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Kanye, can I talk to you for a minute?
Me and the other faculty members was wonderin could you do a lil som... Somethin' beautiful Somethin' that the kids is gon love when they hear it Thas gon make them start jumpin up and down and sharin candy an' stuff Think you could probably do somethin' for the kids for graduation to sing? |
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| 2. |
| 4:00 |
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[Chorus]
[Kanye West:] And all my people thats drug dealin jus to get by stack ya money till it gets sky high We wasnt supposed to make it past 25 but the jokes on you we still alive Throw your hands up in the sky and say we don't care what people say [Verse One:] If this is your first time hearing this You are about to experience something cold man We never had nothing handed took nothing for granted Took nothing from no man, man i'm my own man But as a shorty i looked up to the dopeman Only adult man i knew that wasnt a broke man Flickin starter coats man, Man you unno man We don't care what people say This is for my niggas outside all winter Cuz this summer they aint finna to say next summer im finna Sittin in the hood like community colleges This dope money here is Lil Treys scholarship Cause aint no to tuition for havin no ambition And aint no loans for sittin your ass at home So we forced to sell crack rap and get a job You gotta do something man your ass is grown [Chorus] [Kanye West:] Drug dealin jus to get by stack ya money till it gets sky high Kids Sing Kids Sing [Kanye and Kids:] We wasnt supposed to make it past 25 but the jokes on you we still alive Throw your hands up in the sky and say we don't care what people say [Verse Two:] The second verse is for my dogs working 9 to 5 That still hustle cause a nigga can't shine off $6.55 And everybody selling make-up, Jacobs And bootleg tapes just to get they cake up We put shit on layaway then come back We claim other people kids on our income tax We take that money cop work than push packs to get paid And we don't care what people say Mama say she wanna move south Scratchin lottery tickets Eyes on a new house Around the same time Doe ran up in dudes house Couldnt get a job So since he couldnt get work he figured hed take work The drug game bolemic its hard to get weight So niggas money is homo its hard to get straight So we gon keep baking to the day we get cake. And we dont care what people say My Niggas [Chorus] [Kanye West and Kids:] Drug dealin jus to get by stack ya money till it gets sky high Kids Sing Kids Sing We wasnt supposed to make it past 25 but the jokes on you we still alive Throw your hands up in the sky and say we don't care what people say [Verse Three:] You know the kids gonna act a fool When you stop the programs for after school And they DCFS them some of them dislecsic They favorite 50 Cent song's 12 Questions We scream, rock, blows, weed park so now we smart We aint retards the way teachers taught Hold up hold fast we make mo'cash Now tell my mama i belong in the slow class It's bad enough we on welfare You trying to put me on the school bus with the space for the wheel chair Im trying to get the car with the chromy wheels here You tryin to cut our lights like we dont live here Look at whats handed us our fatheres abandoned us When we get the hammers go and call the ambulance Sometimes i feel no one in this world understands us But we dont care what people say My Niggas [Chorus] [Kanye West and Kids:] drug dealin jus to get by stack ya money till it gets sky high Kids Sing Kids Sing We wasnt supposed to make it past 25 but the jokes on you we still alive Throw your hands up in the sky and say we don't care what people say. |
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| 1:22 |
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What in the fuck was that Kanye? I told you to do some shit for the kids.
You give me your muthafuckin' graduation ticket right now. You can give me this muthafuckin' robe You will not walk across that stage, you won't slide across that stage A muthafucker can't pull you across that muthafuckin' stage Kanye Who told you see, I told you to do something up lifting I'm tryin' to get you out here with these white people and this how you gone do me You know what, you's a nigga And I don't mean that in no nice way Had little kids singin' about the shit, the jokes on you You can throw your muthafuckin' hands in the air, and wave good-bye to every-fuckin'-body Cause you getting the fuck out of this campus Fucker what you gone do now I'm no longer confused but don't tell anybody. I'm about to break the rules but don't tell anybody. I got something better than school but don't tell anybody. My daddy would kill me so don't tell anybody. He wants me to get a good ass job just like everybody. He ain't walked in my shoes, I'm just not everybody. |
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| 4. |
| 3:44 |
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[Syleena Johnson]
Oh when it all... (Yea..) It All Falls Down (This Da Real One Baby..) Im Tellin You Alll (Chi- Town Stand Up) It All Falls Down .. (SouthSide SouthSide We Gun Set This Party Off Right ..) Oh when it all... It All Falls Down (WestSide WestSide We Gun Set This Party Off Right ..) Im Telling You All It All Falls Down Oh when it all... [Kanye West] Man I promise she so self consciouss She has no idea what she doing in college That major that she majored in don't make no money But she won't drop out her parents look at her funny Now tell me that ain't insecurr The concept of school seems so securr Sophmore three yurr ain't picked a carurr She's like Fuck I'll just stay down here and do hair Cause thats enough money to buy her a few pairs of new airs Cause her baby daddy don't really care She so precious with the peer pressure Couldn't 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 can't believe Single black female addicted to retail [Syleena Johnson] Oh when it all... It All Falls Down (And When it All Falls Down Who You Gonna Call Now?) Im Tellin You All... It All Falls Down (Cmon Cmon And When It Falls Down) [Kanye West] Man I promise I'm so self conscious That's why you always see me with a least one of my watches Rollies and pasha's done drove me crazy I can't even pronounce nothing, yo pass that versace Then I spent $400 bucks on this Just to be like nigga you ain't up on this And I can't even go to the