( Kanye West)
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(Lykke Li and Santogold)
I'm armed pens And I got my Whatever comes, I'll it down So me out And me down With mics in stand against the test of time
(Santogold)
You know my mind Like I said a thousand I try to stay Know I'm fighting for I leave you to talk Never seen my kind And all so thick headed and I know I led it Part of me won't me let me just not say shit So much to be bored with Can't be still, I afford it Try to it in but it makes me sick So I spit it out, say the with it I it and I build it tall Make a way for it falls
(Lykke Li and Santogold)
I'm armed pens And I got my Whatever comes, I'll write it So me out And me down With in hand stand against the test of time
I'm armed with And I got my Whatever comes, write it down So me out And me down mics in hand We'll stand the test of time