Kanye West Şarkı Sözleri (Lyrics)

**Prenses** · 04.08.08, 06:07

All Falls Down

Oh when it all, it all falls down
I'm telling you ohh, it all falls down

Man I promise, she's so self conscious
She has no idea what she's doing in college
That major that she majored in don't make no money
But she won't drop out, her parents will look at her funny
Now, tell me that ain't insecurrre
The concept of school seems so securrre
Sophmore three yearrrs aint picked a careerrr
She like **** it, I'll just stay down herre and do hair
Cause that's enough money to buy her a few pairs of new Airs
Cause her baby daddy don't really care
She's so precious with the peer pressure
Couldn't afford a car so she named her daughter Alexus (a Lexus)
She had hair so long that it looked like weave
Then she cut it all off now she look like Eve
And she be dealing with some issues that you can't believe
Single black female addicted to retail and well

Man I promise, I'm so self conscious
That's why you always see me with at least one of my watches
Rollies and Pasha's done drove me crazy
I can't even pronounce nothing, pass that versace!
Then I spent 400 bucks on this
Just to be like nigga you ain't up on this!
And I can't even go to the grocery store
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 trying to buy back our 40 acres
And for that paper, look how low we a'stoop
Even if you in a Benz, you still a nigga in a coop&coupe

I say **** the police, thats how I treat em
We buy our way out of jail, but we can't buy freedom
We'll buy a lot of clothes when we don't really need em
Things we buy to cover up what's inside
Cause they make us hate ourself and love they wealth
That's why shortys hollering "where the ballas' at?"
Drug dealer buy Jordans, crackhead buy crack
And a white man get paid off of all of that
But I ain't even gon act holier than thou
Cause **** it, I went to Jacob with 25 thou
Before I had a house and I'd do it again
Cause I wanna be on 106 and Park pushing a Benz
I wanna act ballerific like it's all terrific
I got a couple past due bills, I won't get specific
I got a problem with spending before I get it
We all self conscious I'm just the first to admit it

Kanye West

**Prenses** · 04.08.08, 06:11

Addiction

Why everything that's supposed to bad make me feel so good?
Everything they told me not to is exactly what I would
Man I tried to stop man I tried the best I could
But You make me smile

What's your addiction? Is it money? Is it girls? Is it weed?
I've been afflicted by not one, not two, but all three
She's got the same thing, about me, but more, about us
She's coming over, so I guess, that means, I'm on drugs
Just let me peek now, I mean damn, I'm so curious
She's got a lover, so the lies, and the lust, is a rush
Time's of the essence, I need, you to be, spontaneous
Roll up the doge, henny and c-c-c-cola, then I'm co coming over
Cuz its ne-never over

Why everything that's supposed to bad make me feel so good
Everything they told me not to is exactly what I would
Man I tried to stop man I tried the best I could
But You make me smile

I see the emotion in your eyes, that you, try not to show
We get the closest when you high, or you drunk, or you blow
So I pour the potion, so we could both get high, as we could go
Then I'll get the lotion, and do something to me, when your thighs is exposed
There's no turning back now, I mean I don't mean to impose
Not now but right now, I need you to undress, and then pose
I'm into that now, catch a vibe, when the doors, get closed
Roll up the doge, henny and c-c-c-cola, and I keep co coming over
Cuz its ne-never over

Why everything that's supposed to bad make me feel so good
Everything they told me not to is exactly what I would
Man I tried to stop man I tried the best I could
But... You Make Me Smile
You make me smile with my heart

Why everything that's supposed to bad make me feel so good
Everything they told me not to is exactly what I would
Man I tried to stop man I tried the best I could
But... You make me smile, With my heart

I just wanted to ask you
Just wanted to um
Let how would I put this uhh
Let's say all your friends
Remember the one
You said if you ever she would be the one
Ok, Ok, Ok You make me smile with my heart
I was thinking, hypothetically
I mean don't take this seriously
Don't take me: I mean just
Uhh not credibly
I'm feeling incredibly
I mean let it be
Just let it be
I mean you, her and me You make me smile with my heart
I mean you, her and me
Maybe, Baby, Baby
You know I was just kidding
Unless you gon' do it
You make me smile...

Kanye West

**Prenses** · 04.08.08, 06:14

Breathe In Breathe Out

Yeah, breathe in, breathe out
If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out
Push a big truck, pull ya keys out
Girls go wild and pull ya deez out
Breathe in, breathe out
Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out
If a nigga act up, pull a Desert E's out
When I pull the piece out niggas like "Peace out!"

Golly, more of that bullshit ice rap
I got to 'pologize to Mos and Kweli (probably)
But is it cool to rap about gold
If I told the world I copped it from Ghana and Mali? (Mali!)
First nigga with a Benz and a backpack
Ice chain, Cardi lens, and a knapsack
Always said if I rapped I'd say somethin' significant
But now I'm rappin' 'bout money, hoes, and rims again
And it's still about the Benjamins
Big faced hundreds and whatever other synonyms
Strippers named Cinnamon
More chips than Pentium
What'cha gon' buy next? Whatever new trend it is
I'm tryin' to spend my stacks
And I'm so broke I look back like "Damn, was I on crack?"
I mean twelve platinum chains, was I on that?
What the hell was wrong with me dog?
Sing along with my y'all

Yeah, breathe in, breathe out
If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out
Push a big truck, pull ya keys out
Girls go wild and pull ya deez out
Breathe in, breathe out
Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out
If a nigga act up, pull a Desert E's out
When I pull the piece out niggas like "Peace out!"

Now even though I went to college and dropped out of school quick
I always had a Ph.D.: a Pretty Huge Dick
Ladies tired of gettin' ripped off by guys like this
And givin' head is like a whale, using the toothpickWell, I'm in the club for a limited time
Act now and get some action for $free.99
Later on I might charge for ménage
Heard her man was the boss of the floss
But she still want to toss me the drawers
And it ain't gon' cost me because she my caddy
Cuz she grabbed my golf balls in the club
And I'm still actin' calm than a mug
She asked "Can you drive me and the hunnies to where my Altima was?"
While we drive she tellin' me 'bout problems with her man
Baby I fully understand
Let me help you with a plan
While he trickin' off, don't get no rich nigga
Give ME some head, that'll really piss hI'm off
[inhales]

Yeah, breathe in, breathe out
If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out
Push a big truck, pull ya keys out
Girls go wild and pull ya deez out
Breathe in, breathe out
Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out
If a nigga act up, pull a Desert E's out
When I pull a piece out niggas like "Peace out!"

