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from Jay-Z - The Blueprint 2 : The Gift & The Curse (2002)
Uhh, just point out the bounce
Uh-huh, show me the bounce, yeah Just point out the bounce, yeah Timbo the king, yeah Young Hov' the king, yeah Just point out the bounce.. Yes, just point out the bounce nigga Yo, listen Rumor has it "The Blueprint" classic Couldn't even be stopped by Bin Laden So September 11th marks the era forever of a revolutionary Jay Guevero Now it's a whole museum of, Hov' MCers Everybody dupin the flow, you see 'em Everybody loopin up soul It's like you tryin to make "The Blueprint 2" before Hov' Shout out to Just Bleezy and, Kan-yeezy See how we adjusted the game so easy Chicks barely dancin, glancin every chance they get Like - oh shit, he's so handsome Still in demand in the longest run standin Kidnap rap seven years, no ransom Can't one nigga get it back no rap Young Hov's goin to Canton, I'm now eligible *Point out the bounce - and show you how to get this dough in large amounts 'til it's hard to count Point out the bounce - I turn a 8 to an ounce to a whole ki to the R.O.C. Point out the bounce - Timbo the king nigga Uhh, yeah, uhh Point out the bounce - jeah, Young Hov' the king nigga Uhh, I got y'all.. For those that think Hov' fingers bling bling'n Either haven't heard the album or they don't know english They only know what the single is, and singled that out to be the meaning of what he is about And bein I'm about my business, not minglin much runnin my mouth, that shit kept lingerin But no dummy, that's the shit I'm sprinklin The album width to keep the registers ringin In real life, I'm much more distinguished I'm like a bloke from London, England Jeah, you jinglin baby See I go right back and I bring 'em in baby Business mind of a Ross Perot, but never lost my soul Crossed the line, I bought pop across the row Then I walk through the hood, where they up to no good Slangin them O's like a real O.G. should Oh, he's good, no he would never sell out he's so young * Repeat Magazines call me a rock star, girls call me cock star Billboard, pop star, neighborhood block star Chi-Town go-gettin pimps, we mobsters Gingerbread Man even said, "You're a monster!" Yeah, that's how I feel To be down, you must appeal To the crew, we're rated R O.C., O.G., Bobby Johnson son Ask me, "Rey-Rey, is that yo' car?" I seen MTV, I know who you are You did "Takeover," do you got beef with Nas? I did take over the game, brought back the soul Got tracks to go, got plaques that's gold Platinum to go, yeah that's the flow All I, know, I gots the flow And I don't play cause I'm from Chicago * Repeat **Point out the bounce ** Repeat (x5) |
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from Twista - Slow Jamz [Edited Version] [single] (2003)
Are you gonna be Say that you're gonna be Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh... 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) 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 Galdys Knight Me and you gon' get right 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) 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) 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 original like Marvin and Luther I can tell you aint no messin with Kan-man and Twist From the Chi and I be Sippin Hennessy Twistin almarie? 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 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)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) 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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from Twista - Slow Jamz [single, remix] (2004)
[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% |
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from Kanye West - The College Dropout (2004)
[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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from Kanye West - The College Dropout (2004)
[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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from Kanye West - The College Dropout (2004)
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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from Kanye West - The College Dropout (2004)
[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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from Kanye West - The College Dropout (2004)
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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from Kanye West - The College Dropout (2004)
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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from Kanye West - The College Dropout (2004)
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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from Kanye West - The College Dropout (2004)
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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from Kanye West - The College Dropout (2004)
[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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from Kanye West - The College Dropout (2004)
(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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from Kanye West - The College Dropout (2004)
[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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from Kanye West - The College Dropout (2004)
[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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from Kanye West - The College Dropout (2004)
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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from Kanye West - The College Dropout (2004)
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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from Kanye West - The College Dropout (2004)
[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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from Kanye West - The College Dropout (2004)
[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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from Kanye West - The College Dropout (2004)
(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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from Kanye West - The College Dropout (2004)
[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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from Kanye West - The College Dropout (2004)
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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from Kanye West - Through The Wire [single] (2004)
(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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from Kanye West - Through The Wire [single] (2004)
(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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from Slum Village - Selfish (2004)
[Intro & Chorus: John Legend] (Slum Village & Kanye West)
I'm callin (Yeah maybe I'm selfish) Out to (I want you to myself I can't help it) All my (Yeah maybe I'm selfish) Y'all my, ladies and I can't (maybe I'm selfish) (I can't) Let you (let you) (I want you to myself I can't help it) Be with (yeah) no one (yeah) but me (yeah) baby [Verse 1: T3] To my thick chicks down in Texas All the way to New Orleans where the girls cook catfish And in LA every chick's an actress Hollywood status with the shaded glasses To Detroit, yeah the place that I rest Where the ladies got ass to sell alot sex And Hot Atlanta y'all is one of the best Where they speak southern and slang and smoke la cess And New York women are way too fresh Too much on your mind let me ease that stress I wish you all were mine it's so selfish Maybe I'm feelin myself too much I guess But, to my ladies all across the globe In small towns that I don't even know To all local international codes Whether you see me in streets or catch me at shows, I'm callin... [Chorus: John Legend] (Slum Village) I'm callin (yeah maybe I'm selfish) Out to (I want you to myself I can't help it) All my (yeah maybe I'm selfish) Y'all my ladies and I can't (maybe I'm selfish) (I can't) Let you (let you) (I want you to myself I can't help it) Be with (yeah) no one (yeah) but me (yeah) baby [Verse 2: Kanye West] Uh! And I'll be tryin to come around my girl actin like Mr. Friendly And steal the spotlight like Mr. Bentley I spotted her like Spud McKenzie And for them fake boobies I payed them Benjies Get your own, I got Paris he got Nicky he tried to get ????em a clone He said yeah you know you got extra hoes And everything you do is extra cold From the Polo fleece to the Jesus piece I got family in high places like Jesus' niece Can I please, say my peace If y'all fresh to death, then I'm deceased And this one here, is a heat rocks Spit like a beat box, the way the beat rocks New version of Pete Rock! But for that Benz I get CL love So I switch my girls around like 3L-dub [3LW] I'm callin.. [Chorus: John Legend] (Slum Village) I'm callin (Yeah maybe I'm selfish) Out to (I want you to myself I can't help it) All my (Yeah maybe I'm selfish) Y'all my ladies and I can't (maybe I'm selfish) (I can't) Let you (let you) (I want you to myself I can't help it) Be with (Yeah) no one (Yeah) but me (Yeah) baby [Verse 3: Baatin] What up Pam how your little man doin in New Jersey Last I heard he caught the flu and you was worried Hope he feels better, and thanks Jonetta from Cleveland For that good head in your Jetta better believe it Shanice you're my piece from Compton Before I mark the plane make sure you cop them trees to spark up Danielle ATL got them pictures in the mail You sealed with a kiss and you send it with Chanel You lookin good in that one showin off your body Had a Beverly Hills mami that would buy me Cardi's Take me to after parties her name was Carrie And it sucks that we didn't keep in touch I'm sorry But, hey Kim how's Minneapolis? You so pretty hate to show off your titties for silly classes Cause I love you girls though you ain't mine I wish my arms was long enough to hug you all of the same time [Chorus: John Legend] (Slum Village) I'm callin (Yeah maybe I'm selfish) Out to (I want you to myself I can't help it) All my (Yeah maybe I'm selfish) Y'all my ladies and I can't (maybe I'm selfish) (I can't) Let you (let you) (I want you to myself I can't help it) Be with (Yeah) no one (Yeah) but me (Yeah) baby [Outro: John Legend] I'm callin (Callin) out to (Out to) all my (All My) Y'all my, ladies and I can't (I Can't) let you (Let you) Be with, no one, but me, baby |
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from Janet Jackson - Damita Jo (2004)
You see I go by the name of Kan the Louis Vuitton Don I'm with my home girl Who need to hook me up with some of her home girls Yeah, Janet Jackson We back, baby So many said we'd (never) Never know love like this (but) They never felt your kiss (felt your kiss) And how good your touch could be (so) Many a days I face the pressure to walk away (way) From what the people say (people say) Baby (baby) these butterflies they never lie Been thru so much pain before (and) Baby (baby) I had to try 'Cause you're not like most guys And I ain't ashamed to say that you're my Baby (baby) Don't matter what they say baby They just don't know my baby And how I feel about you Baby (baby) Don't matter what they say baby (baby) I won't let go my baby And how I feel about you When you look in my eyes I wish you could read my mind (and) And know how I feel inside (feel inside) And hear what they say about you Just because they can't see (see) You're more than enough for me (why) Why can't they just let us be (can't they just let be) And leave us alone Baby (baby) these butterflies they never lie Been thru so much pain before (and) Baby (baby) I had to try 'Cause you're not like most guys And I ain't ashamed to say that you're my Baby (baby) Don't matter what they say babyThey just don't know my baby And how I feel about you Baby (baby) Don't matter what they say baby (baby) I won't let go my baby And how I feel about you Baby (baby) Don't matter what they say baby They just don't know my baby And how I feel about you Baby (baby) Don't matter what they say baby (baby) I won't let go my baby And how I feel about you I go by the name Kanye Omari And I wrote this just to say I'm sorry I have foreign cars and houses I have porno stars and spouses You tryin' to stab one like Jack the Ripper I was tryin' to stabe two like Jack the Tripper My nigger Tone been locked for a minute He come home he And I'm a big tipper I don't need to be trippin? This my first Rolex it don't even be tickin' This my first pair of earrings I can wear in the shower Without them clouding up in half an hour So that basically mean my paper getting mean Basically mean I'm into better things I was an addict of cheating but I stopped before You an addict you go with Janet Jackson you cured Baby (baby) Don't matter what they say baby They just don't know my baby And how I feel about you Baby (baby) Don't matter what they say baby (baby) I won't let go my baby And how I feel about you Baby (baby) Don't matter what they say baby They just don't know my baby And how I feel about you Baby (baby) Don't matter what they say baby (baby) I won't let go my baby And how I feel about you so good - |
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from Brandy - Talk About Our Love [single] (2004)
(Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa oh)
What'd ya hear this time? Go on and speak ya mind I know somebody's lyin It's always somethin Her auntie told your cousin Then all your homies jumped in And now the whole hood's buzzin he said, she said Don't let it get in ya head Baby don't say Something that you will regret I'm on your team It's us against them you'll see Hey, hey, hey They won't stop They just want what we got Chorus: The more they talk about our love The more they make it obvious The more they seem so envious How can they talk about our love When they don't know one thing about Instead they just running their mouths So all we do is tune them out. (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa oh) I swear they got some nerve Spreading what they heard I can't give them no words I can't be concered with all that talk I won't be involved, that's my word Still I'm not the one They got me confused They got me messed up Don't you think I've had enough? When it comes to what we do All that matters is us two Don't pay them no mind We just gonna show and prove. The more they talk about our love The more they make it obvious The more they seem so envious How can they talk about our love? When they don't know one thing about Instead they just running their mouths So all we do is tune them out... It's a couple of things I can't honor man How you listen to a girl that still wanna man? Tell me the truth is that a man or Juwanna Man? I'm wonderin why she rest to go like Wanda then? When we met you was a V like Manana man Now you went field runnin plays like Donavan Nick nag before you get in a cab I trade in my cash Just to take you back to last summer man You don't remember when you was my sweetest? You don't remember I called you Reeces Pieces? Cause it's no wrong way to do you know what She turned around giggled and said "You so nuts!" But nowadays we actin way too grown up Like how ya ex-girl get that new number The rumors was so numerous For sticking by me I had to give you two thumbs up And that's why The more they talk about our love The more they make it obvious The more they seem so envious How can they talk about our love? When they don't know one thing about Instead they just running their mouths So all we do is tune them out. Go on! The more they talk about our love (tune it out baby) The more they make it obvious The more they seem so envious How can they talk about our love? (let's not talk about it baby) When they don't know one thing about Instead they just running their mouths So all we do is tune them out. I don't wanna hear it no more... |
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from Kanye West - All Falls Down [single] (2004)
★Chorus Oh when it all, it all falls down I'm telling you ohh,it all falls down ☆Verse1 Man I promise,she's so self conscious She has no idea what she's doing in college That major that she majored in don't make no money |
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from Kanye West - All Falls Down [single] (2004)
[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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from Kanye West - All Falls Down [single] (2004)
Heavy Hitter for life
Heavy hitters for life You rappers think I give a f*ck about the way the day spent Want to be on my album but don't want me on they sh*t Everybody thought i was makin a compelation I was really makin myself they competation. Fresh off the plane form the all star game. Bone girls on t.v so it's all star trains Just picture man. No stichin man. somethin for the phiends fresh out the kitchen man. Last 9/11 I was poor on a half till I floored up my math Now it's Porsche 9/11 and I'm floorin the gas Problems that i had no more. well damn look at how everybody den changed all my niggas is bout to have it made tell j that i'm bout to change the game this makes everything else sound played goddamn Kanye! Kanye! Kanye! Now hold up. Ain't nobody makin with me dog now you say it. Ain't nobody messin with you at all I told dude you can't even rap on my interlude now does that make me as rude as Jude? When the album comin out man the people is askin Yall got motive adidas ya sick with the fashion Ya already got do so ya spit for the passion the way ya rhymes give me Tribe Called Quest flash backs And let's not even bring up the tracks man nope nope let's not do that man ya eatin up the game like Pac man and got the whole world shakin just like crack phiends. Heavy hitters for life Roca fella is for life throw them diamonds up throw them diamonds up trow ya diamonds |
