Justin Vernon:
I can hold my liquor
This man can't handle me
But this man can't handle his weed
On Chicago, south of town
I'm on in Indiana
I'm heard on the radio now
Chief Keef:
I can't handle no liquor
But these bitches can't handle me
I can't control my niggas
And my niggas they can't control me
You say you know me, my nigga
But you really just know the old me
Kanye West:
Bitch I'm back out my coma, waking up on your sofa
When I park my Range Rover, slightly scratch your Corolla
Okay, I smashed your Corolla, I'm hanging on a hangover
Five years we been over, ask me why I came over
One more hit and I can own ya, one more fuck and I can own ya
One cold night in October, pussy had me floating
Feel like Deepak Chopra, pussy had me dead
Might call 2Pac over, Yeezy's all on you sofa, these the red Octobers
Still ain't learn me no manners, you love me when I ain't sober
You love me when I'm hungover, even when I blow doja
Then her auntie came over, skinny bitch with no shoulders
Tellin' you that I'm bogus, bitch you don't even know us
Baby girl, he's a loner, baby girl, he's a loner
Late night organ donor, after that he disown ya
After that he's just hopeless, soul mates become soulless
When he's sober it's over and bitch, I'm back out my coma
Callin' up your uncle's place
Shit's all over the place
I don't hear your phone
Ohhh on the phone
Chief Keef:
I can't handle no liquor
But these bitches can't handle me
I can't control my niggas
And my niggas they can't control me
You say you know me, my nigga
But you really just know the old me
Justin Vernon и Kanye West:
I heard you need a n
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You rappers think I give a f*ck about the way the day spent
Want to be on my album but don't want me on they sh*t
Everybody thought i was makin a compelation
I was really makin myself they competation.
Fresh off the plane form the all star game.
Bone girls on t.v so it's all star trains
Just picture man. No stichin man.
somethin for the phiends fresh out the kitchen man.
Last 9/11 I was poor on a half till I floored up my math
Now it's Porsche 9/11 and I'm floorin the gas
Problems that i had no more.
well damn look at how everybody den changed
all my niggas is bout to have it made
tell j that i'm bout to change the game
this makes everything else sound played
goddamn Kanye! Kanye! Kanye!
Now hold up. Ain't nobody makin with me dog now you say it.
Ain't nobody messin with you at all
I told dude you can't even rap on my interlude
now does that make me as rude as Jude?
When the album comin out man the people is askin
Yall got motive adidas ya sick with the fashion
Ya already got do so ya spit for the passion
the way ya rhymes give me Tribe Called Quest flash backs
And let's not even bring up the tracks man
nope nope let's not do that man
ya eatin up the game like Pac man
and got the whole world shakin just like crack phiends.
Heavy hitters for life
Roca fella is for life throw them diamonds up throw them diamonds up trow ya diamonds
I think, I just fell in love with a porn star,
Turn the camera on, she a born star,
Turn the corners in a foreign car,
Call the coroners do the CPR.
She gave that old nigga a ulcer,
Her bitter sweet taste
Made his gold teeth ache, uh!
Make her knees shake,
Make a priest faint, uh!
Make a nun cum,
Make her cremate, uh!
Move downtown, cop a sweet space, uh!
Livin' life like we won the sweepstakes, what!
We headin' to hell for heaven's sake, huh!
Well, I'mma levitate,
Make the devil wait, yeah!
Have you lost your mind?
Tell me, when you think we crossed the line?
No more drugs for me,
Pussy and religion is all I need.
Grab my hand and, baby,
We'll live a hell of a life!
Never in your wildest dreams,
Never in your wildest dreams, in your wildest
You could hear the loudest screams
Comin' from inside the screen, you a wild bitch.
Tell me, what I gotta do
To be that guy.
Said, her price go down,
She ever fuck a black guy,
Or do anal, or do a gang bang.
It's kinda crazy, that's all considered the same thing.
Well, I guess a lotta niggas
Do gang bang,
And if we run trains, we all in the same gang,
Runaway slaves all on a chain gang,
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.
Have you lost your mind?
Tell me, when you think we crossed the line?
No more drugs for me,
Pussy and religion is all I need.
Grab my hand and, baby,
We'll live a hell of a life!
One day I'm gon' marry a porn star,
We'll have a big ass crib
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Uh Yea uh yea uh yea...
