Kanye West

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Wake Up Mr. West

 

 

(Instrumental)

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Heard 'Em Say

 

 

(feat. Adam Levine (Maroon 5))

 

Uh, Yea, Uh, Yea, Uh, Yea

 

[Verse 1]

And I heard 'em say, nothing's ever promised tomorrow today

From the Chi, like Tim it's a Hard-a-way

So this is in the name of love like Robert say

Before you ask me to go get a job today

Can I at least get a raise of minimum wage?

And I know that the governments administer aids

So I guess we just pray like the minister say

Abu Ark barb and throw him some hot cars

Things we see on the screen that not ours

But these niggaz from the hood so these dreams not far

From where I'm from the dope boys is the rock stars

But they can't cop cars with seeing cop cars

I guess they want us all behind bars, I know it

 

[Chorus: Kanye West & Adam Levine]

And I heard 'em say, nothing's ever promised tomorrow today

And I heard 'em say..

[both]

Nothing's ever promised tomorrow today

[Kanye West]

But I'm a find a way

[Adam Levine]

Nothing last forever but be honest babe, Its hurts but itn't be the only way

 

[Verse 2]

They people in life are seasons, and anything that happen it's for a reason

And niggaz gun clapping they keep to squeezing and gram keep praying and keep believing

In Jesus, and one day that you see him

Till they walk in his footsteps and try to be him

The devil is a lie I feel him breathing

Claiming money is the key, so keep on dreaming

And put them lottery tickets just to tease us

My aunt Pam can't them cigarettes down

So now my little cousin smoking them cigarettes now

His job try to claim that he too niggerish now

Is it cause be skin blacker than liquorish now

I can't figure it out, I sick of it now

 

[Chorus]

 

[Adam Levine]

Cause every worthless word we get more further away

And nothing's ever promised tomorrow today

Nothing last forever but be honest babe, its hurts but itn't be the only way

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Touch The Sky

 

 

(feat. Lupe Fiasco)

 

[intro/Chorus One: Kanye West]

I gotta testify

I'm up in the spot lookin extra fly

'Fore the day I die, I'ma touch the sky

Gotta testify

I'm up in the spot lookin extra fly

'Fore the day I die, I'ma touch the sky

 

[Kanye West]

Back when they thought pink Polos would hurt the Roc

Before Cam got the to pop

The doors was closed, I felt like Bad Boy's street team

I couldn't work the locks/The LOX

Now let's go, take 'em back to the plan

Me and my momma hopped in that U-Haul van

Any pessimists I ain't talk to them

Plus I ain't have no phone in my apart-a-ment

... Let's take 'em back to the club

Least about an hour I stand on line

I just wanted to dance, I went to Jaboc an hour

after I got my advance, I just wanted to shine

Jay favorite line, dawg in due time

Now he look at me like dawg, you what I am

A hip-hop legend, I think I died

in an accident, cause this must be heaven

 

[Chorus One]

 

[Chorus Two 2X: Kanye]

Now let's take them hi-ah-igh-igh-igh-ighhhh (Top of the world baby)

(Top top of the world)

A-la-la-la-lah-la-lahhhhh (Top of the world baby)

(On top of the world)

 

[Kanye West]

Back when Gucci was the to rock

Back when Slick Rick got the to pop

I'd do anything to say I got it

, them new loafers hurt my pocket

Before anybody wanted K-West beats

Me and my girl split the buffet at KFC

Dog, I was having nervous breakdowns

Like "Man - these niggaz that much better than me?"