I blow past low class niggas with no cash
In the fo' dash six, bitch you can go ask
So when I go fast popo just laugh
Right until I run out of gas or 'til I go crash
Whatever comes first I'm prepared for the worst
Whatever comes second I'll be there with my weapon
Pullin' up in the Lexuses&'lexeses, one on both hand
So I guess them GSes was ambidextrous
Coulda sworn her breasteses was sendin' me messages
"K I need a free hand mammogram
I got weed, drink, and a Handicam
All of which is legal in Amsterdam"
So say my name like Candyman
And I'ma come and fix you up like the handyman
But if you don't need a fix, girl you gotta leave
You can't take that all at one time ya gotta breathe

Yeah, breathe in, breathe out
If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out
Push a big truck, pull ya keys out
Girls go wild and pull ya deez out
Breathe in, breathe out
Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out
If a nigga act up, pull a Desert E's out
When I pull a piece out niggas like "Peace out!"

Kanye West

**Prenses** · 04.08.08, 06:15

Bring Me Down

I always knew that one day
They'd try to bring me down
Wooow, one day, they tried to bring me down
Always knew that one day, they'd try to bring me down
Dooown, way down

We gon' to mass today, we have to pray
Besides what the pastor say, I have to say
Since Pac passed away
Most you rappers don't even deserve a track from me
You see, if you evern wanted to ever be anything
There'd always be somebody that shoot down any dream
There'll always be haters, that's the way it is
Hater niggaz marry hater bitches and have hater kids
But they gon' have to take my life 'fore they take my drive
Cause when I was barely livin, that's what kept me alive
Just the thought that maybe it could be better than what we at at this time
Make it out of this grind, 'fore I'm out of my mind
And get some lee way on the he say she say
You girl don't like me, how long has she been gay
Spanish girls say "No able ingle"
And everybody want to run to me for their single
It's funny how these wack niggaz need my help
Wasn't around when I couldn't feed myself
Dog, If I was you, I wouldn't feel myself
Dog, If I was you, I'd kill myself
Made a mill myself, and I'm still myself
And I'ma look in the mirror if I need some help
Ask me from the heart, y'all all frontin
Everybody feel a way about K but at least y'all feel somethin

Why you come here, I bet it only it was forget to get ya
What kind of dream we found, see I'm often at your cross way
Forgetting it was that heaven let ya. They tried to bring me down

Kanye West

**Prenses** · 04.08.08, 06:16

Celebration

Yeah, you know what this is
It's a celebration, bitches!
Grab a drink, grab a glass
After that I grab yo ass

Why you actin' all
Shy and all
Why is y'all
Lyin' for?
I never did this before...
Stop that
What, you want some petron?
I got that.
I mean I promise y'all
You fine and all
And your girlfriend, she kinda raw
But she not like you
No, she not like you
Right now I need you to mute all the monologue
All that talkin is gon' give me a tylenol
You put a nigga to sleep, I'm tired of ya'll
Right now the Louis Vuitton don is signing off
But, I just thought you should know
We hit the liquor store
Got some Cris and some Mo
And we about to let it floooooow
Had some problems before but see we let em go
Got an ounce of that dro
And we about to let it bloooooow

Yeah, you know what this is
It's a celebration, bitches!
Grab a drink, grab a glass
After that, I grab yo ass

See you know my style
I'm very wild
And I vow that my child will be well endowed
Like his daddy
And tell him that your mama had a fattie
He looked up at me said, "daddy that's the reason why you had me?"
Yep, we was praticing
Til one day your ass bust through the packaging
You know what though? You my favorite accident
So go head pop some Cristal
For my newborn child cuz now y'all

Know what this is
It's a celebration, bitches!
Grab a drink, grab a glass
After that I grab yo ass
But, I just thought you should know
We hit the liquor store
Got some cris and some mo
And we about to let it floooooow
Had some problems before but see we let em go
Got an ounce of that dro
And we about to let it bloooooow

Ho! Ho! We lookin' for some Ho! Ho!

Kanye West

**Prenses** · 04.08.08, 06:17

Crack Music

That's that crack music nigga
That real black music nigga

La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la

That's that crack music nigga
That real black music nigga

La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la

How we stop the black panthers?
Ronald Reagan cooked up an answer
You hear that?
What Gil Scott was hearin
When our heroes and heroines got hooked on heroin.
Crack raised the murder rate in DC and Maryland
We invested in that it's like we got Merril-Lynched
And we been hangin from the same tree ever since
Sometimes I feel the music is the only medicine
So we cook it, cut it, measure it, bag it,sell it
The fiends cop it
Nowadays they cant tell if that's that good shit
We ain't sure man
Put the CD on your toungue yeah, thats pure man.

From the place where the fathers gone,
The mothers is hardly home
And the...
Gonna lock us up in a...home
How the Mexicans say we just tryin to party homes
They wanna pack us all in a box like styrofoam
Who gave Saddam anthrax?
George Bush got the answers
Back in the hood it's a different type of chemical,
Am and Hammer baking soda
Raised they own quota
Writin when our soldiers ran for the stove cuz
Cuz dreams of being 'Hova went from bein a brokeman ta bein a dopeman
Ta bein a president look theres hope man
This that inspiration for tha mos and tha folks man,
Shorty come and see if mama straight overdosin.
And this is the soundtrack,
This tha type of music you make when you round that--
Crack music nigga,
That real black music nigga.

That's that crack music nigga
That real black music nigga

La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la

God-how could you let this happen, happen, happen, happen, happen, happen?

La-la-la

That's that crack music, crack music
That real black music, black music

La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la

That's that crack music nigga
That real black music nigga

La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la

That's that crack music, crack music,that real black music, black music

Our father, give us this day our daily bread ...give us these days and take our daily bread,
See I done did all this ole bullshit
And to attone I throw a little somethin, somethin on the pulpit.
We took that shit, measured it and then cooked that shit
And what we gave back was crack music
And now we ooze it through they nooks and crannies
So our mammas aint got to be they cooks and nannies
And we gonna repo everything they ever took from grammy
Now the former slaves trade hooks for grammies
This dark diction has become America's addiction those who ain't even black use it.