grocery store With out some ones that are 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 the riches and the diamond rings We shine because they hate us floss because they degrade us We trying to buy back our 40 acres And for that paper look how low we'll stoop Even if you in a benz you still a nigga in a coup [Chorus] [Kanye West] I say fuck the police thats how I treat them We buy our way out of jail but we can't buy freedom We buy a lot of clothes but we don't really need them Things we buy to cover up whats inside Cuz they made us hate ourself and love they wealth Thats why shorty's holla where the ballas at? Drug dealer's buy Jordan's crackhead buy crack And the white man get paid off of all of that But I ain't even gonna act holier than thou Cause fuck it I went to Jacob with 25 thou Before I had a house and I'll do it again Cause I wanna be on 106 and park pushing a Benz I wanna act ballerific like its all terrific I got a couple of past due bills I won't get specific I got a problem with spending before I get it We all self conscious, I'm just the first to admit it [Syleena Johnson] Oh when it all... It All Falls Down (And When it All Falls Down Who You Gonna Call Now?) Im Tellin You All .. It All Falls Down (Cmon Cmon And When It Falls Down) Oh .... Yah ... Watcha Gonna Do When It All Falls Down? |
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| 1:10 |
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One glad morning when this life is over
I'll fly away To the land where joy shall never end Woah I'll fly away Woah I'll fly away oh glory I'll fly away when I die hallelujah bye and bye I'll fly away |
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| 6. |
| 5:24 |
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[Hook: Kanye West, Tony Williams, John Legend]
I've been workin' this graveshift and I ain't made shit I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly (heavens knows) past the sky (every night, every night) I've been workin' this graveshift and I ain't made shit I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly (heavens knows) past the sky (every night, every night) [Verse 1: Kanye West] Man, man, man If my manager insults me again I will be assaulting him After I fuck the manager up then I'm gonna shorten the register up Let's go back, back to the Gap Look at my check, wasn't no scratch So if I stole, wasn't my fault Yeah I stole, never get caught They take me to the back and pat me Askin' me about some khakis But let some black people walk in I bet you they show off their token blackie Oh now they love Kanye, let's put him all in the front of the store Saw him on break next to the 'No Smoking' sign with a blun and a malt Takin' my hits, writin' my hits Writin' my rhymes, playin' my mind This fuckin' job can't help him So I quit, y'all welcome (heavens knows) Y'all don't know my struggle Y'all can't match my hustle (every night) You can't catch my hustle (every night) You can't fathom my love dude Lock yourself in a room doin' five beats a day for three summers That's a different world like Cree summers I deserve to do these numbers The kid that made back [aka running back], (heavens knows) Deserves that Maybach So many records in my basement (every night) I'm just waitin' on my spaceship (every night), I've been (blaow) [Hook: Kanye West, Tony Williams, John Legend] Workin' this graveshift and I ain't made shit I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly (heavens knows) past the sky (every night, every night) I've been workin' this graveshift and I ain't made shit I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly(heavens knows) past the sky (every night, every night) [Verse 2: GLC] Man, I'm talkin' way past the sky Let's go, oh And I didn't even try to work a job Represent the mob At the same time thirsty on the grind Chi state of mind Lost my mama, lost my mind My life, my love (heavens knows) that's not mine Why you ain't signed? Wasn't my time Leave me alone, (every night) work for y'all Half of it's yours, (every night) half of it's mine Only one to ball Never one to fall Gotta get mine Gotta take mine Got a tec-9 Reach my prime Gotta make these haters respect mine In the mall (heavens knows) 'til 12 when my schedule had said 9 (every night) Puttin' new pants on shelves Waitin' paitently (every night) I ask myself Where I wanna go, where I wanna be Life is much more than runnin' in the streets Holla at 'ye, hit me with the beat Put me on my feet Sound so sweet Yes (heavens knows) I'm the same ol' G, same goatee Stayin' low key, nope (every night) Holla at God Man (every night) why'd you had to take my folks? Hope to see Freddy G., Yusef G Love my G, Rolly G Police watch me smoke my weed, and count my G's Got a lot of people countin' on me (heavens knows) And I'm just tryin' to find my peace (every night) Should of finished school like my niece Then I wouldn't (every night) finally wouldn't use my piece, blaow Aw man, all this pressure [Hook: Kanye West, Tony Williams, John Legend] I've been workin' this graveshift and I ain't made shit I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly (heavens knows) past the sky (every night, every night) I've been workin' this graveshift and I ain't made shit I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly (heavens knows) past the sky (every night, every night) [Verse 3: Consequence] I remember havin' to take the dollar cab Comin' home real late at night Standin' on my feet all damn day Tryin' to make this thing right And havin' (heavens knows) one of my co-workers say Yo you look just like (every night) This kid I seen in the old Busta Rhymes video (every night) the other night Well easy come, easy go How that sayin' goes No more broad service, cars, and them TV shows I all had that snatched from me (heavens knows) And all the faculties all turn their back on me (every night) And didn't wanna hear a rap from me (every night) So naturally actually had to face things factually Had to be a catastrophe with the fridgest starin' back at me Cuz nothing's there, (heaven knows) nothing's fair I don't wanna ever go back there So I won't be takin' (every night) no days off 'til my spaceship takes off (every night) Blaow [Hook: Kanye West, Tony Williams, John Legend] I've been workin' this graveshift and I ain't made shit I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly (heavens knows) past the sky (every night, every night) I've been workin' this graveshift and I ain't made shit I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly (heavens knows) past the sky (every night, every night) [Outro: Tony Williams] I wanna fly, I wanna fly I said I want my chariot to pick me up And take me brother for a ride (heavens knows) (every night) (every night) |