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from Kanye West - All Falls Down [single] (2004)
(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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from Consequence - Take `Em To The Cleaners (2004)
(feat. Kanye West, John Legend)
[Kanye West] There's only one girl on my agenda (You talking bout Brenda?) Naw I'm talking bout Linda, from last September Now Linda love lace like Linda love lace LaFace says she like +Mase+ but she love +Face+ And I know that Linda was a hip-hop-head And I know that Linda gave Hip-Hop head But I feel I could convert her Cuz I ain't here to hurt her mayn And she was messin wit me when I was still at Burger King She ain't hop in my bed cuz of the whips and cream Cuz when I had her in bed I had whip cream Shakespearian midsummer night dream I unzip things and pull out big things They was flashin gr-green, she was like "ch-ching" Got em, but she know a rreeal nigga when she, spot him So now she's pickin dresses from Veroraiyn Scratchin out her maiden and here's my name Now I'm sittin at the bar wit all my guys They sayin "Cheers to you for your future years of pain" Like "Dog you ready to give all this shit up? The summer's on its way and these hoes doin sit-ups And when they see the way the G-5 lights lit up Your gonna wanna have two like John Ritter" But naww, I bought her a brand new BM He said "Dog, slow down like Brand Nubian now" [Consequence] I just feel the need to purge my soul from the work load Couldn't watch another nigga get burnt slow She said her man was busy, always bored her with work load Never takes her out and falls asleep in his work clothes She needs some excitement, which leads to this indictment Believe what you like kid, according to her When we recorded with her, Linda changed her name to Nicky Sang along to Darlin Nicky, co-star of my quickies That foot is so pretty, but I'm sure you recognize That bra holds titties, those are her titties Solar's so pretty, but not to rub it in But that white Russian did make her lonely like the wind So the over right that's in, on the over night depends If you take heed the game, and please keep ya name, word [Kanye West] Cuz she's just a playa playa That's playin games wit me [John Legend] I can't see myself getting out the game, no time soon Ooooh, as I continue as I, Ooooh, as I continue as I Oooh, Oooh Can't see myself getting out the game, no time soon Ooooh, as I continue as I, Ooooh, as I continue as I Oooh, Oooh |
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from John Legend - Get Lifted (2004)
(feat. Kanye West)
Ooh I promise not to do it again I promise not to do it You can't say I don't love you Just because I cheat on you Cuz you can't 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 you'd find out But you can't go and leave me now You know that I love you There's no one above you I said it the last time But this is the last time Don't make me over Cuz I can be faithful Baby you're my number one You're my number one Now who is she? What's her name? You don't need to know about everything We fight about this We fight about that You hang up the phone and call me right back Well I'll never be something I'm not Please don't throw away what we've got Cuz we've been together for way too long I was playing around but I'm coming home You know that I love you (know that I love you) There's no one above you (no one above you) I said it the last time (hey, hey) But this is the last time Don't make me over (don't leave me baby) Cuz I can be faithful (you know I try) Baby you're my number one (baby) You're my number one [Kanye's Rap] 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 don't got nothing to do with my penis He got a mind of his own and he just be seeing shit And I don't wanna cheat but I don't 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 (know that I love you) There's no one above you (above you) I said it the last time (said it the last time) But this is the last time (hey hey hey yeah) Don't make me over (don't leave me baby) Cuz I can be faithful (you know I try) Baby you're my number one (oh baby) You're my number one You're making it hard for me You're 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 won't cheat I promise I won't lie I promise I'll act right Say we over You can't tell me I can't have you I can't have that We aint over Hey, it aint over baby We aint over Oh you don't need to go it's not over We aint over Oh... We aint over Oh it's gonna be alright now don't go now |
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from Jay-Z - Excuse Me Miss [single] (2005)
Uhh, just point out the bounce
Uh-huh, show me the bounce, yeah Just point out the bounce, yeah Timbo the king, yeah Young Hov' the king, yeah Just point out the bounce.. Yes, just point out the bounce nigga Yo, listen [Jay-Z] Rumor has it "The Blueprint" classic Couldn't even be stopped by Bin Laden So September 11th marks the era forever of a revolutionary Jay Guevero Now it's a whole museum of, Hov' MCers Everybody dupin the flow, you see 'em Everybody loopin up soul It's like you tryin to make "The Blueprint 2" before Hov' Shout out to Just Bleezy and, Kan-yeezy See how we adjusted the game so easy Chicks barely dancin, glancin every chance they get Like - oh shit, he's so handsome Still in demand in the longest run standin Kidnap rap seven years, no ransom Can't one nigga get it back no rap Young Hov's goin to Canton, I'm now eligible [Chorus] Point out the bounce - and show you how to get this dough in large amounts 'til it's hard to count Point out the bounce - I turn a 8 to an ounce to a whole ki to the R.O.C. Point out the bounce - Timbo the king nigga Uhh, yeah, uhh Point out the bounce - jeah, Young Hov' the king nigga Uhh, I got y'all.. [Jay-Z] For those that think Hov' fingers bling bling'n Either haven't heard the album or they don't know english They only know what the single is, and singled that out to be the meaning of what he is about And bein I'm about my business, not minglin much runnin my mouth, that shit kept lingerin But no dummy, that's the shit I'm sprinklin The album width to keep the registers ringin In real life, I'm much more distinguished I'm like a bloke from London, England Jeah, you jinglin baby See I go right back and I bring 'em in baby Business mind of a Ross Perot, but never lost my soul Crossed the line, I bought pop across the row Then I walk through the hood, where they up to no good Slangin them O's like a real O.G. should Oh, he's good, no he would never sell out he's so young [Chorus] [Verse Three] Magazines call me a rock star, girls call me cock star Billboard, pop star, neighborhood block star Chi-Town go-gettin pimps, we mobsters Gingerbread Man even said, "You're a monster!" Yeah, that's how I feel To be down, you must appeal To the crew, we're rated R O.C., O.G., Bobby Johnson son Ask me, "Rey-Rey, is that yo' car?" I seen MTV, I know who you are You did "Takeover," do you got beef with Nas? I did take over the game, brought back the soul Got tracks to go, got plaques that's gold Platinum to go, yeah that's the flow All I, know, I gots the flow And I don't play cause I'm from Chicago [Chorus] Point out the bounce {*repeat 5X*} |
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from Kanye West - Diamonds From Sierra Leone [single] (2005)
Diamonds are forever
They won't leave in the night I've no fear that they might Desert me Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever) The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme. Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?...... Close your eyes and imagine, feel the magic Vegas on acid, Seen through Yves St. Laurent glasses And I've realized that I've arrived, cuz It take more than a magazine to kill my Vibrate does he write his own rhymes, so sort of I think 'em That mean I forgot better shit than you ever thought up Damn, is he really that caught up? I ask if you talkin' bout classics, do my name get brought up? I remember I couldn't afford a Ford Escort or even a four-track recorder so its only right that I let the top drop on a drop-top Porsche - its for yourself that's important If you're a stripper named Porscha and you get tips from many men Then your fat friend her nickname is Minivan Excuse me, That's just the Henny, man, I smoke, I drink, I'm supposed to stop I can't because Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever) The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme. Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?...... I was sick about awards Couldn't nobody cure me Only playa that got robbed but kept all his jewelry Alicia Keys tried to talk some sense to them 30 minutes later seems there's no convincing them What more could you ask for? The international asshole Who complains about what he is owed? And throw a tantrum like he is three years old You gotta love it though somebody still speaks from his soul And wouldn't change by the change, or the game, or the fame, When he came, in the game, he made his own lane Now all I need is y'all to pronounce my name Its Kanye - But some of my plaques - they still say Kane Got family in the D, Kin-folk from Motown Back in the Chi - them folks ain't from Motown Life movin' too fast I need to slow down Girl ain't give me no ass, ya need to go down Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) My father Ben said I need Jesus So he took me to church and let the water wash over my ceaser Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) The preacher said we need leaders Right then my body got still like a paraplegic You know who you can call you gotta best believe it The Roc stand tall and you would never believe it Take your diamonds and throw 'em up like you bulimic Yea the beat cold but the flow is anemic After debris settles and the dust get swept off Big K pick up where young Hov left off Right when magazines wrote Kanye West off I dropped my new shit, it sound like the best of A&R's lookin' like "Pssh we messed up" Grammy night, damn right, we got dressed up Bottle after bottle 'till we got messed up In the studio, where really though, yea he next up People askin' me if I'm gon' give my chain back That'll be the same day I give the game back You know the next question dog "Yo, where Dame at?" This track the Indian dance to bring our reign back "What's up with you and Jay, man, are y'all ok man?" They pray for the death of our dynasty like Amen R-r-r-right here stands a-man With the power to make a diamond with his bare hands... Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever) The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme. Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?...... Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever) |
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from Kanye West - Diamonds From Sierra Leone [single] (2005)
Diamonds are forever
They won't leave in the night I've no fear that they might Desert me Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever) The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme. Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?...... Close your eyes and imagine, feel the magic Vegas on acid, Seen through Yves St. Laurent glasses And I've realized that I've arrived, cuz It take more than a magazine to kill my Vibrate does he write his own rhymes, so sort of I think 'em That mean I forgot better shit than you ever thought up Damn, is he really that caught up? I ask if you talkin' bout classics, do my name get brought up? I remember I couldn't afford a Ford Escort or even a four-track recorder so its only right that I let the top drop on a drop-top Porsche - its for yourself that's important If you're a stripper named Porscha and you get tips from many men Then your fat friend her nickname is Minivan Excuse me, That's just the Henny, man, I smoke, I drink, I'm supposed to stop I can't because Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever) The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme. Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?...... I was sick about awards Couldn't nobody cure me Only playa that got robbed but kept all his jewelry Alicia Keys tried to talk some sense to them 30 minutes later seems there's no convincing them What more could you ask for? The international asshole Who complains about what he is owed? And throw a tantrum like he is three years old You gotta love it though somebody still speaks from his soul And wouldn't change by the change, or the game, or the fame, When he came, in the game, he made his own lane Now all I need is y'all to pronounce my name Its Kanye - But some of my plaques - they still say Kane Got family in the D, Kin-folk from Motown Back in the Chi - them folks ain't from Motown Life movin' too fast I need to slow down Girl ain't give me no ass, ya need to go down Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) My father Ben said I need Jesus So he took me to church and let the water wash over my ceaser Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) The preacher said we need leaders Right then my body got still like a paraplegic You know who you can call you gotta best believe it The Roc stand tall and you would never believe it Take your diamonds and throw 'em up like you bulimic Yea the beat cold but the flow is anemic After debris settles and the dust get swept off Big K pick up where young Hov left off Right when magazines wrote Kanye West off I dropped my new shit, it sound like the best of A&R's lookin' like "Pssh we messed up" Grammy night, damn right, we got dressed up Bottle after bottle 'till we got messed up In the studio, where really though, yea he next up People askin' me if I'm gon' give my chain back That'll be the same day I give the game back You know the next question dog "Yo, where Dame at?" This track the Indian dance to bring our reign back "What's up with you and Jay, man, are y'all ok man?" They pray for the death of our dynasty like Amen R-r-r-right here stands a-man With the power to make a diamond with his bare hands... Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever) The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme. Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?...... Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever) |
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from Kanye West - Diamonds From Sierra Leone [single] (2005)
Diamonds are forever
They won't leave in the night I've no fear that they might Desert me Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever) The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme. Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?...... Close your eyes and imagine, feel the magic Vegas on acid, Seen through Yves St. Laurent glasses And I've realized that I've arrived, cuz It take more than a magazine to kill my Vibrate does he write his own rhymes, so sort of I think 'em That mean I forgot better shit than you ever thought up Damn, is he really that caught up? I ask if you talkin' bout classics, do my name get brought up? I remember I couldn't afford a Ford Escort or even a four-track recorder so its only right that I let the top drop on a drop-top Porsche - its for yourself that's important If you're a stripper named Porscha and you get tips from many men Then your fat friend her nickname is Minivan Excuse me, That's just the Henny, man, I smoke, I drink, I'm supposed to stop I can't because Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever) The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme. Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?...... I was sick about awards Couldn't nobody cure me Only playa that got robbed but kept all his jewelry Alicia Keys tried to talk some sense to them 30 minutes later seems there's no convincing them What more could you ask for? The international asshole Who complains about what he is owed? And throw a tantrum like he is three years old You gotta love it though somebody still speaks from his soul And wouldn't change by the change, or the game, or the fame, When he came, in the game, he made his own lane Now all I need is y'all to pronounce my name Its Kanye - But some of my plaques - they still say Kane Got family in the D, Kin-folk from Motown Back in the Chi - them folks ain't from Motown Life movin' too fast I need to slow down Girl ain't give me no ass, ya need to go down Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) My father Ben said I need Jesus So he took me to church and let the water wash over my ceaser Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) The preacher said we need leaders Right then my body got still like a paraplegic You know who you can call you gotta best believe it The Roc stand tall and you would never believe it Take your diamonds and throw 'em up like you bulimic Yea the beat cold but the flow is anemic After debris settles and the dust get swept off Big K pick up where young Hov left off Right when magazines wrote Kanye West off I dropped my new shit, it sound like the best of A&R's lookin' like "Pssh we messed up" Grammy night, damn right, we got dressed up Bottle after bottle 'till we got messed up In the studio, where really though, yea he next up People askin' me if I'm gon' give my chain back That'll be the same day I give the game back You know the next question dog "Yo, where Dame at?" This track the Indian dance to bring our reign back "What's up with you and Jay, man, are y'all ok man?" They pray for the death of our dynasty like Amen R-r-r-right here stands a-man With the power to make a diamond with his bare hands... Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever) The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme. Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?...... Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever) |
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from Kanye West - Diamonds From Sierra Leone [single] (2005)
Ready!, Huh.
