[Intro: West (Tim Westwood)] get much better than that (Nah!) So unfair, so.. unfair (Yo, it feel much better than that)
[Verse 1: West] It's the dream, it's Kobe and on the same team In the best of their game and the same Kanye You know the and it's not pronounced Kane And every time, you I spit that flame Ayo we gettin' out our dreams, out our dreams And we buy some things, and we got him out of Queens Talkin' my man Consequence, once for the Tribe Talkin' my man GLC and now he's around 'bout John Legend, take 'em all the way to Heaven Speakin' of Heaven, Common the heavenly words The nouns and verbs and you heard Whatever synonym, we killin' 'em, feelin' him The people's choice, the people's champ Paul Wall All haters, I gotta say fuck all No, I won't my energy no more I have to be more about Sierra Leone I'm talkin' 'bout people dyin' for diamonds And the way uh got uh, capa What I want to say, monopoly over the And every you say somethin' people act funky The diamond want me, they say I'm bringin' out the bad What I want, people to buyin' diamonds? No, I want everybody to stop say conflicts is only one percent, and look at all the money rappers spent We throw the in the screen, nah mean? But it affects the families cause is dyin' for these things I mean in the rivers they'll mine all day And only get paid two cups of rice a day Is the price to pay for the icy way? We like to floss away, your boy 'Ye With my piece, I gave diamonds to my niece If I had a brother, Kanye, Common "I Used to Love H.E.R." Used to love her and I do, lyrically I kill you Dog I don't feel you, your style is mildew old, I'm real cold, listen to this beat, real soul Your style is real old, dollar bill money ain't funny, and I'm out in UK And I ask 'em the best, and they say "you K" Ooh way ooh way Yeah I feel it and I kick it off the top of the dome Microphone controller, that's an M.C., in me I can lead a crowd, I went to your show, it's Go to my shit, it's sold out, every seat Every time I drop, because Shaq, I bring the heat And that freestyle on the level that I do Should be Grammys too So if you do it like me, you can do it like And uh, they say I'm a teacher like the one Kris That's KRS but nah Kanye West And every time I spit the rhymes, uh straight off the I could bring it to the bone straight from the heart And from the heart is where I did it 'fore I chart And I spit it, we get it, we did it, we do it a lot Kanye it, we do it, we makin' it hot I got patterns like Saturn, the rings, the Uh, Gold Digger, the single, the single Gotta hit the club to mingle, to mingle Why you all in my I'm tryna do my thing dude Back off, I'll have smack the fuck out of you wanna know what they can get out you Aww my demo, dawg, here's my group Dawg, back me up, you're heated up, you're soup Y'all gassed, I passed, I flow, I I'm uh, that's the way, that yah boy gotta Straight the Chi city, everybody ride with me And you see the same questions and I teach the lesson This some, this sick freestylin', I hear you're readin' it I gotta keep goin' cause y'all fans, y'all it Uh, you say I'm too high I smoke weed in it And they say "he arrogant, he's conceited, shit" Well what you want me? Y'all just can't stop me You could look in my pants and tell that I'm
[Bridge 1: Kanye (Tim Westwood)] (Laughing) (Oh my God, Oh my God) (Damn) We back, we like we ever left, huh (Crazy!) Like we left, huh, like we e', like we ever left, huh we ever left, uh, uh, uh, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2: Kanye Can I get an encore, do you want Kanye on the tour Chillin' Westwood Go to Chicago, Kanye West's hood And the called G.O.O.D Should I at these bitches? You should You might one, you might need one You fuck one If you eat out like I ain't no clown Ronald Uh, more Donald Trump, the way I get it crunk Like my man Lil Jon, but him Lil Kan' He all the same, like Lil Wayne on The Carter And I'm signed to the faculty the Roc is in back of me Actually, that look like to me Ch-ching, Yah nahmean, yah nahmean, I'm doin' my Out in U.K., And call me number one Japan, number one Ichiban And I learned from KRS-One Won once again One Puff, my friend, and One One, me one of them 'bout one drink, one hand One cup of Henny, one cup of If you ran out of it, yo, you got to get And I might sip slow but I sip Mo I sip Cris-o, And I gotta break it like Missy Miss She had the "hee hee, who got the keys?" You don't need that if you got the no V Where you push the button, ain't nothin' All y'all talkin' somethin', y'all frontin' Kanye the beats to get 'em jumpin' Lucifer, top of the to yah Cheerio, hit up the flow, it back, oh Chicago, uh And I'm the Dolce Gabbana persona G.Q., who knew he'd be the T.W.A.C.W.K K.A.N.Y W.E.S.T Be the B.E.S.T
[Bridge 2: Kanye (Tim Westwood)] You know, stop it right there (Laughs) I just, I feel like I 'on't know if I feel like rappin' now (Oh my God!)
