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Monday, February 14, 2011

Kanye West - Doin Girls Wrong Lyrics

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Kanye West - Doin Girls Wrong

There must be more good women than men percentage-wise
So her chance of having a husband just minimized
Thats why a lot of girls claim they aren’t into guys
And mess with other girls part time to improvise
I knew she wouldn’t buy I see it right in her eyes
But I’m like any other guy tryna get in her thighs
She tellin me bout how black people should enterprise
And I’m like if you don’t get your a-s in this ride from enterprise that I rented yesterday and gotta have in by 5
With the gas fully filled up like I didn’t drive
I told her I had a girl but f--k it I didnt lie
This rap game is alright I’m just gettin by
She had a little weed and we get a little high
And I’m looking in her eyes
And I’m loving her vibe
She told me back in ’95 she fell in love with the tribe
Back in ’92 I was just like you
Please don’t be confused by the ice and jewels
I’m like any other n---a my ice just stay cool
Like any other n---a that claim they hate school
And think yeah frees bangin but shes no Rachel

We ball til we fall
Hit the mall
After we hit don’t call
Fill your lives with nothing but lies
And I would like to apologize

We ball til we fall

Hit the mall
After we hit don’t call
Fill your lives with nothing but lies
And I would like to apologize

But you can’t stand right here and tell me everythings is gonna be alright
Cuz until the day a real man stands up I’m gonna have to improvise

Was it something I did wrong?
Yeah I know I’m wrong
Shes at home alone and I’m always gone
I hate it when shes mad but more when she passive
Now she on the internet looking for classes

Outta state though man that hurt yo
But I got work though
When I’m at work yo
If she don’t call a lot and when she do she pourin out her heart
“You never listen to me”
Then the call drop

And I promised her everything
Told her when I get a deal I’ll get her a wedding ring
But when I got my deal I was back in the ring
Fighting my urges strip club splurges
Never had money so I feel like a virgin
And I’m trying to break the bank’s cherry
Trying to see can I afford a canary (?)
With a ferrari and a dinner date with Halle Berry
When from 15 gs to 1500 in a week
Now I’m trying to call
One ring, two rings seven rings eight rings
Her mother picked up the phone
Like she at school and she don’t stay here no more

I guess theres more good women than men percentage wise
So her chance of having a husband just minimized
I guess thats why she say she ain’t into guys
Focus on school full time to improvise

We ball til we fall
Hit the mall
After we hit don’t call
Fill your lives with nothing but lies
So I would like to apologize

No no you can’t stand right here and tell me
Everything is gonna be alright
Cuz until that real man stands up
I’m gonna have to improvise

You can’t stand right here and tell me
Everything is gonna be alright
Cuz until that real man stands up
I’m gonna have to improvise

Monday, January 17, 2011

Kanye West - H.A.M Lyrics (Ft. Jay-Z)

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Kanye West - H.A.M (Ft. Jay-Z)

[Kanye West]
It was all good just a week ago
N-ggas feel theyselves and then Watch The Throne drop
N-ggas kill themselves
What n-ggas gon do Hov?
This a new crack on a new stove
I’m in the two-door, true that
N-ggas tellin’ me “You back”
Like a n-gga ever left out this bitch, huh?
and if life a bitch suck my d-ck huh?
and I bet she f-cked the whole clique, huh
By the way n-gga, you should f-ckin’ quit, n-gga
Just forget it, you talk it, I live it
Like Eli I did it, jokes on you muthaf-cker and I get it
No paper hoe, but you can have some more of me
Or-gy, or are we speakin methaphorically
Historically, I’m kickin’ b-tches out like Pam, n-gga
Goin’ HAM n-gga, me and Jigga
and a n-gga still young, wanna have no kids
But I’ve been practicing with some actresses as bad as shit
And a few white girls, asses flat a shit
But the head so good, damn a n-gga glad he hit
Got em jumpin’ out the building
Watch out below, a million out the door

I’m about to go HAM
Hard As a Muthaf-cker,
Let these n-ggas know who I am
I’m about to go HAM
Hard As a Muthaf-cker,
Let these n-ggas know who I am

