what up if you see us
And the D is burn rubber and the Sean man lead us
Like being undefeated, feeling undefeated
Dick so big I bust a nut for a fetus
Glad to do any interview or dope feature
Come holla at a nigga as I’m trying on sneakers
Niggas making diss records in efforts that I see it
Waiting on my reply but they never will receive it
You are not half of what I am and can’t be it
You are just a hundred-and-one percent bitch
Recognize a star like you pledge to the allegiance
And I don’t want fans, I want believers
Race to success so Imma keep pedalin
Cuz my mama man she deserve everything
So if I find a girl with beauty and brains like her
Then best believe she gon get a wedding ring
But I don’t know if I believe in love to be honest
Cuz every girl love the headliners
Take her to my hotel all my niggas there
And best believe they gon give us all a hair line-up
And that’s why girls wanna leave us
Tell em where we are but they never gon believe us
Won’t stop till we end up on that show Cheaters
But I bet you couldn’t spot me if a nigga wore cheetah
And I be in the strip-club Teasers
Giving all the girls what’s needed
Honest dog had so many problems dog
I could hand em out and be labeled a fuckin teacher
So respect my hand gesture
I dare any nigga try and come test us
You a mothafuckin act dog, a A.C.T. that’s why niggas try and test ya
A-Dub how the hell we gon make a mil
Pay the bills man, I ain’t tryna waste a deal
If you could make a deal believe you could break a deal
And if you can’t keep your promises then don’t say you will
Nigga dont say you will |
They treat you rough out there
But weve got Alcantara everywhere
Ferrari
Bad luck to talk on these rides
Mine on the road
Your dilated eyes
Watch the clouds float
White Ferrari
Had a good time
I let you out at Central
I didnt care to state the plain
Kept my mouth closed
Were so familiar
White Ferrari
Good times
I care for you still
And I will
Forever
That was my part of the deal
Honest
We got so familiar
Spending each day of the year
White Ferrari
Good times
You love me still and you will forever
You got that part of the deal
We got so familiar
Running my hands thru your hair
White Ferrari
Had a good time
One too many years
Some tattooed eyelids
On a facelift
Mind over matter is magic, I do magic
If you think about it itll be over in no time
And thats life
Ill drop you off and in a few months
Well talk again
When you need a break
Which part of the circle will you stand on
You keep doing the dance wrong
Im sure were taller in other dimension
You say were small and not worth the mention
Youre tired of moving
Your bodys aching
We should vacay, theres places to go
Clearly this isnt all that there is
Cant take whats been given
But were okay here, were doing fine
Primal and naked
You dream of walls that hold us in prison
Its just a skull
Least thats what they call it
And were free to roam
Like a mirage
Always one step ahead
Where we belong
Ive got a son somewhere
Hell be picking up where I left off
I might name that boy Ferrari
Hell meet a girl named Altashonda
Hell treat her soft like Alcantara
My brain is soft like Alcantara
My hands are rough, Im iguana
Your hair is long, are you Nicaraguan?
I cant go soft, Im Viagran
You want it all
Youre always one step ahead
Where you belong |
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I wanna get down, down, down, down
Down, down, down
Get down
We can get down
Uh, Mr. West is in the building, children, ladies
Call the shrink up, they about to go crazy
Hold your drinks up like you was celebratin
Hold your guns if they is hella hatin
Im so clean and them, they got rabies
I can see it through the lens of my Raybe-
Ans, Wayfarers, mmm-hmm
Ye do you play fair? Mmm-mmm
Grab your remote for the reason they made TiVo
Snap the Nikons at the icon with Nikes on
I heard you like to do it with the lights on
But I really make babies when the mics on
Check out all my kids, that bought all my cribs
Got me out of that apartment, you have got to pardon him
I am so retarded with a spit like a retarded kid that spits
Oops, I aint mean to say that ****
I told my homie Chris, these chicks is dangerous
You need a girl thats A-List, not one that just barely made it on a list
Cause from wall to wall, we got it poppin right now
Its a hundred girls, tryna get down, down, down
Baby girl, gotta tell you
Seen you somewhere before, you look familiar
You had a red shirt, Gucci slacks, and a Gucci bag to match it
Tell me you remember that, baby girl
But, lady, never mind that
Can I take you out later? And heres my contact
Can you do me this favor? Let me spend this paper
On you cause its just sitting and lets spend it and go
Let me, let me
Guarantee, guarantee
Ill make your da-a-ay
Okay
I wanna get down, down, down, down
Down, down, down
Get down
We can get down
The way I see it, girl, you a perfect ten
Thats why Im all on you, baby, you got me wondering
What to do, what to say, dont want to come off lame
Girl, do you got a man? Better yet, girl, whats your name?
Just let me, let me, guarantee, guarantee
Ill make your da-a-ay, okay
Now if you with it, shawty, shawty, let me, let me
Take your bad away, baby, can we dream, just for today?
I wanna get down, down, down, down
Down, down, down
Get down
We can get down
I wanna get down, down, down, down
Down, down, down
Get down
We can get down
Down, down, down, down
Down, down, down
Get down
We can get down
I wanna get down, down, down, down
Down, down, down
Get down
We can get down
To all my ladies, sexy ladies
I wanna get down with yall |
A-yeah-yeah-yeah
Whoa-oh-oh
A-yeah-yeah-yeah
I just seen lil mama Instagram and she flexin
Dont care about your puppy, just that ass and them breastses
Oh, girl, you a model? Damn, I never woulda guessed it
And if you tryna throw out all them vibes, Ima catch em
The lifestyle we live is just too dangerous
Paranoid since theyve been leakin my shit
Wonder if itll come out on the web
And I cant help all these bitches on my dick
Takin a photo and postin that shit
Comin home late and I crawl into bed
She always be askin me, "Where have you been?"
Whoa
The world has gone to shit and we all know that
People freakin out, like, hit the Prozac
Leon DeChino shorts got all the blogs mad
Well, fuck the internet, and you can quote that, whoa
Instalove
Well, if ignorance is bliss, then dont wake me up
And Ill prolly be the last to know
Cause I dont get on the internet no more
Instalove
And they try so hard just to fuck shit up
And Ill prolly be the last to know
Cause I dont get on the internet no more
Double the ahh, its all on your ass, ball on your ass
I aint gon be here all night on your ass
I was up grinding, I was all on your ass
Double the cahh, double the bih
I got em up and then yall in a grit
I bet whats happening, yall in the dih
I was up buh and all of the dick
Aint big this big, my favorite shit
She grabbin my dick, saying "is you shavin this dick?
Crankin it bit, then hangin it bit, duh-buh-buh you hangin in it?
Came in this bit but its say-bih-dih-bih
*gibberish* been taking this dick and then taking this shit
*gibberish* belt
*gibberish* everything I felt
Instagram and shit, dry snitchin on theyself
Duh-nuh-muh-nuh how you ever felt and I know that
Insta love
Again oh-no-no-no it reminds me of
And Ill prolly be the last to know
Cause I dont look at the internet no more
Instant love
Nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah it reminds me of
And, be the last to know
Cause I dont look at the internet no more
Ooh, I know
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Instalove
Well, if ignorance is bliss, then dont wake me up
And Ill prolly be the last to know
Cause I dont get on the internet no more
Instalove
And they try so hard just to fuck shit up
And Ill prolly be the last to know
Cause I dont get on the internet no more
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh |
Lyrics from Snippet
Por ti volaré
Espera que llegaré
Mi fin de trayecto eres tú
Para vivirlo-
Like the mindblower, watchin what we dont want
Whole family here, but it feel like a movie
Feel like a movie, yeah, it feel like a movie
Whole family here, but it feelin like a-
We so living so Italian , living so Italian
Living so Italian , I said living so Italian
Living so Italian , living so Italian
Living so Italian , I said living so Italian
Hov keep gettin that dinero, got it
Even if a nigga gotta rob it, get it?
Black Jack in a casino
A nigga got unlimited credit, uh
A nigga got a lot of vendettas, uh
But we the Black mob, we gonna set it, uh
Peel off in a Lamborghini Countach
200 in the dash, we gonna rev it, uh
Lucky Luciano is what they call me, paesano
A 100 keys at the piano
Plays across the Verrazano
El Padrino, in the villa in Venice, sippin vino
Not bad for a mulignan
Yall know like we know, ha
Like the mindblower, watchin what we dont want
Whole family here, but it feel like a movie
Feel like a movie, yeah, it feel like a movie
Whole family here, but it feelin like a-
We so living so Italian , living so Italian
Living so Italian , I said living so Italian
Living so Italian , living so Italian
Living so Italian, I said living so Italian |
Wake up to twitter once again Molley trending for a bitch
I’m not bitter just never thought Hash was
The next on my list
In mommy’s whip spitting some kiddy’s shit
Got all the kiddies lit
Publicity got little biggie lit, I’m Riky with the shit
You must have amnesia, you crying ‘bout children
I’m fucking with women that cash in on millions
Hold up Molley boy, you do not have to kill him
Man, I made the kid so I do not see a difference
You spitting stats and they ain’t accurate, making me look inadequate
Like I ain’t done immaculate
Like your numbers be lapping it
You owe rappers boy, I’m a CEO to rappers
I rep my shit with a passion I’m wearing it like it’s fashion
Wrap him up and body bag him
Give his body to the trash man
Only time you’ll see me throwing hash up in the trash can
You took a break from music for a bitch you didn’t fuck
I heard Anatii thinks you’re weird and that’s why "Nyani" ain’t gon’ drop
You my son, I brought you up
How you gon’ try bring me down?