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| 3:14 |
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I need to recruit all the soldiers
All of God's soldiers We at war... We at war with society, racism, terrorism But most of all...we at war with ourselves (Jesus walks) God show me the way because the devil trying to break me down (Jesus walks with me, with me, with me, with me, with me) You know what the mid-west is? Young and Restless Where restless (niggas) might snatch your necklace And next these (niggas) might jack your Lexus Somebody tell these (niggas) who Kanye West is. I walk through the valley where the shadow of death is. Top floor of the view alone will leave you breathless Try to catch it ... it's kind of hard Getting choked by detectives yeah yeah now check the method. They be asking us questions, harass and arrest us Saying We eat pieces of shit like you for breakfast Huh? Y'all eat pieces of shit what's the basis? We ain't going no where but got suits and cases. A trunk full of coke, rental car from Avis. My momma used to say only Jesus can save us. Well momma I know I act a fool But I'll be gone til November. I got packs to move I hope. Chorus (2x) (Jesus walks) God show me the way because the devil trying to break me down (Jesus walks with me) The only thing that I pray is that my feet don't fail me now. (Jesus walks) And I don't think there's nothing I can do to right my wrong (Jesus walks with me) I wanna talk to God but I'm afraid because we ain't spoke in so long (I want Jesus) To the hustlers, killers, murderers, drug dealers even the scrimpers... (Jesus walks with them!) To the victims of welfare feel we living in hell here, hell yea... (Jesus walks with them!) Now hear ye hear ye wanna see thee more clearly I know He hear me when my feet get weary Cause we're the almost nearly extinct We rappers is role models we rap we don't think I ain't here to argue about his facial features Or here to convert atheists into believers I'm just trying to say the way school need teachers The way Kathy Lee needed Regis that's the way I need Jesus So here go my single dawg radio needs this They said you can rap about anything except for Jesus That means guns, sex, lies, videotape But if I talk bout God my record won't get played Huh? Well if this take away from my spins Which will probably take away from my ends Then I hope it take away from my sins And bring the day that I'm dreamin 'bout Next time I'm in the club everybody screaming out... (Jesus walks) God show me the way because the devil trying to break me down (Jesus walks with me) The only thing that I pray is that my feet don't fail me now. (Jesus walks) And I don't think there's nothing I can do to right my wrong (Jesus walks with me) I wanna talk to God but I'm afraid because we ain't spoke in so long (I want Jesus) |
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| 5:24 |
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[Jay-Z]
Oh baby (Hahahahaha) Turn it up for me When it comes to being true, at least true to me (That's right, it's what I do, c'mon) One thing I found (Uh-huh), one thing I found Oh no you'll never let me down, (No I never let you down) Get up I get (down) Get up I get (down) Get up I get (down) Get up I get (down) Get up I get (down) Get up I get (down) [Jay-Z] Yo, yo first I snatched the streets, then I snatched the charts First I had they ear, now I have they heart Rappers came and went I've been here from the start I seen them put it together Watch them take it apart See the rovers roll up with ribbons I see them re poed, re sold then re driven So when I reload, he holds number one positions When you hot, I'm hot And when your feet cold, mines are sizzlin It's plain to see Niggas can't fuck wit me Cuz ima be that nigga for life This is not an image This is God given This is hard livin Mixed wit Cristal sippin It's the most consistent, Hov Give you the most hits you can fit inside a whole disc and Nigga I'm home on these charts, y'all niggas visiting It's Hov tradition, Jeff Gordon of rap I'm back to claim pole position, holla at ya boy Get up I get (down) Get up I get (down) Get up I get (down) [Kanye West] Get up I get down for my grandfather who took my momma Made her sit in that seat where white folks ain't want us to eat At the tender age of 6 she was arrested for the sitins And with that in my blood I was born to be different Now niggas can't make it to ballots to chose leadership But we can make it to Jacobs or to the dealership That's why I hear new music and I just don't be feelin it Racism still alive, they just be concealin it But I know they don't want me in the damn club They even make me show ID to get up inta Sam's Club I did deal dirt and went to church to get my hands scrubbed That why I've baptized these 3 or 4 times But in the land where niggas praise Yukons and getting paid Its gon take a lot more than coupons to get us saved Like it take a lot more than do-rags to get your way Nothin sad as that day my girl father passed away So I promise to Mr. Raney, I'm gonna marry your daughter And you know I gotta thank you for they way that she was brought up And I know that you were smiling when you seen the car I bought her And you sent tears from heaven when you seen my car get balled up, but I can't complain what the accident did to my left eye Cuz look what an accident did to Left Eye First Aaliyah, now Romeo must die I know I got angels watchin me from the other side When it comes to being true, at least true to me One thing I found, one thing I found Oh no you'll never let me down, Get up I get (down) Get up I get (down) Get up I get (down) Get up I get (down) Get up I get (down) Get up I get (down) [J.Ivy] We're all here for a reason on a particular path You don't need a curriculum to know that you are part of the math Cats think I'm delirious, but I'm so damn serious That's why I expose my soul to the globe, the world I'm trying to make it better for these little boys and girls I'm not just another individual, my spirit is a part of this That's why I get spiritual, but I get my hymns from Him So it's not me, it's He that's lyrical I'm not a miracle, I'm a heaven-sent