Kanye West

**Prenses** · 04.08.08, 06:19

Diamonds From Sierra Leone

Diamonds are forever
They won't leave in the night
I've no fear that they might
Desert me

Diamonds are forever forever, forever
Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe
Diamonds are forever forever, forever, forever
The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme.
Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?......

Close your eyes and imagine, feel the magic
Vegas on acid,
Seen through Yves St. Laurent glasses
And I've realized that I've arrived, cuz
It take more than a magazine to kill my Vibe does
He write his own rhymes, so sort of
I think 'em
That mean I forgot better shit than u ever thought up
Damn, is he really that caught up?
I ask if you talkin' bout classics, do my name get brought up?
I remember I couldn't afford a Ford Escort or even a four-track recorder
So its only right that I let the top drop on a drop-top Porsche
Its for yourself that's important
If a stripper named Porscha and u get tips from many men
Then your fat friend her nickname is Minivan
Excuse me,
That's just the Henny, man, I smoke, I drink, I'm supposed to stop I can't because

Diamonds are forever forever, forever
Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe
Diamonds are forever forever, forever, forever
The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme.
Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?......

I was sick about awards
Couldn't nobody cure me
Only playa that got robbed but kept all his jewelry
Alicia Keys tried to talk some sense to them
30 minutes later seems there's no convincing them
What more can you ask for?
The international assholes nah
Who complains about what he is owed?
And throw a tantrum like he is 3 years old
You gotta love it though somebody still speaks from his soul
And wouldn't change by the change, or the game, or the fame,
When he came, in the game, he made his own lane
Now all I need is y'all to pronounce my name
Its Kanye - But some of my plastic - they still say Kane
Got family in the D, Kin-folk from Motown
Back in the Chi - them folks ain't from Motown
Life movin' too fast I need to slow down
Girl ain't give me no ass, ya need to go down

Diamonds are forever forever, forever
My father Ben said I need Jesus
So he took me to church and let the water wash over my ceaser
Diamonds are forever forever, forever
The preacher said we need leaders
Right then my body got still like a paraplegic

You know who you can call you gotta best believe it
The Roc stand tall and you would never believe it
Take your diamonds and throw 'em up like you bulimic
Yea the beat cold but the flow is anemic
After debris settles and the dust get swept off
Big K pick up where young Hov left off
Right when magazines wrote Kanye West off
I dropped my new shit sound like the best of
A&R's lookin' like "pssh we messed up"
Grammy night, damn right, we got dressed up
Bottle after bottle till we got messed up
In the studio, where really though, yea he next up
People askin' me if I'm gon' give my chain back
That'll be the same day I give the game back
You know the next question dog "Yo, where Dame at?"
This track the Indian dance to bring our reign back
What's up with you and Jay, man, are y'all ok man?"
They pray for the death of our dynasty like Amen
R-r-r-right here stands a-man
With the power to make a diamond with his bare hands...

Diamonds are forever forever, forever
Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe
Diamonds are forever forever, forever, forever
The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme.
Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?......

Diamonds are forever forever, forever
Diamonds are forever forever, forever, forever

Kanye West

**Prenses** · 04.08.08, 06:20

Drive Slow

Drive slow homey
Drive slow homey
Ya never know homey might meet some hoes homey
Ya need to pump your brakes and drive slow homey

My homey Mali used to stay one 79th and May
One of my best friends from back in the day
Down the street form Calumet a school full of stones
He nicknamed me K-Rock so they'd leave me alone
Bulls jacket with his hat broke way off
Walk around the mall with his radio face off
Plus he had the spinner from his Dayton's in his hand
Keys in his hand reason again to let you know he's the man
Back when we rocked Alesis he had dreams of Caprice's
Drove by the teachers even more by police's
How he get that cash today his father passed away
Left him with a little something 16 he was stunting
Al B Sure nigga with the hair all wavy
Hit lakeshore girls go all crazy
Hit the freeway go at least bout 80
Boned so much that summer even had him a baby
See back back then then if you had a car
You were the Chi town version of Baby
And I was just a virgin a baby
One of the reasons I looked up to him crazy
I used to love to play my demo tape when the system yanked
Felt like I was almost signed when the shit got cranked
We'll take a Saturday and just circle the mall
They had the Lincoln's and Aurora's we were hurting them all
With the girls a lot of flirting involved
But dawg **** all that flirting I'm trying to get in some draws
So put me on with these hoes homey's
He told me don't rush to get grown drive slow homey
Drive slow homie
Drive slow...
Ya never know homey about these hoes homey
Ya need to pump your breaks and drive slow homey

What It do
I'm posted up in the parking lot my trunk wavinThe candy gloss is immaculate and is simply amazing
Them elbows poking wide on that Candy-lac
Trunk open, screen's on, neon's lit with fifth relax
I'm on a mission for dime piece's and sexy ladies
Allow me to introduce you to my CL Mercedes
It's a star-studded event when I valet park
Open up my mouth and sunlight illuminates the dark
You see them 4's crawling, you see them screens falling
The disco ball in my mouth insinuates I'm balling
I'm leaning on a switch sitting crooked in my slab
But I could still catch boopas if I drove a cab
A young Houston hard hitter all about the scrilla
Riding some candy coated crawling like a caterpillar
I'm tipping on those 4's I'm jamming off this screw
I'm looking for them hoes baby what it do?

Drive slow homey
Turn your hazard lights on when you see them hoes
Drive slow homey
If you riding around the city with nowhere to go
Drive slow homey
Live today cause tomorrow man you never know
Ya never know homey might meet some hoes homey
Ya need to pump your brakes and drive slow homey

My cars like the movies my cars like the crib
I got more TV's in here then where I live

And it don't make no sense but baby I'm the shit
And everything I flip you know is something serious
I got the custom grill I got the Brabus rims
I got the baller genetics baby that's evident
You see a player flicking and you ain't convinced
That you should go and kiss it just a little bit
I wear my custom kicks I got my Jesus chain
My canaries is gleaming though my angle wings
They see me hoes acting like they seen a king
With that mean lean smoking on the finest Cali green
My wood grain oak I'm riding on vogues
My cylinder quiet like tip toes
I sold O's and this I know
When you see them hoes little homey drive slow

Chopped and Screwed
Yeah..
Drive slow homey
Drive slow homey
Ya never know homey might meet some hoes homey
Ya need to pump your brakes and drive slow homey
Drive slow homey