Must’ve forgot back at RawX boy you done slept on my couch
Living off features got you demons I know nothing about
The prince & king so I guess I just gotta air this shit out
Full ownership, got full percent of all my money and shit
I heard you get twenty percent when all the money gets split
You came up broke and hungry spending weeks at everyone’s crib
All of the videos when you was on some NeverBroke shit
Ain’t no cap in my raps you know I spit the truest of shit
They used to call you the black Molley, you came up on my shit
Why you capping like all that gangster shit is really legit
Got shit on you I know could really have you dead in the pits
You a rat and all you do is follow cheese
You’re lucky chilling with Reece got you up a couple degrees
I never needed no co-signing from nobody but me
Ain’t forget how you told me all your relations make belief and how you got em on your songs just for a card up your sleeve
I mean sheesh, sad you had to sell inner peace for a piece
Ain’t you just drop? How the fuck they got Molley shit on repeat?
Is it the size of your shoe or me cause I’m
Smellin’ defeat
I’m making sense why the whip ya’ll move in look like a hearse
I’m your pops, I gotta show you that it come with a curse
Know the warranty on your words do not cover returns
Plus your debt to uncle Riky better check what you earn
Man a lot ya’ll daps they ain’t even worth the catch
In person never that bold but you always typing in caps
Youngin all we ever smoking here is the biggest of hash
Bigger camp, bigger bags, it don’t get better than facts
That coffin that you said you had might be big enough for two
I brought a casket to sway that fitted bout fifty of you
Whatever happened to Riky puttin’ a milly on you?
How come you tryna come at us when labels stealing from you?
How come you never hot headed when we chillin’ with you?
You treating this like it was me who went out reaching for you
Been outta reach since your wave was still itty bitty and new
Don’t let all of that young shit turn you into some old news
Would’ve bodied me up on Sway? Even on Sway I wrecked you
Funny how everybody was cool with that shit except you
We got your theory kid, but in theory I deaded you loose
I bodied you ‘bout twice before, so now you double dead blue
Try come for Molley again and I’ll have you hang by a noose
I got a can full worms, don’t let me let them all lose
You’re tanking soldier boy, I just snapped you in two
All these public statements on twitter, man how Hip Hop of you
Ironic how my numbers on that Sway shit got 8 miles on you
Funny how you pulled the race card, that’s even shady for you
I told you I’m really bad, I just moonwalked on you |
Im so, excited
Im home, been grindin
Lets go, tonight
Just make some money you know
I got it, if you want it
If you love it
Im on it, Im on it
So come on it
I need your loving tonight
Im tired of my job
Im tired of my boss
Im taking you out
Your taking it off
Only thing on my mind is how we bout to get it on
I wanna get caught up in your love tonight
You can help me just breathe, breathe
Im tryin to get caught up in your love tonight
You can help me just breathe, breathe
Now we got time
Lets stay in
Im sayin
Imma make you stay home from church
Im prayin
I finally got to take the night off
So we can make some love tax write-offs
Well light some candles with the lights off
So we can set the mood right off
I wanna get caught up in your love tonight
You can help me just breathe, breathe
Im tryin to get caught up in your love tonight
You can help me just breathe, breathe
Im so, excited
Im home, been grindin
Lets go, tonight
Just make some money you know
I got it, if you want it
If you love it
Im on it, Im on it
So come on it
I need your loving tonight
I need your loving tonight
I need your loving tonight
I wanna get caught up in your love tonight
You can help me just breathe, breathe
Im tryin to get caught up in your love tonight
You can help me just breathe, breathe
I wanna get caught up in your love tonight
You can help me just breathe, breathe
Im tryin to get caught up in your love tonight
You can help me just breathe, breathe |
Travie!
Pete, thought I told you
What up, Hemmy? I see you!
Ive had the world at arms length from the get-go
This aint an arms race, its Apocalypto
The industrys a target, I suggest these labels get low
On top of that, this track is cracked like burnt Brillo
Consider me the beast of East Eleventh
VIP, all day, AK47
If words is weapons, then get to steppin
My arsenals enough to send Hells Angels to Heaven
Im cool as the Fonz, and deadly as Charles Bronson
Im Gonzo, you can call me Travie S. Thompson
Go head, and you can choose a similar path
But dont gas yourself up like Sylvia Plath, jeez
Watch Travie take the title with ease
You want a verse, please, I wouldnt bless you if you sneezed
Pardon me, Im allergic to bullshit
Got a God complex with a full clip, pow!
The leader, man; Tyga-man make you leave your man
Ladies man take your mate
Literally, this song got me checking out my range
With no piff involved, my swag flyer than a plane
With the unruly attitude; ignorant, arrogant dude
Excuse me, Im only seventeen
"Youre excused, I like your honesty, honestly
Youre more mature than the average teen"
"And uh, your label family? You must have a team"
Decaydance, preferably, thatll be next for me
The restll be history, plat-i-um until they stop listening
Then your babys back like ribs
I know youve been missing me, I almost forgot to mention it
Ever heard a sound like this?
This aint a scene, its god-damn arms race!
This aint a scene, its god-damn arms race!
This aint a scene, its god-damn arms race!
Im not a shoulder to cry on, but I digress
I’m a leading man
And the lies I weave are oh-so intricate, Oh-so intricate
I’m a leading man
And the lies I weave are oh-so intricate, Oh-so intricate
Now I dont know what the hell this song is talkin bout
Do you?
She said "Yeah, I been spendin all day tryna figure that out"
You too?
The arms race made em raise they arm
And race straight to the top; Who knew?
Right now they got that number one spot
Do you want that? Me too
One thing I gotta call out, boy, take a look at Fall Out Boy
Since they aint black, when they get money they dont ball out, boy
They just buy tight jeans till their nuts hang all out, boy
They figure Ye dress tight so we gonna dress tighter
He dress white so we gone dress whiter
So in spite of anything you mightve
Seen or heard, this scene occurred, word
I’m a leading man
And the lies I weave are oh-so intricate, Oh-so intricate
I’m a leading man
And the lies I weave are oh-so intricate, Oh-so intricate
Ha, come on, expensive taste, we up in a arms race
Big money, big crib, big Cadillac
Big daddy, boy, I cop big dro sacks
Paper stack, big ring, big bling-bling
Try to take big chain, big bang-bang
Im going , Im going , Im motherfucking gone
Aint no signs that Im slowing though Im knowing that Im wrong
Bring it on, out to get it, I need cash by the stacks
I need a new pair of Stacys and a dash for the Lac, jack
Ha, hear that? Top back grill
Coming down on the spiderweb chrome wheels
First place in the stunting race, top notch
Paint drip-drop, flip-flop, strapped with a Glock
Live every day like its my last one; maybe it is
And aint no morrows in my world of sorrow; maybe in his
I break ribs, break laws, break jaws at most
I still stick to the coast, hold up and reload
OH!
Theres an arms race, like Im runnin on my hands
A dance marathon on my napalms, and
Drop mines first so that they bombs cant
And Glocks, lasers, missiles, beat rocks, paper, scissors
I built mines big, better build yours bigger
Built mines quick so I could kill yours quicker
The number one supplier, the worlds largest equipper
The second smallest dier, best non-coexister
I pledge allegiance to gasoline and bulletproof limousines
And leans on the property of the poor
And every night, I pray to the Lords Of War
Every man and mac eleven
That all good child rebel soldiers go to AK-47 heaven
And a landmine in every playground that they step in
And you took the footage from the camera on the tips
Of our bullets, and record like former Darfur
I’m a leading man
And the lies I weave are oh-so intricate, Oh-so intricate
I’m a leading man
And the lies I weave are oh-so intricate, Oh-so intricate
Yeah, its Weezy, baby!
I am your arms dealer, Im more like an armed dealer
Liter-rally, really, I dont get this song neither
But Imma figure it out like a palm reader
And, since I be on TV, I turn it on to see me!
Hey, Im so cool, even I wanna be me
That was totally off the subject
But for me, every song is like pussy so fuck it
Like Fresh, you dug it |
You cant tell me nothing
Gangster? I dont buy it -- you cant sell me nothing
Im everything you thought I wasnt
Now check out how I does it on this K. West production
All your bullshit, I will flush it
And I got the paper to wipe that ass
Every little song and dance come out, yall hype that trash
And yo, Im far from a hater
Cause suckers gotta eat too -- get yall paper
I aint mad at cha -- I just cant deal with these fake rappers
Cause most of these niggas wear they boxers backwards
Niggas claim king but cant govern they household
Now real niggas doing time from shit they mouth told
Why dick-eating niggas always rap with a mouth full?
But you know they dont play with me
The realest nigga alive -- what can these niggas say to me? Nothing
La la la la, wait til I get my money right
La la la la, then you cant tell me nothing, right?
Excuse me, is you saying something?
Uh-uh, you cant tell me nothing
I had a dream that Jay and Dame was back together
And in that second, everything was back the same
In reality, your boy went to Mecca, came back
And said that I would never rap again
But Im back and thats the way the ball bounce
A verse is a ounce, a albums a brick -- now its time for traffic game
Yall lame, I am the product
Hotter than lava, they wonder how this Roc-a-fella package came
First you take a brick of Jay, a brick of Ye
Couple quarters of Freeway, an ounce of Beans
Then you kill em with the flow
We the realest; even Dontrelle Willis couldnt out the team
We speak the truth and they believe us
Tell FEMA even Hurricane Katrina couldnt out the flames
Roc-a-fella here to stay, we airing out yall lames
Free At Last on the way, so clear em out my lane
Yeah homie, this the theme song
First I get my money right, then I get my team on
If I always prayed to have gleam on
Three hundred dollar jeans on, do that mean I dream wrong?