instrument My rhythmatic regimen navigates melodic notes for your soul and your mental That's why I'm instrumental Vibrations is what I'm into Yeah, I need my loot by rent day But that ain't what gives me the heart of Kunte Kinte I'm tryina "Give us us free" like Cinque I can't stop, that's why I'm hot Determination, dedication, motivation I'm talking to you, my many inspirations When I say it I can't, let you or self down If I were on the highest cliff, on the highest rift And you slipped off the side and clenched on to your life in my grip I would never, ever let you down And when these words are found Let it been known that God's penmanship has been signed with a language called love That's why my breath is felt by the deaf And why my words are heard and confined to the ears of the blind I, too, dream in color and in rhyme So I guess I'm one of a kind in a full house Cuz whenever I open my heart, my soul, or my mouth A touch of God rains out [Kanye West] Take'em to church When it comes to being true, at least true to me One thing I found, one thing I found Oh no you'll never let me down, Get up I get (down) Get up I get (down) Get up I get (down) Get up I get (down) Get up I get (down) Get up I get (down) [Jay-Z] Who else you know been hot this long? Started from nothin but he got this strong Picked the rock from a pebble Peddled rock before I met you Peddle bikes got my nephews Pedal bikes because they special That you tell that man I thought it, well Somebody must've taught him cause Every fourth quarter, I light the Mike Jord in them Number one albums, what? I got like four of them More of them on the way The eighth wonder on the way Clear the way I'm here to stay Y'all can save the chitter-chat This and that, this and Jay This and Jay'll get you maced When I start spittin them lyrics Niggas get very religious Six Hail Maries please, Father forgive us Young! The archbishop, the Pope John Paul of y'all niggas The way y'all all follow Jigga Hov's a living legend and I'll tell you why Everybody wanna be Hov and Hov's still alive |
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| 4:50 |
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[Kanye West]
I'm tryin to catch the beat, uh I'm tryin to catch the beat I'm tryin to catch the beat, uh uh, uh I'm tryin to catch the beat [Chorus: Kanye West] N-now, th-th-through ya motherfuckin hands GET EM HIGH All the girls pass the weed to ya motherfuckin man GET EM HIGH Now I ain't never tell you to put down ya hands KEEP EM HIGH And if ya losin yo high than smoke again KEEP EM HIGH [Verse 1: Kanye West] N-n-n-now, my flow Is in the pocket like Wallace, I got the bounce like hydrolics I can't call it, I got the swerve like alchoooool-ics My freshman year I was goin through hell, a problem Still I, built up the nerve to drop my ass up outta collllllll-ege My teacher said I'se a loser, I told her why don't you kill me I give a fuck if you fail me, I'm gonna folllllllllll-ow My heart, and if you follow the charts, to the plaques or the stacks You ain't gotta guess who's back, you see I'm so shy that you thought it was bashfull but this bastard's flow will bash a skull And I will, cut your girl like Pastor Tro And I don't, usually smoke but pass the 'dro And I won't, give you that money that you askin fo' Why you think, me and Dame cool, we ask hoes That's why we hear your music in fast fo' Cuz we don't wanna here that weak shit no mo' [Chorus: Kanye West] N-now, th-th-through ya motherfuckin hands GET EM HIGH All the girls pass the weed to ya motherfuckin man GET EM HIGH Now I ain't never tell you to put down ya hands KEEP EM HIGH And if ya losin yo high than smoke again KEEP EM HIGH [Verse 2: Kanye West] N-n-n-n-n-now who the hell is this E-mailin me at 11:26, tellin me that she 36-26, plus double-d You know how girls on black planet be when they get bubblee At NYU but she headed from Kansas, right now she just lampin, chillin on campus Sent me a picture with a feelin on Candice Who said her favorite rapper was the late great Francis W-H-I-T, it's gettin late mami, your screen saver say tweet So you got to call me, and bring a friend for my friend His name Kweli (You mean Talib, lyric sticks to your rib) I mean (That's my favorite CD that I play at my crib) I mean (You don't really know him, why is you lyin) Yo Kwe, she don't believe me, please pickup the line She gon' think that I'm lyin, just spit a couple of lines Then maybe I'll be able to give her dick all the time, and get her high [Verse 3: Talib Kweli] Yeah I can't believe this nigga use my name for pickin' up dimes but GET EM HIGH, I need some tracks you tryin to pull tracks out And my rhymes as fittin' to blow you tryin' to blow back south Well ok, you twisted my arm, I'll assist with the charm, aiyyo I though you meet that chick at that conference with yo moms And she's the bomb, boy she got the bouji behavior Always got somethin' to say like a bookee(?) playa hater Anyway, I don't usually fuck with a interneter (get her high) Birth control stuck to they arm like Nicorette You really fuckin' that much, you tryin' to get off cigarettes And she think it's fly, she ain't met a real nigga yet I apologize if I come off a little inconsiderate I got the bubba kush and a sister could get a hit of it [Verse 4: Common] Get em high like noon, or the moon or a room filled with smoke A high filled with dope Y'all assumed I was doomed, out of tune, but I still fill the notes With real nigga quotes Real rappers is hard to find, like a remonte, control rap is not a Used soup it still got life, that's why I abuse you who are not thugs Rock clubs like Tiger, Woods in the hood, should have my own reality show Called Soul Survivor, I stole on liver, niggaz than you You'se a bitch I got ones that are thicker than you How could I ever let your words affect me, they say Hip-Hop is dead I'm here to resurrect me, mosh is to sexy to even make songs like these That's why the raw don't know your name, like Alicia Keys To many featured emcees, and pro-ducers is popular Twelve thousand spins, nobody got to coppin your Album, how come, you the hot garbage of The years clear your image is looped up Label got you souped up, tellin you you sick Man you a dick with a loose nut Video hard to watch like Medusa Even your club record need a booster Chimped up, with a pimp cup, illiterate nigga Read the infa, red across your head I'm bread king like Simba Bolder then Denver, I ain't a Madd Rapper just a emcee with a temper You dancin' for money like Honey, I did this my way So when the industry crash, I survive like Kanye Spittin through wires and fires, emcees retirin Got yo hands up, get them motherfuckers higher then [Chorus: Kanye West] N-now, th-th-through ya motherfuckin hands GET EM HIGH All the girls pass the weed to ya motherfuckin man GET EM HIGH Now I ain't never tell you to put down ya hands KEEP EM HIGH And if ya losin yo high than smoke again KEEP EM HIGH |