Kanye West

**Prenses** · 04.08.08, 06:23

Family Business

How's your son? (all, all, all the things, things)
He make the team this year? (all, all, all the things things)
Aw th-, they said he wasn't tall enough?
(all, all, all the glitter is not gold)
Yeah me we gon' cook this up (now gold is not a reality)
(real is what you live to be)

[Kanye West]
This is family business
And this is for the family that can't be with us
And this is for my cousin locked down, know the answer's in us
That's why I spit it in my songs so sweet
Like a photo of your granny's picture
Now that you're gone it hit us
Super hard on Thankgiving and Christmas, this can't be right
Yeah you heard the track I did man, this can't be life
Somebody please say grace so I can save face
And have a reason to cover my face
I even made you a plate, soul food, know how Granny do it
Monkey bread on the side, know how the family do it
When I brought it why had guard have to look all to it?
As kids we used to laugh
Who knew that life would move this fast?
Who knew I'd have to look at you through a glass?
And look, tell me you ain't did it, you ain't did it
And if you did, then that's family business

And I don't care 'bout (all the, all the diamond rings, diamond rings)
They don't mean a thing (all, all, all the things)
All these fancy things
I tell you that all (all the glitter) my weight in gold
Now all I know I know all these things

[Kanye West]
This is family business
And this is for everybody standin' with us
Come on, let's take a family Grammy picture
Abby, remember when they ain't believe in me?
Now she like "See, that's my cousin on TV"
Now, we gettin' it and we gon' make it
And y'all gon' hate it and I'm his favorite
I can't deny it, I'm a straight rider
But when we get together be electric slidinGrandma, get 'em shook up
Aw naw, don't open the photo book up
I got an Aunt Ruth that can't remember your name
But I bet them Polaroids'll send her down memory lane
You know that one auntie, you don't wanna be rude
But every holiday nobody eatin' her food
And you don't wanna stay there cuz them your worst cousins
Got roaches at their crib like them your first cousins
Act like you ain't took a bath with your cousins
Fit three in the bed while six of y'all
I'm talkin' 'bout three by the head and three by the leg
But you ain't have to tell my girl I used to pee in the bed

Rain, rain, rain go away
Let the sun come out and all the children say
Rain, rain, rain go away
Let the sun come out and all the children say

[Kanye West]
I woke up early this mornin' with a new state of mind
A creative way to rhyme without usin' knives and guns
Keep your nose out the sky, keep your heart to God
And keep your face to the risin' sun
All my niggas from the Chi, that's my family dog
And my niggas ain't my guys, they my family dog
I feel like one day you'll understand me dog
You can still love your man and be manly dog
You ain't got to get heated at every house warminSittin' here, grillin' people like George Foreman
Why Uncle Ray and Aunt Shiela always performin'?
The second she storms out then he storms in
Y'all gon' sit down, have a good time this reunion
And drink some wine like Communion
And act like everything fine and if it isn't
We ain't lettin' everybody in our family business

(all the, all the diamond rings, diamond rings)
They don't mean a thing (all, all, all the things)
They don't mean a thing
(all the, all the diamond rings, diamond rings)
They don't mean a thing, a thing

And I don't care 'bout (all the, all the diamond rings, diamond rings)
They don't mean a thing (all, all, all the things)
All these fancy things
I tell you that all (all the glitter) my weight in gold
Now all I know I know all these things

[Females:] (oooh) All these things (these things)
[Males:] All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
[F:] All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
[M:] All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
[F:] All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
[M:] All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
[F:] All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
[M:] All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)

Kanye West

**Prenses** · 04.08.08, 06:27

Get Em High

[Kanye West]
I'm tryin to catch the beat, uh
I'm tryin to catch the beat
I'm tryin to catch the beat, uh uh, uh
I'm tryin to catch the beat

N-now, th-th-throw ya mother****in hands
Get em high
All the girls pass the weed to ya mother****in man
Get em high
Now I ain't never tell you to put down ya hands
Keep em high
And if ya losin yo high than smoke again
Keep em high

[Kanye West]
N-n-n-now, my flow
Is in the pocket like wallets, I got the bounce like hydrolics
I can't call it, I got the swerve like alchoooool-ics
My freshman year I was goin through hell, a problem
Still I, built up the nerve to drop my ass up outta collllllll-ege
My teacher said I'se a loser, I told her why don't you kill me
I give a **** if you fail me, I'm gonna folllllllllll-ow
My heart, and if you follow the charts, to the plaques or the stacks
You ain't gotta guess who's back, you see
I'm so Chi that you thought it was bashfull but this
bastard's flow will bash a skull
And I will, cut your girl like Pastor Troy
And I don't, usually smoke but pass the 'dro
And I won't, give you that money that you askin foWhy you think, me and Dame cool, we assholes
That's why we here your music in fast foCuz we don't wanna here that weak shit no mo
[Kanye West]
N-now, th-th-throw ya mother****in hands
Get em high
All the girls pass the weed to ya mother****in man
Get em high
Now I ain't never tell you to put down ya hands
Keep em high
And if ya losin yo high than smoke again
Keep em high

[Kanye West]
N-n-n-n-n-now who the hell is this
E-mailin me at 11:26, tellin me that she 36-26, plus double-d
You know how girls on black planet be when they get bubblee
At NYU but she hail from Kansas, right now she just lampin, chillin on
campus
Sent me a picture with her feelin on Candice
Who said her favorite rapper was the late great Francis
W-H-I-T, it's gettin late mami, your screen saver say tweet
So you got to call me, and bring a friend for my friend
His name Kweli
(You mean Talib, lyric sticks to your rib)
I mean
(That's my favorite CD that I play at my crib)
I mean
(You don't really know him, why is you lyin)
Yo Kwe, she don't believe me, please pickup the line
She gon' think that I'm lyin, just spit a couple of lines
Then maybe I'll be able to give her dick all the time, and get her high

[Talib Kweli]
Yeah
I can't believe this nigga use my name for pickin up dimes but
Get em high, I need some tracks you tryin to pull tracks out
And my rhymes as fittin to blow you tryin to blow back south
Well ok, you twisted my arm, I'll asist with the charm, aiyyo
Ain't you meet that chick at the conference wit ya mom?
And she's the bomb, boy she got the boujI behavior
Always got somethin to say like an okay playa hater
Anyway, I don't usualy **** with the internet
Birth Controls stuck to they arm like Nicorette
You really ****in that much, you tryin to get off cigarettes
And she think it's fly, she ain't met a real nigga yet
I appoligize if I come off a little inconsiderate
I got the bubble cushion a sister could get ahead of it

