Verse ( West)
Hey eh I'm known for running my I will not be accountable for what out uh I know I might of said it I was gone and light-headed My jacket kinda fresh, red-ed And as usual my pants tight It seem everybody dress tight now And I just want my Don't get it twisted or I am the king and not be-headed To the mall no time brethren Being broke my head hurt So I need the bread or an That'll only get my engine While on ten, I'm on eleven I'mma the news, be on at seven fact, I'm on this very second I'm in and y'all in second And this verse add to the freshness Call to the club, tell 'em add to the list What you Way more bitches? I can never be to big for my Y'all mutha fuckas who this is I'm gifted, Christmas... Merry
(Lykke Li and Santogold)
I'm with pens And I got my comes, I'll write it down So me out And me down mics in hand We'll stand the test of time
(Santogold)
You don't know my Like I a thousand times I try to stay Know I'm fighting for I leave you to your Never my kind before And you're all so thick and I know I led it Part of me won't me Won't let me not say shit So much there to be with be still, I can't afford it Try to it in but it makes me sick So I spit it out, say the hell it I dream it and I build it Make a way for when it
(Lykke Li and Santogold)
I'm armed with And I got my Whatever comes, write it down So me out And shoot me With mics in We'll against the test of time
I'm armed pens And I got my Whatever comes, I'll it down So me out And shoot me With mics in We'll against the test of time