Yeah! um Jesus, Jesus talk to me Jesus, Jesus talk with me Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Come on! (Jesus Walks) God show me the way now the devil can't break me down (Jesus walk with me) [Kanye] Between the girls and the jewelry The devil trying to lure me And view of me (Jesus walks with me) My pastor shaking his head he ain't sure of me But surely (Jesus walks with me) Then he ask do you say your prayers at least 2 a week? I ain't talking to God I know what I're been doing G. Do you know how I be embarrassed? my prayers sound like Ben Stiller on Meet the Parents and I ain't good with that live us our day? this ladies just trying to give us our free I'm trying to give us, us pay, now you know how them strippers was, We was all ghetto-fabulous all at the rooms at the Cyberus, from this Jacuzzi wild can you cleanse us? Can you please unfog my Cardierre lenses? God sends signs sometimes only in glimpses for me I almost died falling asleep in them Benzes Theirs 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 he ain't when I said (Jesus Walks) God show me the way now the devil can't break me down (Jesus Walks) The only thing I pray is that my feet don't fail me now (Jesus Walks) And Now I think there're something I can say now that will right my wrongs (Jesus Walks) I finally talked to God and I ain't afraid cause his love is so strong [Ma$e] Before you take me 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, and this you walk in my shoes You weren there when I was in deep thought. When I had two choice, kill him or either leave New York But I a truth teller and that why I say what I'm sayin And the only thing the radio playin is cause you be payin It ain about who really hot no more Beats would knock no more so who cares who flock no more I realize that most labels pay you for lies And all that blood do is gain disguise That you're favorite artist shhhh I know you hear that huh you wanna fear that what Your worst dream is that you was gonna hear that Con the rap this like John the Baptist prepare the way for what I came to say today They deceived us, had us thinking Jesus really didn't need us When he loved up all you He loved them boys in hallway up in Broadway even those who meet him for dope every 4 days To the strippers in broad day up in Norway To the Detroit player Gators in Moreys With me its not just bars and music I walk with God I have the scares to prove it,ugh (Jesus Walks) God show me the way now the devil can't break me down (Jesus Walks) The only thing that I pray is that my feet don't fail me now (Jesus Walks) Everybody out there just lift your hands right now and say this with me: ather I thank you, for forgiving me, for everything I ever done, for Jesus walking with me, for dying for me, raising for me, and all my sins have been forgiven, I'm a changed man, I healed I delivered,I rich and It all because of him?br> Now Walk with me, Walk with me, Walk Walk Walk with me Walk with me |
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from Kanye West - Diamonds From Sierra Leone [single] (2005)
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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from Kanye West - Late Registration (2005)
You make me smile with my heart Why everything that's supposed to bad make me feel so good Everything they told me not to is exactly what I would Man I tried to stop man I tried the best I could But You make me smile What's your addiction Is it money Is it girls Is it weed I've been afflicted by not one not two but all three She's got the same thing about me but more about us She's coming over so I guess that means I'm on drugs Just let me peek now I mean damn I'm so curious She's got a lover so the lies and the lust is a rush Time's of the essence I need you to be spontaneous Roll up the doge henny and c c c cola then I'm co coming over Cuz its ne never over Why everything that's supposed to bad make me feel so good Everything they told me not to is exactly what I would Man I tried to stop man I tried the best I could But You make me smile I see the emotion in your eyes that you try not to show We get the closest when you high or you drunk or you blow So I pour the potion so we could both get high as we could go Then I'll get the lotion and do something to me when your thighs is exposed no turning back now I mean I don't mean to impose Not now but right now I need you to undress and then pose I'm into that now catch a vibe when the doors get closed Roll up the doge henny and c c c cola and I keep co coming over Cuz it's ne never over Why everything that's supposed to bad make me feel so good Everything they told me not to is exactly what I would Man I tried to stop man I tried the best I could But You make me smile You make me smile You make me smile with my heart Why everything that's supposed to bad make me feel so good Everything they told me not to is exactly what I would Man I tried to stop man I tried the best I could But You make me smile I just wanted to ask you Just wanted to um Let how would I put this uhh Let's say all your friends Remember the one You said if you ever she would be the one Ok Ok Ok I was thinking hypothetically I mean don't take this seriously Don't take me I mean just Uhh not credibly I'm feeling incredibly I mean let's see ah Just maybe I mean you are in me I mean you are in me Maybe Baby Baby Baby Baby You know I was just kidding Unless you gon' do it You make me smile |
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from Kanye West - Late Registration (2005)
I always knew that one day They'd try to bring me down me down me down one day they tried to bring me down ALways knew that one day they'd try to bring me down way down they'd try to bring me down We gon' to mass today we have to pray Besides what the pastor say I have to say Since Pac passed away Most you rappers don't even deserve a track from me You see if you evern wanted to ever be anything There'd always be somebody that shoot down any dream There'll always be haters that's the way it is Hater niggaz marry hater bitches and have hater kids But they gon' have to take my life 'fore they take my drive 'Cause when I was barely livin that's what kept me alive Just the thought that maybe it could be better than what we at at this time Make it out of this grind 'fore I'm out of my mind And get some lee way on the he say she say You girl don't like me how long has she been gay Spanish girls say No able ingle And everybody want to run to me for their SINGLE It's funny how these wack niggaz need my help Wasn't around when I couldn't feed myself Dog If I was you I wouldn't feel myself Dog If I was you I'd kill myself Made a mill myself and I'm still myself And I'ma look in the mirror if I need some help Ask me from the heart y'all all frontin Everybody feel a way about K but at least y'all feel somethin Why you come here I bet it only it was get it up one some get to get ya What kind of dream we found see I'm often at your cross way forgetting it that heaven let ya They tried to bring me down I always knew that one day They'd try to bring me down me down me down ALways knew that one day they'd try to bring me down way down always knew that one day They'd try to bring me down way down they tried to bring me down down down down down down down down down down |
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from Kanye West - Late Registration (2005)
Yeah you know what this is It's a celebration bitches Grab a drink grab a glass After that I grab yo ass Why you actin' all Shy and all Why is y'all Lyin' for I never did this before Stop that What you want some petron I got that I mean I promise y'all You fine and all And your girlfriend she kind a raw But she not like you No she not like you Right now I need you to mute all the monologue All that talkin' is gone give me a tylenol You put a nigga to sleep I'm tired of ya'll Right now the Louis Vuitton done is signing off But I just thought you should know We hit the liquor store Got some Cris and some Mo And we about to let it flow oh oh oh oh oh Had some problems before but see we let 'em go Got an ounce of that drow And we about to let it blow oh oh oh oh oh Yeah you know what this is It's a celebration bitches Grab a drink grab a glass After that I grab yo ass See you know my style I'm very wild And I vow that my child will be well endowed Like his daddy And tell him that your mama had a fattie He looked up at me said daddy that's the reason why you had me yep We was praticing Til one day your ass bust through the packaging You know what though You my favorite accident So go head pop some Cristal For my newborn child cause now y'all Know what this is It's a celebration bitches Grab a drink grab a glass After that I grab yo ass but I just thought you should know We hit the liquor store Got some cris and some mo And we about to let it flow oh oh oh oh oh Had some problems before but see we let em go Got an ounce of that drow And we about to let it blow oh oh oh oh oh Ho Ho We lookin' for some ho Ho |
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from Kanye West - Late Registration (2005)
That's that crack music nigga That real black music nigga That's that crack music nigga That real black music nigga How we stop the black panthers Ronald Reagan cooked up an answer You hear that What Gil Scott was hearin When our heroes and heroines got hooked on heroin Crack raised the murder rate in DC and Maryland We invested in that it's like we got Merril Lynch And we been hangin from the same tree ever since Sometimes I feel the music is the only medicine So we cook it cut it measure it bag it sell it The fiends cop it Nowadays they cant tell if that's that good shit We ain't sure man Put the CD on your toungue yeah thats pure man That's that crack music nigga That real black music nigga That's that crack music nigga That real black music nigga From the place where the fathers gone The mothers is hardly home And the Gonna lock us up in a home How the Mexicans say we just tryin to party homes They wanna pack us all in a box like styrofoam Who gave Saddam anthrax George Bush got the answers Back in the hood it's a different type of chemical Am and Hammer baking soda Raised they own quota Writin when our soldiers ran for the stove cuz Cuz dreams of being Hova went from bein a brokeman ta bein a dopeman Ta bein a president look theres hope man This that inspiration for the mos and tha folks man Shorty come and see if mama straight overdosin And this is the soundtrack This tha type of music you make when you round that Crack music nigga That real black music nigga That's that crack music nigga That real black music nigga God how could you let this happen happen happen happen happen happen That's that crack music crack music That real black music black music That's that crack music nigga That real black music nigga That's that crack music crack music that real black music black music Our father give us this day our daily bread there give us these days and take our daily bread See I done did all this ole bullshit And to attone I throw a some some on the pulpit We took that shit measured it and then cooked that shit And what we gave back was crack music And now we ooze it through they nooks and crannies So our mammas aint got to be they cooks and nannies And we gonna repo everything they ever took from grammy Now the former slaves trade hooks for grammies This dark dixon has become America's addiction those who ain't even black use it we gonna keep back in up this here crack music |
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from Kanye West - Late Registration (2005)
Diamonds are forever" "They won't leave in the night, have no fear that they might" "Diamonds are forever, forever, forever" Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe "Diamonds are forever, forever, forever" The Roc is still alive everytime I rhyme "Forever..." Forever eva, forever eva, eva eva, eva eva, eva eva, eva eva, eva eva Close your eyes and imagine, feel the magic Vegas on acid, seen through East St. Laurent glasses And I realise that I've arrived 'Cause it take more than a magazine to kill my vibe, does He write his own rhymes, sort of, I think 'em That mean I forgat better shit than you ever thought of Damn, is he really that caught up I ask, if you talk about clasics do my name get brought up? I remember I couldn't afford a Ford Escort Or even a four-track recorder So its only right that I let the top drop on a drop top Porche It's spoilin' yourself thats important If you striper name Porcha and you get tips from many men Then your fat friend, her nickname is mini-van Excuse me, that's just the Henni, man I smoke, I drink, I'm supposed to stop, I can't, because "Diamonds are forever, forever, forever" Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe "Diamonds are forever, forever, forever" The Roc is still alive everytime I rhyme "Forever..." Forever eva, forever eva, eva eva, eva eva, eva eva, eva eva, eva eva I was sick about awards, couldn't nobody cure me Only player that got robbed and kept all his jewlery Alicia Keys tried talk some sense in him Thrity minutes later saw his note convincin' him What mo' could you ask fo' The international asshole Who complained about what he is owed And throw a tantrem like he is three years old You gotta love it though Somebody still speak from his soul And wouldn't change by the change or the game or the fame When he came in the game he made his own lane Now all I need is ya'll to pronounce my name Is Kanye but some of my plaques still say Kayne Got family in the ?D-King?, folks from Mo Town Back in Chi, them folks ain't from ?Mo Town? Life movin' too fast, I need to slow down Girl ain't give me no ass, she need to go down My father Ben said I need Jesus, so he took me to church And let the water let the water run over my ?sleezer? The preacher said we need leaders Right then my body got steel, like a paraplegic You know who you call, you got a message to leave it The Roc stand tall, and you would never believe it Take your diamonds and throw 'em up like you bulimic Ya, the beat cold but the flow is anemic After debris settles and the dust gets swept off Big K kick it where young Hov left off Right when magazines wrote Kanye West off I drop my new shit, it sound like the best of A&Rs lookin like phhttt we messed up Grammy night, damn right, we got dressed up Bottle after bottle 'till we got messed up In the studio, we really though, ya he next up People askin' me is I gon'give my chain back That'll be the same day I give the game back You know the next question all yo, where Dame at? He's tracked the Indian dance to bring our rain back What's up with you and Jay, man? Are ya'll okay, man? They pray for the death of our dynasty like Amen R-r-r-r-right here stand a man With the power to make a diamond with his bare hands "Diamonds are forever, forever, forever" Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe "Diamonds are forever, forever, forever" The Roc is still alive everytime I rhyme "Forever..." Forever eva, forever eva, eva eva, eva eva, eva eva, eva eva, eva eva "Diamonds are forever, forever, forever" "Diamonds are forever, forever, forever" "Forever..." |
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from Kanye West - Late Registration (2005)
Diamonds are forever They're all I need to please me They can't stimulate or tease me They won't leave in the night Have no fear that they might Desert me Diamonds are forever Throw ya diamonds in the sky If you feel the vibe Diamonds are forever The ROC is still alive Forever ever For ever ever ever ever ever ever Ever ever ever ever ever ever Good Morning this ain't Vietnam still People lose hands legs arms for real Little was known of Sierra Leone And how it connect to the diamonds we own When I speak of Diamonds in this song I ain't talkin bout the ones that be glown Im talkin bout Rocafella my home my chain These aint conflict diamonds is they Jacob don't lie to me mayne See a part of me sayin' keep shinin' How when I know of the blood diamonds Though it's thousands of miles away Sierra Leone connect to what we go through today Over here its a drug trade we die from drugs Over there they die from what we buy from drugs The diamonds the chains the bracelets the charmses I thought my Jesus Piece was so harmless 'til I seen a picture of a shorty armless And here's the conflict Its in a black person's soul to rock that gold Spend ya whole life tryna get that ice On a polar rugby it look so nice How could somethin' so wrong make me feel so right right fore I beat myself up like Ike You could still throw ya Rocafella diamond tonight 'cause Diamonds are forever Throw ya diamonds in the sky If you feel the vibe Diamonds are forever The ROC is still alive Everytime I rhyme Forever ever For ever ever ever ever ever ever Ever ever ever ever ever ever People askin' me I'm gon' give my chain back That'll be the same day I give the game back You no the next question dog 'yo where Dame at This track the Indian dance to bring our reign back 'wassup wit you a Jay man are ya'll okay man Yep I got it from her 'ye damn The chain remians the gang is in tact The name is mine I'll take blame for that The pressure's on but guess who ain't gon' crack Pardon me I had to laugh at that How could you falter when you're the rock of gibralter I had to get of the boat so I could walk on water This ain't no tour order this is nothin to me Difficult takes a day impossible takes a week I do this in my sleep I sold Kilos of coke I'm guessin' I can sell CD's I'm not a buisness man I'm a buisness man Let me hand my buisness damy Kanyeez you got me Freeway and Foxy YG' Teairra Mari Petey watch me Bleek could be one hit away his whole career As long as I'm alive he's a millionaire And even if I die he's in my will somewhere So he can just kick back and chill somewhere yeah He don't even have to write rhymes Dynasty like my money last three lifetimes Shirley Bassey was in the rear sayin exactly What I was sayin practically me whole carreer The diamond is forever I been mindin' this forever Now the Louis Vuitton Don's timin' couldn't be better People lined up to see the Titanic sinkin' Instead we rose from the ash like a phoenix If you waitin' for the end the dynasty signed And what seemed like forever is a mighty long time I'm young bitches Goodnight |
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from Kanye West - Late Registration (2005)
Diamonds are forever