Get em high like noon, or the moon or room filled with smoke
A high filled with dope
Y'all assumed I was doomed, out of tune, but I still feel the notes
The real nigga quotes
Real rappers is hard to find, like a remonte, control rap is not a
Used too but still got love, that's why I abuse you who are not thugs
Rock clubs, it's like Tiger, Woods in the hood, to have my own reality show
Called Soul Survivor, I stole all liver, niggaz in you
You'se a bitch I got ones that are thicker than you
How could I ever let your words affect me, they say Hip-Hop is dead
I'm here to resurrect me, mosh is to sexy to even make songs like these
That's why the raw don't know your name, like Alicia Keys
To many featured emcees, and pro-ducers is populer
Twelve thousand spins, nobody got to coppin her
Album, how come, you the hot garbager
The years clear your image and snooped up
Label got you souped up, tellin you you sick
Man you a dick with a loose nut
Video hard to watch like Medusa
Even your club record need a booster
Chimped up, with a pimp cup, illeaterate nigga
Read the infa, red across your head I'm bread king like Simba
Bolder then Denver, I ain't a Madd Rapper just a emcee with a temper
You dansin for money like honey, I did this my way
So when the industry crash, I survive like Kanye
Spittin through wires and fires, emcees retirin
Got yo hands up, get them mother****ers higher then

N-now, th-th-throw ya mother****in hands
Get em high
All the girls pass the weed to ya mother****in man
Get em high
Now I ain't never tell you to put down ya hands
Keep em high

And if ya losin yo high than smoke again
Keep em high

Kanye West

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04.08.08, 06:11	#2 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Addiction Addiction Why everything that's supposed to bad make me feel so good? Everything they told me not to is exactly what I would Man I tried to stop man I tried the best I could But You make me smile What's your addiction? Is it money? Is it girls? Is it weed? I've been afflicted by not one, not two, but all three She's got the same thing, about me, but more, about us She's coming over, so I guess, that means, I'm on drugs Just let me peek now, I mean damn, I'm so curious She's got a lover, so the lies, and the lust, is a rush Time's of the essence, I need, you to be, spontaneous Roll up the doge, henny and c-c-c-cola, then I'm co coming over Cuz its ne-never over Why everything that's supposed to bad make me feel so good Everything they told me not to is exactly what I would Man I tried to stop man I tried the best I could But You make me smile I see the emotion in your eyes, that you, try not to show We get the closest when you high, or you drunk, or you blow So I pour the potion, so we could both get high, as we could go Then I'll get the lotion, and do something to me, when your thighs is exposed There's no turning back now, I mean I don't mean to impose Not now but right now, I need you to undress, and then pose I'm into that now, catch a vibe, when the doors, get closed Roll up the doge, henny and c-c-c-cola, and I keep co coming over Cuz its ne-never over Why everything that's supposed to bad make me feel so good Everything they told me not to is exactly what I would Man I tried to stop man I tried the best I could But... You Make Me Smile You make me smile with my heart Why everything that's supposed to bad make me feel so good Everything they told me not to is exactly what I would Man I tried to stop man I tried the best I could But... You make me smile, With my heart I just wanted to ask you Just wanted to um Let how would I put this uhh Let's say all your friends Remember the one You said if you ever she would be the one Ok, Ok, Ok You make me smile with my heart I was thinking, hypothetically I mean don't take this seriously Don't take me: I mean just Uhh not credibly I'm feeling incredibly I mean let it be Just let it be I mean you, her and me You make me smile with my heart I mean you, her and me Maybe, Baby, Baby You know I was just kidding Unless you gon' do it You make me smile... Kanye West

04.08.08, 06:14	#3 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Breathe In Breathe Out Breathe In Breathe Out Yeah, breathe in, breathe out If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out Push a big truck, pull ya keys out Girls go wild and pull ya deez out Breathe in, breathe out Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out If a nigga act up, pull a Desert E's out When I pull the piece out niggas like "Peace out!" Golly, more of that bullshit ice rap I got to 'pologize to Mos and Kweli (probably) But is it cool to rap about gold If I told the world I copped it from Ghana and Mali? (Mali!) First nigga with a Benz and a backpack Ice chain, Cardi lens, and a knapsack Always said if I rapped I'd say somethin' significant But now I'm rappin' 'bout money, hoes, and rims again And it's still about the Benjamins Big faced hundreds and whatever other synonyms Strippers named Cinnamon More chips than Pentium What'cha gon' buy next? Whatever new trend it is I'm tryin' to spend my stacks And I'm so broke I look back like "Damn, was I on crack?" I mean twelve platinum chains, was I on that? What the hell was wrong with me dog? Sing along with my y'all Yeah, breathe in, breathe out If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out Push a big truck, pull ya keys out Girls go wild and pull ya deez out Breathe in, breathe out Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out If a nigga act up, pull a Desert E's out When I pull the piece out niggas like "Peace out!" Now even though I went to college and dropped out of school quick I always had a Ph.D.: a Pretty Huge Dick Ladies tired of gettin' ripped off by guys like this And givin' head is like a whale, using the toothpickWell, I'm in the club for a limited time Act now and get some action for $free.99 Later on I might charge for ménage Heard her man was the boss of the floss But she still want to toss me the drawers And it ain't gon' cost me because she my caddy Cuz she grabbed my golf balls in the club And I'm still actin' calm than a mug She asked "Can you drive me and the hunnies to where my Altima was?" While we drive she tellin' me 'bout problems with her man Baby I fully understand Let me help you with a plan While he trickin' off, don't get no rich nigga Give ME some head, that'll really piss hI'm off [inhales] Yeah, breathe in, breathe out If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out Push a big truck, pull ya keys out Girls go wild and pull ya deez out Breathe in, breathe out Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out If a nigga act up, pull a Desert E's out When I pull a piece out niggas like "Peace out!" I blow past low class niggas with no cash In the fo' dash six, bitch you can go ask So when I go fast popo just laugh Right until I run out of gas or 'til I go crash Whatever comes first I'm prepared for the worst Whatever comes second I'll be there with my weapon Pullin' up in the Lexuses&'lexeses, one on both hand So I guess them GSes was ambidextrous Coulda sworn her breasteses was sendin' me messages "K I need a free hand mammogram I got weed, drink, and a Handicam All of which is legal in Amsterdam" So say my name like Candyman And I'ma come and fix you up like the handyman But if you don't need a fix, girl you gotta leave You can't take that all at one time ya gotta breathe Yeah, breathe in, breathe out If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out Push a big truck, pull ya keys out Girls go wild and pull ya deez out Breathe in, breathe out Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out If a nigga act up, pull a Desert E's out When I pull a piece out niggas like "Peace out!" Kanye West

