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Lyrics from Live Performance Take what you want, take everything Take what you want, take what you want Better that I change my number so you cant explain Violence in the night, violence in the night Priors, priors, do you have any priors? Well, that one time, Ill be honest, Ill be honest, we all liars, let it go Ill be honest, we all liars Ill be honest, we all liars Im pulled over and I got priors Guess we goin jail, guess whos goin to jail? Guess whos goin to jail tonight? Guеss whos goin to jail tonight? Guess whos goin to jail tonight? God gon post my bail tonight Dont you curse at me on tеxt, why you tryna hit the flex? I hold up, like, "What?" I scroll, I scroll up like, "Next" Guess whos getting exed? Like, next Guess whos getting exed You made a choice thats yo bad, single life aint so bad But we aint finna go there, somethings off, Ill tell you why Guess whos goin to jail tonight Wanna play? Play in the cell, yeah I could scream and shout, let it out Ill be honest, we all liars Ill be honest, we all liars Im pulled over and I got priors Guess we goin jail, guess whos goin to jail? Guess whos goin to jail tonight? Guess whos goin to jail tonight? Guess whos goin to jail tonight? God gon post my bail tonight God in my cells, thats my celly Made in the image of God, thats a selfie Pray five times a day, so many felonies Who gon post my bail? Lord, help me Hol up, Donda, Im with your baby when I touch back road Told him, "Stop all of that red cap, we goin home" Not me with all of these sins, casting stones This might be the return of The Throne Hova and Yeezus, like Moses and Jesus You are not in control of my thesis You already know what I think bout think pieces Before you ask he already told you who he think he is Dont try to jail my thoughts and think pre-cents I cant be controlled, reprogrammed, and preset Reset On my cell, in my cell tonight Dont have to see you to touch you, this is what braille look like Its on sight, woo, woo, woo If they take me to jail, call my girl, tell her send my mail We know what Hell look like, still its a hell of a life, yikes Guess whos goin to jail tonight? Guess whos goin to jail tonight? Guess whos goin to jail tonight? God gon post my bail tonight

When I came up had to show my ass, yeah Clothes tight, clothes tight, hoes tight, hold tight Hold tight, hold tight Hold tight, hold tight Hold tight, hold tight Hold tight, hold tight And I just figured out the whole time Uh, I was actin like Im white When I came up, had to show my ass, yeah, thats the black side I was trappin out the bando, nosy ass neighbors uptight When I come around, when I come around, niggas dont act right Im yellin out, "Please dont come with that fake shit," screamin it all night What the fuck did you say? What the fuck did you say? Im on my Wraith shit, Im on my, Im on my Wraith shit Get the fuck out my face, get out of my way Im on my Wraith shit, I fell in love with all races When youre aiming for something I tell em Hold tight, hold tight, hold tight When youre aiming for something I tell em Hold tight, hold tight, hold tight When youre aiming for something I tell em Hold tight, see that melody right there? Thats why Im me When youre aiming for something I tell em I be actin like Im white Fuckin white bitches, black and white dick like we dont tiki talk shit, bossed up 100 bump, I do that shit all night Sniff a line I be sniffing Miley Cyrus with Miley Cyrus In a bathroom with my thumb in her ass Now Im actin like Im white You stayed 3 exes up and you never came to see me in my own room You the only good enough for the mountain Only good as the people you got around you This is all associations around you I only got but never doubt you Forgive me if I ever doubted you Forgive me if I ever doubted you Forgive me if I ever doubted you Forgive me if I ever doubted you Forgive me if I ever doubted you Please forgive me if I ever doubted you Forgive me if I ever doubted you Please forgive me if I ever doubted you Forgive me if I ever doubted you Please forgive me if I ever doubted you Forgive me if I ever doubted you Ayy, cause Im actin like Im white Dont make me show my ass, thats the black side Yeah, Im actin like Im white Dont make me show my ass, thats the black side Cause Im actin like Im white Dont make me show my ass, thats the black side Yeah, Im actin like Im white Dont make me show my ass, thats the black side Im chillin, pourin up until I cant feel my anger Blessed my nigga Yeezy with a banger I was sharin all my thoughts with a stranger Wrestle this bitch like Kurt, no Angle I can see them diamonds drippin off me like a sink Act inside a pineapple mango She been in the with no angle Whoop, Im adios, as-salamu alaykum I just want a round house, we gon have em bleedin Nah, I aint green, sharin is carin, bae, I be just feedin Coca Cola shape, I dont want to fuck it bae, I just want see it Lil nigga late, I been done did but you just aint see it Wait, lil nigga, I can afford it I just was broke with no shawty I just found out its important To take off the factories and put on some Forgies I got six rings, Im just lordin I used to be broke and so boring I came out that swamp, cant ignore it Now all my pockets is on Norbit They mad cause we grinded up from the top I was on the block, no guap, runnin from cops They talk about me, they wanted to see the album flop And we will never stop, the game on Buscemi lock I do wrong and do right, forgive me for not livin right Sippin on Bud, like givin you advice Im actin white Mansion on acres, my white friends I only invite Even when Im wrong, it feel like a nigga right Dr. King sacrificed his life Because they didnt treat us right Dont call a young nigga racist because my best friend white Yeah, my best friends white , white I was actin like Im white Diamonds shinin off the lights Pain came with the limelight Feds put me in the spotlight Mama told me that these bitches aint never gon count Cut you off, dont wanna talk, Ima see you around This is the way that we kick it 200 thou in my kitchen Bad bitches in the facility I put my hoe on a mission Yall niggas better hold tight I gave 200 to Jews, told em make it right They mad, we blew up like dynamite I can see everythin like a satellite

Lyrics from Snippet Where Im from, I know people just do We dont try We dont even stop speak, no lies We coupe, on the troop, my eyes The truth is not in the words, its in my eyes The truth is not in the words, its in my eyes The truth is not in the words The truth...

Im known for running my mouth I will not be accountable for what comes out, uh I dunno, I might have said it I was kinda gone and light-headed And my jacket kinda fresh, bright red And as usual, my pants tight-threaded It seem like everybody dress tight now And I just want my credit Dont get it, twisted, or dreaded I am the king and will not be headed To the morgue no time soon, brethren Being broke made my head hurt So I need the bread or an Excedrin Thatll only get my engine revving While yall on 10, Im on 11 Imma make the news, be on at 7 Matter fact, Im on this very second Im in first and yall in second And this verse only add to the freshness Call to the club, tell them add to the guest list What you think? Way more bitches? I can never be too big for my britches Yall motherfuckers know who this is Im gifted Merry Christmas Merry Christmas Im armed with pens, Ive got my rhymes Whatever comes, I write it down So knock me out and shoot me down With mics in hand, well stand against the test of time You dont know my mind Like Ive said a thousand times I gotta stay ahead Know what Im fighting for Ill leave you to your talk Never seen my kind before And youre all so thick-headed Follow and I know I let it Part of me wont let me quit Wont let me just not say shit So much is there to be bored with Cant be still, I cant afford it Try to hold it in, but it makes me sick So I spit it up, say to hell with it I dream it and I build it tall Make a way for when you fall Im armed with pens, Ive got my rhymes Whatever comes, I write it down So knock me out and shoot me down With mics in hand, well stand against the test of time Im armed with pens, Ive got my rhymes Whatever comes, I write it down So knock me out and shoot me down With mics in hand, well stand against the Im armed with pens, Ive got my rhymes Whatever comes, I write it down So knock me out and shoot me down With mics in hand, well stand against the test of time

I seen you jockin Jay-Z cause he got a Mercedes And you know about his ladies I seen you jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin Jockin Jay-Z , jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin Jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin Jockin-j-jockin-jockin I seen you jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin Jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin Jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin Jockin-j-jockin-jockin Whose house? Hov, no doubt Bout the only rapper still getting money in the drought I moves out, in the global, Im a mogul Fifty thousand feet in the air and Im still on my mobile Fuck talking bout the recession, the shits depressing I rock with Obama but I aint no politician And I chill with the thugs and the gangsters too I aint a blood but Im warring with the boys in blue Crooked officer, crooked officer! Why you wanna see me in a coffin, sir? Is it against the law, the way Im flossin, sir? Benzes, Rolls Royces, and Porsches, ugh! Haters like, "Hov, why you still talkin money shit?" ... Cause I like money, bitch! I like fly shit, you like gossip I let you do you! Why you riding my tip? I seen you jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin Jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin Jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin Jockin-j-jockin-jockin I seen you jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin Jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin Jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin Jockin-j-jockin-jockin That bloke from Oasis said I couldnt play guitar Somebody shoulda told him Im a fucking rockstar To-day is gonna be the day That Im gonna throw it back to you! Im living life as a rocker, Im like Pimp C, partna Coming down in Mercedes, peeling off on the boppers Worldwide show, Im coming down in a chopper Hundred eighty thou, screamin "Hov!" with the Roc up Its too easy! I got ladies on shoulders, showing me they chi-chis I met honey at the show last year And now Im acting brand new like a world premiere Yeah, I know life aint fair But chill, baby girl, my girl is here I got models in the mosh pit Dancing off-beat, but they know the words to my shit! I seen you jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin Jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin Jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin Jockin-j-jockin-jockin I seen you jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin Jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin Jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin Jockin-j-jockin-jockin You aint gotta jock Jay-Z, jock fly shit You aint gotta jock me, homie; jock my chick Jock her Zanottis; she body you with the fit No, thats not Pilates; her bodys just thick You aint gotta jock her, nigga; jock my clique Jock the dope boys cause we all tossed bricks Federales jock me while Im crossing the bridge Click, click! Take a portrait of this I aint no pretty boy; I got a gorgeous wrist Cut handsome checks and my flows pretty... sick Im so ghetto chic Im where the hood and high fashion meet Ooh-wee, Im like the camouflauge Louis How you niggas want it? The tux or the toolie? Haters, I aint mad at you If I wasnt me Id probably jock me too! I seen you jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin Jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin Jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin Jockin-j-jockin-jockin I seen you jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin Jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin Jockin Jay-Z, jockin Jay-Z, jockin-jockin Jockin-j-jockin-jockin, jockin-j-jockin-jockin

Who can I make that them better right now? Who, oh I know thatll make it better right now? Who do I know thatll make em better right now? Who do you know? I just wanna feel liberated I, I, I I just wanna feel liberated I, I, I If I ever instigated I, I Tell me who will never related, I Annie, are you okay? Ooh, yeah Annie, are you okay? Ooh, yeah Do you like foreplay? Ooh, yeah Do you go both ways? I really need confirmation Your love is abomination, fucking you is like a bomb of nations Area 51 in that pussy, ah The president bout to cum in that pussy, ah I got mind control, I got dick control I reel em in for the fishing pole I love legs like Robyn Fenty Stretch them shits like limo Bentleys Catch them tits with an open mouth The interview up outta that Oprah house You know I love it when its pokin out You know Im thuggin even in the drought, you know him I fuck around and crash a brand new Bugatti In the mothafuckin lobby so you know Im in the building Wont you kiss it, baby? Take a picture I, I, I, I, Im killin em Illuminati want my money and my body Even Donny rollin by me, looking aggravated that I made it Fuck you and your mama, nigga I, I, I, I, I see the bitch in them, I got the Benjamin I got the dividend, Im on my toes like Serena at the Wimbledon Pie à la mode on a Monday for my woman-friend Im in the mode of a mortal man Im living in the orbit of deliverin Sex in a cathedral, empty, Grand Marnier that I reload, ten Gs In the hallway, she a Leo, Im a Gemini Give me mine, genocide, kill em all, thirty times Who can I make that them better right now? Who, oh I know thatll make it better right now? Who do I know thatll make em better right now? Who do you know? I just wanna feel liberated I, I, I I just wanna feel liberated I, I, I If I ever instigated I, I Tell me who will never related, I Why I fucked you this evening At Southside, live for these things By the way, how you feelin, forgot I dont give a fuck about your family and that, oh Back it up, back it up, oh oh Back it up, back it up, oh oh Back it up, back it up, oh oh Back it up, yeah

Ooh, I promise not to do it again I promise not to do it You cant say I dont love you Just because I cheat on you Cause you cant see all I do To keep you from knowing the things I do Like erase my phone And keep it out of town I keep it strapped up when I sleep around Well I should have known one day youd find out But you cant go and leave me now You know that I love you Theres no one above you I said it the last time But this is the last time Dont make me over Cause I can be faithful Baby youre my number one Youre my number one Now who is she? Whats her name? You dont need to know about everything We fight about this We fight about that You hang up the phone and call me right back Well Ill never be something Im not Please dont throw away what weve got Cause weve been together for way too long I was playing around but Im coming home You know that I love you Theres no one above you I said it the last time But this is the last time Dont make me over Cause I can be faithful Baby youre my number one Youre my number one I keep you laced up so you aint gotta borrow nothing From them broke ass friends who be bargain hunting They say they shop on eBay – baby why is they frontin? They be on the internet but they never cop nothin I keep you in Girl what is those on your toes? And your neck staying froze off that rose colored gold I suppose you was told by them hoes I was cheatin Thinkin my heart dont got nothing to do with my penis He got a mind of his own and he just be seeing shit And I dont wanna cheat but I dont be saying shit I try to jack off he ask me who is you playin wit? But I know he love you he told me you was his favorite You know that I love you Theres no one above you I said it the last time But this is the last time Dont make me over Cause I can be faithful Baby youre my number one Youre my number one Youre making it hard for me Youre messing up everything You tell me I gotta leave Say we over You saw that she came over Came in the Range Rover Left with a hangover Say we over I promise I wont cheat I promise I wont lie I promise Ill act right Say we over You cant tell me I cant have you I cant have that We aint over

La, la, la, la, la And everybody say, say La, la, la, la, la I know you—I know you— I know you thinking, thinking that it must be Armor-All flow cause it never get rusty I aint gotta say it, man, dog, trust me Bust somebody head, GLC, where was we? Still rock the Prada—fore that, rock the Starter Niggas had the Georgetown, the Magic way harder Thinking back to the projects, and they way they tore em all up Like when I do a project, and come back and tear the mall up We coming from the Southside, Southside Southside, Southside Southside, Southside Southside, side of the Chi The broads, the cars, the half-moons, the stars Im like Jeff Fort the way I get behind bars Burn CDs with no regard for the stars Come to the crib with conflict diamonds and they ours Back in 94, they called me Chi-towns Nas Now, them niggas know Im one of Chi-towns gods We eating, Joe, you still talking no carbs A conscious nigga with mack, like Steve Jobs We coming from the Southside, Southside Southside, Southside Southside, Southside Southside, side of the Chi Your fly is open, McFly The crowd is open, I think I know why Im back from the future, seen it with my own eyes And, yep! Im still the future of the Chi Back in college, I had to get my back up off the futon I knew that I couldnt cop a coupe with no coupons Look at that Neutron on his green like croutons People asking him, "Do you have any Grey Poupon?" We coming from the Southside, Southside Southside, Southside Southside, Southside Southside, side of the Chi You in the building, but the buildings falling You wouldnt be balling if your name was Spalding My mind get flooded, I think about New Orleans Bout to school yall niggas; you should call him August Im the sun that goes down, but Im still revolving Southside, w—w—walk it out, while still, youre crawling If rap was Harlem, Id be James Baldwin With money in the bank like G. Rap, were calling We coming from the Southside, Southside Southside, Southside Southside, Southside South side of the Chi With niggas masked up like Phantom of the Opera Dreaming of the day they push a phantom to the operas Cant wait til they say, "Ye ran up at the Oscars" "Papa, I heard his life is like a movie" Like when Em played him and Mekhi played a rasta Mexicans gon love it like it was for La Raza But this is for the mobsters, holla We some true Chi-town legends; accept no imposters We coming from the Southside, Southside Southside, Southside Southside, Southside Southside, side of the Chi The un-American idol, tower like the Eiffel Lean with it, rock with it, Black like the Disciples Know when to use a bible and when to use a rifle You rap like you should be on the back of a motorcycle Caught a case of robbery, and beat it like Michael Your career is a typo; mine was written like a haiku I write to do the right things, like Spike do Through conflicts thats Crucial and drama thats Psycho We coming from the Southside, Southside Southside, Southside Southside, Southside South side of the Chi La-la-la-la-la, la La, la-la-la-la-la, la La, la-la-la-la-la, la La, la-la-la-la-la, la We’re coming from the—Hey Have to spice it up You might have to spice it up Spice it up, spice it up Take your life and Yo, ugh, ayy We’re coming from the—Hey We’re coming from the—hey And this concludes our Chicago show. Please stay tuned. Roughneck, whats up babe-ooh? This your man, Its Real, a.k.a. Pharaoh. Captain Jack Sparrow. Just pulled up on the internet. Ooh, I see yall in the mirror. Washing off your face! This that shit. Thats what Im talking bout, son. Just getting rap! Word up! What Im saying, where the rock is, rght? I need some of that, son. Thats that inspiration. I love you to death, bro-dog

Ball so hard, muthafuckas wanna fine me These niggas can’t find me, cause I’m probably in the air Cuttin’ through the clouds in a Lear G-5′in Bitch nigga, we mobbin’ Rich nigga, we buyin’, any bitch we wanna And it go ‘room when I hit that corner in a batmobile Strapped for real, bullets hit ya head, make ya head go still Niggas always ask why you rap so real Cause I be in the trap sellin’ crack on pills Got them racks on ill, money so sick I don’t give a fuck who you run and go get Ross bought a boat cause I wanna go fish With his all yellow Rollie got these niggas so pissed Shittin’ on these niggas where my toilet Jordan’s, you aint never seen ‘em cause I’m ballin’ Boy the shit Im spitting be so retarded Cause I don’t even write I’m just recording Got an AP, Rolex, Cartier to the Hublot I aint even have to hit the bank I bought this shit from a few shows, with a new ho in my view so Beautiful, I see a few hoes Anchorman, that forecast I say it’s coming and they move the snow Ha, got a young bitch look like Nicki tho I said could ya keep a secret just like Vicki tho I let her sip Ciroc and hit the sticky tho Told her she can kiss my neck but just don’t give me no hickies ho Cause my baby momma be trippin’ All these wheels I be whippin’ All this paper I be gettin’ I be dunkin on ‘em: Blake Griffin Nigga, I got now, you got no! No W’s for the loser’s tho All this ice like a jewelry show Ride through slow like a funeral Look at my neck, take a look at my wrist Look at my pockets, take a look at my bitch Let me take ‘em way back Thinkin like ’86, all eyes on me When I step up in the club Im feelin’ like Rich Porter that is, I slaughter that bitch Don’t touch that work, I order that shit I wouldn’t give a damn, what corner that is If they cop that work, Im goin’ to that bitch Wit’ a whole sack, no rap, weed, pills, dope, crack Drop it right on ‘em like "hold that" Feds takin’ pictures like Kodak Tappin’ my phone, watching my home They watchin’ me and I’m watching the throne? She suckin’ me and I’m watching the dome Perc in my system and I’m in the zone, yeah, I’m gettin’ gone Phantom, Ghost, like Im chasin Pacman All this money on my mind, you see it in my catscan Nigga

Uh, I spit that R.O.C., nothing but crack, bitch Get my cleats cause Im running this rap shit Yall know me, this aint nothing but practice Im running the streets and Im running this rap shit I got bars, OD, I been running this rap shit I run this bitch like Im Lamar Jackson, uh Takeover, the breaks over Hit yo brakes cause the race over, Im the case closer Bust yo whole fucking face open, thats a makeover Lean make every soda grape soda, purple taste golden Make me have my skaters skate over to your place soldier You a play soldier, you a snakе, you a fake cobra You aint safe, have thе safe open, I need payola On yo knees, nigga where the keys? Im like Beethoven Its like bringing a knife to a gunfight, a pen to a test I bring the night to his sunlight and zen to her stress I bring the gun to a fist fight, the dick to her breast She want the cum on her tongue like its mint to her breath This is grown man BI, R.I.P B.I Nigga, you might be a CI, talkin to the FBI Big beast to the east-side, now shes on my G5 Fuck on her to some C5, cut on Funeral and she die Your reach aint long enough, yo peeps aint strong enough Yo beach aint warm enough You aint been in the throne Cause the seat aint warm enough And nigga, Im the only one I got the crown on, Im the goat and you the pony, son Dont let me do it to him Dunie cause I overdo it The choppa was too big for me, had to grow into it His stylist split his wig for me if I told her do it We hit his crib and broke into it, if its smoke, we blew it We dont believe you, you need more people Aint shit sweet, boy, you need more Equal You aint runnin shit boy feed your Ezekiel All my niggas rich boy, clean no illegal Dont let em gas you, like Tunechi reading Thrasher He wont thrash you cause Ill be glad to split your apple, I had to Stab you, chop you up in the bathroom so casual Then drop you off in front of a chapel with candles Detach you, body from soul Anita Baker body and soul, come out of my soul I made a way to the rockiest roads and highway patrol Full speed ahead clean the bread from the sloppiest joes I got it in the hot and the cold, the mud in the rain I stomach the pain, got more bloods than the blood in my veins Im huntin the game, you guys aint fuckin with Wayne Ask your vibe cause she fuckin Lil Wayne, yeah Nigga, yall know me, this aint nothin but practice OG, I been sonnin these bastards Double R, no key, got a button for that shit And if yall dont see, then Im comin with graphics Nigga, war no peace, and Im comin with caskets Screamin RIP to everyone in this rap shit Nigga, yall so sweet and Im nothing but nasty And Im runnin this rap shit, nigga, Lamar Jackson, No Ceilings This is No Ceilings 3 Thats right, Lil Wayne And be ready for I Am Not A Human Being 3 The album coming 2021 Another one

Yeah, DJ Clue, Desert Storm, the Roc This shit right here, the Roc army Dame Dash presents the Dream Team, niggas Word Sup yall? Yo, this is Dame Dash, the CEO Here to welcome yall to the Dream Team What, yall niggas thought I was gonna rap? Never Im just a little mad at niggas comin at my neck like my team aint the best in the world You know what Im sayin? Like we aint got Beans, Cam, Jay, Bleek, Freeway We are the champions, my friend And well keep on fighting to the end We are the champions, we are the champions No time for losers cause we are the champions Of the world God damn, Kanye I bet niggas didnt know you could rap huh? Thats my motherfucking producer, this the producer on the Roc He rap better than most rappers! Well Dame, if these niggas thought about they self for a change Then maybe they can finally figure out how to get they self some change I done seen jealousy make niggas do t-terrible things Howd that song go I did with Hov? Oh yeah, shitll never change Thats your worry, though, we are the champions Spend a lot of time in Hampt-i-ons, do a lot of beats you cant be on Damn, all these fans cant be wrong, damn, B.I.G., you cant be gone Make those beats thugs wanna rock , make a nigga feel just like Pac Make it street, but it just might pop, make it straight to the mountain top Had the Chi on lock when they finally heard I signed with Roc Came in the game, changed it again, changed everything, yeah If you feeling this here, throw your fucking hands in the air Its the Roc-a-Fella label, baby, fuck them other labels, baby And we been ducking shots from all them haters lately We getting paper, baby, them others trying to keep up We on top, so I guess we they saviors, nope We labeled as the Roc-A-Fellas, Jacob, watchs colors Everywhere, hell yeah, test us and the gauges blow Fuck they hatin for? Dont make me pop a fella Roc-A-Fella stop a fella, could get hot for fellas, Sig Dont make me chop up fellas, have to call a cop for fellas Or the helicopter fellas, nigga Im a Roc-A-Fella What, nigga? for Roc-A-Fella, shit, I will rock a fella Goddamn, Beans, I got this, let me talk my shit one time No, we the illest niggas, realest, I will kill these niggas Now thats what the fuck Im talking bout And you wonder why Im proud of my family? And you wonder why I aint gotta rap? I got niggas thatll assassinate you, B, lyrically Really shut you the fuck down, dont get your career ended Leave us the fuck alone, let us rock We are RocHeusen, were the R-O-C , holla This is just fate, how I would sit on a crate Listen to tapes, every day a frisk was at stake Jakes cuffs, wrists getting raped, my mission was straight, to Visit them states near them great Michigan lakes And fuck a bathroom, I pissed on the gate Flipped the bird at em, flip a bird, switch up my plates I got plans that was better than jail Now look, we like Bird, Parish, Kevin McHale Scott, Worthy, Jabbar and Magic, oh my God, its magic Isaiah, Dumars, I will carve your casket Phil, Scottie and Mike, Phil, Shaq and Kobe My gats will detach you, homie And Im friends with thugs, I sell endless drugs For the Roc Fam, dawg, I extend my love Jay, Bleek, beef, Ill be crossing the bridge Tossing they wigs, make corpse of they kids Free, O, Sparks, and Mack Mittens Im 95 South, no doubt, MAC clip in I stack chips and Im Saks Fifth-in Louis Vuitton loafers, hat dripping I go retrieve a duck, tell her proceed and suck I dont just beat my cases, I beat em up My lawyer eat em up, put bars behind me Im glad they didnt stop that car behind me, shit It had three felons, gun shooters, no 50 cal. A.C.P., Bazooka Joe Dont be stupid, though, I get scrilla, man Im for realer, man, yeah, its Killa Cam, uh, Dipset, bitch We are the champions, my friend And well keep on fighting to the end We are the champions, we are the champions No time for losers cause we are the champions Of the world What, yall thought I was finished? Im not, I just recruited somebody new Im like the George Steinbrenner of this shit I mean Im rich like him, holla Everybodys swarming, oh my God Its the newest power forward of the squad A legacy like Jordan with the mob That be known for breaking motherfuckers off Put Roc-A-Fella on my pinky ring Fuck a battle, nigga, Ima get them thangs Rollin with them Lords and them folks up out the Chi Twista gon make em spit the game I represent the mob to the fullest You dont want it with that boy thats known to pull it With Kanye on the track of the Dream Team Im finna be the shit no matter which way you put it They blessed a nigga in, now Im fin to go into a zone Taking it to some motherfuckers domes Cause its on, I will rock until Im gone Filling my body with lead, clutching chrome Take it to your gut, take it to your chest I be more provoking when Im smoking sess And we getting stronger, hope you got a vest Already got them MACs, already got them TECs Served a few dimes, Beans got pearl Legendary, we on top of the world How could you haters think we can be done? Hold it down because we are champions We are the champions, my friend And well keep on fighting to the end We are the champions, we are the champions No time for losers cause we are the champions Of the world Dame Dash presents the Dream Team

That new Rihanna in the front Bitches in the back they dont like me though Why? I can tell you bout stupid hoes Why? I bet she dont act stupid though Cuz I cut a bitch I fuck a bitch, go and find another bitch And I never trust a bitch You done touched a nigga 30 times On some baby mother shit Talkin bout you celibate But you still suckin dick This that half a brick, quarter brick Aye, come and place your order bitch More of that gutter shit New Rihanna in the front Bitches in the back, she dont like me though Why? I dont know, she might be broke Why? I can tell you bout stupid hoes Why? I bet she dont act stupid though She know that I have sex with em If you tryin get lit then go ahead light it ho What you bitches fightin for? Nah, I cant even that’s why you cant sit with us You need to just sit your ass down I heard you fucked that nigga well I fucked that nigga too And they probably didnt tell you that’s what suckers niggas do And if he had a chance with me he would have never fucked with you Cause that New Rihanna in the front Bitches in the back, they dont like me though Why? Side piece bout to let wifey know Why? Thirsty hoes is tryin get chose Why? I bet she dont act stupid though Cut that bitch in the bathroom Cut that bitch in the bathroom I cut that bitch in the bathroom I cut that bitch in the bathroom I bet you need to quit playin, quit playin with me bro Got a nigga fucked up up in here You know Im sayin? A bitch say she dont like me, you ask her why, she go “I dont know,” just like some shit stupid bitches say KnowImsayin?

