it motherfucker [Kanye West:] I?m here, it?s the misogyny bad bitches massaging me sometimes we lowered our standards at the colleges so please don?t
fast, cause just when I believe You came to shut it down like Drake and the Dream [Kanye West - Hook] [Pusha T - Verse 2] Yeah, she claiming that she didn?t
Kanye West Pamela Anderson, and she brought both of them breasts Paris Hilton and Lindsay, holding down Britney's skirt No more free looks, you gotta
don't know where you came or when you came all you know is weed and cocaine non believers no game I'm zooted down, rollin' a spliff maxin' flamin' like
off me When they look at the way that I am Put the bullet in your brain when I ride nigga Got it out when you entered they don't fuck with the boss
goddamn it's pretty You love a Harlem nigga we get it cookin' it's true But now I look we got more dudes in Brooklyn then you Appar-ently right? Down
'? Don't make me pop a fella Roc-A-Fella, stop a fella, could get hot for fellas, SIG!!! [Beanie Sigel] WHAT?! Don't make me chop up fellas, have to
the beat up so bad won't nobody get up on it I flow so sick, nigga, how sick? Sea sick Got your hand out, don't look at me bitch You lookin? at who made me rich You lookin
I made it to The Roc, I'm guess I ain't as dumb as you look [Chorus x2] [Kanye West] Now.. I showed you how to do this, dog Put a few beats on the
a.m. on the phone Why does she be so mad at me for, homie I don't know she's hot and cold I won't stop, won't mess my groove up cause I already know
I'ma Doctor they don't understand my writing, so I stop writing. Now I'm like lighting? And you ain't Vince Young so don't clash with the Titans. Fast
back to ballin the raps a boring dead man, I dip the casket for em I'm back performing, I bag em break their back, don't call em look down on em like
All the Bottle poppin Patron we rockin (Kanye West) uh uh uh uh yeah Me and Cass got flows til the beat run out I told you muthafuckers before we
my chin I said dawg don't you think didn't you realize I'll never make it on the plane now Its bad enough I got all this jewelry on Can't be serious
strangers And A 50 foot yacht with an anchor Young supermodel that shall remain nameless Ups and the downs, the sames and the changes All the money in the world don't
from writing But I?ma doctor they don't understand my writing So I stop writing, now I?m like lighting And you ain't Vince Young so don't clash with
looking Kanye Ruff Ryder, Roc-A-Fella collabo! You see, we're the next generation in this rap game So it's only right we got down like this [Kanye] Yep
rectum. Odd Future wolves stirring ruckus, throwing sex up. This the type of shit that makes children break in apartments. When you tell a fuckin' orphan you don't