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Thursday, November 4, 2010

Kanye West - Gorgeous Lyrics

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Kanye West - Gorgeous (ft Kid Cudi and Raekwon)

[Kid Cudi]
Ain’t no question if I want it, I need it
I can feel it slowly drifting away from me
I’m on the edge, so why you playing? I’m saying
I will never ever let you live this down, down, down

Not for nothing I’ve forseen it, I dream it
I can feel it slowly dripping away from me
No more chances if you blow this, you bogus
I will never ever let you live this down, down, down

[Kanye West - Verse 1]
Penitentiary chances, the devil dances
and eventually answers to the call of Autumn
all of them fallin’ for the love of ballin’
got caught with 30 rocks, the cop look like Alec Baldwin
inter century anthems based off inner city tantrums
based off the way we was branded
face it, Jerome get more time than Brandon
and at the airport they check all through my bag and tell me that it’s random
but we stay winning, this week has been a bad massage
I need a happy ending and a new beginning
and a new fitted and some job opportunities thats lucrative

this the real world, homie, school finished
they done stole your dreams, you dunno who did it
I treat the cash the way the government treats AIDS
I won’t be satisfied til all my n-ggas get it, get it?

[Kid Cudi]
Ain’t no question if I want it, I need it
I can feel it slowly drifting away from me
I’m on the edge, so why you playing? I’m saying
I will never ever let you live this down, down, down

[Kanye West - Verse 2]
Is hip hop, just a euphemism for a new religion
the soul music for the slaves that the youth is missing
this is more than just my road to redemption
Malcolm West had the whole nation standing at attention
as long as I’m in Polo’s they think they got me
but they would try to crack me if they ever see a black me

I thought I chose a field where they couldn’t sack me
if a n-gga aint running shootin a jump shot running a track meet
but this pimp is, ar the top of mount Olympus
ready for the World’s game, this is my Olympics
we make ‘em say ho cause the game is so pimpish
choke a southpark writer with a fishstick
I insisted to get up offa this d-ck
and these drugs, fans cant resist it
remind me of when they tried to have Ali enlisted
if I ever one of the greatest n-gga, I must have missed it!

[Kid Cudi]
Ain’t no question if I want it, I need it
I can feel it slowly drifting away from me
I’m on the edge, so why you playing? I’m saying
I will never ever let you live this down, down, down

[Kanye West - Verse 3]
I need more drinks and less lights
and that American Apparal girl in just tights
she told the director she tryna get in a school
he said “take them glasses off and get in the pool”
it’s been a while since I watched the tube
cause like a crip said: “I got way too many blues for any more bad news”
I was looking at my resume feeling real fresh today
they rewrite history I don’t believe in yesterday
and what’s a black beetle anyway, a f-cking roach
I guess thats why they got me sitting in f-cking coach
but God said I need a different approach
cause people is looking at me like I’m sniffing coke
it aint funny anymore try dipping jokes
tell ‘em hug and kiss my ass, x and o
kiss the ring while they at it, do my thing while I’m got it
play strings for the dramatic
and end all of that wack sh-t
act like I aint had a belt in two classes
I aint got it I’m going after whoever who has it
I’m coming after whoever who has it
you blowing up, that’s good, fantastic
that y’all, its like that ya’ll
I don’t really give a f-ck about it at all
cause the same people that tried to black ball me
forgot about 2 things, my black balls

[Kid Cudi - Chorus]

[Raekwon]
I know cops, hems is lifting lenses
kid, Armani suits, fresh fruits, Bally boots and Benzes
counting up, smoking, one cuff
live as a red Jag, a Louis bag, grabbing a blunt, f-ck it
steam about a hundred and one L’s
kites off the jails, buying sweats, running up in Stetson
n-gga hat game was special
it matched every black pair of Nikes
throwing dice for decimals
the older head, bolder head, would train a soldier head
make sure he right in the field, not a soldier dead
got made code red
break up the black skunk
the black dutch, back of the old shed
if you can’t live, you dying
you give or buy in
keep it real or keep it moving, keep grinding
keep shining, to every young man, this is a plan
learn from others like your brothers Rae and Kanye