Man I can understand how it might be Kinda hard to love a girl like me I dont blame you much for wanting to be free I just wanted you to know For all my Southside niggas that know me best I feel like me and Taylor might still have sex Why? I made that bitch famous I made that bitch famous For all the girls that got dick from Kanye West If you see em in the streets give em Kanyes best Why? They mad they aint famous They mad theyre still nameless Her man in the store tryna try his best But he just cant seem to get Kanye fresh But we still hood famous Yeah we still hood famous I just wanted you to know I loved you better than your own kin did From the very start I dont blame you much for wanting to be free I just wanted you to know Good God Midwest coast back nigga And dont say nigga unless of course you black nigga Free country they say that shit in Tennessee Cause I got all they white daughters drinking Hennessy Ima go to Sals, put some niggas on a wall I might go to Oz take some niggas off the wall Got the key to the city, the streets on lock Tryna take em to the top, they say Chano so involved I know King Dolo, 3rd, even the group solo Its been that way since my shirt had 2 polos We the kids they keep in the back Im in love with my city, bitch I sleep in my hat Im a free agent, go and do the math Underdog of underground, Tubman with the path They askin bout the help and all I do is laugh I say God my only boss, even Moses had a staff Bam bam, bam bam Bam bam dilla, bam bam ey what a bam bam Bam bam dilla, bam bam Bam bam eh Bam bam, bam bam Bam bam, bam bam Bam bam dilla, bam bam ey what a bam bam Bam bam dilla, bam bam Bam bam Bam bam, bam bam Bam bam dilla, bam bam ey what a bam bam Bam bam dilla, bam bam Bam bam, bam bam Bam bam, bam bam Bam bam dilla, bam bam ey what a bam bam Bam bam, bam bam Bam bam dilla, bam bam I just wanted you to know I loved you better than your own kin did From the very start I dont blame you much for wanting to be free I just wanted you to know

Fall down, fall down, Lord, please Let it , fall down, fall, Lord, please Fall down, fall down, Lord, please Let it , fall down, fall, Lord, please Sometimes its soft as a misting rain That gently touches our souls It cools the fire that burns in us And we simply lose control So just rain down, Lord, Lord, please Let your love fall like rain Just rain, Lord, please Just rain down, Lord, Lord, please Let your love just shower us Just rain, Lord, please Sometimes its soft as a misting rain That gently touches our souls It cools the fire that burns in us And we simply lose control So just rain down, Lord, Lord, please Let your love fall like rain Just rain, Lord, please Just rain down, Lord, Lord, please Let your love just shower us Just rain, Lord, please Rain, rain, Lord, please Rain, rain, Lord, please Rain, rain, Lord, please Rain, rain, Lord, please Rain, rain, Lord, please Rain, rain, Lord, please Rain, rain, Lord, please Rain, rain, Lord, please Rain, rain, Lord, please Rain, rain, Lord, please Rain, Lord, please Rain, rain, Lord, please Rain, rain, Lord, please Rain, rain, Lord, please Rain, rain, Lord, please Rain, rain, Lord, please Rain, rain, Lord, please Rain, Lord, please Rain, rain, Lord, please Rain, rain, Lord, please Rain, rain, Lord, please Rain, rain, Lord, please Rain, rain, Lord, please Rain, rain, Lord, please Rain, Lord, please Sometimes its soft as a misting rain

Now you know you gotta turn this super loud Cmon now, lets go, uh Let me hear you say Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Okay, uh, let me hear you say Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah I know youre wondering, how is Kanye spittin so hot? Cause I listen to the Roc and I listen and watch And the first thing I copped was a glistening watch Off that Blueprint money, yeah, I know Im a dummy But what Im supposed to tell a girl in the club While that ass is getting feeled on What, I bought a couple build-ons? Seems like I got more brain off my fake chain than my real one Cause on the real, son If a girl think you broke, she just wanna fuck and smoke If you paid then shes thinking bout her children, feel him? Probably not though, less you got dough, you know what I mean You would think the grass greener when you finally get green Let me hear you say Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Okay, okay Man, I promise, shes so self conscious She has no idea what shes doing in college That major that she majored in dont make no money But she wont drop out, her parents will look at her funny Now, tell me that aint insecure The concept of school seems so secure Sophomore three years, aint picked a career She like, "Fuck it, Ill just stay down here and do hair" Cause thats enough money to buy her a few pairs of new Airs Cause her baby daddy dont really care Shes so precious with the peer pressure Couldnt afford a car so she named her daughter Alexis She had hair so long that it looked like weave Then she cut it all off, now she look like Eve And she be dealing with some issues that you cant believe Single black female addicted to retail and Let me hear you say Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Okay, okay Man, I promise, Im so self conscious Thats why you always see me with at least one of my watches Rollies and Pashas done drove me crazy I cant even pronounce nothing, pass that Versace! Then I spent 400 bucks on this Just to be like, "Nigga, you aint up on this!" And I refuse go to the grocery store Without some ones thats clean and a shirt with a team It seems we living the American dream But the people highest up got the lowest self esteem The prettiest people do the ugliest things For the road to riches and diamond rings We shine because they hate us, floss cause they degrade us We tryna buy back our forty acres And for that paper, look how low we astoop Even if you in a Benz, you still a nigga in a Coupe Let me hear you say Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Okay, okay And uh, I decided to stop fuckin with yall Uh, wack ass niggas And, uh, hatin-ass, dream killin-ass niggas And since I quit Everyone that supported me, thank you very much And everyone that doubted me, thank you very little

Theres been a lot of change in my life Some mightve guessed and some dared to find Must keep the faith in, faith in each other You are my brother, family Writings on the wall around us Watching people all around us Gotta wake up to the call above us Then I know its gonna be alright Its gonna come around, were enlightened Praying that we all stay guided Some way, somehow Well find a way We will weld this world, world back together Lets make a way, Well lead the way Must keep the faith, faith in each other You are my brother, family Writings on the wall around us Watching people all around us Gotta wake up to the call above us Then I know its gonna be alright Its gonna come back around, were enlightened Praying that we all stay guided Some way, somehow Well find a way Hey Well find a way Some way, somehow Well find a way, well find a way Theres been a lot of change in our lives Some wouldve guessed and some dared to find Must keep the faith in, faith in each other You are my brother, family Writings on the wall around us Watching people all around us Gotta wake up to the call above us Then I know its gonna be alright Its coming back around, were enlightened Praying that we all stay guided Some way, somehow Well find a way Bodies on the wall around us Watching people all around us Gotta wake up to the call above us Then I know its gonna be alright Its coming back around, were enlightened Praying that we all stay guided Some way, somehow Well find a way Oh-oh-oh-yeah-aye Well find a way Oh-oh-yeah-yeah Well find, well find a way Oh-oh-yeah-yeah Well find a way Oh-ohh! Oh-ohh! Writings on the wall around us Watching people all around us Gotta wake up to the call above us Then I know its gon be alright Its coming back around, were enlightened Praying that we all stay guided Some way, somehow Well find the way

Stay- Stay up Stay up Stay up Stay up What she got is so Niagara Make a young nigga straight need Viagra Make a old nigga give keys to Jaguar Just to keep from all the tease and laughter Her telling her homegirls that he couldnt stay up In the restaurant with her voice way up Please keep it discreet Keep the business out of the street She said "I would if hell handle biz up in the sheets!" Pop off like a thang thang, he keep keep And every time that she bang bang, he skeet skeet And he so bullheaded tried to three-peat Try imagining something passionate Between you, Cassie, and Kim Kardashian Maybe thatll work when you get to hit that ass again Or you can grab a Red Bull and sip that twice Now yall can have sexy time, its nice!! Man this is classic, call her National Geographic Her ass is African, but her eyes so Asian Plus the waist and, times a-wastin This some good pussy, dog please dont waste it You said "Fuck that, man Im gon tape it!" And came before you barely even got the tape in She had the maid outfit, its all on her apron I know a friend who got drunk and claim a fat bitch raped him I heard that bitch hate men and she covers up her crotch But she love to show her girls like Sanaa Lathan And she throwing passes like Troy Aikman And she really into twisting facts like false statements Hes into twisting backs by throwing his weight in But she aint waiting for him to rise to the occasion Hes like "Be patient, this a contact sport So you can save your pep talk, give me that oral support" And stay up Stay up Stay up Stay up Stay up Stay up Stay up Stay up Stay up Stay up Stay- Stay up Stay up Stay up Stay up

Im the teams ayatollah Ultrabeam out the solar Oh these niggas dumb dumb And they claim they for the culture Tryna keep my composure When I scream at the chauffeur I aint mean, Im just focused I aint mean, bitch, Im focused Playin king like its poker But you aint dealin with the Joker Global warmin gettin closer Thank God Im bipolar Whole life on the floater Dont need rings or the trophies Glasses bangin from the toasts, yeah Have a drink for the coldest Pour the lean out slower Got us clean out of soda Before the flood niggas judged They did the same thing to Noah Everybody need Yandhi My cousins mad at my auntie You bought a crib out the country You tryna Mitsubishi Galant me? Yeah, this the one and only You cant tell a unicorn from a pony Live freedom, this is freedom Fuck your feelins, you could keep em Show your grill when you greet em My nigga, kneel when you meet em Know God when you see him Love God, you gon need him Dont you love God, wont you hug God This is God in the flesh Come and touch God, give a blowjob Kanye gave up the West Kanye to Yeezy Maybe just Ye Fuck a slave name Fuck a slave name Copped the whole game for four hundred years The prophecy 2019 Them niggas is woke, those niggas is woke Them niggas aint woke like me Hop off the boat like me Yall dont want smoke like me Yall supposed to be mad at them Yall aint supposed to fight me Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye Number one spot, you been cheatin on me Niggas get you and be thinkin they me You could be you but you never be me You never be me Yeah, yeah, yeah The universe is on our side If you woke, then wake up, nigga Sob, sob then we make up, nigga Stop killin and make-up, nigga Thats the shit that shake-up niggas Bars sound like a K-pop, nigga Gods somethin they cant front, nigga Stab your back, they cant front, nigga Drop us off where we want, nigga Aint no wantin, know we need it, huh We must have, we aint greedy, huh Stomp, stomp, they been needy, huh Told the money, "They aint see me, huh" We aint the product, we are the juice We going wild, we staying loose Home for the Zeus, we got the proof Niggas is wrong, fuck what they do We in the streets , we goin through We like the we , yall niggas you Hold up for you , you, you, you, you Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo

Very Rare Boys, nigga You feel alright? Yo Hm, see me Mama had to send me into church Fucking monster with a TEC, boy, I aim for your neck Had your brother mother wet, cause she know Im the best, Im sick Rap so sinister, murder your local minister Lyrics bitter as vinegar, spittin in your perimeter Heard you straight as a cylinder, so I cant fucks wit you All my niggas is gang bangers and ditch diggers Heard we was bumpin, so you had to bring your clique with ya So you know I had to put a bullet in bout six niggas Fuck niggas, they running their triathlon Catch me gettin sloppy wit’ a bitch that look like Asher Roth And I aint playin games like zombies, bitch, Im getting trains Runnin trains and bitches killing snitches in an aeroplane And Im a menace, see more mouths than a dentist Im killing till Im replenished, you niggas dont know the half of it Half-ass rappers talking shit, check the time Turn around and see my niggas wit me totin .49s And know they mad cause I aint really stuntin shit I hate the bitch and have my other wife who playing wit my dick Swallow spitting, she swallow spitting, she swallow spitting Said this since beginning, Im just beginning, intend on winning Yo, hahahaha Hmm-mhm Hooligan in the hoodie, no Zimmerman And shoot me, I got visions in my head, youll soon see Savin my dollars for Mary Jane to get baked Clean myself off with a sunbathing ape Motherfuckers cant rhyme no more, bout crime no more I dont take that fuck shit, I dont even want your bitch She tryna press me with some Lucy Rose shit Let a real nigga roll, oh, you wasting all the weed Wearing all this black cause Im killing all this tree Druggie nigga, Im a slump boy In for the bidden fruit, should given me joy But my pastor always talk, I gotta lie to me These niggas biting me like sharks tryin to clone me But shit, thats power and respect Sippin from the holy grail, while getting neck Dont need to sneeze to know Im blessed Im Versace, motherfucker, you Guess Small car, they try to get higher The pussy I slay, but hers is a fighter Youre mad cause you cant be like me I stunt, I flex, and I burn Mary, G I stick to the code Fall back and let young niggas watch and take notes Uh Shagadava, ah fu- Yall feel like that?

Lyrics from Live Performance Two lessons that he passed along to his children The first is that not matter what you never abandon your family The second was that not matter what you love unconditionally It is that kind of love that made my father, the kind of father and the kind of man he is He vowed that he would never walk away from his family, and he never has So what it is enough? To my way of thinking its only enough for each one of us to become champions in our own right I know you wanted to bring I know I wish I could be Never ever fall in love Oh, no, no, dont fall in love Dont, no, no, dont abandon me And not the demandin me How could I said you never mean? That my, my, my family My, my, my family My family Im losing my family Im losing my family Im losing my family Losing my family Bow down to another ring I thought Id never see Oh, Lord led me Writing on the wall That thought was only Shes screaming at me Daddy, why could you leave? Daddy, how could you leave? Come back tonight, baby Come back tonight, daddy, please Daddy, how could you leave? Daddy, how could you leave? We all know I My family, thats all me I wish I never screamed Alcohol is all we need These things, these things, these things These things, these things Things I never mean Come love me Come love me

Its the remix Im the shit Im fresh up in this bitch DJ Class in this bitch! Mr. West in this bitch! We done told you mufuckers now you know who the shit! DJ Class in this bitch! Mr. West in this bitch! We done told you mufuckers now you know who the shit! I got them diamonds on my neck, got Patron in my cup If you want it come and get it shorty I dont give a fuck See its friday night, and I just got paid I done had a hard week, now its time to celebrate Tell the DJ play my shit, on that club music shit Them girls wanna freak, back it all up on my dick See its on tonight, tryin to leave with somethin right Im a grown ass man, so shorty you can spend the night Cause Im the shit Up in this bitch Yeah Im the shit Up in this bitch Yeah Im the shit Im the shit Yeah Im the shit Up in this bitch Ye is in the buliding, let everybody know I got the world in my hand and I aint finna let it go Is that yo girlfriend? I really like her Im talkin only for a night, I wouldnt wife her I got them Yeezys on my feet, I got them Louies in the sto And I dropped another album, fore we finished up the tour And its still top 10, bout fifteen weeks later So thats a middle finger for you 808 haters Cause Im the shit Up in this bitch Yeah Im the shit Up in this bitch Yeah Im the shit Im the shit Yeah Im the shit Up in this bitch Cause Im the shit Up in this bitch Yeah Im the shit Up in this bitch Yeah Im the shit Im the shit Yeah Im the shit Up in this bitch DJ Class in this bitch! Mr. West in this bitch! We done told you mufuckers now you know who the shit! DJ Class in this bitch! Mr. West in this bitch! We done told you mufuckers now you know who the shit! Cause Im the shit Up in this bitch Yeah Im the shit Up in this bitch Yeah Im the shit Im the shit Yeah Im the shit Up in this bitch Cause Im the shit Up in this bitch Yeah Im the shit Up in this bitch Yeah Im the shit Im the shit Yeah Im the shit Up in this bitch Cool the unruly Cool the unruly Unruly Unruly

One for the impalas, two for the gold Ds Three for the switches, middle finger for the police Nigga wit a attitude, I will not let it die Four fingers up, two twisted for the West Side One for the impalas, two for the gold Ds Three for the switches, middle finger for the police Nigga wit a attitude, I will not let it die Four fingers up, two twisted for the West Side Yo, I used to dribble the rock down the block in 94 Shoot the courts out when Killer Wayne brought that Porsche out I had the illest jump shot so he bet all his money on me 12 years old with the hunnies on me Patrick Ewings on, I kept the fresh kicks Take a nigga out his Jordans if the motherfuckers fit They fit so Im back up the block Fuckin with the homies tryin to teach them how to slap box In front of the crack spot fiends fightin over crack rock Dimes the size of golf balls, yeah, them shits was that hot He had them black Locs on like MC Ren And Deebo came through in the hood in that coke-white Benz Before 106 & Park and 24 inch rims Before these corny niggas kept the stickers under they brims It was a little nigga in Compton, five foot ten He was dope as a motherfucker, I wanted to be like him One for the impalas, two for the gold Ds Three for the switches, middle finger for the police Nigga wit a attitude, I will not let it die Four fingers up, two twisted for the West Side One for the impalas, two for the gold Ds Three for the switches, middle finger for the police Nigga wit a attitude, I will not let it die Four fingers up, two twisted for the West Side Fuck it, I aint gon lie, homie I used to do the Hammer Dance Make it worse, I had steel toes on and hammer pants Fucked up right? Thats when my pops had the weight He had to blow while I was blowin in Nintendo tapes Got my ass whooped for takin the Duck Hunt gun outside In my window watchin all the kids have fun outside Ice cream truck makin noise, I want to run outside But Ima get my ass whooped again if I run outside Swear I was on punishment until my tenth grade year This new girl move on the block, light skin with wavy hair I asked her did she want to hump me, she was like, "I dont care" So I took off her training bra, thats when she got scared She wanted me to be her boyfriend, so I was like, "Yeah" Im tryin to think of LL lines in the back of my head "When Im alone in my room" I cant remember what he said But I know Uncle Luke, bitch give me some head It go.. One for the impalas, two for the gold Ds Three for the switches, middle finger for the police Nigga wit a attitude, I will not let it die Four fingers up, two twisted for the West Side One for the impalas, two for the gold Ds Three for the switches, middle finger for the police Nigga wit a attitude, I will not let it die Four fingers up, two twisted for the West Side Shit, Im grown now pops in jail, Im on my own now Got my first kilo and my brick phone now Two door Cutlass, sittin on that chrome now Headed to the county jail, two Ts comin home now Yeah, homie, shit changed, niggas dont bang like they used to And I cant dunk like I used to, niggas dont move fast enough When they hear the *WOO WOOP* And takin fades is played out like Fubu I got a TV in the dash watchin Friday 21, no felon, tell them niggas, crime pay Red rag in my pocket, doin it my way Two switches, so the cutlass bounce sideways Four amps, 15s beatin the trunk Try to jack me for my shit? Gotta beat me to the pump, punk Im on my gangsta shit nigga wit a attitude On my motherfuckin gangsta shit One for the impalas, two for the gold Ds Three for the switches, middle finger for the police Nigga wit a attitude, I will not let it die Four fingers up, two twisted for the West Side One for the impalas, two for the gold Ds Three for the switches, middle finger for the police Nigga wit a attitude, I will not let it die Four fingers up, two twisted for the West Side Hey Lo, Im a take these niggas back man Back to the number 4 Jordans, nigga, them shits were sway Remember those motherfuckas? Had the number 4 Jordans, man When the new shits got old, we couldnt afford the new ones, man So we went to motherfuckin Payless and got that black shoe polish Put so much shoe polish on them motherfuckas tryin to keep them shiny black that them motherfuckas turned leather! Or like when the motherfuckin ice cream nigga came through I remember the nigga name, it was Hector, man And he would come through in the ice cream truck And got all the motherfuckin stickers on the ice cream truck Like he just ballin crazy out the game This nigga got stickers of motherfuckin ice cream sandwiches Strawberry short cakes, UFOs, motherfuckin big sticks Then you ask this nigga do he got any of them motherfuckas he talkin about All he got is Now & Laters What the fuck you in an ice cream truck for then, Hector? Get the fuck out of here, man Shit, look at these niggas now man all these funny clothes and jackets and all fuckin little.. This lookin fuckin crazy, man Imma keep it gangsta on these niggas yo Niggas cant fuck with me, man, Im a on that motherfuckin 1990 Straight Outta Compton express Yourself Eazy E jerry curl drippin MC Ren, black loc straight out the swap meet Dr. Dre black Khakis black tee shirt Motherfuckin gold rope around my neck DJ Yella Raider motherfuckin hat to the back Ice Cube suck my motherfuckin dick shit Bitches

Yeah, yeah, you know how me and Ye do Real People walk in the streets, the streets is talkin Often its beef this city never does People walk and talk in they sleep Cold sweats and wet dreams On how to get green our faith is all in a jeep Black souls raw and they deep Hypes tryna talk with no teeth Shorties sayin ball or retreat A lesson we all speak at one point or another What you expect from one who smoke a joint with his mother Anointed hustlers in a fatherless region Through the pain wish they know that God was just teachin We want decent homes So dreams we say out loud like speakerphones just to keep em on Its like a colored song that keep keepin on I guess knowin Im weak is when Im really bein strong Somehow through the dust I could see the dawn Like the Bishop Magic Juan, thats why I write freedom songs For the real people I wonder if the spirits of Bob Marley and Haile Selassie Watch me as the cops be tryna and pop and lock me They cocky, plus they mentality is Nazi The way they treat blacks I wanna snap like paparazzi Were the children of a better God searchin for better jobs We could cop ghetto cars tryin not to catch a charge They say the dope game is sour Now they doin homework thats when they follow you for hours Come to your crib and devour all that you work for Must be more than paper these niggas hurt for Through the purple haze I circle days I rhyme that work for pays Tryna reverse the slaves mind and insert the brave mentality Heard that its drama at home Can a dude break free and still get honored at home I was told by a chief its the games nature When youre glowin some will love and some will hate ya Its real people Black men walking wit white girls on they arms I be mad at em as if I know they moms Told to go beyond the surface, a persons a person When we lessen our women our condition seems to worsen The weary cursin the sky, talkin to themselves Givin the version of why help and hurt in they eye I live across from it, some of it I do be in I be showin niggas lives like UBN, Its real people Yeah For you and yours G.O.O.D. Music Forever Yeah Rock on We keep on Uh.. Yeah Yeah, yeah The real...