[Jay-Z]
F-ck y’all mad at me for?
You don’t even know what I’ve been through
I play chicken with a Mack truck
Y’all muthaf-ckers woulda been moved
I swam waters with great whites
Y’all muthaf-ckers woulda been chewed
I hustle with vultures late nights
Y’all muthaf-ckers woulda been food
F-ck wrong with these dudes
Try to f-ck around in these shoes
See the shit I saw growing up
And maybe you can take a peek of these boo’s
N-ggas fantasize about the shit that I do daily like
These rappers rap about all the shit that I do rarely
I’m like really half a billie n-gga
Really you got baby money
Keep it real with n-ggas
N-ggas aint got my lady money
Watch the Throne dont step on our robe
Bad enough we let you step on our glow
When my nephew died, daddy dead
N-ggas took the price on my uncles head
Nobody called the cops is my uncle blessed
So I would like to feel like my uncles bread
Bow down, pay homage, down spill hate all on my garments
Commes Des Garcon, f-ck your fresh
head shots n-gga fuck your vests
F-ck the pig no pork on my fork
Peace God cause you know a n-gga just went Ham

Hard As a Muthaf-cker,
Let these n-ggas know who I am
Yeah I’m ’bout to go HAM
Hard As a Muthaf-cker,
Let these n-ggas know who I am
Yeah I’m ’bout to go HAM

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Kanye West - Eyes Closed Lyrics

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Kanye West - Eyes Closed

And I can see it with my eyes closed, now
feeling like my life froze
I’m about to hit the ground

I sold my soul to the devil thats a crappy deal
Least it came with a few toys like a happy meal
This game you could never win
Cause they love you then they hate you then they love you again
Get away from me misery
Get away from me lonliness
Get away from me fake bitches, I can’t take the phoniness
Get away from me wack tracks
I can only make only hits
I’m an only child lost in the World
Where did the lonely kids go when the bell ring
its Feeling like hell rings
Bringing me back down
Checking my background
Its ironic whats happening
Imagine if I didn’t have the ends
I would’nt have so many imaginary friends
I’m spaced out Dog, I be on that Moon talk
Wonder if God ask Mike how to moon walk
I swear to momma wish me and my father talk more
I stopped visiting around the time I was a sophmore
I guess everything I hate about me I see in him
And we ain’t finna change, so we’ll never agree again
till then I’ll be pouring out my soul
Just a few things I see with my eyes closed

And I can see it with my eyes closed, now
feeling like my life froze
I’m about to hit the ground

I sold my soul to the devil,
I know its a crappy deal,
at least it came with a few toys,
like a Happy Meal,
I’m spaced out dog,
I be on that moontalk,
I wonder if God asked Mike how to Moonwalk?
You know the entertainment Angels
Adriana for Giselle,
lets exchange Angels
photoshoot at my crib,
lets exchange angles
rockin nothin but them Tom Binns bangles,
I’m so anxious I’m gettin anxiety
begging one of these f-ckin fashion houses to hire me,
they say I’ve been an asshole,
I said if you acquire me,
I can be a quiet me, call it verbal dieting
give me your herbal chai tea
i’ll be calm as Tai Chi
with a bad white bitch like Ice-T
I’m not right dog, I’m slightly off,
I’m Paranoid Like bonin’ Raw dog
and wakin up with a slight cough
yea, that’ll make ya dick quite soft
plus my neck hurt too lemme take all this ice off
never meant to hurt you, I should’ve had nights off
but it cost too much to live and I never took the price off

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Kanye West - Monster Lyrics

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Kanye West - Monster

[Bon Iver]
I shoot the lights out
Hide til its bright out
Whoa, just another lonely night
Are you willing to sacrifice your life?

[Rick Ross]
Bitch I’m a monster no good blood sucker
Fat muthaf-cker now look who’s in trouble
As you run through my jungle all you hear is rumbles
Kanye West sample, here’s one for example

[Chorus]
Gossip gossip
N-ggas just stop it
Everybody know (I’m a muthaf-cking monster)
I’ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
I’ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
Profit profit, n-gga I got it
Everybody know I’m a muthaf-cking monster
I’ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
I’ma need to see your f-cking hands at the

