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I gotta testify Come up in the spot lookin extra fly Fore the day I die, Ima touch the sky Gotta testify Come up in the spot lookin extra fly Fore the day I die, Ima 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 Boys street team: I couldnt work the locks Now lets go, take em back to the plan Me and my momma hopped in that U-Haul van Any pessimists, I aint talk to them Plus I aint have no phone in my apart-a-ment Lets take em back to the club Least about an hour I stand on line I just wanted to dance, I went to Jacob 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 where I am!" A hip-hop legend I think I died in that accident, ‘cause this must be Heaven I gotta testify Come up in the spot lookin extra fly Fore the day I die, Ima touch the sky Gotta testify Come up in the spot lookin extra fly Fore the day I die, Ima touch the sky Now lets take them hi-ah-igh-igh-igh-ighhhh A-la-la-la-lah-la-lahhhhh Now lets take them hi-ah-igh-igh-igh-ighhhh A-la-la-la-lah-la-lahhhhh Back when Gucci was the shit to rock Back when Slick Rick got the shit to pop Id 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 havin nervous breakdowns Like "Man, these niggas that much better than me?" Baby, Im goin on an aeroplane And I dont know if Ill 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 Couldnt keep it at home, thought I needed a Nia Long Im tryin to right my wrongs But its funny them same wrongs helped me write this song 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 whos on third? Lupe steal like Lupin the 3rd Here like ear til Im beer on the curb Peachfuzz buzz but beard on the verge Lets slow it down like were on the syrup Bottle-shaped body like Mrs. Butterworth But, before you say another word Im back on the block like Im layin on the street Im tryna stop lyin like Im Mumm-Ra But Im not lyin when Im layin on the beat, en garde Or touché, Lupe cool as the unthawed But I still feel possessed as a gun charge Come as correct as a porn star In a fresh pair steps in my best foreign car So, I represent the first Now let me end my verse right where the horns are, like uh 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 back at 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, sky high! I’m, I’m sky high! Yeah, keep it rollin! Yeah, uh, feels good to be home, baby! Feels good to be home!

Relivin the past? Your loss! Rockstar, bitch, call me Elvis M.O.B, she call me selfish Success got em jealous Shortys killin, while Im drillin Tattoos, how they break the news It was real if you made the news Last night, my bitches came in twos And they both sucked like they came to lose Dropped out the first day of school Cause niggas got cocaine to move I be goin hard, I got a name to prove Killin em, honey how I make the pain improve We can send this bitch up, it can go down We can send this bitch up, it can go down We can send this bitch up, it can go down We can send this bitch up, it can go down We can send this bitch up, it can go down We can send this bitch up, it can go down We can send this bitch up, it can go down We can send this bitch up, it can go down This the cray-ist shit in the club Since "In Da Club" Its so packed I might ride around On my bodyguards back like Prince in the club She say "Can you get my friends in the club?" I say "Can you get my Benz in the club?" If not, treat your friends like my Benz Park they ass outside til the evenin end When I go raw, I like to leave it in When I wake up, I like to go again When I go to work, she gotta call it in She cant go to work, same clothes again And her heart colder than the souls of men Louboutin on the toes again Tight dress dancin close to him Yeezus just rose again We can send this bitch up, it can go down We can send this bitch up, it can go down We can send this bitch up, it can go down We can send this bitch up, it can go down Memories dont live like people do They always member you Whether things are good or bad Its just the memories that you have Memories dont live like people do They always member you Whether things are good or bad Its just the memories that you have

Baby back, ayy, couple racks, ayy Couple Grammys on him, couple plaques, ayy Thats a fact, ayy, throw it back, ayy Throw it back, ayy And this one is for the champions I aint lost since I began, yeah Funny how you said it was the end, yeah Then I went did it again, yeah I told you long ago on the road I got what they waiting for I dont run from nothing, dog Get your soldiers, tell em I aint layin low You was never really rooting for me anyway When Im back up at the top, I wanna hear you say He dont run from nothin, dog Get your soldiers, tell em that the break is over Uh, need to, uh Need to get this album done Need a couple number onеs Need a plaque on every song Need mе like one with Nicki now Tell a rap nigga I dont see ya, hah Im a pop nigga like Bieber, hah I dont fuck bitches, Im queer, hah But these niggas bitches like Madea, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy Oh, lets do it I aint fall off, I just aint release my new shit I blew up, now everybody tryna sue me You call me Nas, but the hood call me Doobie, yeah And this one is for the champions I aint lost since I began, yeah Funny how you said it was the end, yeah Then I went did it again, yeah I told you long ago on the road I got what they waiting for I dont run from nothing, dog Get your soldiers, tell em I aint layin low You was never really rooting for me anyway When Im back up at the top, I wanna hear you say He dont run from nothin, dog Get your soldiers, tell em that the break is over My track record so clean, they couldnt wait to just bash me I must be gettin too flashy, yall shouldnt have let the world gas me Its too late cause Im here to stay and these girls know that Im nasty I sent her back to her boyfriend with my handprint on her ass cheek City talkin, we takin notes Tell em all to keep makin posts Wish he could, but he cant get close OG so proud of me that he chokin up while he makin toasts Im the type that you cant control, said I would, then I made it so I dont clear up rumors , wheres yall sense of humor? Im done makin jokes cause they got old like baby boomers Turned my haters to consumers, I make vets feel like they juniors Say your time is comin soon, but just like Oklahoma Mine is comin sooner , Im just a late bloomer I didnt peak in high school, Im still out here gettin cuter All these social networks and computers Got these pussies walkin round like they aint losers I told you long ago on the road I got what they waiting for I dont run from nothing, dog Get your soldiers, tell em I aint layin low You was never really rooting for me anyway When Im back up at the top, I wanna hear you say He dont run from nothin, dog Get your soldiers, tell em that the break is over Yeah Im the industry baby, mmm Im the industry baby Yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah Feels like slow motion, were floating at the speed Louder Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher Its like standing in the ocean We just rocked Coachella, I gave her half of the check It was good sex, honorable mention to the neck Didnt pass the loud, that was out of respect Afterwards, pass the towel, I was out of Kleenex If you take your girl out, do you expect sex? If she take her titties out, do you expect checks? First visit, I gave her a pearl necklace Next visit, Ima need your girl naked Took a church visit, you know, cause the world hectic Like floating, if I cant be in time I dont know, I dont know In the ocean, if I cant be loved I dont know a sound Standing in the ocean Just let this wash on me Bad memories like waves Echoing , echoing Standing in the ocean Standing in the ocean Feels like slow motion, were floating at the speed

Like we always do at this time I go for mine, I gots to shine I go go for mine, I gots to shine Ima get on this TV momma, Ima Ima put shit down ayy , ayy ayy , Im good Welcome to the good life, where niggas who sell D Wont even get pulled over in they new V The good life, lets go on a living spree Shit, they say the best things in life are free The good life, it feel like Atlanta It feel like L.A., it feel like Miami It feel like NY, summertime Chi Ah! So I roll through good Yall pop the trunk, I pop the hood, Ferrari And she got the goods And she got that ass, I got to look, sorry! Yo, its got to be cause Im seasoned Haters give me them salty looks, Lawrys 50 told me, "Go head, switch the style up And if they hate then let em hate and watch the money pile up" The good life Now I, I go for mine, I got to shine Now I, I go for mine, I got to shine Ayy , ayy Ayy , ayy Welcome to the good life! Where we like the girls who aint on TV Cause they got mo The good life, so keep it comin with the bottles Cause she feel booze like she bombed at Apollo The good life, it feel like Houston It feel like Philly, it feel like D.C It feel like VA or the Bay or Yay Ayy, this is the good life Homie, tell me whats good Why I only got a problem when you in the hood Like Im new in the hood The only thing I wish, I wish a nigga would He probably think he could But, but, I dont think he should 50 told me, "Go head, switch the style up And if they hate then let em hate and watch the money pile up" The good life Now I, I go for mine, I gots to shine Now I, I go for mine, I gots to shine Ima get on the TV momma, Ima Ima put shit down ayy , ayy ayy , Im good Have you ever popped champagne on a plane, while gettin some brain Whipped it out, she said "I never seen Snakes on a Plane" Whether you broke or rich you gotta get this Havin moneys not everything, not havin it is I was splurgin on Tryst, but when I get my card back Activated, Im back to Vegas Cause I always had a passion for flashin Befo I had it, I closed my eyes and imagined the good life Better than the life I lived When I thought that I was gonna go crazy And now my grandmomma Aint the only girl callin me "baby" If you feelin me now Then put yo hands up in the sky, and let me hear you say Hey, hey, ooh Im good!

Kinm in kalot oté Mandela Twé la pa mèt dan la gèl banna Twé la pèt amwin We be all night Woo! You will never need another lover Woo! Cause you a MILF and Im a motherfucker Told you give the drummer some, now the drummer cummin Im pa-rum-pa-pum-pumin all on your stomach Yuh, tonight I see some super freaky hoes That could go from bein stripper to a super CEO I dont know the way you do it, but you do it to me though And you always told your girlfriends you need you a TV show Now you got your own money, you dont need nobody else But far as handlin all that ass, I think you gon need some help Let me remind you, you got a, you got a great future behind you You gotta tell me what we tryna do I aint no pastor, dont do missionary I know good pussy when I see it, Im a visionary I know them haters talkin, always had us very wary Yup! On the 35th of Nevuary Yup! You love the way Im turnt After all the money you earned, still show daddy what you learned That cowgirl, you reverse that cowgirl You reverse, you reverse, and I impregnated your mouth, girl Ooooh, thats when I knew you could be my spouse, girl We fuckin all over the house, girl We just messed up a brand new couch, girl If you aint on site, then you on Skype I put you on that bike, you bound, girl We too wild, wont turn down We drunk in love, fuck them Ive been drinkin, Ive been drinkin I get filthy when that liquor get into me Ive been thinkin, Ive been thinkin Why cant I keep my fingers off it, baby? I want you, na na Why cant I keep my fingers off you, baby? I want you, na na Cigars on ice, cigars on ice Feelin like an animal with these cameras all in my grill Flashin lights, flashin lights You got me faded, faded, faded Baby, I want you, na na Cant keep your eyes off my fatty Daddy, I want you, na na Drunk in love, I want you We woke up in the kitchen Sayin, "How the hell did this shit happen?" Oh baby, drunk in love We be all night, last thing I remember Is our beautiful bodies Grindin up in that club, drunk in love We be all night, love, love We be all night, love, love We be all night, and everything all right No complaints from my body So fluorescent under these lights Boy, Im drinkin, park it in my lot, 7-11 Im rubbin on it, rub-rubbin If you scared, call that reverend Boy, Im drinkin, get my brain right Armand de Brignac, gangster wife Louis sheets, he sweat it out Like washrags, he wear it out Boy, Im drinkin, Im singin on the mic to my boys toys Then I fill the tub up halfway Then ride it with my surfboard, surfboard, surfboard Grainin on that wood Grainin, grainin on that wood Im swervin on that, swervin, swervin on that Big body Benz servin all this Swerve, surfin all in this good-good We woke up in the kitchen Sayin, "How the hell did this shit happen?" Oh baby, drunk in love We be all night, last thing I remember Is our beautiful bodies Grindin up in that club, drunk in love We be all night, love, love We be all night, love, love Im nice right now... hold up! That Dussé is the shit if I do say so myself If I do say so myself, if I do say so myself Hold up, stumble all in the house Time to back up all that mouth That you had all in the car Talking bout you the baddest bitch thus far Talking bout you be reppin that Third I wanna see all that shit that I heard Know I sling Clint Eastwood Hope you can handle this curve Uh, foreplay in a foyer, fucked up my Warhol Slid the panties right to the side Aint got the time to take drawers off On sight, catch a charge I might Beat the box up like Mike in 97 I bite Im Ike Turner, turn up, baby, no, I dont play "Now eat the cake, Anna Mae!" Said, "Eat the cake, Anna Mae!" Im nice, for yall to reach these heights You gon need G3, 4, 5, 6 flights Sleep tight, we sex again in the morning Your breasteses is my breakfast We goin in, we be all night We be all night, love, love We be all night, love, love Im never tired, never tired I been sippin, thats the only thing Thats keepin me on fire, we on fire Didnt mean to spill that liquor all on my attire Ive been drinkin, watermelon I want your body right here Daddy, I want you, right now Cant keep your eyes off my fatty Daddy, I want you We be all night, love, love We be all night, love, love

I cant stop-op-op-op I cant stop This is something like the Holocaust Millions of our people lost Bow our heads and pray to the Lord Til I die, Ima fucking ball Now who gon stop me? Who gon stop me, huh? Who gon stop me? Who gon stop me, huh? Black cards, black cars, black on black, black broads Whole lotta money in a black bag Black strap: you know what thats for Who gon stop me, huh? Who gon stop me, huh? Yeah, who gon stop me? No brakes, I need State Farm So many watches, I need eight arms One neck but got eight charms Who gon stop me, huh? Niggas talking, they bitch-made, ixnay off my dicksnay That’s Pig Latin, itch-bay; who gon stop me, huh? Last night ain’t go so well, got kicked up out the hotel Got a little freaky like Marvin Albert, "Yes!" Tell Howard Cosell You just a commentator if you getting paper Everybody I know from the hood got common haters In some relations, you just supposed to say none Heard she fucked the doorman Well, that’s cool, I fucked the waitress Heard Yeezy was racist, well, I guess that’s on one basis I only like green faces This is something like the Holocaust Millions of our people lost Bow our heads and pray to the Lord Til I die, Ima fucking ball Now who gon stop me? Who gon stop me, huh? Who gon stop me? Who gon stop me, huh? Black cards, black cars, black on black, black broads Whole lotta money in a black bag Black strap: you know what thats for Yall weed purple, my money purple Yall Steve Urkel, I’m Oprahs circle I wrote the verse that I hope will hurt you Who gon stop me, huh? Beat the odds, beat the Feds It wouldn’t be wise to bet against the kid Start me broke, I bet I get rich Night shift: six to six Give me one shot, one pot I’ll show up in all white, wearin no socks No ceiling, new coupe They know I’m a dope boy, they don’t have no proof I’m three steps removed, I know how to move Its looking like I don’t know how to lose I’m winning again, I’m at the Wynn I’m at the table, I’m gamblin Lucky lefty, I expect a seven I went through hell, I’m expectin heaven I’m owed, cause Im dough, and I stuck to the G-code I’m here, oh yeah, I promise I ain’t going nowhere Okay, here, like a hare, like a rabbit, I like karats I’m allergic to havin bunny ears, like broke, like nope Like ha, I ain’t no joke I can’t be stopped, like nope, like nope Extend the beat, Noah , uh Two seats in the 911, uh No limit on the Black Card, uh Told yall I was gonna go H·A·M, uh Til the ocean was my backyard, uh No lies in my verses, hey Please pardon all the curses, hey Shit gotta come in some way, fuck When youre growing up worthless, uh Middle finger to my old life, uh Special shoutout to my old head, uh If it wasn’t for your advice, uh A nigga would have been so dead, uh Im living life til these niggas kill me Turn this up if you niggas feel me I’m riding dirty, tryna get filthy Pablo Picasso, Rothkos, Rilkes Graduated to the MoMA And I did all of this without a diploma Graduated from the corner Yall can play me for a muthafuckin fool if you wanna Street-smart and I’m book-smart Coulda been a chemist cause I cook smart Only thing that can stop me is me, hey And I’ma stop when the hook start, hol up This is something like the Holocaust Millions of our people lost Bow our heads and pray to the Lord Til I die, Ima fucking ball Now who gon stop me? Who gon stop me, huh? Who gon stop me? Who gon stop me, huh? Black cards, black cars, black on black, black broads Whole lotta money in a black bag Black strap: you know what thats for

Yeah, and we G.O.O.D Keep talkin about this shit but whatever We can go back and forth all day Lit for your love baby, lit for your love Lit for your love baby, lit for your love Lit for your love baby, lit for your love Lit for your love baby Thats that dont play! Whuh! Thats that new Ye People sayin Im the closest thing to Mike since Janet, whuh! Tom Cruise, homie, we jumpin up on them couches Thats a fresh house, is that a guest house? Your house got another house? Your bitch got a bitch, your spouse got another spouse Young Walt Disney, Ima tell you truthfully If you leave Mickey you gon end up with a Goofy I imagine thats what Chris told Karrueche Girls be actin like its diamonds in they coochie I dont give a fuck, I dont give a fuck But cops chokin niggas out in the media We finna have to protest and tear the city up We bout to tear this whole place up, pretty much And you know its all your fault Nobody, nobody, nobody, babe You know its all your fault Nobody, nobody, nobody, but me Lit for your love baby, lit for your love Lit for your love baby, lit for your love Lit for your love baby, lit for your love Lit for your love baby Hoe, we done made it through hell and disaster My crib done got bigger, my women got badder You wonderin, "How do you get in the game?" Im wonderin, "How do I get to the rafters?" Oh boy, Im mad until these records gettin shattered Til Im MJ or Magic, ooh, and she just want the status So, you the man she got, but Im the man that she been after She done sent so many naked pics, my phone aint got no data I walk off in New York like my name Derek Jeter Headed home to the D where you know I keep a Gina Im the good with the evil; fuck you, nice to meet you You cant have a peace sign, man, without the middle finger With the clique when you see us, thats my family to me Thats my family tree, theyre my arms, legs, hands, and my feet And I cant cut them off with even diabetes Hit the beat and kerosene it; scratch that, I white sheet it A 100 dollar fade every single time you see us Been a king all my life so I shoulda got a Caesar Somewhere off in Vegas rollin dice up at the Caesars Got me thinkin back bout how I used to roll to Little Caesars Piece of pizza with Tanisha now Im with a Boniqua She finna blow at that I got your dream girl, yeah, she actin like a hoe at that Throw her to me, Ima throw that back Top spot, Im finna go at that Lit for your love baby, lit for your love Lit for your love baby, lit for your love Lit for your love baby, lit for your love Lit for your love baby Hoe, you gotta move quick World in my hands, I aint gotta loose grip I dont like loose pussy or loose lips And I done did the impossible a few times, Tom Cruise shit Hoe, and I aint satisfied bein on that top five list I aint satisfied until Im on that all-time list Til everything I spit is all timeless My girl on that all fine list My life a little luck, a lot of grind, bitch! No "maybe," hoe, I gotta make it Fuck your nomination; man, fuck the world Im repopulatin, wrap my Rollie round my waist Yeah, times a-wastin Niggas want the comma-comma-combination Long as Im around, its gon be dot-dot-dot, a lot of waitin Got my pinky on her brain while Im gettin brain Plottin world domination, people ask me how to make it Im just like "man, if you want the crown, bitch, you gotta take it" Straight up

Ayy, ya heard about the good news? Yall sleeping on me, huh? Had a good snooze? Wake up, nigga, wake up We bout to get this paper Money never made me Make me do something? Nah, cant make me Even if the money low, cant pay me Even if the money low, cant play me Ayy, ya heard about the good news? Yall sleeping on me, huh? Had a good snooze? Wake up, nigga, wake up We bout to get this paper Pablo bought a Rolie and a rottweiler Seem like the more fame, I only got wilder Hands up, we just doing what the cops taught us Hands up, we just doing what the cops taught us Ive been outta my mind a long time Ive been outta my mind a long time I be saying how I feel at the wrong time Money come when you want but Im on time Ayy, ya heard about the good news? Yall sleeping on me, huh? Had a good snooze? Wake up, nigga, wake up We bout to get this paper I can’t let these people play me Name one genius that aint crazy Follow our father You borrow our motto Im a Chicago south sider Im a Chicago south sider Ayy, ya heard about the good news? Yall sleeping on your boy, had a good snooze? Wake up, nigga, wake up Its time to get the paper Ive been outta my mind a long time Ive been outta my mind a long time I know, I know, I shouldn’t even bother With all these gossiping, no-pussy-getting bloggers Fashion show in Gotham, I need another costume PETA mad cause I made a jacket outta possum Awesome, Steve Jobs mixed with Steve Austin Rich slave in the fabric store picking cotton If Hov J then every Jordan need a Rodman Man, Jay, they dont really want no problems Driving in the same car that they killed Pac in Driving in the same urrr that they killed Pac in Hands up, we just doing what the cops taught us Hands up, hands up, then the cops shot us Hold on, hold on, hold on Wait a second, everybody here, Im the ghetto Oprah You know what that mean? You get a fur! You get a fur! You get a jet! You get a jet! Big booty bitch for you! Woo!

This that rap god shit nigga I rip every one of these mothafuckas down, ayy Rah, rah, rah Rah, rah Closed eyes, see things Fire up, tweaking You in my freak dreams You in my freak dreams Bad bitch, you dig that Get stacks, drive cars Whip out, bitch out Tits out, oh shit My dick out, can she suck it right now? Fuck, can she fuck right now? I done asked twice now Can you bring your price down? Lil Boosie with the wipe down A little woozy but Im nice now What the fuck right now? What the fuck right now? What the, what the fuck right now? What if we fuck right now? What if we fucked right in the middle Of this mothafuckin dinner table? What if we fucked at this Vogue party? Would we be the life of the whole party? Shut down the whole party Would everybody start fuckin? Would everybody start fuckin? Would everybody start fuckin? They dont want nothin You mothafuckas livin like half of your level, half of your life I smack her on her ass if she ghetto, I aint gon lie We be in the bathroom fuckin like "Baby, dont get too loud!" I can, I can see it, yeah Hey, I want it right now Ball on them niggas, get heated and shot down You get hit with the pie now Rolls with killa money nigga get by now Right now, right now Im with niggas that have been to Versailles now Side now, slide down

W-W-W-What is it? Twenty-plus years of selling Johnson & Johnson I started out as a baby-faced monster No wonder theres diaper rash on my conscience My teething ring was numbed by the nonsense Gem Star razor and a dinner plate Arm & Hammer and a Mason jar, thats my dinner date Then crack the window in the kitchen, let it ventilate Cause I let it sizzle on the stove like a Minute Steak Nigga, I was crack in the school zone Two beepers on me, Starter jacket that was two-toned Four lockers, four different bitches got their mule on Black Ferris Bueller, cutting school with his jewels on Couldnt do wrong with a chest full of chains and a arm full of watches What I sell for pain in the hood, Im a doctor Zhivago, tried to fight the urge Like Ivan Drago, "If he dies, he dies" Like Doughboy to Tre, if he rides, he rides Throwing punches in his room, if he cries, he cries We dont drink away the pain when a nigga die We add a link to the chain, inscribe a nigga name in your flesh We playin on a higher game of chess Once you delegate his bills, who gon fuck his bitch the best? A million megapixels of the Pyrex Started on the scale, digital, my only Timex Nigga, this is timeless, simply cause its honest Pure as the fumes that be fuckin with my sinus Nigga, this is Simon Says, Simon, red Blood on your diamonds til you dying – dead, yuugh! "You better change what comes out your speaker" "You better change, ch-ch-change" "Dee-dee-dee, dah-dee, dah-dee, dee-dee, dah-dee, day-ah" You wanna see a dead body? Instrumentals from my mommas Christmas party Troubles on my mind I still smell crime, my little brother crying Smokers repeatedly buying my Sega Genesis Either that or my auntie was stealing it Hit the pipe and start feeling it Ooh, wee, cut me some slack, weed never did that This was different, geez, Louise, please help me relax Quantum physics could never show you the world I was in When I was ten, back when nine ounces had got you ten And nine times out of ten, niggas dont pay attention And when its tension in the air, nines come with extensions My daddy turned a quarter-piece to a four and a half Took a L, started selling soap fiends bubble bath Broke his nails misusing his pinky to treat his nose Shirt buttoned open, taco meat laying on his gold I said, "Daddy, one day, Ima get you right with thirty-six zips One thousand grams of cocaine, then your name will be rich Now you can rock it up or sell it soft as leather interior Drop some ice cubes in it, Deebo on perimeter" He said, "Son, how come you think you be my connect?" I said, "Pops, your ass is washed up, with all due respect" He said, "Well, nigga, then show me how it all makes sense" Go figure, motherfucker, every verse is a brick Your son dope, nigga! Now reap what you sowed, nigga! I was born in 87, my granddaddy a legend Now the same shit that yall was smoking is my profession Lets get it "You better change what comes out your speaker" "You better change ch-change, ch-change, ch-change, cha-ange" "You better change what comes out your speaker" "Th-Th-Th-Th-They must be on the dick of who?" "Th-Th-Th-Th-They must be on the dick of who?"