No matter how many times that you told me you wanted to leave No matter how many breaths that you took, you still couldnt breathe No matter how many nights that you lied wide awake to the sound of the poison rain Where did you go? Where did you go? Where did you go? Tell me would you kill to save a life? Tell me would you kill to prove youre right? Crash, crash, burn, let it all burn This hurricane is chasing us all underground No matter how many deaths that I die, I will never forget No matter how many lives I live, I will never regret Theres a fire inside this heart and a riot about to explode into flames Where is your God? Where is your God? Where is your God? Do you really want? Do you really want me? Do you really want me dead? Or alive to torture for my sins? Do you really want? Do you really want me? Do you really want me dead? (You know I gotta leave, I cant stay I know I gotta go, I cant stay) Or alive to live a lie? Tell me would you kill to save a life? Tell me would you kill to prove youre right? Crash, crash, burn, let it all burn This hurricane is chasing us all underground You say you wrong, you wrong, Im right, Im right Youre wrong, we fight Okay, Im running from the light, running from the day to night Oh, the quiet silence defines our misery The riot inside keeps trying to visit me No matter how we try, its too much history Too many bad notes playing in our symphony So let it breathe, let it fly, let it go Let it fall, let it crash, burn slow And then you call upon God Oh, you call upon God Tell me would you kill to save for a life? Tell me would you kill to prove youre right? Crash, crash, burn, let it all burn This hurricane is chasing us all underground Oh, this hurricane Oh, this hurricane Oh, this hurricane, oh Do you really want? Do you really want me? Do you really want me dead? Or alive to torture for my sins? Do you really want? Do you really want me? Do you really want me dead? Or alive to live a lie? Running away from the night Running away from the night Running away from the light Running away to save your life

Im on The Come Up Chill nigga, dont run up A yellow nigga, finna rise and shine like the sun up My mind on that paper, I aint trying to wife the slut up Im dying for this cake and I aint trying to wipe a crumb up They ride with the gun up, kill you and light the blunt up Uh, dont shed a tear if a nigga might get done up But, just say a prayer if a nigga might confront us Cause his life is summed up, the medics wipe his lungs up You coming to the Ville? You need to get a license from us City on my back, I feel like Im holding Big Pun up No pain no gain, my nigga, I just numb up I blow brains, Cobain a nigga if he jump up With no shame, dont blame a nigga if you shot up This is cocaine on flame, baking soda and water And if you feel that then I guess I sell crack, get it? Fall back, man, a nigga feeling crazy Shitting on niggas like a nigga was still a baby Carolina nigga shout-out to the Ville that raised me So many hoes whipped, you wouldve thought we still in slavery And niggas still sleepin they feelin lazy Uh, a killer maybe, you make me I will Cheat me on my scrilla, I send you to meet Dilla From them NC streets where the beef they deliver And the clip is on E cause your chest got a fill up While a nigga like me is just getting head like a pillow Bread like gorillas getting bred So long as my momma and my niggas getting fed Fuck what a nigga said, man, Im Fayettenam bombing Cause hatred is flattery you bitch niggas is charmin Who the fuck you harmin? Boy, yall niggas is charmin And Im armed and waiting for a target You fucking with the best like Carmen Aw shit, pardon a nigga for departing Im just getting green like a yard or a garden A nigga finna blow while you niggas is false alarmin And just think, man, I was raised on ramen Chicken noodle soup, now Im filet mignon-in I promised my momma I was coming to make this money And I swear Im going to kill the nigga that try to take it from me Yeah, thats real talk, nigga Its J. Cole, nigga Therapist whatever the fuck you wanna call him, it dont matter You know, Ill make yall niggas understand man I know you cant believe yourself right now You thinkin this niggas from the south, hahaha He cant spit, how the fuck is he so good? Open your eyes motherfucker, can you see? Niggas on top Yup, we on top

Baby, it seems the time is never right Youre goin left and Im goin right Its crazy But Im still waiting If I play my cards right My lucks gonna strike Until then theres a night All I wanna do Is dream, dream, dream, dream Dream, dream, dream, dream Like lovers do And it might come true If I dream, dream, dream, dream Dream, dream, dream, dream It just might be the only time that Im with you When I dream, dream, dream Dream, dream, dream Oh, I dream Yes, I dream Dream, dream Dream, dream They say that dreams they sometimes do come true Your star shines so bright Youre the queen of my night In the daytime not quite But Im so glad that I Can dream, dream, dream Dream, dream, dream, dream Like lovers do And it might come true If I dream, dream, dream Dream, dream, dream, dream It just might be the only time that Im with you When I dream, dream, dream Dream, dream, dream Of you

This the remix I mean, I aint really into rims and all that If Imma take, five, ten stacks of some Ds its gonna be some different kind of Ds You know what Im saying? Hm? Kanyes got stacks, yall already know that Louis that, Gucci this, just got a model chick Just got a stripper chick Something feel different Cute little college chick, lining up a scholarship Just got a school grant, spent that on some new tits Aint that a true bitch? Let me show you how to do this shit Get you a cute chick, face got potential Working with her little hips, waist like a pencil Know how niggas play you, but you know how Ye do Says she love Beyoncé, let me upgrade you Spanish chick grab my chain, says "is that Jesus?" If Im unfaithful, blame it on the Grey Goose All my friends says implants is a selfish gift, they all up in She aint pregnant but about to have twins Now, is it real love, I need to ask Cupid She real smart but her ass stupid And she gon finish school and get all type of degrees But I bet she never had them Ds Kanyes got stacks, yall already know that Louis that, Gucci this, just got a model chick Just got a stripper chick Man, thats a prerequisite Cute chick living good, down here in Hollywood Upcoming actress, but she got a flat chest Thatll give her access Let me show you what happened Walking down Melrose, spot where they sell clothes That chick know she bad, tell by the Chloe bag She aint no hoodrat, she aint gotta prove that I peep the McCartneys, Stella got her groove back Hold on, lemme ask you Why you spend your money on that shallow shit? Why dont you buy some bigger tits? Something thatll last you I couldnt tell you if Halles really real But Imma let you know soon as I get a chance to feel I dont need no hands to know Lindsay Lohan She on the same program as Britney, is you wit me? Thats why I respect Alicia Keys She say fuck getting them Ds, Imma just ride out with these Kanyes got stacks, yall already know that Louis that, Gucci this, just got a model chick Just got a stripper chick Man, thats a prerequisite Cute chick living good, down here in Hollywood Upcoming actress, but she got a flat chest Thatll give her access Let me show you what happened

Yeah, yeah - I used to front when I write songs Talk about havin ice on, and I could barely keep my lights on And my beats was so sick, I shoulda got a medic But my credit was so pathetic I couldnt afford a debit When The Dropout dropped, I had to cop me a money tree To front on anybody who ever tried to front on me With so much personality, what do you want from me? I could be by myself and enjoy the company My life, this year, my career, is the Lord Bad chick, this award, is for Melyssa Ford 94 I could only afford this Accord From the home of gangbangin and we all outdoors Southside, outside, Westside, lets ride Eastside, right B-Side, Lakeshore Drive And Im Chi-Towns finest Where you at? The whole city behind us Where you at? The whole city behind us Where you at? The whole city behind us Southside, outside, Westside, lets ride Where you at? The whole city behind us It aint nuttin to it but to do it! I came here To shut the place down til my body stops pumpin red fluid A-Town Ive been through it! And we steady gettin tested But ready to fill your bubble when we put the lead to it Out West they still bangin, up top its really gully Down South we get buck and turn hearts to Silly Putty Ludacris I got silly money - you got jokes? Ill be laughin all the way to the bank - now thats really funny! Big city bright lights - and many pity cause we like fights May be long days but its fright nights Living out the night life - and people asking Where You At? Not the club; I stay in the get right! Hotlanta home of the booties and the really tight skirts Where if somebody moves then somebody gets hurt! From Decatur down to CP, and EP Adamsville to the battlefield its D.T.P Its Comptons prodigy Obviously Im from the home of hydraulics Where they tie bandanas around the steerin column Of Impalas in to get holla We fightin pitbulls and Rottweilers In the projects the objective is make dollars Where You At? It aint a problem to get it there by tomorrow Cause I got a female friend, with frequent flier mileage I aint never been to college, got the IQ of a Rhodes Scholar If you follow G-Unit throw up your dubs and yell holla To all the Y.G.s in khakis and white tees With And 1s in every color like Ice-T I might be the city of Comptons right knee The way I paint pictures with these hip-hop scriptures Pay attention while The Game shine like a prism Glisten, show you how canaries can alter ones vision Not to mention I am Dr. Dre christened on behalf Of Luda and Kanyeezy, Im gon breathe easy - repeat 2X

It dont really matter what you do Therell never be another you They aint never been up in your shoes Therell never be another you It dont really matter what you do Therell never be another you Baby you aint got nothing to prove Therell never be another you Aye...B, C, D, E, F We picking up right where we left... Off, and I took a recess When I get back you gon take that... Off, in the mirror like hey me, stay me I make money, money don’t make me Hey honey, what do you take me... For, don’t look at me like I’m crazy Don’t ever think thatd phase me You ain’t finna do nothing, you ain’t crazy You ain’t built like, that Hey baby what it feel like, ahhh Just forget I said it, screw it It don’t really matter what you do when you do it Tony Williams in this bitch, who you is It dont really matter what you do Therell never be another you They aint never been up in your shoes Therell never be another you It dont really matter what you do Therell never be another you Baby you aint got nothing to prove Therell never be another you You can go, you can come You can walk, you can run Do whatever you want: just have fun Dictatorships not for human people What good is love if we cant be equal What good if light if it does not shine? Go on and get yours cause Im gonna get mine How do you get old if you never been new? Im telling you the truth baby! It dont really matter what you do Therell never be another you They aint never been up in your shoes Therell never be another you It dont really matter what you do Therell never be another you Baby you aint got nothing to prove Therell never be another you Here’s another day in the life Of a champion knight Do I still have some fight I’m ashamed but I might Whether wrong, whether right I see danger in sight Are we going in? I’m feeling like Stevie right now, you know… I had the strangest feeling lately The niggas so fake Im off it And every time they flake like frosted I just make my profit And get a girl who barely bra fit Aw shit! He back on his feet like carpet He was just playing possum Playing like I wasnt awesome? Yeah I got some jokes, dont I? Ha ha ha, laugh it up And theyll be wack And well be the last ones cracking up Matter fact, because you nigga wanna doubt me? Lets see how it feel without me Taking off on this rocket, Yao Ming It dont really matter what you do Therell never be another you They aint never been up in your shoes Therell never be another you It dont really matter what you do Therell never be another you Baby you aint got nothing to prove Therell never be another you

I can give you everything that you want You cant buy this at no luxury store Theres a place you gotta go Before I let you take it all Its like a drug, it should be illegal Baby, you should get down low And drink my precious alcohol You look so thirsty, I think you need it Kiss it better, kiss it better Dont it taste like holy water? Make it wetter, make it wetter Dont it taste like holy water? Kiss it better, make it wetter Dont it taste like holy water? Kiss it better, kiss it better I can teach you all the things you dont know Its rare like mink, its something you wanna own Theres something you gotta hit Its sacred and immaculate I can let you in heaven’s door I promise you its not a sin Find salvation deep within We can do it here on the floor Kiss it better, kiss it better Dont it taste like holy water? Make it wetter, make it wetter Dont it taste like holy water? Kiss it better, make it wetter Dont it taste like holy water? Kiss it better, kiss it better Dont it taste like holy water, like holy water? Dont it taste like holy water? Bless yourself and genuflect Dont it taste like holy water, like holy water? Dont it taste like holy water? If you like it, please confess Dont it taste like holy water, like holy water? Dont it taste like holy water? Bless yourself and genuflect Dont it taste like holy water, like holy water? Dont it taste like holy water? Yeezus loves my pussy best Ladies with an attitude Dont just stand there Dont-dont, dont just stand there Dont just stand there, lets get to it Strike a pose, theres nothin to it Theres something you gotta hit Its sacred and immaculate I promise you its not a sin Find salvation deep within Kiss it better, kiss it better Dont it taste like holy water? Make it wetter, make it wetter Dont it taste like holy water? Kiss it better, make it wetter Dont it taste like holy water? Kiss it better, kiss it better Dont it taste like holy water, like holy water? Do-dont it taste like holy water? Bless yourself and genuflect Dont it taste like holy water, like holy water? Do-dont it taste like holy water? Yeezus loves my pussy best Dont it taste like holy water, like holy water? Do-dont it taste like holy water? Bless yourself and genuflect Dont it taste like holy water, like holy water? Do-dont it taste like holy water? Yeezus loves my pussy best

Yeah Welcome, ladies and gentlemen Youre so privileged right now to be in the presence of The truth , the creator The originator of this style Accept no imitations Kanye to the With the Teriyaki Boyz Big Money League in effect I-I-I-I still love H.E.R I-I still love H.E.R, Honto E. Rap I remember anokoro wo omoikasu pen Ima mo iro asenai Memory Lane Deai wa School Daze nori de day moushikon demo Say hes just a friend? Mori ni break, are kara mainichi kimi ni tegami shitatameru Tame nai chie shibori bokyabu wo drop Daremo ga hotto, kyashinai hodo hot Na baby, wo rock, suru ima ja boku no job When they reminisce over you, my girl Torimaku raibaru tachi tono sci-fi Kimi to asonde itanda maiban I remember , I remember I remember back in the day, high tops haite Sugureta MJ, no Dunk shot kakete After school, kimi to futari no park Yofuke made odotte takke Next day, jugyou chuu, as I read my S.A Message, kokoro komete ne Futari dake no himitsu vocabulary Chiribameta roburetaa, tashika ni Tsuuji atte ta O.P.P, dekinai uwaki Teiuka zokkon maji honki Anna ni, aishi atte noni "What happened girl?" I remember, I remember Got a lot of soul and you know that your on my mind, baby Mada mada bokura wa kimi wo oikaketai, lady We used to play the games Yuragani, my love Hade, na paper chase , demo I still love H.E.R, Honto E. Rap We used to play the games Yuragani, my love Hade, na paper chase , demo I still love Honto E. Rap Uh, uh, yo I remember once again, all the times that we spent All the words that you said, mada kizamarete Ima demo cant forget, how you let the rhythm hit Represent dokashitetane just to get a rep Sonna koro ga fresh, demo ima de ha all about the Ikka ku senkin, bout the benjamins About the mesaki no seiko bakari Ryuu shutsu seiki rara, pose on the internet You know the whole repertoire Kuchi guse wa kukumei Datta no ga ima dewa, "Money makin" Atari mae no you ni times racing Dakedo ano koro no, days, remember? I remember, I remember I remember kake meguru omoide, koko de hodoite Gutto kuruyou na omoide Nagamete mae no hou ga poi ze Choice is yours, na no ni poison Erabu no wa doshite, kimi ni moshi deru I still love H-E-R, tell me why Hoka no ko wa hayari de passin me by Shiteku kedo kimi dake only one Do what you like, if thats your style Sonna ima no kimi to odottetai Mada owachattanai Kore ga hajimaridatte Remember, kimi wa Honto E. Rap Got a lot of soul and you know that your on my mind, baby Mada mada bokura wa kimi wo oikaketai, lady We used to play the games Yuragani, my love Hade, na paper chase , demo I still love H.E.R, Honto E. Rap We used to play the games Yuragani, my love Hade, na paper chase , demo I still love Honto E. Rap Uh, uh, yo I know, I know, I know, uh This is what yall all looking forward to This is more than historical, anything that I say that is audible Ought to blow, just like a chick givin oral, yo Lick the black, get the cream, like a Oreo Hit the track, get the C.R.E.A.M., same story, yo Trick that on Armani Emporium, its more important, though Yessir, my aura is orchestral but way fresher Cause I simply throw a symphony, on a SMPTE, but I know That niggas steal beats, so after I emcee, I empty the M.P, so I can stay out of reach They used to say, "Yous a producer", Im glad I never listened to you losers. Cause now, Im in Shibuya, buyin somethin thats, way too exclusive Uh, ra-ra-ra-ra-rappers are in danger, this flow is from a manger But meaner than Lucifer, yeah, and this is the new drug Im the new high, yall want ya weed back? Yell, "I still love H.E.R, Honto E. Rap!" E. Rap Got a lot of soul and you know that your on my mind, baby Mada mada bokura wa kimi wo oikaketai, lady We used to play the games Yuragani, my love Hade, na paper chase , demo I still love H.E.R, Honto E. Rap We used to play the games Yuragani, my love Hade, na paper chase , demo I still love Honto E. Rap Alright

We can fight our desires But when we start making fires We get ever so hot Whether we like it or not They say we can love who we trust But what is love without lust Two hearts with accurate devotions And what are feelings without emotions? I’m going in for the kill I’m doing it for a thrill Oh I’m hoping you’ll understand And not let go of my hand I’m going in and I’ma go hard I mean whats the point if it aint no scars A little teeth marks Blood on the collar Thats real love, mmhmm ahhnah She said uh How could you love someone that hurt you, played you, spoke to provoke you How could you love someone that burns you, turns you into a werewolf And in the moment you might do some things you’re not aware of No one’s prepared for the scale of this, and now you fear love And war and war and more and more drama looking for a score State you’re looking for a tour Her allure is more couture, tailor-made Til your screams in rage I mean ahhhhh Im breaking out the damn cage, aghh Hannibal Lector, my A-merican Psycho A iller version of Ike, yo The Thriller version of Michael My recital is as bright as the light show up at the Eiffel A werewolf up in Paris, Im livin off your vitals I mean, I’ll be your con man, I’ll be your damn liar Lets start the interview, I’ll be your vampire I gotta feel you, bite your neck to get familiar And if you die, guess what, I fuckin killed you I’m going in for the kill I’m doing it for a thrill Oh I’m hoping you’ll understand And not let go of my hand Let’s go to war To make peace Let’s be cold To create heat I hope in darkness We can see And you’re not blinded by the light from me I’m going in for the kill I’m doing it for a thrill Oh I’m hoping you’ll understand And not let go of my hand

Yo, this sound like some movie shit, right? Get your popcorn, get your condiments You dont wanna miss nothing, okay, listen They call me Edward Scissorhands cause Im trying to cut She claim she got cramps, Im gon get you to suck And you not gon use your teeth, you hear? You gon find out What Lies Beneath right here The Preachers Wife dont give head, get a divorce, man The Kids been calling you the headless horseman Like Sleepy Hollow, see she swallow Suck like ol girl, got booed at Apollo 13, Ghosts Use my Hollow Man for Friday 13th You be Ghost, Backdraft from the toast Niggas who drop names is oh so shameless Get a chain thats stainless, they Almost Famous My bling got em calling me Lord of the Rings The Shining make it hard for her to Do The Right Thing But I Dont Say a Word, Ill never tell Until you get a Kanye beat, youll never sell And Im living a movie, not living by rules Its just a movie, dont lose your cool One, two, Ye coming for you Three, four, better lock your door Five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, never sleep again Shits deeper than the Sleepers The Jeeper Creep up on your block and cops Clock-us Try to Baller Block-us, use Absolute Power You gave him 9½ Weeks, why you trying to Rush Hours, huh? And in The Cell dont drop soap in the showers, huh They try to give me Life, Im out in an hour, huh Back on the block with more Juice than Pac Making mo money cause of The-The-The-The Roc And Im living a movie, not living by rules Yo, what you talking about, man? One, two, Ye coming for you Three, four, better lock your door Five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, never sleep again I said some shit like, umm If you in my things, you Suicide Kings Theres only Three Kings, Me, Myself and Irene You know what Im saying?

Broken hearts rain on our heads til it floods But I won’t run, I’m with you, that’s enough Kiss me now so you won’t run Out of breath underwater Girl you can hold on longer Girl you can hold on longer Girl you can hold on longer Long as you want Oh, oh, oh, oh Love is an ocean Swimming and try not to drown Right in the waves Praying we don’t go down In the undertow I’ll pull you out Out of breath underwater Girl you can hold on longer Girl you can hold on longer Girl you can hold on longer Long as you want Oh, oh, oh, oh

Holla, holla, hollaaaaa Holla, holla, hollaaaaa Maybe its me, maybe I bore you No, no its my fault cause I cant afford you Maybe Baby, Puffy, or Jay Z Would all be better for you Cause all I could do was love you Baby when I used to love you Theres nothin that I wouldnt do I went through the fire for you Anything you asked me to But Im tired of living this lie Its getting harder to justify I realize that I just dont love you Not like I used to Holla, holla, hollaaaaa Holla, holla, hollaaaaa Maybe I should rob somebody So we could live like Whitney and Bobby Its probably my fault My bad, my loss But you are above cause All I could do was love you Baby when I used to love you Theres nothin that I wouldnt do I went through the fire for you Anything you asked me to But Im tired of living this lie Its getting harder to justify I realize that I just dont love you Not like I used to Holla, holla, hollaaaaa Holla, holla, hollaaaaa Oh! I used to Love you Oh! But I dont - not you Love you Oh! I used to love you Youre gonna miss me now... ohhh Baby, when I used to love you Theres nothin that I wouldnt do I went through the fire for you But Im not gonna play the fool No, I cant live this life And I cant justify And I cant make up my life I dont love you Not like I used to do Holla, holla, hollaaaaa Not like I used to Holla, holla, hollaaaaa Not like I used to Oh! I used to Love you Oh! But I dont - not you Oh! I used to love you Love you Oh! But I dont - not you Oh! I used to love you Youre gonna miss me now...cause I Oh! But I dont - not you Youre gonna miss me now...cause I Oh! But I dont - not you

Look, Im so raw, turn the oven on Chef Papa John, I get the parmesan She want a yellow nigga, corn on the cob Indian giver, slob on my knob The bitch blow hard, harder than some Halls Here, take em all, youll be straight in the morn Im two peace gone, Im never gon call Fly nigga, I dont wear it if its in the mall Seen it on the blogs, these motherfuckers cost Yves Saint Laurent, you can tell by the fonts I do what I want, wake up when its lunch Walk like Im drunk, uh, swagga so uh Goyard trunks, go around, I got a bunch Tell TSA, "Bitch, get up out my stuff" I wouldnt recommend you to ever check em in I started with the end so when do I begin? Im so raw, turn the oven on Chef Papa John, I get the parmesan Pocket full of paper, underage in casinos You wanna see ID, oh? But Im in the suite though Here my room-key, go, room movin slow-mo Fans want a photo, but its my turn to roll Hold up, baby, hold those, you see Im chillin, dolo Lens with a logo, pinky ring, Frodo Im feelin my self, no ho-h-h-homo Hold that beat, poor that more ro-r-r-roso Rosé, you bozos, couldnt speak what Im on You would need Rosetta Stone All these niggas all clones, we be originals Young Money Seminoles, tribe full of generals Dont ask me shit unless its in a interview, nigga Unless its in a interview Ha, dont talk to me, Im not your friend Im just a fan of a fan Haha, I love all my fans though Mmm

The brown hero, live from Ground Zero Machine gun flow, made of ghetto Ross Perot And this is disestablishmen-tarianism With my night goggles on, yeah, military vision And it’s still a very Christian way to think about livin’ When you prayin’ for freedom ’cause your mind been in prison ‘Cause they tryin’ to control every single big decision You ain’t effin’ the system, then why the eff is you livin’? Look, dawg, you can cop whatever suits you on Three-piece, cuff links and the accoutrements They been feedin’ us ish without the nutrients So I’m back with another hit to let the truth be known And your boy still fresh with the Gucci on Them Italians sure know how to make what the moulies want And they really can’t take what dude be on But I be on the same thing ’til you prove me wrong

Lift up your voices now, sing praises unto God For all the things that He has done All for it, all to Him, He is the morning sun Sing praises unto God We lift our voices to God Lift up your voices now, sing praises unto God For all the things that He has done All for it, all to Him , He is the morning sun Sing praises unto God We lift our voices to God We lift our voices to God Lift up your voices now, sing praises unto God For all the things that He has done All for it, all to Him, He is the morning sun Sing praises unto God We lift our voices to God We lift our voices to God Oh, we praise you, Lord Oh, we praise you, Lord Oh, we praise you, Lord Oh, we praise you, Lord We worship, we praise you Adore you, we love you We worship, we praise you Adore you, we love you We worship, we praise you Adore you, we love you We worship, we praise you Adore you, we love you For all of the things you have done For all of the things you have done For all of the things you have done For all of the things you have done We worship, we praise you Adore you, we love you We worship, we praise you Adore you, we love you We worship , we praise you Adore you, we love you We worship, we praise you Adore you, we love you We worship, we praise you Adore you, we love you We worship, we praise you Adore you, we love you We worship, we praise you Adore you, we love you We worship, we praise you Adore you, we love you For all of the things you have done For all of the things you have done For all of the things you have done For all of the things you have done Cmon, cmon, lift those hands up right where you are Cmon, cmon, open your mouth and just sing a praise and tell em How good God has been For who he is? Our protection, our healer, our deliverer He will never fail us Cmon, lift it up to him, lift it up, lift it up, lift it up Cmon, He wants to hear you sing today Sing it in the car, sing it in the park, it doesnt matter Cmon, let Him know how much you feel, how you feel about Him We worship, we praise you Adore you, we love you We worship, we praise you Adore you, we love you We worship, we praise you Adore you, we love you We worship, we praise you Adore you, we love you For all of the things you have done For all of the things you have done For all of the things you have done For all of the things you have done For all of the things you have done

I wish all wack niggasd get out the game You cant con me, that’s half my name And if you had any brains you wouldnt wanna lose half your brain By hating on players in the game Wack nigga, the beat go, “Duh-duh-da” And then your flow go way the fuck off I kill yall niggas on that lyrical shit Mayonnaise colored Benz, I push Miracle Whips But Im not trying to cause commotion And have my niggas bring all the toast in I just want your girl to rub my balls with lotion Cause you got madder, ripped down all my posters But you came at me like "Yo, I got the Kia with the woodgrain" Yeah you would, lame "On the real, in the streets I got the good name "I got the TV" Yeah, that’s good, man Its time to change up, my lyrics rip your frame up Asking if Im nice, like fucking with a chick that dont give head Thats a no-brainer Niggas pack bangers yall dont even know the names of I’m about to meet the quota, you about to meet the savior Wack nigga, you about to get shot Fuck with Talib Kweli, thats how you get got Word, not that Im wilding or even promoting violence Its just you fucking up my high, cant a nigga smoke in silence? You wack niggas Wake up in the morning, dawg, you just a wack niggas Id kill myself if I was that wack niggas Everything you wear and rock is just wack niggas Even if you flossing rocks, you just wack niggas You cant do it, dawg, yous a wack niggas Biting ass, bitch ass, trick ass wack niggas Even your daughter says, "My Daddys a–" wack niggas You wack nigga! Niggas forcing me to keep the heat up Black strap, white handle, I got jungle fever Black Benz, white truck and one two-seater Wack niggas hold hands and follow the procedure Cause I got enough tools that one gon leave you If I drop enough dudes, man, one gon reach you If they build enough schools, man, one gon teach you Kanye the shit, but I aint trying to be feces-tious Niggas forcing me to keep the heat up Black strap, white handle, I got jungle fever Black Benz, white truck and one two-seater Wack niggas hold hands and follow the procedure Cause I got enough tools that one gon leave you If I drop enough dudes, man, one gon reach you If they build enough schools, man, one gon teach you Kanye the shit, but I aint trying to be feces-tious Wake up in the morning and dawg, you just a wack niggas I’d kill myself if I was that wack niggas Everything you wear and rock is just wack niggas Even if you flossing rocks, you just wack niggas Gotta name drop to get a girl naked wack niggas Plus your ass cant sell one record wack niggas Even your daughter says, "My Daddys a–" wack niggas "My Daddys a wack nigga"

Lyrics from Live Performance Junya Watanabe on my wri Junya Watanabe on my wri Tell em this, did he miss? Junya Watanabe on my, mmh I cant really see, what did I miss? Ex-strippers New killers , Chi niggas tell em This on Donda , on my mama Made a promise, mmh Junya Watanabe on my wri Junya Watanabe on my wri Tell em this, did he miss? Junya Watanabe on my, mmh I cant really see, what did I miss? Junya Watanabe on my wri Junya Watanabe on my… All summer, mmh, mmh, all summer, mmh, mmh Four-five gunners, mmh, mmh, in pajamas, mmh, mmh They piranhas, mmh, mmh Buy out the store and now its like we planned it Junya Watanabe on my wri Junya Watanabe on my wri Tell em this, did he miss? Junya Watanabe on my, mmh I cant really see, what did I miss? Junya Watanabe on my wri Four, five summers, hold up, uh Four, five summers, uh Four, five summers, hold up, uh Four, five summers, hold up, uh We took over, hold up, uh We took over, hold up We took over, hold up We took over, hold up Born in Atlanta, mmh, mmh Not Montana, mmh Scuse my manners I got standards See more comments Than I see commas They going dummy We going Donda Let me be honest Let me be honest I won with the bucks, boy Let me Giannis I won with the bucks, boy Spirit is on us Spirit is on us Gods time cant fit on a wrist Junya wanna have me on my wrist Move out of the way of my release Tryna get me off my Qs and Ps Why cant losers never lose in peace? Be quiet or forever hold your peace Better find God fore he find me Tell the Devil good night, go to sleep

Come sweetly, stab me through the shadow of an open door Wait quietly now, take us to the helplessness of it all And I wonder as I watch you slip away somehow Wonder if the only thing left is love Wonder if I ever will wait Will I ever love again? Will I ever love again? Oh, lie to me Lie to me, tell me Im not wasting time Yeah, yeah Oh, oh, convince me you miss me Your heart still beats as fast as mine Tell me lies We loved it, loved it even more than we knew We lost it, and I dont even know what to do Tell me what to do Cause I wonder why it had to slip away somehow I wonder if youll ever wanna see me now I wonder if Ill ever be the same Will I ever love again? Will I ever love again? Oh, you eyes haunt me, taunt me, pierce straight through my heart again Will it ever end? Cause I Wonder as I watch you slip away somehow I wonder if you ever wanna see me now I wonder if Ill ever wait Will I ever love again? Will I ever love again?

