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these kids, jeez
Don't give a shit bout lyrics
All they wanna hear is a beat and that's it
Long as they can go to the club and get blitzed
Pick up

anticipation
That feelin' that people can't wait to hear your album playing
The day that it drops, patiently waitin' to hear the Villain
I be gettin' goosebumps

of social media
Don’t want to spread the truth to come out like a encyclopedia
Wonder why I make love songs when I have love for myself
I know that I’m single

Thugz Mansion (N.Y.)

Nas

God's Son

2002

like doves over the streets watchin' many things
Kids walkin home from school, on drug blocks, missionaries
Pass out papers that read love god
I see

The One

Chubb Rock

The One

1991

the race is on
for all with the ruffneck song
Even though they weren't born in the Caribbean like me
And others that were all brothers there's a lot in

bombing around on the streets with the rest of the kids
No job no boss no bills and no divide
Only mates ready to bleed by your side
Looking at the papers

getting singled out by teachers, was I winning? No
For situations that I got into with other kids
I would take the bigger fall, and they'll be good and free

mixtapes

I'm not afraid, take my face and my name, paste it on the front page
I'm already famous and you'll never change it by hating 
Or claiming

of what happens in between
Ayo Ju, man
This ****
Every song you done put out so far, man, its guaranteed
It's just, it's quality music, man
That's what

one stone
It's crazy to me how easy killing birds is
Emotional support music
What the people want to hear
Supplemented by not feeling worthless
Sounds

broken
I ain't't jokin, girl, I'm still in love
The kid is wildin', we thought he would get it down by the third album
But this nigga is still in love

Uh, hey Siri
What's the best BeePax song?
Who's BeePax?
Man, what?

Back on the baseline boomin'
Back on the, yeah
Yeah, yeah, aye

Back

Every summer, every weekend, every fucking night 
I tell myself today's the day 
The day I write that song 
The one that starts the album 
The one

an album called it Slow Rides and Love Songs
I hope you're well
Do you know what
For someone that is so good at talking
I'm so useless at
Outros and speaking

up by a mile
Said it with a smile

You ain't gettin racks you get buying
I'm the kinda guy who be trying
To make the best of it
I be never resting kid

Yeah, mother fucker! Kimya Fucking Dawson!
What put your fucking hands down!

As I sit and listen to
A kid you clearly influenced
I text and say I'm

actually played
It for me in our living room
And I just was blown away
How beautiful the song is

Cut

Ellen: So, uh, more kids?

Kanye: yeah, we're trying

by storm
And got all kinds of people buying our album
You ain't gon' quit now you gotta think this through
I got ya back for real son now stop acting

For the hood, for the kids
Let's win
Let's win
Let's win
Let's win

Credits Roll
Six albums, in how many years?
We havin' fun
A crazy run
Time

well
We are some partying mothafuckas"

Tired of these rappers
Tired of these jackers
I'm tired of these dances
By these fucking backpackers
And I'm sick

him over the countdown begins he an hourglass
By the time the last sand touch there is no bypass
Too bad where you go is where I go I am the flash

Wishful Thinking

Scarub

Heavenbound

2001

the time and place
The way our eyes embraced
Sublime troubles bits and based in an ideal song
I looked into her face and saw my future was less than perfect

"get the anger out"
How come they always been sleepin on me?
Every album out, but they don't see the story
Every song out, but they don't hear the sorry

on the gram showed me his song told him it's fire on mute
Strict parents make rebellious kids that ain't further from the truth
Stars on me brighter than VVS
We