They won't leave in the night I've no fear that they might Desert me Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever) The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme. Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?...... Close your eyes and imagine, feel the magic Vegas on acid, Seen through Yves St. Laurent glasses And I've realized that I've arrived, cuz It take more than a magazine to kill my Vibrate does he write his own rhymes, so sort of I think 'em That mean I forgot better shit than you ever thought up Damn, is he really that caught up? I ask if you talkin' bout classics, do my name get brought up? I remember I couldn't afford a Ford Escort or even a four-track recorder so its only right that I let the top drop on a drop-top Porsche - its for yourself that's important If you're a stripper named Porscha and you get tips from many men Then your fat friend her nickname is Minivan Excuse me, That's just the Henny, man, I smoke, I drink, I'm supposed to stop I can't because Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever) The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme. Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?...... I was sick about awards Couldn't nobody cure me Only playa that got robbed but kept all his jewelry Alicia Keys tried to talk some sense to them 30 minutes later seems there's no convincing them What more could you ask for? The international asshole Who complains about what he is owed? And throw a tantrum like he is three years old You gotta love it though somebody still speaks from his soul And wouldn't change by the change, or the game, or the fame, When he came, in the game, he made his own lane Now all I need is y'all to pronounce my name Its Kanye - But some of my plaques - they still say Kane Got family in the D, Kin-folk from Motown Back in the Chi - them folks ain't from Motown Life movin' too fast I need to slow down Girl ain't give me no ass, ya need to go down Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) My father Ben said I need Jesus So he took me to church and let the water wash over my ceaser Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) The preacher said we need leaders Right then my body got still like a paraplegic You know who you can call you gotta best believe it The Roc stand tall and you would never believe it Take your diamonds and throw 'em up like you bulimic Yea the beat cold but the flow is anemic After debris settles and the dust get swept off Big K pick up where young Hov left off Right when magazines wrote Kanye West off I dropped my new shit, it sound like the best of A&R's lookin' like "Pssh we messed up" Grammy night, damn right, we got dressed up Bottle after bottle 'till we got messed up In the studio, where really though, yea he next up People askin' me if I'm gon' give my chain back That'll be the same day I give the game back You know the next question dog "Yo, where Dame at?" This track the Indian dance to bring our reign back "What's up with you and Jay, man, are y'all ok man?" They pray for the death of our dynasty like Amen R-r-r-right here stands a-man With the power to make a diamond with his bare hands... Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever) The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme. Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?...... Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever) |
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from Kanye West - Late Registration (2005)
Diamonds are forever
They won't leave in the night I've no fear that they might Desert me Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever) The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme. Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?...... Close your eyes and imagine, feel the magic Vegas on acid, Seen through Yves St. Laurent glasses And I've realized that I've arrived, cuz It take more than a magazine to kill my Vibrate does he write his own rhymes, so sort of I think 'em That mean I forgot better shit than you ever thought up Damn, is he really that caught up? I ask if you talkin' bout classics, do my name get brought up? I remember I couldn't afford a Ford Escort or even a four-track recorder so its only right that I let the top drop on a drop-top Porsche - its for yourself that's important If you're a stripper named Porscha and you get tips from many men Then your fat friend her nickname is Minivan Excuse me, That's just the Henny, man, I smoke, I drink, I'm supposed to stop I can't because Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever) The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme. Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?...... I was sick about awards Couldn't nobody cure me Only playa that got robbed but kept all his jewelry Alicia Keys tried to talk some sense to them 30 minutes later seems there's no convincing them What more could you ask for? The international asshole Who complains about what he is owed? And throw a tantrum like he is three years old You gotta love it though somebody still speaks from his soul And wouldn't change by the change, or the game, or the fame, When he came, in the game, he made his own lane Now all I need is y'all to pronounce my name Its Kanye - But some of my plaques - they still say Kane Got family in the D, Kin-folk from Motown Back in the Chi - them folks ain't from Motown Life movin' too fast I need to slow down Girl ain't give me no ass, ya need to go down Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) My father Ben said I need Jesus So he took me to church and let the water wash over my ceaser Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) The preacher said we need leaders Right then my body got still like a paraplegic You know who you can call you gotta best believe it The Roc stand tall and you would never believe it Take your diamonds and throw 'em up like you bulimic Yea the beat cold but the flow is anemic After debris settles and the dust get swept off Big K pick up where young Hov left off Right when magazines wrote Kanye West off I dropped my new shit, it sound like the best of A&R's lookin' like "Pssh we messed up" Grammy night, damn right, we got dressed up Bottle after bottle 'till we got messed up In the studio, where really though, yea he next up People askin' me if I'm gon' give my chain back That'll be the same day I give the game back You know the next question dog "Yo, where Dame at?" This track the Indian dance to bring our reign back "What's up with you and Jay, man, are y'all ok man?" They pray for the death of our dynasty like Amen R-r-r-right here stands a-man With the power to make a diamond with his bare hands... Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever) The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme. Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?...... Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever) |
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from Kanye West - Late Registration (2005)
Drive slow homey Drive slow homey Ya never know homey might meet some hoes homey Ya need to pump your brakes and drive slow homey My homey Mali used to stay 29th and May One of my best friends from back in the day Down the street form Calumet a school full of stones He nicknamed me K Rock so they'd leave me alone Bulls jacket with his hat broke way off Walk around the mall with his radio face off Plus he had the spinner from his Dayton's in his hand Keys in his hand reason again to let you know he's the man Back when we rocked Alesis he had dreams of Caprice's Drove by the teachers even more by police's How he get that cash today his father passed away Left him with a little somthin 16 he was stuntin Al B Sure nigga with the hair all wavy Hit lakeshore girls go all crazy Hit the freeway go at least bout 80 Boned so much that summer even had him a baby See back back then then if you had a car You were the Chi town version of Baby And I was just 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 amost signed when the shit got cracked We'll take a Saturday and just circle the mall They had the Lincoln's and Aurora's we were hurting them all And there was a lot of flirting involved But dawg fuck all that flirting I'm trying get in some draws So put me on with these hoes homey's He said don't rush to get grown drive slow homey Drive slow homie Drive slow Ya never know homey about these hoes homey Ya need to pump your breaks and drive slow homey What It do I'm posted up in the parking lot my trunk wavin' The candy gloss is immaculate and simply amazing Them elbows poking wide on that Candy lac Trunnk open screens on neons lit with pit relax I'm on a mission for dime piece's and sexy ladies Allow me to introduce you to my CL Mercedes It's a star studded event when I valet park Open up my mouth and sunlight illuminates the dark You see them 4's crawlin you see them screens fallin The disco ball in my mouth insinuates I'm ballin I'm leanin on a switch sittin crooked in my slab But I could still catch boopas if I drove a cab A young Houston hard hitter all about the scrilla Riding some candy coated crawlin like a caterlippar I'm tippin on those 4's I'm jamming off this screw I'm lookin for them hoes baby what it do Drive slow homey Turn your hazard lights on when you see them hoes Drive slow homey If you ridin around the city with nowhere to go Drive slow homey Live today cuz tomorrow you never know Ya never know homey might meet some hoes homey Ya need to pump your brakes and drive slow homey My cars like the movies my cars like the crib I got more TV's in here then where I live make no sense but baby I'm the shit And everything I flip you know is something I got the custom grill I got the Brabus rims I got the baller genetics baby that's evident You see a player flicking and you ain't convinced That you should and kiss it just a little bit I wear my custom kicks I got my Jesus chain My canaries is gleaming though my angle wings They see me hoes acting like they seen a king With that mean lean smoking on the finest Cali green My wood grain oak I'm riding on vogues My cylinder quiet like tip toes I sold O's and this I know When you see them hoes little homey drive slow Drive slow homey Drive slow homey Ya never know homey might meet some hoes homey Ya need to pump your brakes and drive slow homey Drive slow homey |
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from Kanye West - Late Registration (2005)
Jamie Foxx
She take my money - well, I'm in need Yea she's a triflin' friend indeed Oh, she's a gold digger - way over town That digs on me (She gives me money) Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger (When I'm in need) But she ain't messin' wit' no broke niggas (She gives me money) Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger (When I'm in need) But she ain't messin' wit' no broke niggas (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head. Cutie the bomb, met her at a beauty salon With a baby Louis Vuitton under her underarm She said, I can tell you rock, I can tell by your charm Far as girls you got a flock, I can tell by your charm And your arm, but I'm lookin' for the one. Have you seen her? My psychic told me she'll have an ass like Serena Trina, Jeena-fah Lopez, four kids An' I gotta take all they bad ass to show-biz Okay, get your kids, but then they got their friends I pulled up in the Benz, they all got up in We all went to din and then I had to pay If you fuckin' with this girl then you better be paid You know why? It take too much to touch her From what I heard she got a baby by Busta My best friend said she used to fuck with Usher I don't care what none of y'all say, I still love her (She gives me money) Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger - uh (When I'm in need) But she ain't messin' wit' no broke niggas - uh (She gives me money) Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger - uh (When I'm in need) But she ain't messin' wit' no broke niggas - uh (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head 18 years...18 years... She got one of yo kids, got you for 18 years I know somebody 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 Superbowl and drive off in a Hyundai She was s'pose 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 Should've got that insured, GEICO for your money (money...money) If you ain't no punk Holla "We want prenup" (We want prenup!) Yeah! It's something that you need to have 'Cause when she leave your ass she gon' leave with half 18 years...18 years... And on her 18th birthday, he found out it wasn't his (She gives me money) Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger - uh (When I'm in need) But she ain't messin' wit' no broke niggas - uh (She gives me money) Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger - uh (When I'm in need) But she ain't messin' wit' no broke niggas - uh (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down - uh (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down - uh (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head Now I ain't sayin' you a gold digger, you got needs You don't want a dude to smoke but he can't buy weed You got out to eat and he can't pay, ya'll can't leave There's dishes in the back, he gotta roll up his sleeves But while ya'll washin', watch him He gon' make it into a Benz out of that Datsun He got that ambition, baby, look at his eyes This week he moppin' floors, next week it's the fries So, stick by his side I know this dude's ballin', but yeah that's nice And they gon' keep callin' and tryin', but you stay right, girl And when you get on, he leave yo' ass for a white girl. (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head Let me hear that back.... |
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from Kanye West - Late Registration (2005)
But it's too late, it's too late He, gone You sweat her, and I ain't talkin 'bout a Coogi You a big L, and I ain't talkin 'bout Cool J See me at the airport, at least 20 Louis Treat me like the Prince and this my sweet brother Numpsay BROTHER NUMPSAY! Groupies sound too choosy Take 'em to the show and talk all through the movies Says she want diamonds, I took her to Ruby Tuesdays If we up in Friday's, I still have it my way Too late, we, gone - we strivin home Gone - we ride on chrome It's too late Y'all don't want no prob from me What you rappers could get is a job from me Maybe you could be my intern, and in turn I'll show you how I cook up summer, in the win-turr Aaron love the raw dog, when will he learn Caught somethin on the Usher tour he had to "Let it Burn" Plus he already got three chil'run Arguin over babysitters like, "Bitch - it's yo' turn!" Damn 'Ye, it'd be stupid to ditch you Even your superficial raps is super official R-R-R-Roc pastel with Gucci on With TV's in the ride, throw a movie on Said he couldn't rap now he at the top with doobie long Cause the dookie's on any song that they threw me on, gone We strivin home, gone I ride on chrome... We strivin home, gone Killa, I ride on chrome Knock knock, who's there? Killa Cam, Killa who? Killa Cam, hustler, grinder, gorilla true Oh my chinchilla blue, blue you ever dealt with a dealer Well here's the deal ma we goin to the No concealin, no ceiling I don't need a roof Act up, get out, I don't need you poof Poof, be gone, damn tough luck dag Dag, niggaz still doin puff puff pass Pull the truck up fast and I tell 'em Hey, back in a touched up Jag, shit Y'all niggaz want Killa Cam, cerebellum An old man just gon' tell 'em (too late, he, gone) Then I see how y'all gonna react when I'm (gone) My last girl want me back then I'm on Fine stay, you got the grind hey Came back, read what the sign say (too late, he, gone) Yes I know you wanna see my demise Yeah you church boy actin like a thief in disguise Ain't leavin my side, see the greed in my eyes Ask Abby y'all hustle for a week to the Chi, shit And that ain't leavin alive, please believe me Gave Weezy a piece of the pie, and You can ask George or Regina The whole Westside I explore with the Beemer now We strivin home, I ride on chrome Listen homeboy move on That's your best bet, why's that? Cause Uhh, uhh, yo, yo I been pourin out some liquor for the fact that my pal's gone And tryin to help his momma with the fact that her child gone And since we used to bubble like a tub full of Calgon Guess it's only right that I should help her from now on But since they got a foul on, what coulda gone wrong Now they askin Cons, how long has this gone on And maybe all this money mighta gone to my head Cause they got me thinkin money mighta gone to the feds So I ain't goin to the dread, but he'll go on up to bed And when I came the next mornin he was gone with my bread And with that bein said, I had gone on my instincts And gone to the spots where they go to get mixed drinks But lookin back now shoulda gone to the crib And rented "Gone With the Wind," cause I'da gone about 10 But I had gone with my friend, and we had gone to the bar And heard a nigga talkin shit so I had gone to the car And now the judge is tellin me that I had gone too far And now we gone for 20 years, doin time behind bars And since I gone to a cell for some cruddy crimes I guess I gone to the well one too many times, cause I'm gone Uh-uh-uh Uh-uh-uh uh uh onnn, uh uh-uh onnn Uh-uh onnn, uh uh-uh I'mmmm Ah-head of my time, sometimes years out So the powers that be won't let me get my ideas out And that make me wanna get my advance out And move to Oklahoma and just live at my Aunt's house Yeah, I romance the thought of leavin it all behind Kanye step away from the lime- -light, like, when I was on the grind In the "One, Nine, Nine, Nine" Before, model chicks was bendin over or Dealerships asked me Benz or Rover, man If I could just get one beat on Hova We could get up off this cheap-ass sofa What the summer of the Chi got to offer an 18-year-old Sell drugs or get a job, you gotta play gyro My dawg worked at Taco Bell, hooked us up plural-fied A week later the manager count the churros Sometimes I can't believe it when I look up in the mirrow How we out in Europe, spendin Euros They claim you never know what you got 'til it's GONE I know I got it, I don't know what y'all on I'ma open up a store for aspiring MC's Won't sell 'em no dream, but the inspiration is free But if they ever flip sides like Anakin You'll sell everything includin the mannequin They got a new bitch now you Jennifer Aniston Hold on I'll handle it, don't start panickin, stay calm Shorty's at the door cause they need more Inspiration for they life, they souls, and they songs They said sorry Mr. West is gone! |
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from Kanye West - Late Registration (2005)
Wake up, Mr. West!