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| 0:46 |
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Girl #1
Ay Wussup girl? Girl #2 Hey girl. Girl #3 Hey, how you doin'? Girl #1 Ay you know I finally got my shit together, been watchin' that workout plan girl!! Girl #2 Well you lookin' all good and stuff you got you a... Girl #1 Girl I know it's that workout. Girl #2 Got you a six pack Shakur and stuff. Girl #1 Don't say it. Girl #3 Yo my nigga, my nigga, I'm tired of puttin' 1-8-7 in my nigga's pager that shit ain't workin' no more. Girl #1 Girl you know i'ma video hofessional now Girl since I copped this new workout plan my shit is right rollin' in Lexus, Acruass everything girl. Girl #3 Girl you need to let me know where I can cop that, how much is it? Girl #1 Girl you know you ain't gotta pay nuttin' around me I'm the bootleg queeen I'll give it to you for free.99. Girls #2 & #3 FREE.99?! Girl #3 That's my dawg you always lookin' out for us. Girl #2 Now I can throw away my bus pass and shit oh my God. Girl #3 Oh shit. |
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| 5:16 |
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[Luther Vandross]
Are you gonna be Say that you're gonna be [Jamie Foxx] Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh... [Jamie Foxx - Chorus] She said she wants some Marvin Gaye, some Luther Vandross, a little Anita, will definitely set this party off right (Are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are you gonna be are you gonna be, well well well well well) She said she want some Ready for the World, some New Edition, some Minnie Ripperton, and definitely set this party off right (Are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are u gonna be, are you gonna be are you gonna be, well well well well well) [Kanye West] I told her to drive over in your new whip Bring some friends you cool with Imma bring da cool whip Then I want you to strip See you is my new chick So we get our grind on She be grabbin, callin me Biggie like Shine home Man I swear she fine homes Why she always lying though Tellin me them diamonds when she know they rhinestones She got a light skinned friend look like Michael Jackson Got a dark skinned friend look like Michael Jackson I play 'Ready for the World' - she was ready for some action My dawg said you aint no freak, so you got to prove my man wrong Imma play this Vandross You gon' take your pants off Imma play this Gladys Knight Me and you gon' get right [Chorus X2] [Twista] Got you lookin at the gliss at my hands and wrists While i'm layin back smokin on my canibus When it come to rockin the rythm like Marvin and Luther I can tell you aint no messin with Kan-man and Twist From the Chi and I be Sippin Hennessy Play some R&B Tryina smoke a B Lookin properly Feelin on a G? And always (Well Well Well Well Well) Come with me and sip on some Evelyn Champagne You aint know Twista can work it like the Whispers Hit the stop light, get into some Isaac The rims still moving so I'm bumping a little spinners While I'm Smokin on a B Dippin through the streets Bumpin R&B And I got to leave something to the 23's? And I do it (well well well well well) When my earth and the wind smoke a fire Let me when get your sheets wet listening to Keith Sweat Put you in a daze for maze Fullfilling our every temptation slow jamming having deep sex You ready for the world girl Come on over make me touch you all over your body baby don't say no to me An every moment you controllin' me I'm lovin the way you be holding me when I be listening to Jodeci And when I come over and bend your ass You be bumpin Teddy Pendergrass I'da hit it from the back to the melody to roll it slow Now I gotta go up in it fast, but imma finish last No matter how much of a thug you see I still spit it like it's R&B, so to the club with me And with some Luther come on and hope you finna and stilla be in love with me [chorus X2] [Twista] Baby drop another slow jam And all us lovers need hold hands And if you aint got no man hop up on my brohem I keep it pimpin like an old man You gots to roll with the plan Cuz after that then I Take it to the dome Then I got to bone Stay up in the zone Got to get you home Gotta run up on And I do it (well well well well well) Baby drop another slow jam And all us lovers need hold hands And if you aint got no man hop up on my brohem I keep it pimpin like an old man You gots to roll with the plan Cuz after that then I Take you to my home And we could get it on Disconnect the phone Just to get you goin' Tryina make you moan And I do it (well well well well well) |
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[Hook: Ludacris]
Yeah, breathe in, breathe out If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out Push a big truck, pull ya keys out Girls go wild and pull ya deez out Breathe in, breathe out Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out If a nigga act up, pull a Desert Eag' out When I pull the piece out niggas like "Peace out!" [Verse 1: Kanye West] Golly, more of that bullshit ice rap I got to 'pologize to Mos and Kweli (probably) But is it cool to rap about gold If I told the world I copped it from Ghana and Mali? (Mali!) First nigga with a Benz and a backpack Ice chain, Cardi lens, and a knapsack Always said if I rapped I'd say somethin' significant But now I'm rappin' 'bout money, hoes, and rims again And it's still about the Benjamins Big faced hundreds and whatever other synonyms Strippers named Cinnamon More chips than Pentium What'cha gon' buy next? Whatever new trend it is I'm tryin' to spend my stacks And I'm so broke I look back like "Damn, was I on crack?" I mean twelve platinum chains, was I on that? What the hell was wrong with me dog? Sing along with my y'all [Hook: Ludacris] Yeah, breathe in, breathe out If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out Push a big truck, pull ya keys out Girls go wild and pull ya deez out Breathe in, breathe out Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out