Oh it cant Be G.O.O.D. music my Grammy family Used to bump the demo up outta the Camry Now Im hopping out the limo or either the Lam B But you niggas gon get in til you get to Miami GLC gon be stoned as Angie I be Don C, Johnny Patron and me Its a celebration bitches more bottles of cham-p-aign In love with the same stripper that sprung T-Pain And all this Louis Vuitton shit aint cheap mayn Dawg I cant keep saying G.O.O.D music the greatest latest Stunting out the middle of nowhere like Vegas From the Chi, the city of hella haters Where we keep rising to the top like elevators Hi haters Im back off hiatus I feel just like you I mean even I hate us Turn the radio down I mean every song Yeezy got a vision thats clearer than Evian Used to hit the radio them faggots aint let me on Until Khaled turned up the volume Hit the club with it come on homie they wilding Nas done told you come on homie we major Really Doe told you hoes where we staying G.O.O.D music up in this bitch now quit playing Dawg it cant be G.O.O.D. music the Grammy family A little bit a stunting, flicking dawg it aint deep Im only trying to spend what they claim you cant keep Before you die so I make sure I stay on the Chi side Like Lakeshore Drive The Grammy Family Oh no it cant be G.O.O.D. music my Grammy family Used to bump the demo up outta the Camry Now Im hopping out the limo or either the Lam B And after music meetings with Ebro and Angie Its gon prolly add a joint that got John Legend and me And we, be in Miami So when they spot me and Bentley its gon be a stampede Cause we be racing Bentleys no different than Grand Prix Fam please, dont make my man squeeze And we can take it to the gloves and Ill show you the hand speed I started independent with owners from land speed But now they recognize the way they did for Sam Sneed And since I got my shot like I was calling "Man B" A holl lose they spot and guaranteed a plan B Will be waiting in the telly like Jamie and Fancy Prolly painting they nails in nothing but they panties And well be uptown like Jimmy and Cam be Heading to the game to watch Kenyon and Camby They cant breathe or hardly catch they next breath And I know my nigga Ye told you we was the best dressed I know I got a buzz so platinums the next step So what yall wanna do when it comes to that next check And bet Quence and Khaled know what the business is So open up them envelopes you know who the winners is Oh, Oh, Oh, The Grammy Family On Grammy night call it G.O.O.D. family night Celebrate tonight Oh its alright, its alright, yeah

My homie Mali used to stay, 79th and May One of my best friends from back in the day Down the street from Calumet, a school full of Stones He nicknamed me K-Rock so theyll leave me alone Bulls jacket with his hat broke way off And walked around the mall with his radio face off Plus he had the spinner from his Daytons in his hand Keys in his hand, reason again to let you know hes the man Back when we rocked Ellesses, he had dreams of Caprices Drove by the teachers, even more by polices Howd he get the cash? The day his father passed away Left him with a lil somethin, sixteen, he was stuntin Al B. Sure nigga with the hair all wavy Hit Lake Shore, girls go all crazy Hit the freeway, go at least bout eighty Boned so much that summer, even had him a baby See back-back then-then, if you had a car You was the Chi-Town version of Baby And I was just a virgin, a baby One of the reasons I looked up to him crazy I used to love to play my demo tape when the system yanked Felt like I was almost signed when the shit got cranked Wed take a Saturday and just circle the mall They had they Lincolns and Auroras, we was hurtin em all With the girls a lot of flirtin involved, but dog Fuck all that flirtin, Im tryin to get in some drawers So, put me on with these hoes homie He told me dont rush to get grown, drive slow, homie Drive slow homie Drive slow You never know homie, about these hoes homie You need to pump ya brakes and drive slow homie What it do? Im posted up in the parking lot, my trunk waving The candy gloss is immaculate, its simply amazing Them elbows pokin wide on that candy Lac Trunk open, screens on, neons lit with fifth relaxed Im on a mission for dime-pieces and sexy ladies Allow me to introduce you to my CL Mercedes Its a star-studded event when I valet park Open up my mouth and sunlight illuminates the dark You see them fours crawlin? You see them screens fallin? The disco ball in my mouth insinuates Im ballin Im leaning on the switch, sitting crooked in my slab But I could still catch boppers if I drove a cab A young Houston hard-hitter, all about the scrilla Ridin somethin candy-coated, crawlin like a caterpillar Im tipping on them fours, Im jammin on this Screw Im looking for them hoes baby, what it do? Drive slow homie Turn your hazard lights on when you see them hoes If youre ridin round the city with nowhere to go Live today, cause tomorrow, man, you never know You never know homie, might need some hoes homie You need to pump ya brakes and drive slow homie My cars like the movie, my cars like the crib I got more TVs in here than where I live And that dont make no sense, but baby Im the shit And everything I flip, you know its something serious I got the custom grill, I got the Brabus rims I got the baller genetics, baby this evidence You see a player flicking and how you aint convinced That you should gon kiss it, just a lil bit I wear my custom kicks, I got my Jesus chain My canaries is gleamin through my angel wings They see me, hoes actin like they seen a king With that mean lean, smokin on that finest Cali green My woodgrain oak, Im ridin on Vogues My cylinder quiet like tip-toes I sold Os and this I know When you see them hoes, lil homie drive slow Looking at life through my rearview, all the problems I had Could be seen a lot clearer after time had passed Known for living so fast, they wonder how he dont crash With 220 on the dash, and he constantly mashin "Why dont he slow down?" they be constantly askin But me and the fast lane is like metal and magnets Now I aint trying to say that this the way of the masses But its so hard to change, I love this shit with a passion Since me and C were cuttin class, and showin our ass Shooting out in broad day in the middle of traffic I remember sellin crack faster than I could bag it Just sharin my past with you, shawty, I aint een braggin Me and Cap got life, them other folk got blasted Had a partner O.D. and after this all happened Life the only thing that kept a pimp from crying and laughing Then the Lord smiled on me at the end of the madness I never thought that Ida made it this far rappin For introducing the youth to what we now call "trappin" Considered now a classic, whodve imagined? Me in Milano getting models in next years fashion So nowadays, they can call me old-fashioned But its way too much cash to see blue lights flashin So I guess the moral of this here class is: Life about who make it, not about who make it the fastest Drive slow homie Yeah, bumpa bumpa bump bump Drive slow homie Drive slow homie You never know homie, might need some hoes homie You need to pump ya brakes and drive slow homie Drive slow homie

Some call Him Jehovah Yes, thats right Some call Him Yahweh Yes, they do Some call Him Adonai Yes, thats right But we lift our eyes to heaven and call Him Father, I stretch my hands to Thee No other help I know My Lord, my Lord My blessings, if I should count them all As countless as the stars My Lord, my Lord Cause Youre the only power That can take this world today Jesus, Youre the only power That can take this world today Youre the only power That can take this world today Youre the only power That can take this world today Ohh, ohh Ohh , Father Beautiful mornin, youre the sun in my mornin, babe Nothin unwanted Who can I turn to? Beautiful mornin, youre the sun in my mornin Youre the help I know Ah, hey, hey, hey Who do I turn to? Ah, Youre the help I know Ah, hey, hey, hey Who do I turn to? Ah, Youre the help I know I wanna wake up with You in my beautiful morning Who can I turn to? Ah, Youre the help I know Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey I wanna wake up with You in my beautiful morning Who can I turn to? Ah, Youre the help I know Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, okay, hey, okay, hey Hey, okay, hey, okay, hey, hey, hey, hey

We got love, love, love You better believe it We got love, love, love You better believe it I got house and the carriage, yeah I got black love in marriage, yeah They gon say, "You cant have it", but Im like, "Dont kill the messenger" We gon break the stigma up Huxtables turned to Obamas It aint about where you been Where you from, what you got, its all about love Self-love is the best love When you gon take that wristband off? That pity party been over Dont need makeup to dress you up I gave birth on the bathroom floor Just me, Iman, and headphone cords Dont let this life defeat you I hope this message reach you Throw your hands up Play catch with the hunnids Love is the new money Im just chillin with the homies, home is where the heart is Throw your hands up Play catch with the hunnids Love is the new money Im just chillin with the homies, home is where the heart is, ah We got love, love, love You better believe it We got love, love, love You better believe it I live in abundance Love is the new money Im mentally wealthy Spiritually conscious Im fresh outta Onyx Im bawlin and ballin I play with the hunnids Love is the new money Thats my frequency Spark up, burn the sage Clear the room, kill the hate Love is the new wave Play catch with the hunnids Love is the new money Im just chillin with the homies, home is where the heart is, ah Play catch with the hunnids Love is the new money Im just chillin with the homies, home is where the heart is, ah We got love, love, love You better believe it We got love, love, love You better believe it Play catch with the hunnids Love is the new money Im just chillin with the homies, home is where the heart is, ah Play catch with the hunnids Love is the new money Im just chillin with the homies, home is where the heart is, ah Throw your hands up Throw your hands up Up Throw your hands up

Through the wire To the wall All my rhymes is raw All these beats beats beats beats beats All of em coulda been lost I always got to floss I almost paid the cost So before I go... Every sunset feel righter, sunshines feel brighter Please light ya lighter for the producer and the writer Feel like God wrote this, Im just here to quote this I dont know if you noticed, them accident pictures is bogus Doctor, doctor, would you please say somethin? I know I almost was the final destination I musta had a blessin from Pastor Mason Cause that trip to L.A. coulda been my last vacation And, man, I know I can Drop a down payment on that Porsche Cayenne But, what, I went along with the plan Paid for my own video, directed by my man I know God was holdin my hand Wouldnt let me go before I went before Def Poetry Jam Wouldnt let me throw in the towel fore I got to throwin some vowels Bout what we goin through now Out the blue girls got a crush on me like I did beats for Mr. Cheeks And since the accident, they tellin me that its the cheeks But if you look at history, the last rapper that almost died Sold 6.5 cept Im comin from the Chi Through the wire To the wall All my rhymes is raw All these beats beats beats beats beats All of them coulda been lost I always got to floss I almost paid the cost So before I go to sleep sleep sleep Always thank the Lord For this mic and my keyboard Hecky naw that boy is raw Now even though I aint wired up We-we-we fired up You aint seen my concerts lately, they be linin up You aint seen my girls lately, they be tryin to cut And they heard about my girl so I still chill Cause Monica Lewinsky already killed Bill And that girl that was with Kobe tried to go for the kill I think he put it in the wrong Holyfield Can I take a minute with yall to be totally real? Far as my jaw and all, it aint totally heal If I would have died, 10/23 of last year That would have threw a monkey wrench in my whole career But me, I took the worst thing, turn it into the best thing Im from the Chi, I guess its just a Midwest thing Times like this make life interesting Times like this make me count my blessings Cause you could run around like King of the Chi But God could take that in a blink of a eye I remember Cedars-Sinai and all those cryin Mama, Im sorry for almost dyin Tell Alwe G and Hip Hop man Tell Don Ima John Monopolize the game Add on Benny Medina, we gon take em to the cleaners Im Kanye West, the college dropout slash genius Now if the Roc is in the building say, "Hell yeah!" Throw your diamonds in the air If the Roc is in the building say, "Hell yeah!" Throw your diamonds in the air If the Roc is in the building say, "Hell yeah!" Throw your diamonds in the air Throw your diamonds in the air Throw your diamonds in the air Now keep em in the air Yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah We outta here College Dropout

To my nigga Brought me in this world Ha, thats right, nigga My ol dad important to the family structure, provider, a God My moms a queen, that universal team civilized us My pops maybe was late, but always came home My moms would put us to bed, and she would wait on Soon as he walked in the door, she barking I turned down the Johnny Carson Jumped out the bed, we grabbed both his legs Me and my brother, not knowing the pain he gave my mother Night after night, fighting, yelling at each other My poppa played the street all day Mama was either home or at work While we playing inside the hall way She sacrifices all she got to feed us When she was alone she cried by the phone Peeping out the window, heated But still, I didnt see it, mama hid it from us We was kids, younger, til we got bigger, on to Bigger things, that we knew what the time was That daddy was leaving his crib and my moms love Poppa was a playa, playa was in poppa Poppa loved the ladies, never got enough of The pretty brown round, running round town " Dont tell your mother whats going down" Poppa was a playa, playa was in poppa Poppa loved the ladies, never got enough of The pretty brown round, running round town " Dont tell your mother whats going down" So many kids I knew, never knew who Pop was Thats why I show my pop love Cause he was still around when I popped up He could have left my moms pregnant, shook to death, but stayed Watched me crawl til I took my first step, to the first grade To my first fistfight, right behind me, he would stand No matter how big or tall, he made me fight you like a man Throw dirt in ya eye, swing my right, scoop your ass and slam He watched me so I wouldnt get jumped by shortys fam Roaches of weed all over my crib, him and moms relaxing Next thing you know he packing, so then I asked him "Whats this white shit on that plate and your face? And, Poppa, why you butt-ass from the waist And, whos this lady Im facing? Dark skin, you not my mommy!" He grabbed me up to run some smooth words by me Promised me things that he would buy me If I kept my mouth closed and dont tell Mommey He said one day Ill understand— "Little me, whats in you is inside me" Poppa was a playa, playa was in poppa Poppa loved the ladies, never got enough of The pretty brown round, running round town " Dont tell your mother whats going down" Poppa was a playa, playa was in poppa Poppa loved the ladies, never got enough of The pretty brown round, running round town " Dont tell your mother whats going down" Pops told me hold my own, Pops told me value home Could I help it, "Papa Was a Rolling Stone"? Who loved the pretty brown round, out-of-town-bound Trumpet in his jazz band, he touring At home, I played his latest recordings And its strange how I do my thing now, Im in the game now Inherited his brainpower, to pull strings and gain power Our weed habits the same now No white lines, or trumpets, just tight rhymes And beats thats bumpin, fore he left, he taught me something A childs young years the most important time to be there Thats why he stayed til we grew up, respect is still here Im older now, see what having a fathers about One day they can be in your life, next day, they be out Its not because of you, you know the deal Him and your moms feel If they stay together, then someone will get killed I love you still, always will, cause thats my nigga Although you felt you was wrong, I still feel you, kid Life goes on...

In the night, I hear em talk Coldest story ever told And somewhere far along this road He lost his soul to a woman so heartless Mmm, how could you be so heartless? Mmm, how could you be so heartless? How could you be so Cold as the winter wind when it breeze, yo? Just remember that you talkin to me though Need to watch the way you talkin to me, yo I mean, after all the things that we been through I mean, after all the things we got into Ayo, I know of some things that you aint told me I know I did some things but thats the old me And now you wanna get me back and you gon show me So you walk around like you dont know me You got a new friend – well, I got homies But in the end, its still so lonely In the night, I hear em talk Coldest story ever told And somewhere far along this road He lost his soul to a woman so heartless Mmm, how could you be so heartless? Mmm, how could you be so heartless? How could you be so Dr. Evil? Youre bringin out a side of me that I dont know I decided we werent gon speak and so Why we up 3 a.m. on the phone? Why do she be so mad at me for? Homie, I dont know, shes hot and cold I wont stop, wont mess my groove up ‘Cause I already know how this thing go You run and tell your friends that youre leavin me They say that they dont see what you see in me Wait a couple of months, then you gonna see Youll never find nobody better than me In the night, I hear em talk Coldest story ever told And somewhere far along this road He lost his soul to a woman so heartless Mmm, how could you be so heartless? Mmm, how could you be so heartless? Talk and talk and talk and talk Baby, lets just knock it off They dont know what we been through They dont know about me and you I got somethin new to see You just gon keep hatin me We just gon be enemies I know you cant believe I could just leave it wrong So Im gon make it right Im gon take off tonight Into the night... I hear em talk Coldest story ever told Somewhere far along this road He lost his soul to a woman so heartless Mmm, how could you be so heartless? Mmm, how could you be so heartless? Mmm, how could you be so heartless? Mmm, how could you be so heartless?

This the heart of the muthafuckin city. Act like yall aint have the muthafuckin Clipse album and shit. Act like yall aint based your whole shit your whole lifestyle off this nigga Pusha T. Everything is Pusha T. Pyrex vision, thats Pusha T. Fear of God, thats Pusha T. This nigga the heart of the muthafuckin culture, for you culture vultures. This the only nigga spittin that wild muthafuckin hip hop shit, right now. Thats why I stand next to this nigga. I dont give a fuck about none of these corporations, none of these fucking sellouts. This is muthafucking Pusha T This is what the fuck we make. We make good music. We make good music. We dont give a fuck about how much god damn money you make. We make good music. Im a little ... off that Goose right now. I might get loose right now We dont give a fuck! We dont give a fuck! Nigga this is that culture. This is that culture. For everybody stealin the culture. For all the niggas tryna do they camo prints at Magic. This muthafuckin Pusha T. All the niggas tryna extend they t-shirts, tryna throw numbers on the back. This muthafuckin Pusha T ... and I got numbers on the back of my shit - FUCK YOU! This DONDA. This Matt Williams. This Virgil Abloh. This Ferris Bueller. This muthafuckin Pusha T

Diamonds are forever They wont leave in the night Ive no fear that they might desert me Uh, F&F, yeah You know what Im saying I figure, I feel like I should just You know, show people other side that werent aware You know what Im saying They are presently unaware They dont know about it You know what Im saying You know just show em theres an other side to this thing right here We call it bling Yeah Allow me to break down the game Behind the bracelets, earrings, chains, watches and rings The bling The crystal encrusted, princess flooded Canary studded, blue coloured and blood stained Yeah, the older brother of the drug game The giver of fame, the take awayer of lame The empowerer of the kings that came with claims and disease To leave where the native peoples were staying Believe, my engagement ring received And flossed at the cost of a bonded child miners pain Long ago kings used to wear em in their armor when they fought other armies Because it used to scare em If you wasnt rich, couldnt wear em Witches used to marry em Theyll shoot you before they share em The gift and the curse, the venom and the serum Most hated ladys best friend, get murked for a clear one Diamonds are forever You know what Im saying Now I aint comin down on nobody You know what Im saying I aint trying to judge nobody and nothin like that You know what Im saying I floss too, I might go get me a pinky ring tomorrow You know what Im saying But, I just want you to see man You know what Im saying Just see man Uh, Cecil Rhodes sowed war and genocide Into the countryside just to get his shine on I fear what De Beers and his peers used to do Before the world really knew, just to get their mine on Making paper with slave labor And hitting little kids with life time bids making them cut and shine stones Inflating the price and making them look nice And I wasnt thinking twice when I was putting mine on About a young shorty in Sierra Leone Or other conflict countries that people call home I figured I would never go to Angola So it never did affect me there, maybe indirectly That my neck leash was funding a rebellion or a military coup Started by militias that dont believe in following none of Genevas rules I was brushing off the haters, trying to be cool Didnt have a clue that the rapper was helping the rapers Raiders of the villagers, pillagers of the schools Shooters of the innocents, torturers of the witnesses Burners of the businesses and my bracelet was the fuel Uh, I aint pushing an agenda, homie Im just pushing the facts, fuck Bush Cause theres people doing worse on this earth and theyre black I took it there, yeah, now let me bring it back We all know on foreign shores that they finance wars But ask yourself, "Do they finance yours?" When I first got mine I took them out on tour Didnt know they lost half the value when I took em out the store Or it was full of moissanites and cubits But the jeweler knew I was stupid And that I couldnt prove it Feeling like I need it because I do music To impress the groupies and the interviewers So I didnt appraise it, nor did I loupe it Even gave them to my girl, thinking I was Cupid Homies was all hate, hoping they could make me lose it Creeping through my own hood, knew I had to remove it I see the Russian Mafia, the Jewish Mobsters The undercover terrorists and the traps for the hustlers Homie, its a wrap for the nonsense rhyming Props to Kanye, I call it "Conflict Diamonds" Diamonds are forever You know what Im saying I felt like I should just let you all know that You know what Im saying Make you all aware, so many people Do things to glorify em I felt like it was time for somebody to do somethin That would horrify em You know what Im saying Bet you never thought that That 20 karat ring or 20 karat chain or bracelet that you got on Is fundin some little war somewhere Got some little kid murderin a whole family somewhere You know what Im saying But hey! Just think, now you know You know what Im saying You gotta know to be a hypocrite, baby Hollaback, F&F up! Chi-town, Lupe!