And I was high as a Lear jet
Fly as the insect even though we in debt
And it dont matter if I get her number cause
When I get my money right, she gon come running
And I be good like God with a extra "o"
God knows that my check needs some extra Os
And you know that you need to bring some extra
Not in jogging pants, either -- tell em wear some sexy clothes
Now my game so professional and my chain so fresh, they go
But after the fame, did you gain anything?
Damn, Ye, would you change anything?
Well,
Id cop more pink Polos and pop those collars
Misery love company, her nickname "Sorrow"
My Benz need company, her nickname Tahoe
"Wait til I get my money" everybody motto
So Imma need a bravo for everything that I wrote
Yeah -- hey mama, they cant hate em
Cause after all of the drama, K slayed em
Listen -- I aint worried bout shit
Its a Roc-a-fella/GMG invasion, bitch
You hear them niggas talking bout me? Aint that some shit
These niggas is like bitches -- they all on my dick
They dont want no real G to get in position
I opened up the door so all my real niggas could get in
Roc-a-fella, Def Jam, GMG its on
Uncle Murda coming for the motherfucking throne
Listen, you could call me the king of New York
You cant front, Im doing my thing
If it wasnt for the chronic and these bad-ass hos
Id be shooting motherfuckers everywhere I go, oh
But the head I be getting got me chilling
Got a nigga like, let me focus on these millions, man
It got me not thinking bout these lames
They dont really want no beef, they aint life-threatening
Im puffing purple haze with that sour diesel
Cant forget that kush -- Im high as a eagle
And just cause Im high off that marijuana
Dont mean I dont see them niggas creeping around the corner
They goners |
My raps is better than yours
My plaques is better than yours
My tracks is better than yours
You can have one but I have to charge
We can start with the hits on my arm I already got the bomb
Now all I need is my first LP to go gold
Then I will have the qualm uh-uh uh-uh uh-uh
Im Kon the Louis Vuitton Don
Bought my Mom a purse now she Louis Vuitton Mom
Still might throw on a little low arm they want me to stop go on gon
They dont want me to shop and me spending that hard
Oh my God is that a black card
I turned around and replied why yes
But I prefer the term African American Express
My raps is better than yours
My plaques is better than yours
My tracks is better than yours
You can have one but I have to charge
La La La La La
Off MTV
La La La La La
When you gonna go out with Me
Brains Power and Muscle like Dame Puffy and Russell
Your boy back on his hustle dont know you dont discuss you
Every rapper want to know when they can get to work
Every stylist want to know where they can get the shirts
Everybody ripping my style like the shit that hurts
But they dont give me my credit thats the shit that hurts
Theres something I might say Theres something I might play
A beat I might made might make they life change
And save they whole deal They wrist is on chill
They house is on hill You could be Lauryn Hill
See yall write songs to keep the lights on
Imma go in Def Jam and turn the brights on
Man Im just sayin
When I wanted to rap yall thought I was just playin
Now yall just prayin
My raps is better than yours
My plaques is better than yours
My tracks is better than yours
You can have one but I have to charge
You was a vic in high school, now you a thug?
Better step in the name of love
Before you giving pain a hug
Needing dope is like pain to drugs
Or aiming slugs til the game unplugged
Like a scoreboard with vice and warlords
Hot merchandise prices they want more for it
You was pink as ice single need to think it twice
Over the bitch and you came out like freaks in the night
Freed your mind at a cheaper price
On the street trying to seek advice
Im on point like I speak to dice
Took the underground at a steeper heights
May real niggas see the light, got fat girls eating right
Haha, we in this bitch, yeah
Hahaha
Its Common and Kanye
Yall niggas know what time it is, motherfuckers
Chi-Town, DJ Pharris
Heavy Hitters what up?
Mike Love What Up?
DJ Enuff
Pharrell! Thats my favorite producer by the way
Thats why I had to rap on this
Cause his tracks is better than yours
My tracks is better than yours
Just Blaze tracks is better than yours
You can have one but we all gonna
Charrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrge aaawwwww
Plain Pat, what up?
Big John, what up?
John Mnop, what up?
Don C, what up?
J.B., what up?
GLC, what up?
Bang, what up? Yeah
Really Doe, what up?
Arrowstar, what up? Yeah!
Oh, and did I mention the new head of my management, Benny Medina?
Yo G, Hop, we taxin these niggas right now
Plain Pat what up? Thats all |
Will I ever change in this life?
My grandma said Ill never change and she right
Yall think that L.A. gang banging shit hype?
Well you finna find out what the game be like
Red rag on my rear view
No tint in the Porsche, see clear through
God screaming up out them speakers
So loud that a nigga cant hear you
Wake up to a diamond cross, Im a Christian
Got a nigga feeling like Obama nem
Niggas shot out my windows, they jealous and envy
They spit on my Rari, they keyed up my Bentley
They went at my top dog like Ab-Soul and Kendrick
I said Im a killa, god damn it I meant it
I said I sold crack, nigga bubbling skillets
At my grandmas house, I was selling work in it
And god bless her soul, she died
Back out the four, load up the five
Pop up the trunk, load up them pies
Aye Ye, aint this how them niggas do it in the Chi?
Vice Lords, GDs
Crips, Bloods and Impalas on gold Ds
Yesterday a nigga swore he was a man in the hood
Now he begging for his life on both knees
Im a killer, no codees
Ask 40 Glocc, niggas dont know me
Got a problem blood, then come show me
Im on Rosecrans ing them Kobes
Got diamonds off in my Rollie
Granddaddy stuffed in my stogie
Motherfuck them Axel Foleys
Where Im from, niggas shooting at the police
Man these fuck niggas got me screwed up
Im like Papa Smurf in that blue truck
Red hat, red pants
Walking inside dreams with the kush in my hand - Im
Rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin them drugs up
Young nigga 15, broke, livin’ the scene
Sawed off in my pants, ‘bout to go make the lean
Finna rob me a nigga who’s money wasn’t the same
Somebody gon give it to me, or get one up in the brain
Mama used to stroke it just to feed me scraps
Every Saturday, it was YO! MTV raps
Got sick of looking at other niggas that aint deserve it
So I followed my older brother to beat these traps
I aint worried about the love, Ive seen everything
The hood hot, like the devil had it off in his hands
Send a strap your way, I seen a couple of fans
Last pack, I took that and a couple of bands
If I aint hustle to eat, I was doing that sippin Screw
But they would give it to me, everyday I was paying dues
I was a young wild nigga missing a couple screws
In the hood, when Im scared, only thing Imma use, when Im...
Mane, hold up
Young and I leans with a cup full of lean, and a 4-0 tucked
No more sleep, gotta get more bucks, OG rolled up
Stakes are high, so I pray to God the folks dont roll up
Big sister told me I need to grow up
But I need that money, better not crumb me
Pockets fat as my codeine tummy
Trying to get blow like my nose was runny
I work for mine, you cant take that from me
Wrap it up, like Egyptian mummy
And have it ready when I roll on up
Stacking dough on up, from the floor on up
And Im all through the hood like ice cream trucks, just rollin
Keep kush rolled, that dream Im holding
In the candy Caddy with with ninety molding
Bought a drop, put it in the shop
But everything I got, on that bitch stolen
Had a grill but couldnt afford the wheels
Had paint, but it wasnt candy
Kick endo to try and get that dough
Whole family know, so they couldnt stand me
Run and tell your mama, come get your son
Mama like damn, what the hell he done
Brother had bricks, but didnt give me shit
So when he went to the pen, I aint send him shit
Mama at work, so I ran the house
Ray on lock, so now Im the boss
Turn that face up like the Mary Jane
I was slanging caine, got us all kicked out
From Compton, all the way to Chi-Town
Back on down to Houston, Texas baby
Trae The Truth, Z-Ro, Slim Thugga
Paul Wall, Common, Kanye West, and The Game
Jesus Piece
Either you got one, you want one
Or you bout to rob a nigga for one
So what its gon be nigga? |
Ah-ha
Shorty gettin it in with me
Shorty gettin it in with me
She said I brought some friends with me, but I dont know why
Because they aint gettin in with me
Shorty gettin it in with me
Shorty gettin it in with me
She said I brought some friends with me, but I dont know why
Because they aint gettin in with me
You know me, Im with a ghetto diva, stiletto fever
Jell-o shots, yellow reefer
Same rules apply, Im back on top
You cant drink or smoke if you not gon pop
See me in the popcorn drop, not gon stop
Takin shots of Patron, gettin top on yachts
The medallions a mountain, rock on rocks
The whole world wanna know when this lock gon drop
Without a doubt, she acknowledge the wealth
Since she aint give brains, I told her let me get some knowledge of self
Then I told her be proud of yourself and dig deep
And try to see what you could get out of yourself
After all that, I told her to fall back
The Ferrari truck parked in the back is all black
Next time, bring some friends and more gnac
It depends how I feel in the morn if I call back, what
Shorty gettin it in with me
Shorty gettin it in with me
She said I brought some friends with me, but I dont know why
Because they aint gettin in with me
Shorty gettin it in with me
Shorty gettin it in with me
She said I brought some friends with me, but I dont know why
Because they aint gettin in with me
Yeah, Kanye to the, yeah
Im with this bad Ethiopian chick, drinkin straight up liquor
I told her Im Nigerian, a straight up nigga
Now is it just me, or do them Uggs
Have girls feet lookin like sheepskin rugs?
Some rhyme with a name, some rhyme nameless
Dont try to treat me like I aint famous
My apologies, are you into astrology?
Cause Im, Im tryin to make it to Uranus
See thats a little Don Juan game
All across your chest like Sean John name
Niggas tryin to figure out since Kan came
Who the rookie of the year, me or LeBron James?