Baby, I'm goin on an airplane

And I don't know if I'll be back again

Sure enough, I sent the plane tickets

But when she came to kick it, things became different

Any girl I cheated on, sheets I skeeted on

Culdn't keep it home, thought I needed a Nia Long

I'm tryin to right my wrongs

But it's funny them same wrongs helped me write this song, now

 

[Chorus Three]

I gotta testify

Come up in the spot lookin extra fly

'Fore the day you die, you gon' touch the sky

You gon' touch the sky baby girl, testify

Come up in the spot lookin extra fly

'Fore the day you die, you gon' touch the sky

 

[Lupe Fiasco]

Yes, yes, yes, guess who's on third

Lupe steal like Lupin the 3rd

Here like air 'til I'm beer on the curb

Peachfuzz buzz but bid on the verge

Let's slow it down like we're on the syrup

Bottle shaped body like Mrs. Butterworth

But, before you say another word

I'm back on the block like I'm layin on the street

I'm tryin to stop lion/lyin like I'm Mum-Ra

But I'm not lyin when I'm layin on the beat

En garde, or touche', Lupe cool as the under

But I still feel posessed as a gun charge

to come/ as correct as a star

And a fresh pair steps in my best foreign car

Self, I represent the first

Now let me end my verse right where the horns are

 

[Chorus Three]

 

We take it home baby

Sky high, I'm, I'm sky high

I'm, I'm sky high

I'm, I'm sky high

I'm, I'm sky high

I'm, I'm sky high

Sky, uh, sky high

I'm, I'm sky high

Yeah, keep it rollin, yeah

Feels good to be home baby, feels good to be home

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Gold Digger

 

 

(feat. Jamie Foxx)

 

[Jamie Foxx]

She take my money when I'm in need

Yea she's a triffling friend indeed

Oh she's a gold digger way over town

That dig's on me

 

[Chorus]

(She did me wrong)

Now I ain't saying she a gold digger (When I'm Need)

But she ain't messing with no broke niggaz

(She did me wrong)

Now I ain't saying she a gold digger (When I'm need)

but she ain't messing with no broke niggaz

get down girl gone head get down (I gotta leave)

get down girl gone head get down (I gotta leave)

get down girl gone head get down (I gotta leave)

get down girl gone head

 

[Verse 1]

Cutie the bomb

Met her at a beauty salon

With a baby Louis Vuitton

Under her underarm

She said I can tell you ROC

I can tell by ya charm

Far as girls you got a flock

I can tell by ya charm and ya arm

but I'm looking for the one

have you seen her

My psychic told me she'll have a like Serena

Trina, Jennifer Lopez, four kids

An I gotta take all they bad to show-biz

Ok get ya kids but then they got their friends

I pulled up in the Benz, they all got up in

We all went to Den and then I had to pay

If you with this girl then you better be payed

You know why

It take too much to touch her

From what I heard she got a baby by Busta

My best friend say she use to with Usher

I dont care what none of y'all say I still love her

 

[Chorus]

(She did me wrong)

Now I ain't saying she a gold digger (When I'm Need)

But she ain't messing with no broke niggaz

(She did me wrong)

Now I ain't saying she a gold digger (When I'm need)

but she ain't messing with no broke niggaz

get down girl gone head get down (I gotta leave)

get down girl gone head get down (I gotta leave)

get down girl gone head get down (I gotta leave)

get down girl gone head

 

[Verse 2]

18 years, 18 years

She got one of yo kids got you for 18 years

I know somebody paying child support for one of his kids

His baby momma's car and crib is bigger than his

You will see him on TV Any Given Sunday

Win the Superbowl and drive off in a Hyundai

She was spose to buy ya shorty TYCO with ya money

She went to the doctor got lypo with ya money

She walking around looking like Micheal with ya money

Should of got that insured got GEICO for ya moneeey,(money, money)

If you ain't no punk holla We Want Prenup

WE WANT PRENUP!, Yeaah

It's something that you need to have

Cause when she leave yo she gone leave with half

18 years, 18 years

And on her 18th birthday he found out it wasn't his

 

[Chorus]

(She did me wrong)

Now I ain't saying she a gold digger (When I'm Need)

But she ain't messing with no broke niggaz

(She did me wrong)

Now I ain't saying she a gold digger (When I'm need)

but she ain't messing with no broke niggaz

get down girl gone head get down (I gotta leave)

get down girl gone head get down (I gotta leave)

get down girl gone head get down (I gotta leave)

get down girl gone head

 

[Verse 3]

Now I ain't saying you a gold digger you got needs

You dont want ya dude to smoke but he can't buy weed

You go out to eat and he cant pay y'all cant leave

There's dishes in the back, he gotta roll up his sleeves

But why y'all washing watch him

He gone make it into a Benz out of that Datson

He got that ambition baby look in his eyes

This week he mopping floors next week it's the fries

So, stick by his side

I know his dude's balling but yea that's nice

And they gone keep calling and trying

But you stay right girl

But when you get on he leave yo for a white girl

 

get down girl gone head get down (I gotta leave)

get down girl gone head get down (I gotta leave)

get down girl gone head get down (I gotta leave)

get down girl gone head

[! M@ro@mD !]