[Kid Cudi]
Not for nothing I’ve forseen it, I dream it
I can feel it slowly dripping away from me
no more chances if you blow this, you bogus
I will never ever let you live this down, down, down

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Kanye West - Hot 97 Freestyle Lyrics (Feat. Pusha T)

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Kanye West - Hot 97 Freestyle (Feat. Pusha T)

[Pusha T]
Malice found religion, Tony found prison
I’m just tryna find my way out this f-cking kitchen
a birdseye view got me channelling my vision
turn one to two now my kilo’s got a sibling
father knows best, watch my hands are forgiven
we kicking up dust like the colosseum floors
walls full of safe’s like they mausoleum doors
getting wet like she walking through my morgue
Grant’s, Jackson’s no room for George
yeh, the fear of God’s in you muthaf-ckers
this art imitate my life
you WorldStarHipHop fame based off imitation white
eliminate the fools ghouling imitation ice
my music for your soul, inspiration for your life
every dime made in his life more disastrous
help my young n-ggas see my way through the bachelors
while my old b-tch went back to get her Masters
same graduation I was clapping in the rafters
the truth hurts everytime it’s revealed
what goes around comes around, this is lights ferris wheel
grab hold and reverse the steering wheel as I parrallel park
Kentucky derby on the grill
the fact that I’m free lets me know God is great
ten year marathon of me selling concentrate
these rappers talk crowns but I’d rather talk fear
villian like candyman, say my name and I’ll appear
no weapon formed against me shall prosper
a kuna matata, feet up sipping java
strolling up the totem poll, what’s my only problem
scrolling through my Rolodex, who show up my toddler
so many hands raised as the band plays
I’m here now, watch how many plans change

[Kanye West]
Penitentiary chances, the devil dances
and eventually answers to the call of Autumn
all of them fallin’ for the love of ballin’
got caught with 30 rocks, the cop look like Alec Baldwin
inter century anthems based off inner city tantrums
based off the way we was branded
face it, Jerome get more time than Brandon
and at the airport they check all through my bag and tell me that it’s random
but we stay winning, this week has been a bad massage
I need a happy ending and a new beginning
and a new fitted and some job opportunities thats lucrative

and sold your dreams, you don’t know who did it
i treat the cash, the way the government treats aids
I won’t be satisfied til all my n-ggas get it
I need more drinks and more lights
hot American Apparal girl in just tights
she told the director she tryna get in a school
told to take them glasses off and get in the pool
it’s been a while since I watched the tube
its like a crip said: “I got way too many blues for any more bad news”
I was looking at my resume feeling real fresh today
they rewrite history I don’t believe in yesterday
what’s a black beetle anyway, a …roach
I guess thats why they got me sitting in f-cking coach
but God said I need a different approach
cause people is looking at me like I’m sniffing coke
it aint funny anymore try dipping jokes
tell ‘em hug and kiss my ass, x and o
kiss the ring while they at it, do my thing while I’m got it
play strings for the dramatic
and end all of that wack shh
act like I aint had a belt in two classes
I aint got it I’m going after whoever who has it
I’m coming after whoever who has it
you blowing up, that’s good, fantastic
that y’all, its like that ya’ll

I don’t really give a f-ck about it at all
cause the same people that tried to black ball me
forgot about 2 things, my black balls