And i heard em say
nuthins ever promised tomorrow today
From the Chi, like Tim, its the Hardaway
So this is in the name of love like Robert say
Before u ask me to go get a job today.
can i at least get a raise
on the minimum wage.
and i know the government administered AIDS
so i guess we just pray like the minister say.
Allah o Akhbar jus throw in some hot cars
cause the things we see on the screen is not ours
but these niggas from the hood so these dreams not far
where i'm from the dope boys is the rock stars
but they can't cop cars without seeing cop cars
I guess they want us all behind bars
I know it
uhn
And i heard em say
nuthins ever promised tomorrow today
(but we'll find a way)
nothing lasts forever but be honest babe
tough, but it might be the only way)
They say people in your life for jus seasons
And anything that happen is for a reason
And niggas gun-clappin' and keep to squeezin'
And gran' keep prayin' and keep believin'
In Jesus, and one day that she'll see him
Till then in walk his footsteps and try to be him,
The devil is alive, I feel him breathin'
Claimin' money is the key, so keep on dreamin'
And put them lottery tickets just to tease us
My Aunt Pam can't put them cigarettes down,
So now my lil' cousin smokin' them cigarettes now
His job try to claim that he too niggerish now
Is it 'cause his skin blacker than licorice now?
I can't figure it out,
but I'm stickin it out
uhn
And i heard em say
nuthins ever promised tomorrow today
but we'll find a way
(nothing lasts forever but be honest babe
hurts, but
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[Chorus]
In the night, I hear 'em talk,
the coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road, he lost his soul to a woman so heartless..
How could you be so heartless?
Oh.. How could you be so heartless?
[Verse 1]
How could you be so, cold as the winter wind when it breeze, yo
Just remember that you talkin' to me though
You know need to watch the way you talkin' to me, yo
I mean after all the things that we've been through
I mean after all the things we got into
Hey yo, I know of some things that you ain't told me
Hey yo, I did some things but that's the old me
And now you wanna get me back and you gon' show me
So you walk around like you don't know me
You got a new friend, well I got homies
But in the end it's still so lonely
[Chorus]
In the night, I hear 'em talk,
the coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road, he lost his soul to a woman so heartless..
How could you be so heartless?
Oh.. How could you be so heartless?
[Verse 2]
How could be so Dr. Evil, you bringin' out a side of me that I dont know..
I decided we weren't gon' speak so
Why we up 3 A.M. on the phone
Why does she be so mad at me fo'
Homie I dont know, she's hot and cold
I won't stop, I won't mess my groove up
'Cause I already know how this thing go
You run and tell your friends that you're leaving me
They say that they don't see what you see in me
You wait a couple months then you gon' see
You'll never find nobody better than me
[Chorus]
In the night, I hear 'em talk,
the coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road, he lost his soul to a woman so heartless..
How could you be so heartless?
Oh.. How could you be so heartless?
I need to call it off, I need to make it known
'Nother one, something gone, Capricorn
Dancing out on the lawn, fancy like the things she likes
She lives her life, I'm living mine
All dem a gwaan dem a dem a dem a gwaan
Dem a gwaan gwaan gwaan, chop it and spray
All dem a gwaan dem a dem a dem a gwaan
Dem a gwaan gwaan gwaan, chop it and spray
Kanye West:
Maybe it's cause she into Leos
And I was into trios, plus all the trips to Rio
Couldn't have helped, it's gettin' cold
Better bring your ski clothes, pick it through the keyhole
The door locked by myself and I'm feelin' it right now
Cause it's the time when my heart got shot down
Blocka-blocka, blocka, blocka-blocka, blocka
Pour a little champagne, cranberry vodka
Feelin' lied to like parents never said you adopted
Your feelings like Zulu, then nothing is a Shaka
I hit her with Jamaican dick, I'm the new Shabba
She lookin' for her daddy, call me Big Poppa
On to the next saga
Focus on the future and let the crew knock her
Star Wars fur, yeah I'm rockin' Chewbacca
The one Chief Rocka, number one Chief Rocka
All dem a gwaan dem a dem a dem a gwaan
Dem a gwaan gwaan gwaan, chop, chop chop
All dem a gwaan dem a dem a dem a gwaan
Dem a gwaan gwaan gwaan, chop it and spray
None ah dem have the guts to rise it and spray
None ah dem have the guts to bust the SK
Kid Cudi:
Ohh
If you love me so much then why'd you let me go?