Broke Phi Broke

 

 

(Instrumental)

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Drive Slow

 

 

(feat. GLC & Paul Wall)

 

(Vocal ad-libs)

 

[Chorus]

Drive slow, homie..

Drive slow, homie..

You never know, homie

Might meet some hoes, homie

You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie

 

[Verse 1: Kanye West]

My homie Mali used to stay

Sunny 9th and May

One of my best friends from back in the day

Down the street from Kyle you met, a school full of stones

He nicknamed me K-Rock so they'll leave me alone

Bulls jacket with his hat broke way off

And walked around the mall with his radio face off

Plus he had the spinner from his Daytons in his hand, keys in his hand

Reason again to let you know he's the man

Back when we rocked the 'Leases, he had dreams of Caprices

Drove by the teachers, even more by polices

How he get the cash the day his father passed away

Left him with a lil somethin, 16 he was stuntin

"Al B. Sure!" nigga with the hair all wavy

Hit Lakeshore, girls go all crazy

Hit the freeway, go at least bout 80

Boned so much that summer, even had him a baby

See back back then then if you had a car

You was the Chi-Town version of Baby

And I was just a virgin, a baby

One of the reasons I looked up to him crazy

I used to love play my demo tape when the system yanked

Felt like I was almost signed when the got cranked

We'll take a Saturday and just circle the mall

They had they Lakers and (?), we was hurtin 'em all

With the girls alot of flirtin involved, dog..

all that flirtin, I'm tryin to get in some drawers, so

Put me on with these hoes homie

He told me, "Don't rush to get grown, drive slow homie"

 

[Chorus]

Drive slow, homie

(Drive slow...)

You never know, homie

About these hoes homie

You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie

 

[Verse 2: Paul Wall]

What it do

I'm posted up in the parking lot, my trunk wavin

The candy gloss is immaculate, its simply amazing

Them elbows pokin wide on that candy 'Lac

Trunk open, screens on, neon's lit with 5th relaxed

I'm on a mission for dime pieces and sexy ladies

Allow me to introduce you to my CL Mercedes

It's a star-studded event when I valet park

Open up my mouth and sunlight illuminates the dark

You see them 4's crawlin, you see them screens fallin

The disco ball in my mouth insinuates I'm ballin

I'm leanin on the switch, sittin crooked in my slab

But I could still catches boppers if I drove a cab

A young Houston hard-hitter all about the scrilla

Ridin' somethin candy-coated crawlin like a caterpillar

I'm tippin on them 4's, I'm jammin on that Screw

I'm lookin for them hoes baby, what it do

 

[Chorus: Kanye West & (GLC)]

Drive slow, homie

(Turn your hazard lights on when you see them hoes...)

Drive slow, homie

(If you ridin around the city with nowhere to go...)

Drive slow, homie

(Live today, cause tomorrow man, you never know...)

You never know, homie

Might meet some hoes, homie

You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie

 

[Verse 3: Kanye West & GLC]

(Kanye West)

My car's like the movie, my car's like the crib

I got mo TV's in here than where I live

(GLC)

And that don't make no sense, but baby I'm the

And everything I flip, you know it's somethin serious

I got the custom grill, I got the Bravis rims

I got the baller genetics baby this evidence

You see a player flickin, and how you ain't convinced

That you should go on and kiss it, "just a lil bit" *echoes*

I wearin my custom kicks, I got my Jesus chain

My canary's is gleamin, through my angel wings

They see me, hoes actin like they seen a king

With that mean lean, smokin on that finest Cali green

My woodgrain oak, I'm ridin on Vogues

My cylinder quiet, like tip-toes

I sold O's, and this I know

When you see them hoes, lil homie drive slow *echoes*

 

(John Legend harmony ad-libs)

 

*song starts from beginning, this time screwed*

 

Yea

Drive slow, homie..