The best living or dead hands down huh?
Less talk more head right now huh?
And my eyes more red than the devil is
And I’m bout to take it to another level bitch
There you go again, aint nobody as cold as this
Do the rap and the track tripled up and no assist
But my only focus is staying on some bogus sh-t
Argue with my older bitch acting like I owe her sh-t
I heard the people sayin raps are gettin trap mayne
Bought the chain that always give me back pain
F-ckin up my money so yeh I had to act sane
Chi n-gga but he’s hold of his accent
She came up to me and said this the number 2
If you wanna make it number one your number 2 now
This that goose an’ malibu I call it Malibooya
God damn Yeezy How I hit em with the new style
Know that muthaf-cker well, what you gon do now
Whatever ever I wanna do, gosh its cool now
Nah gonna do, uhh its a new now
Think yo muthaf-cker really reall need to cool down
Cause you will never get on top off this
So mommy best advice is to get on top of this
Have you ever had sex with a pharoah
I put the p-ssy in a sarcophagus
Now she claiming I bruise her esophagus
Head of the class and she just want a swallowship
I’m living the future so the presence is my past
My presence is a present kiss my ass

[Kanye West - Chorus]
Gossip gossip
N-ggas just stop it
Everybody know (I’m a muthaf-cking monster)
I’ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
I’ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
Profit profit, n-gga I got it
Everybody know I’m a muthaf-cking monster
I’ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
I’ma need to see your f-cking hands at the

[Jay-Z]
Sasquatch, Godzilla, King Kong
Lochness, Goblin, Ghoul, a zombie with no conscience
Question what do all these things have in common
Everybody knows I’m a muthaf-cking monster

Conquer, stomp ya, stop your silly nonsense
None of you n-ggas know where the swamp is
None of you n-ggas have seen the carnage that I’ve seen
I still here fiends scream in my dream
Murder murder in black convertibles
I kill a block I murder avenues
Rape and pillage a village, women and children
Everybody wanna know what my achilles heel is
LOVE I dont get enough of it
All I get is these vampires and blood suckers
All I see is these n-ggas I’ve made millionnaires
Milling about, spilling there feelings in the air (shot at Beanie?)
All I see is these fake f-cks with no fangs
Tryna draw blood with my ice cold veins
I smell a massacre
Seems to be the only way to back you bastards up

[Chorus]
Gossip gossip
N-ggas just stop it
Everybody know (I’m a muthaf-cking monster)
I’ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
I’ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
Profit profit, n-gga I got it
Everybody know I’m a muthaf-cking monster
I’ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
I’ma need to see your f-cking hands at the

[Nicki Minaj]
Pull up in the monster
Automobile gangster
With a bad b-tch that came from Sri Lanka
Yeah I’m in that Tonka, colour of Willy Wonka
You could be the King but watch the Queen conquer
Ok first things first I’ll eat your brains
Then I’mma start rocking gold teeth and fangs
Casue that’s what a muthaf-cking monster do
Hairdresser from milan, thats what monster do
Monster Giuseppe heel that’s the monster shoe
Young money is the roster and the monster crew
And I’m all up all up all up in the bank with the funny face
And if I’m fake I aint notice cause my money aint
So let me get this straight wait I’m the rookie
But my features and my shows ten times your pay
50k for a verse no album out!
Yeah my money’s so tall that my barbie’s gotta climb it
Hotter than a middle eastern climate
Find it 20 mataran dutty whine it
While it, nicki on a pit while I sign it
How these n-ggas so one-track minded
But really really I don’t give a F-U-C-K
Forget barbie f-ck nicki she’s fake
She’s on a diet but my pockets eating cheese cake
And I’ll say boy the Chucky is Child’s play
Just killed another career it’s a mild day
Besides ‘Ye they can’t stand besides me
I think me, you and (?) menage friday
Pink wig thick ass give em whip lash
I think big get cash make em blink fast
Now look at what you just saw I think this is what you live for
Aaahhhh, I’m a muthaf-cking monster!

[Bon Iver]
I-I crossed the line-line
And I’ll-I’ll let God decide-cide
I-I wouldn’t last these shows
So I-I am headed home
(repeated)

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Kanye West - Chain Heavy Lyrics (Ft. Talib Kweli & Consequence)

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Chain Heavy - Kanye West (Ft. Talib Kweli & Consequence)

[Chorus]
My chain heavy, yeah, yeah, my chain heavy, my chain heavy, my chain too heavy
My chain heavy, yeah, yeah, my chain heavy, my chain heavy, my chain too heavy

[Kanye West - Verse 1]
They try to tell me my chain broke the levy,
Maybe cuz its flooded,
Why you walkin’ round with a baby cross his cousin,
My teeth already white yall gone make me floss for nothing,
My teeth real diamonds what’s the cause of the frontin’,
While yall got all caps on?,
Don Cheadle Time,
Get extra black on em’,
Burn Hollywood burn,
Take too long for n-ggas to get their turn,
Probably be cremated before I get my urn,
They try to tell me that aliens built the pyramids,
I swear life’s a bitch on a period,
For every inch they cut the nose off the Sphinx,
I make my jeweler add a few more links,
You can look at me and dont f-ck what nobody thinks,
And my face always lookin’ like somebody stinks.