They say whoa, dont get caught up in the hype
Aint no tellin they gon love you after tonight
Well if tonights the night, pop bottles, fuck models
Spend money til you broke, my nigga live your life!
Ah-ha!
Shorty gettin it in with me
Shorty gettin it in with me
She said I brought some friends with me, but I dont know why
Because they aint gettin in with me
Shorty gettin it in with me
Shorty gettin it in with me
She said I brought some friends with me, but I dont know why
Because they aint gettin in with me
Shorty gettin it in with me, 600 Benz with me
She wanna spend with me, uhh
She see me roll up the bud, then thug out the club
Cause I got my mens with me, uhh
She said she leavin her friends for me
They aint gettin in with her, cause she gon bend for me, uhh
Her tongue spin like a rim for me, do what she can for me
Look like a ten for me, uhh
Now shorty is out with me, usin her mouth for me
She lookin out for me, uhh
She said Kiss where you live, I said you see the Bridge
When you step on the balcony, lets go
Shorty gettin it in with me
Shorty gettin it in with me
She said I brought some friends with me, but I dont know why
Because they aint gettin in with me
Shorty gettin it in with me
Shorty gettin it in with me
She said I brought some friends with me, but I dont know why
Because they aint gettin in with me
Ah-ha! |
Yeah, check check, testing
Its clear out there, yeah
Its like Im hang glidin over the hood, ha
Never worry
Check, let there be light
No gang bangin in New York tonight
Just murals of Biggie Smalls, bigger than life
Turn up the kid mic ‘cause yall aint listenin right
Whats all this talk that Nas got bought?
Id rather outline my body in white chalk
Aint nobody been where I been, they at a stand still
This is all overseen by my man Will
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I know that I aint got much time left
And they dont really wanna see the good in me
Aint satisfied until they see the fool in me
And I know my business, so my sins great
And I thank the hood for all the love they gave
And I forgive em all, they did they best to hate
Oh, let there be light!
This aint to glorify, just painting a street picture
Theres no guidance or Bibles, just blunts and swishers
Gillettes cut caine in kitchen
Now every rapper wanna claim he hang with Kenneth "Supreme" McGriff, and
Its like the same difference except when niggas get arraigned
They dont want the same sentence, niggas get to snitchin
If I could reverse demises and turn falls to rises
And bring back the niggas who was livest
Old hustlers, reminiscing on better days
They home, doing nothing, might as well be in a cage
Hating on young brothers, one foot in the grave
They used to love us
Till we found our own way through the maze
New York, set trippin and flaggin
Got the West Coast laughin
Now Escos askin, "What happened?"
My homegirl from upper Manhattan; she remembers the quarters thats Latin, a lot of rat-a-tat-tattin
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I know that I aint got much time left
And they dont really wanna see the good in me
Aint satisfied until they see the fool in me
And I know my business, so my sins great
And I thank the hood for all the love they gave
And I forgive em all, they did they best to hate
Oh, let there be light!
The son of the audio cassette era, TEC wearer
Bullets and baguettes, Benz Bose Speaker Terror
Deman I get mine till Im dead, so I can drive somethin red
Like that horse standing on its hind legs
Since Arnold and Willis in they bunk beds
I wanted bread like Wonder
Not Ned the Wino like the parents of Lionel
Nas is the Ghetto American Idol
No matter what you do youre never getting my title
I cant sound smart, ‘cause yall will run away
They say I aint hungry no more and I dont talk about Ye
Like theres no other way for a ex-hustler
Cake getter, the ex-wig splitter to touch you, I beg to differ
When youre four years into the game
We can have a conversation
Eight years in the game, I invite you on vacation
Ten years in the game, after Ive enjoyed my fame
Only then I let you pick my brain, niggas
Right about now
I dont even deal with all that garbage
We getting real right, you know?
That is Tre Williams, ladies and gentlemen
Focus on good things, man, good times, heh-heh, alright
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I know that I aint got much time left
And they dont really wanna see the good in me
Aint satisfied until they see the fool in me
And I know my business, so my sins great
And I thank the hood for all the love they gave
And I forgive em all, they did they best to hate
Oh, let there be light!
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I know that I aint got much time left
And they dont really wanna see the good in me
Aint satisfied until they see the fool in me
And I know my business, so my sins great
And I thank the hood for all the love they gave
And I forgive em all, they did they best to hate
Oh, let there be light!
Oh let it be, let it be, yeah
Let it be, let it be |
GOOD Music, Yeezy
If you ask me
Anybody who ain’t tell you you was beautiful today need their ass beat
As we proceed, Island breeze, light the weed
I couldn’t find the words on how I feel
But what I lacked in skill I made up for in real
Time, the most precious thing a man could give
Because what she givn back is why that man can live
We need to take a break, minus the screech, oh
Find a resort, what? Private beach, Oooh
Pina colada sippin, by the sunset
My mission is to find every position, we aint done yet
Take my heart, take my love
Take my body, come build my home
Stay with me di Iyawo mi
Cause you love me
I will be your Scape goat honey
Cause you came through for me
You gave me break through baby
Baby Boo I can see your eyes
Say you don jam many fools for your life
Them go come as lovers as them disguise
But as time goes by, na your body be the price
Your back side sef...wey you carry na die
Thats why sometimes I no dey surprise
Them go say them love you but that na lie
Chop and clean mouth, tell you bye bye
Me sef i no tell you say na me holy pass
Some people dey talk say i dey use jazz
Them say I bush, Some say I razz
Them say I be nobody, I no get class, Well
Ive been bad and I know it and Im sorry - wanna show it
But no one would give me a chance to prove myself
Despite what youve heard of me
You still went ahead to be with me
You have chosen to be there for me
To you, I make this vow
I say...
You getting louder than a two year old drumset
Thats a mean gift, you work a mean stick
You’re like a phoenix, you could be my phoenix
Just rub your hands all over my v-neck
Swag, swag on Mach 5
Pac, cause dont it feel like Pac alive?
Feel my apocalypse, feel like I could just
Touch heaven with a Goddess in my fingertips
And I’m just trying to kiss every single lips
Hey Yeezy, what’s your next single is?
That Dbanj causing hysteria
Soon as we hop of the plane in Nigeria
Omo toh good oh
Oh nice oh
Omo toh clean oh
Omo to set oh
Toh sweet oh |
Ive been waiting my life and I stayed on my grind
Now I made up my mind, its been way too much time
Thats why
Its impossible, and you know that
I dont wanna hear that bullshit
I wanna hear that official shit
Kanye and that Twista shit
Thats so impossible to get it
Get it, thats so impossible to get it
Get it, thats so impossible to get it
Aint no way that you could pull up to the party
In a Bentley blowing B, gettin club like this
Aint no way that you could cook up in the studio
With Kanye and get it jukin in the club like this
Aint no way that you gon win
Dust some haters off while Im sippin on my Henn
Holla at a chick while she sippin on her gin
And I got the mobsters hollerin at her friends
For you to ever be the nicest
You wont get gangsta or get righteous
You aint never stood on a tip like this
You aint never stood for no shit like this
For you to get it if you dont wanna win
Get up off yo ass and go for yours, Im goin for mine
Now you aint from the ride what Im in, know what Im sayin?
Ive been waiting my life and I stayed on my grind
Now I made up my mind, its been way too much time
Thats why
Its impossible, and you know that
I dont wanna hear that bullshit
I wanna hear that official shit
Kanye and that Twista shit
Thats so impossible to get it
Get it, thats so impossible to get it
Get it, thats so impossible to get it
Its impossible for you to ever get with me
Because of how I ride on the track
Got the bitch in the back of the Bentley
Used to have the bitch in the back of the Cadillac
Niggas always hatin
Even before I came out with Po Pimp
You be sittin back and be talkin your shit
I cant help but I see you though, I dont get it
Lil mama, for you to fit all that ass in them jeans
Movin kinda wilder, turnin regular jeans into low riders
Tell me, can I be your man?
For you to ever deny that Im about Chi-Town
Represent the city with the deal for twelve years
And sell a couple of mil and still hold it down, thats impossible
Ive been waiting my life and I stayed on my grind
Now I made up my mind, its been way too much time
Thats why
Its impossible, and you know that
I dont wanna hear that bullshit
I wanna hear that official shit
Kanye and that Twista shit
Thats so impossible to get it
Get it, thats so impossible to get it
Get it, thats so impossible to get it
Get it, roll the weed up and lit it
Smoke a little but dont admit it
Do it like I did, too late, I did it
The controversy cant worse me, man
Im eating but Im still thirsty and
Thirsty, what is you sayin?
I got a duel with a couple niggas, thats Thursday, man
Why the hell is Im worryin?
Hoppin out the Benz with the perfect 10
"Man, your life must be perfect, man
Look at how they came up with the perfect plan"
Its impossible
Got strip clubs playin gospitel, flow so sick in the hospital
You know I jammed out like Pacll do
You know you throw your diamonds when I rock with you
Since Michael Jackson made "Rock With You"
I done did shit on Logical
Maybe cause we did the impossible
Baby, we done did the impossible
Ive been waiting my life and I stayed on my grind
Now I made up my mind, its been way too much time
Thats why
Its impossible, and you know that
I dont wanna hear that bullshit
I wanna hear that official shit
Kanye and that Twista shit
Thats so impossible to get it
Get it, thats so impossible to get it
Get it, thats so impossible to get it
I dont wanna hear that bullshit
I wanna hear that official shit
Kanye and that Twista shit
Thats so impossible to get it
Get it, thats so impossible to get it
Get it, thats so impossible to get it
Its impossible
Its just impossible
Its impossible |
Sex, sex tell me
Sex, sex tell me
Oh my god, youre so hot
Pull my hair, let me get on top
Oh my god, soaking wet
Back and forth till we break the bed
When you read my mind, get down and discover me
Im an open door, let you come inside of me
Want to put my hands around your neck
Gonna take you to a place that you will not forget
Sex, what you know about sex?