Drive slow, homie..

You never know, homie

Might meet some hoes, homie

You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie

 

Drive slow, homie

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My Way Home

 

 

(feat. Common)

 

* samples are from "Home is Where the Hatred Is" by Gil Scott-Heron

 

[Common]

Yeah

{* "I'm on my way home" - sample repeats throughout}

They say home is where the hate is, my dome is where fate is

I stroll where souls get lose like Vegas

Seen through the eyes of rebel glasses

Pray to God that my arms reach the masses

The young smoke grass in grassless jungles

Rubber band together in cashless bundles

We wear strugglin chains, divided only hustle remains

Makin sense of it we hustle for change

Revolution ain't a game it's another name, for life fightin

Someone to stay in they corner like Mike Tyson

Heights fightin for hits to heighten they hell

Don't he know he could only get as high as he fell

Show money becomes bail, relationships become jail

Children are unhailed

I wish love was for sale, "Behold the Pale - Horse"

got me trapped like R. Kel', I bail and it

 

{* "Might not be such a bad idea if I never... never went home again"}

{* "I'm on my way home"} {"I left three days ago, but no one seems to know I'm gone"}

{* "Home is where the hatred is; home is filled with pain and it"}

{* "Might not be such a bad idea if I never... never went home again"}

[! M@ro@mD !]

Crack Music

 

 

(feat. The Game)

 

[Chorus: Kanye West] + (The Game)

That's that crack music nigga

That real black music nigga

{La la la la la la la lahhhh, la la la la la lahhhh}

(That's that crack music nigga)

(That real black music nigga)

{La la la la la la la lahhhh, la la la la la lahhhh}

 

[Kanye West]

How we stop the Black Panthers?

Ronald Reagan cooked up an answer

You hear that, what Gil Scott is Heron

When our heroes or heroines got hooked on heroin

Crack, raised the murder rate in D.C. and Maryland

We, invested in that, it's like we got Merrill 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 can't tell if

that's that good , we ain't sure man

Put the CD on your tongue, yeah that's pure man

 

[Chorus]

 

[Kanye West]

From the place where the father's gone, the mothers is hardly home

And the madigon's lock us up in the arty home

How the Mexicans say, we just tryin to party homes

They wanna pack us all in a box like styrofoam

Who gave Saddam anthrax?

George Bush got the answers

Back in the hood it's a different type of chemical

Arm & Hammer baking soda raised they own quota

Right when our soldiers, ran for the stove cause

Cause, dreams of being Hova

Went from bein a broke man to bein a dopeman

to bein the President, look there's hope man

This that inspiration for the Moes and the folks man

Shorty come and see his momma straight overdosin

... And this is the soundtrack

This the type of music that you make when you 'round that

 

[Chorus]

 

[Kanye West]

God, how could you let this happen {*echoes*}

 

[harmonizing for 18 seconds]

 

[Kanye West]

Uhh, that's that crack music, crack music

That real black music, black music

{La la la la la la la lahhhh, la la la la la lahhhh}

 

[The Game]

That's that crack music nigga

That real black music nigga

{La la la la la la la lahhhh, la la la la la lahhhh}

 

{La la la la la la la lahhhh, la la la la la lahhhh}

{La la la la la la la lahhhh, la la la la la lahhhh}

 

[Kanye West]

Uhh, that's that crack music, crack music

That real black music, black music

{La la la la la la la lahhhh, la la la la la lahhhh}

Our father, give us this day, our daily bread

Before the feds give us these days and take our daily bread

See I done did all this ol' bullshit

And to atone, I throw a lil' somethin somethin on the pulpit

We took that , measured it and then cooked that

And what we gave back, was crack, music

And now we ooze it, through they nooks and crannies

So our mommas ain't got to be they, cooks and nannies

And we gon' repo everything they ever took from grammy

Now the former slaves trade hooks, for Grammy's

This dark diction, has become America's addiction

Those who ain't even black use it

We gon' keep baggin up this here, crack music

[! M@ro@mD !]