If a nigga act up, pull a Desert Eag' out When I pull the piece out niggas like "Peace out!" [Verse 2: Kanye West] Now even though I went to college and dropped out of school quick I always had a Ph.D.: a Pretty Huge Dick Ladies tired of gettin' ripped off by guys like this And givin' head is like 'oh well, the shoes and the toothpick' Well, I'm in the club for a limited time Act now and get some action for free-99 Later on I might charge for menage Heard her man was the boss of the floss But she still want to toss me the drawers And it ain't gon' cost me because she my caddy Cuz she grabbed my golf balls in the club And I'm still actin' calm than a mug She asked "Can you drive me and the hunnies to where my Altima was?" While we drive she tellin' me 'bout problems with her man Baby I fully understand Let me help you with a plan While he trickin' off, don't get no rich nigga Give ME some head, that'll really piss him off [inhales] [Hook: Ludacris] Yeah, breathe in, breathe out If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out Push a big truck, pull ya keys out Girls go wild and pull ya deez out Breathe in, breathe out Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out If a nigga act up, pull a Desert Eag' out When I pull a piece out niggas like "Peace out!" [Verse 3: Kanye West] I blow past low class niggas with no cash In the fo' dash six, bitch you can go ask So when I go fast popo just laugh Right until I run out of gas or 'til I go crash Whatever comes first I'm prepared for the worst Whatever comes second I'll be there with my weapon Pullin' up in the Lexuses, one on both hand So I guess them GSes was ambidextrous Coulda sworn her breasteses was sendin' me messages "K I need a free hand mammogram I got weed, drink, and a Handicam All of which is legal in Amsterdam" So say my name like Candyman And I'ma come and fix you up like the handyman But if you don't need a fix, girl you gotta leave You can't take that all at one time ya gotta breathe [Hook: Ludacris] Yeah, breathe in, breathe out If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out Push a big truck, pull ya keys out Girls go wild and pull ya deez out Breathe in, breathe out Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out If a nigga act up, pull a Desert Eag' out When I pull a piece out niggas like "Peace out!" ["Can you say Chi city?" scratched repeatedly] |
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| 1:19 |
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Now beat that.
And your mother's sayin' go to college So you finish college and it's wonderful You feel so good. Now after all the partying and crazin', And don't forget about that drug habit you picked up at school bein' around your peers Hey! Now you'll get that 25 thous job a year And you'll spend all your money on crack-cocaine But it'll be your money. No more borrowing from mom for my high So now you get your degree tattooed on your back you're so excited about it If you continue to work at the Gap After several interviews Oh My God, you'll come in at an entry level position And when you do that, if you kiss enough ass You'll move up to the next level, Which is bein' a secretary's secretary! And boy is that great. You get to take messages for the secretary who never went to college She's actually the boss's niece! So now you're part of the family You know what college does for you? It makes you really smart man. All you kids wanted talk in the back of the class? Not me, I listened, OK I was a hall-monitor. It was meant to be. You know how many classes I took? Extra classes, extra classes No I've never had sex! But ya know what? My degree keeps me satisfied. When a lady walked wit' me she say Ya know what's sexy? No I don't know what it is But I bet I could add up all the change in your purse, Very fast |
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| 3:02 |
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[chorus]
Alpha, step Omega, step Kappa, step Sigma, step Gangstas walk, pimps gon' talk Oooh hecky naw that boy is raw AKA, step Delta, step S G Ro, step Zeta, step Gangstas walk, pimps gon' talk Oooh hecky naw that boy is raw I'ma get on this TV, momma I'ma, I'ma break shit down I'ma make sure these light skinned niggaz Never ever never come back in style Told 'em I finished school, and I started my own business They say, 'Oh you graduated?' No, I decided I was finished Chasin' y'all dreams and what you've got planned Now I spit it so hot you got tanned Back to school and I hate it there, I hate it there Everything I want I gotta wait a year, I wait a year This nigga graduated at the top of my class.. I went to Cheesecake, he was a motherfucking waiter there [chorus] I got a Jones like Norah for your sorror' Bring more of them girls I've seen in the Aurora Tammy, Becky, and Laura, or'a Shirley I'm tryin' to hit it early, like I'm in a hurry See, that's how dude became the young pootie tang tippy tow Rocafella chain, yeah that's my rapper style Rosary piece, yeah that's my Catholic style Red and white One's, yeah that's my Kappa style And I ain't even pledge Crack my head on the steering wheel and I ain't even dead If I could go through all that and still be breathing Bitch bend over, I'm here for a reason [chorus] I feel a woo coming on, cuz. I feel a woo coming on, cuz WOO There it was I feel some woos coming on, cuz. A couple woos coming on, cuz WOO, WOO There they was I feel a woo coming on, cuz. I feel a woo coming on, cuz WOO There it was A couple woos coming on, cuz. A couple woos coming on, cuz WOO, WOO There they was |
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You keep it going man, you keep those books rolling,
You pick up those books your going to read And not remember and you roll man. You get that a sociate degree, okay, Then you get your bachelors, then you get your masters Then you get your master's masters, Then you get your doctron, You go man, then when everybody says quit You show them those degree man, when Everybody says hey, your not working, Your not making in money, You say look at my degrees and you look at my life, Yeah i'm 52, so what, hate all you want, But i'm smart, i'm so smart, and i'm in school, And these guys are out here making Money all these ways, and i'm spended mine to be smart. You know why? Because when i die, buddy, you know What going to keep me warm, thats right, those degrees |
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(Hey Jimmy, Where You Goin?