I got for yah, uh huh I got for yah I got, uh, I got for yah We goin' to today, we have to pray Besides what the say Uh, uh I know, I 'on't know what I got so many joints right know, runnin' through my I 'on't even know to yeah What should, what should I I could freestyle off of these messages can you tell Okay this is a girl writin' Please can you my uh, boyfriend Danny That I him loads, with all my heart And I can't to see him tomorrow
[Verse 3: Kanye She wait to see you tomorrow Danny She you, mhmm You know what mean? You get some I wonder if she gon' be wearin' one of those tight And you know that I that shit I ain't sayin' I ever met her but on You must be pimpin' and you ain't her, you know? She writin' you on one of these hip-hop Made me wonder if she's a ho No disrespect, you I don't you so I will not disrespect, so please press eject On the tape cassette, and knock it out of your decks So with respect, obliged, when I rhyme Sometimes some just pop out, sometimes I must be a, I forgot the medical Not a narcoleptic that be How people was sleepin' when I it deeper And [?] creepin' cause you they didn't peep it Uh, they me Rockafella's best little secret Uh, I got the beats for the When used to rock Amigo's and Suzuki's And the Isuzu's, this the way you Do flow, aye yo you just like out about mad years ago And uh, I rock off the top, I got years of flow I got so many albums to go, at least seven Jesus had me all the way Thought I was rhyme that, no you didn't time that Yo where the line's at at my shows, look how long that the line's at All the way to the back, out, one night That's the way it is when you it right Take time to drop a album, don't just be buyin' beats from everybody ain't got it, I got it I get it, I only it to those who really live it Like Jay-Z, the Game, and my dogs really did it Like Kweli, like Common, like dudes that really it I'm 'bout they go onto the radio and hit it And as far as makin' your songs, all wrong You be everything that everybody else is on Man, break it down, let me take it down Here goes the instructions on how to not say Look, you take the concept And you do that it's all dead and gone, you do it all wrong Now uh, you the car concept And I see it every video, every place I go Same
3: Kanye West (Tim Westwood)] Man you know the ran out on me I was gonna, I was gonna, I was gonna down (That was mean, that was mean!) I was gonna break to people Exactly how to make the good song and the album for a change (Let's go, let's go, go!)
[Verse 4: Kanye First of all, you need's a beat from me If you can't get a beat from me, get a beat from guy He'll prolly do it for And if he do it [?] he'll prolly do it for E And if he do [?], he'll do it for skeet Yo, yo-yo, yo-yo-yo, you gotta with your flow You take it on-beat and off-beat And don't rap on no fuckin' beats You know real hard shit, regardless, I played my part in this Like, this Corner beat, this what you when you want a beat And that's when you is gonna be A hip-hop like Kan, like Kan Like, of the Louis Vuitton, 'ton, don, don If I do say so, And I do all the time, every Cause I'm, I'm myself And if you was me, be feelin' yourself, you see If you out in London, you hopped on a plane And you just came out of the bathroom, you just got you some Uh, you your thing And plus you that Rocafella chain Aye yo, you know you let Kan on 'em I'm rockin' the Rocafella chain no conflicts on 'em Oh, oh Now let me it back to the flow, flow And how you make the album and you make some dough, Get you a good cause your manager'll fuck your game up Fuck your up And uh, if been runnin' to a [?] Trade your chain for some time See a lot of people be flossin' before get a chance to A lot of people want club records they dance to A lot of people want basslines, they will you Bass in the club is good too, what you do Is prolly get a single like Alicia And if you don't know her, holla at Alicia You know one of 'em light skin with the braids Actin' they got it made [?] you a dawg with a fade You get somebody weak, you get somebody that you know can't flow And you rap him, and let him go And people gon' be well least you was better than dude And [?] I don't to be rude And another you can do If you channel the spirits like I channel I'm not talkin' 'bout candles, I'm not talkin' sayonce I'm talkin' 'bout talkin' to God, I mean just once What I do before I rhyme, every day is I I pray to God that he these songs in a certain way I let him through me, through the beats, through the music I mean, sometimes I go into the and lose it I mean, I know he speakin' when I it in it a way That I never thought of somethin' better to say So, our father, who art up us I know [?], you still us when I'm cursin' in my verses and I even do, what's worse is When I'm spendin' too much, spendin' on And shoes for my girl I should be helpin' the world Give back to the charity, he don't embarrass me He still let me be, He still keep it See the thing about humans, we got free will See the gotta do exactly what God want 'em to do God is still with you, even we don't do So, the path, follow the laws Follow the reason, the reasons why wrong You never heard a freestyle like before-'fore And I know that hip-hop fans more
[Outro: West] Westwood, what's at your boy, Kan the Louis Vuitton Don The Roca stay, Yeah, it's G.O.O.D. baby After you freestyle like that you talk shit for about eight minutes