Roses

 

 

[Verse 1]

 

[Kanye West]

I know it's past visiting hours

But can I please give her these flowers

The doctor dont wanna take procedures

He claimed my heart can't take the anastesia

It'll send her body into a seizure

The little thing by the hospital bed, it'll stop beeping,

Hey chick, im at a lost for words

What do you say at this time?

Remember when I was nine?

Tell her everything gone be fine?

But i'd be lying, the family crying

They want her to live, and she trying

I'm argueing like what kind of doctor can we fly in

You know the best medicine go to people thats paid,

If Magic Johnson got a cure for A.I.D.'s

And all the broke muthafuckers past away

You tellin me if my grandma was in the N.B.A.

Right now she'd be ok?

But since she was just a secretary

Working for the church

For thirty five years

Things sposed to stop right here

My grandfather tryin to pull it together, he strong,

Thats where I get my confidence from

I asked the nurse "did you do the research?"

She ask me, "can you sign some t-shirts?"

is you smokin reefer?

You dont see that we hurt

But still...

 

[Chorus]

 

...I smile

The roses come to see me

And I can't wait for a sunny day

(Im seeing it through your eyes)

Can't wait for the clouds to break

 

[Verse 2]

 

[Kanye West]

They outside of the emergancy room, room

You can feel my heart beat, beat, beat

If she gone pull through

We gone find out soon

But right now she sleep, sleep, sleep

My mama say, they say she could pass away any day

Hey chick what these doctors know anyway

Let me see the X-rays

I ain't no expert, I'm just hurt

Cousin Kim took off for work

Plus my Aunt Shirley, Aunt Beverly, Aunt Claire and Aunt Jean

So many Aunties, we could have an Auntie team

Feel like Amerie "Its this one thing"

When they said that she made it

You see the eyes gleam

I think we at an all time high

To get there we run, we fly, we drive

Coz with my family we know where home is

So instead of sending flowers

We the roses...

 

[Chorus]

 

I smile

The roses come to see me

And I can't wait for a sunny day

(Im seeing it through your eyes)

Can't wait for the clouds to break

 

Who brings the sunshine?

 

Ohhhhh I smile

The roses come to see me

And I can't wait for a sunny day

(Im seeing it through your eyes)

Can't wait for the clouds to breaK

[! M@ro@mD !]

Bring Me Down

 

 

(feat. Brandy)

 

[Chorus: Brandy]

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

 

[Kanye]

We gon' last 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 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

 

[brandy]

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

 

[Chorus] - 5X

[! M@ro@mD !]

Addiction

 

 

Makes me smile with my heart

oh

 

[chorus]

why everything thats s'pose to be bad

make me feel so good

everything thing they told me not to

is exactly what i would

man i tried to stop man

i tried the best i could but

 

whats your addiction is it money is it girls is it weed

ive been afflicted by not one not two but all three

she got the same thing about me but more about us

and shes comin over so i guess thats means im a drug

just let me peep now i mean im so curious

shes got a lover so the lies and the is a rush

times of the essence i need you to be spontaneous

roll up the dojer

and he aint c-c-c-colder

then im c-comin over

cuz its n-never over

 

[chorus]

why everything thats s'pose to be 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

 

i see the emotion in yours eyes

that you try not to show

we get the closest when you high

or you drunk or you blowed

so i pull the potion so when can both

get high as we can go

then i get the lotion and do something to me

when your thighs is exposed

no turnin back now

i mean i dont mean to impose

not now but right now

i need you to undress and then pose

im into that now

catch a vibe when the doors get closed

roll up the dojer

and he aint c-c-c-colder

and i keep c-c-comin over

cuz its n-never over

 

[chorus]

 

[chorus]

 

i just wanted to ask you

just wanted to ask

baby how would i put this umm

lets say all your friends

remember the one

you said if you ever she would be the one

ok ok ok well

i was thinkin hypothetically

i mean dont take this seriously

dont take me i mean just uh

not credibly im feeling incredibly

i mean lets let it be

i just let it be

i mean you hauntin me

i mean you hauntin me

maybe baby baby baby baby

you know i was just kiddin

unless you gone do it

[! M@ro@mD !]