Kanye West Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah. And I heard 'em say Nothin's ever promised tomorrow, today From the Chi, Like Tim, it's a Hardaway Till this is in the name of love, like Robert say Before you ask me to go get a job today, Can I at least get a raise on the minimum wage? And I know the government administer aids, So I guess we just pray like the minister say Abu Akhbar be throwin' some hot cause Things we seein' on the screen not ours But these niggas from the hood, so these dreams not far Where I'm from the dope boys is the rock stars But they can't cop cars without seein' cop cars I guess they want us all behind bars, I know it, uh. And I heard 'em say, nothin's ever promised tomorrow, today And I heard 'em say, nothin's ever promised tomorrow, today But we'll find a way. Adam Levine And nothin's ever promised tomorrow today And nothin' lasts forever, but be honest baby It hurts, but it may be the only way. Kanye West They say people in your life for seasons And anything that happen is for a reason And niggas gun-clappin' and keep to squeezin' And gran' keep prayin' and keep believin' In Jesus, and one day that she'll see him. It's alive, I feel him breathin' Claimin' money is the key, so keep on dreamin' And put them lottery tickets just to tease us My Aunt Pam can't put them cigarettes down, So now my little cousin smokin' them cigarettes now His job try to claim that he too niggerish now Is it cause his skin blacker than licorice now? I can't figure it out, sick of it now. And I heard 'em say, nothin's ever promised tomorrow, today And I heard 'em say, nothin's ever promised tomorrow today But we'll find a way. Adam Levine And nothin's ever promised tomorrow today And nothin' lasts forever, but be honest baby It hurts, but it may be the only way. With every worthless word we get more far away And nothin's ever promised tomorrow today And nothin' lasts forever, but be honest, baby It hurts, but it may be the only way. |
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from Kanye West - Late Registration (2005)
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 La La La La La La Hey Mama Ah Awoo I wanna scream so loud for you Cause I'm so proud of you when I let me tell you what I'm about to do Hey Mama I know I act a fool but I promise you I'm going back to school I appreciate that you alive for me in a I just want you to be proud of me I want to tell the whole world about a friend of mine This little light of mine I'm feeling let it shine I'm feeling take y'all back to them better times I'm feeling talk about my momma if y'all don't mind I was three years old when you and I move to the Chi Late December harsh winter gave me a cold You fix me up something that was good for my soul Famous home chicken soup can I have another bowl You work late nights just to keep on the lights Mommy got me training wheels so I can keep on my bike And you would give me anything in this world Michael Jackson leather and the glove but didn't give me a curl And you never put no man over me and I love you for that mommy can't you see Seven years old caught you with tears in your eyes Cause a nigga cheat and telling you lies then I started to cry As we knelt on the kitchen floor I said mommy I'm a love you till yo hurt no more And when I'm older You ain't got to work no more And I'm a get you that mansion that we couldn't afford see your unbreakable unmistakable highly capable lady that's making loot A living legend too just look at what heaven do send us an angel and I thank you Hey Mama Ah Awoo I wanna scream so loud for you Cause I'm so proud of you when I let me tell you what I'm about to do Hey Mama I know I act a fool but I promise you I'm going back to school I appreciate that you alive for me in a I just want you to be proud of me Forest Gump momma said life was like a box of chocolates My momma told me go to school get your doctorate Something to fall back on You can profit with But still supported me when I did the opposite Now I feel like there's things I gotta get things I gotta do Just to prove to you You was getting through Can the choir please gimme a verse of you eyes so beautiful to me Can't you see You're like a book of poetry Maya Angelou Nikki Giovanni Turn one page and there's my mommy Come on mommy just dance with me let the whole world see you dance with thee Now when I say hey Y'all say mama Now everybody answer me Hey Mama Ah Awoo I wanna scream so loud for you Cause I'm so proud of you when I let me tell you what I'm about to do Hey Mama I know I act a fool but I promise you I'm going back to school I appreciate that you alive for me in a I just want you to be proud of me Hey Mama I guess it all depends though if my ends low Second they get up You gone get that Benzo tint the windows Ride around the city and let your friends know Hey Mama Tell your job you gotta fake em out Since you brought me in this world let me take you out To a restaurant up a echelon I'm a get you a Jag whatever else you want Just tell me what kind of S Type Donda West like Tell me the perfect color so I make it just right It don't gotta be Mother's Day or your birthday for me to just call and say Hey Mama Ah Awoo I wanna scream so loud for you Cause I'm so proud of you when I let me tell you what I'm about to do Hey Mama You know I love you so I'm gonna let you go Love this song just so you know no matter where you go Another she hey Mama La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La Hey La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La Hey La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La Hey La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La Hey La La Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama Mama |
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from Kanye West - Late Registration (2005)
I'll be late for that baby I'll wait for that If you had a taste of that you'd probably pay for that I'm comin in when I feel like To turn this muh' fucker up only if it feels right I'll be late for that I can't wait for that I think I was made for that So I'm comin in when I feel like To turn this muh'fucker up only if it feels right Stop all your blood claat cryin I was flyin Made it to school with barely 'nuff time to sign in Yeah I hear the alarm yeah I hear you mom Yeah yeah I don't wan' be broke when I'm 31 They said the best classes go to the fastest Sorry Mr West there's no good classes and that's what yo' ass get Not even electives Not even prerequits You mean I missed my major by a couple of seconds Now I'm in the shop class or the basket weavin With all the rest of the muh'fuckers underachievin Man this is a insult I went to junior high with all of them and they been slow If I can catch the beat then slow down the tempo Just notice at the end if I'm too late for the intro Will I make it from the student loans to a Benz o Like old folks pissin I guess it all Depends oh oh Stop you're cryin baby I'll be late for that baby I'll wait for that If you had a taste of that you'd probably pay for that I'm comin in when I feel like To turn this muh' fucker up only if it feels right I'll be late for that I can't wait for that I think I was made for that So I'm comin in when I feel like To turn this muh'fucker up only if it feels right You know when you be late you miss all the lights That's right that's right And when you get back she gon' start up a fight That night that night Baby it's too late for that lately I've been takin it slow Try and make it to the party 'fore the guest list close With the freshest hoes the professors know We about to get real unprofessional Like them eskimos what would you do for a Klondike Or two dykes that look Christina Milian like I'll be on time for that I ain't thought of no line that could rhyme with that I'll be there in five minutes five hours later I'll be there in five minutes go 'head ride with it I'm so live with it look how I did it Been bullshittin but I finally arrived with it I know it's late and I took all year but You can stop complainin cause I'm finally here I'll be late for that I'll be late for that I'll be late for that I'll be late for that |
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from Kanye West - Late Registration (2005)
Kanye West
I'll be late for that, baby I'll wait for that If you had a taste of that, you'd probably pay for that I'm coming in when I feel like So turn this muh'fucker up only if it feels right I'll be late for that, I can't wait for that I think I was made for that So I'm coming in when I feel like So turn this muh'fucker up only if it feels right. Kanye West Stop all your blood claat cryin', I was flyin Made it to school with barely 'nuff time to sign in Yeah I hear the alarm, yeah I hear you mom Yeah yeah I don't wan' be broke when I'm 31 They said the best classes go to the fastest Sorry Mr. West there's no good classes, and that's what yo' ass get Not even electives? Not even prerequisites? You mean I missed my major by a couple of seconds? Now I'm in the shop class or the basket weavin' With all the rest of the muh'fuckers underachievin' Man, this is a insult I went to junior high with all of them and they been slow If I can catch the beat then slow down the tempo Just notice at the end if I'm too late for the intro Will I make it from the student loans to a Benz-o? Like old folks pissin' I guess it all depends, oh, oh ...Stop you're cryin' baby Chorus I'll be late for that, baby I'll wait for that If you had a taste of that, you'd probably pay for that I'm coming in when I feel like So turn this muh'fucker up only if it feels right I'll be late for that, I can't wait for that I think I was made for that So I'm coming in when I feel like So turn this muh'fucker up only if it feels right. Kanye West You know when you be late you miss all the lights That's right, that's right, that's right, that's right And when you get back she gon' start up a fight That night, that night, that night Baby it's too late for that, lately I've been takin it slow Try and make it to the party 'fore the guest list close With the freshest hoes, the professors know We about to get real unprofessional Like them eskimos, what would you do for a Klondyke? Or two dykes that look Christina Milian like Hmmm, I'll be on time for that I ain't thought of no line that could rhyme with that Yo, I'll be there in 5 minutes, five hours later I'll be there in five minutes, go 'head ride with it I'm so live with it, look how I did it Been bullshittin but I finally arrived with it I know it's late and I took all year but You can stop complainin cause I'm finally here, yeah. "I'll be late for that." "I'll be late for that." "I'll be late for that." "I'll be late for that." |
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from Kanye West - Late Registration (2005)
I'm on my way home They say home is where the hate is, my dome is where fate is I stroll where souls get lose like Vegas Seen through the eyes of rebel glasses Pray to God that my arms reach the masses The young smoke grass in grassless jungles Rubber band together in cashless bundles We wear strugglin chains, divided only hustle remains Makin sense of it we hustle for change Revolution ain't a game it's another name, for life fightin Someone to stay in they corner like Mike Tyson Heights fightin for hits to heighten they hell Don't he know he could only get as high as he fell Show money becomes bail, relationships become jail Children are unhailed I wish love was for sale, Behold the Pale - Horse" got me trapped like R. Kel', I bail and it Might not be such a bad idea if I never... never went home again" I'm on my way home" I left three days ago, but no one seems to know I'm gone Home is where the hatred is home is filled with pain and it Might not be such a bad idea if I never... never went home again |
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from Kanye West - Late Registration (2005)
I know it's past visiting hours But can I please give her these flowers The doctor dont wanna take procedures He claim my heart can't take the anastesia It'll send her body into a seizure The little thing by the hospital bed it'll stop beeping Hey chick im at a lost for words What do you ay at this time Remember when I was nine Tell her everything gone be fine But i'd be lying the family crying They want her to live and she trying I'm argueing like what kind of doctor can we fly in You know the best medicine go to people thats paid If Magic Johnson got a cure for AID's And all the broke muthafuckers past away You tellin me if my grandma was in the NBA Right now she'd be ok But since she was just a secretary Working for the church For thirty five years Things sposed to stop right here My grandfather tryin to pull it together he strong Thats where I get my confidence from asked the nurse did you do the research She ask me can you sign some t shirts Bitch is you smokin reefer You dont see that we hurt But still I smile The roses come to see me And I can't wait for a sunny day through your eyes Can't wait for the clouds to break They outside of the emergancy room room You can feel my heart beat beat beat If she gone pull through We gone find out soon But right now she sleep sleep sleep My mama say they say she could pass away any day Hey chick what these doctors know anyway Let me see the X rays I ain't no expert I'm just hurt Cousin Kim took off for work Plus my Aunt Shirley Aunt Beverly Aunt Claire and Aunt Jean So many Aunties we could have an Auntie team Feel like Amerie Its this one thing When they said that she made it You see the eyes gleam I think we at an all time high To get there we run we fly we drive Coz with my family we know where home is So instead of sending flowers We the roses I smile The roses come to see me And I can't wait for a sunny seeing it through your eyes Can't wait for the clouds to break Who brings the sunshine I smile The roses come to see me And I can't wait for a sunny day through your eyes Can't wait for the clouds to break |
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from Kanye West - Late Registration (2005)
I brought you brothers here to start our own fraternity
Broke Phi Broke, we ain't got it. Broke Phi Broke (we ain't got it) No, we have no money We are sharin' jeans. If I go outside, I got the only clothing on. How many cars do we own? (None!) How many cars do we own? (None, sir!) Should we let our woman go and be with the cat in the car? Yes, we will. Why? Because we can't afford gas. Say it with me! (We can't afford no gas!) Say it! (We can't afford no gas!) So we ain't drivin'! |
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from Kanye West - Late Registration (2005)
I brought you brothers here to start our own fraternity
Broke Phi Broke, we ain't got it. Broke Phi Broke (we ain't got it) No, we have no money We are sharin' jeans. If I go outside, I got the only clothing on. How many cars do we own? (None!) How many cars do we own? (None, sir!) Should we let our woman go and be with the cat in the car? Yes, we will. Why? Because we can't afford gas. Say it with me! (We can't afford no gas!) Say it! (We can't afford no gas!) So we ain't drivin'! |
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from Kanye West - Late Registration (2005)
This was founded years ago