Check, I just wanna know your mindset Here starin at your fine ex Damn, this where you put your time at Unappreciated like that Timex Let me rewind that, G-shit, let me rewind that Check, I just wanna know your mindset Here starin at your fine ex Damn, this where you put your time at Unappreciated like that Timex She ready for this dope boy dialect In the kitchens with Getty whippin that Pyrex The East Coast meets Kanye West Death Row reeks underneath my breath Storage wars, all the whores, I walk away Chad and Evelyn evidence, just a block away Do the bitches love you when you out the league? Will my car still crank when I hit the keys? When did dark skinned brothers learn to ski? Got a thing for Khloe, Lamar lost his feet Scott Disnick, Taylor check me in a week Black bottle boy, nigga blazin peach Such an amazin piece, such an amazin speech This is easy to me Ruthless Records, next Eazy to be May we live long, rich forever She can hear it in my tone, rich forever Standin on my own, Anderson Silva Break a bone, nigga gone til November Run in your home, put your infant in a blender Sip on a smoothie or give it up smoothly Dont panic, only lyrics for my movie You couldnt handle my tender life, forreal Hood stripes worth more than my deal Motherfucker aint as real 10 mil in a duffle, make a nigga shiver St. Bartholomews chillin for the winter You makin wack songs with the nice titles All chains, no rings, never see the finals I know youre tired of loving, of loving With nobody to love, nobody, nobody Close your eyes and let the word paint a thousand pictures One good girl is worth a thousand bitches I wanna fuck you hard on the sink After that, give you something to drink Step back, cant get spunk on the mink I mean damn, what would Jeromey Romey Romey Rome think? Hey, you remember where we first met? Okay, I dont remember where we first met But hey, admitting is the first step And hey, you know aint nobody perfect And I know, with the hoes I got the worst rep But hey, their backstroke Im tryna perfect And hey, ayo, we made it: Thanksgiving So hey, maybe we can make it to Christmas She asked me what I wished for on my wishlist Have you ever asked your bitch for other bitches? Maybe we could still make it to the church steps But first, you gon remember how to forget After all these long-ass verses Im tired, you tired, Jesus wept I know youre tired of loving, of loving With nobody to love, nobody, nobody Just grab somebody, no leaving this party With nobody to love, nobody, nobody Jeromes in the house, watch your mouth Jeromes in the house, watch your mouth

Pray for me, only if you need Pray for me, never on your knees Pray for me, when the summer breeze Pray for me, and that I never bleed Pray for me, for the family Pray for me, for the man Im supposed to be Pray for me, put your hand on me Pray for me and my enemies Them niggas know, dont еver approach me Them niggas know I got it, gotta look at mе closely Cut from a different cloth, from a different upholstery Born from a different mind, when you see me, you toast me, oh My life now, this highlight now Just play my mama this if I die right now Before I close my eyes, before I lie down Whenever I hang my hat, Ill never hide my crown And the views got a nigga distracted Porsche on the hill lookin pretty attractive And Ill use her, Ima do it, you cant tell her your tactics I been there for a while so I studied the tactics And Meek tryna lower the maxes Trump in the House tryna lower the accents Real life movie, I dont know any actors Im just tryna move forward, they keep pullin me backwards See, this visceral reactions not reciprocal Matter of fact, the way you actin is just typical Matter of fact, the force Im givin you centrifugal Matter of fact, if I just doubled up, Id triple you Gotta come up with somethin, somethin, somethin different, dude Gotta come up with somethin, somethin, somethin different, dude Specially when Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye in a different mood Specially when Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye in a different mood They wanna ask, "Is he well?" when my minds on Israel I know that Ima live to tell that we lived through a livin Hell Under the Remy spell, in a living cell This aint living real, this is a different deal, bruh This is a different field, bruh, tell me how you feel, bruh Steel trigger, blaow Even though Im somebody niggas wont figure out Even though they sayin Im really that nigga now Even though they sayin its nothin to think about I promise to think it out, woah Pray for me, only if you need Pray for me, never on your knees Pray for me, when the summer breeze Pray for me, that I never bleed Pray for me, for the family Pray for me, for the man Im supposed to be Pray for me, put your hand on me Pray for me and my enemies Told Lee hed be a millionaire

Im not a one girls guy... And they know it, when it comes to love I dont lie And the girls respect me for it Aint gonna say my nose cant be open But right now its just too many fine ladies out there To choose one from Im tryin girls out, just tryin girls out I love girls, girls, girls Girls, girls I do adore Yo put your number on this paper cuz I would love to date ya Holla at ya when I come off tour Whoo! Who you lovin, who you wanna be huggin, heh Who you wit, who you wanna be fuckin Got this smarty art chick to whom I pose this question I read a couple books to add to her souls progression To put this in laymans terms, I gave her some knowledge She gave me, brains in return, she had to drop out of college Knowin she does this homework, I give her in house tutoring In and out Im movin through her student body union and She, call me professor, say daddy come and test her So she could fail on purpose and repeat the semester Im like, at this rate ma you never graduate She said, I aint no fool I make it up in summer school Now let the people sing Im tryin girls out, just tryin girls out Yo put your number on this paper cuz I would love to date ya Holla at ya when I come off tour Now even though I went to college and dropped out of school quick I always had a P.H.D.--A pretty huge dick Ladies tired of getting ripped off by guys like this And giving head is like a whale thats using a toothpick Well--Im in the club for a limited time only 2 way or phone me if you tryna bone me Yo man got moe-nee, you still feel lonely Claim he love you, its no doubt, its Gwen Stef-phony You a light skinded Nia, a dark skinned Aaliyah A Black Jennifer Lopez, a ghetto senorita You remind me of my Jeep, but not no Kia We can talk on my cell, but not Nokia It be going in and out thats why I barely hear ya I be goin in and out just like a robberia I’m tryna take this money like Rob and G-dep Then imma take you to my house like Trick and Trina Chi-Town, Chi-Town, big city of dreams And my dick so big it cant fit in my jeans And a bitch so mad she cant get in my cream And it get so bad she wanna tear up my things But still, K-A-N-Y-E Chi-Town playa out in N-Y-C She say she wanna go on a shopping spree Bought her some cheap J.Lo jeans cuz the ass was free Im not a one girls guy, and they know it When it comes to love, I dont lie, and the girls respect me for it Aint gonna say my nose? cant be over But right now its just too many fine ladies out there to choose one from Im tryin girls out, waiting patiently Just tryin girls out, until I find the one for me

Oh niggas must think Im not petty cause Im the best thats ever made music Like, oh thats Ye and I can put his wifes initials on my twitter @Wizkhalifa Bro first of all you stole your whole shit from Cudi Second, your first single was corny as fuck and most there after Work hard play hardYou have distracted from my creative process I went to look at your twitter and you were wearing cool pants I screen grabbed those pants and sent it to my style team #Wizwearscoolpants 3rd no one I know has ever listened to one of your albums all the way through 4th you let a stripper trap you 5th I know you mad every time you look at your child that this girl got you for 18 years 6th dont ever come out the side of your neck at me 7th I am your OG and I will be respected as such 8th I made it so we could wear tight jeans 9th me and Cudi created this shit 10th dont you ever in your fucking life speak sideways about a nigga thats fighting for us I do this for all of us 11th I showed you respect as a man when I met you 12th You wouldnt have a child if it wasnt for me 13th You own waves???? I own your child!!!! 14th Nigga its called creativity #youshouldtryitsomeday 15th Nigga I tried to call you and you changed your number 16th dont even hint at mentioning me my family or my wife I am your OG 17th I think you dress cool I wish I was skinny and tall Maybe I couldnt be skinny and tall but Ill settle for being the greatest artist of all time as a consolation Dont ever ever ever come out the side of your mutherfucking neck bro or bruh or however you say it Mr. Waves Im YE and I aint gotta say it the right way Im Ye Im Ye Im Ye Im Ye Im Ye Im Ye Im Ye Thank you for the extra promotion #WAVES available February 11th What’s sad is I love Wiz and I love all all my brothers and all people I love the world bottom line and all I want is peace and positive energy Whats sad is I love Wiz and I love all all my brothers and all people I love the world bottom line and all I want is peace and positive energy This album is actually a Gospel album Good energy positive energy Ima take these down cause its all about positive energy blessings blessings positive energy blessings The Devil can’t stop us In the lab with Ian Connor by the way Man its a sad a day… Wiz lost 2 million followers since I tweeted I didnt mean to either him like that Im happy that I now know that KK means weed… please excuse the confusion … now back to #WAVES

Its this thing now, thats drivin me wild I gotta see whats up before it gets me down Its this thing now, thats drivin me wild I gotta see whats up before it gets me down Its this thing now, thats drivin me wild I gotta see whats up before it gets me down Love is not a mystery, its everything She was the type to watch Oprah and the Today Show Be on the treadmill, uh, like OK Go Had a body, A body that you cant pay fo That mean she had some Ds on her but they wasnt fake though Had a drive for a drive for Rodeo She spent pesos on those labels Spin class at the gym, strip tease on a pole She was so obsessed with her body and clothes To every party she goes, tryin hard to be chose They say its hard for a pimp but extra hard for these Readin Us and People mag, tryna get the scoop Chasin a actor for a Bentley Coupe She been through the ball player from the Clippers, then came the pumps off All thinkin she number one where she was just a jumpoff Doin all she can for a man and a baby Drivin herself crazy like the astronaut lady Its this thing now, thats drivin me wild I gotta see whats up before it gets me down Its this thing now, thats drivin me wild I gotta see whats up before it gets me down Its this thing now, thats drivin me wild I gotta see whats up before it gets me down Love is not a mystery, its everything He had paper since we was in we was in high school Pop was a doc, mom taught at my school Lock with the rocks, in his ears he kept jewels One of the Diddy types, da D-D-Dame Dash dudes Pushed a Maserati sport, reading the Robb Report Wanted to be Mike but he was never live at sports Since golf is in he was on the drivin course To live the rap life is what he was strivin for Spendin cash at the bar to get credit Drinkin Chaundon just because Big said it They say Ye is but dude was big headed Rocked the fur in the summer so somebodyd pet it He had a fetish for shoes thats athletic Pathetic on his MySpace page half nekkid Its a shame what they do for fame and to be respected Joe, you coulda got it if you never woulda stressed it Its this thing now, thats drivin me wild I gotta see whats up before it gets me down Its this thing now, thats drivin me wild I gotta see whats up before it gets me down Its this thing now, thats drivin me wild I gotta see whats up before it gets me down Love is not a mystery, its everything They was one of them couples, people said they were the it Unbreakable, like Bobby and Whit Or Ryan and Reese, or Kimora and Russ Relationships can be dead but look live to us I guess we all been through it where we try too much Losin yourself and youre lyin and stuff Wishin for the diamond cuffs, in search of a ring Where love is not a mystery its everything Its this thing now, thats drivin me wild I gotta see whats up before it gets me down Its this thing now, thats drivin me wild I gotta see whats up before it gets me down Its this thing now, thats drivin me wild I gotta see whats up before it gets me down Love is not a mystery, its everything Gets me down Gets me down Gets me down Gets me down Gets me down Gets me Love is not a mystery, its everything

You know you got me fucked up I dont wanna, I dont wanna, I dont wanna touch nobody else Physically, Im so, so into you Daydream about us, even when Im by myself, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I know that were not together, girl But I know everything about your body Girl, you love it when I take my time and dive in Makes it better cause you know we only close friends Spread them legs, Ima give it to ya all night, all night, all night Ima have you screaming Call when you need it cause you know I beat it up, up You know I beat it up, up Call when you need it cause you know I beat it up, up Girl, Ima come through Ima put it down on you, Ima beat it up Ah You know I beat it up, ah Call when you need it cause you know I beat it up Ah Girl, Ima come through Ima put it down on you, Ima beat it up Catching feelings I dont wanna, I dont wanna, I dont wanna mess things up between us But I love them feelings You give me when Im wrapped up in your love I know that were not together , girl But I know everything about your body Girl, you love it when I take my time and dive in Makes it better cause you know we only close friends Spread them legs, Ima give it to ya all night, all night, all night Ima have you screaming Call when you need it cause you know I beat it up, up Yeah, yeah You know I beat it up, up Call when you need it cause you know I beat it up, up Girl, Ima come through Ima put it down on you, Ima beat it up Ah, ooh-woah You know I beat it up, ah Call when you need it cause you know I beat it up Ah, no, no Girl, Ima come through Ima put it down on you, Ima beat it up Oh, Ima beat, Ima beat it up, girl Girl, yeah, yeah, ooh I know that were not together, girl But I know everything about your body Girl, you love it when I take my time and dive in Makes it better cause you know we only close friends Spread them legs, Ima give it to ya all night, all night, all night Ima have you screaming Call when you need it cause you know I beat it up, up You know I beat it up, oh, baby, up Call when you need it cause you know I beat it up, up Oh, I beat it up, yeah Girl, Ima come through Ima put it down on you, Ima beat it up Ah, ayy, when you wake up in the morning, girl You know I beat it up, ah Call when you need it cause you know I beat it up, oh, oh Oh Girl, Ima come through Ima put it down on you, Ima beat it up Oh, woah

This next guest.. is my man Bringing him back, its a pleasure to have him here Please give it for my brother Kanye.. West Uh.. Let me start by.. Thanking you know.. for allowing me to come back because this is one of the important days in the year to me... next to yknow Christmas, my mothers birthday and my birthday yknow Now here goes the story... My momma calls me and she says "Baby, Im down in Miami and they playin your song all day long. You making a lot of money right now. So when you on the tour I know theres gonna be lot of girls out there tryna throw you their pussy" I mean thats how my momma talks with me She says "Baby, imma want you to put on three rubbers cause I dont want no girl out there fucking up our money Eighteen years, eighteen years She got one of your kids, got you for eighteen years I know a nigga payin child support for one of his kids His baby mama car and crib is bigger than his You will see him on TV any given Sunday Win the Super Bowl and drive off in a Hyundai She was supposed to buy your shorty Tyco with your money She went to the doctor, got lipo with your money She walkin around lookin like Michael with your money Shouldve got that insured, Geico for your money If you aint no punk Holla, "We want prenup! We want prenup!" Its somethin that you need to have ‘Cause when she leave yo ass, she gon leave with half Eighteen years, eighteen years She got one of your kids, got you for eighteen years And on the 18th birthday he found out it wasnt his! Maaan! he killed that bitch, they gave him 25 years, 25 years Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah..

Yo, Gee, they cant stop me from rapping, can they? Can they, Hop? Through the fire, to the limit, to the wall For a chance to be with you Id gladly risk it all Through the fire Through whatever, come what may For a chance at loving you Id take it all the way Right down to the wire Even through the fire I drink a Boost for breakfast, an Ensure for dessert Somebody ordered pancakes, I just sip the sizzurp That right there could drive a sane man berserk Not to worry, Mr. H-to-the-Izzos back to wi-zerk How do you console my mom or give her light support Telling her her sons on life support? And just imagine how my girl feel On the plane, scared as hell that her guy look like Emmett Till She was with me before the deal, shed been trying to be mine She a Delta, so shed been throwing that Dynasty sign No use in me tryin to be lyin, I been tryin to be signed Tryin to be a millionaire, how I used two lifelines In the same hospital where B.I.G. and 2Pac died The doctor said I had blood clots, but I aint Jamaican, man Story on MTV and I aint trying to make a band I swear this right here, history in the making, man Through the fire, to the limit, to the wall For a chance to be with you Id gladly risk it all Through the fire Through whatever, come what may For a chance at loving you Id take it all the way Right down to the wire Even through the fire What if somebody from the Chi that was ill got a deal On the hottest rap label around? But he wasnt talking about coke and birds It was more like spoken word Except hes really putting it down? And he explained the story about how blacks came from glory And what we need to do in the game Good dude, bad night, right place, wrong time In the blink of a eye, his whole life changed If you could feel how my face felt You would know how Mase felt Thank God I aint too cool for the safe belt I swear to God, Driver 2 wants to sue I got a lawyer for the case to keep whats in my safe safe My dawgs couldnt tell if I... I looked like Tom Cruise in Vanilla Sky All they heard was I was in an accident like GEICO They thought I was burnt up like Pepsi did Michael I must got a angel, ‘cause look how death missed his ass Unbreakable, what, you thought theyd call me Mr. Glass? Look back on my life like the Ghost of Christmas Past Toys "R" Us where I used to spend that Christmas cash And I still wont grow up, Im a grown-ass kid Swear I should be locked up for stupid shit that I did But Im a champion, so I turned tragedy to triumph Make music thats fire, spit my soul through the wire Through the fire, to the limit, to the wall For a chance to be with you Id gladly risk it all Through the fire Through whatever, come what may For a chance at loving you Id take it all the way Right down to the wire Even through the fire Im still standing better than I ever did Looking like a true survivor, feeling like a little kid Im still standing after all this time Picking up the pieces of my life without you on my mind Im still standing, yeah, yeah, yeah Im still standing, yeah, yeah, yeah

Uh, uh, lets take it back to basics When shit gets worse, we converse How we need a new balance Before the lines get crossed like Asics Just look at what we got, if we dont shoot the Reeboks This is a beat that no flow can detox, so the respect is due Like my Louie bag, I dont wanna have to check you Im Chi as Buck-Fiftys and Pelle Pelle leathers Some say my beats made the Bulls play better I say, black on black is the hate that hate made Sara Lee with the dough, Im talkin bout the cake maid McDonalds with the flow, served over a billion Youve seen the video, words over the building Uh, I wish I could give you this feeling I wish I could give you this feeling And when the Workout Plan aint work out, man Me and Common is back on the corners again On the corner Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh-uh, uh-uh I open my eyes, the corner is like African tribes The black is subsidized, the black enterprise, the passion arise The youth fantasize, who got some cash in they eyes If youth dies, mamas askin rationalize Tryna build a spot where ghetto bastards could rise The ghetto has been bastardized by those that capitalize Wonder if its a plan that the master devised To bring his people to a land where the blacks are despised? On the corner

Yeah, D-Twizzie back up in this bitch! "Eminem buddies" Buddy this, nigga Welcome to D12 World! Where you can get anything from sex, X, to girls Welcome to D12 World! Prostitutes and guns, so fuck the real world Word, word *gibberish* How do we smoke crack, how do we smoke? How do we smoke? Fuck the silly shit, I pull a mac milli quick When D12 rock his summer its over with All these bitches and all these hoes What the fuck you looking at me for? Oh yeah, you like my chain Wanna get your skinny ass up in the Range I like my bitches raspy and nasty I like a fat and nasty bitch named Ashley I slide you dope without no procrastination And you can watch me fuck up your imagination Im always getting drunk, and I fiend to smack hoes I mean it, I leave them screaming like pterodactyls This is our world Wed love to smack you Hot lead flying with debris and shrapnel Ripping you to shreds, fucking up your tattoo Break into your crib, take your records and plaques too D12 is, thats who! Got you limping Still popping something purple with a bottle of gin, bitch! I fuck up your kinship, I lie in this shit Peep, I stole your moms jeep and crashed into my street Crazy deranged, of course we Shadys gang Of course we wear clothes with holes and blood stains No doubt, we shoot badges, born with ski masks Chew on shrooms, drink booze, and pee acid Welcome to D12 World! Where you can get anything from sex, X, to girls Welcome to D12 World! Prostitutes and guns, so fuck the real world Welcome to D12 World! Shrooms, gonorrhea, syphilis, ebola Welcome to D12 World! Aaaaahhhhh!!! Ayo, niggas be talking shit, but they laying slump now I graduated from techs, I grip a pump now I used to be nice, but nice dont cut it Now I open they wig, if they dont open my budget, bitch! Them D12 niggas, they be quick to blast Ill take my shower cap off, and whup your ass Stepping to us, you cant be the smartest Cause youll get dropped like an Aftermath artist They catch me mingling by a bitch with class When she turn Ill be sprinkling some shit in her glass What part of this you cant understand? Ill emmilliate a man, worse then making a band Dont be mistaking that man Hell invite you over Real fast, and pass your ass a glass of Ebola Ive been doing this for a minute And Im starting to see my little brother Caleb Look more like a star then me Thats why I just started working out Man, this shit aint working out Welcome to D12 World! Where you can get anything from sex, X, to girls Welcome to D12 World! Prostitutes and guns, so fuck the real world Welcome to D12 World! Shrooms, gonorrhea, syphilis, ebola Welcome to D12 World! Aaaaahhhhh!!! Hamnili-lalala Hamnili-lalala Hamnili-lalala Hamnili-lalala Hamnili-lalala Hamnili-lalala Hamnili-lalala Hamnili-lalala Hamnili-lalala Hamnili-lalala Hamnili-lalala Hamnili-lalala

Yeah Shawty Yeah, yeah, yeah Ooh, ooh, ooh Yeah, snap your fingers, do your step You can do it all by yourself Excuse me, but this verse has not been Russell Simmons approved, uh-uh You wont see it on Runs house uh-uh You wont see it at a nuns house My New York ***** said he heard it at sons house Talkin bout how this ** is poor as my low is Baby is my Lois, maybe Im just bogus Cause she dont want you to buy her a drank Swizz said, "She aint got no money in the bank" And she be standin there cause its cameras Tryin to show your legs off, you aint Amerie If I fall in love, a girl gon live on Rodeo Until that day, oh, she take the monorail And I dont want no girl that will answer to, "Ayo" Make it more harder, make me put some work in You get to flirtin, play her just perfect **** a drink, Ima buy tha bar if youre worth it Baby girl , whats your name? Let me talk to you , let me buy you a drank Im T-Pain , you know me Konvict Music, Nappy Boy, ooh-wee I know the club , close at three Whats the chance of you rollin wit me? Back to the crib , show you how I live Lets get drunk and forget what we did Ima buy you a drank And then Ima take you home with me I got money in the bank Shawty, what you think bout that? Ill be in the grey Cadillac We in the bed like, ooh, ooh, ooh, woah, woah, ooh, ooh We in the bed like, ooh, ooh, woah, ooh, woah, woah, ooh, ooh, woah Talk to me, I talk back Lets talk money, I talk that Crunk Juice Bombs, Oakley Shades Shawty got class, oh behave Lets get gone, walk it out Just like that, thats what Im talkin bout We gone have fun, you gone see On that Patrón, you should get like me Ima buy you a drank And then Ima take you home with me I got money in the bank Shawty, what you think bout that? Ill be in the grey Cadillac We in the bed like, ooh, ooh, ooh, woah, woah, ooh, ooh We in the bed like, ooh, ooh, woah, ooh, woah, woah, ooh, ooh, woah Lets get gone Walk it out Now rock, rock, rock, rock You can do it all by yoself Lets get gone Walk it out Now rock, rock, rock, rock You can do it all by yoself Ima buy you a drank And then Ima take you home with me I got money in the bank Shawty, what you think bout that? Ill be in the grey Cadillac We in the bed like, ooh, ooh, ooh, woah, woah, ooh, ooh We in the bed like, ooh, ooh, woah, ooh, woah, woah, ooh, ooh, woah

We got love, love, love You better believe it We got love, love, love You better believe it I got house and the carriage, yeah I got black love and marriage, yeah They gon say, "You cant have it," but Im like, "Dont kill the messenger" We gon break the stigma up Huxtables turned to Obamas It aint about where you been, where you from, what you got, its all about love Self-love is the best love When you gon take that wristband off? That pity party been over Dont need makeup to dress you up I gave birth on the bathroom floor Just me, Iman, and headphone cords Dont let this life defeat you I hope this message reach you Throw your hands up Play catch with the hundreds Love is the new money Im just chillin with the homies, home is where the heart is Throw your hands up Play catch with the hundreds Love is the new money Im just chillin with the homies, home is where the heart is, ah We got love, love, love You better believe it We got love, love, love You better believe it I lived in abundance Love is the new money Im mentally wealthy Spiritually conscious Im fresh outta Onyx Im ballin and ballin I play with the hundreds Love is the new money Thats my frequency Spark up, burn the sage Clear the room, kill the hate Love is the new wave Play catch with the hundreds Love is the new money Im just chillin with the homies, home is where the heart is, ah Play catch with the hundreds Love is the new money Im just chillin with the homies, home is where the heart is, ah We got love, love, love You better believe it We got love, love, love You better believe it We got love, love, love You better believe it We got love, love, love You better believe it Play catch with the hundreds Love is the new money Im just chillin with the homies, home is where the heart is, ah Play catch with the hundreds Love is the new money Im just chillin with the homies, home is where the heart is, ah Above all, you keep your clarity You keep your focus You keep your sense of love And you keep your sense of purpose Those are, theyre integral, you know, theyre key Happiness, you know, um A lot of people define success differently You know, for me, you can have everything You can have all the money in the world But if its not enjoyable, if its not sustainable, know what I mean? If you cant be a person of integrity while having all of these things What does it matter? What does it mean? The value is internal Your value is internal We got love, love, love You better believe it We got love, love, love You better believe it

Its real, all dreams real My boy text me, he told me, "Dream big" Like the cars that we own now, member we used to lease it Now we undefeated, look at what the team did All dreams are real All dreams, real All dreams, real All dreams, real, real Spirit of Coltrane with us Old slang, you know the old sayin Hos saying, "He sold out," out the stores, mane I like soul beats and pjs, Im so plain Opps crowded around my house like I was Houssein Came and grabbed me out my house like I was insane Doc sayin, "Theres somethin wrong with his membrane" Ive been sufferin from lack of sleep, bitch, I been drained Gotta high type of tolerance for that type of pain Pour some, I wan go numb till its okay Here we go, Im off the drink and now we in things We was lowkey, heard you wanted to avenge things We approached, we aint gon make it till the endgame Guess thats just what he got to do to get the rent paid I aint gon hate on no man to get a bill paid Bills aint the real pain, the real pain is real pain Your self-hate, self-doubtin, fake love But All dreams, real Its that no limitations, babe All dreams, real Yeah, Ye cold But that Trump hat forced me to feel like I like J. Cole, damn My own city turned they back on me They thought I told Push about Drakes son, goddamn Like I aint want them to run, goddamn I guess they fall and they dumb, goddamn I dont care about his son, goddamn I just rap about me, goddamn Niggas cant resist publicity for free, goddamn Always wantin somethin like it isnt me, goddamn Everytime, I rap it, this aint charity, goddamn Energy that never die, energy that stay alive Energy, the synastry Im finna see a synesthesia I could see ya, color feel ya Bona feature, extra features Im allegiant, all the deats, all the features And the teachers and the preachers They could reach us on the feature All the leaches, all my features I was just in the bleachers Jump the bleachers, Im a thesis Thats my thesis, Holy Jesus Um All dreams, real All dreams, real "Gotta let Ye be Ye" Let me? Psh-psh-nigga?