Broke Phi Broke Step

 

 

(Instrumental)

[! M@ro@mD !]

Diamonds from Sierra Leone (Remix)

 

 

(feat. Jay-Z)

 

[intro: Shirley Bassey sample]

Diamonds are forever

They are all I need to please me

They can't stimulate or tease me

They won't leave in the night

Have no fear that they might desert me

 

[Hook: Kanye West] + (sample)

(Diamonds are forever, forever, forever)

Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe

(Diamonds are forever, forever, forever)

The Roc is still alive everytime I rhyme

(Forever...)

Forever ever? Forever ever?

Ever ever? Ever ever?

Ever ever? Ever ever? Ever ever?

 

[Verse 1: Kanye West]

Good morning, this ain't Vietnam still

People lose hands, legs, arms, fo' real

Little was known on Sierra Leone

And how it connect to the diamonds we own

When I spit the diamonds in this song

I ain't talkin' 'bout the ones that be glowin'

I'm talkin' 'bout Roc-a-Fella, my home

My chain, this ain't conflict diamonds

Is they Jacob? Don't lie to me, man

See, a part of me sayin', "Keep shinin'"

How? When I know what a blood diamond 's

Though it's thousands of miles away

Sierra Leone connect to what we go through today

Over here it's a drug trade, we die from drugs

Over there they die from what we buy from drugs

The diamonds, the chains, the bracelets, the charmses

I thought my Jesus piece was so harmless

'Til I seen a picture of a shorty armless

And here's the conflict

It's in a black person soul to rock that gold

Spend your while life tryin' to get that ice

On a Polo rugby it look so nice

How can something so wrong make me feel so right?

Right? 'fore I beat myself up like Ike

You can still throw your Roc-a-Fella diamond tonight

Because

 

[Hook]

 

[Verse 2: Kanye West]

People askin' me is am I 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 that bring our reign/rain back

What's up with you and Jay, man?

Are y'all okay man?

 

[Jay-Z]

Yup, I got it from here 'Ye,

The chain remains, the game is intact

The name is mine, I'll take blame for that

The pressure's on but guess who ain't gon' crack

Haha, pardon me, I had to laugh at that

How could you falter when you're the Rock of Gibraltar?

I had to get off the boat so I could walk on water

This ain't no tall order, this is nothin' to me

Difficult takes a day, impossible takes a week

I do this in my sleep

I sold kilos of coke, I'm guessin' I can sell CDs

I'm not a businessman

I'm a business, man

Let me handle my business,

Kanyeez you got me, Freeway then Foxy

YG's, Tiar', 'merie, Peedi watch me

Bleek could be one hit away his whole career

As long as I'm alive he's a millionaire

And even if I die he's in my will somewhere

So he could just kick back and chill somewhere

Oh yeah, he don't even hafta write rhymes

The Dynasty like my money, last three lifetimes

Shirley Bassey's in the red sayin' exactly

What I been sayin' practically my whole career

A diamond is forever, I been minin' this forever

Now the Louis Vuitton Don's timin' couldn't be better

People lined up to see the Titanic sinkin'

Instead we rose up from the ash like a phoenix

If you waitin' for the end, the Dynasty sign

And what seem like forever is a mighty long time

 

[Outro: Jay-Z] + (sample)

(Forever...)

Uh, Young,

Haha

Goodnight!

[! M@ro@mD !]