Tell me what you know about sex
Sex, what you know about sex?
Oh my god, youre so hot
Pull my hair, let me get on top
Oh my god, soaking wet
Back and forth till we break the bed
You got a bad attitude
I like to grind it on you
And when I let you put it on me
You better give me what I want, baby
Oh my god
Let me clean your wound, I can be your nurse
Got the antidote, please show me where it hurts
Can you be my father? Tell me what to do
You can punish me and maybe I will punish you
Sex, what you know about sex?
Tell me what you know about sex
Sex, what you know about sex?
Oh my god, youre so hot
Pull my hair, let me get on top
Oh my god, soaking wet
Back and forth till we break the bed
You got a bad attitude
I like to grind it on you
And when I let you put it on me
You better give me what I want, baby
Oh my
A lesson in sexology
Twisted rope, handcuffs
Blindfolds, string of pearls
Neckties, silk scarf
Silver chains, pretty girls
Thigh-highs, leather mask
High heels, golden mask
Perfume, switchblade
Absinthe, novocaine
Chopsticks, underwear
Barber soap, dental chair
Fishnets, satin sheets
Garter belt, raw meat
Candlelight, keyhole
Leather belt, meat stove
Golden shower, latex thong
Licorice whip, strap it on
Oh my god, youre so hot
Pull my hair, let me get on top
Oh my god, soaking wet
Back and forth till we break the bed
You got a bad attitude
I like to grind it on you
And when I let you put it on me
You better give me what I want, baby
Sex |
No one wants to fall out of heaven
Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh
Uh uhh
Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh
Fall back in the pussy like swoosh, swoosh, woosh
Ballin money woos, woos, woos
Yall niggas got jokes, hot jokes Bruce, Bruce, Bruce
Dog, Im about to get loose, loose, loose
All night tryna dutty wine
Woke up my dick crooked as the Nike sign
Pops what you doin’ when you had me on?
I could duck when you had me on
No one wants to fall out of heaven
And as those sweet tears fall from the sky
This girl gon hate me forever
And as those sweet tears fall from the sky
No one wants to fall out of heaven
She used to get dick from Kanye West
So if you ever see her give her Kanyes best
Her man in the store tryna try his best
But he just cant seem to get Kanye fresh
And I just cant seem to get that nigga broke
And I dont know how you get that nigga jokes but
And if you ever dont than get at me, at me
We be ballin like the athletes
The shoes you were wearing were so last week
No one wants to fall out of heaven
And as those sweet tears fall from the sky
This girl gon hate me forever
And as those sweet tears fall from the sky
No one wants to fall out of heaven
What are we chasing?
It feels like were changing
Those on clouds
Learn to debate YAH
Aint no love in the playground
Go away!
Chained to the bounce now
Aint no love in the playground
Thats a long way
And as those sweet tears fall from the sky
This girl gon hate me forever
Nothing that I can do to unbreak your heart
Im just doing my part
And I try my best not to bring it up
Just look the other way
Used to live in wonder
You were struck and now your love feels like thunder
Thunder
Thunder
Thunder
You can see through the veil
And forget all your cares
Throw them
Throw them away |
Yeah! Uh
This song right here changed my life… come on, come on!
God showed me the way, now the devil can’t break me down
Between the girls and the jewelry
The devil tryin’ lure me, it fury me
My pastors shakin’ his head
He ain’t sure of me, but surely
They asked, do you say your prayers at least two a week?
I ain’t talking to God, I know what I’ve been doin’ G
Do you know how I be embarrassed?
My prayers sound like Ben Stiller’s on Meet the Parents
And I ain’t good, what they give us this day
The slaves is trying to give us this free
I’m trying to give us this pay
Man, you know how ‘dem strippers was
We was all ghetto fabulous
All at the rooms in the Sybaris
From this jacuzzi water, can you cleanse us?
Can you please unfog my Cartier lenses?
God sends signs sometimes only in glimpses
For me I almost died, falling asleep in them Benzes
It’s something about this beat that get me tranquilized
And when I play it at my shows I feel sanctified
And He gives me direction when I can’t decide
He is alive
How can you tell me that He aint when I said
God showed me the way, now the devil cant break me down
The only thing that I pray is that my feet dont fail me now
And now I think there is something that I can say now thatll right my wrongs
I finally talked to God, I aint afraid cause His love is so strong
Open your eyes, theres smoke in the skies
The Beast is holdin a lies
Everywhere we move, motion denied
Emotion derived from posters of pride
Of African, cultures and tribes
Who live when we suppose they die
Laugh when we suppose they cry
The pain we holding inside
Cause all we really know is survive
Use that to remember were kings
Thats why we so addicted to diamonds and rings
And cutless supremes
Seen Diana Ross remember that my sisters is queens
The Lord is coming -- for now, he visit in dreams
For every mission it seems impossible
Speak to the gospel to remind me what God can do
When its not logical
To those in hospitals and prisons
Low-income living
For them I say a prayer keep giving
Learning to receive
My heart is burnin to achieve
Even when its hard to breathe, I still believe that
God showed me the way, now the devil cant break me down
The only thing that I pray is that my feet dont fail me now
Before you take my name, take my fame
While you at it take my shame
Take my flaws, take my blame?
Feel my dirt, conceal my hurt
See my bruise, do this and you will walk in my shoes
You wasnt there when I was in deep thought
When I had two choices: kill him, or either leave New York
But Im a truth teller, thats why I say what Im saying
And the only thing the radio playing
Is cause you be paying
It aint about who really hot no more
Beats wit knock no more
So who cares who flop no more?
I realize that most labels pay you for lies
And only law dudes can disguise
That your favorite artist
I know you hear that
You wanna fear that?
Your worst dream is that you was gonna hear that
Icon to rap is like John the Baptist
Prepared the way for what I came to say today
They deceived us, having thinking Jesus
Really didnt need us, when He loved the old days
He loved them boys in the hallway up in Broadway
Even those who re up for dope, every four days
To the strippers in broad day up in Norway
To the Detroit player gators in Marbres
With me, its not just bars of music
I walk with God, I got the scars to prove it
God show me the way, now the devil cant break me down
The only thing that I pray is that my feet dont fail me now
Everybody out there
Just lift your hands right now
Just say this with me
Father, I thank you
For forgiving me of everything Ive ever done
For Jesus walking with me
For dying for me
Raising for me
And all my sins have been forgiven
Im a changed man
Im healed, Im delivered, Im rich
And its all because of Him
Now walk with me
Walk with me, walk, walk, walk with me
Walk with me |
I can do the pretty girl rock, rock
Rock to the pretty girl rock, rock, rock
My name is Keri, Im so very
Fly, oh my, its a little bit scary
Boys wanna marry, looking at my derrière
You can stare, but if you touch it, Ima bury
Pretty as a picture
Sweeter than a swisher
Mad cause Im cuter than the girl thats with ya
I aint gotta talk about it, baby, you can see it
But if you want, Ill be happy to repeat it
My name is Keri, Im so very
Fly, oh my, its a little bit scary
Boys wanna marry, looking at my derrière
You can stare but if you touch it Imma bury
Pretty as a picture
Sweeter than a swisher
Mad cause Im cuter than the girl thats with ya
I can talk about it cause I know that Im pretty
And if you know it too, then ladies sing it with me
All eyes on me when I walk in
No question that this girls a ten
Dont hate me cause Im beautiful
Dont hate me cause Im beautiful
My walk, my talk, the way I drip
Its not my fault, so please dont trip
Dont hate me cause Im beautiful
Dont hate me cause Im beautiful
For the nigga, they love to hate
But all the bad model girls, they love to date
You need to check my swag and get up to date
Check, check, check my swag and get up to date
Cause when we cut, Im razor blading
Im so lazer, Im so major
Im so Flava, Im so Flava
Baby, I should have a clock on
While ya get ya, get ya, get ya pretty girl rock on
For all my girls from Atlanta out to Stockholm
And they looking like "what the hell you got on?"
"What you mean, babygirl? I got homes!"
Different cribs, new whips
And Im feelin fly, fly like a G6
Fly, my swag hit on ladies unknowingly
Pleased to meet ya, its a pleasure knowing me
Back when I was poor I used to pull em with my poetry
Tick that yes or no for me, I guarantee she go with me
But the only thing I need to know right nows
What a pretty girl like you doing in this part of town
With a city girl swag and a country girl smile
I mean, you demoralizing bitches with your style
Wow, well how about now?
My jewelry so loud, my girls so wow
I mean, I mean swag so loud
I guess thats the reason all the concerts sell out
Aye, now do the pretty girl rock, rock, rock
Do the pretty girl rock, rock, rock
Do the pretty girl rock, rock
All my ladies do the pretty girl rock, rock, rock
Do the pretty girl rock, rock, rock
Do the pretty girl rock, rock, rock
Do the pretty girl rock
Now where you at?
If youre looking for me you can catch me
Cameras flashing, daddys turned his head as soon as I passed him
Girls think Im conceited cause I know Im attractive
Dont worry about what I think, why dont you ask him?