If you ever see somebody next to me, know that theyre better than me at something So -- bars. Bars So its really good to have this event tonight which we decided instantaneously, the way we put this shit together, yall comin out here tonight vibin with us. In the way this whole albums put together. The amount of producers that came together for it and the way we worked on this shit really collectively, collaboratively. We didnt give a fuck about what nobody else said outside lookin in, anything. We just wanted to make the best product possible. And this is just the beginning of an entirely new mentality of how to make music directed for the people. What I said last night is like, we drop this shit June 18th. This aint about waitin until August and havin some big this and that. Its about deliverin some shit for yall to go to work to, ride to, listen to while yall workin out and shit. Whatever yall doin to provide a soundtrack for this shit thats gon come out. We gon keep on doin this shit over and over and over. Makin shit for my core, my cut With the creative director Matt Williams and Virgil Abloh, the whole team, Don C, Ibn, all the Been Trill family, and the combination of all the people we brought together from Daft Punk workin like 3-4 joints on the album. The first joint "Onsite", "I Am A God", bless me, and Mike Dean. Travis Scott workin on the album, Hudson Mohawke, Arca. And of course, at the end, last -- wait a second, am I forgettin some people and shit? Last, but not last, that came and helped bring this whole shit together, the executive producer of this LP and the family, is Rick Rubin comin in and finishing up the whole shit for us. Which is legendary because everything we did on this project, everything I get like when we release Numbers on the Boards", from the video to the "NO ARTWORK" to the sound of the song and everything. I was like, "What would Rick Rubin do? What was his Def Jam shit that they were doing?" Because I remember like Ricky would say, "When we did Def Jam, we wasnt really feelin like we was in competition with nobody, cause this shit was so direct." Where we at right now? We in the middle of the city right now, over into the motherfuckin streets and nobody shuttin down shit while we makin real music and yall vibin out to this shit.. So its good for me to go to the God, Rick Rubin, and play him my shit. Ask him questions and allow him to take this project to an entirely new level and he made a lot of great decisions at the end and brought it to a whole new level. And I wanted to explain something about the title Yeezus Simply put: West was my slave name and Yeezus is my god name

Its your boy Ne-Yo, we gonna do it like this The Roc is in the building, yeah Its the remix yo Kanye is in the building Yo, the monster don is in the building, we in here Kanye West is in the building Ghostface Your boy getting fat now I got the fat stomach and laid up, eating good now Other girl all stressed out, my girl got the fat ass Shorty mad, pulling her hair out Come through the block, in the brand new Benz Knowing that me and that nigga aint friends Yeah, what I did was wack But you dont get a nigga back like that Bouncing around, when Im up in these streets Knowing that me and that nigga got beef Yeah, what I did was wack But you dont get a nigga back like that, no Im high powered, put Eva Mendes to sleep Yo pardon, that bitch been on my mind all week But back to you, MAC gloss chick, youre way fit How you have everything in this world and waste it Prince told me itll be okay, Im so sick like Ne-Yo say Im laid back, like neo-soul, I holla back at this Creole ho She from the N.O., but she never told me "N-O" so We at the spot to chill, where the food get grilled She ordered the Kobe beef like Shaquille ONeal Second I walked in, the whole room got still I dont know how to put this, but Im kind of a big deal And she conceited, she got a reason She got her hair did, she got her weave in And Imma sweat that out by the evening You, I dont sweat that now, I got a new Come through the block, in the brand new Benz Knowing that me and that nigga aint friends Yeah, what I did was wack But you dont get a nigga back like that Bouncing around, when Im up in these streets Knowing that me and that nigga got beef Yeah, what I did was wack But you dont get a nigga back like that, no Oh girl, I cant believe you zoned out Played me for this dude, nice shoes and a bottle of coast out Mont Im that Don Wilson First one to put you up six suites in that Resident Hilton Mink coach, colorful stones and big stacks Yeah, I was fucking, but you dont get me back like that Causing me grief, you know me and homey had beef Now you got me losing my mind, out up in these streets You flamingo, showing your true colors Heard yall was ducking down low when you see my brothers But its all good, I move from ex to next Got the baddest little chick to sign off of them checks Fat bubble, her bodys like one of the best But I dont need to say nothing, ask Kanye West She eye candy, smoother than Godiva chocolate And you mad cause you played yourself, its your fault, trick Come through the block, in the brand new Benz Knowing that me and that nigga aint friends Yeah, what I did was wack But you dont get a nigga back like that Bouncing around, when Im up in these streets Knowing that me and that nigga got beef Yeah, what I did was wack But you dont get a nigga back like that, no Shot through the heart, the girl caught me Shot through the block, with him shot gun He lucky, I aint stop, copped the shotgun Killah type cat, you better be glad, Im not one Had a couple stars up in my sky She was my moon and my sunshine Dude aint even fly, he just some guy You blamed yourself, Im done, peace, one Come through the block, in the brand new Benz Knowing that me and that nigga aint friends Yeah, what I did was wack But you dont get a nigga back like that Bouncing around, when Im up in these streets Knowing that me and that nigga got beef Yeah, what I did was wack But you dont get a nigga back like that, no

As I hop on this red eye flight with all red eyes Hoodie over my head, recognize a Jedi If I go too fast down this road I end up like Left Eye I’m wondering would it be better if I left life My girlfriend know I got a fetish for fine hoes Im worldwide so she know I’m gonna find hoes Sneaking in my iPhone, looking through my call log It hurts looking at her face to ask her what she crying for I’m so fresh I’m wondering "why didn’t I design clothes?" This rap shit is something that you gotta be designed for Meetings at the label saying they gon make Sean blow Turned the radio on and do I hear Sean? No Man please do not gimmick me, put me on the shelf and not remember me And treat me like a John Doe I wish that I could drop my nuts in they tonsils Shut up bitch swallow And I been signed to Ye for well over a year now It’s clear now, Imma focus on my career now You taught me to create a process Saying that you changed my life dog it’s me being modest But honestly I wish that I could take you off tour Put you in the studio so you could focus more on my shit And I don’t mean to sound selfish But I am not an artist thats selfless I’m feeling like a crab in a bucket That’s just tryna get it crackin Amongst all these fuckin shellfish And it’s a dream come true that you signed me Big Sean, G.O.O.D. Music signee People asking me how it happened, man I tell em I Rolex-ed the situation and just had perfect timing And you already know where to find me Bitch Im connected to the D like Siamese So if you see me out of town getting money Know I do it for my city and I be back very promptly So say what up if you see us And the D is burn rubber and the Sean man lead us Like being undefeated, feeling undefeated Dick so big I bust a nut for a fetus Glad to do any interview or dope feature Come holla at a nigga as I’m trying on sneakers Niggas making diss records in efforts that I see it Waiting on my reply but they never will receive it You are not half of what I am and can’t be it You are just a hundred-and-one percent bitch Recognize a star like you pledge to the allegiance And I don’t want fans, I want believers Race to success so Imma keep pedalin Cuz my mama man she deserve everything So if I find a girl with beauty and brains like her Then best believe she gon get a wedding ring But I don’t know if I believe in love to be honest Cuz every girl love the headliners Take her to my hotel all my niggas there And best believe they gon give us all a hair line-up And that’s why girls wanna leave us Tell em where we are but they never gon believe us Won’t stop till we end up on that show Cheaters But I bet you couldn’t spot me if a nigga wore cheetah And I be in the strip-club Teasers Giving all the girls what’s needed Honest dog had so many problems dog I could hand em out and be labeled a fuckin teacher So respect my hand gesture I dare any nigga try and come test us You a mothafuckin act dog, a A.C.T. that’s why niggas try and test ya A-Dub how the hell we gon make a mil Pay the bills man, I ain’t tryna waste a deal If you could make a deal believe you could break a deal And if you can’t keep your promises then don’t say you will Nigga dont say you will

They treat you rough out there But weve got Alcantara everywhere Ferrari Bad luck to talk on these rides Mine on the road Your dilated eyes Watch the clouds float White Ferrari Had a good time I let you out at Central I didnt care to state the plain Kept my mouth closed Were so familiar White Ferrari Good times I care for you still And I will Forever That was my part of the deal Honest We got so familiar Spending each day of the year White Ferrari Good times You love me still and you will forever You got that part of the deal We got so familiar Running my hands thru your hair White Ferrari Had a good time One too many years Some tattooed eyelids On a facelift Mind over matter is magic, I do magic If you think about it itll be over in no time And thats life Ill drop you off and in a few months Well talk again When you need a break Which part of the circle will you stand on You keep doing the dance wrong Im sure were taller in other dimension You say were small and not worth the mention Youre tired of moving Your bodys aching We should vacay, theres places to go Clearly this isnt all that there is Cant take whats been given But were okay here, were doing fine Primal and naked You dream of walls that hold us in prison Its just a skull Least thats what they call it And were free to roam Like a mirage Always one step ahead Where we belong Ive got a son somewhere Hell be picking up where I left off I might name that boy Ferrari Hell meet a girl named Altashonda Hell treat her soft like Alcantara My brain is soft like Alcantara My hands are rough, Im iguana Your hair is long, are you Nicaraguan? I cant go soft, Im Viagran You want it all Youre always one step ahead Where you belong

Hey, hey Hey, hey Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy I wanna get down, down, down, down Down, down, down Get down We can get down Uh, Mr. West is in the building, children, ladies Call the shrink up, they about to go crazy Hold your drinks up like you was celebratin Hold your guns if they is hella hatin Im so clean and them, they got rabies I can see it through the lens of my Raybe- Ans, Wayfarers, mmm-hmm Ye do you play fair? Mmm-mmm Grab your remote for the reason they made TiVo Snap the Nikons at the icon with Nikes on I heard you like to do it with the lights on But I really make babies when the mics on Check out all my kids, that bought all my cribs Got me out of that apartment, you have got to pardon him I am so retarded with a spit like a retarded kid that spits Oops, I aint mean to say that **** I told my homie Chris, these chicks is dangerous You need a girl thats A-List, not one that just barely made it on a list Cause from wall to wall, we got it poppin right now Its a hundred girls, tryna get down, down, down Baby girl, gotta tell you Seen you somewhere before, you look familiar You had a red shirt, Gucci slacks, and a Gucci bag to match it Tell me you remember that, baby girl But, lady, never mind that Can I take you out later? And heres my contact Can you do me this favor? Let me spend this paper On you cause its just sitting and lets spend it and go Let me, let me Guarantee, guarantee Ill make your da-a-ay Okay I wanna get down, down, down, down Down, down, down Get down We can get down The way I see it, girl, you a perfect ten Thats why Im all on you, baby, you got me wondering What to do, what to say, dont want to come off lame Girl, do you got a man? Better yet, girl, whats your name? Just let me, let me, guarantee, guarantee Ill make your da-a-ay, okay Now if you with it, shawty, shawty, let me, let me Take your bad away, baby, can we dream, just for today? I wanna get down, down, down, down Down, down, down Get down We can get down I wanna get down, down, down, down Down, down, down Get down We can get down Down, down, down, down Down, down, down Get down We can get down I wanna get down, down, down, down Down, down, down Get down We can get down To all my ladies, sexy ladies I wanna get down with yall

A-yeah-yeah-yeah Whoa-oh-oh A-yeah-yeah-yeah I just seen lil mama Instagram and she flexin Dont care about your puppy, just that ass and them breastses Oh, girl, you a model? Damn, I never woulda guessed it And if you tryna throw out all them vibes, Ima catch em The lifestyle we live is just too dangerous Paranoid since theyve been leakin my shit Wonder if itll come out on the web And I cant help all these bitches on my dick Takin a photo and postin that shit Comin home late and I crawl into bed She always be askin me, "Where have you been?" Whoa The world has gone to shit and we all know that People freakin out, like, hit the Prozac Leon DeChino shorts got all the blogs mad Well, fuck the internet, and you can quote that, whoa Instalove Well, if ignorance is bliss, then dont wake me up And Ill prolly be the last to know Cause I dont get on the internet no more Instalove And they try so hard just to fuck shit up And Ill prolly be the last to know Cause I dont get on the internet no more Double the ahh, its all on your ass, ball on your ass I aint gon be here all night on your ass I was up grinding, I was all on your ass Double the cahh, double the bih I got em up and then yall in a grit I bet whats happening, yall in the dih I was up buh and all of the dick Aint big this big, my favorite shit She grabbin my dick, saying "is you shavin this dick? Crankin it bit, then hangin it bit, duh-buh-buh you hangin in it? Came in this bit but its say-bih-dih-bih *gibberish* been taking this dick and then taking this shit *gibberish* belt *gibberish* everything I felt Instagram and shit, dry snitchin on theyself Duh-nuh-muh-nuh how you ever felt and I know that Insta love Again oh-no-no-no it reminds me of And Ill prolly be the last to know Cause I dont look at the internet no more Instant love Nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah it reminds me of And, be the last to know Cause I dont look at the internet no more Ooh, I know Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Instalove Well, if ignorance is bliss, then dont wake me up And Ill prolly be the last to know Cause I dont get on the internet no more Instalove And they try so hard just to fuck shit up And Ill prolly be the last to know Cause I dont get on the internet no more Ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh

Lyrics from Snippet Por ti volaré Espera que llegaré Mi fin de trayecto eres tú Para vivirlo- Like the mindblower, watchin what we dont want Whole family here, but it feel like a movie Feel like a movie, yeah, it feel like a movie Whole family here, but it feelin like a- We so living so Italian , living so Italian Living so Italian , I said living so Italian Living so Italian , living so Italian Living so Italian , I said living so Italian Hov keep gettin that dinero, got it Even if a nigga gotta rob it, get it? Black Jack in a casino A nigga got unlimited credit, uh A nigga got a lot of vendettas, uh But we the Black mob, we gonna set it, uh Peel off in a Lamborghini Countach 200 in the dash, we gonna rev it, uh Lucky Luciano is what they call me, paesano A 100 keys at the piano Plays across the Verrazano El Padrino, in the villa in Venice, sippin vino Not bad for a mulignan Yall know like we know, ha Like the mindblower, watchin what we dont want Whole family here, but it feel like a movie Feel like a movie, yeah, it feel like a movie Whole family here, but it feelin like a- We so living so Italian , living so Italian Living so Italian , I said living so Italian Living so Italian , living so Italian Living so Italian, I said living so Italian

Wake up to twitter once again Molley trending for a bitch I’m not bitter just never thought Hash was The next on my list In mommy’s whip spitting some kiddy’s shit Got all the kiddies lit Publicity got little biggie lit, I’m Riky with the shit You must have amnesia, you crying ‘bout children I’m fucking with women that cash in on millions Hold up Molley boy, you do not have to kill him Man, I made the kid so I do not see a difference You spitting stats and they ain’t accurate, making me look inadequate Like I ain’t done immaculate Like your numbers be lapping it You owe rappers boy, I’m a CEO to rappers I rep my shit with a passion I’m wearing it like it’s fashion Wrap him up and body bag him Give his body to the trash man Only time you’ll see me throwing hash up in the trash can You took a break from music for a bitch you didn’t fuck I heard Anatii thinks you’re weird and that’s why "Nyani" ain’t gon’ drop You my son, I brought you up How you gon’ try bring me down? Must’ve forgot back at RawX boy you done slept on my couch Living off features got you demons I know nothing about The prince & king so I guess I just gotta air this shit out Full ownership, got full percent of all my money and shit I heard you get twenty percent when all the money gets split You came up broke and hungry spending weeks at everyone’s crib All of the videos when you was on some NeverBroke shit Ain’t no cap in my raps you know I spit the truest of shit They used to call you the black Molley, you came up on my shit Why you capping like all that gangster shit is really legit Got shit on you I know could really have you dead in the pits You a rat and all you do is follow cheese You’re lucky chilling with Reece got you up a couple degrees I never needed no co-signing from nobody but me Ain’t forget how you told me all your relations make belief and how you got em on your songs just for a card up your sleeve I mean sheesh, sad you had to sell inner peace for a piece Ain’t you just drop? How the fuck they got Molley shit on repeat? Is it the size of your shoe or me cause I’m Smellin’ defeat I’m making sense why the whip ya’ll move in look like a hearse I’m your pops, I gotta show you that it come with a curse Know the warranty on your words do not cover returns Plus your debt to uncle Riky better check what you earn Man a lot ya’ll daps they ain’t even worth the catch In person never that bold but you always typing in caps Youngin all we ever smoking here is the biggest of hash Bigger camp, bigger bags, it don’t get better than facts That coffin that you said you had might be big enough for two I brought a casket to sway that fitted bout fifty of you Whatever happened to Riky puttin’ a milly on you? How come you tryna come at us when labels stealing from you? How come you never hot headed when we chillin’ with you? You treating this like it was me who went out reaching for you Been outta reach since your wave was still itty bitty and new Don’t let all of that young shit turn you into some old news Would’ve bodied me up on Sway? Even on Sway I wrecked you Funny how everybody was cool with that shit except you We got your theory kid, but in theory I deaded you loose I bodied you ‘bout twice before, so now you double dead blue Try come for Molley again and I’ll have you hang by a noose I got a can full worms, don’t let me let them all lose You’re tanking soldier boy, I just snapped you in two All these public statements on twitter, man how Hip Hop of you Ironic how my numbers on that Sway shit got 8 miles on you Funny how you pulled the race card, that’s even shady for you I told you I’m really bad, I just moonwalked on you

Im so, excited Im home, been grindin Lets go, tonight Just make some money you know I got it, if you want it If you love it Im on it, Im on it So come on it I need your loving tonight Im tired of my job Im tired of my boss Im taking you out Your taking it off Only thing on my mind is how we bout to get it on I wanna get caught up in your love tonight You can help me just breathe, breathe Im tryin to get caught up in your love tonight You can help me just breathe, breathe Now we got time Lets stay in Im sayin Imma make you stay home from church Im prayin I finally got to take the night off So we can make some love tax write-offs Well light some candles with the lights off So we can set the mood right off I wanna get caught up in your love tonight You can help me just breathe, breathe Im tryin to get caught up in your love tonight You can help me just breathe, breathe Im so, excited Im home, been grindin Lets go, tonight Just make some money you know I got it, if you want it If you love it Im on it, Im on it So come on it I need your loving tonight I need your loving tonight I need your loving tonight I wanna get caught up in your love tonight You can help me just breathe, breathe Im tryin to get caught up in your love tonight You can help me just breathe, breathe I wanna get caught up in your love tonight You can help me just breathe, breathe Im tryin to get caught up in your love tonight You can help me just breathe, breathe

Travie! Pete, thought I told you What up, Hemmy? I see you! Ive had the world at arms length from the get-go This aint an arms race, its Apocalypto The industrys a target, I suggest these labels get low On top of that, this track is cracked like burnt Brillo Consider me the beast of East Eleventh VIP, all day, AK47 If words is weapons, then get to steppin My arsenals enough to send Hells Angels to Heaven Im cool as the Fonz, and deadly as Charles Bronson Im Gonzo, you can call me Travie S. Thompson Go head, and you can choose a similar path But dont gas yourself up like Sylvia Plath, jeez Watch Travie take the title with ease You want a verse, please, I wouldnt bless you if you sneezed Pardon me, Im allergic to bullshit Got a God complex with a full clip, pow! The leader, man; Tyga-man make you leave your man Ladies man take your mate Literally, this song got me checking out my range With no piff involved, my swag flyer than a plane With the unruly attitude; ignorant, arrogant dude Excuse me, Im only seventeen "Youre excused, I like your honesty, honestly Youre more mature than the average teen" "And uh, your label family? You must have a team" Decaydance, preferably, thatll be next for me The restll be history, plat-i-um until they stop listening Then your babys back like ribs I know youve been missing me, I almost forgot to mention it Ever heard a sound like this? This aint a scene, its god-damn arms race! This aint a scene, its god-damn arms race! This aint a scene, its god-damn arms race! Im not a shoulder to cry on, but I digress I’m a leading man And the lies I weave are oh-so intricate, Oh-so intricate I’m a leading man And the lies I weave are oh-so intricate, Oh-so intricate Now I dont know what the hell this song is talkin bout Do you? She said "Yeah, I been spendin all day tryna figure that out" You too? The arms race made em raise they arm And race straight to the top; Who knew? Right now they got that number one spot Do you want that? Me too One thing I gotta call out, boy, take a look at Fall Out Boy Since they aint black, when they get money they dont ball out, boy They just buy tight jeans till their nuts hang all out, boy They figure Ye dress tight so we gonna dress tighter He dress white so we gone dress whiter So in spite of anything you mightve Seen or heard, this scene occurred, word I’m a leading man And the lies I weave are oh-so intricate, Oh-so intricate I’m a leading man And the lies I weave are oh-so intricate, Oh-so intricate Ha, come on, expensive taste, we up in a arms race Big money, big crib, big Cadillac Big daddy, boy, I cop big dro sacks Paper stack, big ring, big bling-bling Try to take big chain, big bang-bang Im going , Im going , Im motherfucking gone Aint no signs that Im slowing though Im knowing that Im wrong Bring it on, out to get it, I need cash by the stacks I need a new pair of Stacys and a dash for the Lac, jack Ha, hear that? Top back grill Coming down on the spiderweb chrome wheels First place in the stunting race, top notch Paint drip-drop, flip-flop, strapped with a Glock Live every day like its my last one; maybe it is And aint no morrows in my world of sorrow; maybe in his I break ribs, break laws, break jaws at most I still stick to the coast, hold up and reload OH! Theres an arms race, like Im runnin on my hands A dance marathon on my napalms, and Drop mines first so that they bombs cant And Glocks, lasers, missiles, beat rocks, paper, scissors I built mines big, better build yours bigger Built mines quick so I could kill yours quicker The number one supplier, the worlds largest equipper The second smallest dier, best non-coexister I pledge allegiance to gasoline and bulletproof limousines And leans on the property of the poor And every night, I pray to the Lords Of War Every man and mac eleven That all good child rebel soldiers go to AK-47 heaven And a landmine in every playground that they step in And you took the footage from the camera on the tips Of our bullets, and record like former Darfur I’m a leading man And the lies I weave are oh-so intricate, Oh-so intricate I’m a leading man And the lies I weave are oh-so intricate, Oh-so intricate Yeah, its Weezy, baby! I am your arms dealer, Im more like an armed dealer Liter-rally, really, I dont get this song neither But Imma figure it out like a palm reader And, since I be on TV, I turn it on to see me! Hey, Im so cool, even I wanna be me That was totally off the subject But for me, every song is like pussy so fuck it Like Fresh, you dug it

You cant tell me nothing Gangster? I dont buy it -- you cant sell me nothing Im everything you thought I wasnt Now check out how I does it on this K. West production All your bullshit, I will flush it And I got the paper to wipe that ass Every little song and dance come out, yall hype that trash And yo, Im far from a hater Cause suckers gotta eat too -- get yall paper I aint mad at cha -- I just cant deal with these fake rappers Cause most of these niggas wear they boxers backwards Niggas claim king but cant govern they household Now real niggas doing time from shit they mouth told Why dick-eating niggas always rap with a mouth full? But you know they dont play with me The realest nigga alive -- what can these niggas say to me? Nothing La la la la, wait til I get my money right La la la la, then you cant tell me nothing, right? Excuse me, is you saying something? Uh-uh, you cant tell me nothing I had a dream that Jay and Dame was back together And in that second, everything was back the same In reality, your boy went to Mecca, came back And said that I would never rap again But Im back and thats the way the ball bounce A verse is a ounce, a albums a brick -- now its time for traffic game Yall lame, I am the product Hotter than lava, they wonder how this Roc-a-fella package came First you take a brick of Jay, a brick of Ye Couple quarters of Freeway, an ounce of Beans Then you kill em with the flow We the realest; even Dontrelle Willis couldnt out the team We speak the truth and they believe us Tell FEMA even Hurricane Katrina couldnt out the flames Roc-a-fella here to stay, we airing out yall lames Free At Last on the way, so clear em out my lane Yeah homie, this the theme song First I get my money right, then I get my team on If I always prayed to have gleam on Three hundred dollar jeans on, do that mean I dream wrong? And I was high as a Lear jet Fly as the insect even though we in debt And it dont matter if I get her number cause When I get my money right, she gon come running And I be good like God with a extra "o" God knows that my check needs some extra Os And you know that you need to bring some extra Not in jogging pants, either -- tell em wear some sexy clothes Now my game so professional and my chain so fresh, they go But after the fame, did you gain anything? Damn, Ye, would you change anything? Well, Id cop more pink Polos and pop those collars Misery love company, her nickname "Sorrow" My Benz need company, her nickname Tahoe "Wait til I get my money" everybody motto So Imma need a bravo for everything that I wrote Yeah -- hey mama, they cant hate em Cause after all of the drama, K slayed em Listen -- I aint worried bout shit Its a Roc-a-fella/GMG invasion, bitch You hear them niggas talking bout me? Aint that some shit These niggas is like bitches -- they all on my dick They dont want no real G to get in position I opened up the door so all my real niggas could get in Roc-a-fella, Def Jam, GMG its on Uncle Murda coming for the motherfucking throne Listen, you could call me the king of New York You cant front, Im doing my thing If it wasnt for the chronic and these bad-ass hos Id be shooting motherfuckers everywhere I go, oh But the head I be getting got me chilling Got a nigga like, let me focus on these millions, man It got me not thinking bout these lames They dont really want no beef, they aint life-threatening Im puffing purple haze with that sour diesel Cant forget that kush -- Im high as a eagle And just cause Im high off that marijuana Dont mean I dont see them niggas creeping around the corner They goners