04.08.08, 06:15	#4 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Bring Me Down Bring Me Down I always knew that one day They'd try to bring me down Wooow, one day, they tried to bring me down Always knew that one day, they'd try to bring me down Dooown, way down We gon' to mass today, we have to pray Besides what the pastor say, I have to say Since Pac passed away Most you rappers don't even deserve a track from me You see, if you evern wanted to ever be anything There'd always be somebody that shoot down any dream There'll always be haters, that's the way it is Hater niggaz marry hater bitches and have hater kids But they gon' have to take my life 'fore they take my drive Cause when I was barely livin, that's what kept me alive Just the thought that maybe it could be better than what we at at this time Make it out of this grind, 'fore I'm out of my mind And get some lee way on the he say she say You girl don't like me, how long has she been gay Spanish girls say "No able ingle" And everybody want to run to me for their single It's funny how these wack niggaz need my help Wasn't around when I couldn't feed myself Dog, If I was you, I wouldn't feel myself Dog, If I was you, I'd kill myself Made a mill myself, and I'm still myself And I'ma look in the mirror if I need some help Ask me from the heart, y'all all frontin Everybody feel a way about K but at least y'all feel somethin Why you come here, I bet it only it was forget to get ya What kind of dream we found, see I'm often at your cross way Forgetting it was that heaven let ya. They tried to bring me down Kanye West

04.08.08, 06:16	#5 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Celebration Celebration Yeah, you know what this is It's a celebration, bitches! Grab a drink, grab a glass After that I grab yo ass Why you actin' all Shy and all Why is y'all Lyin' for? I never did this before... Stop that What, you want some petron? I got that. I mean I promise y'all You fine and all And your girlfriend, she kinda raw But she not like you No, she not like you Right now I need you to mute all the monologue All that talkin is gon' give me a tylenol You put a nigga to sleep, I'm tired of ya'll Right now the Louis Vuitton don is signing off But, I just thought you should know We hit the liquor store Got some Cris and some Mo And we about to let it floooooow Had some problems before but see we let em go Got an ounce of that dro And we about to let it bloooooow Yeah, you know what this is It's a celebration, bitches! Grab a drink, grab a glass After that, I grab yo ass See you know my style I'm very wild And I vow that my child will be well endowed Like his daddy And tell him that your mama had a fattie He looked up at me said, "daddy that's the reason why you had me?" Yep, we was praticing Til one day your ass bust through the packaging You know what though? You my favorite accident So go head pop some Cristal For my newborn child cuz now y'all Know what this is It's a celebration, bitches! Grab a drink, grab a glass After that I grab yo ass But, I just thought you should know We hit the liquor store Got some cris and some mo And we about to let it floooooow Had some problems before but see we let em go Got an ounce of that dro And we about to let it bloooooow Ho! Ho! We lookin' for some Ho! Ho! Kanye West

04.08.08, 06:17	#6 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Crack Music Crack Music That's that crack music nigga That real black music nigga La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la That's that crack music nigga That real black music nigga La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la How we stop the black panthers? Ronald Reagan cooked up an answer You hear that? What Gil Scott was hearin When our heroes and heroines got hooked on heroin. Crack raised the murder rate in DC and Maryland We invested in that it's like we got Merril-Lynched And we been hangin from the same tree ever since Sometimes I feel the music is the only medicine So we cook it, cut it, measure it, bag it,sell it The fiends cop it Nowadays they cant tell if that's that good shit We ain't sure man Put the CD on your toungue yeah, thats pure man. From the place where the fathers gone, The mothers is hardly home And the... Gonna lock us up in a...home How the Mexicans say we just tryin to party homes They wanna pack us all in a box like styrofoam Who gave Saddam anthrax? George Bush got the answers Back in the hood it's a different type of chemical, Am and Hammer baking soda Raised they own quota Writin when our soldiers ran for the stove cuz Cuz dreams of being 'Hova went from bein a brokeman ta bein a dopeman Ta bein a president look theres hope man This that inspiration for tha mos and tha folks man, Shorty come and see if mama straight overdosin. And this is the soundtrack, This tha type of music you make when you round that-- Crack music nigga, That real black music nigga. That's that crack music nigga That real black music nigga La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la God-how could you let this happen, happen, happen, happen, happen, happen? La-la-la That's that crack music, crack music That real black music, black music La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la That's that crack music nigga That real black music nigga La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la That's that crack music, crack music,that real black music, black music Our father, give us this day our daily bread ...give us these days and take our daily bread, See I done did all this ole bullshit And to attone I throw a little somethin, somethin on the pulpit. We took that shit, measured it and then cooked that shit And what we gave back was crack music And now we ooze it through they nooks and crannies So our mammas aint got to be they cooks and nannies And we gonna repo everything they ever took from grammy Now the former slaves trade hooks for grammies This dark diction has become America's addiction those who ain't even black use it. Kanye West

