Lyrics:
ain't good as your old shit
'Til your new shit is your old shit, son, in this sun, let me get some
I wear this 24 karat solid gold rollie for my son
I'm from the 24 rip kobe
I'm from the 24 rip Kobe
I'm from the 24 rip Kobe
I'm from the 24 rip Kobe
Some of these niggas get slimed by dey homie
Some
and he said his name was Bernie
I put in a Slim Whitman tape, my wife put on a brand new hair net
Kids were in the back seat jumping up and down,
could make a million or two
Taste wasn't gonna be his claim to fame
What he was banking on was all in the name
He called it Titty's, Titty's, Titty's
it's four in the morning, suns set and
Seven minutes with you and it's heaven
Ain't an hour that rolls by
I love you 24-7, 3-6-5
Give you my name, if you
Who received them had no idea what they'd
Been given and cooked them up
In a stew Not bad
But there was another bean
Another bean?
Another bean
Da da da da da da da da da da da da
Where the brand is king
In a place they call Idea City
Where even a dog can have kitties
Anything, anything,
and he said his name was Bernie
I put in a Slim Whitman tape, my wife put on a brand new hair net
Kids were in the back seat jumping up and down,
in equality
Believed it’s wrong to judge another
By the color of their skin –
That good man’s name was John Howard Griffin
Funky fresh on the muthafuckin microphone
Bitch
And it don't stop
To the beat, baby
Oakland, California is in the house
Bitch
I tell you,
because ya done done it
Gotcha 22's and your name on your stomach
Never even think about a woman to fuck
Rather stand in line or bust the ass
anothers voice?
Anothers lies, anothers truth
Anothers doubt, anothers proof
The idea born in someone's mind
Is nurtured by a thousand blind
Anonymous
know
It's just hard to swallow
It's my fault, this I know
And I'm sorry
I will call you by your name
If you call me by mine
It is good to know
Moved by the blood
The nation will have its place.
Their armies are marching
Their ideas are changing
And nothing home in place.
(CHORUS)
With the sweet
Thinking there's a next time
But then you call me by name
And I say that it's fine
And so right out the gate
There's this idea in your mind
That you'll get
In this conversation
Kanye West and Pharrell Williams candidly
Explore the rewards and perils of a lifelong
Perfectionist ethic best likened
just want to keep my name, not bother anybody?s game
Without ideas of gold or fame or insane heights
I don't want a lot of money, I don't want a Playboy
Verse 1
Dear Doctor, what's the news?
Have there been any clues?
Tell us what's in the tubes,
You test into the night.
Those molecules divide,
one fresh with a folds
Grill in the back with a grill in the front
24-carrot gold on my trunk
Got a rope like a python hanging 'round my neck
Got
the mall up
We grind hard to play harder (harder)
24/7 365
If we ain't breaking them down
Then we letting them fly
Nah never I, always we
I came in
They want to change your ideas with predefinitions
It’s a social control in the name of traditions
Pressure on yourself
You get lost in the way
pure
This I'm sure I'm truly yours
Forever more
And this how I feel
This how I feel forreal
Don't want the name
Don't want the fame
Not here here
it seems that I've forgotten your name"
But it seems that she'd done the same
And now something has happened
Suddenly, she's been distracted
By
i'm seeing instead
Guarded by angels on the way to the check
They fighting them demons from grabbing my leg
Uh 24/7 i'm in my head
Uh 24/7 i'm in my
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