My raps is better than yours My plaques is better than yours My tracks is better than yours You can have one but I have to charge We can start with the hits on my arm I already got the bomb Now all I need is my first LP to go gold Then I will have the qualm uh-uh uh-uh uh-uh Im Kon the Louis Vuitton Don Bought my Mom a purse now she Louis Vuitton Mom Still might throw on a little low arm they want me to stop go on gon They dont want me to shop and me spending that hard Oh my God is that a black card I turned around and replied why yes But I prefer the term African American Express My raps is better than yours My plaques is better than yours My tracks is better than yours You can have one but I have to charge La La La La La Off MTV La La La La La When you gonna go out with Me Brains Power and Muscle like Dame Puffy and Russell Your boy back on his hustle dont know you dont discuss you Every rapper want to know when they can get to work Every stylist want to know where they can get the shirts Everybody ripping my style like the shit that hurts But they dont give me my credit thats the shit that hurts Theres something I might say Theres something I might play A beat I might made might make they life change And save they whole deal They wrist is on chill They house is on hill You could be Lauryn Hill See yall write songs to keep the lights on Imma go in Def Jam and turn the brights on Man Im just sayin When I wanted to rap yall thought I was just playin Now yall just prayin My raps is better than yours My plaques is better than yours My tracks is better than yours You can have one but I have to charge You was a vic in high school, now you a thug? Better step in the name of love Before you giving pain a hug Needing dope is like pain to drugs Or aiming slugs til the game unplugged Like a scoreboard with vice and warlords Hot merchandise prices they want more for it You was pink as ice single need to think it twice Over the bitch and you came out like freaks in the night Freed your mind at a cheaper price On the street trying to seek advice Im on point like I speak to dice Took the underground at a steeper heights May real niggas see the light, got fat girls eating right Haha, we in this bitch, yeah Hahaha Its Common and Kanye Yall niggas know what time it is, motherfuckers Chi-Town, DJ Pharris Heavy Hitters what up? Mike Love What Up? DJ Enuff Pharrell! Thats my favorite producer by the way Thats why I had to rap on this Cause his tracks is better than yours My tracks is better than yours Just Blaze tracks is better than yours You can have one but we all gonna Charrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrge aaawwwww Plain Pat, what up? Big John, what up? John Mnop, what up? Don C, what up? J.B., what up? GLC, what up? Bang, what up? Yeah Really Doe, what up? Arrowstar, what up? Yeah! Oh, and did I mention the new head of my management, Benny Medina? Yo G, Hop, we taxin these niggas right now Plain Pat what up? Thats all

Will I ever change in this life? My grandma said Ill never change and she right Yall think that L.A. gang banging shit hype? Well you finna find out what the game be like Red rag on my rear view No tint in the Porsche, see clear through God screaming up out them speakers So loud that a nigga cant hear you Wake up to a diamond cross, Im a Christian Got a nigga feeling like Obama nem Niggas shot out my windows, they jealous and envy They spit on my Rari, they keyed up my Bentley They went at my top dog like Ab-Soul and Kendrick I said Im a killa, god damn it I meant it I said I sold crack, nigga bubbling skillets At my grandmas house, I was selling work in it And god bless her soul, she died Back out the four, load up the five Pop up the trunk, load up them pies Aye Ye, aint this how them niggas do it in the Chi? Vice Lords, GDs Crips, Bloods and Impalas on gold Ds Yesterday a nigga swore he was a man in the hood Now he begging for his life on both knees Im a killer, no codees Ask 40 Glocc, niggas dont know me Got a problem blood, then come show me Im on Rosecrans ing them Kobes Got diamonds off in my Rollie Granddaddy stuffed in my stogie Motherfuck them Axel Foleys Where Im from, niggas shooting at the police Man these fuck niggas got me screwed up Im like Papa Smurf in that blue truck Red hat, red pants Walking inside dreams with the kush in my hand - Im Rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin them drugs up Young nigga 15, broke, livin’ the scene Sawed off in my pants, ‘bout to go make the lean Finna rob me a nigga who’s money wasn’t the same Somebody gon give it to me, or get one up in the brain Mama used to stroke it just to feed me scraps Every Saturday, it was YO! MTV raps Got sick of looking at other niggas that aint deserve it So I followed my older brother to beat these traps I aint worried about the love, Ive seen everything The hood hot, like the devil had it off in his hands Send a strap your way, I seen a couple of fans Last pack, I took that and a couple of bands If I aint hustle to eat, I was doing that sippin Screw But they would give it to me, everyday I was paying dues I was a young wild nigga missing a couple screws In the hood, when Im scared, only thing Imma use, when Im... Mane, hold up Young and I leans with a cup full of lean, and a 4-0 tucked No more sleep, gotta get more bucks, OG rolled up Stakes are high, so I pray to God the folks dont roll up Big sister told me I need to grow up But I need that money, better not crumb me Pockets fat as my codeine tummy Trying to get blow like my nose was runny I work for mine, you cant take that from me Wrap it up, like Egyptian mummy And have it ready when I roll on up Stacking dough on up, from the floor on up And Im all through the hood like ice cream trucks, just rollin Keep kush rolled, that dream Im holding In the candy Caddy with with ninety molding Bought a drop, put it in the shop But everything I got, on that bitch stolen Had a grill but couldnt afford the wheels Had paint, but it wasnt candy Kick endo to try and get that dough Whole family know, so they couldnt stand me Run and tell your mama, come get your son Mama like damn, what the hell he done Brother had bricks, but didnt give me shit So when he went to the pen, I aint send him shit Mama at work, so I ran the house Ray on lock, so now Im the boss Turn that face up like the Mary Jane I was slanging caine, got us all kicked out From Compton, all the way to Chi-Town Back on down to Houston, Texas baby Trae The Truth, Z-Ro, Slim Thugga Paul Wall, Common, Kanye West, and The Game Jesus Piece Either you got one, you want one Or you bout to rob a nigga for one So what its gon be nigga?

Ah-ha Shorty gettin it in with me Shorty gettin it in with me She said I brought some friends with me, but I dont know why Because they aint gettin in with me Shorty gettin it in with me Shorty gettin it in with me She said I brought some friends with me, but I dont know why Because they aint gettin in with me You know me, Im with a ghetto diva, stiletto fever Jell-o shots, yellow reefer Same rules apply, Im back on top You cant drink or smoke if you not gon pop See me in the popcorn drop, not gon stop Takin shots of Patron, gettin top on yachts The medallions a mountain, rock on rocks The whole world wanna know when this lock gon drop Without a doubt, she acknowledge the wealth Since she aint give brains, I told her let me get some knowledge of self Then I told her be proud of yourself and dig deep And try to see what you could get out of yourself After all that, I told her to fall back The Ferrari truck parked in the back is all black Next time, bring some friends and more gnac It depends how I feel in the morn if I call back, what Shorty gettin it in with me Shorty gettin it in with me She said I brought some friends with me, but I dont know why Because they aint gettin in with me Shorty gettin it in with me Shorty gettin it in with me She said I brought some friends with me, but I dont know why Because they aint gettin in with me Yeah, Kanye to the, yeah Im with this bad Ethiopian chick, drinkin straight up liquor I told her Im Nigerian, a straight up nigga Now is it just me, or do them Uggs Have girls feet lookin like sheepskin rugs? Some rhyme with a name, some rhyme nameless Dont try to treat me like I aint famous My apologies, are you into astrology? Cause Im, Im tryin to make it to Uranus See thats a little Don Juan game All across your chest like Sean John name Niggas tryin to figure out since Kan came Who the rookie of the year, me or LeBron James? They say whoa, dont get caught up in the hype Aint no tellin they gon love you after tonight Well if tonights the night, pop bottles, fuck models Spend money til you broke, my nigga live your life! Ah-ha! Shorty gettin it in with me Shorty gettin it in with me She said I brought some friends with me, but I dont know why Because they aint gettin in with me Shorty gettin it in with me Shorty gettin it in with me She said I brought some friends with me, but I dont know why Because they aint gettin in with me Shorty gettin it in with me, 600 Benz with me She wanna spend with me, uhh She see me roll up the bud, then thug out the club Cause I got my mens with me, uhh She said she leavin her friends for me They aint gettin in with her, cause she gon bend for me, uhh Her tongue spin like a rim for me, do what she can for me Look like a ten for me, uhh Now shorty is out with me, usin her mouth for me She lookin out for me, uhh She said Kiss where you live, I said you see the Bridge When you step on the balcony, lets go Shorty gettin it in with me Shorty gettin it in with me She said I brought some friends with me, but I dont know why Because they aint gettin in with me Shorty gettin it in with me Shorty gettin it in with me She said I brought some friends with me, but I dont know why Because they aint gettin in with me Ah-ha!

Yeah, check check, testing Its clear out there, yeah Its like Im hang glidin over the hood, ha Never worry Check, let there be light No gang bangin in New York tonight Just murals of Biggie Smalls, bigger than life Turn up the kid mic ‘cause yall aint listenin right Whats all this talk that Nas got bought? Id rather outline my body in white chalk Aint nobody been where I been, they at a stand still This is all overseen by my man Will As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I know that I aint got much time left And they dont really wanna see the good in me Aint satisfied until they see the fool in me And I know my business, so my sins great And I thank the hood for all the love they gave And I forgive em all, they did they best to hate Oh, let there be light! This aint to glorify, just painting a street picture Theres no guidance or Bibles, just blunts and swishers Gillettes cut caine in kitchen Now every rapper wanna claim he hang with Kenneth "Supreme" McGriff, and Its like the same difference except when niggas get arraigned They dont want the same sentence, niggas get to snitchin If I could reverse demises and turn falls to rises And bring back the niggas who was livest Old hustlers, reminiscing on better days They home, doing nothing, might as well be in a cage Hating on young brothers, one foot in the grave They used to love us Till we found our own way through the maze New York, set trippin and flaggin Got the West Coast laughin Now Escos askin, "What happened?" My homegirl from upper Manhattan; she remembers the quarters thats Latin, a lot of rat-a-tat-tattin As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I know that I aint got much time left And they dont really wanna see the good in me Aint satisfied until they see the fool in me And I know my business, so my sins great And I thank the hood for all the love they gave And I forgive em all, they did they best to hate Oh, let there be light! The son of the audio cassette era, TEC wearer Bullets and baguettes, Benz Bose Speaker Terror Deman I get mine till Im dead, so I can drive somethin red Like that horse standing on its hind legs Since Arnold and Willis in they bunk beds I wanted bread like Wonder Not Ned the Wino like the parents of Lionel Nas is the Ghetto American Idol No matter what you do youre never getting my title I cant sound smart, ‘cause yall will run away They say I aint hungry no more and I dont talk about Ye Like theres no other way for a ex-hustler Cake getter, the ex-wig splitter to touch you, I beg to differ When youre four years into the game We can have a conversation Eight years in the game, I invite you on vacation Ten years in the game, after Ive enjoyed my fame Only then I let you pick my brain, niggas Right about now I dont even deal with all that garbage We getting real right, you know? That is Tre Williams, ladies and gentlemen Focus on good things, man, good times, heh-heh, alright As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I know that I aint got much time left And they dont really wanna see the good in me Aint satisfied until they see the fool in me And I know my business, so my sins great And I thank the hood for all the love they gave And I forgive em all, they did they best to hate Oh, let there be light! As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I know that I aint got much time left And they dont really wanna see the good in me Aint satisfied until they see the fool in me And I know my business, so my sins great And I thank the hood for all the love they gave And I forgive em all, they did they best to hate Oh, let there be light! Oh let it be, let it be, yeah Let it be, let it be

GOOD Music, Yeezy If you ask me Anybody who ain’t tell you you was beautiful today need their ass beat As we proceed, Island breeze, light the weed I couldn’t find the words on how I feel But what I lacked in skill I made up for in real Time, the most precious thing a man could give Because what she givn back is why that man can live We need to take a break, minus the screech, oh Find a resort, what? Private beach, Oooh Pina colada sippin, by the sunset My mission is to find every position, we aint done yet Take my heart, take my love Take my body, come build my home Stay with me di Iyawo mi Cause you love me I will be your Scape goat honey Cause you came through for me You gave me break through baby Baby Boo I can see your eyes Say you don jam many fools for your life Them go come as lovers as them disguise But as time goes by, na your body be the price Your back side sef...wey you carry na die Thats why sometimes I no dey surprise Them go say them love you but that na lie Chop and clean mouth, tell you bye bye Me sef i no tell you say na me holy pass Some people dey talk say i dey use jazz Them say I bush, Some say I razz Them say I be nobody, I no get class, Well Ive been bad and I know it and Im sorry - wanna show it But no one would give me a chance to prove myself Despite what youve heard of me You still went ahead to be with me You have chosen to be there for me To you, I make this vow I say... You getting louder than a two year old drumset Thats a mean gift, you work a mean stick You’re like a phoenix, you could be my phoenix Just rub your hands all over my v-neck Swag, swag on Mach 5 Pac, cause dont it feel like Pac alive? Feel my apocalypse, feel like I could just Touch heaven with a Goddess in my fingertips And I’m just trying to kiss every single lips Hey Yeezy, what’s your next single is? That Dbanj causing hysteria Soon as we hop of the plane in Nigeria Omo toh good oh Oh nice oh Omo toh clean oh Omo to set oh Toh sweet oh

Ive been waiting my life and I stayed on my grind Now I made up my mind, its been way too much time Thats why Its impossible, and you know that I dont wanna hear that bullshit I wanna hear that official shit Kanye and that Twista shit Thats so impossible to get it Get it, thats so impossible to get it Get it, thats so impossible to get it Aint no way that you could pull up to the party In a Bentley blowing B, gettin club like this Aint no way that you could cook up in the studio With Kanye and get it jukin in the club like this Aint no way that you gon win Dust some haters off while Im sippin on my Henn Holla at a chick while she sippin on her gin And I got the mobsters hollerin at her friends For you to ever be the nicest You wont get gangsta or get righteous You aint never stood on a tip like this You aint never stood for no shit like this For you to get it if you dont wanna win Get up off yo ass and go for yours, Im goin for mine Now you aint from the ride what Im in, know what Im sayin? Ive been waiting my life and I stayed on my grind Now I made up my mind, its been way too much time Thats why Its impossible, and you know that I dont wanna hear that bullshit I wanna hear that official shit Kanye and that Twista shit Thats so impossible to get it Get it, thats so impossible to get it Get it, thats so impossible to get it Its impossible for you to ever get with me Because of how I ride on the track Got the bitch in the back of the Bentley Used to have the bitch in the back of the Cadillac Niggas always hatin Even before I came out with Po Pimp You be sittin back and be talkin your shit I cant help but I see you though, I dont get it Lil mama, for you to fit all that ass in them jeans Movin kinda wilder, turnin regular jeans into low riders Tell me, can I be your man? For you to ever deny that Im about Chi-Town Represent the city with the deal for twelve years And sell a couple of mil and still hold it down, thats impossible Ive been waiting my life and I stayed on my grind Now I made up my mind, its been way too much time Thats why Its impossible, and you know that I dont wanna hear that bullshit I wanna hear that official shit Kanye and that Twista shit Thats so impossible to get it Get it, thats so impossible to get it Get it, thats so impossible to get it Get it, roll the weed up and lit it Smoke a little but dont admit it Do it like I did, too late, I did it The controversy cant worse me, man Im eating but Im still thirsty and Thirsty, what is you sayin? I got a duel with a couple niggas, thats Thursday, man Why the hell is Im worryin? Hoppin out the Benz with the perfect 10 "Man, your life must be perfect, man Look at how they came up with the perfect plan" Its impossible Got strip clubs playin gospitel, flow so sick in the hospital You know I jammed out like Pacll do You know you throw your diamonds when I rock with you Since Michael Jackson made "Rock With You" I done did shit on Logical Maybe cause we did the impossible Baby, we done did the impossible Ive been waiting my life and I stayed on my grind Now I made up my mind, its been way too much time Thats why Its impossible, and you know that I dont wanna hear that bullshit I wanna hear that official shit Kanye and that Twista shit Thats so impossible to get it Get it, thats so impossible to get it Get it, thats so impossible to get it I dont wanna hear that bullshit I wanna hear that official shit Kanye and that Twista shit Thats so impossible to get it Get it, thats so impossible to get it Get it, thats so impossible to get it Its impossible Its just impossible Its impossible

Sex, sex tell me Sex, sex tell me Oh my god, youre so hot Pull my hair, let me get on top Oh my god, soaking wet Back and forth till we break the bed When you read my mind, get down and discover me Im an open door, let you come inside of me Want to put my hands around your neck Gonna take you to a place that you will not forget Sex, what you know about sex? Tell me what you know about sex Sex, what you know about sex? Oh my god, youre so hot Pull my hair, let me get on top Oh my god, soaking wet Back and forth till we break the bed You got a bad attitude I like to grind it on you And when I let you put it on me You better give me what I want, baby Oh my god Let me clean your wound, I can be your nurse Got the antidote, please show me where it hurts Can you be my father? Tell me what to do You can punish me and maybe I will punish you Sex, what you know about sex? Tell me what you know about sex Sex, what you know about sex? Oh my god, youre so hot Pull my hair, let me get on top Oh my god, soaking wet Back and forth till we break the bed You got a bad attitude I like to grind it on you And when I let you put it on me You better give me what I want, baby Oh my A lesson in sexology Twisted rope, handcuffs Blindfolds, string of pearls Neckties, silk scarf Silver chains, pretty girls Thigh-highs, leather mask High heels, golden mask Perfume, switchblade Absinthe, novocaine Chopsticks, underwear Barber soap, dental chair Fishnets, satin sheets Garter belt, raw meat Candlelight, keyhole Leather belt, meat stove Golden shower, latex thong Licorice whip, strap it on Oh my god, youre so hot Pull my hair, let me get on top Oh my god, soaking wet Back and forth till we break the bed You got a bad attitude I like to grind it on you And when I let you put it on me You better give me what I want, baby Sex

No one wants to fall out of heaven Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh Uh uhh Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh Fall back in the pussy like swoosh, swoosh, woosh Ballin money woos, woos, woos Yall niggas got jokes, hot jokes Bruce, Bruce, Bruce Dog, Im about to get loose, loose, loose All night tryna dutty wine Woke up my dick crooked as the Nike sign Pops what you doin’ when you had me on? I could duck when you had me on No one wants to fall out of heaven And as those sweet tears fall from the sky This girl gon hate me forever And as those sweet tears fall from the sky No one wants to fall out of heaven She used to get dick from Kanye West So if you ever see her give her Kanyes best Her man in the store tryna try his best But he just cant seem to get Kanye fresh And I just cant seem to get that nigga broke And I dont know how you get that nigga jokes but And if you ever dont than get at me, at me We be ballin like the athletes The shoes you were wearing were so last week No one wants to fall out of heaven And as those sweet tears fall from the sky This girl gon hate me forever And as those sweet tears fall from the sky No one wants to fall out of heaven What are we chasing? It feels like were changing Those on clouds Learn to debate YAH Aint no love in the playground Go away! Chained to the bounce now Aint no love in the playground Thats a long way And as those sweet tears fall from the sky This girl gon hate me forever Nothing that I can do to unbreak your heart Im just doing my part And I try my best not to bring it up Just look the other way Used to live in wonder You were struck and now your love feels like thunder Thunder Thunder Thunder You can see through the veil And forget all your cares Throw them Throw them away

Yeah! Uh This song right here changed my life… come on, come on! God showed me the way, now the devil can’t break me down Between the girls and the jewelry The devil tryin’ lure me, it fury me My pastors shakin’ his head He ain’t sure of me, but surely They asked, do you say your prayers at least two a week? I ain’t talking to God, I know what I’ve been doin’ G Do you know how I be embarrassed? My prayers sound like Ben Stiller’s on Meet the Parents And I ain’t good, what they give us this day The slaves is trying to give us this free I’m trying to give us this pay Man, you know how ‘dem strippers was We was all ghetto fabulous All at the rooms in the Sybaris From this jacuzzi water, can you cleanse us? Can you please unfog my Cartier lenses? God sends signs sometimes only in glimpses For me I almost died, falling asleep in them Benzes It’s something about this beat that get me tranquilized And when I play it at my shows I feel sanctified And He gives me direction when I can’t decide He is alive How can you tell me that He aint when I said God showed me the way, now the devil cant break me down The only thing that I pray is that my feet dont fail me now And now I think there is something that I can say now thatll right my wrongs I finally talked to God, I aint afraid cause His love is so strong Open your eyes, theres smoke in the skies The Beast is holdin a lies Everywhere we move, motion denied Emotion derived from posters of pride Of African, cultures and tribes Who live when we suppose they die Laugh when we suppose they cry The pain we holding inside Cause all we really know is survive Use that to remember were kings Thats why we so addicted to diamonds and rings And cutless supremes Seen Diana Ross remember that my sisters is queens The Lord is coming -- for now, he visit in dreams For every mission it seems impossible Speak to the gospel to remind me what God can do When its not logical To those in hospitals and prisons Low-income living For them I say a prayer keep giving Learning to receive My heart is burnin to achieve Even when its hard to breathe, I still believe that God showed me the way, now the devil cant break me down The only thing that I pray is that my feet dont fail me now Before you take my name, take my fame While you at it take my shame Take my flaws, take my blame? Feel my dirt, conceal my hurt See my bruise, do this and you will walk in my shoes You wasnt there when I was in deep thought When I had two choices: kill him, or either leave New York But Im a truth teller, thats why I say what Im saying And the only thing the radio playing Is cause you be paying It aint about who really hot no more Beats wit knock no more So who cares who flop no more? I realize that most labels pay you for lies And only law dudes can disguise That your favorite artist I know you hear that You wanna fear that? Your worst dream is that you was gonna hear that Icon to rap is like John the Baptist Prepared the way for what I came to say today They deceived us, having thinking Jesus Really didnt need us, when He loved the old days He loved them boys in the hallway up in Broadway Even those who re up for dope, every four days To the strippers in broad day up in Norway To the Detroit player gators in Marbres With me, its not just bars of music I walk with God, I got the scars to prove it God show me the way, now the devil cant break me down The only thing that I pray is that my feet dont fail me now Everybody out there Just lift your hands right now Just say this with me Father, I thank you For forgiving me of everything Ive ever done For Jesus walking with me For dying for me Raising for me And all my sins have been forgiven Im a changed man Im healed, Im delivered, Im rich And its all because of Him Now walk with me Walk with me, walk, walk, walk with me Walk with me

I can do the pretty girl rock, rock Rock to the pretty girl rock, rock, rock My name is Keri, Im so very Fly, oh my, its a little bit scary Boys wanna marry, looking at my derrière You can stare, but if you touch it, Ima bury Pretty as a picture Sweeter than a swisher Mad cause Im cuter than the girl thats with ya I aint gotta talk about it, baby, you can see it But if you want, Ill be happy to repeat it My name is Keri, Im so very Fly, oh my, its a little bit scary Boys wanna marry, looking at my derrière You can stare but if you touch it Imma bury Pretty as a picture Sweeter than a swisher Mad cause Im cuter than the girl thats with ya I can talk about it cause I know that Im pretty And if you know it too, then ladies sing it with me All eyes on me when I walk in No question that this girls a ten Dont hate me cause Im beautiful Dont hate me cause Im beautiful My walk, my talk, the way I drip Its not my fault, so please dont trip Dont hate me cause Im beautiful Dont hate me cause Im beautiful For the nigga, they love to hate But all the bad model girls, they love to date You need to check my swag and get up to date Check, check, check my swag and get up to date Cause when we cut, Im razor blading Im so lazer, Im so major Im so Flava, Im so Flava Baby, I should have a clock on While ya get ya, get ya, get ya pretty girl rock on For all my girls from Atlanta out to Stockholm And they looking like "what the hell you got on?" "What you mean, babygirl? I got homes!" Different cribs, new whips And Im feelin fly, fly like a G6 Fly, my swag hit on ladies unknowingly Pleased to meet ya, its a pleasure knowing me Back when I was poor I used to pull em with my poetry Tick that yes or no for me, I guarantee she go with me But the only thing I need to know right nows What a pretty girl like you doing in this part of town With a city girl swag and a country girl smile I mean, you demoralizing bitches with your style Wow, well how about now? My jewelry so loud, my girls so wow I mean, I mean swag so loud I guess thats the reason all the concerts sell out Aye, now do the pretty girl rock, rock, rock Do the pretty girl rock, rock, rock Do the pretty girl rock, rock All my ladies do the pretty girl rock, rock, rock Do the pretty girl rock, rock, rock Do the pretty girl rock, rock, rock Do the pretty girl rock Now where you at? If youre looking for me you can catch me Cameras flashing, daddys turned his head as soon as I passed him Girls think Im conceited cause I know Im attractive Dont worry about what I think, why dont you ask him? Get yourself together dont hate Jealousys the ugliest trait I can talk about it cause I know that Im pretty And if you know it too, then ladies sing it with me All eyes on me when I walk in No question that this girls a ten Dont hate me cause Im beautiful Dont hate me cause Im beautiful My walk, my talk, the way I drip Its not my fault, so please dont trip Dont hate me cause Im beautiful Dont hate me cause Im beautiful All eyes on me when I walk in No question that this girls a ten Dont hate me cause Im beautiful Dont hate me cause Im beautiful My walk my talk the way I dress Its not my fault so please dont trip Dont hate me cause Im beautiful Dont hate me cause Im beautiful

With good understanding And a lot of patience You can make it, yes you can Beyond your wildest dreams Here we are in the prime of life Were so ripe Yeah the times right Here we go and were high of expectations Lets not waste them Oh the sunshine in your eyes could break the ice I can tell that you deserve the best in life If I offer you the chance to live tonight Then take it We can make it Dont wait til tomorrow Dont wait til tomorrow, lets go Dont wait til tomorrow We waited all our lives Dont waste another day Hesitation will only get you nowhere Dont just stand there Every moment is a gift Heres your moment to live Dont have no fear Oh the sunshine in your eyes could break the ice I can tell that you deserve the best in life If I offer you the chance to live tonight Then take it We can make it Its our time Its our evening Dont let it slip away Tomorrows too late Its our night, please dont leave me If youre lost Ill help you find your way Your way to tomorrow Oh dont you know were gonna get together Your way to tomorrow Dont wait til tomorrow Oh were gonna get together