We Major

 

 

(feat. Nas, Really Doe & Tony Williams)

 

[21 second instrumental to open]

 

[Chorus: Really Doe]

You muh' better do your job and roll up, and WATCH how we roll up

An', I can't control it cain't hold it, it's so NUUUUUUTS

I take a sip of that 'gnac, I wanna FUUUUUCK

I take a hit of that chronic, it got me stuck

But really what's amazin is how I keep blazin

Towel under the door, we smoke until the day's end

Puff puff and pass, don't up rotation

Hypnotiq or Henny? Nah nigga, that's a chaser

Turn nuttin to somethin, now pimpin that's a savior

Best things like green now pimpin get your paper

High off the ground from stair to skyscraper

Cool off, thinkin we local c'mon homey we major

 

[Kanye West]

We major? C'mon homey we major

We MAJOR?! C'mon homey we major

We major, c'mon homey we major

We major, c'mon..

 

Feelin better than some head on a Sunday afternoon

Better than a chick that say yes too soon

Until you have a daughter that's what I call karma

And you pray to God she don't grow breasts too soon

Projects to' up, gang signs is thrown up

Niggaz hats broke off, that's how we grow up

Why else you think shorties write rhymes just to blow up?

Get they first car and then IRS show up

He ain't never had , but he had that 9

Nigga come through flickin and he had that shine

Put 2 and 2 together and a little bad weather

Gon' be your whole family on that funeral line

Asked the reverend was the strip clubs cool

If my tips helped send a pretty girl through school

That's all I want, like winos want they good whiskey

I ain't in the Klan but I brought my hood with me

 

[Chorus]

 

[Nas]

We major? C'mon homey we major

We major? C'mon homey we major

We major! C'mon homey we major

We major! C'mon homey we major

 

I heard the beat and I ain't know what to write

First line should it be about the hoes or the ice?

Fo-fo's or Black Christ? Both flows'd be nice

Rap about big paper or the black man plight

At the studio console, asked my man to the right

What this verse sound like, should I freestyle or write?

He said, "Nas what the fans want is Illmatic still"

Looked at the pad and pen, fell, and jotted what I feel

Been like twelve years since a nigga first signed

Now I'm a free agent and I'm thinkin it's time

to build my very own Motown

Cause rappers be deprived, of executive 9 to 5's

And it hurts to see these companies be stealin the life

And I love to give my blood sweat and tears to the mic

So y'all copped the LP's and y'all fiends got dealt

I'm Jesse Jackson on the balcony when King got killed

I survived the livest niggaz around

Last longer than more than half of you clowns

Look, I used to cook before I had the game took

Either way my change came like Sam Cooke

 

Yeah! Yeah! Ye-yeah, ye-yeah

 

[Tony Williams]

Feeling better than I ever felt before today

But better late than never, it's

Orien-tation, still we can make it better

Throwin all your cares away...

 

[Chorus]

 

[Kanye] + (Nas)

We major? (C'mon homey we major)

We MAJOR?! (C'mon homey we major)

We major (C'mon homey we major)

We major...

 

[Tony Williams]

Feeling better than I ever felt before today

But better late than never, it's

Orien-tation, still we can make it better

Throwin all your cares away...

 

[music starts to fade until 5:21 in the song]

 

[Kanye West]

Can I talk my again?

Can I talk my again?!

I can't believe I'm back up in this muh'

I'ma be late though

I gotta figure out what I'm gonna wear

Yeah... the Roc is definitely in the building

Good music's definitely in the building

I gotta say what's up to Tony Williams

On the vocals sings, he sings quite beautifully

Don't you agree? Don't you agree?

Uhh, and Jon Brion on the keys right now

And Warren Campbell on the keys right now

So they ask me - why you call it "Late Registration" 'Ye?

Cause we takin these muh' back to school

If you know this part right here, feel free to sing along

 

[Tony Williams] + (Kanye West)

Feeling better than I ever felt before today (If you feelin good)

But better late than never; it's orien-tation (It's orientation)

Still we can make it better

Throwin all your cares away... (We want you to get used to this)

(Uhh, they cain't do what we do baby)

(Uh-uh, uh-uh, they cain't do what we do baby)

(Uh-uh, uh-uh, they cain't do what we do baby)

(Yeah...)

[! M@ro@mD !]

Founded

 

 

(Instrumental)