Theres a field with angels movin around me I just worship thee, for all hes done for me Its a new day, I have been born again Ive been born again, Ive been born again In His spirit, and His name, Im sanctified! Lord I testify, hes right by my side I believe it be, His word is so clear to me Yeah, yeah All I wants a hundred million dollars and a bad bitch Plus that paper chasin, it done turn me to a savage Groupies in the lobby, they just tryna get established God, Ive been guilty, fornicatin from my status All I wanted was a hundred million dollars and a bad bitch Plus that paper chasin, it had turned me to a savage Groupies in the lobby they just tryna get established God, Ive been guilty, fornicatin from my status Niggas be lovin the old Ye They sayin the new Ye, that nigga be spazzin But when Ali turn up and be Ali You cant ever change that nigga back to Cassius So you can gon and make up lies, but Im so sanctified I dont sweat it, wipe my forehead with a handkerchief And wash my sins in the blood of Jesus H!eople sayin, "Ye we need another Yeezus" H!ames try to tell me, "Cut the wildin out, out" But who the fuck is you reachin? Pass me 30 bottles, champagne procession Thats that Holy water, sanctified refreshments God sent me a message, said Im too aggressive Really!? Me!? Too aggressive!? I can feel his blessings wash away my sins Im sanctified and, I have been born again Now I proclaim, hallowed be thy name Ohhh All I wants a hundred million dollars and a bad bitch Plus that paper chasin, it done turn me to a savage Groupies in the lobby, they just tryna get established God, Ive been guilty, fornicatin from my status Keys to my success, I get new keys and new address Bitches that I date dont get degrees but they can dress Fellatios amazin, make grilled cheese for you, the best Major cult figure, Im the fresh David Koresh Soldiers all in gators, new Mercedes for cadets Balmain uniform, you know Donda designed the vest Double M, that be the Army, better yet, the Navy Baby seen me in that Wraith, wanna have my baby All I wanted was a hundred million dollars and a bad bitch Now I want two hundred and ménage in my palace Walkin out the jeweler with no mothafuckin balance Somewhere in Jamaica Im still holdin on my chalice Rims on my Ferrari, my bitch said that I was childish Til I fuck a girl, that girl tweeted that I was stylish When we fucked again, she told me "That was just some foul shit" I walk into the room, you can even hear all the silence I can feel his blessings wash away my sins Im sanctified and, I have been born again Now I proclaim, hallowed be thy name Ohhh

Believe it or not Believe it or not Make no mistake, girl, I still love you Make no mistake, girl, I still love you Make no mistake, girl, I still love you Make no mistake, girl, I still love you Take the top off, let the sun come in Whoa, for all my dogs that stayed down, we up again Oh, I got dirt on my name, I got white on my beard I had debt on my books, its been a shaky-ass year Let me make this clear, so all yall see I dont take advice from people less successful than me Hah? Aint no love lost, but the gloves off And we up in this bitch until they turn the club off Had to tell the dogs, "Turn the snubs off" Plus they already mad that the Cubs lost These two wrongsll right you I was too grown in high school The true soul of Ice Cube Too close to snipe you, truth told, I like you Too bold to type you, too rich to fight you Calm down, you light skin Make no mistake, girl, I still love you Make no mistake, girl, I still love you Make no mistake, girl, I still love you Make no mistake, girl, I still love you Make no mistake, girl, I still love you Make no mistake, girl, I still love you

When it comes to being true, at least true to me One thing Ive found, one thing I found Oh no, youll 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 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, Ive been here from the start I seen them put it together, watched them take it apart Seen the Rovers roll up with ribbons I seen them re-pod, re-sold, then re-driven So when I reload, he holds number one position When you hot, Im hot And when your feet cold, mines is sizzling Its plain to see, niggas cant fuck with me cause Ima be that nigga for life This is not an image, this is God-given This is hard-livin, mixed with Cristal sippin Its the most consistent, Hov Give you the most hits you can fit inside a whole disc and Nigga Im home on these charts, yall niggas visitin Its Hov tradition, Jeff Gordon of rap Im back to claim pole position, holla at ya boy When it comes to being true, at least true to me One thing Ive found, one thing I found Oh no, youll 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 for my grandfather who took my mama Made her sit in that seat where white folks aint want us to eat At the tender age of 6, she was arrested for the sit-ins And with that in my blood I was born to be different Now niggas cant make it to ballots to choose leadership But we can make it to Jacobs and to the dealership Thats why I hear new music and I just dont be feelin it Racisms still alive, they just be concealin it But I know they dont want me in the damn club They even made me show ID to get inside of Sams Club I done did dirt and went to church to get my hands scrubbed Swear Ive been baptized least three or four times But in the land where niggas praise Yukons and getting paid Its gonna take a lot more than coupons to get us saved Like it take a lot more than doo rags to get you waves Nothing sad as that day my girls father passed away So I promised to Mr. Rainey Im gonna marry your daughter And you know I gotta thank you for the way that she was brought up And I know that you were smiling when you see the car I bought her You sent tears from heaven when you seen my car get balled up But I cant complain what the accident did to my left eye Cause look what an accident did to Left Eye First Aaliyah now Romeo must die I know I got angels watching me from the other side When it comes to being true, at least true to me One thing Ive found, one thing I found Oh no, youll 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 We are all here for a reason on a particular path You dont need a curriculum to know that youre a part of the math Cats think Im delirious but Im so damn serious Thats why I expose my soul to the globe; the world Im trying to make it better for these little boys and girls Im not just another individual My spirit is a part of this thats why I get spiritual But I get my hymns from Him So its not me, its He thats lyrical Im not a miracle, Im a heaven-sent instrument My rhythmatic regiment navigates melodic notes For your soul and your mental Thats why Im instrumental, vibrations is what Im into Yeah I need my loot by rent day But that aint what gives me the heart of Kunta Kinte Im trying to get us "us free" like Cinque I cant stop, thats why Im hot Determination, dedication, motivation Im talking to you of my many inspirations When I say I cant let you or self-down If I were on the highest cliff, on the highest riff And if you slipped off the side and clinched on to your life In my grip, I would never ever let you down And when these words are found Let it be known that Gods penmanship has been signed With a language called love Thats why my breath is felt by the deaf And while my words are heard and confined to the ears of the blind I too dream in color and in rhyme So I guess Im one of a kind in a full house Cause whenever I open my heart, my soul or my mouth A touch of God reigns out 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, youll never let me down Get up, I get, get up, I get Get up, I get, get up, I get Get up, I get, get up, I get down Who else you know been hot this long? Started from nothing but he got this strong Built the Roc from a pebble, peddled rock before I met you Pedaled bikes, got my nephews pedal bikes because they special Let you tell it, man, Im falling Well, somebody must have caught him Cause every fourth quarter, I like to Mike Jordan 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, Im here to stay Yall can save the chitter chat, this and that This is Jay, dissing Jay will get you maced When I start spitting them lyrics niggas get very religious Six Hail Marys, Please Father forgive us Young the archbishop, the Pope John Paul of yall niggas The way yall all follow Jigga Hovs a living legend and Ill tell you why Everybody wanna be Hov and Hovs still alive

Infrared, yeah, you know what I mean? Infrared, yeah, you know what I mean? The games fucked up Niggas’ beats is bangin, nigga, ya hooks did it The lyric pennin equal the Trumps winnin’ The bigger question is how the Russians did it It was written like Nas, but it came from Quentin At the mercy of a game where the codes is missin When the CEOs blinded by the glow its different Believe in myself and the Coles and Kendricks Let the sock puppets play in their roles and gimmicks Shit, remember Will Smith won the first Grammy? And they aint even recognize Hov until "Annie" So I dont tap dance for the crackers and sing Mammy Cause Im ’posed to juggle these flows and nose candy Ferrari, my 40th, blew the candles out Tom Brady’d you niggas, I had to scramble out They be ridin these waves, I pulled my sandals out Jefe Latin my Grammy, I went the Spanish route Oh, now it’s okay to kill Baby? Niggas looked at me crazy like I really killed a baby Salute Ross cause the message was pure He see what I see when you see Wayne on tour Flash without the fire Another multi-platinum rapper trapped and cant retire Niggas get exposed, I see the cracks and Im the liar? Shit, I’ve been exposed, I took the crack and built the wire Now who do you admire? Your rap songs is all tryin my patience Them prices aint real without inflation I done flew it, I done grew it, been a conduit Moynat bags on my bitches, I done blew it See through it, neck, igloo it Habla en español, I "y tu" it Let Steven talk streamin and Shazam numbers Ill ensure that you gettin every gram from us Lets cram numbers, easily The only rapper sold more dope than me was Eazy-E How could you ever right these wrongs When you dont even write your songs? But let us all play along We all know what niggas for real been waitin on Push I do, so, yeah Infrared, yeah, you know what I mean? Infrared, yeah, you know what I mean? Infrared, yeah, you know what I mean? Infrared, yeah, you know what I mean? Im gone, Im gone, you hear me? Im gone

Find your dreams come true And I wonder if you know What it means, what it means And I wonder if you know What it means, what it means And I wonder if you know What it means to find your dreams And I wonder Ive been waiting on this my whole life These dreams be waking me up at night You say I think Im never wrong You know what? Maybe youre right, aight? And I wonder if you know What it means what it means And I wonder if you know What it means to find your dreams And I wonder You say he get on your fucking nerves You hope that he get what he deserves—word! Do you even remember what the issue is? You just trying to find where the tissue is You can still be who you wish you is It aint happen yet, and thats what intuition is When you hop back in the car Drive back to the crib, run back to their arms The smokescreens, the chokes and the screams You ever wonder what it all really means? And I wonder if you know What it means, what it means And I wonder if you know What it means to find your dreams And I wonder And Im back on my grind A psychic read my lifeline, told me in my lifetime My name would help light up the Chicago skyline And thats why Im Seven oclock, thats primetime Heavenll watch, God calling from the hotlines Why he keep giving me hot lines? Im a star, how could I not shine? How many ladies in the house? How many ladies in the house without a spouse? Something in your blouse got me feeling so aroused What you about? On that independent shit Trade it all for a husband and some kids You ever wonder what it all really mean? You wonder if youll ever find your dreams?

I think I just fell in love with a pornstar Turn the camera on, she a born star Turn the corners in a foreign car Call the coroners, do the CPR She gave that old nigga a ulcer Her bittersweet taste made his gold teeth ache, uh Make her knees shake, make a priest faint, uh Make a nun cum, make her cremate, uh Move downtown, cop a sweet space, uh Livin life like we won the sweepstakes, what? We headed to hell for Heavens sakes, huh Well, Ima levitate, make the devil wait, yeah Have you lost your mind? Tell me when you think we crossed the line No more drugs for me, pussy and religion is all I need Grab my hand and baby, well live a hell of a life Never in your wildest dreams Never in your wildest dreams, in your wildest You could hear the loudest screams Comin from inside the screen, you a wild bitch Tell me what I gotta do to be that guy Said her price go down, she ever fuck a black guy Or do anal, or do a gangbang Its kinda crazy thats all considered the same thing Well, I guess a lotta niggas do gangbang And if we run trains, we all in the same gang Runaway slaves all on a chain gang Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang Have you lost your mind? Tell me when you think we crossed the line No more drugs for me, pussy and religion is all I need Grab my hand and baby, well live a hell of a life One day, Im gon marry a pornstar Well have a big-ass crib and a long yard Well have a mansion and some fly maids Nothin to hide, we both screwed the bridesmaids She wanna roleplay til I roll over Ima need a whole day, at least roll doja What party is we goin to on Oscar day? specially if she cant get that dress from Oscar de La Renta, they wouldnt rent her, they couldnt take the shame Snatched the dress off her back and told her, "Get away" How could you say they live they life wrong? When you never fuck with the lights on Fuck with the lights Fuck with the, with the lights on Fuck with the lights Fuck with the, with the lights on Fuck with the lights on With the, with the lights on Fuck with the lights Fuck with the, with the lights on Fuck, fuck with the lights Fuck with the, with the lights on Fuck with the lights Fuck with the, with the lights on Have you lost your mind? Tell me when you think we crossed the line No more drugs for me, pussy and religion is all I need Grab my hand and baby, well live a hell of a life I think I fell in love with a pornstar And got married in the bathroom Honeymoon on the dance floor And got divorced by the end of the night Thats one hell of a life

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

1985 white Lamborghini Countach, two of em I need a slow motion video right now Cause Im movin in slow motion, slow motion Feelin like Hype Williams shootin a nigga Shootin a nigga, hey, hey, hey I need a slow motion video right now, ay, ay Damn, baby, pussy cant be your only hustle Unless you bad as Naomi Russell I mean a lot of niggas got money So basically, Russell aint the only Russell Russell Brand, Russell Crowe Zero, zero, zero, zero, a whole lot of Os What you after, actor money? You in line behind currency, yeah, you after money Bulletproof condom when Im in these hoes Got staples on my dick, why? Fuckin centerfolds And I swear to God they so cold Got a nigga in Miami wearing winter clothes I got my fur on, feelin like Jerome She got her fur too, we get our his and her on Dont look at the jewelry, or get your blur on Too close, you comatose, so dope, you overdose Get back, you overclose, oh no The hood was strugglin but then I blessed them with that Polo Niggas was making music and then my first solo Collo Drolo, sponsored by Manolo She got Zeppi Notos ready for some photos Yeah and Im cold, bitch, please try to keep the door closed Lanvin thousand-dollar tee with no logos Let me show you what I see when my eyes closed Take it how you want til a nigga dead Til then, Im the illest motherfucker alive Yeah, yeah, uh-huh Whole world aiming at a nigga head Because Im the illest motherfucker alive Yeah, yeah, uh-huh, hol up King Hov, Im exactly what the fuck you think Eleven in a row, Bill Russell rings Michael Jordan swag, yall think Michael Jordan bad Nigga, I got five more rings than Michael Jordan had Elvis has left the building, now Im on the Beatles ass Niggas hear Watch the Throne, yeah, its like the Beatles back Bey-Bey my Yoko Ono, Rih-Rih complete the family Imagine how thats gon look front row at the Grammys Fuck your awards like Eddie Murphys couch The Roc is in the building, we should have stayed in the house I dont even know what we doing here Seems to me a complete waste of gear Just a fuckin waste of time, a complete waste of bottles Niggas fashion is weak, they be wastin all the models Got the oversized Rollie, let me show thee how to do it When I say it then you see it, it aint only in the music Basquiats, Warhols, serving as my muses My house like a museum so I see em when Im peeing Usually you have this much taste, you European Thats the end of that way of thinking, nigga, never again Know when to leave when the heat is coming, I learnt that This is where DeNiro would be if he aint turn back Fuck Sosa, this Hova, this is real life This is what the ending of Scarface should feel like I need a slow motion video right now Cause Im movin in slow motion, slow motion Feelin like Hype Williams shootin a nigga Shootin a nigga, hey, hey, hey I need a slow motion video right now Ay, ay

God is My light in darkness, oh God, God is He, He is my all and all God is Everything that hath breath praise the Lord Worship Christ with the best of your portions I know I wont forget all Hes done Hes the strength in this race that I run Every time I look up, I see Gods faithfulness And it shows just how much He is miraculous I cant keep it to myself, I cant sit here and be still Everybody, I will tell til the whole world is healed King of Kings, Lord of Lords, all the things He has in store From the rich to the poor, all are welcome through the door You wont ever be the same when you call on Jesus name Listen to the words Im sayin, Jesus saved me, now Im sane And I know, I know God is the force that picked me up I know Christ is the fountain that filled my cup I know God is alive, yeah He has opened up my vision Giving me a revelation This aint bout a dead religion Jesus brought a revolution All the captives are forgiven Time to break down all the prisons Every man, every woman There is freedom from addiction Jesus, You have my soul Sunday Service on a roll All my idols, let em go All the demons, let em know This a mission, not a show This is my eternal soul This my kids, this the crib This my wife, this my life This my God-given right Thank You, Jesus, won the fight Thats what God is Thats what God is Thats what God is

Diamonds are forever They wont leave in the night Ive no fear that they might Desert me Diamonds are forever Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe Diamonds are forever The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, 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 Ive realized that Ive arrived Cause it take more than a magazine to kill my Vibe "Does he write his own rhymes?" Well, sort of, I think em That mean I forgot better shit than you ever thought of "Damn, is he really that caught up?" I ask, if you talkin about classics, do my name get brought up? I remember I couldnt 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 Spoil yourself, thats important If your stripper name "Porsche" and you get tips from many men Then your fat friend, her nickname is "Minivan" Excuse me, thats just the Henny, man I smoke, I drink, Im supposed to stop, I cant, because— Diamonds are forever Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe Diamonds are forever The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? I was sick about awards, couldnt nobody cure me Only playa that got robbed but kept all his jewelry Alicia Keys tried to talk some sense in him Thirty minutes later seein theres no convincin him What more could you ask for? The international asshole Who complain 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 wouldnt 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 yall to pronounce my name Its Kanye, but some of my plaques, they still say "Kayne" Got family in the D, Kin-folk from Motown Back in the Chi, them Folks aint from Moe Town Life movin too fast, I need to slow down Girl aint give me no ass, you need to go down My father been said I need Jesus So he took me to church and let the water wash over my caesar The preacher said we need leaders Right then, my body got still like a paraplegic You know who you call; you got a message, then leave it The Roc stand tall and you would never believe it Take your diamonds and throw em up like you bulimic Yeah, 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&Rs lookin like, "Pssh, we messed up." Grammy night, damn right, we got dressed up Bottle after bottle til we got messed up In the studio with Really Doe, yeah, he next up People askin me if Im gon give my chain back Thatll 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 "Whats up with you and Jay, man? Are yall okay, man?" They pray for the death of our dynasty like "Amen" R-r-r-r-right here stands a man With the power to make a diamond with his bare hands Diamonds are forever Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe Diamonds are forever The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Diamonds are forever Diamonds are forever

Down the chimney, he will come With his great big smile And youll find that even the kiddies Are swingin in the latest style Oh, oh, oh What is Santa bringing? Oh, oh, oh Gnignirb atnaS si tahw? It feels so good, it should cost Bought a alligator, I aint talkin Lacoste Made me say, "Ugh, uh" Like a mix of Master P and Rick Ross, uh-uh She seem to make me always feel like a boss, uh-uh She said Im in the wrong hole, I said Im lost, uh-uh She said Im goin too fast, Im exhausted Now drop to your knees for the offerin This the theme song of something wrong Might need an intervention for this new dimension Thats too new to mention, or fit in a sentence If I get locked up, I wont finish the sent— Oh, oh, oh What is Santa bringing? Oh, oh, oh Gnignirb atnaS si tahw? Gettin loose while Im rollin through, see me roll out Watch you surf, hit the coast, and this feelin, I got Plenty of ventures for the evenin, we go journey, we off From the light to guide us home, we in the moment, oh-oh Such a lost boy, caught up in the darkest I had Whats the cost, boy? Losin everything that I had She been on me, boy, less you got somethin to tell Sittin, waitin for me slippin, yeah, Ill see you in hell Tell the cougar get up off me, no, my soul aint for sale All the evils in the world, they keepin on me for real I really hope the Lord heard me, we all live in sin Kids See Ghosts off the ropes, Ric Flair on your bitch Now this the theme song, this the theme song The put the beams on, get your, get your dream on But you dont hear me though, drama: we let it go Watch the guitars roll, but let your friends know Oh, oh, oh What is Santa bringing? Oh, oh, oh What is Santa bringing? Just do that and then let the music do somethin, and then do that again, thatd be enough for a record I mean, you only want two and a half minutes if you can get it, you know, three minutes max—

Uhh, uhh, uhh You ready, B? Lets go get em Look for me! Young, B, cruisin down the Westside Highway Doin what we like to do, our way Eyes behind shades This necklace the reason all of my dates been blind dates But today I got my thoroughest girl with me Im mashin the gas, shes grabbin the wheel, its trippy How hard she rides with me, the new Bobby and Whitney Only time we dont speak is during Sex and the City She gets Carrie fever, but soon as the shows over Shes right back to being my soldier ‘Cause mamis a rider and Im a roller Put us together, how they gon stop both us? Whatever she lacks Im right over her shoulder When Im off track, mami is keepin me focused So lets lock this down like its supposed to be The 03 Bonnie and Clyde: Hov and B holla All I need in this life of sin is me and my girlfriend Down to ride til the very end, is me and my boyfriend All I need in this life of sin is me and my girlfriend Down to ride til the very end, is me and my boyfriend The problem is, you dudes treat the one that you lovin With the same respect that you treat the one that you humpin That aint bout nothin If ever you mad about somethin It wont be that, oh no, it wont be that I dont be at places where we comfy at With no be-atch, oh no, you wont see that And no, I aint perfect Nobody walkin this earths surface is But girlfriend, work with the kid I keep you workin that Hermès Birkin bag Manolo Blahnik Timbs, Aviator lens 600 drops, hercedes Benz The only time you wear Burberry to swim And I dont have to worry, only worry is him She do anything necessary for him And I do anything necessary for her So dont let the necessary occur, yep! All I need in this life of sin is me and my girlfriend Down to ride til the very end, is me and my boyfriend All I need in this life of sin is me and my girlfriend Down to ride til the very end, is me and my boyfriend If I was your girlfriend Ill be there for you, if somebody hurts you Even if that somebody was me Yeah-hee Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be And so I put this on my life Nobody or nothing will ever come between us And I promise Ill give my life My love and my trust if you was my boyfriend Put this on my life The air that I breathe in, all that I believe in I promise Ill give my life My love and my trust if you was my boyfriend All I need in this life of sin is me and my girlfriend Down to ride til the very end, is me and my boyfriend All I need in this life of sin is me and my girlfriend Down to ride til the very end, is me and my boyfriend

Diamonds are forever They are all I need to please me They can stimulate and tease me They wont leave in the night Ive no fear that they might desert me Diamonds are forever Forever, forever Diamonds are forever Forever, forever Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Good mornin, this aint 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 aint talkin about the ones that be glowin, Im talkin about Roc-a-Fella, my home My chain, these aint conflict diamonds Is they, Jacob? Dont lie to me, mane See, a part of me sayin keep shinin How when I know what a blood diamond is? Though its 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 heres the conflict Its in a black person soul to rock that gold Spend your whole life tryna get that ice On a Polo rugby, it look so nice How can somethin so wrong make me feel so right? Right? Fore I beat myself up like Ike You can still throw your Roc-a-Fella diamond tonight, because Diamonds are forever Forever, forever Diamonds are forever Forever, forever Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Uh People askin me is Im gon give my chain back Thatll be the same day I give the game back You know the next question, dawg, "Yo, where Dame at?" This track the Indian dance that bring our rain back "Whats up with you and Jay, man? Are yall okay, man?" Yup I got it from here, Ye, damn The chain remains, the gang is intact The name is mine, Ill take blame for that The pressures on, but guess who aint gon crack? Haha, pardon me, I had to laugh at that How could you falter when youre the Rock of Gibraltar? I had to get off the boat so I could walk on water This aint no tall 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 Im guessin I can sell CDs Im not a businessman; Im a business, man! Let me handle my business, damn Kanyeez you got me, Freeway then Foxy YGs, Teairra Mari, Peedi watch me Bleek could be one hit away his whole career As long as Im alive hes a millionaire And even if I die hes in my will somewhere So he could just kick back and chill somewhere, oh yeah He dont even have to write rhymes The Dynasty like my money: last three lifetimes Shirley Basseys in the rear, sayin exactly What I been sayin practically my whole career The diamond is forever, Ive been minin this forever Now the Louis Vuitton Dons timin couldnt be better People lined up to see the Titanic sinkin Instead we rose up from the ash like a phoenix If youre waitin for the end of the Dynasty sign It would seem like forever is a mighty long time Im Young, bitches! Hahahahaha Good night!

Ayo I wanna talk, I wanna call you and talk I wanna walk to your front door and knock After I start my vehicle Drive to your city cause we live an hour apart Land at your driveway and put it in park Then do the third line of this verse Then back to my house and we pack up our bikes And we ride through the park, chase the sun God, thats all I want, other than air Oxygen and financial freedom, yeah I want your company, I need your company I want you to want from me I cant maneuver without you next to me Its so complex to me What do you need? Do you need bread? Do you need this? Do you need a hug? Do you need to be alone? I could wrap this up and get the fuck away instead What is your wish? It can be granted Youre number one, one on my list, see, I am Santa Where is Rudolph? Youre parasitic I do not have self-control I am startin to wonder Is this my free will or yours? Im your puppet, you control me Im your puppet, I dont know me Im your puppet You control me Im your puppet Im lonely Cause Im your puppet You control me Im your puppet I dont know Im your puppet You control me You lost, son, and youve been tryna find your way to me Ayy, to me, hes on somethin that I hate to see A to Z, nah son, Im gonna take a breathe Run a thon, I just stop and Ima take the breathe ...on a... ...on a... First, light the weed First... First... First... First... Breathe on a song Breathe on a song Breathe on a song But at some point, you come to your senses

I wanna scream so loud for you, cause Im so proud of you Let me tell you what Im about to do I know I act a fool but, I promise you Im goin back to school I appreciate what you allowed for me I just want you to be proud of me I wanna tell the whole world about a friend of mine This little light of mine and Im finna let it shine Im finna take yall back to them better times Im finna talk about my mama if yall dont mind I was three years old when you and I moved to the Chi Late December, harsh winter gave me a cold You fixed me up something that was good for my soul Famous homemade chicken soup, can I have another bowl? You work late nights just to keep on the lights Mommy got me training wheels so I could keep on my bike And you would give anything in this world Michael Jackson leather and a glove, but didnt give me a curl And you never put no man over me And I love you for that, mommy, cant you see? Seven years old, caught you with tears in your eyes Cause a nigga cheatin, telling you lies, then I started to cry As we knelt on the kitchen floor I said mommy Ima love you til you dont hurt no more And when Im older, you aint gotta work no more And Ima get you that mansion that we couldnt afford See youre unbreakable, unmistakable Highly capable, lady thats makin loot A livin legend too, just look at what heaven do Send us an angel, and I thank you I wanna scream so loud for you, cause Im so proud of you Let me tell you what Im about to do I know I act a fool but, I promise you Im goin back to school I appreciate what you allowed for me I just want you to be proud of me Forrest Gump mama said, "Life is like a box of chocolates" My mama told me go to school, get your doctorate Somethin to fall back on, you could profit with But still supported me when I did the opposite Now I feel like its things I gotta get Things I gotta do, just to prove to you You was getting through, can the choir, please Give me a verse of "You Are So Beautiful To Me" Cant you see, youre like a book of poetry Maya Angelou, Nikki Giovanni, turn one page and theres my mommy Come on mommy just dance wit me, let the whole world see your dancing feet Now when I say Hey, yall say, Mama, now everybody answer me I wanna scream so loud for you, cause Im so proud of you Let me tell you what Im about to do I know I act a fool but, I promise you Im goin back to school I appreciate what you allowed for me I just want you to be proud of me I guess it also depends though if my ends low Second, they get up you gon get that Benzo Tint the windows, ride around the city and let ya friends know Tell your job you gotta fake em out Since you brought me in this world, let me take you out To a restaurant, upper echelon Ima 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 dont gotta be Mothers Day, or your birthday For me to just call and say: I wanna scream so loud for you, cause Im so proud of you Let me tell you what Im about to do You know I love you so I never let you go Wrote this song just so you know No matter where you go our love is true Mama mama mama mama mama Mama mama mama mama mama

Ooooh, I love you so But why I love you, Ill never know (Ooooh, I love you so But why I love you, Ill never know) Ooooh, I love you so But why I love you, Ill never know (Ooooh, I love you so But why I love you, Ill never know) Picture, if you will, that the thrones burning Romes burning, and I’m sitting in the corner all alone, burning Why does it always end up like this? Something that we don’t determine Same people that I fought for, that I fight for, that I ride for That I live for, that I die for Be the reason that these niggas is alive for And they want me dead, but I’m sorry, but I just can’t die for you But I can make em put their hands in the sky for you We waiting for the fireworks like July 4th Get fly more, get high more, cry boy, why for? When the grief is over, beef is over I’ll be fly when Easter’s over I tried to teach niggas how to be kings And all they ever wanted to be was soldiers So when love is gone til blood is drawn Cause we no longer wear the same uniform Fuck you, squares, the circle got smaller The castle got bigger, the walls got taller And truth be told, after all that said Niggas still got love for you Ooooh, I love you so But why I love you, Ill never know (Ooooh, I love you so But why I love you, Ill never know) Ooooh, I love you so But why I love you, Ill never know (Ooooh, I love you so But why I love you, Ill never know) Showed love to you niggas You ripped out my heart and you stepped on it I picked up the pieces fore you swept on it Goddamn, this shit leaves a mess, don’t it? Shit feelin’ like death, don’t it? Charge it to the game, whatever’s left on it I spent about a minute, maybe less on it Fly, pelican, fly, turn the jets on it But first I shall digress on it Wasn’t I a good king? Maybe too much of a good thing, huh? Didn’t I spoil you? Me or the money, what you loyal to? Huh, I gave you my loyalty Made you royalty and royalties Took care of these niggas lawyer fees And this is how niggas rewarded me, damn Ooooh, I love you so But why I love you, Ill never know (Ooooh, I love you so But why I love you, Ill never know) Bussin’ at me, b-b-b-bussin’ at me But I’m bulletproof, bitch, you can’t get nothin’ past me Got body armor A nigga gotta watch the throne And I’m bussin’ back So niggas in a glass house should not throw stones What do you do when the love turns to hate? Gotta separate from these fuckin fakes Caesar didn’t see it so he ceased to exist So the nigga that killed him had keys to his shit Am I my brother’s keeper? Only if that nigga don’t creep up Got a pistol under my pillow I’ve never been a deep sleeper P-p-p-paranoia, cause the nigga that said he’ll Blast for ya is now blastin for ya That’s an assassin for ya These niggas got a shot, they’ll shoot Please Lord, forgive him For these niggas not know what they do, ooh

