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[Kanye
Uh, Good music, this our
backing drums by DJ
now let me count it down, who the f-ck up in
Common, Don, Old G, rap, oh
that n-ggas know you can't really with that
T, the Clipse just made a classic
Good music we too Jurassic, you stay plastic

Ramadan with the flow, everyone fasting
Big is a don
Cyhi da
why you so nervous dog being tense
if you aint talking bout Rash we got nothing in common
f-ck that and thats just sense what the

T]
Came in the game, 8 years
8 later, your mans on fire
My Book of Eli, to all my
play the two doors, car named desire
came in Grindin', Ye' throught the wire
but at the crossroads, Bone thugs
1st of the month, Trump to the
too paid on the coupe you been fired
smooth criminal, no
man in the mirror, no liar
still like butterfly like Mariah
show me the money the black Jerry
Tom on that couch if that money right
West Hollywood feels like a bunny
GOOD company and better jewelers
to the Life, we GOOD music

Sean]
Man, I wake up to a wet
every day's a and every nights a sex scene
week is fashion week and every day I'm pressed clean
Detroit's Angel, I got red wings
I'm headed to the ball, me and prom queens
my life's prom night and guess the Prom King
they a kissing fight and I'm Don King
everybody know I'm coming soon LeBron's ring
I'm Big L, Notorious, Big Pun, Shawn Carter, Sean Combs and all in one
told you sky's the limit is looking dumb
cause I'm 22 and I'm on the sun
oh your girl
she feelin on my water right next to a boaters
and she tryna motor boat her and im coming from the w-w-westside of the
you might banana clips 'cause it's Guerilla warfare
last I was watching this from the couch and now I'm here
thats to let you what I'm about
black suit cuz my whole team's killing
had to keep setting trends cuz your team stealin
many tell me I'm the man I aint it yet
me who the baddest, I'll see if i see them naked yet
won't stop til I get Mercedes 700 CLK and Mercedes aint made it yet

Da Prince]
I'm Mr Got bread Quizno's
known as MJ with the big nose
I swear your artist see me on his tip toes
only on TV I gotta take a pose
let me stop I this was a big show
and being dope made you I aint piss poor
I'm big poppa plus I'm
my is a weapon what I need to pop a clip for
huh, I'm doing for hip hop
Im coming you, him and his spot
still tied to the streets a ish knot
aint nothing fake, I'm not a with a tick tock
Atlanta repper in the of the yankees
wood suit on with the hanky
I got rich from the zones of the
so know my money long, lanky!
so I'm flexible stretching out my
switching up the got the crowd going testicles
can't bleep it out cuz there nothing sexual
I'm blowing loud, somebody check the
I'm impeccable put me on the pedestal
and if you bite me, it's for you like a vegatable
shows by the several, full of festivals
and if I ever do time than you know its
uh, incredible,

F-f-fam fam fam monster too
you see I do things that the monsters do
the incomparable, remarkable,
about my technique, my technique
I recognise like the ESPY's
to myself I say God Bless me the truth
so I live and directly
you, I will set my mic is where my check be
rah, I echo, I echo, I echo, the sounds of the ghetto, of the retro
prolly in the metro just so I can get
the name is but the frame is special
leave from the years I've invested
arrested, develop, addressed it,
the body of the party from Farley to Bob Marley
go home or go hard, at home is life

[Kanye
the plan was to drink till the pain
what's worse, the or the hangover?
air rolling down the window
too many on your team thats why your Winslow
I sold my soul to the devil a crappy deal
least it came a few toys like a happy meal
this game you never win
cause they love you then they hate you they love you again
get away me loniless
get away from me
get away from me fake sh-t, I take the phoniness
get away from me wack
I can only make only
I'm an only lost in the World
did the lonely kids go when the bell ring
feeling hell rings
me back down
checking my
its ironic whats
if I didn't have the ends
I would'nt have so many friends
I'm spaced out Dog, I be on that Moon
wonder if God ask Mike how to walk
I swear to wish me and my father talk more
that vision around the time I was a sophmore
I guess I hate about me I see in him
and I finna change, so we'll never agree again
just a few things pouring out my
Rosewood we could see her our eyes closed