Jimmy:I don't know where I'm going, My Dad died, and uh, He left me his degrees, My mom would always say, dad, why dont you work?, But he just kept learning, All the other kids parents were working and saving up money for school, And I was accually in school all while my dad was in school!, He Even, he was so greedy with degrees he took my degree, And now I'm just glad he left me these, Because all the regular homeless people have newspapers, And look what I have. These are documented, My father left them to ME, And I'm gonna leave them to my kids, I'm gonna learn too, I'm gonna be supersmart, So I too can die without money but Im gonna be the smartest Dead guy, Who has that? |
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| 4:27 |
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(In background)
Through the fire, to the limit, to the wall For a chance to be with you I'd gladly risk it all Through the fire, through whatever come my way For a chance at loving you, I'd take it all the way... Right down to the wire, even through the fire Yo G they can't stop me from rapping can they? Can that huh? I spit it through the wire man To much stuff on my heart right now man I'll gladly risk it all right now It's a life or death situation man Y'all don't really understand how I feel right now man It's your boy Kayne titter.... Chi-Town what's going on man (Verse 1) I drink a boost for breakfast, an Ensure for dizzert Somebody ordered pancakes I just sip the sizzurp That right there could drive a sane man bizerk Not to worry the Mr. H-to-the-Izzo's back wizzork How do you console my mom or give her light support When you telling her your sons' on life support And just imagine how my girl feel On the plane scared as hell that her guy look like Emmit Till She was with me before the deal she been trying to be mine She a delta so she been throwing them dynasty signs I'm use to trying to reline I been trying to be sign Trying to be a millionaire How I use two lifelines In the same hospital where Biggie Smalls died The doctor said I had blood clots But I ain't jamaican man Story on MTV and I ain't trying to make a band I swear this right here is history in the making man (In background) Through the fire, to the limit, to the wall For chance to be with you I'd gladly risk it all Through the fire, through whatever come my way For a chance at loving you, I'd take it all the way... Right down to the wire, even through the fire I really apologize how I sound right now man This ain't fair at all man They got my mouth wired shut for like I don't know the doctor said for like six weeks You know we had reconstru.... I had reconstructive surgery on my jaw Looked in the mirror half my jaw was missing and half my mouth I couldn't believe it But im still here for yall right now yo This is what I gotta say yo Yeah, turn me up yeah (Verse 2) What if somebody from the Chi-town was ill got a deal on the hottest rap label around But he wasn't talking bout coke and birds it was more like spoken word Except he really putting it down And he explained the story about how blacks came from glory And what we need to do in the game Good dude, Bad night, Right place, Wrong time In the blink of an eye his whole life changed If you could feel how my face felt you would know how Mase felt Thank God I ain't to cool for the safe belt I swear to God driver two on the sue I got lawyer for the case to keep my safe book safe My dawgs couldn't tell if I I look like Tom Cruise on Vanilla Sky it was televised There's been an accident like GEICO They thought I was burnt up like Pepsi did Michael I must gotta angel Cause look how death missed his ass Unbreakable, would you thought they called me Mr. Glass Look back on my life like the ghost of Christmas past Toys R Us where I used to spend that Christmas cash And I still wont grow up, I'm a grown ass kid Swear I should be locked up for stupid shit that I did But I'm a champion, so I turned tragedy to triumph Make music that's fire, spit my soul through the wire (In background) Through the fire, to the limit, to the wall For chance to be with you I'd gladly risk it all Through the fire, through whatever come my way For a chance at loving you, I'd take it all the way... Right down to the wire, even through the fire Know what im saying When the doctor told me I had a um.. I was goin to have a plate on my chin I said dawg didn't you realize I'll never make it on the plane now Its bad I got all this jewelry on Can't be serious man |
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How's your son? (all, all, all the things, things)
He make the team this year? (all, all, all the things things) Aw th-, they said he wasn't tall enough? (all, all, all that glitters is not gold) Yeah me we gon' cook this up (all gold is not reality) (real is what you live to be) This is family business And this is for the family that can't be with us And this is for my cousin locked down, know the answer's in us That's why I spit it in my songs so sweet Like a photo of your granny's picture Now that you're gone it hit us Super hard on Thanksgiving and Christmas, this can't be right Yeah you heard the track I did man, this can't be life Somebody please say grace so I can save face And have a reason to cover my face I even made you a plate, soul food, know how Granny do it Monkey bread on the side, know how the family do it When I brought it why did the guard have to look all through it? As kids we used to laugh Who knew that life would move this fast? Who knew I'd have to look at you through a glass? And look, you tell me you ain't did it, then you ain't did it And if you did, then that's family business And I don't care 'bout (all the, all the diamond rings, diamond rings) They don't mean a thing (all, all, all the things) All these fancy things I tell you that all (all the glitter is not gold) my weight in gold (gold is not reality) Now all I know I know all these things (real is what you live to be) This is family business And this is for everybody standin' with us Come on, let's take a family Grammy picture Abby, remember when they ain't believe in me? Now she like, "See, that's my cousin on TV" Now, we gettin' it and we gon' make it And y'all gon' hate it and I'm his