Uh Murda on the beat so its not nice! Tiki Taki, Spanish mami, she a hot tamale Make her spend that money, dummy, go retarded for me Pop it, pop it, she get started, she wont ever stop it Little thottie, thottarati choosin everybody Splish, splash, Apple Bottoms make that ass fat She got that wet wet, got me blowin through this whole bag She got Bs, spend some cheese, now they double Ds Thought I had to free, kick her out, my mama comin home at three Ho thicker-thicker-thicker than a fuckin Snicker Drug dealer, professional pot-whipper In the winter, buy your ho a chinchilla I just bought my bitch them Kylie Jenner lip fillers Man, oh my God She Instagram famous but she cant keep a job Man, oh my God Swipe her 30-inch weave on her sugar daddy card Man, oh my God Her doctor got her bustin out her motherfuckin bra Man, oh my God She Uber to a nigga with no car Talkin bout the relish, I do not embellish Jacket got wings, Trues got propellers Gave all my old Margielas to my boy Marcellus Pulled up with no laces, had the whole block jealous Oh, Jesus Christ, I dont need advice Wild nigga life, tell em read my rights Man it hot tonight, lucky I wore my ice 15 in the game, baby girl, I got stripes Ka-Ka-Kanye dressed me up like a doll Then I hit 6ix9ine, tell him give me the ball Bitch, this the dream team, magic as I recall Whole squad on point, bunch of Chris Pauls I was out in Spain rockin a Medusa head I aint never have to give a rap producer head If I do, though, Ima write a book like Supahead This aint wonder that Im makin, this that super bread Splish, splash, fuck him in a hurry, quick, fast Still a pink wig, thick ass, whiplash Got him cummin, cummin, Roger, over, dispatch Said my box is the best, he met his match I got all these bitches wantin to be Barbie dolls Barbie Dreamhouse, pink and purple marble walls Pull-Pull up in that Barbie Rari, finna bury yall She threw dirt on my name, ended up at her own burial Kanye dressed me up like a doll Then I hit 6ix9ine, tell him give me the ball Bitch, this the dream team, magic as I recall Whole squad on point, bunch of Chris Pauls Ka-Ka-Kanye dressed me up like a doll Then I hit 6ix9ine, tell him give me the ball Bitch, this the dream team, Fif is on call Whole squad on point, bunch of Chris Pauls Tiki Taki, Spanish mami, she a hot tamale Make her spend that money, dummy, go retarded for me Pop it, pop it, she get started, she wont ever stop it Little thottie, thottarati choosin everybody

Yo, Pierre, yo, Pierre "How you get so much favor on your side?" "Accept Him as your Lord and Saviour," I replied Thou shalt love thy neighbor, not divide Ima ride, thats on God His light shine the brightest in the dark Single mothers know they got my heart And all my brothers locked up on the yard You can still be anything you wanna be Went from one in four to one in three Thirteenth amendment, gotta end it, thats on me He the new commander and the chief Thats on Keef, thats on God Before the ranch, I had horses in the garage When the Forbes cover was just a mirage They had me chasin statues, thats on pride "Oh my God," Bust said thats on Tribe When I thought the Book of Job was a job The Devil had my soul, I cant lie Life gon have some lows and some highs Before the Grammys ever gave a nod I wore my heart on my sleeve, I couldnt hide In 03, they told me not to drive I bleached my hair for every time I couldve died But I survived, thats on God Ive been tellin yall since 05 The greatest artist restin or alive Thats on L.A. Reid, thats on Clive Thats no Jive, thats on God Off the 350s He supplied The IRS want they fifty plus our tithe Man, thats over half of the pie I felt dry, thats on God Thats why I charge the prices that I charge I cant be out here dancin with the stars No, I cannot let my family starve I go hard, thats on God Okay, okay, okay, okay

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

Wake up Mr. West - Mr. West - Mr. West... Uh, yea, uh, yea, uh, yea And I heard em say, nothings ever promised tomorrow today From the Chi, like Tim its a harder way So 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 of the minimum wage? And I know that the government administer AIDS So I guess we just pray like the minister say Allāhu Akbar and throw in some hot cars Things we see on the screen thats not ours But these niggas from the hood so these dreams not far Where Im from the dope boys is the rock stars But they cant cop cars without seeing cop cars I guess they want us all behind bars - I know it Uh, and I heard em say , nothings ever promised tomorrow today And I heard em say Nothings ever promised tomorrow today But well a find a way And nothing last forever but be honest babe It hurts but it may be the only way They say people in your life are seasons And anything that happen is for a reason And niggas gun clapping and keep to squeezing And Gran keep praying and keep believing In Jesus, and one day that you see him Til then walk in his footsteps and try to be him The devil is alive I feel him breathin Claiming money is the key, so keep on dreamin And put them lottery tickets just to tease us My Aunt Pam cant 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 cant figure it out, Im sick of it now Uh, and I heard em say , nothings ever promised tomorrow today And I heard em say Nothings ever promised tomorrow today But well a find a way And nothing last forever but be honest babe It hurts, but it may be the only way With every worthless word we get more far away And nothings ever promised tomorrow today And nothing lasts forever but be honest babe It hurts but it may be the only way Oohh, Oohh, Oohh, Oohh Uh, yea, uh, yea, uh, yea

I can still feel the love I can still feel the love I can still feel the love Feel the love We not worried bout no other niggas, we them other niggas You bust down a Rollie, I bust down a brick, then I flood it, nigga I am not to be compared to you rappers, Eazy-Duz-It, nigga I am more Eazy, you tryin’ your best to become me, nigga She like them bottles with bubbles in it Buy her Loewe and other linen Why would I wait when theres other women? Why would I hate? We in love with winnin Buy her bundles, fly her out, bring her friend, I try her out Ain’t no worries findin out, the details is ironed out Easily they plays along, hopin that I play a song Love to fuck to trap music Grrrat-gat-gat-gat-gat Dope money just came along Grrrat-gat Gat-gat, gat, ga-ga-ga-ga-gat Grrrat, gat-gat-gat Gat-gat-gat-gat-gat-gat-gat, grrrat Gat-gat-gat-gat Ga-ga-gat, ga-gat, ga-gat, ga-gat-gat, grrrat-gat Ba-ba-ba-ba Brrrat-dat-da-da-da, da Ga-ga-ga-ga Brrr-ah-da-da-da, brrr-ah-da-da-da Brrr-ah-da-da-da, brrr-ah-da-da-da Brrr-ah-rrr-ah, brrr-ah-gat-gat-ga Rude-rude-rude-rude-woo! Where the chorus? I can still feel the love I can still feel the love I can still feel the love Feel the love Woo! I can still feel the love I can still feel the love I can still feel the love I can still feel the love I can still feel the love Ba-ba-ba-ba-bwa-ba Ga-ba-ba-ba Rude-rude-rude-rude-woo!

Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh I had for us You turned my dreams into dust I watch a phone that I had for us You turned my dreams into dust I know Obama was heaven-sent But ever since Trump won, it proved that I could be president Yeah, you can, at what cost though? Dont that go against the teachings that Ye taught for? Yo, Tip, I hear your side and everybody talk though But aint goin against the grain everything I fought for? Prolly so, Ye, but where you tryna go with this? Its some shit you just dont align with and dont go against You just readin the headlines, you dont see the fine print You on some choosin-side shit, Im on some unified shit Its bigger than your selfish agenda If your election aint gon stop police from murderin niggas Then shit… Bruh, I never ever stopped fightin for the people Actually, wearin the hatll show people that we equal You gotta see the vantage point of the people What makes you feel equal makes them feel evil See thats the problem with this damn nation All Blacks gotta be Democrats, man We aint made it off the plantation Fuck who you choose as your political party You representin dudes just seem crude and cold-hearted With blatant disregard for the people who put you in position Dont you feel an obligation to them? I feel a obligation to show people new ideas And if you wanna hear em, there go two right here Make America Great Again had a negative perception I took it, wore it, rocked it, gave it a new direction Added empathy, care and love and affection And yall simply questionin my methods What you willin to lose for the point to be proved? This shit is stubborn, selfish, bullheaded, even for you You wore a dusty-ass hat to represent the same views As white supremacy, man, we expect better from you All them times you sounded crazy, we defended you, homie Not just to be let down when we depend on you, homie Thats why its important to know what direction youre goin now Cause everything that you built can be destroyed and torn down You think I aint concerned about how I affect the past? I mean, that hat stayed in my closet like bout a year and a half Then one day I was like, "Fuck it, Ima do me." I was in the sunken place and then I found the new me Not worried about some image that I gotta keep up Lot of people agree with me, but theyre too scared to speak up The greater good of the people is first Have you considered all the damage and the people you hurt? You had a bad idea and youre makin it worse This shits just as bad as Catholic preachers rapin in church Yall been leadin with hate, see I just approach it different Like a gang truce, the first Blood to shake the Crips hand I know everybody emotional Is it better if I rap about crack? Huh? Cause its cultural? Or how about Ima shoot you? Or fuck your bitch? Or how about all this Gucci, cause Im fuckin rich? Youll deal with God for the lack of respect Startin to make it seem like Donnie cut you a check Now you toyin with hot lava, better be careful with that Whats it mean to gain the world if you aint standin for shit? Okay I gotta say it, Ye, you sound high as a bigot Yeah, genocide and slavery, we should just try and forget And all that free thought shit, find a better defense But if Ye just stuck in his way, he can leave it at that Fuck it Alright, Tip, we could be rappin about this all day, man Why dont we just cut the beat off and let the people talk?

K-K-K-K-K-K-Mac All that bullshits for the birds, you aint nothing but a vulture Always hoping for the worst, waiting for me to fuck up Youll regret the day when I find another girl, yeah Who knows just what I need, she knows just what I mean when I tell her keep it drama free Woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah Chu-chuckin up them deuces Woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah Told you that Im leaving, deuces Woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah I know youre mad, but so what? I wish you best of luck And now Im finna throw them deuces up What you mean I aint call you? I hit you when I landed Im waitin in my hotel room Seems like were arguin more and its gettin less romantic Yeah, I think shell be able to tell soon But Ill fuck you right, I will, I fuck you right, I will Ill fuck you like no one has ever, ever made you feel I mean, this part of our relationships amazin still I might just put up with the arguin and stay, for real You lookin bad, girl, for goodness sakes You with all those curves, and me without no brakes, ooh Im willin to work it out however long it takes you You feel like you miss those happy days Well, girl, that makes two of us, our timing is wrong Your friends always tyin up every line on your phone Yeah, but tell them bitches that youll always be my missus And the hardest part about the fuckin business Is mindin your own, uh, and every time I try and break it off We just yell until we tired, then I break you off Its useless, all this fightin, lets get past it now Even when I throw them deuces, you just send it back around Your wrist and fingers glisten, ice cold like Michigan Ayy, look at what we livin in, here we go with this again I just keep on talkin, but I guess that you aint listenin Rather run around with them nothin-ass bitches then Go on, got me hot, smokin like a chimney We used to be best friends, now it seems we finna be enemies Deep inside it’s killin me, but soon its gon be killin you To see her in that two-seater, know thats gon hurt your feelings, boo Ah ha, didn’t you think you would be over me by now? So you go sleepin with them clowns, they are no relief She spoke her piece, I know, capisce So love must be let go, released, into the wind Again, again, and deuces I must throw ya, peace You know what, yo? You a bitch You should have a travel agent, ‘cause you a trip You should make your own toilet tissue since you the shit But all you got is some fuckin issues, you fuckin bitch I hate niggas, but I love your mom Give her a kiss for me, her second son Get your mind right, baby, or get your shit together You gonna be hot a little while, Ima be rich forever Girl seducers, they come in deuces But when I cut em off they always become a nuisance Niggas take my old flows and they take my old swag He just took my old bitch and turned it to his new bitch Im stupid, but I wont get my drama on What Im dealin with is too real for me to comment on Jay finally got it through my head not to run my mouth So when you talk bout “you know who” I dont know who you talkin bout According to my old bish, I be on some new ish She was on some oldish, now I got a new bish Think I give two-ish? You aint gonna do ish Meet my two fingers, intro-deuces If you knew better, youd do better Wanna get the middle finger, but I got two better So you gonna diss me Even though you know it’s wrong Know you gon miss me a little when I’m gone Drizzy voice Now Im ghost, baby, four-door Rizzy Royce Tryna work it out might be a bad business choice Im bout my business, boys, plus I make paper Come on, thats old news, yesterdays paper Oh, you talkin, what about? If it aint how I kept you studded out You might as well shut your mouth Youll never score another me, Ill shut it out Act like theres gum in your hair, girl, cut it out! Got a pocket full of hundreds, she the only one thats missin Got a bucket full of ice, and a watch to go with it Got a racin Lamborghini, have my homies scared to drive Haters better put their head down, they know that boy be fly All the charter planes, now I’m talkin ballers slang R.O.Z.A.Y. on that wall in that Hall of Fame I let my denim sag, red Louis belt How can you love me, baby? First, you gotta love yourself The farewell email from a female But I’m a playa, aint gonna tell you all the details What it entails is hard to say, like sellin seashells By the seashore, but she’s not a bore But neither a whore who needs to know more The kind you can’t ignore but want to open the door for Or run in your favorite store, and leave with all them shopping bags and half of it aint yours I did things for her; aint rich, aint poor I wanted to do more, but hell, I just aint know her Well enough to know if this is all she came for But enough to know tonight excited she came four Times to my cousin house to see if I was there Get your minds out the gutter, man We out here tryna have a good time And here I am, all heavy with the words where Somebody thats a nerd, likely fast forward But, shit, they asked for it It’s hard to throw up them deuces ‘Cause when you know it’s juicy You start to sound like Confucius when makin up excuses Chase Cabooses until the track gone I gotta find me a new locomotive, stop makin sad songs Im on some new shit Im chucking my deuces up to her Im moving on to something better, better, better No more tryna make it work You made me wanna say bye bye Say bye bye, say bye bye to her You made me wanna say bye bye Say bye bye, say bye bye to her

Haha Uh-huh No homo I say, hes so sweet, make her wanna lick the wrapper Remix, baby! Lollipop, lollipop, breastses just like Dolly Parton She ride my spaceship til she hit the top That hit the spot Til she ask, "How many li-i-li-i-licks do it take" til she get to shop? Dont worry why my wrists got so freeze Tell a girl, "Like Doritos, thats not cho cheese" Tell her friends, "Like Fritos, Im tryin to lay" I cant only have one, and I aint trying to wait This a song with Wayne, so you know its gon melt But you aint finna murder me like everybody else Ima rap like I got some type respect for myself I dont do it for my health, man, I do it for the belt Man, I do it to the death, til the roof get melt Hundred degrees, drop the roof, so the coupe dont melt Man, the flow so cold, chicken soup wont help We need four more hoes, we need oh, oh, oh, oh! You know what it is when we out of town We balling too serious, and you out of bounds So come here, baby girl Youre now fucking with the best in the world Lollipop The best in the world Sh-Sh-She lick me like a lollipop World, world She— She lick me like a lollipop Shawty want a thug, thug, thug Bottles in the club, club, club Shawty wanna hump You know I like to touch Your lovely lady lumps, lumps, lumps Shawty want a thug Bottles in the club Shawty wanna hump You know I like to touch your lovely lady lumps, lumps, lumps Shawty say she wanna lick the wrapper And she gonna lick the rapper And I just wanna act like a porno-flicking actor I Anita-bake her; now, she caught up in that "Rapture" I got so much chips, I swear, they call me "Hewlett Packard" I got so much chips, you can have a bag if youre a snacker Greedy mother-fudge cake; now, tell me how that fudge tastes I do it for Bloods sake—soo-woo! Think its voodoo how that roof do di-di-dissipate Your girl want to participate She so, so sophisticate, cause her brain is off the chain And then, my diamonds are in the choir because they sing from off my chain And my Nina just joined the gang because all she do is bang Like Ricky Martin; Wayne and Kanye: pick your poison If that woman wanna cut, then tell her I am Mr. Ointment Tell her to make an appointment with Mr. I-Cant-Make-An-Appointment Take my lollipop and enjoy it—remix! Shawty want a thug, thug, thug Bottles in the club, club, club Shawty wanna hump You know I like to touch Your lovely lady lumps, lumps, lumps Shawty want a thug Bottles in the club Shawty wanna hump You know I like to touch your lovely lady lumps, lumps, lumps Why would she? She probably be the odd cookie In the plastic bag bout to get crushed by a building Ive flushed out the feeling of me being the shit Cause I was leaving skid marks on everywhere I sit I am everywhere, Im it, like Hide-and-Go And I can go anywhere: eeny, mini, miney, mo Im in your neighborhood, area, CD-thing, tapedeck ​iPod, your girlfriend, and she say I got great sex Safe sex is great sex, better wear a latex Cause you dont want that late text, that "I think Im late" text Haha! So wrap it up! Bu-Bu-But hes so sweet, sh-she wanna lick the wrapper Shawty want a thug Bottles in the club, club, club Shawty wanna hump You know I like to touch Your lovely lady lumps, lumps, lumps Lick me like a lollipop She— She lick me like a lollipop Sh-Sh-Sh-She lick me like a lollipop She— She lick me like a lollipop

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh, oh Use this gospel for protection Its a hard road to Heaven We call on Your blessings In the Father, we put our faith King of the kingdom Our demons are tremblin Holy angels defendin In the Father, we put our faith Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh, oh How could He not be the greatest? In my bed, under covers when undercovers had raided My presence is happy belated Fashionably late, Im just glad that you made it The best is yet to come, Im just glad that you waited They all say they real til its time to appraise it I seen them come and go, you only the latest But who am I to judge? Im crooked as Vegas Use this gospel for protection Its a hard road to Heaven We call on Your blessings In the Father, we put our faith King of the kingdom Our demons are tremblin Holy angels defendin In the Father, we put our faith A lot of damaged souls, I done damaged those And in my arrogance, took a camera pose Caught with a trunk of Barry Manilows They sing a different tune when the slammer close From the concrete grew a rose They give you Wraith talk, I give you faith talk Blindfolded on this road, watch me faith walk Just hold on to your brother when his faith lost Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh-oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh-oh, oh, oh

"Ladies and gentlemen Lets put our hands together for this dynasty! H to the Izz-O, V to the Izz-A Welcome ladies and gentlemen To the 8th wonder of the world! The flow of the century, always timeless: HOV! Thanks for coming out tonight You couldve been anywhere in the world But youre here with me, I appreciate that, ah" H to the Izz-O, V to the Izz-A For shizzle, my nizzle, used to dribble down in VA Was herbing em in the home of the Terrapins Got it dirt cheap for them Plus if they was short with cheese I would work with them Brought in weed, got rid of that dirt for them Wasnt-born-hustlers, I was birthing em H to the Izz-O, V to the Izz-A For sheezy, my neezy, keep my arms so breezy Cant leave rap alone, the game needs me Haters want me clapped in chrome, it aint easy Cops want to knock me, D.A. wants to box me in But somehow I beat them charges like Rocky H to the Izz-O, V to the Izz-A Not guilty, he who does not feel me Is not real to me, therefore he doesnt exist So poof! —Vamoose, son of a bitch! H to the Izz-O, V to the Izz-A For shizzle, my nizzle, used to dribble down in VA H to the Izz-O, V to the Izz-A Thats the anthem, getcha damn hands up! H to the Izz-O, V to the Izz-A Not guilty, yall got to feel me H to the Izz-O, V to the Izz-A Thats the anthem, getcha damn hands up! I do this for my culture, to let them know What a nigga look like when a nigga in a roaster Show them how to move in a room full of vultures Industry is shady, it needs to be taken over Label owners hate me, Im raising the status quo up Im overcharging niggas for what they did to the Cold Crush Pay us like you owe us for all the years that you hoed us We can talk, but money talks, so talk mo bucks H to the Izz-O, V to the Izz-A For shizzle, my nizzle, used to dribble down in VA H to the Izz-O, V to the Izz-A Thats the anthem, getcha damn hands up! H to the Izz-O, V to the Izz-A Not guilty, yall got to feel me H to the Izz-O, V to the Izz-A Thats the anthem, getcha damn hands up! Hov is back, life stories told through rap Niggas acting like I sold you crack Like I told you sell drugs, no, Hov did that So hopefully you wont have to go through that I was raised in the projects, roaches and rats Smokers out back sellin their mamas sofa Lookouts on the corner focused on the ave Ladies in the window, focused on the kinfolk Me under a lamppost, why I got my hand closed? Cracks in my palm, watching the long arm of the law So you know I seen it all before Ive seen Hoop Dreams deflate like a true fiends weight To try and to fail: the two things I hate Succeed and this rap game: the two things thats great H to the Izz-O, V to the Izz-A What else can I say about dude? I gets bu-sy H to the Izz-O, V to the Izz-A For shizzle, my nizzle, used to dribble down in VA H to the Izz-O, V to the Izz-A Thats the anthem, getcha damn hands up! H to the Izz-O, V to the Izz-A Not guilty, yall got to feel me H to the Izz-O, V to the Izz-A Thats the anthem, getcha damn hands up! H to the Izz-O, V to the Izz-A H to the Izz-O, V to the Izz-A H to the Izz-O, V to the Izz-A H to the Izz-O, V to the Izz-A H to the Izz-O, V to the Izz-A H to the Izz-O, V to the Izz-A

Because I am hard, you will not like me Say you want someone Say you want someone Said you want someone Say you want someone I think I got mixed personalities This bitch switched up my whole mentality This girl, she got mixed personalities One day shes happy, then she mad at me Say you want someone thatll love you Someone who could please you Someone who can kiss on and rub you Fuck you like this, fuck you like that Oh, now, I got mixed personalities She got me stressin, singin melodies For her, I swear Id catch a felony Oh, Penelope Say you want someone Say you want someone Said you want someone Said you want someone I swear to God, this girl be trippin, dawg One day she Blooded, then she Crippin, dawg You know I put it in her kidneys, dawg She screamin out, she need some Lithanol She blockin, ignorin my calls She keep on blockin, ignorin my calls Im all inside her, Ill knock down her walls This bitch is hyper, need some Adderall I think I got mixed personalities This bitch switched up my whole mentality This girl, she got mixed personalities One day shes happy, then shes mad at me Say you want someone thatll love you Someone who could please you Someone who can kiss on and rub you Fuck you like this, fuck you like that Oh, Lord, I aint never been here before, oh, no Oh, keep pressin ignore, oh, no She keep ignorin my calls and blockin me on everything Bitch, oh, no Oh, and its my fault, mmm I got the keys to the lil bitch heart and you cant get the vault Better go get a locksmith, better go get your Glock, bitch Pull up on a mothafuckin opp if he playin with my Slime Thats my boo, thats my Slime, thats my everything Thats my bitch forever, dont need no wedding ring Ill give her the world, polka dots on her new pajamas Take the bitch out to Bahamas, let the ho eat at Benihana Matter of fact, aint tryna meet your mama Dick her down, that the other way Dick her down, yeah, the other way Dick her down, yeah, the Thugger way Knockin on your door , tryna give your love You keep tellin me , you dont give a fuck You wont find nobody that can fuck you like I fuck you, bae You wont find nobody that can fuck you like I fuck you, bae You wont find nobody that can fuck you like I fuck you, bae Young Nigga World and I got them Young Nigga Ways I think I got mixed personalities This bitch switched up my whole mentality This girl, she got mixed personalities One day shes happy, then she mad at me Say you want someone Say you want someone Said you want someone Said you want someone

Did you realize That you were a champion in their eyes? Yes, I did So I packed it up and brought it back to the crib Just a little something, show you how we live Everybody want it but it aint that serious Mhm, thats that shit So if you gon do it, do it just like this Did you realize That you were a champion in their eyes? You dont see just how wild the crowd is You dont see just how fly my style is I dont see why I need a stylist When I shop so much I can speak Italian I dont know, I just want it better for my kids And I aint sayin we was from the projects But every time I wanted layaway or a deposit My dadd say "when you see clothes, close your eyelids" We was sort of like Will Smith and his son In the movie, I aint talkin bout the rich ones Cause every summer hed get some Brand new harebrained scheme to get rich from And I dont know what he did for dough But hed send me back to school with a new wardrobe, but ayy Did you realize That you were a champion in their eyes? I think he did When he packed it up and brought it back to the crib Just a little something, show you how we live Everything I wanted, man it seem so serious Mhm, thats that shit So if you gon do it, do it just like this Did you realize That you were a champion in their eyes? When it feel like livings harder than dyin For me givin ups way harder than tryin Lauryn Hill said her heart was in Zion I wish her heart still was in rhymin Cause who the kids gon listen to, huh? I guess me if it isnt you Last week I paid a visit to the institute They got the dropout keepin kids in the school I guess I cleaned up my act like Princed do If not for pleasure, then at least for the principle They got the CD, they got to see me Drop gems like I dropped out of PE They used to feel invisible Now they know they invincible Did you realize That you were a champion in their eyes? This is the story of a champion Runners on their mark and they pop their guns Stand up, stand up, here he comes Tell me what it takes to be number one Tell me what it takes to be number one This is the story of a champion Runners on their mark and they pop their guns Stand up, stand up, here he comes Tell me what it takes to be number one Tell me what it takes to be number one Did you realize That you were a champion in their eyes? Yes I did So I packed it up and brought it back to the crib Just a little something, show you how we live Everybody want it, but it aint that serious Mhm, thats that shit So if you gon do it, do it just like this... like this Did you realize That you were a champion in their eyes?