By broke slaves, years ago Who did not have, years ago By broke brothas in the 20s, years ago Who did not have when we could not eat Hmm, remember that? Eating all of our cereal with forks because we wanted to save the milk, do you remember that? Hmm? Do you remember all those Christmases when your Mama walked in the room and pretended she was the tree, huh? Remember that? |
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from Kanye West - Late Registration (2005)
This was founded years ago
By broke slaves, years ago Who did not have, years ago By broke brothas in the 20s, years ago Who did not have when we could not eat Hmm, remember that? Eating all of our cereal with forks because we wanted to save the milk, do you remember that? Hmm? Do you remember all those Christmases when your Mama walked in the room and pretended she was the tree, huh? Remember that? |
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from Kanye West - Late Registration (2005)
Broke, broke, broke phi broke (we ain't got it) Broke, broke, broke phi broke (we ain't got it) Broke, broke broke phi broke (we ain't got it) Broke, broke, broke phi- I've called this private meeting today because there is an imposter among us. There is an imposter among us. This brother right here has been out making beats on the side, yes he has. Pretending he's broke walking amongst us. This brother has been eating every day, can you believe that? Eating every day. Pretending he's with us, he's not one of us. I did not want to believe this, but I walked into the brother Kanye's closet and I found new shoes. I found new shoes! Kanye, would you like to step forward and explain these new shoes?! (stammering) I was-you crazy, I wasn't, I didn't, um, I was just um, I was- No, you speak up, brother! I was gon' stick-I'm tryin to stick to my roots and- What? I wanna stick to my roots, and- What?! You march your new shoes out of here, Kanye. Don't you ever come back in 'em. Don't you ever come back smellin' all good, taking showers and shit like that, all right? We don't appreciate that down here at Broke Phi Broke. What's next? |
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from Kanye West - Late Registration (2005)
[Quietly]
Broke, broke, broke phi broke (we ain't got it) Broke, broke, broke phi broke (we ain't got it) [Louder] Broke, broke broke phi broke (we ain't got it) Broke, broke, broke phi- [Leader:] I've called this private meeting today because there is an imposter among us. There is an imposter among us. This brother right here has been out making beats on the side, yes he has. Pretending he's broke walking amongst us. This brother has been eating every day, can you believe that? Eating every day. Pretending he's with us, he's not one of us. I did not want to believe this, but I walked into the brother Kanye's closet and I found new shoes. I found new shoes! Kanye, would you like to step forward and explain these new shoes?! [Kanye: (stammering)] I was-you crazy, I wasn't, I didn't, um, I was just um, I was- [Leader:] No, you speak up, brother! [Kanye:] I was gon' stick-I'm tryin to stick to my roots and- [Leader:] What? [Kanye:] I wanna stick to my roots, and- [Leader:] What?! You march your new shoes out of here, Kanye. Don't you ever come back in 'em. Don't you ever come back smellin' all good, taking showers and shit like That, all right? We don't appreciate that down here at Broke Phi Broke. What's next? |
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from Kanye West - Late Registration (2005)
I gotta testify come up in the spot looking extra fly 'Fore the day I die, I'ma touch the sky Gotta testify come up in the spot looking extra fly 'Fore the day I die, I'ma touch the sky Back when they thought pink Polos would hurt the Roc Before Cam got the shit to pop The doors was closed, I felt like Bad Boy's street team I couldn't work the locks/The LOX Now let's go, take 'em back to the plan Me and my momma hopped in that U-Haul van Any pessimists I ain't talk to them Plus I ain't have no phone in my apart-a-ment Let's take 'em back to the club Least about an hour I stand on line I just wanted to dance, I went to Jaboc an hour after I got my advance, I just wanted to shine Jay favorite line, dawg in due time Now he look at me like damn dawg, you what I am A hip-hop legend, I think I died in an accident, cause this must be heaven I gotta testify come up in the spot lookin extra fly 'Fore the day I die, I'ma touch the sky Gotta testify come up in the spot lookin extra fly 'Fore the day I die, I'ma touch the sky Now let's take them hi-ah-igh-igh-igh-ighhhh Back when Gucci was the shit to rock Back when Slick Rick got the shit to pop I'd do anything to say I got it Damn, them new loafers hurt my pocket Before anybody wanted K-West beats Me and my girl split the buffet at KFC Dog, I was having nervous breakdowns Like "Man these niggaz that much better than me?" Baby, I'm goin on an airplane And I don't know if I'll be back again Sure enough, I sent the plane tickets But when she came to kick it, things became different Any girl I cheated on, sheets I skeeted on Culdn't keep it home, thought I needed a Nia Long I'm tryin to right my wrongs But it's funny them same wrongs helped me write this song, now I gotta testify Come up in the spot lookin extra fly 'Fore the day you die, you gon' touch the sky You gon' touch the sky baby girl, testify Come up in the spot lookin extra fly 'Fore the day you die, you gon' touch the sky Yes, yes, yes, guess who's on third Lupe steal like Lupin the 3rd Here like air 'til I'm beer on the curb Peachfuzz buzz but bid on the verge Let's slow it down like we're on the syrup Bottle shaped body like Mrs. Butterworth But, before you say another word I'm back on the block like I'm layin on the street I'm tryin to stop lion/lyin like I'm Mum-Ra But I'm not lyin when I'm layin on the beat En garde, or touche', Lupe cool as the under But I still feel posessed as a gun charge to come/cum as correct as a porn star And a fresh pair steps in my best foreign car Self, I represent the first Now let me end my verse right where the horns are I gotta testify Come up in the spot lookin extra fly 'Fore the day you die, you gon' touch the sky You gon' touch the sky baby girl, testify Come up in the spot lookin extra fly 'Fore the day you die, you gon' touch the sky We take it home baby Sky high, I'm, I'm sky high I'm, I'm sky high I'm, I'm sky high I'm, I'm sky high I'm, I'm sky high Sky, uh, sky high I'm, I'm sky high Yeah, keep it rollin, yeah Feels good to be home baby, feels good to be home |
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from Kanye West - Late Registration (2005)
I knew I was gon' see you again
I knew I was gon' see you again. I knew I was gon' see you again... Where your goddamn book bag at? Always carryin' that little book bag. Nobody wanna see that goddamn 4th grader. Sit your ass down. Showin' up late again like he got somethin' else to do. You don't got nothin' else to do. You ain't doin' nothin' with your life. Nothin' with your life. What do you think this is? You better look at me when I'm talkin' to you! You think this shit's easy, don't you? You think this is promised. Ain't nothin' promised to you! Look at my face, do I got a promised face? You think I would promise you anything? Kanye! Nigga! Is you snorin' in my class? Wake up, Mr. West. Wake Up Mr. West! Mr. West! |
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from Kanye West - Late Registration (2005)
Really Doe
You muh'fuckers better do your job and roll up and watch how we roll up and I can't control it, can't hold it, it's so nuts I take a sip of that yak, I wanna fuck I take a hit of that chronic, it got me stuck But really what's amazing is how I keep blazing Towel under the door smoke until the days end Puff, puff then pass, don't fuck up rotation Hpnotic for Henny, now nigga that's your chaser Turn nothin to something now pimpin' that's a savior Best things are green now pimpin' get your paper High off the ground instead of skyscraper Too low thinkin' we local, come on homie, we major. Kanye West We major? Come on, homie, we major. We major? Come on, homie, we major. We major? Come on, homie, we major. We major? Come on, homie, we major. Feeling better than some head on a sunday afternoon Better than a chick that say yes to soon Until you have a daughter, that's what I call karma And you pray to god she don't grow breasts too soon. Projects to' up, gang signs is thrown up Niggas hats broke off that's how we grow up Why else you think shorty's write rhymes just to blow up? Get they first car and then IRS show up He ain't never had shit but he had that nine Nigga come through flickin' and he had that shine Put two and two together in a little bad weather Gon' be a whole family on that funeral line Ask the reverend was the strip club cool if my tips help send a pretty girl through school That's all I want like wino's want they good whiskey I ain't in the Klan, but I brought my hood with me. Really Doe You muh'fuckers better do your job and roll up and watch how we roll up and I can't control it, can't hold it, it's so nuts I take a sip of that yak, I wanna fuck I take a hit of that chronic, it got me stuck But really what's amazing is how I keep blazing Towel under the door smoke until the days end Puff, puff then pass, don't fuck up rotation Hypnotic for Henny, now nigga that's your chaser Turn nothin' to something now pimpin' that's a savior Best things are green now pimpin' get your paper High off the ground instead of skyscraper Too low thinkin' we local, come on homie, we major. Nas We major? Come on, homie, we major. We major? Come on, homie, we major. We major? Come on, homie, we major. We major? Come on, homie, we major. Nas I heard the beat and I ain't know what to write First line, should it be about the hos or the ice? Four-four's or black christ? Both flows would be nice Rap about big paper or the black man's plight At the studio console asked my man to the right What this verse sound like, should I freestyle or write? He said, Nas, what the fans want is Illmatic, Stillmatic Picked up the pad and pencil and jotted what I feel Been like 12 years since a nigga first signed Now I'm a free agent And I'm thinking it's time To build my very own Motown Cuz rappers be deprived of executive 9 to 5s And it hurts to see these companies be stealing the life And I love to give my blood sweat and tears to the mic So y'all copped the LPs and y'all fiends got dealt I'm Jesse Jackson on the balcony where King got killed I survived the livest niggas around Lasting longer than more than half of you clowns Look, I used to cook before I had the game took Either way my change came like Sam Cooke. Feeling better than I ever felt before today Like better late than never is orientation Still we can make it better throwing all your cares away. Really Doe You muh'fuckers better do your job and roll up and watch how we roll up and I can't control it, can't hold it, it's so nuts I take a sip of that yak, I wanna fuck I take a hit of that chronic, it got me stuck But really what's amazing is how I keep blazing Towel under the door smoke until the days end Puff, puff then pass, don't fuck up rotation Hpnotic for Henny, now nigga that's your chaser Turn nothin' to something now pimpin' that's a savior Best things are green now pimpin' get your paper High off the ground instead of skyscraper Too low thinkin' we local, come on homie, we major. Kanye West We major? Come on, homie, we major. [x4] Can I talk my shit again? Can I talk my shit again? I can't believe I'm back up in this muh'fucker I'ma be late though I gotta figga out what I'm finna wear Yeah The Roc is definitely in the building Good music's definitely in the building I gotta say what's up to Tony Williams On the vocals, he sings quite beautiful don't you agree? Don't you agree? And John Brion on the keys right now and Warren Campbell on the keys right now So they asked me, why you call it "Late Registration" 'ye? Cause we taking these muh'fuckers back to school. If you know this part right here, feel free to sing along. Feeling better than I ever felt before today If you're feeling good Like better late than never it's orientation It's orientation Still we can make it better throwing all your cares away We want you to get used to this. You can't do what we do, baby. You can't do what we do, baby. You can't do what we do, baby. |
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from Kanye West - Gold Digger [single] (2005)
Diamonds are forever
They won't leave in the night I've no fear that they might Desert me Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever) The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme. Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?...... Close your eyes and imagine, feel the magic Vegas on acid, Seen through Yves St. Laurent glasses And I've realized that I've arrived, cuz It take more than a magazine to kill my Vibrate does he write his own rhymes, so sort of I think 'em That mean I forgot better shit than you ever thought up Damn, is he really that caught up? I ask if you talkin' bout classics, do my name get brought up? I remember I couldn't afford a Ford Escort or even a four-track recorder so its only right that I let the top drop on a drop-top Porsche - its for yourself that's important If you're a stripper named Porscha and you get tips from many men Then your fat friend her nickname is Minivan Excuse me, That's just the Henny, man, I smoke, I drink, I'm supposed to stop I can't because Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever) The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme. Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?...... I was sick about awards Couldn't nobody cure me Only playa that got robbed but kept all his jewelry Alicia Keys tried to talk some sense to them 30 minutes later seems there's no convincing them What more could you ask for? The international asshole Who complains about what he is owed? And throw a tantrum like he is three years old You gotta love it though somebody still speaks from his soul And wouldn't change by the change, or the game, or the fame, When he came, in the game, he made his own lane Now all I need is y'all to pronounce my name Its Kanye - But some of my plaques - they still say Kane Got family in the D, Kin-folk from Motown Back in the Chi - them folks ain't from Motown Life movin' too fast I need to slow down Girl ain't give me no ass, ya need to go down Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) My father Ben said I need Jesus So he took me to church and let the water wash over my ceaser Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) The preacher said we need leaders Right then my body got still like a paraplegic You know who you can call you gotta best believe it The Roc stand tall and you would never believe it Take your diamonds and throw 'em up like you bulimic Yea the beat cold but the flow is anemic After debris settles and the dust get swept off Big K pick up where young Hov left off Right when magazines wrote Kanye West off I dropped my new shit, it sound like the best of A&R's lookin' like "Pssh we messed up" Grammy night, damn right, we got dressed up Bottle after bottle 'till we got messed up In the studio, where really though, yea he next up People askin' me if I'm gon' give my chain back That'll be the same day I give the game back You know the next question dog "Yo, where Dame at?" This track the Indian dance to bring our reign back "What's up with you and Jay, man, are y'all ok man?" They pray for the death of our dynasty like Amen R-r-r-right here stands a-man With the power to make a diamond with his bare hands... Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever) The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme. Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?...... Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever) |
