Lyrics:
they gon have yo ass gone
Light jokes
You keep playin with them white folks
Can't even take the piss
They gon’ test your urine
Cut all the sponsorship
the South to the West side
From the D I and where I love, Darkside, I forever got my pride
Forever guide my guys to a better mind state or phase
To replace
with my chest
ReaperTango is a star and I'm aiming to be the best
Young wild nigga, I'm coming straight from the west
Niggas tried to play me you gon
know back then that's what they did to get by
Government had us limited but they made a way to survive
Just a kid born and raised on the west side
Granny
Niggas say the west ain't winnin', I'm just tryin' to find the proof
Speakin' of Proof, I'm 'bout to roll one with Snoop
Blow the smoke out to your
Niggas say the west ain't winnin', I'm just tryin' to find the proof
Speakin' of Proof, I'm 'bout to roll one with Snoop
Blow the smoke out to your
Niggas say the west ain't winnin', I'm just tryin' to find the proof
Speakin' of Proof, I'm 'bout to roll one with Snoop
Blow the smoke out to your memory
mailed to Obama
This shit be foul can't see his dawg nomo & get to clutching on the coner
Tryna pull me way down I can tell by the way she pullin' all up
Are all inhabited by slowly-aging
'very hip young people',
They appear to be casting
Sinister glances toward him
Through their glinting acid burn-
Out
West meets Kanye East
Meets a genius meets Mozart
Meets Kurt Cobain meets Lil Peep
Meets everyone, y'know why?
'Cause I'm the best rapper alive
I- You
the kids got is us, Grind Time rap game
Read an old magazine, check out a new dress
I be havin' conversations with Cornel West
Killer Mike don't give a damn
Kanye West
Homage
(Don't Look Back) I proceed with no trepidation
For I am the next chapter written in the Black
Nation and I was taught
Got yo record label but still reverence them folks
They made you the shit that I'm saying charge you up you Pikachu
Look how he kissing ass for them
All these sticks in the trunk I might go by a panda
And I'm, fucking on a cougar, Black Panther
Had to, fuck a nigga bitch then pass her
Little bitch,
on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but
understand if all of your effort go to hatin
We know you grew up on that Kanye West and Many Men
But niggas in they 20s ain't gone rap like 2010
The stories
wack, matter fact
It's like a cat from Mexico
That trap all kinda yay
(Kanye) wearin' a MAGA hat
A holy shirt and a pair
Of Yeezy's tryna swagger jack
You
the four but I'm known in the trey
Killer from the 'Ville in a Chevrolet
Bumping 'Pocket Full of Stones' by UGK
That was my life circa nine trey
You should
for what we
sayin'
Were movin' young flakes up to the street
Across the world, ship for SMG
Down South, to the East Coast, from the West Coast
a two week span where
Everything I had planned for
This album just started to come
Together it was beautiful
SMUCKERS
Kanye west recording session
Babylon sisters shake it
So fine, so young
Tell me I'm the only one
Here come those Santa Ana winds again
We'll jog with show folk on the sand
folks
Your philosophy is apparently better than the Word
That can change a Kanye West into a believing Stephen
You do not see a soldier
That can handle
B.I.G I'm the illest
Fake G's get murked by my realness
A born genius (jeen-yuhs) like Kanye West
Only true spitter'z can feel this crazy linguistic
ask what are we doing
But I ain't got all the answers like Kanye told Sway just disturbed by the injustices
Of our day and some of the things some
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