Stuttering Give em the rest and make em love again In my best, I be the runner dem And I have the man dem stuttering-ing Im getting this nigga in the morning He gon think he been chiefing, just too long when He see me in the evening Wanna catch all these feelings Well, let me be the first to get mine, oh Yeah, ayy, yo, ayy, yo Barbeque and blow in the back of the crib Sitting and counting, smoking a spliff, this shits a gift All my niggas watches is rough Grabbin our crotches, yellin, "What up?" The jeans cost five hundred? Fuck Stop it, keep baking, see the smell, its a statement One freeze of this shit, you wont feel your legs, kid Im a gangster, corporate hustler, my voice is illustrious Hounded by vicious dons, nigga, we armed, trust me, bruh They yellin, "Chef killer, play with the cooks" I say, "Yay", with two chains on, we common, lets push Burn another bush then burn another, we brothers Love us or not, the Mark Zuckerbergs of the block Hug a knot, staying rich, we was built for the guap Park the green six deuce on the deuce, just props Rock a kilt, mean Glock, Im all machinery, ock Cling to me, now see how the scenery rock, yo? Im getting this nigga in the morning He gon think he been chiefing, just too long when He see me in the evening Wanna catch all these feelings Well, let me be the first to get mine, oh I was born by a lake, chicken shack and a church That mean the flow got wings and it come from the dirt Godly, I know she wanna test the Rari Eye on a dollar like Illuminati Life is foggy, trying to see through the mist of it Could have been living it, you was Mrs. Mischievous This is just a letter to better your development Situation delicate Some claim God body, blame Illuminati All cause his pockets now knotty as his hair, yeah All Sonny, no Cher, only solitaires You clusterfucks could cluster up On tippy-toe and still not muster up So its In God we trust, the game is all us Til the sky calls or its flames on us, Push Im getting this nigga in the morning He gon think he been chiefing, just too long when He see me in the evening Wanna catch all these feelings Well, let me be the first to get mine, oh 2 Chainz Im chilling in my camo, Im flipping through the channel On my G.O.O.D. Music shit, my logos a Lambo Four doors of ammo Ammunition, Im pitching To make your body switch another position Yeah I hope the people is listening I could never sell my soul, I gave it back to God at my christening Its tickling when I hear what haters be whispering What makes you think the Illuminati would ever let some niggas in? Huh, fake friends and siblings Like to wish you well but aint never flicked a nickel in Haters wanna pull they pistol when they see me in this race car But you cant spell war without a A-R 15, I was pushing carts at K-Mart By 21, they said Id be inside a graveyard Cant wait to get that black American Express So I can show them white folks how to really pull the race card Yeah, you feeling on top now? Getting that money, nigga? Yeah, you feeling on top now? Getting that money, nigga? Yeah, you feeling on top now? Getting that money, nigga? Nah, man, mad people was fronting Aw, man, made something from nothing I treat the label like money from my shows G.O.O.D. would have been G.O.D., except I added more Os If I knew she was cheating and still bought her more clothes Its cause I was too busy with my Baltimore, you know Some people call that the art of war, you know I guess it depends what you falling for, the clothes? Cars, money, girls and the clothes All money, you sold your soul Nah, man, mad people was fronting God damn, we made something from nothing

Kids see ghosts sometimes Kids see ghosts sometimes Kids see ghosts sometimes Spirit Movin around, just movin around Kids see ghosts sometimes Kids see ghosts sometimes Kids see ghosts Spirit Yeah, thats the king Stop that movement, stop that movement Yall cant move me, this my movie Yall cant stop me, yall too sloppy Carbon copied, carbon Same thing, in a room Sittin by myself, findin heaven soon Many things that will trouble you Look beyond for a feelin like you never knew Reachin out, huntin for the truth Im guessin Im just sick of runnin All this time searchin hard for somethin I can hear the angels comin Kids see ghosts sometimes Kids see ghosts sometimes Kids see ghosts sometimes Spirit Movin around, just movin around Kids see ghosts sometimes Kids see ghosts sometimes Kids see ghosts Spirit Yeah, thats the king Well, it took me long enough to rap on this strong enough Paid this shit just gon give up, cause Ye just gon live up To everything that sucks to you and thats never enough Thought Id be clever enough to give up while Im ahead I like breakfast in bed, but I love breakfast and head For anybody who said that I was better off dead Told em, "Dont ever believe nothin that you ever read" Got a Bible by my bed, oh yes, Im very Christian Constantly repentin, cause, yes, I never listen Dont like bein questioned and dont like bein less than Any a competition in any of my professions So I gotta guess then, I gotta stay the best man What else you expect from, uh, Mr. West, man Painting from Wes Lang, hung in my space like a relative That you aint seen in a minute, called on the telephone And when they see you they say, “Damn you got hella grown Always thought youd make it, but damn now you hella known" Lets address some topics that I can embellish on How we made enough bread for us to put some relish on I wont relish on the fact Im vibin on the future Ultralight buildin in the buildin by Miuccia Herzog and de Meuron in an office out in Basel No not Miami, Switzerland Kids see ghosts sometimes Kids see ghosts sometimes Kids see ghosts sometimes Spirit Movin around, just movin around Kids see ghosts sometimes Kids see ghosts sometimes Kids see ghosts Spirit Yeah, thats the king Civilization without society Power and wealth with nobility Stability without stasis Places and spaces Civilization without society Power and wealth with nobility Stability without stasis Spaces and places Kids see ghosts sometimes Kids see ghosts—ghosts sometimes Kids see ghosts sometimes Yeah, thats the king And whats a crown for the clouds, movin around Yeah, thats the king And whats a crown to the clouds, movin around

Lets dance in style, lets dance for a while Heaven can wait, were only watching the skies Hoping for the best but expecting the worst Are you gonna drop the bomb or not? Let us die young or let us live forever We dont have the power but we never say never Sitting in a sandpit, life is a short trip The musics for the sad man Forever young, I wanna be forever young Do you really want to live forever, forever, and ever? Forever young I wanna be Forever young Do you really want to live forever Forever Forever young So we living life like a video Where the sun is always out and you never get old And the champagnes always cold and the musics always good And the pretty girls just happen to stop by in the hood And they hop they pretty ass up on the hood of that pretty ass car Without a wrinkle in today, cause theres no tomorrow Just a picture perfect day that last a whole lifetime And it never ends cause all we have to do is hit rewind So lets just stay in the moment, smoke some weed, drink some wine Reminisce, talk some shit, forever young is in your mind Leave a mark they cant erase, neither space nor time So when the director yells cut, Ill be fine Im forever young Forever young, I wanna be forever young Do you really want to live forever, forever, and ever? Forever young, I wanna be forever young Do you really want to live forever, forever? Forever young Fear not when, fear not why, fear not much while were alive Life is for living, not living uptight, till youre somewhere up in the sky Fear not die, Ill be alive for a million years, bye byes Are not for legends, Im forever young, my name shall survive Through the darkest blocks, over kitchen stoves, over Pyrex pots My name shall be passed down to generations While debating up in barbershops Young slung, hung here, showed that a nigga from here With a little ambition, just what we can become here And as the father pass the story down to his sons ears Youngll get younger every year, yeah So if you love me baby, this is how you let me know Dont ever let me go, thats how you let me know, baby Forever young, I wanna be forever young Do you really want to live forever, forever, and ever? Forever young, I wanna be forever young Do you really want to live forever, forever? Forever young Just let it run.. Slamming Bentley doors, hopping outta Porsches Popping up on Forbes list, gorgeous Niggas thought I lost it, they be talking bullshit I be talking more shit, they nauseous Ill be here forever, you know Im on my fall shit And I aint with foreclosure, I will never forfeit Less than four bars, Guru bring the chorus in Did you get the picture yet? Im painting you a portrait of Young Forever young, I wanna be forever young Do you really want to live forever, forever? Forever young

We the cause of all the commotion Your mouth running, but where is you going? What is you smoking, man? That aint potent What is you talking, man? That aint important Illuminati, High society We in this party and nobody invited me We going crazy and I always use my best sense But it dont matter cause I stay on my fresh prince Maxin, relaxin, shootin some pool and Playing some b-ball outside of the school and Girls with they top off outside of the pool and Whips with the drop off outside of the Louvre You just look stupid to be ignoring The Delorean parked in front of Armani emporium And parties at Richie is getting risky Victorias Secret show, they miss me Voices in my head, I need choices in my bed AHHHHH, get out my fucking head Its just me and my bad bitch So you can say Im on my Brad Pitt Back to the la familia Im aligned with Before I betray them I slit my wrists At the top is just us nigga Cause I dont really trust niggas And we made it through the hurricane So celebrate and light the Mary Jane We gon make it, thats on everything Truest girls get half naked, every spring They saying, "Hey Kanye We need you to go deeper than Tay Zonday," Cause my verses got pain, Chocolate Rain So many lines, you photograph and it make arms break On the radio, man I miss myself I need to just step back and kiss myself Baby, just step up and kiss the belt A little lower.. thats whats up Somebody pour her another cup Is it too much to ask you keep your diamonds up? I swear until my time is up My style is sex in the shower, fresh as fuck So shine bright tonight you and I Were beautiful like diamonds in the sky Eye to eye so alive Were beautiful like diamonds in the sky Shine bright like a diamond Shine bright like a diamond Shining bright like a diamond Were beautiful like diamonds in the sky Shine bright like a diamond Shine bright like a diamond Shining bright like a diamond Were beautiful like diamonds in the sky Palms rise to the universe As we moonshine and molly Feel the warmth well never die Were like diamonds in the sky Youre a shooting star I see A vision of ecstasy When you hold me Im alive Were like diamonds in the sky I knew that wed become one right away Oh right away At first sight I felt energy of sun rays I saw the life inside your eyes So shine bright tonight you and I Were beautiful like diamonds in the sky Eye to eye so alive Were beautiful like diamonds in the sky Shine bright like a diamond Shine bright like a diamond Shining bright like a diamond Were beautiful like diamonds in the sky Shine bright like a diamond Shine bright like a diamond Shining bright like a diamond Were beautiful like diamonds in the sky Shine bright like a diamond Shine bright like a diamond Shine bright like a diamond So shine bright tonight you and I Were beautiful like diamonds in the sky Eye to eye so alive Were beautiful like diamonds in the sky Shine bright like a diamond

Damn, here we go again Common passed on this beat, I made it to a jam Now everything Im not made me everything I am Damn, here we go again People talking shit, but when the shit hit the fan Everything Im not made me everything I am Ill never be picture-perfect Beyoncé Be light as Al B or black as Chauncey Remember him from Blackstreet? He was black as the street was Ill never be laid back as this beat was I never could see why peoplell reach a Fake-ass facade that they couldnt keep up You see how I creeped up? You see how I played a big role in Chicago like Queen Latifah? Ill never rock a mink coat in the wintertime like Killa Cam Or rock some mink boots in the summertime like will.i.am Let me know if you feel it, man Cause everything Im not made me everything I am Damn, here we go again Everybody saying whats not for him But everything Im not made me everything I am Damn, here we go again People talking shit, but when the shit hit the fan Everything Im not made me everything I am And Im back to tear it up Haters start your engines, I hear em gearing up People talk so much shit about me at barbershops They forget to get their hair cut Okay, fair enough, the streets is flaring up Cause they want gun talk, or I dont wear enough Baggy clothes, Reeboks, or A-di-dos Can I add that he do spaz out at his shows So say goodbye to the NAACP Award Goodbye to the India Arie Award Theyd rather give me the Ni-Nigga Please Award But Ill just take the I Got a Lot of Cheese Award Damn, here we go again Bum-tu-bum-bum-bum But everything Im not made me everything I am Damn, here we go again People talking shit, but when the shit hit the fan Everything Im not made me everything I am I know people wouldnt usually rap this But I got the facts to back this Just last year, Chicago had over six hundred caskets Man, killings some wack shit Oh, I forgot, cept for when niggas is rappin Do you know what it feel like when people is passin? He got changed over his chains a block off Ashland I need to talk to somebody, pastor The church want tithe, so I cant afford to pay Pink slip on my door, cause I cant afford to stay My fifteen seconds up, but I got more to say Thats enough Mr. West, please, no more today Damn, here we go again Everybody saying whats not for him But everything Im not made me everything I am Damn, here we go again People talking shit, but when the shit hit the fan Everything Im not made me everything I am

Come on, lets toast the champagne, this ones for the life Did everything you could to be here for the night Man, it feels good, everything is right Energy is strong enough to brighten city lights My whole team winning, no vision on quitting Id rather say I did than let them busters say I didnt Le-le-let em talk about it, mane, Im already living I risk my life to try every day to go and get it, get it, get it Came from the bottom, no one said it would be fair Now Im on this money, lounging like its a beach chair Poppa dont preach, a-all we do is just reach here Raised round killers, we just happy to be here Spot em, got em, let your soul pay your dues While my hoes doing magic, voodoo Moulin Rouge Thats a tactic that they use, fuck em high then suck em dry Before you know it, her Q7 is buzzing by The queen pin to the king pin redeems him The boat comes, the dope drums, my team wins Yuugh! This the life that we made Gun shots in the dark like a sweet serenade Come on, lets toast the champagne, this ones for the life Did everything you could to be here for the night Man, it feels good, everything is right Energy is strong enough to brighten city lights My whole team winning, no vision on quitting Id rather say I did than let them busters say I didnt Le-le-let em talk about it, mane, Im already living I risk my life to try every day to go and get it, get it, get it Supreme ballers, all my niggas got ESPYs Triple doubles, both wrist and neck freeze Triple doubles, two bricks and tech squeeze Triple doubles, two hoes and check please They love me on my Ric Flair shit In that Phantom like Im Blair Witch Who are you to be compared with? Aint no niggas that you bled with Court cases ran base and road aces Lick shots or left bodies with no traces Yuugh! This the life that we made Gun shots in the dark like a sweet serenade Come on, lets toast the champagne, this ones for the life Did everything you could to be here for the night Man, it feels good, everything is right Energy is strong enough to brighten city lights My whole team winning, no vision on quitting Id rather say I did than let them busters say I didnt Le-le-let em talk about it, mane, Im already living I risk my life to try every day to go and get it, get it, get it Look, my ouija board dont never lie to me The best rapper living, I know whos alive to me Yeah, the competitions all but died to me Raah, I make these motherfuckers hide from me The Sergio Tacchini life we uphold You just posing for them pics so you can upload Yuugh! This the life that we made Gun shots in the dark like a sweet serenade, nigga Come on, lets toast the champagne, this ones for the life Did everything you could to be here for the night Man, it feels good, everything is right Energy is strong enough to brighten city lights My whole team winning, no vision on quitting Id rather say I did than let them busters say I didnt Le-le-let em talk about it, mane, Im already living I risk my life to try every day to go and get it, get it, get it

Ive been working this grave-shift And I aint made shit I wish I could Buy me a spaceship and fly Past the sky, oh GLC feel you, baby—I feel you, man Ive been working this grave-shift And I aint made shit I wish I could Buy me a spaceship and fly Past the sky Oh, oh, oh If my manager insults me again I will be assaulting him After I fuck the manager up Then, Im gonna shorten the register up Lets go back, back to the Gap Look at my check—wasnt no scratch So if I stole, wasnt my fault Yeah, I stole—never got caught They take me to the back and pat me Asking 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 "Lets put him all in the front of the store" So Im on break Next to the "No Smoking" sign with a blunt in the mall Taking my hits, writing my hits Writing my rhymes, playing my mind This fucking job cant help him So I quit; yall welcome Yall dont know my struggle Yall cant match my hustle You cant catch my hustle You cant fathom my love, dude Lock yourself in a room Doing five beats a day for three summers Thats A Different World like Cree Summers I deserve to do these numbers "The kid that made that deserves that Maybach!" So many records in my basement Im just waitin on my spaceship, blaow! Ive been working this grave-shift And I aint made shit I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly Past the sky, oh Ive been working this grave-shift And I aint made shit I wish I could buy me a spaceship and fly Past the sky Tryna tell you, man, way past the sky Oh, oh And I didnt 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 Life, my love, thats not mine "Why you aint signed?" Wasnt my time Leave me alone, work for yall Half of its yours, half of its mine Only wanna ball, never wanna fall Gotta get mine, gotta take mine Got a Tec-9, reach my prime Gotta make these haters respect mine In the mall til 12 when my schedule had said 9 Putting them pants on shelves Waiting patiently; I ask myself Where I wanna go, where I wanna be Life is much more than running in the streets Holler at Ye, hit me with the beat Put me on my feet, sounds so sweet Yes, Im the same ol G Same goatee, stayin low-key, nope Holler at God: "Man, whyd you have to take my folks?" Hope to see Freddie G., Yusef G, love my G Rolly G, police watch me Smoke my weed and count my Gs Got a lot of people counting on me And Im just tryin to find my peace Shouldve finished school like my niece Then I finally wouldnt use my piece, blaow! Ive been working this grave-shift Aww, man, this pressure And I aint made shit I wish I could Buy me a spaceship and fly Past the sky, oh Ive been working this grave-shift And I aint made shit I wish I could Buy me a spaceship and fly Past the sky Oh, oh, oh I member having to take the dollar cab Coming home real late at night Standing on my feet all damn day Tryna make this thing right And havin one of my coworkers say, "Yo, you look just like This kid I seen in an old Busta Rhymes video the other night" Well, easy come, easy go, how that saying goes No more broad service, cars, and them TV shows That all had got snatched from me, A&Rs and they faculties All turn their back on me and didnt wanna hear a rap from me So naturally, actually, had to face things factually Had to be a catastrophe, empty fridge is staring back at me Cause nothings there, nothings fair I dont wanna ever go back there So I wont be taking no days off til my spaceship takes off, bow! Ive been working this grave-shift And I aint made shit I wish I could Buy me a spaceship and fly Past the sky, oh Ive been working this grave-shift And I aint made shit I wish I could Buy me a spaceship and fly Past the sky Oh, oh, oh I wanna fly I wanna fly I said I want my chariot to pick me up And take a brother for a ride

And Im a man of my word, that I got nothing at all So tell me now does it hurt or is it too late? Im a man of my law I gotta keep my weight up, but where do I land if I fall? But never mind, Im fly, you know She the type to seek love and make it everlasting Im the type to wake up and say you never happened I mean, I fucked the girl with hella passion But its cold how we smashing, left her sleeping on a separate mattress I think her body makes for better practice Good excuse for my absence like, "Flacko, where your ass been? Heard you done with fashion, now yo ass is acting" Im tripping off the acid, now yo ass is looking massive This aint the shit equipped with columns from my reckless swagging This that dark house party with this record blasting Rolling spliffs, clique beside me, fingers Liberace When I seen this bitch in vintage Tommy and some mid Huaraches Im all alone though, mood music makes me bop slower Trippin on how I shifted pop culture, changed hip-hop on ya Smoking like a rasta was my pops culture I be damned if I die sober, Ill be sure to visit Pac for ya And Im a man of my word, that I got nothing at all So tell me now does it hurt or is it too late? Im a man of my law I gotta keep my weight up, but where do I land if I fall? But never mind, Im fly, you know And shout outs my pretty womens in the spot tonight Let me see them fuckin hands And for the freaks that love the niggas with the Jeeps Lex, coupes and the Bimmers and the Benz, come again When my death calls, I pray the Lord accept collect calls Cause I be playing with these womens like they sex dolls Call my Prada prior, cause its dropping next fall Dont you short the next ball, my closet like the Met ball She said, "I just love it when you speak soft-spoken Up in the magazines with your teeth all golden" Took the whole year off just to learn to make beats Dropped the flames on my release and leave the streets all smokin That touch your soul music, I get you higher Grab your lighter fluid, might add a preacher and a choir to it I speak the fathers music, hallelujah Always Strive & Prosper, stupid Even Montell cant tell you how we do it Sit back and watch me do it And Im a man of my word, that I got nothing at all So tell me now does it hurt or is it too late? Im a man of my law I gotta keep my weight up, but where do I land if I fall? But never mind, Im fly, you know Okay, lets get past all the swag trapping and fashion talking You want that take it to gats or keep it in rapping talking They rap impulsive, get embarrassed, it actually happens often You my son like my last abortion, Im just laughing off it I changed rap, pushed fashion forward, yeah, Im that important You jack my style, she jack me off, and yall both acting awkward? Jiggling baby, nah, go ahead, bitch Aint nothing better than the pretty big forehead bitch Listen close I got some shit to tell you, motherfuckers get familiar Its not just model bitches on my genitalia Did Azaleas from Australia, trips to Venezuela Cinderellas under my umbrella for different weather Ella, ella, ayy, just play it like I didnt tell ya Niggas taking pictures any time we get together And hope to fly away just one day like some love birds Only one word that Im afraid of is the "love" word More power to you, more power to you, my lovely one More power to you, more power to you, my lonely one More power to you, more power to you, my lovely one Whats up, bruh? That all depends With friends like you, who need friends? Sometimes the best advice is no advice Especially when its your advice Oh! Man, remember Your man was on stage dressed like a family member Man, everything basic to Ye Guevara That means Saint Laurent is my Zara I remember Rochelle aint wanna fuck me with the polo Ayy, bitch, you missed out, #fomo I got one child, one child But Im fuckin, fuckin, fuckin like Im tryna make four more They wanna throw me under a white jail Cause Im a black man with confidence of a white male Hallelujah

Find my back in the cold, trapped in another soul, they can hear me holler Im caught in it again, see em all strapped in an cant move and Im sinkin lower Heaven gonna help me cause I feel the world weighin on me heavy, tryna keep it steady Ready for the mission, God, shine your love on me, save me, please If Im goin alone, Ive been gone for so long, aint nobody, you cant hear a word Perched in the night, lookin’ out nowhere, wheres home? I done hit a nerve Pain in my eyes, everytime I find, Im stronger than I ever was Here we go again, God, shine your love on me, save me, please Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah Stay strong Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah Stay strong Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah Save me, Lord Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah Stay strong Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah Save me, Lord Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah Stay strong Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah Save me, Lord Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah Everybody want world peace Til your niece get shot in the dome-piece Then you go and buy your own piece Hopin itll help you find your own peace Bring light to what they dont see Auntie cryin on the concrete Talkin to dispatcher then the phone beep On the other line was the homies Told her that you aint comin home, see When she heard the news it hurt her bone-deep Caught with the rifle with the long reach Just another cycle of the lonely All growin up in environment Where doin crime the requirement They send us off to prison for retirement Hopefully Alice Johnson will inspire men Lord shine your light on me, save me, please Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah Stay strong Lord shine your light on me, save me, please Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah Stay strong Lord shine your light on me, save me, please Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah Save me, Lord Lord shine your light on me, save me, please Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah Stay strong Lord shine your light on me, save me, please Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah Save me, Lord Lord shine your light on me, save me, please Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah Stay strong Lord shine your light on me, save me, please Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah Save me, Lord Lord shine your light on me, save me, please Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah Lord shine your light on me, save me, please Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah Stay strong Lord shine your light on me, save me, please Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah Stay strong Both sides lose somebody Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah Save me, Lord Somebody dies, somebody goes to jail Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah Stay strong Light on me, save me, please Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah Stay strong Lord, shine your light on me, save me, please Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah Stay strong Shine your light on me, save me, please Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah Save me, Lord Shine your light on me Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah Stay strong

Watch out for me, Im bound to glow You better watch out for me, Im bound to glow Your boy all glowed up Every time we touch down, bet it go up Member doin shows, aint nobody show up Pour your heart out, aint nobody show love They used to laugh when my whip was on the tow truck Til me and bein broke finally broke up Watch out for me, Im about to glow Time to shake the dice, time to change the li-i-ight No more 9 to 5, autopilot dri-i-ive Used to work the fries, now we supersi-i-ize We go suit and tie, we gon touch the sky-y-y We so certified, we so certifi-i-ied Fuck you haters still, thats an F-Y-I-I-I They gon bang this here all summerti-i-ime Watch out for me, Im about to glow Yeah, yeah Turn me way up, my voice is really low Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, okay Watch out Why, nigga? Cops out Top down I started out way down low Started from the bottom, now we here now Watch out for me, Im about to glow We about to get the whole nine The whole nine, we just landed on a gold mine We the new Abu Dhabi, this is our time Watch out for me, Im about to glow I just take the dreams Ive been sold And sell em for more, you already know Watch out for me, Im about to glow Hope I deal with karma fore my son do Cause I be drivin round this bih with no sunroof Man, the glow got me feelin like Im gunproof Watch out for me, Im about to glow I still have my guard up Blame this thing Im part of Tryin to avoid more confrontation I just gotta try harder Takin the time to clear my mind Cause soon as Im able to let that go Watch out for me, Im bound to glow Through devotion Blessed are the children We love yall too! We believe if theres anything yall wanna do in life You need devotion Can I hear right on? Through devotion Blessed are the children We live for it Clap your hands this evening Come on, yall I said its alright Clap your hands this evening Come on, yall

Yeah, uh Sun in the sky, you know how I feel Me and the RZA connect Breeze driftin on by Yeah, me and the RZA connect Breeze driftin on by Its a new life for me, yeah Its a new dawn, its a new day Its a new life for me, ooh And Im feeling good Yeah, uh And I’ll never let my son have an ego He’ll be nice to everyone, wherever we go I mean, I might even make him be Republican So everybody know he love white people And I’ll never let him leave his college girlfriend And get caught up with the groupies in the whirlwind And I’ll never let him ever hit the telethon I mean, even if people dyin’ and the world ends See, I just want him to have an easy life, not like Yeezy life Just want him to be someone people like Don’t want him to be hated all the time, judged Don’t be like your daddy thatd never budge And I’ll never let him ever hit a strip club I learned the hard way, that ain’t the place to get love And I’ll never let his mom move to LA Knowin’ she couldn’t take the pressure now we all pray Sun in the sky, you know how I feel Breeze driftin on by Breeze driftin on by Me and the RZA connect Its a new life for me, ooh Me and the RZA connect And Im feeling good Yeah Sorry, junior, I already ruined ya Cause you ain’t even alive, paparazzi pursuin’ ya Sins of a father make your life ten times harder I just wanna take ya to a barber Bondin’ on charters, all the shit that I never did Teach you good values so you cherish it Took me 26 years to find my path My only job is cut the time in half So at 13, we’ll have our first drink together Black bar mitzvahs, mazel tov, mogul talk Look a man dead in his eyes So he know you talk truth when you speak it Give your word, keep it And if the day comes I only see him on the weekend I just pray we was in love on the night that we conceived him Promise to never leave him even if his mama tweakin’ Cause my dad left me and I promise never repeat him Never repeat him, never repeat him Sun in the sky, you know how I feel Breeze driftin on by Breeze driftin on by Its a new life for me, yeah Its a new dawn, its a new day Its a new life for me, ooh And Im feeling good Sun in the sky, you know how I feel Breeze driftin on by Breeze driftin on by Its a new life for me, yeah Its a new dawn, its a new day Its a new life for me, ooh And Im feeling Birds flyin high, you know how I feel

Niggas talkin shit, Push—how do you respond? Im top five and all of them Dylan I am the hope, the dope dealers won Price and the quote, the dope dealers want Feds takin pictures like its GQ This Avianne collarbone is see-through Angel on my shoulder, "What should we do?" Devil on the other, "What would Meek do?" Pop a wheelie, tell the judge to Akinyele Middle fingers out the Ghost, screamin "Makaveli" Hail Mary, the scale fairy Two sides to every coin so we bail ready How do you respond? I let the monies and the fools talk I let the jewels and the hues talk Watch face came with a fuse box Chanels on ya bitch The coupe is 320, the roofs hit or miss Murder on the highway, the news is at six See, I did it my way, the proofs in the bricks Eghck! Smell it through the Tupperware Two can get you four like a double dare Im the king of the oven-ware You can piece the whole puzzle here Niggas talkin shit, Ye—how do you respond? Poop, scoop! Whoop! Whoopty-whoop! Am I too complex for ComplexCon? Everything Ye say cause a new debate "You see, he been out of touch, he cannot relate His hallway too long, bitch too bad Got a surrogate, his kid get two dads" I be thinkin, "What would 2Pac do?" You be thinkin what New Kids on the Block do If you aint drivin while Black, do they stop you? Will MAGA hats let me slide like a drive-thru? That phone call from Ricky still hazy When heaven got an angel named Avery You gotta watch who you callin crazy Yeezy, the newest billion-dollar baby It wont feel right til I feel like Phil Knight Goin for six rings like what Phil told Mike Seven pill nights, who know what that feel like? No more hidin the scars, I show em like Seal, right? How do you respond?