[Chorus]
My chain heavy, yeah yeah, my chain heavy, my chain heavy, my chain too heavy
My chain heavy, yeah yeah, my chain heavy, my chain heavy, my chain too heavy

Here we go, like we should
Feel the sweat, on ya face
Here we go, like we should
Feel the sweat, on ya face
Alright, okay
Here we go, like we should, like we should, like we should

[Kanye West - Verse 2]
Question..
What color was the skin of the man who bared the cross?
No matter how many lashes they couldn’t beat it off,
How many caskets will we see in one lifetime?
That’s why its Miles Davis Kobe it’s mic time,
I keep that gold book on a ottoman,
And wrote hooks about slaves that was slaughtered in the 1800′s,
Yall forget that I got called n-gger on Twitter so many times,
yo I lived that,
Now I’m just trying to find where to raise my kids at,
Cuz they don’t want n-ggas next to where they crib at,
Hey real Tom lookin’ for a nice park,
Twelve noon she say my family gone make it too dark,
This is the flow that solar eclipses,
So hopefully one day that real soul will eclipse the bullshit, they got us listenin’ to,
In this existence,
Don’t give up now just a little more persistence,
I am the day Ice Cube met Michael Jackson,
Keep ‘em away huh, something might happen,
This is the making of a masterpiece,
so we broke out the chains and told the Master Peace.

[Chorus]

[Talib Kweli]
Some wear a suit and tie, they dont wanna remain average
some wear a suit and tie like a chain in a straight jacket
my chain heavy stopping that traffic
coppers harrass us, the DA attack us want us in chains like BA Baracus
and a major factor in my decision to be a rapper was rebellion
being anti-establishment was attractive to a black kid from Brooklyn
flames got them things cooking, land of the jooks
where the lames got the chains tooken
it aint looking good for you if you a tourist
yeah sometimes our rhymes is on a frequency that only purists hear
a couple rappers try to beef with me, nobody scared
n-ggas was so f-cking corny that nobody cared
why I gotta battle rappers, I debate scholars
Question: Do it gotta make sense if it make dollars?
sick visions is living inside our brains
its like sadomasochistic addicted to whips and chains
figuratively quite, literally, clinically insane spit flames when I vist the higher planes
try in vain to ignore, don’t buy the chain if you can’t afford it
‘Ye them load of a-whores by the boards trust

[Consequence]
Uh, that old ball and chain had me chained up for weeks
of course Im off the chain as soon as I hit the streets
and now when we leak she saying the games over
I drove her crazy and she became a chain smoker
now the new dude she saying that could stay over
should be a chain who goes by the name of choker
thats what he did when she told him he should play this over
so the chains on, throw em on the way over
but when I came over, his only response
well be the owner of a chain of restaurants
cause I’mma eat your food for that chain that I worn
cause you be running round like the chain makes the man
so it obvious that he don’t know the chain of command
cause my chain commands, that kind of respect
and its so chunky that its a pain in the neck
but it came with a check, I remember on chaining day
it spoke for itself and this is what the chain would say
“them chain snatchers are hoping that you aint ready
so don’t get distracted keep your aim steady
or there’ll be a chain reactionsince my chains heavy”

[Chorus]

Sunday, November 7, 2010

Kanye West - Looking For Trouble Lyrics

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Kanye West - Looking For Trouble (ft Pusha T, Big Sean, Cyhi Da Prynce, J. Cole)

[Pusha T]
Re-Up Gang Pusha
(Looking for trouble, trouble, trouble)
But you found it muthaf-cker
Yes
All I see is black roses, drug dealer poses
shoveling that devil’s angel up they noses
never let jail turn my shine into Moses
couldn’t cleanse my soul with them civil rights sposes
panoramic roof, under glass like a coaster
backseat driver, racial slurs at the chauffeur
killian loafers, Mikimoto chokes her
Photo-op this priceless, frame our wanted posters
the audacity, war brings casualty
bitch have my son before I face that tragedy
ugh, I order hits, she orders mahi
R.I.P. Vivian Blake, shout out the shower posse
Gone!!!