Get yourself together dont hate
Jealousys the ugliest trait
I can talk about it cause I know that Im pretty
And if you know it too, then ladies sing it with me
All eyes on me when I walk in
No question that this girls a ten
Dont hate me cause Im beautiful
Dont hate me cause Im beautiful
My walk, my talk, the way I drip
Its not my fault, so please dont trip
Dont hate me cause Im beautiful
Dont hate me cause Im beautiful
All eyes on me when I walk in
No question that this girls a ten
Dont hate me cause Im beautiful
Dont hate me cause Im beautiful
My walk my talk the way I dress
Its not my fault so please dont trip
Dont hate me cause Im beautiful
Dont hate me cause Im beautiful |
With good understanding
And a lot of patience
You can make it, yes you can
Beyond your wildest dreams
Here we are in the prime of life
Were so ripe
Yeah the times right
Here we go and were high of expectations
Lets not waste them
Oh the sunshine in your eyes could break the ice
I can tell that you deserve the best in life
If I offer you the chance to live tonight
Then take it
We can make it
Dont wait til tomorrow
Dont wait til tomorrow, lets go
Dont wait til tomorrow
We waited all our lives
Dont waste another day
Hesitation will only get you nowhere
Dont just stand there
Every moment is a gift
Heres your moment to live
Dont have no fear
Oh the sunshine in your eyes could break the ice
I can tell that you deserve the best in life
If I offer you the chance to live tonight
Then take it
We can make it
Its our time
Its our evening
Dont let it slip away
Tomorrows too late
Its our night, please dont leave me
If youre lost Ill help you find your way
Your way to tomorrow
Oh dont you know were gonna get together
Your way to tomorrow
Dont wait til tomorrow
Oh were gonna get together |
For the lot in the silver
I dont wanna look to the past
I know
From a fountain in silver
I would let you know
To a fine line
All that emotion
Do you run?
Does the conscience build up
Ill be the last to know
To a fine line
Hell be last, yeah
Hell be last
Every time
Every time
And the stars will align
You aint lying
You gon take me to the light
Every time
Every time
Were not always eye to eye
But youre always by my side
And when Im in my darkness
Keep it rational
I just read the words you write
Hell be last to know
Hell be last
And you still take me to the light
Every time
You still take me to the light
Every time
And the stars will align
You aint lying
You aint lying
You aint lying
You gon take me to the light
Every time
Every time
Every time
Theres a tree out in the field
Where I first felt that it was real
Aint no "look alive"
Aint no "other side"
Tree aint gotta listen
Tree aint got an eye
But it can feel the vibe
It can touch the sky
What a sense of balance
Trees catching fire
What a way to die
And you still take me to the light
Every time
You still take me to the light
Every time
And the stars will align
You aint lying
You aint lying
You aint lying
You gon take me to the light
Every time
Every time
Time
We know there are stars above us
Like we know were alive
And though times are changing
And we cant see the other side
Keep it classy though
Two points still form a line
And you still take me to the—
And you still take me to the light
Every time
You still take me to the light
Every time
And the stars will align
You aint lying
You aint lying
You aint lying
You gon take me to the light
Every time
Every time
Every time |
Father
This prayer is for everyone that feels theyre not good enough
This prayers for everybody that feels theyre too messed up
For everyone that feels theyve said "Im sorry" too many times
Let them know thats why you took the nail
So we could have eternal life
If all Gods children would get down on their knees and pray
And give up all of those things that pull our hearts away
You will forgive all of our wrong and make us brand new again
But I wont make it, God, if you let go of my hand
Thats why we need more
Yes, Im searching for you, Im looking for
Yes I am, in Your arms is where I feel
Theyre killing our babies in the streets, I call out for
I need just a little bit more of some
Just a mustard seed, Im looking for You for
Prayer for our homes and our families
We just wanna be
Cant you hear the trumpet sound, I think I hear |
Yeah, 9th Wonder on the beat
I cant front man, you got some hot beats
Its your boy Kanye To The
Got Consequence in here , Little Brother
Yeah, I want yall to listen
Question
Now how the hell I end up arguing with this bitch?
Know everything, but dont know shit
Kinda reminiscent of Anna Nicole Smith
I just turn my music up like Damn thats some cold shit
I mighta known her bout a couple of months
Since then she gained a couple of chunks
She went from being a strobe light
To that old lady on Boomerang
Lady Eloise I need no lights
And I swear she a riot folks
How she order all that food and a motherfucking Diet Coke?
He said You lying yo, why is you lying yo?
Cut it out, quit it G, you hurting my kid-i-neys
Naw, she talking bout a couple of kids for me
Shes hinting at a ring from Tiffanys
Right then and there I had an epiphany
I swear since that day Ive been treating fat hoes differently
Aww, I see now
You was hurt and you on the rebound
Ben & Jerrys and Mickey Ds now
And you just gone gain all that weight on me now
Naw , fall back
If I aint a player then what the hell you call that?
A nigga disrespect me Imma be in all black
But baby if you let me Imma take it all back
I write verses, do shows for a living
Hoes, they look at me like every day Thanksgiving
Peep, check how Im living, white Ts, free jeans
Shotgun and Capris, big height like Yao Ming
And it seems the style then how they go out they way
Just to prove they dedicated and devoted to Ray
I guess it goes how they say, that that pimp will repay
Thats why I put em to the test like every day
Not like the G.E.D. or an S.A.T
Pop quiz, let em know that they meal aint free
Its on like a college degree when you following me
Without the entry level job theres a modelling fee
So when I tell you Get em girl and you prove that you true
I let you bolt up on the block with the rest of the crew
This just a couple of trials that we put em through
Let a nigga know now what you tryna do, for real
Aww, I see now
You was hurt and you on the rebound
Ben & Jerrys and Mickey Ds now
And you just gone gain all that weight on me now
Naw , fall back
If I aint a player then what the hell you call that?
A nigga disrespect me Imma be in all black
But baby if you let me Imma take it all back
Phonte the five star syllablist, females
I hit em with deliberate styles for me to try to lay with them
And then chill around the way with them
Like her name was Lisa, Angela, Pamela, Renee and them
Spat game, when it come to my ex dames?
I keep em in-line like rollerblades at the X-Games
Phonte never was the type to kirk out and stress thangs
Till the album dropped now you thinking my rep changed
Look, we aint sleeping on the floor no more
But its a strange misconception I aint poor no more
Thats bullshit, if they aint paying, fuck a Promo tour
Id rather keep my ass home and hit the porno store
So we hit the sex shop cause she wanted to get with me
Two shots of gnac she started acting so giggly
Nine months later she went into delivery
And since then I treat my baby mama so differently, word
Aww, I see now
You was hurt and you on the rebound
Ben & Jerrys and Mickey Ds now
And you just gone gain all that weight on me now
Naw , fall back
If I aint a player then what the hell you call that?
A nigga disrespect me Imma be in all black
But baby if you let me Imma take it all back
All back, yo I swear Imma take this truck back man
I mean I got the new G5, whatever
That shit be in shop every two weeks
I told em, I told em if yall dont take this back
And give me all my money back and trade me in for the CL
Im gonna put it on this Little Brother song in two weeks and
And they aint believe me but
Now Imma let yall know dont go out and buy the G5
I swear like its a bad look for the girls
Really they get in the car
And they always wanna look over and be like
Aw nigga, your check engine light on, its on
Im like Your top on
So we got two things we tryna get off right here
They dont like that
I take it back, I take it back, I just say it to get you mad
I take it back, I could prove, I could prove something to you
Yo, yo I been in North Carolina for two days
Wheres the hoes at my nig? |
Ohh, dont act like you care about me
Ohh, don’t act like you care about me
Ohh, dont act like you care about me
Dont act like you care about me, don’t act like you care about me
Saved by the bell
Fuck it, you only live once
Done with all the stuntin down the pipeline
Cept for a nigga like me
I done lived at least eight lifetimes
Bitch, you got too much jokes
Aha, everything you say funny
Talkin bout, "Aha, ha, ha", bitch, that shit aint funny
Im a little jealous, but I always trust my gut
Im a little jealous, but I always trust my gut
I can- I can calculate the shit
Let me lead this bitch, let me lead this bitch
This bitch laughin’ at this nigga joke
Ah, yeah, I’ma see this bitch
Let me fuck you from the back, though
Let me fuck you while Im mad, though
On God, fuck a stripper bitch like Amber Rose
Bitch ain’t never stick it in the back door
Ridin with this nigga, all on, all on-on that nigga dick
Oh shit, God damn work
Bitch, shut the fuck up fore we get home, bitch, ahh
You gon believe this bitch now?
Oh, Ye, oh, Ye, what you talkin’ bout?
In the front verse, oh, you should walk it out
I dont even give a fuck if you talkin bout
What the fuck you want that fame, what you talkin bout me?
Im singin this lowkey, you sittin here before me
Everytime that you phone me
And Im feelin like a worst guy, had me feelin like its rest time
Listen, baby, for me, listen, baby, for me
I just want that bag if you add it, I just want to know if you ridin
I just want free time that we on this
I just feel like we come with that low shit
If you wanna sip on that Bud Light, on that Bud Light
If you wanna get here, get your love right if youre alright
Im so glad, Im so glad
Im so high, uh, Im so high
They so mad, uh, Im so high
Ohh, dont act like you care about me
Ohh, dont act like you care about me
Ohh
And I want a 20 on my chain, it dangles
Bands on me, I just might fuck your bitch like Bang Bros
So much jewelry on my neck, my fuckin bank froze
And I wanna fuck it while Im watchin bank roll
Cut the roof off, you cant breathe when I smash it
Diamonds on funk and I bleed when Im ashin
Cut the roof off, you cant breathe when I smash it
Diamonds on funk and I bleed when Im ashin
Ride on my wrist, I got your ride on my wrist
Rollie on them bands when I ride on my wrist
Five on the fist, cop five on the fist
Then I want a forty, got five on my wrist
And I know youre no snake, been fuckin on my bae
Im fuckin up a check and I wonder why
Been down on-on the tracks and Im flippin on a bitch
Im fuckin up a check and I wonder why
And I musta be a bun digger chanter
And I musta cutta fund that I shot up
And I go, and I go, and I said I go
Hannibal, diamonds up, aint no matter, though
Racks in the bank, its up, Im on the payroll
Im the one, I choose to paper chase, baby
Racks in the bank, its up, Im on the payroll
Im the one, I choose the paper
Ohh, dont act like you care about me
Ohh, dont act like you care about me
Ohh |
Oh, oh-oh, oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh
P-P-P-Poker face, p-p-poker face
No Ceilings
Oh, oh-oh, oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh
P-P-P-Poker face, p-p-poker face
Ahem
Um, she say— say can fuck me right
I made her fuck her friend
She said, "Don’t call her a dyke"
But thats gay, ha!
