Yo fuck you, Kanye, first and For making me do this shit Had to everybody out the motherfucking room Cause they don't
(I'd to propose a toast) (I toast motherfucker)
And I am And they ask me, they ask me, they ask me, I tell your glasses, your glasses, your glasses to the sky This is the call for alcohol, for the So get ass up off the wall
The all around the world Underground, Pac The the red nosed reindeer of the Roc I my chain, my 15 seconds of fame And back next year with the whole fucking game Ain't expect Kanye to end up on top expected that College Dropout to drop and then flop Then maybe he stop savin' all the beats for himself only niggas that help My money was thinner than Paul's goatee hair Now Jean Gaultier cologne fill the air, here say he bourgie, he big-headed Won't you please stop about how my dick head is infectious, give me 10 seconds I'll a buzz bigger than insects in Texas funny how wasn't nobody interested 'Til the I almost killed myself in Lexus
And I am And they ask me, they ask me, they ask me, I them your glasses, your glasses, your glasses to the sky This is the call for alcohol, for the So get ass up off the wall
Now was the most overlooked? Yes sir Now is Kanye the overbooked? Yes sir Though the fans want the feeling of A Tribe Quest But all they got left is guy called West Better take Freeway, him on tracks with Mos Def Call him Kwa-li or Kwe-li, I put him on songs Jay-Z I'm the Gap Banana Republic and Old Navy, and oooh It out sweeter than old Sadie Nice as when I met him at the Source awards he had with him, ass coulda won the horse awards And I was famous, now everybody loves Kanye I'm Raymond' Some say he arrogant, can blame him? It was straight how y'all played him Last shoppin my demo, I was tryin' to shine Every motherfucker told me that I couldn't Now I could let these killers kill my self-esteem Or use my arrogance as the steam to power my I use it as my gas, so they say that I'm But without it I'd be last, so I to laugh So I don't listen to the suits behind the no more You niggas wear suits 'cause you dress no more You can't say to Kanye West no more I rocked 20,000 people, I was just on tour, I'm Kan, the Vuitton Don my mom a purse, now she Louis Vuitton Mom I ain't play the I was dealt, I changed my cards I to the skies and I changed my stars I went to the malls and I balled too 'Oh my god, is that a card?' I turned and replied, why yes but I prefer the term African American Brains, power, and muscle, Dame, Puffy, and Russell Your boy back on his hustle, you know I've been up to y'all niggaz on that lyrical shit Mayonnaise colored Benz, I Miracle Whips
And I am And they ask me, they ask me, they ask me, I them Raise your glasses, glasses, your glasses to the sky This is the last for alcohol, for my niggas So get ass up off the wall