Uh, I let you into my diary to admire me
the making of this man, I let you see the higher me
the self righteous drug dealer dichotomy
I’m drawing from both sides, I’m Siamese
the tug of war opens the door, entrada
rip me apart and see what’s inside this pinata
and rolling kilos in gym(?) is one saga
one chapter of black magic, I’m Harold potter
feels like I’m doomed to dealing with women whom
relationships with their fathers won’t allow us to bloom
and blossom, I swear this Vegas nights was awesome
but adios I blow my own dice before I toss ‘em, loss ‘em
some other muthaf-ckers double crossed ‘em
tryna snatch my n-gga back I blew a small fortune
Russell with the work, we was like the four horsemen
Rick Flair with the flame, I’m muthf-cking Gorgeous, woah
as the gull wing doors lift, Karate Kid, crane kick, no Jaden Smtih
whiter than the coke brush that they paint me with
sunk leather seats softer than an angels kiss
but the devil red, tires double tread
I’m posting parks up. that gets me double head
tight rope walking tryna keep a level head
the bright lights blind look what the devil did
yeah

[Kanye West]
It’s hip hop, this is euphemism for a new religion
the soul music for the slaves that the youth is missing
this is more than just my road to redemption
Malcolm West had the whole nation standing to attention
as long as I’m in Polo’s they think they got me
but they would try to crack me if they ever saw a black me

I thought I chose a field where they couldn’t sack me
if a n-gga aint running shootin a jump shot running a track meet
but this pimp is, on the top of mount Olympus
ready for the Worl’s game, this is my Olympics
we make ‘em say ho cause the game is so pimpish
choke a southpark writer with a fishstick
and I assisted to get up offa this d-ck
and these drugs, fans cant resist it
remember, remind of when they tried to have Ali enlisted
if I ever one of the greatest homie, I must have missed it!

Monday, November 1, 2010

Kanye West - All Of The Lights Lyrics (ft. Rihanna)

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Kanye West - All Of The Lights Lyrics (ft. Rihanna)

[Intro]
All of the lights
all of the lights
all of the lights
all of the lights

[Drake]
Alright it's on
I grew up thinking I was wrong
and always said that if they let me in the b-tch
I'd do some damage
I might be out of mind
but if I am it's just in time
because I got the extra nation so you f-cking understand it man
I'm already show you n-gga what I

[Kanye West]
Something wrong
I hold my head
MJ gone, that n-gga dead
I slapped my girl, she called the feds
I did that time and spent that bread
I'm heading home, I'm almost there
I'm on my way, heading up the stairs
to my surprise, a n-gga replacing me
I had to take em to that ghetto university

[Chorus]
all of the lights
lights, flash lights, spot lights
strobe lights, street lights
all of the lights
all of the lights
flash lights, strobe lights
thug lights, rock lights
stripper lights
(all of the lights)

[Kanye West]
Restraining order
can't see my daughter
her mother, brother, grandmother hate me in that order
public visitation
we met at Borders
told her she take me back
I'll be more supportive
I made mistakes
I bump my head
courts suck me dry
I spent that bread
she need a daddy
baby please, can't let her grow up in that ghetto university

[Chorus]
all of the lights
lights, flash lights, spot lights
strobe lights, street lights
all of the lights
all of the lights
flash lights, strobe lights
thug lights, rock lights
stripper lights
(all of the lights)

Sunday, October 31, 2010

Kanye West - Who Will Survive In America Lyrics

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Kanye West - Who Will Survive In America

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Saturday, October 30, 2010

Kanye West - The Joy Lyrics

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Kanye West - The Joy Lyrics (ft. Pete Rock, Jay-Z, Charlie Wilson, Curtis Mayfield, Kid Cudi)

[Chorus]
A little sugar, honey suckle lamb
Great expression of happiness
Boy, you could not miss with a dozen roses
Such would astound you
The joy of children laughing around you
These are the makings of you
It is true, the makings of you, oh

[Kanye West]
I do it for the fore-fathers and the street authors
that are not A&R’s in the cheap office
rappers that never got signed but they keep offers
girls thats way too fine for us to keep offers
gave her a handshake only for my man’s sake
she in her birthday suit cause of the damn cake
now there’s crumbs all over the damn place
and she want me to cum all over her damn face
I never understood playing parenthood
cause I never met nobody plan to be a parent in the hood
taking refills of that plan B pill
another shorty that won’t make it to the family will
If I don’t make it, can’t take it, hope the family will
they aint crazy they don’t know how insanity feel
Don C just had a shorty so it’s not that bad
but I still feel the ghosts of the kids I never had