I met her on Monday and fucked her all week
Cause every time she leave, she come back to the tree
She know I love brain so I treat her like a geek
She love the way I spit, so I made the pussy gleek
Wildn with my niggas, and I don’t give a fuck
So I circle the bitches, we rounding em up
I treat her like I need her, Im knowing if I eat her
She gon tell Quita, and Quita like the media
"Woopty-woop" to the Bloods
Her lipstick match my flag—thats swag
Weezy F. Baby got nuts that drag
I put em in your mouth til you choke and gag
Oh, oh-oh, oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh
P-P-P-Poker face
P-P-Poker face
Oh, oh-oh, oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh
P-P-P-Poker face
P-P-Poker face
Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh
Chi-Town girl , bag match her heels
Her ass hella fake, but it feel real
And it felt great when we had sex
I tore her out the frame, like pics of my ex
From my aspect, I love your assets
I love your mini-skirt Its easy access
Pipe game never mediocre
So that relationship is over once I poke her
She said she wanted a tour of the tour bus
So I gave her a tour of the tour bus
It was all us on the tour bus
And she did all us On the tour bus, like...
Oh, oh-oh, oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh
P-P-P-Poker face
P-P-P-Poker face
Oh, oh-oh, oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh
P-P-P-Poker face
P-P-P-Poker face
P-P-P-Poker face
P-P-Poker face
P-P-P-Poker face
P-P-Poker face |
Welcome to your life
Diamond through the light
This Miami vice
Its that life
Dodging bullets in the air when
Theres cameras everywhere, yeah
You dont know how to act right
Everybody wants to rule the world
For my theme song
My leather black jeans on
My by-any-means on
Pardon, Im gettin my scream on
Enter the kingdom
But watch who you bring home
They see a black man with a white woman
At the top floor they gon come to kill King Kong
Middle America packed in
Came to see me in my black skin
Number one question theyre askin
Fuck every question you askin
If I dont get ran out by Catholics
Here come some conservative Baptists
Claiming Im overreactin
Like them black kids in Chiraq, bitch
Actin on your worst behavior
Turn your back on all your haters
Everybody wants to rule the-
Everybody wants to rule the world
The world
But theres nowhere to go
And theres no way to slow
If I knew what I knew in the past
I wouldve been blacked out on your ass
Yea-ah
Everybody
Yea-ah, oh
Everybody
Yea-ah, uhh-uh
Four in the mornin, and Im zonin
Everybody wants to rule the world
They say Im possessed, its an omen
I keep it 300, like the Romans
The world, the world, the world
300 bitches, where the Trojans?
Baby, we livin in the moment
The world, the world, the world
Ive been a menace for the longest
But I aint finished, Im devoted
And you know it, and you know it
Stop all that coon shit
Early morning cartoon shit
This is that goon shit
Fuck up your whole afternoon shit
Im aware Im a wolf
Soon as the moon hit
Im aware Im a king
Back out the tomb, bitch
Black out the room, bitch
Stop all that coon shit
These niggas aint doin shit
Them niggas aint doin shit
Come on homie what happened
You niggas aint breathin, you gaspin
These niggas aint ready for action-action
Ready-ready for action
Four in the mornin, and Im zonin
I think Im possessed, its an omen
I keep it 300, like the Romans
300 bitches, where the Trojans?
Baby, we livin in the moment
Ive been a menace for the longest
But I aint finished, Im devoted
And you know it, and you know it
So follow me up cause this shit bout to go
Im doin 500, Im outta control
But theres nowhere to go
And theres no way to slow
If I knew what I knew in the past
I wouldve been blacked out on your ass
God
God
God
God
God
God
God
God
God
God
God
Everybody wanna rule it
Get inside it, why they do it
Everybody, ride a little bit
Everybody, body do it
Do it, do it |
So we did it again
Knowing we should quit it, but we simply wont admit it again
Oh it feels good, its so good, but I wont do it again
Its so dramatic again
After we go at it, we get mad then we go at it again
Oh I love it, then I hate it, shes my favorite
Again Im wasting time
I cant help it shes so fine
Oh I like her style
And I love the way she talks and I smile
As much as we may try
Cant quite see eye to eye
So in the meantime, I guess we say bye-bye
Oh, and then, we do it again
We do it again and we do it again
Oh, and then, we do it again
We want it again, and we want it again
So we fake it again
I think were gonna blow it, and we know it
But shes naked again
We get wasted, then I taste it, then I waste it again
I cant invite her again
Cause shell go from a lover to a fighter
And Ill fight her again
So its over, but I told her to come over
Again Im wasting time
But shes always on my mind
I cant let her go
Oh, shes not the best, but shes all that I know
As much as we may try
Cant quite see eye to eye
So in the meantime I guess we say bye-bye
Oh, and then, we do it again
We do it again and we do it again
Oh, and then, we do it again
We want it again, and we want it again
So Ive got a new friend
I wish I could forget you
But I miss you, wanna kiss you again
Well, shes like you, but shes not you, gotta find you again
So we remember again
The middle of December and I took you out to dinner again
Oh I love her, its not over, just another again
Oh, its another again-
I love her, its another again... |
Lyrics from Live Performance
Dear Lord, make it alright, nothing else ever feels right
Dear Lord, make it alright, nothing else ever feels right
Nah, nah, nah, nothing else ever feels right
Exhausted, never been the right time to go
Gotta get the right time to go
Never the right time to go
You gotta choose your steps
Gotta make a right before you left
Gotta make a right before you-
Everybody wanna feel like
Evеrything gon be right
New me ovеr the old me
Let it out, let it all out
God, please set it alright
Make it right, let it feel right
Nothing else ever feels right
Nothing else ever feels right
Save me, yeah, make it alright
Bow heads cause its alright, alright, mm
Twenty-four hours, twenty-four candles, twenty-four hours
Dear God, make it alright, only you can make it alright
Dear Lord, make it alright, nothing else ever feels right
Dear God, make it alright, nothing else ever feels right
Na, na, na, nothing else ever feels right
Save me, yeah, make it alright
Bow heads cause its alright, alright, mm
Twenty-four hours, twenty-four candles, twenty-four hours
Ah, yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah
Throw our hands up in the sky, yes, Lord, we put em high
We only one breath away
We only one breath away, you know we gon be okay
Know you alive and Gods not finished
Know you alive and Gods not finished
I know you alive and Gods not finished
I know you alive and Gods not finished
The Devils a lie and now he finished
The Devils a lie and now he finished
The Devils a lie and now he finished
The Devils a lie and now he finished
Be okay
I know you dont wanna be here some times
We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay
We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay
We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay
We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay
We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay
We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay
We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay
We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay
Gods not finished, Gods not finished
Gods not finished, Gods not finished
Gods not finished, Gods not finished
Gods not finished, Gods not finished
We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay
We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay
Gods not finished, Gods not finished
Gods not finished, Gods not finished
Throw our hands up in the sky, yes, Lord, we put em high
I know you alive and Gods not finished
I know you alive and Gods not finished
I know you alive and Gods not finished
I know you alive and Gods not finished
The Devils a lie and now he finished
The Devils a lie and now he finished
The Devils a lie and now he finished
The Devils a lie and now he finished
I know you dont wanna be here some times
We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay
We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay
We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay
We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay
We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay
We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay
We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay
Gods not finished, Gods not finished
Gods not finished, Gods not finished
Gods not finished, Gods not finished
Gods not finished, Gods not finished
We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay
We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay
We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay
We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay
Gods not finished, Gods not finished
Gods not finished, Gods not finished
Throw our hands in the sky, yes, Lord, we put em high
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh |
Where we met, I had to give her mad respect
She was with her man, he took a drag from her cigarette
He told her hell be back, he jumped in the meter cab
Gestured to her cell to tell her where to meet him at
Now she was mad, and I was looking for my car
She had some plastic bags, coming from the supermarket
Cooking for his ass, how she gone get to the projects?
She ain’t got no cash, and she strugglin while walkin
So I drive past, yo I say "I ain’t no stalker wit yo big ole ass
Here’s my help I’m tryna offer, I give you a lift"
Who woulda knew it turn to this? now we in the mix
Baby moved up in my crib and she left her ex
Damn we speedin
Now girl, you mean the world to me
Now girl, you mean the world to me
I’m a king, youre a queen
His and hers sinks and the diamond rings
You don’t have to look back at him
Just get your bags packed and then
A new life soon begins
Like I told you when I’m in, I’m in
I’m a king, youre a queen
His and hers sinks and the diamond rings
You don’t have to look back at him
Just get your bags packed and then
A new life soon begins
Like I told you when I’m in, I’m in
I’m a king, youre a queen
His and hers sinks and the diamond rings
You don’t have to look back at him
Just get your bags packed and then
A new life soon begins
Like I told you when I’m in, I’m in
Baby girl had a son
He was three, yeah I took him in
Now she call him little me, I even look like him
Nah, I mean he look like me, a couple shades darker
She be calling him Blackie, that’s cause his real father jet black
So she treat him like it’s a setback
I don’t respect that
Now his pops calling collect at the new crib on the new number
Now how he get that?