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from Kanye West - Gold Digger [single] (2005)
Jamie Foxx
She take my money - well, I'm in need Yea she's a triflin' friend indeed Oh, she's a gold digger - way over town That digs on me (She gives me money) Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger (When I'm in need) But she ain't messin' wit' no broke niggas (She gives me money) Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger (When I'm in need) But she ain't messin' wit' no broke niggas (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head. Cutie the bomb, met her at a beauty salon With a baby Louis Vuitton under her underarm She said, I can tell you rock, I can tell by your charm Far as girls you got a flock, I can tell by your charm And your arm, but I'm lookin' for the one. Have you seen her? My psychic told me she'll have an ass like Serena Trina, Jeena-fah Lopez, four kids An' I gotta take all they bad ass to show-biz Okay, get your kids, but then they got their friends I pulled up in the Benz, they all got up in We all went to din and then I had to pay If you fuckin' with this girl then you better be paid You know why? It take too much to touch her From what I heard she got a baby by Busta My best friend said she used to fuck with Usher I don't care what none of y'all say, I still love her (She gives me money) Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger - uh (When I'm in need) But she ain't messin' wit' no broke niggas - uh (She gives me money) Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger - uh (When I'm in need) But she ain't messin' wit' no broke niggas - uh (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head 18 years...18 years... She got one of yo kids, got you for 18 years I know somebody 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 Superbowl and drive off in a Hyundai She was s'pose 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 Should've got that insured, GEICO for your money (money...money) If you ain't no punk Holla "We want prenup" (We want prenup!) Yeah! It's something that you need to have 'Cause when she leave your ass she gon' leave with half 18 years...18 years... And on her 18th birthday, he found out it wasn't his (She gives me money) Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger - uh (When I'm in need) But she ain't messin' wit' no broke niggas - uh (She gives me money) Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger - uh (When I'm in need) But she ain't messin' wit' no broke niggas - uh (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down - uh (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down - uh (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head Now I ain't sayin' you a gold digger, you got needs You don't want a dude to smoke but he can't buy weed You got out to eat and he can't pay, ya'll can't leave There's dishes in the back, he gotta roll up his sleeves But while ya'll washin', watch him He gon' make it into a Benz out of that Datsun He got that ambition, baby, look at his eyes This week he moppin' floors, next week it's the fries So, stick by his side I know this dude's ballin', but yeah that's nice And they gon' keep callin' and tryin', but you stay right, girl And when you get on, he leave yo' ass for a white girl. (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head Let me hear that back.... |
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from Kanye West - Gold Digger [single] (2005)
[Kanye West]
("Make It Up") We can make it better ("Make It Up") We can make it better ("Make It Up") We can make it better ("Make It Up") We can make it Somebody told me that Delta's brownskinned, AKAs' lightskinned And they supposed to be bougious, so they got white friends First day of school, I'mma take you sight seein' Show you what we do on weekends for excitement She said, "I know what you about to say, like your hypeman" She let a nigga hit it, and now she only date white men And if a nigga even wave at her, it's frightnin'; but [Chorus: Kanye West] ("Make It Up") We can make it better (Better we can) ("Make It Up") We can make it better (Better we can bring it on up, we can) ("Make It Up") We can make it better (Better we can) ("Make It Up") We can make it [Talib Kweli] The night fallin' over Brooklyn, where they murder for change The converter remains faithful to the drugdealer priestess He in search of the word of fame, you heard of the name Kweli the truth, like I'm comin' out the mouth of babes One for it, one for out the grave Niggaz want they reperations, How you calculate the amount to be paid You try to imagine America without the slaves (the slaves) [Chorus] [Q-Tip] Her tenament yo, is rat infested Her heart is like a gold bouillon cause she wouldn't protest it Cause, her bestfriend's man got popped He was sixteen years old, the cop thought his phone was a glock In the hood is a everday happenin' A friend of the priest say she chewed out the captain She yelled out "Why you do this to black men?" [Chorus] [Common] I think of eighty seven ways, to make better days Whether climb or rhyme, I heard of rebel pays On the scene, tryin' to get green like everglades Music, rhymin' good like escalates In the ghetto infested by shade and drama And niggaz wit' thangs ain't afraid of karma I'm thinkin' big like Little Wayne in the (?) [Chorus] [Rhymefest] C'mon; Tell people the truth, but never give 'em ya true thoughts Terrorism on blacks, they poison our Newports Partiot Act in effect, make it hard to breathe now Johnny Cochran dead, who gonna get us free now? Clinton ain't in office, who gon' give us shit free now? Who gon' make it better for the thugs and Ps now? Who gon' make it good for old folks that's senile? Oh, it's good music, yeah dog I see now [Chorus] |
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from Kanye West - Impossible [single] (2006)
I've been waiting my life and I stayed on my grind
Now I made up my mind it's been way too much time That's why...It's just impossible - It's im-poss-ible And you know that... I don't wanna hear that bull sh.. I wanna hear that official sh.., Kanye and that Twista sh.. that's so impossible to get it (it's just impossible) Get it, that's so impossible to get it, Get it, that's so impossible to get it (It's impossible) Aint no way you could pull up to the party in a Bentley blowing B in a club like this (oh no) Aint no way you could cook up in the studio with Kanye and get it jukking in the club like this (oh no) Aint no way that you could win dust some haters off while I'm sippin on my 'hen, Holla at a chick while she sippin on her gin And I got the mobsters hollering at her friends,(its impossible) For you to ever be the nicest you aint get gangsta or get righteous, You aint neva stood on a tip like this you aint neva stood for no sh.. like this, (Its just impossible) For you to get it if you don't wanna win so get up off ya ass and go for yours and neva for mine now you aint from the ride that I'm in Know what I'm sayin... Now I made up my mind it's been way too much time That's why...It's just impossible - It's im-poss-ible And you know that... I've been waiting my life and I stayed on my grind I don't wanna hear that bull sh.. I wanna hear that official sh.., Kanye and that Twista sh.. that's so impossible to get it (it's just impossible) Get it, that's so impossible to get it, Get it, that's so impossible to get it (It's impossible) Get it rolled the -- up then lit it smoke a lil but don't - admit it do it like I did too late - I did it The controversy cant worse me man I'm eating but I'm still thirsty and Thirsty what is you saying I gotta a duel with a couple niggas that's Thursday man Why the hell is i'm worrying hopping out the Benz with the perfect tint, Man your life must be perfect man look at how they came up with the perfect plan Its impossible got strip clubs playin gosspital felt so sick in the hospital you know I jumped out like pakadu ... throw your diamonds when i rock wit you Since Michael Jackson made rock wit you I done did shit unlogical maybe cause we did the impossible maybe we done did the impossible I've been waiting my life and I stayed on my grind Now I made up my mind it's been way too much time That's why...It's just impossible - It's im-poss-ible And you know that... I don't wanna hear that bull sh.. I wanna hear that official sh.., Kanye and that Twista sh.. that's so impossible to get it (it's just impossible) Get it, that's so impossible to get it, Get it, that's so impossible to get it (It's impossible) I don't wanna hear that bull sh.. I wanna hear that official sh.., Kanye and that Twista sh.. that's so impossible to get it (it's just impossible) Get it, that's so impossible to get it, Get it, that's so impossible to get it (It's impossible) (It's impossible) |
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from Kanye West - Late Orchestration [video, live] (2006)
[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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from Kanye West - Late Orchestration [video, live] (2006)
Brandy
I always knew that one day They'd try to bring me down Wow, one day, they tried to bring me down ALways knew that one day, they would try to bring me down Down, way down. Kanye We gon' to mass today, we have to pray Besides what the pastor say, I have to say Since Pac passed away Most you rappers don't even deserve a track from me You see, if you ever wanted to ever be anything There'd always be somebody that shoot down any dream There'll always be haters, that's the way it is Hater niggas marry hater bitches and have hater kids But they gon' have to take my life 'fore they take my drive 'Cause when I was barely livin, that's what kept me alive Just the thought that maybe it could be better than what we at at this time Make it out of this grind, 'fore I'm out of my mind And get some lee way on the he say she say You girl don't like me, how long has she been gay Spanish girls say "No hable ingle" And everybody want to run to me for their single It's funny how these wack niggas need my help Wasn't around when I couldn't feed myself Dog, If I was you, I wouldn't feel myself Dog, If I was you, I'd kill myself Made a mill myself, and I'm still myself And Imma look in the mirror if I need some help Ask me from the heart, y'all all frontin' Everybody feel a way about K but at least y'all feel somethin'. Brandy Why you come here, I bet it only it was forget to get you What kind of dream we found, see I'm often at your cross way forgetting it was that heaven let you. They tried to bring me down Brandy I always knew that one day They'd try to bring me down Wow, one day, they tried to bring me down Always knew that one day, they would try to bring me down Down, way down. I always knew that one day They'd try to bring me down Wow, one day, they tried to bring me down Always knew that one day, they would try to bring me down Down, way down. I always knew that one day They'd try to bring me down Wow, one day, they tried to bring me down Always knew that one day, they would try to bring me down Down, way down. I always knew that one day They'd try to bring me down Wow, one day, they tried to bring me down Always knew that one day, they would try to bring me down Down, way down. I always knew that one day They'd try to bring me down Wow, one day, they tried to bring me down Always knew that one day, they would try to bring me down Down, way down. |
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from Kanye West - Late Orchestration [video, live] (2006)
Kanye West
That's that crack music nigga That real black music nigga La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la. The Game That's that crack music nigga That real black music nigga La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la. Kanye West How we stop the black panthers? Ronald Reagan cooked up an answer You hear that? What Gil Scott was hearin' When our heroes and heroines got hooked on heroin. Crack raised the murder rate in DC and Maryland We invested in that it's like we got Merrill Lynch And we been hangin' from the same tree ever since Sometimes I feel the music is the only medicine So we cook it, cut it, measure it, bag it, sell it The fiends cop it Nowadays they cant tell if that's that good shit We ain't sure man Put the CD on your tongue yeah, that's pure man. Kanye West That's that crack music nigga That real black music nigga La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la. The Game That's that crack music nigga That real black music nigga La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la. From the place where the fathers gone, The mothers is hardly home And the... Gonna lock us up in a...home How the Mexicans say we just tryin' to party homes They wanna pack us all in a box like styrofoam Who gave Saddam anthrax? George Bush got the answers Back in the hood it's a different type of chemical, Arm and Hammer baking soda Raised they own quota Writin' when our soldiers ran for the stove cause... Cause dreams of being 'Hova went from bein a brokeman ta bein' a dopeman Ta bein' a president look theres hope man This that inspiration for tha mos and tha folks man, Shorty come and see if mama straight overdosin'. And this is the soundtrack, This the type of music you make when you round that... Crack music nigga, That real black music nigga. The Game That's that crack music nigga That real black music nigga La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la. Kanye West God-how could you let this happen, happen, happen, happen, happen, happen? La-la-la [etc.] Kanye West That's that crack music, crack music That real black music, black music La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la. The Game That's that crack music nigga That real black music nigga La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la. Kanye West That's that crack music, crack music That real black music, black music. La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la. Malik Yusef Our father, give us this day our daily bread ...give us these days and take our daily bread, See I done did all this ole bullshit And to atone I throw a little somethin', somethin' on the pulpit. We took that shit, measured it and then cooked that shit And what we gave back was crack music And now we ooze it through they nooks and crannies So our mama's ain't got to be they cooks and nannies And we gonna repo everything they ever took from Grammy Now the former slaves trade hooks for Grammies This dark dixon has become America's addiction those who ain't even black use it. We gon' keep baggin up this here crack music. |
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from Kanye West - Late Orchestration [video, live] (2006)
Kanye West