[Chorus]

[Kanye West]
No Electro, no metro, a little retro, I perfecto
you know the demo, ya boy act wild
you aint get the memo, Yeezy’s back in style
now Rom got (?) the other got Bridget
what’s more tripped out though is they sisters
nah, you aint listen, they black, they sisters
they momma, named them after white bitches
so next time you see me on your fallopian
though the Jewelry’s Egytian, know the hunger’s Ethiopian
stupid questions like “Is he gon be dope again?
Have You seen him? has anybody spoke to him?”
This beat deserves Hennessy, a bad bitch and a bag of weed the Holy Trinity
in the mirror where I see my only enemy,
your life’s cursed, well mine’s an obscenity

[Chorus]

[Jay-Z]
This is my momma sh-t
I used to hear this through the walls in the hood when I was back in my pyjama sh-t
afro’s and marijuana sticks, seeds and the ganja hat will be popping like the sample that I’m rhyming with
Pete Rock, let the needle drop
I seen so much as a kid they surprised I don’t need a pop
taking sips of pop, six packs of (?)
pink champel, Valentine L
Bally’s on my feet help me balance out well
that and the sh-t I used to balance on the scale
I got it honest from the parties from my momma’s
Virgin Mary’s try to judge her, I’m like “where the Madonna’s now?”
give all glory to Gloria, they said “you raised that boy too fast, but you was raising a warrior”
we victorious, they’ll never take the joy from us

[Kid Cudi]
Keep you hands up, get mine up
don’t let them take your fire
Keep you hands up, get mine up
don’t let them take your fire
Keep you hands up, get mine up
don’t let them take your fire
Keep you hands up, get mine up
yeaaaah, okay

It’s Pete Rock, Kanye, One, two, okay
It’s Pete Rock, Kanye, One, two, okay
It’s Pete Rock, Kanye, One, two, okay
It’s Pete Rock, Kanye, One, two, okay

Sunday, October 24, 2010

Kanye West - Dark Fantasy Lyrics

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Dark Fantasy by Kanye West

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I fantasized about this back in Chicago
mercy, mercy me, that Murcielago
that’s me, the first year that I blow
how you say broke in Spanish? Me no hablo
me drown sorrow in that Diablo
me found bravery in my bravado
DJ’s need to listen to the model’s
You ain’t got no f-ckin’ Yeezy in your Serrato?
(You ain’t got no Yeezy, n-gga?)
stupid, but what the f-ck do I know?
I’m just a Chi-town n-gga with a Nas flow
and my bitch in that new Phoebe Philo
so much head, I woke up to Sleepy Hollow

Can we get much higher? (higher, higher)
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Look like a fat booty Celine Dion
sex is on fire, I’m the King of Leon and Louis
beyond the truest
hey, teacher, teacher
tell me how do you respawn the students?
and refresh the page and restart the memory?
respark the soul and rebuild the energy?
we stopped the ignorance, we killed the enemies
sorry for the night demons still visit me
the plan was to drink until the pain over
but what’s worse, the pain or the hangover?
fresh air, rolling down the window
too many Urkels on your team, that’s why your wins low
don’t make me pull the toys out, huh
don’t make me pull the toys
and fire up the engines
and then they make noooise

Can we get much higher? (higher, higher)
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

At the mall there was a seance
just kids, no parents
then the sky filled with heron
(I saw the devil) In a Chrysler LeBaron
And the hell, it wouldn’t spare us
(And the fires did declare us)
(But after that, took pills, kissed an heiress)
(And moved her back in Paris)

Can we get much higher? (higher, higher)
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Can we get much higher? (higher, higher)
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh