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up on this road, them spirits took my papi
That's why I walk around with soggy face, them spirits tapped me
Voices in the hallway
Kanye west flow, you

Exterminate these hoes and celebrate
Lord knows!
You ain't no friend to me, gone off that Henesy
Kanye west energy, Dr. Dre Recipe
Don't do essentially, it's

a million paper cuts
Wake the dead up out their
Sleep with a message, i don’t mess
As I’m caught up in the
Embrace of her dreamy labias
And them freaky flow

a mic in my room, and I got a voice

Staring at a Kanye West vinyl, then my ID
We got the same last name and a dying dream
But as long as we manifest,

that west sound
I ain't talkin' Kanye

Been bumpin' Dre and Snoop since San Andreas
Had me rockin' all black like a Oakland Raider
I'm just tryin' free

swear, if I only have one more day
Rewind the clock and turn West into the old Kanye

Visions of wantin' to die, I looked the Devil in eye (Hahaha)

shatter.
Your boss is fatter and so is his ride
Races are narrow standing side to side
So we climatize and drop dead for em 
Drop dead gorgeous women are

describe you then why you getting mad (Look)
I'm just trying to living my life and get right
Kanye west swag seeing all the flashy lights
Feeling like

when I wear it I gotta put on sunblock
And Yves Saint Laurent shades on Kanye
West fresh to death like a casket on blades
Crime don't pay that isn't

Uh
Stop with all the frontin'
College drop out shit
Hol' up

Goodbye to the Kanye West that I knew
Blueprint 2
And all the other cool shit that made

kanye west
People hailing me with the names of the best
With all due respect i don't wanna be rude
I know i'm that good
But i am questhood nigga
Hail me

yes bro we the Best
We're so inspiring like Kanye West.
Most of you are fake as fuck

These man are my Blood Brothers
Even though we from Different

Out west, give me a test
I'm fucking a thot on her bed
All I see is red, God is who he met
When he talked that shit
Drive-by drift, don't get hit

Produced by yours truly!
Had to get that in right quick
Okay
What's good?
Say she wanna ride my wave
Say she wanna ride my wave
Say she wanna ride my

the studio wit Gotti
Don't you tell no body
Laughing passing up my opps
Probably making drops
Marked safe but ducked some shots
Stuck up by the cops
We all we

Guess Who's Back

Richie Rich

Seasoned Veteran

1996

chea
Kanye West on the track (whoo!) Chi-Town, what's going on now?
Can I talk to y'all for a minute? Lemme talk to y'all for a minute
Just gimme

Want them nice things
All cause of tennis shoes our
Kids drop out of schools
They said be like Mike, so ball nigga
(that's life)
Now help me understand

go by for yo' mans, he know he hit
Real lean, you a fool you thinkin' I drink hit (drank)
Pull up on yo' bitch i8 drop I might hit the swift

holder
Microphone controller

West of the Mississippi
Urban cowboys
Guns without a holster
Money order

Benjamin Franklin
With the dead soldiers
Shake that

Episodes

Lootpack

Soundpieces: Da Antidote!

1999

Lyrically I got your block locked when I drop this hip hop 
Fresh out the west to twist you up because the rhyme don't stop 

[Chorus]

[Oh No]
In this

first and laugh 

P.O.E.M.: Niggas crackin jokes, I wonder what they was laughin at
They act like I was Kanye West in a maga hat
Till them numbers started

and roll
You bitches can’t touch me I’m fucking swole
Indominus Rex with a pop of my pecs I’ll be locking up Ness in a biodome
Tell Kanye West I don’t ride

gonna go dim and cry, why!?!
Cause you leading the masses to die
And think your asses won't happen to fry
By making your dead god come ∆l¡ve
With death

a chain
You gonna make me a wish
Cause I am the best
Write my name on the test
Or spit a freestyle like Kanye west
Ooh stuck inside the Melodies', my girls