Lyrics:
sixteen
Playing dirty not clean
Out in front of Four Seasons
Looking like a damn football team
All in the same thing
All repping one thing
Looking for
and white
Are placed upon the altar
North, South, East and West
And so we clean the air
High priestess invoking the Devil
Infernal a names are spoken
But I dont say word, I'll never tell
Until you get a Kanye beat, you'll never sell
[Chorus]
I'm livin a movie, not livin by rules
It's just a movie,
And provide and it was not
Locked because of my career
One of my biggest Achilles heels has
Been my ego and if
I, Kanye West, the very person
Can remove my ego
rotten
Microphone check, one two one two
Shouts to the East and the West coast crew
Whatever you do, keep this hip-hop shit true
{"That's all I
I rhymed with Big Pun
That's ightt get the hate off ya chest
You a rap con artist not a Kanye West (I AINT DEAD!)
Streets prounounce me dead [x6]
I
2Pac's aggressive records are my
Favorite "Hail Mary"
Is just perfect: "Picture paragraphs unloaded
Wise words being quoted" Most
Artists now just
Aren't
what I wanted,
I'm still here so that gotta mean something,
HOOK 2
You cannot Kanye me , you cannot violate me,
Yes The words that I speak will make
I bet there's some killers who die for me
Catch a body on they free will
My West Coast niggas ride for me
Word to the homie G Will
Dollar sign,
Give a shout, give a scream…now I know you're keen, I come clean
But I maintain, skips from you're pussy lips insane
It's the word to use for when I
with a brand
Called Pixie and Dixie, two killers from Chicago
A game of 5K, to eliminate Donald
But what they didn't know, is Donald was a G
Had
The vicious traffic squad cars are
After our lone driver
The last American hero
The the electric sitar
The demi-god
The super driver of the golden west!
Two
something sweet and she gon' lick me later, guy
Hello to my hater guy, how you doing sir
I know you got mean words
But keep them to yourself unless those
Straight like they mix raced
I had a Duke, similar to an S-Curl
Same game, tryna impress them out west girls
I listened to Donda
I also listened to Kanye's
Ain't nothing flier than my fuckin' rims and my tires
And a word to the wise, you better fuckin' recognize
That I been on the block since bitches did
trod one away
Dem sen 50, 60, 70 pagan
Mi slew dem off in space a one day.
2.
Well you see
The people inna di west
Di whole a dem gone
One, two, three, four
Now I'm in town, break it down, thinkin' of makin' a new sound
Playin' a different show every night in front of a new crowd
getting slapped
I get a couple ki's turned them into crack
And listen them so we could count the by the hundred stacks (99)
So if you need word then
tonight I'll sit down and write
A heartfelt line or two
And if they turn out good enough
I owe every word to you
To the kid I thought was a little
to fold my beard
Check one, two, Sonny, tell Bob to dim the lights up
You see the studs, I want the red strobe to hit it right
Stones are screaming, hot
get seen
I'm a Dirty Bird now but I keep shit clean
I rip meanface niggas one by one
Or two by two, I'll take 'em however they come
Instead
the wait is over nigga
Hey, hey!
[T.I.]
One for the money, two for the show dawg
Three for the niggaz hatin on the low, y'all
Know a picture's worth
to God that we live in a Matrix
Take that blue pill then
We start seeing spaceships
Kanye, west-coast niggas do it the best
Bring each other down
Crab in
The choice of one
One truth, one fear
Well informed by nothingness
All the time with no time to give
The word is dead
He wrote, She said
Two roads
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