Lyrics:
constantly
That's what Kanye West keeps telling me, here's why
(Because I'm tacky)
Wear my Ed Hardy shirt with fluorescent orange pants
(Because I'm tacky)
and I recognize the god in me
I'll be a old ass Niggah for you take this passion out of me
West coast Kanye West though I'm the best though and that's how
Or even if you're from the West or East coast
I'd like to thank all of you, save the most
Don't diss each other by sayin' who's better
Just do it
Sit back, look back, look back to the past
When life was really good and it wasn’t moving fast
We can live a good life like Kanye
Afrocentric swag with
used to play with guns, we used to play ball
I used to pump crack, in school I paid attention
I was a hard head, I used to always listen
We turned
what the next man does
I listen to Pitbull and Flo Rida
These new niggas sounding like Kanye West
He's a biter not a writer
I'm not impressed
You a lover
just vibe with me
Crazy how I get by lately
In the whip and we going cruising
Rolling up to my latest music
My auntie working that nine to five
Yeah that
grenades
Live ammo, 'cause it's been on the stage
Cutthroat, corrupt folks
Pressure to much to cope
We see a woman get jumped by young punks
High off
not enamored by our surroundings. She's the anti-stage mom. She's an immigrant mom who wants her daughter far away from the music business! And she is
And I just see my confidence growin with my tape
Cause everybody sad I'm going in with this faith
Cause Jesus fuckin walks like Kanye another day
Even
by the water
Finna spit Roman candles
Now die if you wanna live if you gonna
Try and get done up, nigga, ‘cause I’m one up
I’m the motherfucking
it's cold in this world, sometimes it's hard for me to crack a smile
That real shit is going out of style
These young niggas out here acting buck wild
think you're doing buddy, boy you're fooling
Check yourself and start cooling
Like ice cube, you know how we do it, we just feeling all the music like
Ladies and gentlemen
Live in this motherfucker
Kanye West, what up nigga?
Pusha T, what's poppin? Kasinova Tha Don
2Face Mixtape Volume 2
Play
Aloha
Just trying to live
Low key
By the beach
Flew in with some cookies
Just trying to roll planes
AKA big clouds
Pack a few dokha
Eatin' Poke
They
Been living life out of a plastic cup
Since last month tryna manage
Love and this music
I put my love into music
I put my love into doing what ever
nights crispy
Queensbridge, a trife city delapidated slums
I've seen political homicides and
Crack related ones pac and Bigggie
God bless em I don't know
knockin' out a racist cracker
They tried to jump him like they ain't know Black Lives Matter
Supposedly Kanye worth around three bill'
But that ain't
Yeah
The Fat Gangsta
Here comes the nigga from the East
Who just been crowned for most hated by police
The public enemy rapper at large
the contradiction
Between America's reality and perhaps her
Selective vision of herself
Corruption just refers to fraudulent
Conduct by the powerful, which is
on the streets been being shambolic
I see bro rise up the four door truck, floor the hot spot to the hydraulics
It's a shame that certain man don't live by
me, crazy
So I live by two words, "Fuck you, pay me"
Screaming, "Jesus, save me"
You know how the game be, I can't let 'em change me
'Cause
Last night the skies turned purple
And past lives in light tunnels
Light tunnels
In the back of a town car, staring at myself in a tux
Classic
Better than I've ever been
[Kanye West]
Can't buy this, super flyness, like a shyness, your highness
It's performing, look how long the line
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