Oh, yeah... I got the perfect song for the kids to sing... And all my people thats— Drug dealin just to get by Stack your money til it get sky high We wasnt supposed to make it past twenty-five Jokes on you, we still alive Throw your hands up in the sky and say "We dont care what people say" If this is your first time hearing this You are about to experience something so cold, man We never had nothin handed, took nothin for granted Took nothin from no man, man, Im my own man But as a shorty, I looked up to the dope man Only adult man I knew that wasnt broke, man Flicking Starter coats, man—man, you dont know, man We dont care what people say This is for my niggas outside all winter Cause this summer they aint finna say, "Next summer, Im finna..." Sitting in the hood like community colleges This dope money here is Lil Treys scholarship Cause aint no tuition for having no ambition And aint no loans for sitting your ass at home So we forced to sell crack, rap, and get a job You gotta do something, man, your ass is grown Drug dealin just to get by Stack your money til it get sky high We wasnt supposed to make it past twenty-five Jokes on you, we still alive Throw your hands up in the sky and say "We dont care what people say" This second verse is for my dogs working nine to five that still hustle Cause a nigga cant shine off $6.55 And everybody selling makeup, Jacobs And bootlegged tapes just to get they cake up We put shit on lay-away, then come back We claim other people kids on our income tax We take that money, cop work, then push packs to get paid And we dont care what people say Mama say she wanna move South Scratching lottery tickets, eyes on a new house Round the same time, Doe ran up in dude house Couldnt get a job So since he couldnt get work, he figured hed take work The drug game bulimic, its hard to get weight So niggas money is homo, its hard to get straight But we gon keep bakin til the day we get cake And we dont care what people say, my niggas— Drug dealin just to get by Stack your money til it get sky high Kids, sing! Kids, sing! We wasnt supposed to make it past twenty-five Jokes on you, we still alive Throw your hands up in the sky and say "We dont care what people say" You know the kids gon act a fool When you stop the programs for after school And they DCFS, some of em dyslexic They favorite 50 Cent song "12 Questions" We scream: "rocks, blow, weed, park," see, now we smart We aint retards the way teachers thought Hold up, hold fast, we make more cash Now, tell my mama I belong in that slow class Its bad enough we on welfare They tryna put me on the school bus with the space for the wheelchair Im tryna get the car with the chrome-y wheels here They tryna cut our lights out like we dont live here Look what was handed us, fathers abandoned us When we get them hammers, go on, call the ambulance Sometimes, I feel no one in this world understands us But we dont care what people say, my niggas— Drug dealin just to get by Stack your money til it get sky high Kids, sing! Kids, sing! We wasnt supposed to make it past twenty-five Jokes on you, we still alive Throw your hands up in the sky and say "We dont care what people say"

Wished I had told ooh was only one But its too late Its too late Hes gone You sweat her, and I aint talkin bout a Coogi You a big L, and I aint talkin bout Cool J See me at the airport, at least twenty Louis Treat me like the Prince and this my sweet brother Numpsay Groupies say Im too choosy Take em to the show and talk all through the movies Say she want diamonds, I took her to Ruby Tuesdays If we up in Fridays, I still have it my way, gone! Gone We striving home Gone I ride on chrome Yall dont want no prob from me What you rappers could get is a job from me Maybe you could be my intern, and in turn Ill show you how I cook up summer in the winter Aaron love the raw dog, when will he learn Caught something on the Usher tour, he had to let it burn Plus, he already got three chilrn Arguin over babysitters like, "Bitch, its your turn" "Damn, Ye, itd be stupid to diss you Even your superficial raps is super-official" R-R-R-Roc Pastelle with Gucci on With TVs in the ride, throw a movie on Said he couldnt rap, now he at the top with Doobie Long Cause I dookied on any song that they threw me on, gone We striving home, gone I ride on chrome, gone We striving home We striving home, gone I ride on chrome Knock knock, whos there? Killa Cam, Killa who? Killa Cam, hustler, grinder, guerilla troop Oh my chinchilla blue, blue you ever dealt with a dealer Well heres the deal, ma we going to the dealer woo No concealing, no ceiling I dont need a roof Act up, get out, I dont need you, poof! Poof, be gone, damn, tough luck, dag Niggas still doing puff-puff-pass Pull the truck up fast and I tell em Hey, back in a touched-up Jag, shit Yall niggas wanna get in Cams cerebellum An old man just gon tell em too late Then I see how yall gonna react when Im gone My last girl want me back then Im on Fine, stay, you got the grind, hey Came back, read what the sign say Yes I know you wanna see my demise Yeah you church boy, acting like a thief in disguise Ain’t even my size, see the greed in my eyes Ask Abby, I hustle, brought weed to the Chi, chyeah And that aint even a lie, please believe me Gave Weezie a piece of the pie and You can ask George or Regina The whole West Side I explore with the Bimmer now We striving home I ride on chrome Listen, homeboy, move on Thats your best bet, whys that, Cons? I been pouring out some liquor for the fact that my pals gone And trying to help his Momma with the fact that her child gone And since we used to bubble like a tub full of Calgon Guess its only right that I should help her from now on But since they got afoul on what couldve gone wrong Now they asking "Cons, how long has this gone on?" And maybe all this money might have gone to my head Cause they got me thinking money might have gone to the Feds So I had gone to the dread, but he had gone up to bed And when I came the next morning he was gone with my bread And with that being said I had gone on my instincts And gone to the spots where they go to get mixed drinks But looking back now, I shouldve gone to the crib And rented Gone With the Wind, cause Ida gone in by ten But I had gone with my friend, and we had gone to the bar And heard a nigga talking shit so I had gone to the car And now the judge is telling me that I had gone too far And now we gone for twenty years doing time behind bars And since I gone to a cell for some petty crimes I guess I gone to the well one too many times, cause Im gone Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-uh uh uh onnn, uh uh-uh onnn Uh-uh onnn, uh uh-uh Im ahead of my time, sometimes years out So the powers that be wont let me get my ideas out And that make me wanna get my advance out And move to Oklahoma and just live at my aunts house Yeah, I romance the thought of leaving it all behind Kanye step away from the lime Light like when I was on the grind In the 1-9-9-9 Before model chicks was bending over Or dealerships asked me "Benz or Rover?" Man, if I could just get one beat on Hova We could get up off this cheap-ass sofa What the summer of the Chi got to offer an eighteen-year-old? Sell drugs or get a job, you gotta play your role My dog worked at Taco Bell, hooked us up plural Fired a week later, the manager count the churros Sometimes I cant believe it when I look up in the mirro How we out in Europe, spending Euros They claim you never know what you got til its gone I know I got it, I dont know what yall on Ima open up a store for aspiring MCs Wont sell em no dream, but the inspiration is free But if they ever flip sides like Anakin Youll sell everything including the mannequin They got a new bitch, now you Jennifer Aniston Hold on Ill handle it, dont start panickin, stay calm Shorties at the door cause they need more Inspiration for they life, they souls, and they songs They said, "Sorry, Mr. West is gone"

She said I dont spend time like I really should She said she dont know me anymore I think she hates me deep down, I know she does She wants to erase me, hmm A couple days, no talking, I see my baby And this what she tells me She said I keep on running, keep on running And nothing works, I cant get away from you, no I keep on ducking, keep on ducking you, nothing helps I cant stop missing you Its like Im her new nightmare, she aint escaping It makes me feel a bit complete Knowing someone you love dont feel the same way about ya Memories they soon delete A couple weeks, no talking, I see my baby I missed you so damn much Hey, I wish we could start over, I told my baby This what this bitch tells me She said I keep on running, keep on running, and nothing works I cant get away from you, no I keep on ducking, keep on ducking you, nothing helps I cant stop missing you Yeah, cause Im in the magazines, on the TV No matter where you are, you might hear me Im in the magazines, on the TV No matter where you go, you might see me Uh, Im Yeezy, she say "Hi, Im Aria" No, you a angel, you wave "Hi" to Aaliyah I got a show in Korea, they built a new arena Why dont you come and watch a nigga tear the whole scene up I know I seen you before, but dont know where I seen ya Oh I remember now, you something that I dreamed of Don C says she cool, but dont let her fuck your cream up Monica Lewinsky on the dress, shell take you to the cleaners Sure enough, a week later, Im in extra love And everybody know shes mine so she extra plugged Every bouncer, every club show her extra love We just praying the new fame dont get the best of us But all good things gotta come to a en-a She let it go to her head, "No, not my Aria" The height of her shopping was writers blocking me I couldnt get my shit out anyway, I hope you die, Aria I keep on running, keep on running And nothing works, I cant get away from you, no I keep on ducking, keep on ducking you, nothing helps I cant stop missing you

Let me know Do I still got time to grow? Things aint always set in stone That be known let me know Seems like street lights, glowing, happen to be Just like moments passing in front of me So I hopped in the cab and I paid my fare See I know my destination, Im just not there All these street lights, glowing, happen to be Just like moments passing in front of me So I hopped in the cab and I paid my fare See I know my destination, Im just not there In these streets In these streets Im just not there in these streets Im just not there Life just aint fair Seems like street lights, glowing, happen to be Just like moments passing in front of me So I hopped in the cab and I paid my fare See I know my destination, Im just not there All these street lights, glowing, happen to be Just like moments passing in front of me So I hopped in the cab and I paid my fare See I know my destination, Im just not there In these streets In these streets Im just not there in these streets Im just not there Life just aint fair The good Lord gives The good Lord taketh away Thats how it goes I dont know what else to say The good Lord gives The good Lord taketh away Thats how it goes Dont go live your life in vain

Yeah Thank you, thank you, thank you, youre far too kind! Ah, uh, whoo, yeah! Ready? Whoo, whoo, whoo! Lets go! Cookin raw with the Brooklyn boy So for one last time I need yall to roar Uh, uh, uh, uh Now, what the hell are you waiting for? After me, there shall be no more So for one last time, nigga, make some noise Get em Jay! Who you know fresher than Hov? Riddle me that! The rest of yall know where Im lyrically at Cant none of yall mirror me back, yeah, hearin me rap Is like hearin G. Rap in his prime, Im Young H.O., raps grateful dead Bout to take over the globe, now break bread Im in Boeing jets, Global Express Out the country but the blueberry still connect On the low but the yacht got a triple deck But when you Young, what the fuck you expect? Yep, yep! Grand openin, grand closin God damn, your man Hov cracked the can open again Who you gon find doper than him? With no pen, just draw off inspira-tion-tion Soon you gon see you cant replace him-him With cheap imitations for these generations Encore, do you want more? Cookin raw with the Brooklyn boy So for one last time I need yall to roar Uh, uh, uh, uh Now, what the hell are you waiting for? After me, there shall be no more So for one last time, nigga, make some noise What the hell are you waiting for? Look what you made me do, look what I made for you Knew if I paid my dues, how will they pay you? When you first come in the game, they try to play you Then you drop a couple of hits, look how they wave to you From Marcy to Madison Square To the only thing that matters in just a matter of years As fate would have it, Jays status appears To be at an all-time high, perfect time to say goodbye When I come back like Jordan Wearin the 45, it aint to play games with you Its to aim at you, probably maim you If I owe you Im blowin you to smithereens Cocksucker, take one for your team And I need you to remember one thing I came, I saw, I conquered From record sales, to sold-out concerts So, motherfucker, if you want this encore I need you to scream, til your lungs get sore Im tired of being what you want me to be Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface Dont know what youre expecting of me Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes Every step that I take is another mistake to you And every second I waste is more than I can take! Ive become so numb, I cant feel you there Become so tired, so much more aware Im becoming this, all I want to do Is be more like me and be less like you Ive become so numb Can I get a encore? Do you want more? Ive become so numb So for one last time I need yall to roar One last time I need yall to roar

Hows your son? He made the team this year? Aight, they said he wasnt tall enough (...all all that glitters is not gold And all gold is not reality Real is what you lays on me) Ma we here we gon cook this Sunday ok? Thats a new girlfriend? This is family business And this is for the family that cant be with us And this is for my cousin locked down, know the answers in us This why I spit it in my songs so sweet like a photo Of your grannys picture, now that youre gone, it hit us Super hard on Thanksgiving and Christmas, this cant be right Yeah, you heard the track I did man, "This Cant 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 the guard have to look all through it? As kids, we used to laugh Who knew that life would move this fast? Who knew Id have to look at you through a glass? And look, you tell me you aint did it then you aint did it And if you did, then thats family business And I dont care bout They dont mean a thing All these fancy things I tell you that all is my weight and gold Now all I know I know all these things This is family business And this is for everybody standing with us Come on, lets take a family Grammy picture Abi, remember when they aint believe in me? Now she like "See, thats my cousin on TV!" Now, we gettin it and we gon make it And they gon hate it and Im his favorite I cant deny it, Im a straight rider But when we get together be electric slidin Grandma, get em shook up Aw naw, dont open the photo book up I got an Aunt Ruth that cant remember your name But I bet them Polaroidsll send her down memory lane You know that one auntie, you dont mean to be rude But every holiday nobody eating her food And you dont wanna stay there cause them your worst cousins Got roaches at their crib like them your first cousins Act like you aint took a bath with your cousins Fit three in the bed if its six of yall Im talkin bout three by the head and three by the leg But you aint 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 morning with a new state of mind A creative way to rhyme without using 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, thats my family, dog And my niggas aint my guys, they my family, dog I feel like one day youll understand me, dog You can still love your man and be manly, dog You aint got to get heated at every house warmin Sittin here, grillin people like George Foreman Why Uncle Ray and Aunt Shiela always performin? The second she storm out then he storm in Yall gon sit down, have a good time this reunion And drink some wine like Communion And act like everything fine and if it isnt We aint letting everybody in our family business, uh They dont mean a thing They dont mean a thing They dont mean a thing a thing They dont mean a thing a thing a thing I dont care what they dont mean a thing all these fancy things I tell you that all is my weight and gold All I know, I know all these things All these things, all these things All these things, all these things CLK Mercedes Benz All these things, all these things ... All these things, all these things ... All these things, all these things ... A whole lotta money All these things, all these things All these things, all these things All these things, all these things Mommy and Daddy, will you please stop fighting? All these things, all these things All these things, all these things All these things, all these things All these things, all these things... Lets get Stevie outta jail

How you feelin? You feel alright? Im so bossy, bitch, get off me Its a different jingle when you hear these car keys Your SLs missin a S, nigga Your planes missin a chef The common theme, see, they both got wings If you fly, do it to death Its only one God, and its only one crown So its only one king that can stand on this mound King Push, kingpin, overlord Coast Guard come, a hundred goin overboard I got money with the best of em Go blow-for-blow with any Mexican Dont let your side bitches settle in Might have to headbutt you, Evelyn Ballers, I put numbers on the boards Hard to get a handle on this double-edged sword Whether rappin or Im rappin to a whore Might reach back and relapse to wrappin up this raw Givenchy fittin like its gym clothes We really gym stars, Im like D. Rose No D-League, Im like this close 88 Jordan, leapin from the free-throw Ballers, I put numbers on the boards Ballers, I put numbers on the boards Motherfuckers cant rhyme no more, bout crime no more Mix drug and show money, "Biggs" Burke on tour Twenty-five bricks, move work like chore Hit Delaware twice, needed twenty-five more I see flaw, cracks in your diamond CB4 when you rhyme, Simple Simon Come and meet the pieman, a must that I flaunt it The legend grows legs when it comes back to haunt us Ballers, I put numbers on the boards Cant a bitch livin say I bought her Michael Kors Every car driven was decided by the horse Keep the sticker in the window case you wonder what it cost How could you relate when you aint never been great? And rely on rap money to keep food up on your plates, nigga? I might sell a brick on my birthday Thirty-six years of doin dirt like its Earth Day—God! Ballers, I put numbers on the boards

So much hate at the top, its a lonely place When you find out the opps aint the only snakes And your spouse only know what you dont erase The world only know you by your worst mistakes So spaz on they ass, thats the only way Smash on the gas down Stony, ayy Crash and come back with a swollen face And when Im on my way, X hold the gate Terrorize shit, we dont negotiate If you bitch-made, we dont associate Show up at your birthday if you owe me cake With a black mask, thats how we exfoliate So pardon my way, my hearts in the way I follow my thoughts, aint no logic in Ye Said thats all Ima say, if he caught him a case Then send him to jail, like a dog in a cage I aint feeling the age, no rottin away Youre dark as the days, you caught in the way Cause coffins is laid under a tombstone Cause even when you die, they still throwin rocks at your graves So follow the wave, cant swallow the hate My mind trumps anything that a scholar could say Dont know how to behave, we rage out of the raves Dislocate an arm, just pop it in place Cause the damned, they aint it, all the pain and anguish Turned me into a man, so I aint complainin Now these things is changin, no more lames is hanging No more fame in famous, aint no shame in shamin She wanna give you the cookie, you Famous Amos She gave you the pussy, but you aint pay for the anus Now your name is tainted, by the claims they paintin The defendant is guilty, no one blames the plaintiff Gotta say it in Laymans terms, while you wait on arraignments Cause if the jury say you did it, the payment is heinous Give me one minute, my lady just fainted My babies is crying, you understand what Im sayin? One minute, one minute, gone One minute, and the next ones mine One minute, one minute, gone One minute, and the next ones mine One minute, one minute, gone One minute, and the next ones mine One minute, one minute, gone One minute and the next ones... mine! Ahaha Faith, I want more Faith, I want more Faith, I want more Faith, I want more Faith, I want more Faith, I want more! One minute, one minute, gone One minute, and the next ones mine One minute, one minute, gone One minute, and the next ones mine One minute, one minute, gone One minute, and then the next ones mine One minute, one minute, gone One minute and the next ones—

Kanyeezy you did it again, you a genius nigga! Lucifer, son of the morning! Im gonna chase you out of Earth Lucifer, son of the morning! Im gonna chase you out of Earth Lord forgive him, he got them dark forces in him But he also got a righteous cause for sinning Them-a-murder me, so I gotta murder them first Emergency, doctors performing procedures Jesus, I aint trying to be facetious, but "Vengeance is mine" sayeth the Lord, you said it better than all Leave niggas on deaths door, breathing on Respirators for killing my best boy, haters On permanent hiatus as I skate In the Maybach Benz, flyer than Sanaa Lathan Pumping "Brown Sugar" by DAngelo In Los Angeles, like an evangelist I can introduce you to your maker Bring you closer to nature, ashes after they cremate you bastards Hope you been reading your psalms and chapters Paying your tithe, being good Catholics, Im coming Lucifer, son of the morning! Im gonna chase you out of Earth Lucifer, son of the morning! Im gonna chase you out of Earth Yes, this is holy war, I wet yall all with the holy water Spray from the Heckler-Koch automatic All the static, shall cease to exist Like a sabbatical, I throw couple at you, take six! Spread love, to all of my dead thugs I pour out a little Louis, till I head above Yessir, and when I perish, the meek shall inherit the Earth til that time, its on and popping, church Like Don Bishop, the fifth or palm cock either Lift up your soul or give you the holy ghost Please I leave you in somebodys cathedral for stunting like Evel Knievel I let you see where that bright light lead you The more you talk, the more you irking us The more you gon need memorial services The Black Album, second verse, is like Devils pie, save some dessert for us Man, I gotta get my soul right I gotta get these devils out my life These cowards gonna make a nigga ride They wont be happy til somebody die Oh man, I gotta get my soul right Fore Im locked up for my whole life Every time it seems its alright Somebody want they soul to rise I chase you off of this Earth I got dreams of holding a nine milla to Bobs killer Asking him "why?" as my eyes fill up These days I cant wake up with a dry pillow Gone but not forgotten, homes I still feel ya So, curse the day that birthed the bastard Who caused your church mass, reverse the crash Reverse the blast then reverse the car Reverse the day and there you are, Bobalob Lord forgive him, we all have sinned But Bobs a good dude, please let him in And if you feel in my heart that I long for revenge Please blame it on the son of the morning, thanks again

Im not loving you, way I wanted to What I had to do, had to run from you Im in love with you, but the vibe is wrong And that haunted me, all the way home So you never know, never, never know Never know enough, til its over love Til we lose control, system overload Screaming, "No, no, no, n-nooo!" Im not loving you, way I wanted to See I wanna move, but cant escape from you So I keep it low, keep a secret code So everybody else dont have to know So keep your love lockdown—your love lockdown Keeping your love lockdown—your love lockdown Now keep your love lockdown—your love lockdown Now keep your love lockdown—you lose Im not loving you, way I wanted to I cant keep my cool, so I keep it true I got something to lose, so I gotta move I cant keep myself and still keep you too So I keep in mind, when Im on my own Somewhere far from home, in the danger zone How many times did I tell you fore it finally got through? You lose, you lose Im not loving you, way I wanted to See I had to go, see I had to move No more wasting time, you cant wait for life Were just racin time, wheres the finish line? So keep your love lockdown—your love lockdown Keeping your love lockdown—your love lockdown Now keep your love lockdown—your love lockdown Now keep your love lockdown—you lose Im not loving you, way I wanted to I bet no one knew, I got no one new Know I said Im through, but got love for you But Im not loving you, the way I wanted to Gotta keep it goin, keep the loving goin Keep it on the roll, only God knows If I be with you, baby, Im confused You choose, you choose Im not loving you, way I wanted to Where I wanna go, I dont need you Ive been down this road too many times before Im not loving you, way I wanted to So keep your love lockdown—your love lockdown Keeping your love lockdown—your love lockdown Now keep your love lockdown—your love lockdown Now keep your love lockdown—you lose You lose, you lose You lose, you lose

You want me to give you a testimony about my life And how good hes been to me I dont know what to tell you about him I love him so much with all my heart and my soul With every bone in my body I love him so much Because hes done so much for me Every morning Every day of my life I wont always be crying tears In the middle of the night, and I wont always have to wake up By myself wondering how Im gonna get through the day I wont always have to think about what Im gonna do And how Im gonna, how Im gonna make it How Im gonna get there, because he... Hes gonna be there for me Some day the sky above will open up And he will reach out his hand and guide me through Oh yes he will I wont always be crying these tears I wont always be feeling so blue Some day, he will open up the door for me And call my name Some day he will I dont know if anybody understands what that feels like No matter what youve been through Or where youve been hes always there With his arms open wide Accepting me For who I am And I love him so much I couldnt do it without him I wouldnt want to Im crying now It feels so good to be free To be accepted for who you are and loved no matter what Oh lord thank you You are the joy of my life

You just popped in the Kanye West Get Right for the Summer workout tape And ladies if you follow these instructions exactly You might be able to pull you a rapper, a NBA player Man, at least a dude with a car So, first of all, we gonna work on the stomach Nobody wants a little tight ass 1, and 2, and 3, and 4, and get them sit ups right, and Tuck your tummy tight and do your crunches like this Give head, stop, breathe, get up, check your weave Dont drop the blunt and disrespect the weed Pick up your son and dont disrespect your seed Its a party tonight and ooh shes so excited Tell me whos invited: you, your friends and my dick Whats scary to me is Henny makes girls look like Halle Berry to me So excuse me miss, I forgot your name Thank you, God bless you, good night I came, I came, I came Its been a week without me And she feel weak without me She wanna talk it out but Aint nothing to talk about Unless shes talking about freaking out Then maybe we can work it out Work it out, work it out Work it out, work it out now Maybe we can work it out Oh, girl, your silhouette make me wanna light a cigarette My name Kanye from the Jigga set, Twista said "Get It Wet" Ooh girl your breath is harsh! Cover your mouth up like you got SARS Off them tracks yea I bought them cars Still, kill a nigga on 16 bars We aint sweating to the oldies, we juking to a cold beat Maybe one day girl we can bone So you can brag to all your homies now But I still mess with a big girl, if you aint fit girl, Ill still hit girl 1 and, you brought 2 friends, ok, 3 more now hop in the Benz 4-door: do you know the difference between a 5, 6, 7, 8? All the mocha lattes, you gotta do Pilates You gotta pop this tape in before you start back dating Hustlers, gangstas, all us ballas Its been a week without me And she feel weak without me She wanna talk it out but Aint nothing to talk about Unless shes talking about freaking out Then maybe we can work it out Work it out, work it out Work it out, work it out now Maybe we can work it out Hi, my name is Jill, I just want to say thanks to Kanyes workout plan. I was able to pull a NBA player. And like now I shop every day on Rodeo Drive. I just want to say, thank you Kanye! Woooo! Woooo! Woooo! My name is Lasandra, and I just want to say that ever since listening to Kanyes workout tape, I was able to get my phone bill paid, I got sounds and 13s put up in my Cavalier and I was able to get a free trip to Cancun. And whats most importantly is that I aint gotta fuck with Ray-Rays broke ass no mo Work it Juke it Pump it Chi-Town Lets go My name is Ella-May from Mobile, Alabama, and I just want to say since listening to Kanyes workout tape, I been able to date outside the family, I got a double wide, and I rode a plane, rode a plane, rode a plane Thanks to Kanyes workout plan Im the envy of all my friends See I pulled me a baller man And I aint gotta work at the mall again My favorite work out plan I wanna see you work out I wanna see you work out Thats right, put in work, move your ass, go berserk Eat your salad, no dessert, get that man you deserve Its Kanyes workout plan I said its Kanyes workout plan Its Kanyes workout plan His workout plan Thats right, put in work Move your ass, go berserk Eat your salad, no dessert Get that man you deserve Its Kanyes workout plan I said its Kanyes workout plan Its Kanyes workout plan His workout plan Thats right, put in work Move your ass, go berserk Eat your salad, no dessert Get that man you deserve Thats right, put in work Move your ass, go berserk Eat your salad, no dessert Get that man you deserve Thats right, put in work Move your ass, go berserk Eat your salad, no dessert Get that man you deserve I want to see you work out for me Whoa, yeah, whoa yeah Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do, yo

The storm is on the horizon I’m standing here alone Got a pistol on my hip and its gonna be some shit If you want it then bring it on See Im a motherfuckin soldier And I’ma be here til it’s done And when they asking who Im is, shit You just tell them that I’m the one Tell them that I’m the one Tell them that I’m the one Im the one, baby, yeah, Im the one, baby Since God gave his only begotten son, baby Its hard preachin the gospel to the slums lately So I had to put the church on the drums, baby You on a run, baby, you on a run, baby You think you free but you a slave to the funds, baby You think you me, but you aint me, what you done lately? Mhm thats cool but I been runnin on the sun, baby We on a galaxy the haters cannot visit Thats my reality so get off my Scott Disick If you ever held a title belt, you would know how Michael felt Tyson, Jackson, Jordan - Michael Phelps Yeah, had to take it to another realm Cause everything around me got me underwhelmed Best way to describe my position is at the helm Best way to describe my new whip - yeaaaalm! The storm is on the horizon I’m standing here alone Got a pistol on my hip and its gonna be some shit If you want it then bring it on See Im a motherfuckin soldier And I’ma be here til it’s done And when they asking who Im is, shit You just tell them that I’m the one Tell them that I’m the one Tell them that I’m the one I told Detroit Imma fuckin get it I told my brother well be fuckin winnin Ye told me Im the man for the job So I told my mom, call hers up and tell em that she quittin Started off in that Chevrolet, but its Ferraris I gotta drive Im on HBO with my entourage, Im 59 fuckin 9 to 5 I need a hundred million no compromise, Im a double X-L nigga Magazine and condom size, see what I seen and be traumatized I dont wait, I marinate, variate, everyday Every state, sold out, fuck around and need a barricade My weed loud, I need a hearing aid Livin life behind a pair of shades I be a billionaire if I could get a dollar For all the bullshit that I hear a day I did it The storm is on the horizon I’m standing here alone Got a pistol on my hip and its gonna be some shit If you want it then bring it on See Im a motherfuckin soldier And I’ma be here til it’s done And when they asking who Im is, shit You just tell them that I’m the one Tell them that I’m the one Tell them that I’m the one Treat the back seat like a sofa bed Break bread with my niggas, call it profit sharing This some good shit, but it get better And yeah my bitch cold, nigga thin sweater Like my verse suede and the beat leather Just tryin to stay above sea level When my nigga went to jail, I said, "Free Gucci" I done bought so much shit, I should get free Gucci Bought my baby momma anaconda bags I shouldnt have bought it all, I shouldve went and cut the grass Snake ass niggas in my fuckin face Bring your girl here nigga so I could fuck her face Yeah I run this place, this is cashmere swag Niggas treadmillin goin nowhere fast Sittin courtside at the Hawks game Louis on, I could trip a fuckin ball player Fuck yeah, awesome, yeah I lost some, of my mind And then I found peace, it was really kind Of awesome, its possible, goddamn right Yeah Ive been honest the whole time Fuck yeah, awesome, yeah I lost some, of my mind And then I found peace, it was really kind Of awesome, its possible, goddamn right Yeah Ive been honest the whole time