For the lot in the silver I dont wanna look to the past I know From a fountain in silver I would let you know To a fine line All that emotion Do you run? Does the conscience build up Ill be the last to know To a fine line Hell be last, yeah Hell be last Every time Every time And the stars will align You aint lying You gon take me to the light Every time Every time Were not always eye to eye But youre always by my side And when Im in my darkness Keep it rational I just read the words you write Hell be last to know Hell be last And you still take me to the light Every time You still take me to the light Every time And the stars will align You aint lying You aint lying You aint lying You gon take me to the light Every time Every time Every time Theres a tree out in the field Where I first felt that it was real Aint no "look alive" Aint no "other side" Tree aint gotta listen Tree aint got an eye But it can feel the vibe It can touch the sky What a sense of balance Trees catching fire What a way to die And you still take me to the light Every time You still take me to the light Every time And the stars will align You aint lying You aint lying You aint lying You gon take me to the light Every time Every time Time We know there are stars above us Like we know were alive And though times are changing And we cant see the other side Keep it classy though Two points still form a line And you still take me to the— And you still take me to the light Every time You still take me to the light Every time And the stars will align You aint lying You aint lying You aint lying You gon take me to the light Every time Every time Every time

Father This prayer is for everyone that feels theyre not good enough This prayers for everybody that feels theyre too messed up For everyone that feels theyve said "Im sorry" too many times Let them know thats why you took the nail So we could have eternal life If all Gods children would get down on their knees and pray And give up all of those things that pull our hearts away You will forgive all of our wrong and make us brand new again But I wont make it, God, if you let go of my hand Thats why we need more Yes, Im searching for you, Im looking for Yes I am, in Your arms is where I feel Theyre killing our babies in the streets, I call out for I need just a little bit more of some Just a mustard seed, Im looking for You for Prayer for our homes and our families We just wanna be Cant you hear the trumpet sound, I think I hear

Yeah, 9th Wonder on the beat I cant front man, you got some hot beats Its your boy Kanye To The Got Consequence in here , Little Brother Yeah, I want yall to listen Question Now how the hell I end up arguing with this bitch? Know everything, but dont know shit Kinda reminiscent of Anna Nicole Smith I just turn my music up like Damn thats some cold shit I mighta known her bout a couple of months Since then she gained a couple of chunks She went from being a strobe light To that old lady on Boomerang Lady Eloise I need no lights And I swear she a riot folks How she order all that food and a motherfucking Diet Coke? He said You lying yo, why is you lying yo? Cut it out, quit it G, you hurting my kid-i-neys Naw, she talking bout a couple of kids for me Shes hinting at a ring from Tiffanys Right then and there I had an epiphany I swear since that day Ive been treating fat hoes differently Aww, I see now You was hurt and you on the rebound Ben & Jerrys and Mickey Ds now And you just gone gain all that weight on me now Naw , fall back If I aint a player then what the hell you call that? A nigga disrespect me Imma be in all black But baby if you let me Imma take it all back I write verses, do shows for a living Hoes, they look at me like every day Thanksgiving Peep, check how Im living, white Ts, free jeans Shotgun and Capris, big height like Yao Ming And it seems the style then how they go out they way Just to prove they dedicated and devoted to Ray I guess it goes how they say, that that pimp will repay Thats why I put em to the test like every day Not like the G.E.D. or an S.A.T Pop quiz, let em know that they meal aint free Its on like a college degree when you following me Without the entry level job theres a modelling fee So when I tell you Get em girl and you prove that you true I let you bolt up on the block with the rest of the crew This just a couple of trials that we put em through Let a nigga know now what you tryna do, for real Aww, I see now You was hurt and you on the rebound Ben & Jerrys and Mickey Ds now And you just gone gain all that weight on me now Naw , fall back If I aint a player then what the hell you call that? A nigga disrespect me Imma be in all black But baby if you let me Imma take it all back Phonte the five star syllablist, females I hit em with deliberate styles for me to try to lay with them And then chill around the way with them Like her name was Lisa, Angela, Pamela, Renee and them Spat game, when it come to my ex dames? I keep em in-line like rollerblades at the X-Games Phonte never was the type to kirk out and stress thangs Till the album dropped now you thinking my rep changed Look, we aint sleeping on the floor no more But its a strange misconception I aint poor no more Thats bullshit, if they aint paying, fuck a Promo tour Id rather keep my ass home and hit the porno store So we hit the sex shop cause she wanted to get with me Two shots of gnac she started acting so giggly Nine months later she went into delivery And since then I treat my baby mama so differently, word Aww, I see now You was hurt and you on the rebound Ben & Jerrys and Mickey Ds now And you just gone gain all that weight on me now Naw , fall back If I aint a player then what the hell you call that? A nigga disrespect me Imma be in all black But baby if you let me Imma take it all back All back, yo I swear Imma take this truck back man I mean I got the new G5, whatever That shit be in shop every two weeks I told em, I told em if yall dont take this back And give me all my money back and trade me in for the CL Im gonna put it on this Little Brother song in two weeks and And they aint believe me but Now Imma let yall know dont go out and buy the G5 I swear like its a bad look for the girls Really they get in the car And they always wanna look over and be like Aw nigga, your check engine light on, its on Im like Your top on So we got two things we tryna get off right here They dont like that I take it back, I take it back, I just say it to get you mad I take it back, I could prove, I could prove something to you Yo, yo I been in North Carolina for two days Wheres the hoes at my nig?

Ohh, dont act like you care about me Ohh, don’t act like you care about me Ohh, dont act like you care about me Dont act like you care about me, don’t act like you care about me Saved by the bell Fuck it, you only live once Done with all the stuntin down the pipeline Cept for a nigga like me I done lived at least eight lifetimes Bitch, you got too much jokes Aha, everything you say funny Talkin bout, "Aha, ha, ha", bitch, that shit aint funny Im a little jealous, but I always trust my gut Im a little jealous, but I always trust my gut I can- I can calculate the shit Let me lead this bitch, let me lead this bitch This bitch laughin’ at this nigga joke Ah, yeah, I’ma see this bitch Let me fuck you from the back, though Let me fuck you while Im mad, though On God, fuck a stripper bitch like Amber Rose Bitch ain’t never stick it in the back door Ridin with this nigga, all on, all on-on that nigga dick Oh shit, God damn work Bitch, shut the fuck up fore we get home, bitch, ahh You gon believe this bitch now? Oh, Ye, oh, Ye, what you talkin’ bout? In the front verse, oh, you should walk it out I dont even give a fuck if you talkin bout What the fuck you want that fame, what you talkin bout me? Im singin this lowkey, you sittin here before me Everytime that you phone me And Im feelin like a worst guy, had me feelin like its rest time Listen, baby, for me, listen, baby, for me I just want that bag if you add it, I just want to know if you ridin I just want free time that we on this I just feel like we come with that low shit If you wanna sip on that Bud Light, on that Bud Light If you wanna get here, get your love right if youre alright Im so glad, Im so glad Im so high, uh, Im so high They so mad, uh, Im so high Ohh, dont act like you care about me Ohh, dont act like you care about me Ohh And I want a 20 on my chain, it dangles Bands on me, I just might fuck your bitch like Bang Bros So much jewelry on my neck, my fuckin bank froze And I wanna fuck it while Im watchin bank roll Cut the roof off, you cant breathe when I smash it Diamonds on funk and I bleed when Im ashin Cut the roof off, you cant breathe when I smash it Diamonds on funk and I bleed when Im ashin Ride on my wrist, I got your ride on my wrist Rollie on them bands when I ride on my wrist Five on the fist, cop five on the fist Then I want a forty, got five on my wrist And I know youre no snake, been fuckin on my bae Im fuckin up a check and I wonder why Been down on-on the tracks and Im flippin on a bitch Im fuckin up a check and I wonder why And I musta be a bun digger chanter And I musta cutta fund that I shot up And I go, and I go, and I said I go Hannibal, diamonds up, aint no matter, though Racks in the bank, its up, Im on the payroll Im the one, I choose to paper chase, baby Racks in the bank, its up, Im on the payroll Im the one, I choose the paper Ohh, dont act like you care about me Ohh, dont act like you care about me Ohh

Oh, oh-oh, oh Oh, oh-oh, oh P-P-P-Poker face, p-p-poker face No Ceilings Oh, oh-oh, oh Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh P-P-P-Poker face, p-p-poker face Ahem Um, she say— say can fuck me right I made her fuck her friend She said, "Don’t call her a dyke" But thats gay, ha! I met her on Monday and fucked her all week Cause every time she leave, she come back to the tree She know I love brain so I treat her like a geek She love the way I spit, so I made the pussy gleek Wildn with my niggas, and I don’t give a fuck So I circle the bitches, we rounding em up I treat her like I need her, Im knowing if I eat her She gon tell Quita, and Quita like the media "Woopty-woop" to the Bloods Her lipstick match my flag—thats swag Weezy F. Baby got nuts that drag I put em in your mouth til you choke and gag Oh, oh-oh, oh Oh, oh-oh, oh P-P-P-Poker face P-P-Poker face Oh, oh-oh, oh Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh P-P-P-Poker face P-P-Poker face Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh Chi-Town girl , bag match her heels Her ass hella fake, but it feel real And it felt great when we had sex I tore her out the frame, like pics of my ex From my aspect, I love your assets I love your mini-skirt Its easy access Pipe game never mediocre So that relationship is over once I poke her She said she wanted a tour of the tour bus So I gave her a tour of the tour bus It was all us on the tour bus And she did all us On the tour bus, like... Oh, oh-oh, oh Oh, oh-oh, oh P-P-P-Poker face P-P-P-Poker face Oh, oh-oh, oh Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh P-P-P-Poker face P-P-P-Poker face P-P-P-Poker face P-P-Poker face P-P-P-Poker face P-P-Poker face

Welcome to your life Diamond through the light This Miami vice Its that life Dodging bullets in the air when Theres cameras everywhere, yeah You dont know how to act right Everybody wants to rule the world For my theme song My leather black jeans on My by-any-means on Pardon, Im gettin my scream on Enter the kingdom But watch who you bring home They see a black man with a white woman At the top floor they gon come to kill King Kong Middle America packed in Came to see me in my black skin Number one question theyre askin Fuck every question you askin If I dont get ran out by Catholics Here come some conservative Baptists Claiming Im overreactin Like them black kids in Chiraq, bitch Actin on your worst behavior Turn your back on all your haters Everybody wants to rule the- Everybody wants to rule the world The world But theres nowhere to go And theres no way to slow If I knew what I knew in the past I wouldve been blacked out on your ass Yea-ah Everybody Yea-ah, oh Everybody Yea-ah, uhh-uh Four in the mornin, and Im zonin Everybody wants to rule the world They say Im possessed, its an omen I keep it 300, like the Romans The world, the world, the world 300 bitches, where the Trojans? Baby, we livin in the moment The world, the world, the world Ive been a menace for the longest But I aint finished, Im devoted And you know it, and you know it Stop all that coon shit Early morning cartoon shit This is that goon shit Fuck up your whole afternoon shit Im aware Im a wolf Soon as the moon hit Im aware Im a king Back out the tomb, bitch Black out the room, bitch Stop all that coon shit These niggas aint doin shit Them niggas aint doin shit Come on homie what happened You niggas aint breathin, you gaspin These niggas aint ready for action-action Ready-ready for action Four in the mornin, and Im zonin I think Im possessed, its an omen I keep it 300, like the Romans 300 bitches, where the Trojans? Baby, we livin in the moment Ive been a menace for the longest But I aint finished, Im devoted And you know it, and you know it So follow me up cause this shit bout to go Im doin 500, Im outta control But theres nowhere to go And theres no way to slow If I knew what I knew in the past I wouldve been blacked out on your ass God God God God God God God God God God God Everybody wanna rule it Get inside it, why they do it Everybody, ride a little bit Everybody, body do it Do it, do it

So we did it again Knowing we should quit it, but we simply wont admit it again Oh it feels good, its so good, but I wont do it again Its so dramatic again After we go at it, we get mad then we go at it again Oh I love it, then I hate it, shes my favorite Again Im wasting time I cant help it shes so fine Oh I like her style And I love the way she talks and I smile As much as we may try Cant quite see eye to eye So in the meantime, I guess we say bye-bye Oh, and then, we do it again We do it again and we do it again Oh, and then, we do it again We want it again, and we want it again So we fake it again I think were gonna blow it, and we know it But shes naked again We get wasted, then I taste it, then I waste it again I cant invite her again Cause shell go from a lover to a fighter And Ill fight her again So its over, but I told her to come over Again Im wasting time But shes always on my mind I cant let her go Oh, shes not the best, but shes all that I know As much as we may try Cant quite see eye to eye So in the meantime I guess we say bye-bye Oh, and then, we do it again We do it again and we do it again Oh, and then, we do it again We want it again, and we want it again So Ive got a new friend I wish I could forget you But I miss you, wanna kiss you again Well, shes like you, but shes not you, gotta find you again So we remember again The middle of December and I took you out to dinner again Oh I love her, its not over, just another again Oh, its another again- I love her, its another again...

Lyrics from Live Performance Dear Lord, make it alright, nothing else ever feels right Dear Lord, make it alright, nothing else ever feels right Nah, nah, nah, nothing else ever feels right Exhausted, never been the right time to go Gotta get the right time to go Never the right time to go You gotta choose your steps Gotta make a right before you left Gotta make a right before you- Everybody wanna feel like Evеrything gon be right New me ovеr the old me Let it out, let it all out God, please set it alright Make it right, let it feel right Nothing else ever feels right Nothing else ever feels right Save me, yeah, make it alright Bow heads cause its alright, alright, mm Twenty-four hours, twenty-four candles, twenty-four hours Dear God, make it alright, only you can make it alright Dear Lord, make it alright, nothing else ever feels right Dear God, make it alright, nothing else ever feels right Na, na, na, nothing else ever feels right Save me, yeah, make it alright Bow heads cause its alright, alright, mm Twenty-four hours, twenty-four candles, twenty-four hours Ah, yeah, yeah Yeah-yeah, yeah Throw our hands up in the sky, yes, Lord, we put em high We only one breath away We only one breath away, you know we gon be okay Know you alive and Gods not finished Know you alive and Gods not finished I know you alive and Gods not finished I know you alive and Gods not finished The Devils a lie and now he finished The Devils a lie and now he finished The Devils a lie and now he finished The Devils a lie and now he finished Be okay I know you dont wanna be here some times We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay Gods not finished, Gods not finished Gods not finished, Gods not finished Gods not finished, Gods not finished Gods not finished, Gods not finished We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay Gods not finished, Gods not finished Gods not finished, Gods not finished Throw our hands up in the sky, yes, Lord, we put em high I know you alive and Gods not finished I know you alive and Gods not finished I know you alive and Gods not finished I know you alive and Gods not finished The Devils a lie and now he finished The Devils a lie and now he finished The Devils a lie and now he finished The Devils a lie and now he finished I know you dont wanna be here some times We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay Gods not finished, Gods not finished Gods not finished, Gods not finished Gods not finished, Gods not finished Gods not finished, Gods not finished We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay We gonna be okay, we gonna be okay Gods not finished, Gods not finished Gods not finished, Gods not finished Throw our hands in the sky, yes, Lord, we put em high Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

Where we met, I had to give her mad respect She was with her man, he took a drag from her cigarette He told her hell be back, he jumped in the meter cab Gestured to her cell to tell her where to meet him at Now she was mad, and I was looking for my car She had some plastic bags, coming from the supermarket Cooking for his ass, how she gone get to the projects? She ain’t got no cash, and she strugglin while walkin So I drive past, yo I say "I ain’t no stalker wit yo big ole ass Here’s my help I’m tryna offer, I give you a lift" Who woulda knew it turn to this? now we in the mix Baby moved up in my crib and she left her ex Damn we speedin Now girl, you mean the world to me Now girl, you mean the world to me I’m a king, youre a queen His and hers sinks and the diamond rings You don’t have to look back at him Just get your bags packed and then A new life soon begins Like I told you when I’m in, I’m in I’m a king, youre a queen His and hers sinks and the diamond rings You don’t have to look back at him Just get your bags packed and then A new life soon begins Like I told you when I’m in, I’m in I’m a king, youre a queen His and hers sinks and the diamond rings You don’t have to look back at him Just get your bags packed and then A new life soon begins Like I told you when I’m in, I’m in Baby girl had a son He was three, yeah I took him in Now she call him little me, I even look like him Nah, I mean he look like me, a couple shades darker She be calling him Blackie, that’s cause his real father jet black So she treat him like it’s a setback I don’t respect that Now his pops calling collect at the new crib on the new number Now how he get that? See, now I knew we was a mismatch I’m laid back, you too used to getting pimp smacked I see where I went wrong at I just tried to bring out the queen in you But when you make a girl leave her man You never really know where she stand How you know she really yours? Somebody could do the same to you Ohh-oh Ohh-ohh-oh, oh Oh Ohh-oh Ohh-ohh-oh, oh

Why would she make calls out the blue Now Im awake, sleep or Hey, hey, hey, hey Dont say you will, unless you will Hey, hey, hey, hey Dont say you will, then play you will, I pray you will Hey, hey, hey, hey Dont say you will, you do Hey, hey, hey, hey Dont say you will, one day you will, I pray you will When I grab your neck, I touch your soul Take off your cool, then lose control Hey, hey, hey, hey Dont say you will, you will, you will Hey, hey, hey, hey Dont say you will, if you will, I pray you will I wish this song would really come true I wish this song would really come true I wish this song, this song could play and could come true I wish this song, "Say You Will," would come true I wish this song I admit I still fantasize about you, about you I admit I, dont say, I admit I, dont say I admit I Hey, hey, hey, hey I admit I, I admit I Dont say you will, you will, you will Say you will, say you will Dont say I, dont say I Hey, hey, hey, hey Please say you will, for real, I pray you will

Cant come around They gon wanna bring you down No one knows just whats inside Doing dope and doing time Why they messing with your mind Black maybe... I heard a white mans yes is a black maybe I was delivered in this world as a crack baby Hard for me to pay attention and I act crazy Gotta get over from the tip, I watch the fat lady Sing a song, on how we guerillas in warfare And Im the kingest kong They say we dreaming wrong Them same strips that them older cats lingered on Now the Walgreens is gone, hope is killed fiends are born We leanin on a wall that aint that aint stable Its hard to turn on the hood that made you To leave we afraid to The same streets that raised you can age you With other black birds thats caged too A rage up in Harlem and the southside Brothers is starving with their mouth wide open Floating across state got the workout plans so they can move weight The fate of the black man, woman, and child: maybe Cant come around They gon wanna bring you down No one knows just whats inside Doing dope and doing time Why they messing with your mind Black maybe... Cant come around They gon wanna bring you down No one knows just whats inside Doing dope and doing time Why they messing with your mind Black maybe... He had game since he used to hoop at Chatham Neither the ghetto nor defenders could trap him The stones had his back and theyd pat him He was living a life they couldnt fathom Colleges getting at him with all type of scholarships Even if he went they knew hed leave college quick For the pros the one from the hood that was chose The black rose that grew in the jungle But humble stud still had rumble in his blood Women all around giving him trouble love You know the love when you up they down Cause you wrap a ball they round Your win is their crown Dudes in the circle he known for years Shared beers and cheers but chose different careers When paper and fame came they aint know how to react Them same studs shot him in the back Now thats black...maybe Cant come around They gon wanna bring you down No one knows just whats inside Doing dope and doing time Why they messing with your mind Black maybe... Cant come around They gon wanna bring you down No one knows just whats inside Doing dope and doing time Why they messing with your mind Black maybe... When we talk about black maybe We talk about situations Of people of color and because you are that color You endure obstacles and opposition And not all the time from... from other nationalities Sometimes it come from your own kind Or maybe even your own mind You get judged..you get laughed at... you get looked at wrong You get sighted for not being strong The struggle of just being you The struggle of just being us... black maybe Black maybe... Cant come around They gon wanna bring you down No one knows just whats inside Doing dope and doing time Why they messing with your mind Black maybe...

Victory won in a world of Hennessy and guns Too young for the marches, but I remember these drums The stark reality of wars and battles We fought for ours, caught in ghetto tragedy I talk to my aunt named Mattie Lee And recognize the importance of family Hand me a joint, good music, and room to breathe Those that doubt Com will soon believe Cant judge the weave, my lady had one Im more like a fool for soul and passion The price of gas rises, street life is pumpin fast, lives is I watched Crash and realize that we all survivors No religion or race could ever describe us My guys do dirt, do dirt, but never really talk about it Forever begins just because I thought about it Living once again Living, then youre gone Living, then youre gone Living and then youre gone Living, then youre gone Ashes and snowfalls, I wonder when the roll call For Heaven gon come, forever gon come Its a cold world and I can never go numb Look fear in the eyes and say, "Im never gon run" Sooner or later I know the cheddar gon come For now I write the world letters to better the young On tree, by jury, together we hung Now we let our chains hang and gangbang to maintain Ghanistan goin through the same thing It trickles down, at each other we aim pain I shoot for stars, peace and exclusive cars Through the ride I learned to earn hard Watch gangstas turn God in the midst of war No matter how much I elevate, I kiss the floor It was in the wind when she said Dilla was gone Thats when I knew wed live forever through song Living once again Living, then youre gone Living, then youre gone Living and then youre gone Living, then youre gone Living once again Living, then youre gone Living, then youre gone Living and then youre gone Living, then youre gone Ohh Living, were living Then were gone Oh, living, then youre gone Youre gone, youre gone Then youre gone Ooh, gone Origin is forever Well, well, well, here we are back in the studio again Look at that I— hey, I dont need no cue cards They got the engineers holdin up cue cards Whats that say— What that say? Oh, they say, just talk, dont sing Son, I bet you feel like you and Ive been here forever, huh? Through these old red eyes, beholding red eyes I see my worlds tears Yeah, origin is forever Every peak will have two valleys Hopeful eyes in the comfort Of true protection and admiration of a child Thats forever Forever is to strive The pace of endearment Forever Forever is what I leave My I-self contribution Damn, what Im gon leave? Okay, Ill leave my one and only grain of spiritual sand To the universal scales of humanity, all humanity Forever is finding a solution to a solution Tsunamis, hurricanes following the trails of the African slave ships War, war, and more war Floods, Columbine, global warming, earthquakes Another somebody done me wrong, son Virginia Tech is not a, "Oh, what the heck?" Which scale did you place your one grain of spiritual sand forever? Confusion need a solution Blend and stir, stir and blend the pot of humanity Sift the ingredients Of acknowledgment, apology, amendment, atonement We gon work with the four As here Forever, Pops Common good is forever Gods memory is forever

This is fun Ladies and gentlemen lets put our hands together for the astonishing Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the 8th wonder of the world The flow of the century.. always timeless.. HOV! Thank you for comin out tonight You coulda been anywhere in the world, but youre here with us We appreciate that Uh, H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A Fo shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in VA Was hurtin em in the home of the Terrapins; got it dirt cheap for them Plus if they was short with cheese I would work with them Brought in weed, got rid of that dirt for them Wasnt born hustlers, I was birthin em H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A Fo sheezy my neezy keep my arms so freezy Cant leave rap alone, the game needs me Haters want me clapped and chromed, it aint easy Cops wanna knock me, D.A. wanna box me in But somehow, I beat them charges like Rocky H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A Not guilty, he who does not feel me Is not real to me, therefore he doesnt exist So poof -- vamoose, son of a bitch! H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A Fo shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in VA H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A Thats the anthem getcha damn hands up H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A Not guilty yall got to feel me H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A Check it out, yo One thing, I dont know why It doesnt even matter how hard you try Keep that in mind I designed this rhyme To explain in due time, Time is a valuable thing Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings Watch it count down to the end of the day The clock ticks life away and I didnt look out below I watch the time go right out the window Trying to hold on, and didnt even know I wasted it all just to I kept everything inside and even though I tried, it all fell apart What it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when I tried, so H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A LP, Jay-Z, help me up Oh they havin good old time out there It starts with H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A LP, Jay-Z, help me up Oh they havin good old time out there It starts with H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A LP, Jay-Z, help me up Ye-Ye-Yes! The ladies and gentleman It starts with H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A

Is there anybody love the God that we serve? Yes, yes Hes been kind to us, Hes been wonderful to us Yes, Hallelujah We just love Him with all of our heart Thank you, God Come on, lets sing this great praise unto Him Lift it up, Hallelujah Hallelujah, salvation, and glory Honor and power unto the Lord, our God For the Lord, our God is mighty Yes, the Lord, our God is omnipotent The Lord, our God, He is wonderful Come on, thats it, lift it up to Him and sing it, Hallelujah Hallelujah Salvation Salvation and glory Give Him honor and power Honor and power unto the Lord, our God For the Lord, our God is mighty For the Lord, our God is mighty Yes, the Lord Yes, the Lord, our God is omnipotent Come on, call Him the Lord The Lord, our God, He is wonderful Come on now, sing this song to the king Our praises speak to the king of kings And the Lord, our God, He is wonderful Sing it again Our praises speak to the king of kings And the Lord, our God, He is wonderful Come on, sing your song to Him Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, He is wonderful Come on, sing it again, Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, He is wonderful Come on, everybody together Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, He is wonderful Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, He is wonderful Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah His name is like no other name Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, He is wonderful Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, yes Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, He is wonderful