04.08.08, 06:19	#7 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Diamonds From Sierra Leone Diamonds From Sierra Leone Diamonds are forever They won't leave in the night I've no fear that they might Desert me Diamonds are forever forever, forever Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe Diamonds are forever forever, forever, forever The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme. Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?...... Close your eyes and imagine, feel the magic Vegas on acid, Seen through Yves St. Laurent glasses And I've realized that I've arrived, cuz It take more than a magazine to kill my Vibe does He write his own rhymes, so sort of I think 'em That mean I forgot better shit than u ever thought up Damn, is he really that caught up? I ask if you talkin' bout classics, do my name get brought up? I remember I couldn't afford a Ford Escort or even a four-track recorder So its only right that I let the top drop on a drop-top Porsche Its for yourself that's important If a stripper named Porscha and u get tips from many men Then your fat friend her nickname is Minivan Excuse me, That's just the Henny, man, I smoke, I drink, I'm supposed to stop I can't because Diamonds are forever forever, forever Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe Diamonds are forever forever, forever, forever The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme. Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?...... I was sick about awards Couldn't nobody cure me Only playa that got robbed but kept all his jewelry Alicia Keys tried to talk some sense to them 30 minutes later seems there's no convincing them What more can you ask for? The international assholes nah Who complains about what he is owed? And throw a tantrum like he is 3 years old You gotta love it though somebody still speaks from his soul And wouldn't change by the change, or the game, or the fame, When he came, in the game, he made his own lane Now all I need is y'all to pronounce my name Its Kanye - But some of my plastic - they still say Kane Got family in the D, Kin-folk from Motown Back in the Chi - them folks ain't from Motown Life movin' too fast I need to slow down Girl ain't give me no ass, ya need to go down Diamonds are forever forever, forever My father Ben said I need Jesus So he took me to church and let the water wash over my ceaser Diamonds are forever forever, forever The preacher said we need leaders Right then my body got still like a paraplegic You know who you can call you gotta best believe it The Roc stand tall and you would never believe it Take your diamonds and throw 'em up like you bulimic Yea the beat cold but the flow is anemic After debris settles and the dust get swept off Big K pick up where young Hov left off Right when magazines wrote Kanye West off I dropped my new shit sound like the best of A&R's lookin' like "pssh we messed up" Grammy night, damn right, we got dressed up Bottle after bottle till we got messed up In the studio, where really though, yea he next up People askin' me if I'm gon' give my chain back That'll be the same day I give the game back You know the next question dog "Yo, where Dame at?" This track the Indian dance to bring our reign back What's up with you and Jay, man, are y'all ok man?" They pray for the death of our dynasty like Amen R-r-r-right here stands a-man With the power to make a diamond with his bare hands... Diamonds are forever forever, forever Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe Diamonds are forever forever, forever, forever The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme. Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?...... Diamonds are forever forever, forever Diamonds are forever forever, forever, forever Kanye West

04.08.08, 06:20	#8 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Drive Slow Drive Slow Drive slow homey Drive slow homey Ya never know homey might meet some hoes homey Ya need to pump your brakes and drive slow homey My homey Mali used to stay one 79th and May One of my best friends from back in the day Down the street form Calumet a school full of stones He nicknamed me K-Rock so they'd leave me alone Bulls jacket with his hat broke way off Walk around the mall with his radio face off Plus he had the spinner from his Dayton's in his hand Keys in his hand reason again to let you know he's the man Back when we rocked Alesis he had dreams of Caprice's Drove by the teachers even more by police's How he get that cash today his father passed away Left him with a little something 16 he was stunting Al B Sure nigga with the hair all wavy Hit lakeshore girls go all crazy Hit the freeway go at least bout 80 Boned so much that summer even had him a baby See back back then then if you had a car You were the Chi town version of Baby And I was just a virgin a baby One of the reasons I looked up to him crazy I used to love to play my demo tape when the system yanked Felt like I was almost signed when the shit got cranked We'll take a Saturday and just circle the mall They had the Lincoln's and Aurora's we were hurting them all With the girls a lot of flirting involved But dawg **** all that flirting I'm trying to get in some draws So put me on with these hoes homey's He told me don't rush to get grown drive slow homey Drive slow homie Drive slow... Ya never know homey about these hoes homey Ya need to pump your breaks and drive slow homey What It do I'm posted up in the parking lot my trunk wavinThe candy gloss is immaculate and is simply amazing Them elbows poking wide on that Candy-lac Trunk open, screen's on, neon's lit with fifth relax I'm on a mission for dime piece's and sexy ladies Allow me to introduce you to my CL Mercedes It's a star-studded event when I valet park Open up my mouth and sunlight illuminates the dark You see them 4's crawling, you see them screens falling The disco ball in my mouth insinuates I'm balling I'm leaning on a switch sitting crooked in my slab But I could still catch boopas if I drove a cab A young Houston hard hitter all about the scrilla Riding some candy coated crawling like a caterpillar I'm tipping on those 4's I'm jamming off this screw I'm looking for them hoes baby what it do? Drive slow homey Turn your hazard lights on when you see them hoes Drive slow homey If you riding around the city with nowhere to go Drive slow homey Live today cause tomorrow man you never know Ya never know homey might meet some hoes homey Ya need to pump your brakes and drive slow homey My cars like the movies my cars like the crib I got more TV's in here then where I live And it don't make no sense but baby I'm the shit And everything I flip you know is something serious I got the custom grill I got the Brabus rims I got the baller genetics baby that's evident You see a player flicking and you ain't convinced That you should go and kiss it just a little bit I wear my custom kicks I got my Jesus chain My canaries is gleaming though my angle wings They see me hoes acting like they seen a king With that mean lean smoking on the finest Cali green My wood grain oak I'm riding on vogues My cylinder quiet like tip toes I sold O's and this I know When you see them hoes little homey drive slow Chopped and Screwed Yeah.. Drive slow homey Drive slow homey Ya never know homey might meet some hoes homey Ya need to pump your brakes and drive slow homey Drive slow homey Kanye West