Kanye, its Foxx, man Im just sayin I was talkin to the girls you know And we dont put enough emphasis on the ladies sometime You know, I was talkin to this girl She was talkin about the music all fast in the club you know She gotta drink water cause she thirsty She danced like 92 hundred songs back to back With aint nobody really try to find out what she feelin Like how she feel... you know what she told me? Check it out, this is what she said Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oooh She said she want some Marvin Gaye, some Luther Vandross A little Anita will definitely set this party off right (Are you gonna be, are you gonna be, are you gonna be Are you gonna be, are you gonna be, well well well well) She said she want some Ready for the World, some New Edition Some Minnie Riperton will definitely set this party off right (Are you gonna be, are you gonna be, are you gonna be Are you gonna be, are you gonna be, well well well well) It definitely will! You know what I told her? I told her to drive over in yo new whip, bring some friends you cool wit Ima bring the 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 Shyne home Man I swear she fine homes, why she always lyin 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 played Ready for the World, she was ready for some action My dog said you aint no freak so you bout to prove my man wrong Ima play this Vandross, you gon take yo pants off Ima play this Gladys Knight, me and you gon get right She said she want some Marvin Gaye, some Luther Vandross A little Anita will definitely set this party off right (Are you gonna be, are you gonna be, are you gonna be Are you gonna be, are you gonna be, well well well well) She said she want some Ready for the World, some New Edition Some Minnie Riperton will definitely set this party off right (Are you gonna be, are you gonna be, are you gonna be Are you gonna be, are you gonna be, well well well well) Smokey Robinson, Smokey Robinson Freddie Jackson, everything, everything Smokey Robinson, Ashford & Simpson Set the party, really set the party off right Yes it will, yes it will Al Green, oh! Al Green, ohh yeah! Oooh!!! Whatcha know about the Isley Brothers? Now Kanye, I know I told you to slow it down, baby Its good, its all good, its beautiful But now I need you to do it faster baby Can you please? Do it faster, baby, do it faster! Damn, baby; I cant do it that fast... but I know somebody who can, Twista! Got you looking at the glist on my hands and wrist While Im layin back and smoking on my cannabis When it come to rockin the rhythm like Marvin and Luther I can tell you aint no messin with Kan Man and Twist In the Chi and I be sippin Hennessy, play some R&B While I smoke a b, you can preferably find that Im a G And all this Come wit me and sip on some Evelyn Champagne You aint know Twista could work it like the Whispers? Hit the stop light, move it to some Isleys Rims still movin so I bump a lil Spinners While Im smoking on a b, dippin through the streets Bumpin R&B and I got the heat on the 23s And I do it Wit my Earth in the Wind smoking Fire Let me get ya sheets wet listenin to Keith Sweat Put you in a daze wit Maze Fulfilling our every temptation Slow jammin, havin deep sex You ready for the world girl, come on go wit me I touch you all over your body baby dont say no to me And every moment be controlling me Im lovin the way you be holdin me when I be listenin to Jodeci And when I come over and bend ya ass You be bumpin Teddy Pendergrass I done hit it from the back, to the melody and rode it slow Now I got to go up in it fast, but Ima finish last No matter how much of a thug you see I still spit it like its R&B, come to the club wit me And when some Luther come on I hope you feelin me And still will be in love wit me, Chi ride She said she want some Marvin Gaye, some Luther Vandross A little Anita will definitely set this party off right (Are you gonna be, are you gonna be, are you gonna be Are you gonna be, are you gonna be, well well well well) She said she want some Ready for the World, some New Edition Some Minnie Riperton will definitely set this party off right (Are you gonna be, are you gonna be, are you gonna be Are you gonna be, are you gonna be, well well well well) Sly and the Family Stone Lets get the party on Sly and the Family Stone Lets get our party on Earth, Wind and Fire, baby Lets take it higher, sweetie Lets really set, lets really set this party off She said she want some Marvin Gaye, some Luther Vandross A little Anita will definitely set this party off right (Are you gonna be, are you gonna be, are you gonna be Are you gonna be, are you gonna be, well well well well) She said she want some Ready for the World, some New Edition Some Minnie Riperton will definitely set this party off right (Are you gonna be, are you gonna be, are you gonna be Are you gonna be, are you gonna be, well well well well)

A roaring lion, walketh about, seekin whom he may devour Take some, rain, nonstop, rain dont want war Rain come, rain come Come shine, come rain, come up Southside, let it bang Outside, let it rain Rain down on a pain Rain down on the slain Rain down for my mom Rain down on the farm Shower us with your love Wash us in the blood Drop this for the thugs Know I grew up in the mud The top is not enough Wash us in the blood Is there anybody here? Huh Is there anybody here? Ooh That can save no matter how much he player-hate? Hahaha It was the blood that, ooh It was the blood that, God It was the blood that cleansed me, ha It was the, ooh Shower down on us Wash us in the blood Wash us in the blood Whole life bein thugs No choice, sellin drugs Southside, what it does? Rain down on us Genocide what it does Slavery what it does Rain down on us Whole life sellin drugs Wash us in the blood Wash us in Your blood Wash us in the blood Wash us in the blood Wash us in the blood Holy Spirit, come down Holy Spirit, come down Holy Spirit, help now Holy Spirit, help now Holy Spirit, come down Holy Spirit, come down Holy Spirit, help now Holy Spirit, help now Wash us in the blood Whole life bein thugs No choice, sellin drugs Genocide what it does Mass incarc what it does Cost a cause what it does Nother life bein lost Let it off, set it off Execution, thirty states Thirty states still execute Thou shall not kill, I shall not spill, Nextels at the rendezvous We dodgin time in the federal Squad box you in like a sectional We walk through the glass and the residue Now look what we headed to Rain down on us Rain down on us Wash us in the blood Wash us in the blood Holy Spirit, come down Holy Spirit, come down And they tryna control Ye They want me to calm down They dont want me to Kanye They dont want Kanye to be Kanye They wanna sign a fake Kanye They tryna sign a calm Ye Thats right, I call em Calm-Ye But dont take me the wrong way But dont take me the wrong way Cause God took me a long way They wanna edit the interviews They wanna take it to interludes Cut a whole sentence to interlude You know that its fake if its in the news So I let it fly when Im in the booth The devil a liar and I been the truth Livin cause nobody livin And nobody gettin it, doin it different Rain down on us Holy Spirit, come down Holy Spirit, come down We need You now Wash us in the blood Whole life bein thugs No choice, sellin drugs Genocide what it does Slavery what it does

Ooh I dont need yall either Ooh dont wanna talk about it Ooh like I dont, like I dont know nobody Like I dont know nobody I guess I dont Oh you mad, huh? Oh you mad, huh? Oh you mad, huh? Uh-oh, uh-oh, she gon be mad right? Aint that too bad, right? Wanna catch that cab, right? Take back that bag, right? I guess that she just gon go buy herself that purse, that purse I guess that she just gon go swipe, buy her self-worth, that’s cold Now Im the villain, nah really Im just chillin Tryna stack these 20s, 50s, hundreds, millions, to the ceilin Mary, Mary all I need: pussy, money, weed And all my women in doubles, Im at the DoubleTree All I hear hoes callin out wildin, on the road like every day We everywhere, any day and anywhere that the money say No questions, no questions please, just on your knees Blow, dont sneeze, bitch shut up, dont breathe Gasp, on the gas, til I crash, autopsy said that nigga mashed All praise to Allah, not Ramadan but these bitches fast Fuck in the party, pull up her skirt, then skrrr Who her? I forgot her name Ooh like I dont, like I dont know nobody Ooh like I dont, like I dont know nobody Ooh like, ooh like I dont know nobody Like I dont know nobody, like I dont know nobody Oh you mad, huh? I guess I dont Oh you mad, huh? Oh you mad, huh? Oh you mad, huh? There go another lawsuit In court so much, man I shouldve went to law school Everybody brawlin, it was all cool Til I hit the bartender with the barstool I dont fuck with fake dudes wearin fake Trues I just talked to 2 Chainz and he said, "TRUUU!" I feel like MJ, Im in his shoes Im talkin Montell Jordan, this is how we do Bust a nigga head and then I lay low These niggas ass-water, get the Drano She aint really bad, she a photo thot I should hire this bitch, she so damn good at Photoshop That Lexapro got me drowsy, then a heart attack I think they finally think got me where they want me at I got 700 emails in my inbox What that mean? I aint callin nobody back Ooh like I dont, like I dont know nobody Ooh like I dont, like I dont know nobody Ooh like, ooh like I dont know nobody Like I dont know nobody, like I dont know nobody I guess I dont Oh you mad, huh? Oh you mad, huh? Oh you mad, huh? I be catchin too many stares this evening God-fearin but God knows Im on a roll At the Louvre in Paris, still be on the block like the corner store Aint my fault you aint the man, made a plan, man it was planned They sleeping on me like long flights, I pop a Xan on the way to France Paparazzi like, "Oh thats him!", pour that gin, lets get faded Drinkin like its no tomorrow, whats today? Im in the Matrix Hater, please let me live my life, swear to God I be tryna do right But if she bad I might hit a bitch in the elevator like Ray Rice Uh, yall pay the price, I pay the difference, its just different SAVEMONEY, aint nothin different, gunshots and jumpin fences Hold on, Im tryna get loose, please dont get shit confused Ask Don C, Ive been lit, this Ye shit just lit the fuse Now Im on fire, everybody go quiet Like where was you last week? My nigga the fuck was you hidin? Like I was laying on my arm, Im on my side South side, Im down to start a riot Ooh like I dont, like I dont know nobody Ooh like I dont, like I dont know nobody Ooh like, ooh like I dont know nobody Like I dont know nobody, like I dont know nobody Oh you mad, huh? I guess I dont Oh you mad, huh? Oh you mad, huh? Oh you mad, huh?

Pullin up in that new toy The wrist on that boy rockstar like Pink Floyd Waving at rude boy, Im wavin at you, boy Ran off on the plug too like Trugoy Imagine me do-boy, you could never do what I do, boy Still, duckin shit that I did, boy Niggas in Paris fore Hit-Boy These aint the same type of hits, boy Shit can get litter than lit, boy You dont take these type of risks, boy Cause this boy been throwin that D like Rich Boy You missed, boy; ya numbers dont add up on the blow That was ten years ago – if you know, you know If you know, you know If you know, you know This thing of ours, oh, this thing of ours A fraternity of drug dealers ringin off I just happen to be alumni Too legit, they still lookin at me with one eye The company I keep is not corporate enough Child Rebel Soldier, you aint orphan enough A rapper turned trapper cant morph into us But a trapper turned rapper can morph into Puff Dance contest for the smokers I predict snow, Al Roker I only ever looked up to Sosa You all get a bird, this nigga Oprah Bricklayers in ball shorts Coachin from the side of the ball courts One stop like a Walmart We got the tennis balls for the wrong sport If you know bout the carport The trap doors supposed to be awkward Thats the reason we ball for Circle round twice for the encore You ever been hit with the water weight Then had to weigh, "Do you war or wait?" When we all clickin like Golden State And you and your team are the motorcade Been grantin wishes like a genie Two bad hoes in two-piece bikinis Ive been hidin where you can see me The skybox is right next to RiRis Solely responsible for showin rappers how to stand On the front lines when trappers started throwin bands Where were you when Big Meech brought the tigers in? Cause I was busy earnin stripes like a tigers skin Bricklayers in ball shorts Coachin from the side of the ball courts One stop like a Walmart We got the tennis balls for the wrong sport If you know bout the carport The trap door supposed to be awkward Thats the reason we ball for Circle round twice for the encore

Uh-uh, Im tryna catch the beat Uh, Im tryna to catch the beat Im tryna to catch the beat, uh-uh, uh-uh Im tryna to catch the beat N-now, th-th-throw your motherfuckin hands Get em high All the girls pass the weed to your motherfuckin man Get em high Now I aint never tell you to put down your hands Keep em high And if youre losin your high, then smoke again Keep em high My flow is in the pocket like wallets, I got the bounce like hydraulics I cant call it, I got the swerve like alcoholics My freshman year I was going through hella problems Til I built up the nerve to drop my ass up out of college My teacher said I was a loser, I told her, "Why dont you kill me?" I give a fuck if you fail me, Im gonna follow My heart, and if you follow the charts Or the plaques or the stacks, you aint gotta guess whos back, you see? Im so Chi that you thought I was bashful But this bastards flow will bash your skull And I will cut your girl like Pastor Tro And I dont usually smoke, but pass the dro And I wont give you that money that you askin for Why you think me and Dame cool? We assholes Thats why we hear your music and fast forward Cause we dont wanna hear that weak shit no mo N-now, th-th-throw your motherfuckin hands Get em high All the girls pass the weed to your motherfuckin man Get em high Now I aint never tell you to put down your hands Keep em high And if youre losin your high, then smoke again Keep em high Now who the hell is this Emailing me at 11:26 Telling me that she thirty-six, twenty-six plus double-d? You know how girls on Black Planet be when they get bubbly At NYU but she hail from Kansas Right now she just lampin, chillin on campus Sent me a picture with her feelin on Candice Who said her favorite rapper was the late great Francis W-H-I-T, its getting 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? Lyrics stick to your rib Thats my favorite CD that I play at my crib You dont really know him, why is you lyin? Yo Kwe, she dont believe me, please pick up the line She gon think that Im lyin, just spit a couple of lines Then maybe Ill be able to give her dick all the time And get her high , ow I cant believe this nigga use my name for pickin up dimes But never mind, I need some tracks, you tryin to pull tracks out And my rhymes is finna blow, you trying to blow backs out Well, okay, you twisted my arm, Ill assist with the charm Ayo, aint you meet that chick at that conference with your moms? Her sister the bomb, but she got the bougie behavior Always got something to say like a OkayPlayer-hater Anyways, I dont usually fuck with the Internet Or chicks with birth control stuck to they arm like Nicorette You really fuckin that much or tryna get off cigarettes? If she think its fly, she aint met a real nigga yet I apologize if I come off a little inconsiderate I got the Bubba Kush and her sister could get a hit of it, yeah Get em high like noon or the moon Or a room filled with smoke, a hype-filled with dope Yall assumed I was doomed, out of tune But I still filled the notes with real nigga quotes Real rappers is hard to find like a remote Control, rap is out of Used to, but still got love Thats 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 live-er niggas than you Yous 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, Im here to resurrect me Marshas too sexy to even make songs like these Thats why the raw dont know your name, like Alicia Keys Too many featured emcees, and producers is popular Twelve thousand spins, nobody got to coppin a Album, how come you the hot garbage of The year? Its clear your image is looped up Label got you souped-up, tellin you you sick When 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 infra- Red across your head, Im bred king like Simba Bolder than Denver, I aint a mad 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 your hands up, get them motherfuckers higher, then N-now, th-th-throw your motherfuckin hands Get em high All the girls pass the weed to your motherfuckin man Get em high Now I aint never tell you to put down your hands Keep em high And if youre losin your high, then smoke again Keep em high

Its amazing, Im the reason Everybody fired up this evening Im exhausted, barely breathing Holding on to what I believe in No matter what, youll never take that from me My reign is as far as your eyes can see, its amazing So amazing, so amazing, so amazing, its amazing So amazing, so amazing, so amazing, its amazing Im a monster, Im a killer I know Im wrong, yeah Im a problem Thatll never ever be solved And no matter what, youll never take that from me My reign is as far as your eyes can see, its amazing So amazing, so amazing, so amazing, its amazing So amazing, so amazing, so amazing, its amazing Im a monster, Im a maven I know this world is changing Never gave in, never gave up Im the only thing Im afraid of No matter what, youll never take that from me My reign is as far as your eyes can see, its amazing So amazing, so amazing, so amazing, its amazing So amazing, so amazing, so amazing, its amazing So amazing, so amazing, so amazing, its amazing So amazing, so amazing, so amazing, its amazing Im amazing yeah Im all that If I aint on my grind, then what you call that? Victorious, yeah we warriors We make history, strive off victory Standing at my podium, Im trying to watch my sodium Die high blood pressure, either let the Feds catch ya Im amazing, born on a full moon I was bred to get it in, no spoon Thats why Im so goon, summertime, no June Big family, small house, no room They like "Oh God, why he go so hard? Look what hes been through, he deserves an applause" So amazing, so amazing, so amazing, its amazing So amazing, so amazing, so amazing, its amazing So amazing, so amazing, so amazing, its amazing So amazing, so amazing, so amazing, its amazing

Lost and, beat up Dancin, down there I found you, somewhere out Round round there, right right there Lost and beat up Down there, dancin I found you, somewhere out Right down there, right round there Lost and, found now Turned out, our new love Daddy, found out How you turned out, how you turned out If mama knew now How you turned out, you too wild You too wild, you too wild You too wild, I need you now I do, love you Found you, found you Right now, right now Right now, right now If your mama, knew how You turned out, you too wild You too wild, you too wild You too wild, and I need you now Lost and found now Cry, Im not sorry Cry, who needs sorry when theres Hennessey Dont fool yourself Your eyes dont lie, youre much too good to be true Dont fire fight Yeah I feel you burning, everythings burning Dont fly too high Your wings might melt, youre much too good to be true Im just bad for you Im just bad, bad, bad for you Dont fool yourself Your eyes dont lie, youre much too good to be true Dont fire fight Yeah I feel you burning, everythings burning Dont fly too high Your wings might melt, youre much too good to be true Im just bad for you Im just bad, bad, bad for you Im just bad, bad, bad for you Lost and, beat up Dancin, down there I found you, somewhere out Round round there, right right there Lost and beat up Down there, dancin I found you, somewhere out Right down there, right round there I was lost and beat up Turned out, burned up You found me, through a heartache Knowin, you were drawn in I was lost and beat up I was warm flesh, unseasoned You found me, in your gaze I found you, oh Jesus I was too wild, I was too wild I was too wild, I was too wild I was too wild, I was too wild Amongst the yellow eyes Cry, Im not sorry Cry, who needs sorry when theres Hennessey Dont fool yourself Your eyes dont lie, youre much too good to be true Dont fire fight Yeah I feel you burning, everythings burning Dont fly too high Your wings might melt, youre much too good to be true Im just bad for you Im just bad, bad, bad for you Dont fool yourself Your eyes dont lie, youre much too good to be true Dont fire fight Yeah I feel you burning, everythings burning Dont fly too high Your wings might melt, youre much too good to be true Im just bad for you Im just bad, bad, bad for you Im just bad, bad, bad for you

Boom, b-boom, b-boom-boom Drive slow, homie Drive slow, homie You never know, homie, might meet some hoes, homie You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie My homie Mali used to stay at 79th and May One of my best friends from back in the day Down the street from Calumet, a school full of Stones He nicknamed me "K-Rock" so theyd leave me alone Bulls jacket with his hat broke way off And walked around the mall with his radio face off Plus he had the spinner from his Daytons in his hand Keys in his hand, reason again to let you know hes the man Back when we rocked Ellesses, he had dreams of Caprices Drove by the teachers, even more by polices Howd he get the cash? The day his father passed away Left him with a lil something, sixteen, he was stuntin Al B. Sure! nigga with the hair all wavy Hit Lake Shore, girls go all crazy Hit the freeway, go at least bout eighty Boned so much that summer, even had him a baby See back— back then— then, if you had a car You was the Chi-Town version of Baby And I was just a virgin, a baby One of the reasons I looked up to him crazy I used to love to play my demo tape when the system yanked Felt like I was almost signed when the shit got cranked Wed take a Saturday and just circle the mall They had them Lincolns and Au-rurr-ras, we was hurting em all With the girls, a lot of flirting involved, but, dog— Fuck all that flirting—now, Im tryna get in some drawers So put me on with these hoes, homie He told me, "Dont rush to get grown, drive slow, homie" Drive slow, homie You never know, homie, about these hoes, homie You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie What it do? Im posted up in the parking lot, my trunk waving The candy gloss is immaculate, its simply amazing Them elbows poking wide on that candy Lac Trunk open, screens on, neons lit with fifth, relaxed Im on a mission for dime-pieces and sexy ladies Allow me to introduce you to my CL Mercedes Its a star-studded event when I valet park Open up my mouth and sunlight illuminates the dark You see them fours crawling? You see them screens falling? The disco ball in my mouth insinuates Im ballin Im leaning on the switch, sitting crooked in my slab But I could still catch boppers if I drove a cab A young Houston hard-hitter, all about the scrilla Ridin something candy-coated, crawling like a caterpillar Im tipping on them fours, Im jamming on that Screw Im looking for them hoes, baby, what it do? Drive slow, homie Turn your hazard lights on when you see them hoes Drive slow, homie If youre riding around the city with nowhere to go Drive slow, homie Live today, cause tomorrow, man, you never know You never know, homie, might meet some hoes, homie You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie My cars like the movie, my cars like the crib I got more TVs in here than where I live And that dont make no sense, but baby, Im the shit And everything I flip, you know its something serious I got the custom grill, I got the Brabus rims I got the baller genetics, baby, this evidence You see a player flicking, and how you aint convinced That you should go on and kiss it, just a lil bit I wear my custom kicks, I got my Jesus chain My canaries is gleaming through my angel wings They see me, hoes actin like they seen a king With that mean lean, smoking on that finest Cali green My woodgrain oak, Im riding on Vogues My cylinder quiet, like tiptoes I sold Os, and this I know When you see them hoes, lil homie, drive slow Oh, oh, hoo, hoo, hoo Mm, hm Oh, oh, ooh, hoo, ooh Mm, hm Oh, oh, ooh, hoo, ooh Mm, mm, mm, mm Yeah B-boom, b-boom-boom Oh, oh, hoo, hoo, hoo Mm, hm Drive slow, homie Oh, oh, hoo, hoo, hoo Mm, hm Drive slow, homie Oh, oh, hoo, hoo, hoo Mm, hm You never know, homie, might meet some hoes, homie Mm, hm You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie Drive slow, homie

I got the world in my hands, the master plan But I don’t know why I keep callin, why I keep All of these girls at my shows, they lovin me But I don’t know why I keep callin, why I keep callin you, hey All the models to the floor right now All the models to the floor right now, what, huh? All the models to the floor right now All the models to the floor right now, huh? I’m in my Christian Dior with a Veronica Webb Noemie Lenoir, Chanel, Sessilee Lopez Arlenis Sosa, Selita Ebanks Grew up on Mobb Deep and speak that Jourdan Dunn language Make a phone call out to Joan Smalls I wonder how it feel in Lara Stones walls? Jessica Gomes, yall, I would damage her And see if Jessica Stam got the stamina I’m in the car with Leo and the Benz swerve I heard Bar was friends with Esti Ginzburg Coco Rocha, Kate Mimosa Alessandra Ambrosio, Anja Rubik and Olga Kurylenko, tell her I’m very single Abbey Lee too, I’m a freak, boo I’m wilding, I’m on a thousand I wanna see Irina Shayk next to Doutzen I got the world in my hands, the master plan But I don’t know why I keep callin, why I keep All of these girls at my shows, they lovin me But I don’t know why I keep callin, why I keep callin you, hey Christian Dior denim flow I told her I’m tryin to eat out, so what we goin to dinner fo? Miami nights, on the search for some T and A Tryin to hide what’s obvious to see in me We conversate a bit about your DNA And my salmon-colored suit from the VMAs Oh, you was watchin? Who the fuck wasn’t? Me, skip across that stage in five dozen Yuuugh! Six grand for a minutes time Italian Vogue styled a nigga for a minute-rhyme Lets be clear, and lets be fair The best thing in music’s being offered here Its a round table full of bosses here Still giving you it all like the coffins near I got the world in my hands, the master plan But I don’t know why I keep callin, why I keep All of these girls at my shows, they lovin me But I don’t know why I keep callin, why I keep callin you, hey All the models to the floor right now All the models to the floor right now, what, huh? All the models to the floor right now All the models to the floor right now, huh? I got the world in my hands, the master plan But I don’t know why I keep callin, why I keep All of these girls at my shows, they lovin me But I don’t know why I keep callin, why I keep callin you, hey It’s time for a lesson in model behavior Damn, look at all the bad bitches I gave you Man, I can see the flaws to your flavor Look like Wonder Woman and still need a savior Maybe its a billionaire, maybe its that cocaine I done seen drugs and money run the whole game A good girl lost in the city life Agent Provocateur, hold them titties right Im haute couture of hoes galore Give my girl a Newport cause shes smoking yours Im the authority of model seniority They call me "Les" but they all need more of me Ugh, handcraft material, champagne for cereal Shawty stole my heart, criminal, my lucky charm, ugh Fly clothes and Lear shows take the stuff we on Stuff all my problems in that bong, and I’m puffin strong I been locked in my way of thinkin, now my cuffs are gone Must’ve been the liquor talkin, I’m beggin the cups, cmon Might come off as irregular, I come in custom form T-G-I-F, GT breeze, my hustler’s poem My sound’s full-grown, reminds me of my favorite chronic Ball like a SuperSonic, make the haters vomit Nigga, make some money ‘fore you make a comment I meant to snap a while ago, but who knows where the time went? Probably dime chicks, whips with a Diddy Now I’m back like a nine-milli, running New York City See me clearly through the storm, the world’s mine Sits pretty in my palm, Chandon as we continue on I got the world in my hands, the master plan But I don’t know why I keep callin, why I keep All of these girls at my shows, they lovin me But I don’t know why I keep callin, why I keep callin you, hey Niggas think they know, only got half of the story They dont really know whats in my head fuckin with me How can I be better? I could start with just the basics Dior, Dior galore, I love the cut I seem to have forgotten that I’m off the looney To the people who dont know Cud, know what? Rose gold presidential on my bony wrist Took my ma to Chanel, held Elsie, the stunner She got haters, some in the fam made us But they don’t really matter, we escape em with our paper Hey ya, I’m on my André 3000 I’m all good now, a nigga don’t need no counseling Woke up in the room and my mojo was active Looks from the hoes that were more than likely passive Back when–let me not reflect on the old shit I’m on to the new act, on to my new script Bitches better have they thoughts before approachin I done heard it all, baby, save it for them other niggas Doin things off-beat for a living Haters copy, Im the image, hey Haters copy, Im the image

Thank you, thank you, thank you! Youre far too kind Now, can I get a encore? Do you want more? Cookin raw with the Brooklyn boy So for one last time I need yall to roar Now what the hell are you waitin for? After me, there shall be no more So for one last time, nigga, make some noise! Who you know fresher than Hov? Riddle me that The rest of yall know where Im lyrically at Cant none of yall mirror me back Yeah, hearin me rap is like hearin G Rap in his prime Im Young H-O, raps Grateful Dead Back to take over the globe, now break bread Im in Boeing jets, Global Express Out the country, but the blueberry still connect On the low, but the yacht got a triple deck But when you Young, what the fuck you expect? Yep, yep Grand openin, grand closin Goddamn, your man Hov cracked the can open again Who you gon find doper than him? With no pen, just draw off inspiration Soon you gonna see you cant replace him With cheap imitations for these generations Now, can I get an encore? Do you want more? Cookin raw with the Brooklyn boy So for one last time I need yall to roar Now what the hell are you waitin for? Look what you made me do! Look what I made for you! Knew if I paid my dues, how will they pay you When you first come in the game, they try to play you Then you drop a couple of hits, look how they wave to you From Marcy to Madison Square To the only thing that matters in just a matter of years As fate would have it, Jays status appears To be at an all-time high, perfect time to say goodbye When I come back like Jordan Wearin the 4-5, it aint to play games with you Its to aim at you, probably maim you If I owe you Im blowin you to smithereens Cocksucker, take one for your team! And I need you to remember one thing I came, I saw, I conquered From record sales to sold-out concerts So, motherfucker, if you want this encore I need you to scream til your lungs get sore Owww, its star time This man is mean, hes killin all yall jive turkeys Do yall want more of the Jigga man? Well, if yall want more of the Jigga man Then I need yall to help me bring him back to stage Say "Hova!" – cmon, say it! Are yall out there? Cmon, louder! Yeah, now see thats what Im talking about They love you, Jigga! They love you, Jigga! I like the way this one feel Its so motherfuckin soulful, man! Yeah okay So this here is the victory lap Then Im leavin, thats how you get me back After a year of them 16s, its 1.2 And thats 2.4, and Im only doin two You wanted to gain attention, new dudes I can get you BET – and TRL, too You want to be in the public, send your budget Well, fuck it, I aint budgin Young did it to death, you gotta love it Record companies told me I couldnt cut it Now look at me: all star-studded Golfer above par like I putted All ‘cause the shit I uttered was utterly ridiculous How sick is this? You want to bang, send Kanye change Send Just some dust, send Hip a grip Then you gotta spit a little somethin like this