Drive slow homey... drive slow homey... You never know homey might meet some hoes homey You need to pump your brakes and drive slow homey. My homie Marty used to stay, Sunny 9th and May One of my best friends from back in the day Down the street from Calumet, a school full of stones He nicknamed me K-Rock so they'd 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 he's the man Back when we rocked the leases, he had dreams of Caprices Drove by the teachers, even more by polices How he get the cash the day his father passed away Left him with a lil' somethin, 16 he was stuntin' Al B. Sure nigga with the hair all wavy Hit Lakeshore girls, go all crazy Hit the freeway, go at least 'bout 80 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 We'll take a Saturday and just circle the mall They had they Lakers and our Royals, we was hurtin 'em all With the girls a lot of flirtin' involved, but Dawg Fuck all that flirtin' I'm tryin' to get in some drawers, so Put me on with these hoes homey He told me don't rush to get grown, drive slow homey. Drive slow homey... Drive slow. You never know homey, about these hoes homey You need to pump your brakes and drive slow homey. Paul Wall What it do; I'm posted up in the parkin lot, my trunk wavin' The candy gloss is immaculate, it's simply amazin' Them elbows pokin wide on that candy 'llac Trunk open, screens on, neon's lit with 5th relaxed I'm on a mission for dime pieces and sexy ladies Allow me to introduce you to my CL Mercedes It's a star-studded event when I valet park Open up my mouth and sunlight illuminates the dark You see them fo's crawlin, you see them screens fallin' The disco ball in my mouth insinuates I'm ballin' I'm leanin' on the switch, sittin crooked in my slab But I could still catch boppers if I drove a cab A young Houston hardhitter all about the scrilla Ridin' somethin candy coated, crawlin like a caterpillar I'm tippin' on them 4's, I'm jammin' on that Screw I'm lookin' for them hoes baby what it do. Kanye West Drive slow homey... GLC Turn your hazard lights on when you see them hoes. Kanye West Drive slow homey... GLC If you ridin' around the city with nowhere to go. Kanye West Drive slow homey... GLC Live today cause tomorrow man, you never know... Kanye West You never know homey, might meet some hoes homey You need to pump your brakes and drive slow homey My car's like the movie, my car's like the crib I got mo' TV's in here than where I live. GLC And that don't make no sense, but baby I'm the shit And everything I flip, you know it's somethin' serious I got the custom grill, I got the Bravis rims I got the baller genetics baby this evidence You see a player flickin' and how you ain't convinced That you should go on and kiss it, "Just a Little' Bit" Just a lil' bit I got 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, I'm ridin' on Vogues My cylinder quiet, like tip-toes I sold O's, and this I know When you see them hoes, lil' homey drive slow. Kanye West Drive slow homey... drive slow homey... You never know homey, might meet some hoes homey You need to pump your brakes and drive slow homey Drive slow homey. |
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from Kanye West - Late Orchestration [video, live] (2006)
Jamie Foxx
She take my money - well, I'm in need Yea she's a triflin' friend indeed Oh, she's a gold digger - way over town That digs on me (She gives me money) Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger (When I'm in need) But she ain't messin' wit' no broke niggas (She gives me money) Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger (When I'm in need) But she ain't messin' wit' no broke niggas (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head. Cutie the bomb, met her at a beauty salon With a baby Louis Vuitton under her underarm She said, I can tell you rock, I can tell by your charm Far as girls you got a flock, I can tell by your charm And your arm, but I'm lookin' for the one. Have you seen her? My psychic told me she'll have an ass like Serena Trina, Jeena-fah Lopez, four kids An' I gotta take all they bad ass to show-biz Okay, get your kids, but then they got their friends I pulled up in the Benz, they all got up in We all went to din and then I had to pay If you fuckin' with this girl then you better be paid You know why? It take too much to touch her From what I heard she got a baby by Busta My best friend said she used to fuck with Usher I don't care what none of y'all say, I still love her (She gives me money) Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger - uh (When I'm in need) But she ain't messin' wit' no broke niggas - uh (She gives me money) Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger - uh (When I'm in need) But she ain't messin' wit' no broke niggas - uh (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head 18 years...18 years... She got one of yo kids, got you for 18 years I know somebody 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 Superbowl and drive off in a Hyundai She was s'pose 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 Should've got that insured, GEICO for your money (money...money) If you ain't no punk Holla "We want prenup" (We want prenup!) Yeah! It's something that you need to have 'Cause when she leave your ass she gon' leave with half 18 years...18 years... And on her 18th birthday, he found out it wasn't his (She gives me money) Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger - uh (When I'm in need) But she ain't messin' wit' no broke niggas - uh (She gives me money) Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger - uh (When I'm in need) But she ain't messin' wit' no broke niggas - uh (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down - uh (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down - uh (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head Now I ain't sayin' you a gold digger, you got needs You don't want a dude to smoke but he can't buy weed You got out to eat and he can't pay, ya'll can't leave There's dishes in the back, he gotta roll up his sleeves But while ya'll washin', watch him He gon' make it into a Benz out of that Datsun He got that ambition, baby, look at his eyes This week he moppin' floors, next week it's the fries So, stick by his side I know this dude's ballin', but yeah that's nice And they gon' keep callin' and tryin', but you stay right, girl And when you get on, he leave yo' ass for a white girl. (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head Let me hear that back.... |
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from Kanye West - Late Orchestration [video, live] (2006)
Wished I had told
Ooh was the only one But it's too late, it's too late He's gone [Kanye West] You sweat her, and I ain't talkin 'bout a Coogi You a big L, and I ain't talkin 'bout Cool J See me at the airport, at least 20 Louis Treat me like the Prince and this my sweet brother Numpsay BROTHER NUMPSAY! Groupies say I'm too choosy Take 'em to the show and talk all through the movies Says she want diamonds, I took her to Ruby Tuesdays If we up in Friday's, I still have it my way [Chorus] Too late, we, gone - we strivin home Gone - we ride on chrome It's too late [Kanye West] Y'all don't want no prob from me What you rappers could get is a job from me Maybe you could be my intern, and in turn I'll show you how I cook up summer, in the win-turr Aaron love the raw dog, when will he learn Caught somethin on the Usher tour he had to "Let it Burn" Plus he already got three chil'run Arguin over babysitters like, "Bitch - it's yo' turn!" Damn 'Ye, it'd be stupid to bitch you Even your superficial raps is super official R-R-R-Roc pastel with Gucci on With TV's in the ride, throw a movie on Said he couldn't rap now he at the top with doobie long Cause the dookie's on any song that they threw me on, gone [Chorus] We strivin home, gone [Cam] I ride on chrome... We strivin home, gone [Cam] Killa, I ride on chrome [Cam'Ron] Knock knock, who's there? Killa Cam, Killa who? Killa Cam, hustler, grinder, gorilla true Oh my chinchilla blue, blue you ever dealt with a dealer Well here's the deal ma we goin to the {?} No concealin, no ceiling I don't need a roof Act up, get out, I don't need you poof Poof, be gone, damn tough luck dag Dag, niggas still doin puff puff pass Pull the truck up fast and I tell 'em Hey, back in a touched up Jag, shit Y'all niggas want Killa Cam, cerebellum An old man just gon' tell 'em (too late, he, gone) Then I see how y'all gonna react when I'm (gone) My last girl want me back then I'm on Fine stay, you got the grind hey Came back, read what the sign say (too late, he, gone) Yes I know you wanna see my demise Yeah you church boy actin like a thief in disguise Ain't leavin my side, see the greed in my eyes Ask Abby y'all hustle for a week to the Chi, shit And that ain't leavin alive, please believe me Gave Weezy a piece of the pie, and You can ask George or Regina The whole Westside I explore with the Beemer now [Chorus] We strivin home, I ride on chrome Listen homeboy move on That's your best bet, why's that? Cause [Consequence] Uhh, uhh, yo, yo I been pourin out some liquor for the fact that my pal's gone And tryin to help his momma with the fact that her child gone And since we used to bubble like a tub full of Calgon Guess it's only right that I should help her from now on But since they got a foul on, what coulda gone wrong Now they askin Cons, how long has this gone on And maybe all this money mighta gone to my head Cause they got me thinkin money mighta gone to the feds So I ain't goin to the dread, but he'll go on up to bed And when I came the next mornin he was gone with my bread And with that bein said, I had gone on my instincts And gone to the spots where they go to get mixed drinks But lookin back now shoulda gone to the crib And rented "Gone With the Wind," cause I'da gone about 10 But I had gone with my friend, and we had gone to the bar And heard a nigga talkin shit so I had gone to the car And now the judge is tellin me that I had gone too far And now we gone for 20 years, doin time behind bars And since I gone to a cell for some cruddy crimes I guess I gone to the well one too many times, cause I'm gone [long instrumental pause] [Kanye West imitating "The Show" at first] Uh-uh-uh Uh-uh-uh uh uh onnn, uh uh-uh onnn Uh-uh onnn, uh uh-uh I'mmmm Ah-head of my time, sometimes years out So the powers that be won't let me get my ideas out And that make me wanna get my advance out And move to Oklahoma and just live at my Aunt's house Yeah, I romance the thought of leavin it all behind Kanye step away from the lime- -light, like, when I was on the grind In the "One, Nine, Nine, Nine" Before, model chicks was bendin over or Dealerships asked me Benz or Rover, man If I could just get one beat on Hova We could get up off this cheap-ass sofa What the summer of the Chi got to offer an 18-year-old Sell drugs or get a job, you gotta play gyro My dawg worked at Taco Bell, hooked us up plural-fied A week later the manager count the churros Sometimes I can't believe it when I look up in the mirrow How we out in Europe, spendin Euros They claim you never know what you got 'til it's GONE I know I got it, I don't know what y'all on I'ma open up a store for aspiring MC's Won't sell 'em no dream, but the inspiration is free But if they ever flip sides like Anakin You'll sell everything includin the mannequin They got a new bitch now you Jennifer Aniston Hold on I'll handle it, don't start panickin, stay calm Shorty's at the door cause they need more Inspiration for they life, they souls, and they songs They said sorry Mr. West is gone! |
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from Kanye West - Late Orchestration [video, live] (2006)
Wake up, Mr. West!
Kanye West Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah. And I heard 'em say Nothin's ever promised tomorrow, today From the Chi, Like Tim, it's a Hardaway Till this is in the name of love, like Robert say Before you ask me to go get a job today, Can I at least get a raise on the minimum wage? And I know the government administer aids, So I guess we just pray like the minister say Abu Akhbar be throwin' some hot cause Things we seein' on the screen not ours But these niggas from the hood, so these dreams not far Where I'm from the dope boys is the rock stars But they can't cop cars without seein' cop cars I guess they want us all behind bars, I know it, uh. And I heard 'em say, nothin's ever promised tomorrow, today And I heard 'em say, nothin's ever promised tomorrow, today But we'll find a way. Adam Levine And nothin's ever promised tomorrow today And nothin' lasts forever, but be honest baby It hurts, but it may be the only way. Kanye West They say people in your life for seasons And anything that happen is for a reason And niggas gun-clappin' and keep to squeezin' And gran' keep prayin' and keep believin' In Jesus, and one day that she'll see him. It's alive, I feel him breathin' Claimin' money is the key, so keep on dreamin' And put them lottery tickets just to tease us My Aunt Pam can't put them cigarettes down, So now my little cousin smokin' them cigarettes now His job try to claim that he too niggerish now Is it cause his skin blacker than licorice now? I can't figure it out, sick of it now. And I heard 'em say, nothin's ever promised tomorrow, today And I heard 'em say, nothin's ever promised tomorrow today But we'll find a way. Adam Levine And nothin's ever promised tomorrow today And nothin' lasts forever, but be honest baby It hurts, but it may be the only way. With every worthless word we get more far away And nothin's ever promised tomorrow today And nothin' lasts forever, but be honest, baby It hurts, but it may be the only way. |
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from Kanye West - Late Orchestration [video, live] (2006)
Wake up, Mr. West!
Kanye West Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah. And I heard 'em say Nothin's ever promised tomorrow, today From the Chi, Like Tim, it's a Hardaway Till this is in the name of love, like Robert say Before you ask me to go get a job today, Can I at least get a raise on the minimum wage? And I know the government administer aids, So I guess we just pray like the minister say Abu Akhbar be throwin' some hot cause Things we seein' on the screen not ours But these niggas from the hood, so these dreams not far Where I'm from the dope boys is the rock stars But they can't cop cars without seein' cop cars I guess they want us all behind bars, I know it, uh. And I heard 'em say, nothin's ever promised tomorrow, today And I heard 'em say, nothin's ever promised tomorrow, today But we'll find a way. Adam Levine And nothin's ever promised tomorrow today And nothin' lasts forever, but be honest baby It hurts, but it may be the only way. Kanye West They say people in your life for seasons And anything that happen is for a reason And niggas gun-clappin' and keep to squeezin' And gran' keep prayin' and keep believin' In Jesus, and one day that she'll see him. It's alive, I feel him breathin' Claimin' money is the key, so keep on dreamin' And put them lottery tickets just to tease us My Aunt Pam can't put them cigarettes down, So now my little cousin smokin' them cigarettes now His job try to claim that he too niggerish now Is it cause his skin blacker than licorice now? I can't figure it out, sick of it now. And I heard 'em say, nothin's ever promised tomorrow, today And I heard 'em say, nothin's ever promised tomorrow today But we'll find a way. Adam Levine And nothin's ever promised tomorrow today And nothin' lasts forever, but be honest baby It hurts, but it may be the only way. With every worthless word we get more far away And nothin's ever promised tomorrow today And nothin' lasts forever, but be honest, baby It hurts, but it may be the only way. |
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