See, now I knew we was a mismatch
I’m laid back, you too used to getting pimp smacked
I see where I went wrong at
I just tried to bring out the queen in you
But when you make a girl leave her man
You never really know where she stand
How you know she really yours?
Somebody could do the same to you
Ohh-oh
Ohh-ohh-oh, oh
Oh
Ohh-oh
Ohh-ohh-oh, oh |
Why would she make calls out the blue
Now Im awake, sleep or
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Dont say you will, unless you will
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Dont say you will, then play you will, I pray you will
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Dont say you will, you do
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Dont say you will, one day you will, I pray you will
When I grab your neck, I touch your soul
Take off your cool, then lose control
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Dont say you will, you will, you will
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Dont say you will, if you will, I pray you will
I wish this song would really come true
I wish this song would really come true
I wish this song, this song could play and could come true
I wish this song, "Say You Will," would come true
I wish this song
I admit I still fantasize about you, about you
I admit I, dont say, I admit I, dont say I admit I
Hey, hey, hey, hey
I admit I, I admit I
Dont say you will, you will, you will
Say you will, say you will
Dont say I, dont say I
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Please say you will, for real, I pray you will |
Cant come around
They gon wanna bring you down
No one knows just whats inside
Doing dope and doing time
Why they messing with your mind
Black maybe...
I heard a white mans yes is a black maybe
I was delivered in this world as a crack baby
Hard for me to pay attention and I act crazy
Gotta get over from the tip, I watch the fat lady
Sing a song, on how we guerillas in warfare
And Im the kingest kong
They say we dreaming wrong
Them same strips that them older cats lingered on
Now the Walgreens is gone, hope is killed fiends are born
We leanin on a wall that aint that aint stable
Its hard to turn on the hood that made you
To leave we afraid to
The same streets that raised you can age you
With other black birds thats caged too
A rage up in Harlem and the southside
Brothers is starving with their mouth wide open
Floating across state got the workout plans so they can move weight
The fate of the black man, woman, and child: maybe
Cant come around
They gon wanna bring you down
No one knows just whats inside
Doing dope and doing time
Why they messing with your mind
Black maybe...
Cant come around
They gon wanna bring you down
No one knows just whats inside
Doing dope and doing time
Why they messing with your mind
Black maybe...
He had game since he used to hoop at Chatham
Neither the ghetto nor defenders could trap him
The stones had his back and theyd pat him
He was living a life they couldnt fathom
Colleges getting at him with all type of scholarships
Even if he went they knew hed leave college quick
For the pros the one from the hood that was chose
The black rose that grew in the jungle
But humble stud still had rumble in his blood
Women all around giving him trouble love
You know the love when you up they down
Cause you wrap a ball they round
Your win is their crown
Dudes in the circle he known for years
Shared beers and cheers but chose different careers
When paper and fame came they aint know how to react
Them same studs shot him in the back
Now thats black...maybe
Cant come around
They gon wanna bring you down
No one knows just whats inside
Doing dope and doing time
Why they messing with your mind
Black maybe...
Cant come around
They gon wanna bring you down
No one knows just whats inside
Doing dope and doing time
Why they messing with your mind
Black maybe...
When we talk about black maybe
We talk about situations
Of people of color and because you are that color
You endure obstacles and opposition
And not all the time from... from other nationalities
Sometimes it come from your own kind
Or maybe even your own mind
You get judged..you get laughed at... you get looked at wrong
You get sighted for not being strong
The struggle of just being you
The struggle of just being us... black maybe
Black maybe...
Cant come around
They gon wanna bring you down
No one knows just whats inside
Doing dope and doing time
Why they messing with your mind
Black maybe... |
Victory won in a world of Hennessy and guns
Too young for the marches, but I remember these drums
The stark reality of wars and battles
We fought for ours, caught in ghetto tragedy
I talk to my aunt named Mattie Lee
And recognize the importance of family
Hand me a joint, good music, and room to breathe
Those that doubt Com will soon believe
Cant judge the weave, my lady had one
Im more like a fool for soul and passion
The price of gas rises, street life is pumpin fast, lives is
I watched Crash and realize that we all survivors
No religion or race could ever describe us
My guys do dirt, do dirt, but never really talk about it
Forever begins just because I thought about it
Living once again
Living, then youre gone
Living, then youre gone
Living and then youre gone
Living, then youre gone
Ashes and snowfalls, I wonder when the roll call
For Heaven gon come, forever gon come
Its a cold world and I can never go numb
Look fear in the eyes and say, "Im never gon run"
Sooner or later I know the cheddar gon come
For now I write the world letters to better the young
On tree, by jury, together we hung
Now we let our chains hang and gangbang to maintain
Ghanistan goin through the same thing
It trickles down, at each other we aim pain
I shoot for stars, peace and exclusive cars
Through the ride I learned to earn hard
Watch gangstas turn God in the midst of war
No matter how much I elevate, I kiss the floor
It was in the wind when she said Dilla was gone
Thats when I knew wed live forever through song
Living once again
Living, then youre gone
Living, then youre gone
Living and then youre gone
Living, then youre gone
Living once again
Living, then youre gone
Living, then youre gone
Living and then youre gone
Living, then youre gone
Ohh
Living, were living
Then were gone
Oh, living, then youre gone
Youre gone, youre gone
Then youre gone
Ooh, gone
Origin is forever
Well, well, well, here we are back in the studio again
Look at that
I— hey, I dont need no cue cards
They got the engineers holdin up cue cards
Whats that say— What that say?
Oh, they say, just talk, dont sing
Son, I bet you feel like you and Ive been here forever, huh?
Through these old red eyes, beholding red eyes
I see my worlds tears
Yeah, origin is forever
Every peak will have two valleys
Hopeful eyes in the comfort
Of true protection and admiration of a child
Thats forever
Forever is to strive
The pace of endearment
Forever
Forever is what I leave
My I-self contribution
Damn, what Im gon leave?
Okay, Ill leave my one and only grain of spiritual sand
To the universal scales of humanity, all humanity
Forever is finding a solution to a solution
Tsunamis, hurricanes following the trails of the African slave ships
War, war, and more war
Floods, Columbine, global warming, earthquakes
Another somebody done me wrong, son
Virginia Tech is not a, "Oh, what the heck?"
Which scale did you place your one grain of spiritual sand forever?
Confusion need a solution
Blend and stir, stir and blend the pot of humanity
Sift the ingredients
Of acknowledgment, apology, amendment, atonement
We gon work with the four As here
Forever, Pops
Common good is forever
Gods memory is forever |
This is fun
Ladies and gentlemen lets put our hands together for the astonishing
Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the 8th wonder of the world
The flow of the century.. always timeless.. HOV!
Thank you for comin out tonight
You coulda been anywhere in the world, but youre here with us
We appreciate that
Uh, H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
Fo shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in VA
Was hurtin em in the home of the Terrapins; got it dirt cheap for them
Plus if they was short with cheese I would work with them
Brought in weed, got rid of that dirt for them
Wasnt born hustlers, I was birthin em
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
Fo sheezy my neezy keep my arms so freezy
Cant leave rap alone, the game needs me
Haters want me clapped and chromed, it aint easy
Cops wanna knock me, D.A. wanna box me in
But somehow, I beat them charges like Rocky
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
Not guilty, he who does not feel me
Is not real to me, therefore he doesnt exist
So poof -- vamoose, son of a bitch!
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
Fo shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in VA
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
Thats the anthem getcha damn hands up
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
Not guilty yall got to feel me
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
Check it out, yo
One thing, I dont know why
It doesnt even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind I designed this rhyme
To explain in due time,
Time is a valuable thing
Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings
Watch it count down to the end of the day
The clock ticks life away and
I didnt look out below
I watch the time go right out the window
Trying to hold on, and didnt even know
I wasted it all just to
I kept everything inside and even though I tried, it all fell apart
What it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when I tried, so
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
LP, Jay-Z, help me up
Oh they havin good old time out there
It starts with
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
LP, Jay-Z, help me up
Oh they havin good old time out there
It starts with
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
LP, Jay-Z, help me up
Ye-Ye-Yes!
The ladies and gentleman
It starts with
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A |
Is there anybody love the God that we serve?
Yes, yes
Hes been kind to us, Hes been wonderful to us
Yes, Hallelujah
We just love Him with all of our heart
Thank you, God
Come on, lets sing this great praise unto Him
Lift it up, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, salvation, and glory
Honor and power unto the Lord, our God
For the Lord, our God is mighty
Yes, the Lord, our God is omnipotent
The Lord, our God, He is wonderful
Come on, thats it, lift it up to Him and sing it, Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Salvation
Salvation and glory
Give Him honor and power
Honor and power unto the Lord, our God
For the Lord, our God is mighty
For the Lord, our God is mighty
Yes, the Lord
Yes, the Lord, our God is omnipotent
Come on, call Him the Lord
The Lord, our God, He is wonderful
Come on now, sing this song to the king
Our praises speak to the king of kings
And the Lord, our God, He is wonderful
Sing it again
Our praises speak to the king of kings
And the Lord, our God, He is wonderful
Come on, sing your song to Him
Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, He is wonderful
Come on, sing it again, Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, He is wonderful
Come on, everybody together
Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, He is wonderful
Hallelujah
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Hallelujah, He is wonderful
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His name is like no other name
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Hallelujah, He is wonderful
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Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, yes
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Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, He is wonderful |