Uh, hello, can I speak to, uh, uh Yeah, you know who you are, look You had no idea what ya dealing with Something on some of this realest shit Pop champagne, Ill give you a sip Bout to go dumb: how come? Yeah, thats my bitch, thats my bitch Sh-shorty right there? Thats my bitch Thats my bitch Ive been waiting for a long, long time Just to get off and throw my hands up high And live my life and live my life Just to get off and throw my hands up high I paid for them titties, get your own It aint safe in the city, watch the throne She say I care more about them basquions Basquiats, she learning a new word, its yacht Blew the world up as soon as I hit the club with her Too Short called, told me I fell in love with her Seat by actors, ball players and drug dealers And some lesbians that never loved niggas Twisted love story, True Romance Mary Magdalene from a pole dance Im a freak, huh?! Rockstar life The second girl with us, thats our wife Hey, boys and girls, I got a new riddle Whos the new old perv thats tryna play second fiddle? No disrespect, Im not tryna belittle But my dick worth money, I put Monie in the middle Where she at? In the middle Ive been waiting for a long, long time Just to get off and throw my hands up high And live my life and live my life Just to get off and throw my hands up high, high, high, high Swilling little licks and mixes ’til mornin Im yearnin, ooh, yeah Could I maybe have another dab of your potion? Stop motion, ooh, yeah Ahh, hahh! Go harder than a nigga for a nigga, go figure Told me keep my own money if we ever did split up How could somethin so gangsta be so pretty in pictures? Ripped jeans and a blazer and some Louboutin slippers Uh! Picasso was alive he woulda made her Thats right, nigga, Mona Lisa cant fade her I mean Marilyn Monroe, shes quite nice But why all the pretty icons always all white? Put some colored girls in the MoMA Half these broads ain’t got nothing on Willona Don’t make me bring Thelma in it Bring Halle, bring Penélope and Salma in it—uh Back to my Beyoncés You deserve three stacks—word to André Call Larry Gagosian, you belong in mo-seums You belong in vintage clothes crushing the whole building You belong with niggas who used to be known for dope dealing You too dope for any of those civilians Now shoo, children—stop looking at her tits Get ya own dog, ya heard? Thats my bitch Ive been waiting for a long, long time Just to get off and throw my hands up high And live my life and live my life Just to get off and throw my hands up high, high, high, high

In my soul Gonna take you to the glory Goal, in my mind I cant study war, yeah my I cant study war, yeah my I cant study war, yeah my I cant study war, yeah my Now where the South Side? I cant study no, yeah my I cant study no, yeah my Now where the West Side? I cant study no, yeah my I cant study no, yeah my Can I talk my shit again? Even if I dont hit again? Dog, are you fucking kidding? My hat, my shoes, my coat, Louis Vuitton stitch With Donatella Versace, thats Louis Vuitton, bitch I think Hennessy, I drink, Im gone Off that Bacardi Limon and Corona.,Im zonin Class back in session so I upped it a grade In two years, Dwayne Wayne became Dwyane Wade And hey, please dont start me Im like Gnarls Barkley meets Charles Barkley Im pop the Barkers, Im hood the Parkers While yall was in limbo, I raised the bar up I touched on everything Married to the game, rock a chain steada wedding ring Yall bridesmaids catch the garter On nights when Ye romance, cameras flash so much That I gotta do that Yayo dance Im on a world tour with Common, my man After each and every show, a couple dykes in the van Its easy, the hood love to listen to Jeezy and Weezy And, oh yeah, Yeezy, I did it for the glory Yeah my I cant study no, yeah my I cant study no, yeah my The glory I cant study no, yeah my I cant study no, yeah my I did it for the glory I cant study no, yeah my I cant study no, yeah my The glory I cant study no, yeah my I cant study no, yeah my What I supposed to do now? Man, the game all messed up How Im suppose to stand out when everybody get dressed up? So yeah, at the Grammys I went ultra Travolta Yeah, that tuxedo might have been a little guido But with my ego, I can stand there in a Speedo And be looked at like a fucking hero The glory, the story, the chain, the polo, the night The grind, the empty bottles of No-Doz Tank on empty, whipping my mammas Volvo I spent that gas money on clothes with logos The fur is Hermes, shit that you dont floss The Goyard so hard, man, Im Hugos boss Why I gotta ask what that TUDOR cost? House on the hill, two doors from Tracey Ross And Im asking about her girlfriends, yeah, the dark skined ones She asking about the speed boats, yeah, I admit we rented em When you meet me in person, what do you feel like? I know, I know, I look better in real life I hear people compare themselves to big a lot You know, B.I.G. and Pac, you know to get it hot I guess after I live, I wanna be compared to B.I.G Any one: Big Pun, Big L or Notorious Till then, get money and stunt and stay glorious And Im gonna stop killing these niggas soon as the chorus hit Yeah, Imma stop killing these niggas soon as the chorus hit, uh These haters be killing themselves, they wanna come and get the glory Yeah my I cant study no, yeah my I cant study no, yeah my The glory I cant study no, yeah my I cant study no, yeah my Now where the South Side? I cant study no, yeah my I cant study no, yeah my Now where the West Side? I cant study no, yeah my I cant study no, yeah my I cant study war, yeah my I cant study war, yeah my I cant study war, yeah my I cant study war, yeah my

Every day a star is born Clap for em! Clap for em! Clap for em! Hey Every day a star is born Clap for em! Clap for em! Clap for em! Hey I seen Mase do it, I seen Ye do it X came through, caught lighter fluid Still I came through it; clap for him! But I’m the blueprint, Im like the map for em I dropped another classic, made Puff pass it Nobody could touch Puff back when Puff had it Wayne scorchin, Ill applaud him If he keep going, pass the torch to him 50 came through like hurricanes do I thought Id finish his ass at Summer Jam too I had the Illmatic on bootleg The shit was so ahead, thought we was all dead Wayne did "A Milli," 50 did a milli Ye too, but what Em did was silly The white boy blossomed after Dre endorsed him His flow on "Renegade," fucking awesome Applaud him! Every day, a star is born Clap for em! Clap for em! Clap for em! Hey Every day, a star is born Clap for em! Clap for em! Clap for em! Hey Snoop dogged it, Nelly came down The Face Mob kept it ghetto for the H-town Luda moved digits after he moved bitches Drakes up next, see what he do with it Rule had a run, couple movie parts T.I. literally wanted to shoot up the charts What up, Jeezy? What it do? Y’all remind me of us in early 92 Outkast landed, 3-thou was ill Like a male version of Lauryn Hill Mobb Deep shook it, but Prodigy took it A lil too far, cant fuck with Brooklyn Wu-Tang gangbanged it, Meth ate Rae took on the date with the Purple Tape Passed on to Ason and then Ghostface They had a hell of a run, standing ovay, ayyy Every day, a star is born Clap for em! Clap for em! Clap for em! Hey Every day, a star is born Clap for em! Clap for em! Clap for em! Hey And I am one of one Can’t you see just how long my run? My reign, Lulus son-shine Been a star since I was duckin one-time One time, give it up for him December 4th, a star was born Clap for him! He went from moving that corner To this corner office, its so enormous Hey, Prez Carter Watch them get they Monica on all day Hey, got so many different monikers but only one Jay They come, they go, some real, some faux Some friends, some hoes But, no, I goes nowhere, this Hov Every day a star is born Clap for em! Clap for em! Clap for em! Hey Every day a star is born Clap for em! Clap for em! Clap for em! Hey And could I be a star? Does fame in this game have to change who you are? Or could I be the same one who came from a far away life Just to make it in these Broadway lights? Now Im shining in the broad day light, go figure A slow transition from a lil broke nigga from the Ville Got a deal, a real lifesaver Dreams of being behind the wheel like Jada I chill now, cop a little ice later Cole, you got the glow like a lil lightsaber So clap for him! Then applaud Hov, he gave him a platform Flow so sick, thought he wrote the rap for him—no, sir! The flow cold as the shoulders Of gold-digging hoes when a broke nigga proaches Told you I’m focused, man I’ll let you motherfuckers soak it in, and clap for em! Every day, a star is born Yeah, hey, and clap for em! Hey, hey, and clap for em! Clap for em! Clap for em! Im here now! Fayettenam Clap for em! Clap for em! Ayy Every day, a star is born

First the Fat Boys break up—now every day I wake up; Somebody got a problem with Hov Whats up? You niggas all fed up ‘cause I got a little cheddar And my records movin out the store? Young fucks spittin at me, young rappers gettin at me My nigga Big predicted this shit exactly "Mo Money, Mo Problems" – gotta move carefully ‘Cause faggots hate when you gettin money like athletes Youngins ice-grillin me — oh, you not feelin me? Fine, it cost you nothin, pay me no mind Look, Im on my grind, cousin, aint got time for frontin Sensitive thugs, yall all need hugs Damn, little mans, Im just tryin do me If the records two mil Im just tryin move three Get a couple of chicks, get em to try to do E Hopefully theyll ménage before I reach my garage I dont want much, fuck, I drove every car Some nice cooked food, some nice clean drawers Bird-ass niggas, I dont mean to ruffle yall I know you waitin in the wing, but Im doin my thing Wheres the love? Aint no love in the heart of the city I said, wheres the love? Aint no love in the heart of town And then the Fugees gonna break up Now everyday I wake up, somebody got somethin to say Whats all the fuckin fussin for? Because Im grubbin more and I pack heat like Im the oven door? Niggas pray and pray on my downfall But every time I hit the ground I bounce up like roundball Now, I dont wanna have to kill soundboys Dont wanna have to cock back the four pound bar Look, scrapper, I got nephews to look after Im not lookin at you dudes, Im lookin past ya I thought I told you characters Im not a rapper Can I live? I told you in 96 that I came to take this shit And I did handle my biz, I scramble like Randall with his Cunningham, but the only thing runnin is numbers, fam Jigga held you down six summers, damn, wheres the love? Aint no love in the heart of the city I said, wheres the love? Aint no love in the heart of town Fuck; then Richard Pryor gon and burn up And Ike and Tina Turner break up Then I wake up to more bullshit You knew me before records, you never disrespected me Now that Im successful youll pull this shit Nigga, Ill step on your porch, step to your boss Lets end the speculation, Im talkin to all of yall Males shouldnt be jealous, thats a female trait What, you mad ‘cause you push dimes and he sell weight? Yall dont know my expenses, I gotta buy bigger plates Hehehe, and more baggies — why you all aggie? Nigga, respect the game, that should be it What you eat dont make me shit; wheres the love? Wheres the love? Aint no love in the heart of the city I said, wheres the love? Aint no love in the heart of town

Why do I feel so alone? Like everybody passing through the studio Is in character as if he acting out a movie role Talking bullshit as if it was for you to know And I dont have the heart To give these bitch niggas the cue to go So they stick around kicking out feedback And I entertain it as if I need that I had a talk with my uncle and he agreed that My privacy about the only thing I need back, but Its hard to think of them polite flows When Stefano Pilati suits are your night clothes And Jordan sweat suits are your flight clothes And you still make it even when they say your flight closed Eyes hurting from the camera phone light shows Life was so full, now this shit just being lipod Always said Id say it all on the right track But in this game you only lose when you fight back Black diamond bracelets, showing you the basics I cant live and hold the camera, someone gotta tape this And make hits like a bitch thats married, I aint miss 24 hours from greatness, Im that close Dont ever forget the moment you began to doubt Transitioning from fitting in to standing out Los Angeles Cabanas or Atlanta South Watchin Hovs show, embarrassed to pull my camera out And my mother embarrassed to pull my Phantom out So I park about five houses down She say I shouldnt have it until I have the crown But I dont wanna feel the need to wear disguises around So she wonder where my mind is, accounts in the minus But yet Im rolling round the fuckin city like your highness Got niggas reactin without a sinus Cause what Im working with is timeless And promoters try to get me out to they club And say I have fun but I cant imagine how Cause I just seen my ex-girl, standing with my next girl Standing with the girl that Im fuckin right now And shit could get weird unless they all down And so I stay clear, we from a small town And everybody talks and everybody listen And somehow the truth just always comes up missing Ive always been something that these labels cant buy Especially if they tryin to take a piece of my soul And Sylvia be tellin Tez, "Damn, Drake fly" And he just be like, "Silly motherfucker, I know That was your bad, how could you pass up on em? He just take them records and he gas up on em Wayne will prolly put a million cash up on em Surprised no one ever put your ass up on em" Oh, they did, Po, at least they tried to And thats what happen when you spitting whats inside you But slip up and shoot the wrong fucking video And they think they can market you however they decide to Nah, but 40 told me to do me And dont listen to anybody that knew me Cause to have known me would mean that theres a new me And if you think I changed in the slightest, coulda fooled me Boy, and to my city Im the 2-3 Drug dealers live vicariously through me I quit school and its not because Im lazy Im just not the social type and campus life is crazy Understand, I could get money with my eyes closed Lost some of my hottest verses down in Cabo So if you find a Blackberry with the side scroll Sell that mothafucka to any rapper that I know Cause they need it much more than I ever will I got new shit, Im gettin better still Little niggas put my name in they verses Cause they girlfriend put my ass on a pedestal Future said, "Cause this Ye shit, you better kill" And I think this got this Making-of-a-Legend feel Problem with these other niggas, they aint never real Yeah, thats all I can say

Hand em Hands up high, hands on, hands on Hands on, hands up In your face, the reason Hands on, yeah, hands on Cut out all the lights, He the light Got pulled over, see the brights What you doin on the street at night? Wonder if theyre gonna read your rights Thirteenth Amendment, three strikes Made a left when I shouldve made a right Told God last time on life Told the devil that Im going on a strike Told the devil when I see him, on sight Ive been working for you my whole life Told the devil that Im going on a strike Ive been working for you my whole life Nothing worse than a hypocrite Change, he aint really different He aint even try to get permission Ask for advice and they dissed him Said Im finna do a gospel album What have you been hearin from the Christians? Theyll be the first one to judge me Make it feel like nobody love me Theyll be the first one to judge me Feelin like nobody love me Told people God was my mission What have you been hearin from the Christians? Theyll be the first one to judge me Make it feel like nobody love me Make you feel alone in the dark and youll never see the light Man, youre never seein home and you never see the domes I can feel it when I write, point of livin in the right If they only see the wrongs, never listen to the songs Just to listen is a fight, but you booked me for the fight Its so hard to get along if they only see the slight From the love of religion What have you been hearin from the Christians? Theyll be the first one to judge me Make it seem like nobody love me Im not tryna lead you to Visas But if I try to lead you to Jesus We get called halfway believers Only halfway read Ephesians Only if they knew what I knew, uh I was never new til I knew of True and living God, Yeshua The true and living God Hand em Hands up high, hands on, hands on Hands on, hands up In your face, the reason Hands on, yeah, hands on I deserve all the criticism you got If thats all the love you have, thats all you got To sing of change, you think Im joking To praise His name, you ask what Im smoking Yes, I understand your reluctancy, yeah But I have a request, you see Dont throw me up, lay your hands on me Please, pray for me Hold myself on death Hold it down, all fallen down Somebody pray for me Hand em Hands up high, hands on, hands on Hands on, hands up In your face, the reason Hands on, yeah, hands on

Let me know Do I still got time to grow? Things aint always set in stone That be known let me know Let me... Seems like street lights, glowing, happen to be Just like moments, passing, in front of me So I hopped in the cab and I paid my fare See I know my destination, but Im just not there All the street lights, glowing, happen to be Just like moments, passing, in front of me So I hopped in the cab and I paid my fare See I know my destination, but Im just not there In the streets In the streets Im just not there in the streets Im just not there Lifes just not fair Seems like street lights, glowing, happen to be Just like moments, passing, in front of me So I hopped in the cab and I paid my fare See I know my destination, but Im just not there All the street lights, glowing, happen to be Just like moments, passing, in front of me So I hopped in the cab and I paid my fare See I know my destination, but Im just not there All the street lights, glowing, happen to be Just like moments, passing, in front of me So I hopped in the cab and I paid my fare See I know my destination, but Im just not there In the streets In the streets Im just not there in the streets Im just not there Lifes just not fair Lifes just not fair

Just me and you, girl Wooooaah ohhh Just me and you, girl Wooooaah ohhh Trying to sneak upstairs to your apartment Arent you a sight for red eyes? I just flew in and slipped in on your left side Just a satin gown, you asleep with no make-up Im just tryna be inside you fore you wake up Just me and you, girl Wooooaah ohhh Just me and you, girl Wooooaah ohhh We had problems but its all in the past Everybody got problems, baby, algebra class Remember I used to do things thatd make you laugh Like orderin a girl drink in a masculine glass? You like piña coladas, getting caught in the rain Or rocking flannels all summer like Kurt Cobain Or that Dolce Gabbana with a few gold chains And you the type of girl that probably deserve a new last name But, they never let us do our thing Everybody lying on who I bang We was on fire but they blew our flame Aint no denying, baby, you have changed Cause now your high heels clicking, your lip gloss glisten Your hips start switching, youre pissed off, tripping Cause even when were kissing, baby girl feel different Friends all diss him like, "No he didnt? No he didnt, is you talking about Kitten? Is that bitch still stripping? Trying to get a pair of Christians?" I swear to God that they got you going crazy But you play it off and say, "How is work, baby?" Well, some of the models is too coked up to walk straight But seem to still love the man that they all hate But babe, I call you back and say that you say that always And kept me on the phone and demanded they all wait See, she knew about all my lies the whole time And my credits so bad I cant get no one to cosign I wouldve thought she wouldve bust in the door cryin But she upped and left a nigga and she aint give me no sign Now, she back in the club in a tight dress With dreams of someday wearing a white dress Seen with some lame, its a miracle that shed Talk to a nigga with a ten-year ago swag Plus I dont like none of her girlfriends Quote unquote, "Cause her girlfriends got girlfriends" On the phone, hollin that "Niggas is whatever" Lets fly to Euro and make this the best summer ever Now she heading to Rome, Rome is the home Rome is where she act like she aint got no fucking phone I accept that I was wrong, except a nigga grown So I cant bitch and moan, in a session gettin stoned So a nigga had to hop on a plane A bus and a train, to try to come and talk and explain Rented the whole bottom floor for a candlelight dinner Turned the lights out and put my candle right in her And told her, "Even though I met you in a club in a tight dress At first sight I could picture you in a white dress" Thirty foot train, diamond from Lorraine Just to make up for all the years and the pain Family on both sides, Im so glad you came Aunty couldnt make it, oh no, thats a shame Wedding in June, what could be better? Lets fly to Euro, make this the best summer ever Take the very last car of the Eurostar Tell the conductor, "Just drive so far" Told some of your friends and they wasnt excited Well, we gon tour the countryside and they wont be invited We will not be disturbed by the fussin and fighting Tell Peaches light the herb cause we just reunited Lets make a move from these herbs, go somewhere in private Im talking just me and you and the plane and the pilot, uh Just me and you, girl Wooooaah ohhh Just me and you, girl Wooooaah ohhh

The rings all ringed out Burn out, cave in Blackened to dark out Im mixed now, fleshed out Theres light with no heat We cooled out, its cool out Life is precious We found out, we found out We found out

I love all your shit talkin, I love all your shit talkin’ You aint got nothin better to... do with yourself? I done proved to myself, back on that rulin’ myself I got new news to tell, act like you knew you done failed Only true know how I feel and only if you knew how I felt Sniffed a lil bootch off the nail Through with mixed messages, through with the mail Only a few in the field, little bit off for the real Its so many days I prayed to God All this pain, I couldnt seem to find a way On a mission livin, carry on Got my family, Im seein through better days Never late, pull up a seat and come grab a plate Check the date, let em hate This the type shit that they couldn’t make, watch the fakes Leave ’em buzzin, thought they wasn’t, huh? Tell all your kinfolk and cousins, huh? This is the package you ordered, huh? Beautiful madness On this road I find These scars I left behind Heaven lift me up Heaven lift me up On this road I find These scars I left behind Heaven lift me up Heaven lift me up

Are you going to be, say that youre gonna be She say she want some Marvin Gaye, some Luther Vandross A little Anita, will definitely set this party off right (Are you gonna be, are you gonna be, are you gonna be Are you gonna be, are you gonna be, well well well well) She say she want some Ready For The World, some New Edition Some Minnie Riperton, will definitely set this party off right Yes it well, oh yes it will (Are you gonna be, are you gonna be, are you gonna be Are you gonna be, are you gonna be, well well well well) Yes it will, it definitely will! You know what I told her? I told her to "Drive over in your new whip Bring some friends you cool with Imma bring the Cool Whip, then I want you to strip See you is my new chick, so we get our grind on She be grabbing, calling me Biggie, like Shyne home Man I swear she fine homes, why she always lying though? Telling 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 played Ready for the World, she was ready for some action My dog said you aint no freak, so you bout 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 She say she want some Marvin Gaye, some Luther Vandross A little Anita, will definitely set this party off right (Are you gonna be, are you gonna be, are you gonna be Are you gonna be, are you gonna be, well well well well) She say she want some Ready For The World, some New Edition Some Minnie Riperton, will definitely set this party off right Yes it well, oh yes it will (Are you gonna be, are you gonna be, are you gonna be Are you gonna be, are you gonna be, well well well well) Now Kanye, I know I told you to slow it down, baby And its good, its all good, its beautiful, its beautiful But now I need you to do it faster, baby Can you please? Do it faster baby, do it faster! Damn, baby; I cant do it that fast... But I know somebody who can, Twista! Got you looking at the gliss on my hands and wrists While Im laying back and smoking on my cannabis When it come to rocking the rhythm like Marvin and Luther I can tell you aint no messin with Kan-man and Twist In the Chi, and I be sipping Hennessy Play some R&B while I smoke a B You cant fuck with me, put that on a G And all is Come with me and sip on some Evelyn Champagne You aint know Twista can work it like The Whispers? Hit the stop light, movin to some Ides His rims still moving so I bump a little Spinners While Im smoking on a B, dipping through the streets Bumping R&B, and I got the heat on them 23s And I do it With my Earth in the Wind smokin Fire Let me get your sheets wet listening to Keith Sweat Put you in a daze with Maze Fulfilling her with every temptation, slow-jamming, having deep sex You Ready for the World, girl? Come on go with me Ill touch you all over your body, baby dont say no to me And every notell be controlling me Im loving 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 done hit it from the back to the melody of "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 its R&B, go to the club with me And with some Luther come on I hope you feelin me and still gon be in love with me, and I ride... She say she want some Marvin Gaye, some Luther Vandross A little Anita, will definitely set this party off right (Are you gonna be, are you gonna be, are you gonna be Are you gonna be, are you gonna be, well well well well) She say she want some Ready For The World, some New Edition Some Minnie Riperton, will definitely set this party off right Yes it well, oh yes it will (Are you gonna be, are you gonna be, are you gonna be Are you gonna be, are you gonna be, well well well well) Baby drop another slow jam And all us lovers, need to hold hands And if you aint got no man, hop up in my Brougham I keep it pimping like an old man, you gots to roll with the plan Cause 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 Baby drop another slow jam And all us lovers, need to hold hands And if you aint got no man, hop up in my Brougham I keep it pimping like an old man, you gots to roll with the plan Cause after that then I, take you to my home We can get it on, disconnect the phone Trying to get you gone, Imma make you moan And Ill do it

Let me see you put your middle fingers up To the world, I made up in my mind Im doin things my way, Im burnin shit down tonight Im doin things my way Its my way or the highway, let me say it one more time Middle fingers up to the world, to the world To the wor-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-orld To the world, to the world To the wor-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-orld Let me see you put your middle fingers up! Middle fingers up! Deuces minus one Middle finger to the sky tonight The whole world is a couch Bitch, Im Rick James tonight Throw it up throw it up cause you cant take it with you Funny how they wait til you gone just to miss you To the world to the world then Im on my Sinatra Im doing it my way, lets take it a notch up Take it u-u-u-up Let me see you put your middle fingers up! To the world, I made up in my mind Doing things my way, Im burning shit down tonight Im doing things my way Its my way or the highway, let me say it one more time Middle fingers up to the world, to the world To the wor-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-orld Mmm, aint this some shit? Pulled up in the A-V-entador And the doors, raise up like praise the Lord Did the fashion show, and a tour, this the movie and the score This a ghetto opera, Francis Foreign Car Coppola I need a new crib to hold my plaques, Rick Ross had told me that Said I be all up in Goldman Sachs, like these niggas tryna hold me back These niggas tryna hold me back, Im just tryna protect my stacks Mitt Romney dont pay no tax, Mitt Romney dont pay no tax Chi-Town til Im on my back, Chi-Town til Im on my back Only nigga in Beverly Hills, where the hell is Axel Foley at? "Ease up there, baby boy": Ving Rhames told Jody that R. Kelly and the God of rap, shitting on you, holy crap Let me see you put your middle fingers up! To the world, to the world To the wor-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-orld To the world, to the world To the wor-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-orld Let me see you put your middle fingers up! I could give it all up, but its not enough Ay ay, here you go, my middle finger To the world, to the world, from the ground to the moon Hills to the mountains, yeah, hands to the roof Give it up, give it up, wont let you deny me Makin you love me, makin you love me

And Hell bring you out the, out the darkness Sweet king Martin, sweet queen Coretta Sweet brother Malcolm, sweet queen Betty Sweet Mother Mary, sweet father Joseph Sweet Jesus, we made it in America Sweet baby Jesus Oh, sweet baby Jesus, we made it in America Sweet baby Jesus Oh, sweet baby Jesus, we made it in America I told my mama I was on the come up She said, "You going to school, I’ll give you a summer" Then she met No I.D. and gave me his number Ten years later, she driving a Hummer Niggas hustle every day for a beat from Ye What I do? Turn around, gave them beats to Jay And I’m rapping on the beats they was supposed to buy I guess I’m getting high off my own supply Downtown, mixing fabrics, tryna find the magic Started a little blog just to get some traffic Old folks’ll tell you not to play in traffic, uh A million hits and the web crashes, damn South Park had em all laughing Now all my niggas designing and we all swaggin, uh Ignore the critics just to say we did it This ain’t no fashion show, mothafucka, we live it Sweet king Martin, sweet queen Coretta Sweet brother Malcolm, sweet queen Betty Sweet Mother Mary, sweet father Joseph Sweet Jesus, we made it in America Sweet baby Jesus Oh, sweet baby Jesus, we made it in America Sweet baby Jesus Oh, sweet baby Jesus, we made it in America I pledge allegiance to my Grandma For that banana pudding, our piece of Americana Our apple pie was supplied through Arm and Hammer Straight out the kitchen, shh, don’t wake Nana Built a republic that still stands I’m tryna lead a nation to leave to my little mans Or my daughter, so I’m boiling this water The scales was lopsided, I’m just restoring order Hold up, here comes grandma, what’s up Yaya? What’s that smell? Oh, I’m just boiling some agua No papa, bad Santa The streets raised me, pardon my bad manners I got my liberty chopping grams up Street justice, I pray God understand us I pledge allegiance to all the scramblers This is the Star Spangled Banner Sweet king Martin, sweet queen Coretta Sweet brother Malcolm, sweet queen Betty Sweet Mother Mary, sweet father Joseph Sweet Jesus, we made it in America Sweet baby Jesus Oh, sweet baby Jesus, we made it in America Sweet baby Jesus Oh, sweet baby Jesus, we made it in America Yes, we did Sweet baby Jesus Oh, sweet baby Jesus, we made it in America Sweet baby Jesus Oh, sweet baby Jesus, we made it in America Yes, we did