04.08.08, 06:23	#9 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Family Business Family Business How's your son? (all, all, all the things, things) He make the team this year? (all, all, all the things things) Aw th-, they said he wasn't tall enough? (all, all, all the glitter is not gold) Yeah me we gon' cook this up (now gold is not a reality) (real is what you live to be) [Kanye West] This is family business And this is for the family that can't be with us And this is for my cousin locked down, know the answer's in us That's why I spit it in my songs so sweet Like a photo of your granny's picture Now that you're gone it hit us Super hard on Thankgiving and Christmas, this can't be right Yeah you heard the track I did man, this can't be life Somebody please say grace so I can save face And have a reason to cover my face I even made you a plate, soul food, know how Granny do it Monkey bread on the side, know how the family do it When I brought it why had guard have to look all to it? As kids we used to laugh Who knew that life would move this fast? Who knew I'd have to look at you through a glass? And look, tell me you ain't did it, you ain't did it And if you did, then that's family business And I don't care 'bout (all the, all the diamond rings, diamond rings) They don't mean a thing (all, all, all the things) All these fancy things I tell you that all (all the glitter) my weight in gold Now all I know I know all these things [Kanye West] This is family business And this is for everybody standin' with us Come on, let's take a family Grammy picture Abby, remember when they ain't believe in me? Now she like "See, that's my cousin on TV" Now, we gettin' it and we gon' make it And y'all gon' hate it and I'm his favorite I can't deny it, I'm a straight rider But when we get together be electric slidinGrandma, get 'em shook up Aw naw, don't open the photo book up I got an Aunt Ruth that can't remember your name But I bet them Polaroids'll send her down memory lane You know that one auntie, you don't wanna be rude But every holiday nobody eatin' her food And you don't wanna stay there cuz them your worst cousins Got roaches at their crib like them your first cousins Act like you ain't took a bath with your cousins Fit three in the bed while six of y'all I'm talkin' 'bout three by the head and three by the leg But you ain't have to tell my girl I used to pee in the bed Rain, rain, rain go away Let the sun come out and all the children say Rain, rain, rain go away Let the sun come out and all the children say [Kanye West] I woke up early this mornin' with a new state of mind A creative way to rhyme without usin' knives and guns Keep your nose out the sky, keep your heart to God And keep your face to the risin' sun All my niggas from the Chi, that's my family dog And my niggas ain't my guys, they my family dog I feel like one day you'll understand me dog You can still love your man and be manly dog You ain't got to get heated at every house warminSittin' here, grillin' people like George Foreman Why Uncle Ray and Aunt Shiela always performin'? The second she storms out then he storms in Y'all gon' sit down, have a good time this reunion And drink some wine like Communion And act like everything fine and if it isn't We ain't lettin' everybody in our family business (all the, all the diamond rings, diamond rings) They don't mean a thing (all, all, all the things) They don't mean a thing (all the, all the diamond rings, diamond rings) They don't mean a thing, a thing And I don't care 'bout (all the, all the diamond rings, diamond rings) They don't mean a thing (all, all, all the things) All these fancy things I tell you that all (all the glitter) my weight in gold Now all I know I know all these things [Females:] (oooh) All these things (these things) [Males:] All these things (oooh) all these things (these things) [F:] All these things (oooh) all these things (these things) [M:] All these things (oooh) all these things (these things) [F:] All these things (oooh) all these things (these things) [M:] All these things (oooh) all these things (these things) [F:] All these things (oooh) all these things (these things) [M:] All these things (oooh) all these things (these things) Kanye West

04.08.08, 06:27	#10 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Get Em High Get Em High [Kanye West] I'm tryin to catch the beat, uh I'm tryin to catch the beat I'm tryin to catch the beat, uh uh, uh I'm tryin to catch the beat N-now, th-th-throw ya mother**in hands Get em high All the girls pass the weed to ya motherin man Get em high Now I ain't never tell you to put down ya hands Keep em high And if ya losin yo high than smoke again Keep em high [Kanye West] N-n-n-now, my flow Is in the pocket like wallets, I got the bounce like hydrolics I can't call it, I got the swerve like alchoooool-ics My freshman year I was goin through hell, a problem Still I, built up the nerve to drop my ass up outta collllllll-ege My teacher said I'se a loser, I told her why don't you kill me I give a if you fail me, I'm gonna folllllllllll-ow My heart, and if you follow the charts, to the plaques or the stacks You ain't gotta guess who's back, you see I'm so Chi that you thought it was bashfull but this bastard's flow will bash a skull And I will, cut your girl like Pastor Troy And I don't, usually smoke but pass the 'dro And I won't, give you that money that you askin foWhy you think, me and Dame cool, we assholes That's why we here your music in fast foCuz we don't wanna here that weak shit no mo [Kanye West] N-now, th-th-throw ya motherin hands Get em high All the girls pass the weed to ya motherin man Get em high Now I ain't never tell you to put down ya hands Keep em high And if ya losin yo high than smoke again Keep em high [Kanye West] N-n-n-n-n-now who the hell is this E-mailin me at 11:26, tellin me that she 36-26, plus double-d You know how girls on black planet be when they get bubblee At NYU but she hail from Kansas, right now she just lampin, chillin on campus Sent me a picture with her feelin on Candice Who said her favorite rapper was the late great Francis W-H-I-T, it's gettin late mami, your screen saver say tweet So you got to call me, and bring a friend for my friend His name Kweli (You mean Talib, lyric sticks to your rib) I mean (That's my favorite CD that I play at my crib) I mean (You don't really know him, why is you lyin) Yo Kwe, she don't believe me, please pickup the line She gon' think that I'm lyin, just spit a couple of lines Then maybe I'll be able to give her dick all the time, and get her high [Talib Kweli] Yeah I can't believe this nigga use my name for pickin up dimes but Get em high, I need some tracks you tryin to pull tracks out And my rhymes as fittin to blow you tryin to blow back south Well ok, you twisted my arm, I'll asist with the charm, aiyyo Ain't you meet that chick at the conference wit ya mom? And she's the bomb, boy she got the boujI behavior Always got somethin to say like an okay playa hater Anyway, I don't usualy with the internet Birth Controls stuck to they arm like Nicorette You really in that much, you tryin to get off cigarettes And she think it's fly, she ain't met a real nigga yet I appoligize if I come off a little inconsiderate I got the bubble cushion a sister could get ahead of it Get em high like noon, or the moon or room filled with smoke A high filled with dope Y'all assumed I was doomed, out of tune, but I still feel the notes The real nigga quotes Real rappers is hard to find, like a remonte, control rap is not a Used too but still got love, that's why I abuse you who are not thugs Rock clubs, it's like Tiger, Woods in the hood, to have my own reality show Called Soul Survivor, I stole all liver, niggaz in you You'se a bitch I got ones that are thicker than you How could I ever let your words affect me, they say Hip-Hop is dead I'm here to resurrect me, mosh is to sexy to even make songs like these That's why the raw don't know your name, like Alicia Keys To many featured emcees, and pro-ducers is populer Twelve thousand spins, nobody got to coppin her Album, how come, you the hot garbager The years clear your image and snooped up Label got you souped up, tellin you you sick Man you a dick with a loose nut Video hard to watch like Medusa Even your club record need a booster Chimped up, with a pimp cup, illeaterate nigga Read the infa, red across your head I'm bread king like Simba Bolder then Denver, I ain't a Madd Rapper just a emcee with a temper You dansin for money like honey, I did this my way So when the industry crash, I survive like Kanye Spittin through wires and fires, emcees retirin Got yo hands up, get them motherers higher then N-now, th-th-throw ya motherin hands Get em high All the girls pass the weed to ya mother**in man Get em high Now I ain't never tell you to put down ya hands Keep em high And if ya losin yo high than smoke again Keep em high Kanye West

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