If you love me so much then why'd you let me go?
If you love me so much then why'd you let me go?
Let me go, let me go, let me go, let me go
If you love me so much then why'd you let me go?
Let me go, let me go
All dem a gwaan dem a dem a dem a gwaan
Dem a gwaan gwaan gwaan, chop, chop c
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Intro: woman (Kanye West)]
(first of all, this song right here got...)
You say what is it that you want?
(...a long ass intro)
You got everything that a woman could ever need in life
(you got everything)
You got a closet full of minks, Chinchilla
(you got beats from Kanye)
I got a bureau full of diamonds
(what else ya need?)
I can change four times a day if I want to
You even tryin' to eat lobster and drink champagne
Now you know that ain't your roots
For you strictly a collard green and cornbread bit
Now you know if anybody know it I know
But since you feel like that this evening
Sit down (know what?) and drink some champagne with me
And let me rap to you
[Verse 1: Kanye West]
You'll never catch me in that baby momma Benz again
I'm pushin' a G5
All the girls sayin' that his hair look Indian
And ain't never seen him and MCM
Now I don't like fake boobies but I'd do it to Lil'
Kim (yes I would)
We gon' roll this weed
We gon' play like Sonny Bono and hit these trees soon as we get alone
I'm doin' these beats for pro bono soon as we get to bone
Now she like a lotta clothes, I like to see her out of 'em
She got a lot exposed, pump up the volume
Pump up the volume, dance, dance
Don't give Kanye a chance
Cuz I'm a Gemini with two sides and two rides
Y'all talkin' business, I'm peepin' her thighs
Look, I'm tryin' to hit that back end 'fore I get that back in
Called Trina and "Do she need that beat tracked again?"
Kanye to the year, you heard the name
Tracks plus racks, finna murder the game
Uh, can I get it?
Uh uh uh uh uh uh
All these is believe and breathe the same air that I breathe and bleed like I bleed
Only different story, fuck that up
Iceberg flows, I gotta pose
Every whip but the studio
In the hospital dissin, flow is very sick
Plus very rich, very thick chain
Very thick til I got every bitch
20's at the bottom carry the 6
If I cock back and shot on my band with precision
You can't hate this, with the platinum braces
I rather need new teeth than a whole facelift
But she taste this, rather taste this
Taste my aiming, watch me H this
You whack rap, catch me a replacement
So I hit the basement, took it back to basics
We stand to my tims, grab my laces
Got loofs on, the only type noose on em
Define how like triple goose in it
What the fuck I gotta do? Another truth in?
See it don't really matter what yall brooling
Yall ain't satisfied til we shoot you
So if somebody gotta die tell me who want it
That Chi Town, Southside booth, we on it, we on it
I'm no longer confused but don't tell anybody.
I'm about to break the rules but don't tell anybody.
I got something better than school but don't tell anybody.
My momma would kill me but don't anybody.
she wants me to get a good ass job just like everybody.
She ain't walked in my shoes I'm just not everybody.
Kid Cudi:
Ain’t no question if I want it, I need it
I can feel it slowly drifting away from me
I’m on the edge, so why you playing? I’m saying
I will never ever let you live this down, down, down
Not for nothing I’ve forseen it, I dream it
I can feel it slowly drifting away from me
No more chances if you blow this, you bogus
I will never ever let you live this down, down, down
Kanye West:
Penitentiary chances, the devil dances
And eventually answers to the call of Autumn
All of them fallin' for the love of ballin'
Got caught with 30 rocks, the cop look like Alec Baldwin
Inter century anthems based off inner city tantrums
Based off the way we was branded
Face it, Jerome get more time than Brandon
And at the airport they check all through my bag
And tell me that it's random
But we stay winning,
This week has been a bad massage
I need a happy ending and a new beginning
And a new fitted and some job opportunities
That's lucrative
This the real world, homie, school finished
They done stole your dreams, you dunno who did it
I treat the cash the way
The government treats AIDS
I won't be satisfied till all my niggas get it, get it?
Kid Cudi:
Ain't no question if I want it, I need it
I can feel it slowly drifting away from me
I'm on the edge, so why you playing? I'm saying
I will never ever let you live this down, down, down
Kanye West:
Is hip hop just a euphemism for a new religion
The soul music for the slaves that the youth is missing
This is more than just my road to
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