(You seek out problems)
(Looking for trouble, trouble, trouble)
But you found it m-therf-cker

[Kanye West]
I’m here, it’s the misogyny
bad bitches massaging me
sometimes we lowered our standards at the colleges
so please don’t judge me, ugh, for the following
fat bitches swallowing, skinny bitches modeling
take of that Givenchy and let’s get raunchy
I have your face looking all Captain Cruncy
the devil stay testing
’cause when you chase the pussy it’s a sin
but if it falls in your lap it’s a blessing
soon as I got salad, I spent it all on dressing
French, to be exact, that bar main was impressive
had used the main leathers (leathers, leathers, leathers)

[Cyhi The Prynce]
Cyhi, Cyhi, Yeah
boy, we looking for trouble
maybe if we wasn’t black then we wouldn’t have struggled
player, all I got is trap n-ggas and crooks in my huddle
they cook and I smuggle
got twenty pounds of kush in the duffle
so I’m running through them circles,
boy I’m looking like Knuckles
look at my knuckles, got the hook in ’cause n-ggas was looking
I’ve tooken some whoopings, so trust me, dog I’m good for a scuffle
don’t be mad I whooped your ass ’cause I’ve tooken a couple
feds asking n-ggas questions but I wouldn’t rebuttal
‘cause I’m Jake Gyllenhaal, I’m in the hood with the bubble
with a tall model broad like I took her from Russell
didn’t play the cards I was dealt, I made the dealer re-shuffle
Royal Flush, so kiss my royal nuts
ain’t nothing silver spooned, I came from the soil, bruh
but now I’m eating off of rather yellow gold
exquisite ravioli with some happy yellow hoes
but don’t get it confused when I rap these mellow flows
‘cause all my Titos got bricks like a yellow road

[Big Sean]
GOOD, I do it
B.I.G. Sean Don n-gga
(But you found it mutherf-cker)
bitch
I’m in, that no-smoke sec’ rolling motherf-cking ounces
marijuana mountains, drinks you’re not pronouncing
three chains on, I don’t need no bouncers
nothing less than a G stack’s in my trousers
(Boy)
new double-D’s smashed in her blouses
f-ck a hotel, my n-gga we rent houses (houses)
my n-gga, we rent houses
so many wedding rings lost in them couches
I’m just a Westside lover
I leave females in my sheets and all my feelings in a rubber
this is showtime, showtime, boy
I hope you set the DVR
stacking money face to face, dish it, look like CPR
‘Ye invited me a seat to sit at the throne
so now I’m snapping like yo’ ass just finished a poem
does he sound like ‘Ye, Jay, or Drizzy Drake?
meanwhile, I’m chilling with all these n-ggas, counting all this money you ain’t
consider yourself lucky to see a legend before the prime
a killer before the crime, a BIG before the Dime
greet me wit a middle finger when you see me
it’s cool, ’cause I can’t see yo’ ass from this side of the TV muthaf-cker

[J. Cole]
Hey, Cole World, make way for the chosen one
what you now hear is putting fear in all the older ones
down played me to downgrade me like they don’t notice son
your shoes too big too fill? I can barely squeeze my toes in ‘em
f-cking hoes while teaching n-ggas to hold your sons
this the rap Moses, scratch that, Mary and Joseph’s son
high as f-ck with a cold flow and a loaded gun
never say I’m better than Hov, but I’m the closest one
heard you looking for trouble, what, I’m supposed to run?
yo’ bitch invited me inside her, ain’t I supposed to cum?
got n-ggas that’ll blow your tee off, put a hole in one
now you outside of heaven’s gate, fronting like you know someone
talking hard, but y’all still ain’t push me
they say you are what you eat, and I still ain’t pussy
f-ck it, everybody can get it
when you’re this hot, everybody’s a critic
but when you’re this high everybody’s a midget
all this mean mugging from n-ggas that mean nothing
could it be my position is one that you dreamed of?
went from quarter to broke to half past rich
with my badass bitch
and you don’t want no problems on some math class sh-t
so check the young genius out
f-ck the World, bust a nut, and let my semen sprout
I thought that real sh-t is what you been fiending ’bout
what you been praying for? What you been screaming ’bout?
ironic you been sleeping on the one that you been dreaming ’bout