favorite I can't deny it, I'm a straight rider But when we get together be electric slidin' Grandma, get 'em shook up Aw naw, don't open the photo book up I got an Aunt Ruth that can't remember your name But I bet them Polaroids'll send her down memory lane You know that one auntie, you don't mean to be rude But every holiday nobody eatin' her food And you don't wanna stay there 'cause them your worst cousins Got roaches at their crib like them your first cousins Act like you ain't took a bath with your cousins Fit three in the bed while six of y'all I'm talkin' 'bout three by the head and three by the leg But you ain't have to tell my girl I used to pee in the bed Rain, rain, rain go away Let the sun come out and all the children say Rain, rain, rain go away Let the sun come out and all the children say I woke up early this mornin' with a new state of mind A creative way to rhyme without usin' knives and guns Keep your nose out the sky, keep your heart to God And keep your face to the risin' sun All my niggas from the Chi, that's my family dog And my niggas ain't my guys, they my family dog I feel like one day you'll understand me dog You can still love your man and be manly dog You ain't got to get heated at every house warmin' Sittin' here, grillin' people like George Foreman Why Uncle Ray and Aunt Sheila always performin'? The second she storm out, then he storm in Y'all gon' sit down, have a good time this reunion And drink some wine like Communion And act like everything fine and if it isn't We ain't lettin' everybody in our family business (all the, all the diamond rings, diamond rings) They don't mean a thing (all, all, all the things) They don't mean a thing (all the, all the diamond rings, diamond rings) They don't mean a thing, a thing And I don't care 'bout (all the, all the diamond rings, diamond rings) They don't mean a thing (all, all, all the things) All these fancy things I tell you that all (all the glitter is not gold) my weight in gold (gold is not reality) Now all I know I know all these things (real is what you live to be) (oooh) All these things (these things) All these things (oooh) all these things (these things) All these things (oooh) all these things (these things) All these things (oooh) all these things (these things) All these things (oooh) all these things (these things) All these things (oooh) all these things (these things) All these things (oooh) all these things (these things) All these things (oooh) all these things (these things) |
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[jay-z]
ahahha, yo fuck you Kanye first and foremost, for makin me do this shit..mothafucka...had to throw everybody out the mothafuckin room...cuz they dont...fuck em [kanye] i'd like to propose a toast, i said toast motherfucker la la la la la la la la and i am(here's to the roc) and they ask me, they ask me, they ask me, i tell them(heres to roc-a-fella) raise your glasses, your glasses, your glasses to the sky and(here's to the roc) this is the last call for alcohol, for the....(heres to the roc-a-fella) so get your ass up of the wall the all around the world digital underground pac the rudolph the red nose reindeer of the roc i take my chain my 15 seconds of fame and i came back next year with the whole f**kin game ain't nobody expected kanye to end up on top, they expected that college dropout to drop and then flop then mabye he'd stop saving all the good beats for himself roc-a-fella's the only niggas that helped my money was thinner than sean paul goatee hair no jean paul gautier cologne fill the air they say he bougie he big headed would you please stop talkin bout how my dick head is flow infectious give me 10 seconds i'll have a buzz bigger than insects in Texas its funny how ain't nobody interested till the night i almost killed myself in Lexus now i am(here's to the roc) and they ask me, they ask me, they ask me, i tell them(heres to roc-a-fella) raise your glasses, your glasses, your glasses to the sky and(here's to the roc) this is the last call for alcohol for the....(heres to the roc-a-fella) so get your ass up of the wall now was Kanye the most overlooked? yes siiiiir now is Kanye the most overbooked? yes siiiir do the fans want the feeling over a tribe called quest but all they got left is this guy called west that'll take freeway and put him on tracks with mos def weather you call him kwali or kweli i put him on songs with jay-z i'm the gap like bannana republic and old navy and ooo it come out sweeter than old sadie nice as bun b when i met him at the source awards girl he had with him, ass could have won the horse awards and i was almost famous now everybody love Kanye, i'm almost Raymond some say he arrogant can ya'll blame him it was straight embarrassing how ya'll played him last year shopping my demo i was trying to shine every motherfucker told me that i couldn't rhyme now i could let these dream killers kill my self esteem or i could use my arrogance as the steam to power my dreams i use it as my gas so they say i'm gassed but without it i'd be last so i ought to laugh so i don't listen to the suits behind the desk no more you niggas wear suits cause you can't dress no more you cant say shit to Kanye West no more i rocked 20,000 people i was just on tour nigga! i'm the kon the louis vuitton don bought my mom a purse and now she Louie Vuitton mom! i ain't play the hand i was dealt i changed my cards i prayed to the skies and i changed my stars i went to the malls and i balled to hard oh my god is that a black card? i turned around and replied why yes but i prefer the term African American express brains, power and muscle like dame, puffy and russell your boy back on his hustle you know what i been up to killin ya'll niggas on that lyrical shit mayonnaise color Benz i push miracle whips and i am i am(here's to the roc) and they ask me they ask me they ask me i tell them(heres to roc-a-fella) raise your glasses, your glasses, your glasses to the sky and(here's to the roc) this is the last call for alcohol for my niggas(heres to the roc) so get your ass up of the wall |
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가슴네트워크 Review :: 2004-03-29
Subject : Kanye West - The College Dropout (Roc-A-Fella,2004)