May I say something to you to give you a true knowledge of yourself and life? Man in the full knowledge of himself is a superb and supreme creature of creation When man becomes possessor of the knowledge of himself, he becomes the master of his environment I dont feel pain anymore Guess what, baby? I feel free Nothin hurts me anymore Guess what, baby? I feel free Im so complete in the mode Guess what, baby? I feel free And you know damn well He lift me up every time that I fell And set me free, yeah Ah! You should quit your job to this Hold up, let em politic, ooh One day they hate you Next day they love you Im still yellin "Fuck em" I could never trust— Free, I feel free I feel free, I feel free I dont feel pain anymore Guess what, babe? I am free Yeah, nothin hurts me anymore Guess what, babe? I am free Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Feelin Im out of my past life Died and came back twice Now Im free I dont feel pain anymore Hmm, guess what, babe? I am free I feel free, I feel free I feel free, I feel free

My friend showed me pictures of his kids And all I could show him was pictures of my cribs He said his daughter got a brand new report card, card And all I got was a brand new sports car, oh And my head keeps spinning Cant stop having these visions I gotta get with it And my head keeps spinning I cant stop having these visions I gotta get with it Dad cracked a joke, all the kids laughed But I couldnt hear him all the way in first class Chased the good life my whole life long Look back on my life and my life gone Where did I go wrong? And my head keeps spinning Cant stop having these visions I gotta get with it And my head keeps spinning I cant stop having these visions I gotta get with it Ive seen it, Ive seen it before Ive seen it, Ive seen it before Ive seen it, Ive seen it before Ive seen it, Ive seen it before My god-sister getting married by the lake But I couldnt figure out who Id wanna take Bad enough that I showed up late I had to leave fore they even cut the cake Welcome to heartbreak And my head keeps spinning Cant stop having these visions I gotta get with it And my head keeps spinning I cant stop having these visions I gotta get with it Ooh-hoo Ooh-hoo Ooh-hoo And I, and I cant stop No, no, I cant stop No, no, no, no, I cant stop No, no, no, no, I cant stop Cant stop, I cant stop, I cant stop No, no, no, no No, no, no, no No, no, no, no No, no, I cant stop No, cant stop having these visions I gotta get with it Ooh, ooh, oooh Hoo-hoo, ho-ho-hoo Ooh-hoo

I know its past visiting hours But can I please give her these flowers? The doctor dont wanna take procedures He claim her heart cant take the anesthesia Itll send her body into a seizure That lil thing by the hospital bed, itll stop beepin Hey, chick, Im at a loss for words What do you say at this time? Remember when I was nine? Tell her everything gon be fine, but I be lyin Her family cryin, they want her to live, and she tryin Im arguin, 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 AIDS And all the broke motherfuckers passed away You telling me if my grandmas in the NBA Right now, shed be okay? But since she was just a secretary Working for the church for 35 years Things sposed to stop right here? My grandfather tryin to pull it together, he strong Thats where I get my confidence from I asked the nurse, "Did you do the research?" She asked me, "Can you sign some t-shirts?" "Bitch, is you smokin reefer? You dont see that we hurt?" But still– I smile When Rosie comes to see me And I cant wait for a sunny day Cant wait for the clouds to break They outside of the emergency room, room You can feel my heartbeat, beat, beat If she gon pull through, we gon find out soon But right now, she sleep, sleep, sleep My momma say they say she could pass away any day Hey chick, what these doctors know anyway? Let me see the X-rays, I aint no expert, Im just hurt Cousin Kim took off of work Plus, my Aunt Shirley, Aunt Beverly, Aunt Klaye and Aunt Jean So many aunties we could have an Auntie Team Feel like Amerie, its just "1 Thing" When they said that she made it, you see they eyes gleam I think we at a all-time high To get there, we run, we fly, we drive Cause with my family, we know where home is So instead of sending flowers, we the roses I smile When Rosie comes to see me And I cant wait for a sunny day Cant wait for the clouds to break Cause Rosie brings the sunshine I smile When Rosie comes to see me And I cant wait for a sunny day Cant wait for the clouds to break I smile When Rosie comes to see me And Im sad when Rosie goes away Cause Rosie brings the sunshine Cant wait, I cant wait, no Cant wait, I cant wait, no Cant wait, I, cant wait No, cant wait, for For a sunny day Momma cant wait For the clouds to break Mm mmm mm mm-mm mm-mm Oh-oh-oh-oh, no, no, say Tellin you the truth now Said I cant wait, uh-uh I wont wait, no

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

Why would she make calls out the blue? Now Im awake, sleep or Hey, hey, hey, hey Dont say you will, unless you will Hey, hey, hey, hey Dont say you will, then play you will, I pray you will Mrs. So Fly crash-lands in my room Cant waste no time, she might leave soon Hey, hey, hey, hey Dont say you will, you do Hey, hey, hey, hey Dont say you will, one day you will, I pray you will When I grab your neck, I touch your soul Take off your cool then lose control Hey, hey, hey, hey Dont say you will, you will, you will Hey, hey, hey, hey Dont say you will, if you will, I pray you will I wish this song would really come true I admit I still fantasize about you, about you Hey, hey, hey, hey Dont say you will, you will, you will Hey, hey, hey, hey Please say you will, for real, I pray you will

I know you see me now, right now I know you see me now, right now I know you see me now, right now I know you see me now, right now I got my suit and tie, and I dont know if yall know Well maybe yall do, or maybe yall dont But I dont really care, its how we on it all the time So Ima get my money, lets go Now Ima need you to kill the hypocrisy, this is an aristocracy Im Socrates, but my skin more chocolatey Whats up with who? Thats old news Im in a speedboat, in my boat shoes Huh? I swear my whole collections so cruise I might walk in Nobu with no shoes "He just walked in Nobu like it was Whole Foods That nigga crazy, I told you" Immature adult, insecure asshole If you fall on the concrete, thats your ass fault If you pass on a Kan beat, thats your last fault Get what you ask for, I swear that your ass slow She got a big booty but she couldnt drop it as low Til you take your last ho and rope up all the cashflow When you gettin money they be all up on your ass, yo When you gettin money cops dont let a nigga pass, go Straight to jail yo, in a hellhole Right next to Lucifer, tell em I said "Hello" Ask if Ima be there soon and tell him I said "Hell no" Yo what you say when your people get outta jail, huh? My niggas is home I guess I got everything, everything I want But I don’t, no matter how good it gets, it’ll never be like before No women in the crowd, screamin and it’s loud Doin things not allowed and I swear it’s going down right now I know one thing, my mama would be proud And you see me lookin up Cause I know she’s lookin down right now I know you see me now right now I know you see me now right now I know you see me now right now I know you see me now right now Pour the champagne, let your watch show Shorty got a man watch, wrist look colossal I admit my first watch was a Fossil Now I’m in the Louvre, lookin for fossils Tention to detail is so uncanny And the whips on the Sprewells, it’s so un-Camry Somebody need to put us on camera The world of Rollies and everyone families Stay Jordan fresh, suits and Ferraris Cute, your shorty watch Barneys, we head to Barneys End up at Marni, Giorgio, service from Sergio Tacchini Lamborghini, the chain throw off the vertigo I know the flow just hit a hellified vertical This the Christ year, last year was magic: 32 Lyrically, can’t none of y’all murder Ye Cause y’all raps ain’t got no vertebrae I got style, ask June if she heard of me I killed the fur last Paris, raised the murder rate First of all, we all know the beats is Like a mix between Fergie and Jesus Imagine the direction of this immaculate conception Every one of His Majesty’s swim parties is pageantries Cannonball off the divin board when I am bored All my homies GDs, but I am Lord Rap god, Greek mythology And this life too crazy to think logically Here’s somethin that you could use as an analogy My life is like a child’s illusions become reality Now go get my throne, cause I don’t wanna stop I just go in my zone, and I’ma make it hot til it’s time to go When it’s time to go, where you tryna go? You better act like you can see me now Exactly Rosewood Aha, aha I know you see me, I know you see me I know you see me, its like Im 3D I know you see me, I know you see me I know you see me, its like Im 3D Man, today I am the freshest in the world, but thats the obvious Damn, I look so sexy, and you look like a pile of shit When I told my ex I love her, she went and married another And changed her whole name up, you a Yugoslavi chick "Be successful," thats what Dad told me So everything I D-O, now I OD They say G.O.O.D. Music like the new Miami Heat, shit Comparin them to us, man they gotta add Kobe Whoadie, holy moley went, from G-Shockin to Rollie From the D, coppin in Beverly Hills, Im Axel Foley Nah, nah, baby boy, you Jody, in the party, they all know me Yeah, I saw your ass in line, boy, you was lookin like the old me Presidential suit, my girls Michelle and Chanel She gave me designer, uh, she keep it au natural I say it again, Im chasin cheese, dodgin rat traps Chasin pussy you might end up with a Kat Stacks Nasty trick, yous a nasty chick Ooh, you know I like that nasty shit Got it made in every way, gettin paid every day What Sean sound like, Ye protégé? He sound like he a pro to me "I know Kanye a jerk," how could you say that? He rode me and my mama round in his Maybach What kind of jerk is that? What kind of jerks is yall? Fuck it if he a jerk, I bet you jerk him off Bet you take it off or chase him through the mall We workin twice as hard, so everything come in twos Double drinks, double girls We be gettin paid like W-2 Rep Westside, throwin up Ws "We love you Sean," I love you too Ooh-ooh, you know I do Hey, feel like one of those old R. Kelly joints, right? I bet they put me back on the cover of Ebony now I know Jet magazine calling right now You looking good today too, I like that You got your new suit on and she got the extra cute on I know you thinking, “This that Yeezy we all love” I’m back, baby, we back, baby Uncle Charlie, by the way And I’ma let you finish, but I got Beyoncé on the track That’s what it is Black excellence, baby This is the elite We the greatest in the world baby, we the greatest in the world! Hahahahaha Yeah, Lex Luger, No ID, Yeezy Uh

Haha, not again Oh, this aint supposed to happen to me Keep rocking, and keep knocking Whether you Louboutin it up or Reebokin You see the hate that theyre serving on a platter So what we gonna have, dessert or disaster? I never thought Id be in love like this When I look at you, my mind goes on a trip Then you came in and knocked me on my face Feels like Im in a race, but I already won first place I never thought Id fall for you as hard as I did You got me thinking bout our life, our house, our kids, yeah Every morning, I look at you and smile Cause boy, you came around And you knocked me down, knocked me down Sometimes, love comes around And it knocks you down Just get back up when it knocks you down, knocks you down Sometimes, love comes around And it knocks you down Just get back up when it knocks you down, knocks you down I never thought Id hear myself say "Yall go head" "I think Im gonna kick it with my girl today" I used to be commander-in-chief On my pimp shit, flying high Til I met this pretty little missile That shot me out the sky Hit, so now, Im crashing But I know it feels so good Said if I could go back and Dont you know I would, baby, if I could? Miss Independent The load never too much, she helping me pull it She shot the bullet that ended that life I swear to you, the pimp in me just died tonight Girl, sometimes, love... Sometimes, love comes around Oh, it comes around And it knocks you down Just get back up when it knocks you down, knocks you down Ooh, when it knocks you down, oh Sometimes, love comes around Comes around And it knocks you down Just get back up when it knocks you down, knocks you down Knocks you down Tell me now, can you make it past your Caspers? So we can finally fly off into NASA You was always the cheerleader of my dreams That seemed to only date the head of football teams And I was the class clown that always kept you laughing We were never meant to be, baby; we just happened So, please, dont mess up the trick "Hey Young World," Im the new Slick Rick They say I move too quick, but we cant let this moment pass us Let the hourglass pass right into ashes Let the wind blow the ash right before my glasses So I wrote this love letter right before my classes How could a goddess ask someone thats only average for advice? OMG, you listen to that bitch? Woe is me, baby, this is tragic Cause we had it, we was magic I was flying; now, Im crashing This is bad, real bad—Michael Jackson Now Im mad, real mad—Joe Jackson You should leave your boyfriend now, Ima ask him So you gotta take the good with the bad, happy and the sad And let it bring a better future than I had in the past Oh, cause I dont wanna make the same mistakes I did I dont wanna fall back on my face again Ill admit it, I was scared to answer loves call And if it hits better make it worth the fall When it comes around, hey Sometimes love comes around Comes around, whoa And it knocks you down Just get back up when it knocks you down, knocks you down Get back up when it knocks you down Sometimes love comes around When love comes around And it knocks you down Just get back up when it knocks you down Knocks you down Knocks you down Wont see it coming when it happens But when it happens Youre gonna feel it, let me tell you now You see when love comes and knocks you down Oh, no, when it knocks you down Wont see it coming when it happens But when it happens Youre gonna feel it, let me tell you now You see when love comes and knocks you down Yeah

Im more than just an option Refuse to be forgotten I took a chance with my heart And I feel it taking over I better find your loving, I better find your heart I better find your loving, I better find your heart I better find your loving, I better find your heart I bet if I give all my love then nothings gonna tear us apart Im more than just a number I doubt youll find another So every single summer Ill be the one that youll remember and— I better find your loving, I better find your heart I better find your loving, I better find your heart I better find your loving, I better find your heart I bet if I give all my love then nothings gonna tear us apart Its more than just a mission You hear, but you dont listen You better pay attention And get what youve been missing I better find your loving, I better find your heart I better find your loving, I better find your heart I better find your loving, I better find your heart I bet if I give all my love then nothings gonna tear us apart Too many times Ive been wrong I guess being right takes too long Im done waiting, theres nothing left to do But give all I have to you and I better find your loving, I better find your heart I better find your loving I bet if I give all my love then nothings gonna tear us apart I bet if I give all my love then nothings gonna tear us apart

Buddah bless this beat AP on me, iced out, tennis chains, iced out Whole pointers round my neck, lookin like a lighthouse Lil nigga, pipe down, choppa make ya pipe down Runnin man , runnin man , catch me if you can Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me Hit her for a minute then I pass her to the homie Hit her for a minute then I passed her to the homie I dont wanna see you when I wake up in the mornin Bad bitches only , bad bitches on me Huncho Bad bitches and I know some savage bitches Get it on they own, they dont have to ask you bitches Postin pictures on the gram and @ your bitches Secure the bag, lifestyle real expensive All these bad bitches lookin for attention That aint bad, fake bad, she pretendin If you pay to get in your bag then you winnin All these Jones soldier, fuck it, they call me Quincy Popped that seal , close that deal We in the field , spread them bills Lean spill , on that Lear Maybach seat with the sheers , AP shiftin gears AP on me, iced out, tennis chains, iced out Whole pointers round my neck, lookin like a lighthouse Lil nigga, pipe down, choppa make ya pipe down Runnin man , runnin man , catch me if you can Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me Hit her for a minute then I pass her to the homie Hit her for a minute then I passed her to the homie I dont wanna see you when I wake up in the mornin Bad bitches only , bad bitches on me Yeah, 38 carats in my bracelets Argh, Put her on molly she fuck me brazy We in the field with sticks like this Arcadia Flippin the game and you niggas gon meet your maker Uh, Goyard, havin them racks and no regard Uh, Walkin around with a bad bitch, she a barbie Uh, I started my engine, I’m nowhere, where the car is? Uh, Hopped in the Wraith and she asked me, “What the stars is?” Every month on the third we get to Narcs in Dogs barkin then kick the door, no narcs in Livin the wild life, think I am Tarzan I took your broad again, she wanna come with the stars again AP on me, iced out, tennis chains, iced out Whole pointers round my neck, lookin like a lighthouse Lil nigga, pipe down, choppa make ya pipe down Runnin man , runnin man , catch me if you can Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me Bad bitches only , bad bitches on me Takeoff Bad bitches on me, only bad bitches want me Hold up, where the bad bitches? Look at all the sad bitches Say a hundred, do two hundred on the dash, smash nigga Who want it? Cause we run it, aint no question, ask niggas Better punt it on the fourth, cause aint no runnin past niggas Man, we done it, thats important, who you trust to blast with you? Make it spaz, thats a quarter cash in the caterpillar Porsche tags on the nigga ass, Im a cop killer Reggie Miller, shoot em, bill up, say Phillipe while you say, Philip Double cup, codeine killer, Houston Texas, now who trilla? Bad bitches in the mirror, told her take the team with her Bet she bring the team with her, bring the blue and green, lookin at my AP on me, iced out, tennis chains, iced out Whole pointers round my neck, lookin like a lighthouse Lil nigga, pipe down, choppa make ya pipe down Runnin man , runnin man , catch me if you can Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me

We began after the storm inside Lay the land , its just the morning light Woo, woo, oh yeah Woo-ooh, ooh-ooh Switch your⁠, switch your attitude Go head, level up yourself This that different latitude Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Life too short, go spoil yourself Feel that feel, enjoy yourself cause We have everything we need We have everything we need We have everything we need We have everything we need We have everything we need We began after the storm inside Lay the land , its just the morning light Switch my, switch my attitude Im so, Im so radical All these people mad at dude This for who it matter to What if Eve made apple juice? You gon do what Adam do? Or say, "Baby, lets put this back on the tree" cause We have everything we need We have everything we need We have everything we need We have everything we need We have everything we need We began after the storm inside Lay the land , its just the morning light

You motherfuckers better do your job and roll up And watch how we roll up, and I cant control it, cant hold it, its so nuts I take a sip of that gnac, I wanna fuck I take a hit of that chronic, it got me stuck But really whats amazing is how I keep blazing Towel under the door, we smoke until the days end Puff-puff, then pass, dont fuck up rotation Hpnotiq for Henny? Now, nigga, thats a chaser Turn nothing to something, now, pimping, thats a savior Best things are green, now, pimpin, get your paper High off the ground, from stair to skyscraper Cool out, thinking we local, cmon, homie, we major We major? Cmon, homie, we major We major? Cmon, homie, we major We major! Cmon, homie, we major We major! Cmon Feeling better than some head on a Sunday afternoon Better than a chick that say "Yes" too soon Until you have a daughter; thats what I call karma And you pray to God she dont grow breasts too soon Projects tore up, gang signs is thrown up Niggas hats broke off, thats how we grow up Why else you think shorties write rhymes? Just to blow up? Get they first car and then, IRS show up He aint never had shit, but he had that nine Nigga come through flicking and he had that shine Put two and two together and a little bad weather Gon be your whole family on that funeral line Asked the reverend, "Was the strip clubs cool? If my tips helped send a pretty girl through school?" Thats all I want, like winos want they good whiskey I aint in the Klan, but I brought my hood with me You motherfuckers better do your job and roll up And watch how we roll up, and I cant control it, cant hold it, its so nuts I take a sip of that gnac, I wanna fuck I take a hit of that chronic, it got me stuck But really whats amazing is how I keep blazing Towel under the door, we smoke until the days end Puff puff, then pass, dont fuck up rotation Hpnotiq for Henny? Now, nigga, thats a chaser Turn nothing to something, now, pimping, thats a savior Best things are green, now, pimpin, get your paper High off the ground, from stair to skyscraper Cool out, thinking we local, cmon, homie, we major We major? Cmon, homie, we major We major? Cmon, homie, we major We major! Cmon, homie, we major We major! Cmon, homie, we major I heard the beat and I aint know what to write First line—should it be about the hoes or the ice? Four-fours or Black Christ? Both flowsd be nice Rap about big paper or the black man 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, still" Looked at the pad and pencil, and jotted what I feel Been like twelve years since a nigga first signed Now, Im a free agent, and Im thinking its time To build my very own Motown Cause rappers be deprived of executive nine-to-fives 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 yall copped the LPs and yall fiends got dealt Im Jesse Jackson on the balcony when King got killed I survived the livest niggas around Lasted 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 Ba-dop-ba-ba Feeling better than I ever felt before today Like better late than never; its orientation Still, we can make it better, throwing all your cares away Oh, oh, oh, ooh! You motherfuckers better do your job and roll up And watch how we roll up, and I cant control it, I cant hold it, its so nuts I take a sip of that gnac, I wanna fuck I take a hit of that chronic, it got me stuck But really whats amazing is how I keep blazing Towel under the door, we smoke until the days end Puff-puff, then pass, dont fuck up rotation Hpnotiq for Henny? Now, nigga, thats a chaser Turn nothing to something, now, pimping, thats a savior Best things are green, now, pimpin, get your paper High off the ground, from stair to skyscraper Cool out, thinking we local, cmon, homie, we major We major? We major? We major We major Oh, oh, oh, ooh! Ba-dop-ba-ba Feeling better than I ever felt before today But better late than never; its orientation Still, we can make it better, throwing all your cares away! Can I talk my shit again? Can I talk my shit again? I cant believe Im back up in this motherfucker Ima be late, though I gotta figure out what Im finna wear Yeah The Roc is definitely in the building G.O.O.D. Musics definitely in the building, ugh I gotta say "Whats up" to Tony Williams On the vocals! Sings—He sings quite beautifully, dont you agree? Dont you agree? Ugh And Jon Brion on the keys right now And Warryn Campbell on the keys right now So they asked me: "Why you call it Late Registration, Ye?" Cause we takin these motherfuckers back to school La, la, la, la-la-la-la la If you know this part right here, feel free to sing along La la la la la, la-la-la Ba-dop-bop-ba Feeling better than I ever felt before today But better late than never; its orientation But we can make it better, throwing all your cares away We want you to get used to this Oh, oh, oh, ooh! Ba-dop-bop-ba Ugh, they cant do what we do, baby Uh-uh, uh-uh! They cant do what we do baby Uh-uh, uh-uh! They cant do what we do, baby Yeah Oh, oh, oh, ooh!

No one on the corner has swagger like us Swagger like us, swagger-swagger like us No one on the corner has swagger like us Swagger like us, swagger-swagger like us No one on the corner has swagger like us Swagger like us, swagger-swagger like us No one on the corner has swagger like us Swagger like us, swagger-swagger like us No one on the corner has swagger like us Swagger like us, swagger-swagger like us No one on the corner has swagger like us Swagger like us, swagger-swagger like us No one on the corner has swagger like us Swagger like us, swagger-swagger like us No one on the corner has swagger like us Swagger like us, swagger-swagger like us Mr. West is in the buildin Swagger on a hundred thousand trillion Ayo I know I got it first Im Christopher Columbus, yall just the Pilgrims Thanksgiving, do we even got a question? Hermès, Pastelle, I pass the dressin My attitude is tattooed, that mean its permanent So I guess we should address it, huh? My swagger is Mick Jagger Every time I breathe on a track, I asthma attack it "Why you so mad for? Why you gotta have it?" ‘Cause I slaved my whole life, now Im the master Naaaaa-na-naaaaa How it feel to wake up and be the shit and the urine Naaaaa-na-naaaaa Tryin to get that Kobe number, one over Jordan No one on the corner has swagger like us Swagger like us, swagger-swagger like us No one on the corner has swagger like us Swagger like us, swagger-swagger like us No one on the corner has swagger like us Swagger like us, swagger-swagger like us No one on the corner has swagger like us Swagger like us, swagger-swagger like us Got a bop like this Cant wear skinny jeans, ‘cause my knots dont fit No one on the corner got a pocket like this So I rock Roc jeans, ‘cause my knots so thick You can learn how to dress just by checkin my fresh Checkin checkin my fresh, checkin checkin my fresh Follow my steps is the road to success Where the niggas know youre thorough when the girls say yes But I cant teach you my swag You can pay for school, but you cant buy class School of hard knocks, Im a grad And that all-blue Yankee is my graduation cap Its Hooooovaaaa Dippin different Rovers, whippin with the soda Hooooovaaaa Did you even have any doubt? After Doubt it was over No one on the corner has swagger like us Swagger like us, swagger-swagger like us No one on the corner has swagger like us Swagger like us, swagger-swagger like us No one on the corner has swagger like us Swagger like us, swagger-swagger like us No one on the corner has swagger like us Swagger like us, swagger-swagger like us No one on the corner has swagger like moi Church, but Im too clean for the choir I require what I desire I got stripes, Adidas Mami scream "¡Papí, no más!" Run up in your shit, just me, no más Runnin this shit like I got four thighs No one has swagger like these four guys Now when it comes to styles, I got several Sharper than the swag or dagger all metal And my jewels blue and yellow The type of shit that make em call you Carmelo Rules as follows: stay true to the ghetto Write your name on the bullet, make you feel special Ha! What the fuck you boys talkin bout? I know its us, ‘cause we the only thing to talk about No one on the corner has swagger like us Swagger like us, swagger-swagger like us No one on the corner has swagger like us Swagger like us, swagger-swagger like us No one on the corner has swagger like us Swagger like us, swagger-swagger like us No one on the corner has swagger like us Swagger like us, swagger-swagger like us You can go see Weezy for the wordplay, Jeezy for the bird play Kanyeezy for diversity, and me for controversy All my verses picture perfect, only spit to serve a purpose You aint livin what you kickin, then you worthless Lookin from the surface It may seem like I got reason to be nervous Then observe my work to see that my adversity was worth it Verses autobiographical, absolutely classical Last thing Im worried about is what another rapper do Aint nobody hot as me Even if they rap they ass off, blast off and have outstandin quality Sell a lot of records, Ill respect it and salute that But spittin real life on hot beats Im the truth at You kick it like me, no exaggeration necessary Livin revolutionary, nothin less than legendary Gangsta shit, hereditary, got it from my dad Flow colder than February with extraordinary swag No one No one on the corner has swagger like us Swagger like us, swagger-swagger like us No one on the corner has swagger like us Swagger like us, swagger-swagger like us No one on the corner has swagger like us Swagger like us, swagger-swagger like us No one on the corner has swagger like us Swagger like us, swagger-swagger like us No one on the corner has swagger like us Swagger like us, swagger-swagger like us No one on the corner has swagger like us Swagger like us, swagger-swagger like us on the corner has swagger like us Swagger like us, swagger-swagger like us No one on the corner has swagger like us Swagger like us, swagger-swagger like us

Us living as we do upside-down And the new word to have is revolution People dont even want to hear the preacher spill or spiel Because Gods whole card has been thoroughly piqued And America is now blood and tears instead of milk and honey The youngsters who were programmed to continue fucking up woke up one night Digging Paul Revere and Nat Turner as the good guys America stripped for bed and we had not all yet closed our eyes The signs of truth were tattooed across our often-entered vagina We learned to our amazement, the untold tale of scandal Two long centuries buried in the musty vault Hosed down daily with a gagging perfume America was a bastard The illegitimate daughter of the mother country Whose legs were then spread around the world And a rapist known as freedom, free-doom Democracy, liberty, and justice were revolutionary codenames that preceded the bubbling, bubbling, bubbling, bubbling, bubbling In the mother countrys crotch What does Webster say about soul? All I want is a good home and a wife And a children, and some food to feed them every night After all is said and done, build a new route to China if theyll have you Who will survive in America? Who will survive in America? Who will survive in America? Who will survive in America?