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Showing posts with label Kanye West Lyrics. Show all posts
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Sunday, November 6, 2011

Kanye West - You Know Lyrics

You know
Oh you know
I just want you to know
Kanye: I just got off the plane Chicago.
Its your boy Kanye West on the beat.
Eh, White Boy!
Chorus: You know
I just want you to know
I just want you to know
(You know)
I just want you to know
This boy here can flow
(You know)
South side up in here
West side up in here
East side up in here
Throw your hands in the air
(You know)
I just want you to know
I just want you to know
(You know)
I just want you to know
This boy here can flow
(You know)
South side up in here
West side up in here
East side up in here
Throw your hands in the air
Kanye: Kanye the best in the game now we got that fact made clear
Kanye West is the name South side up in here
Yall niggers stole the show
Yall niggers all some clones
Yall need to change yall tone
Nigger I control the gold
Muthafucker close the door
Light the weed and let the odor blow
Why you keep balling old girl
You aint been around hoes before?
Why my chain rosy gold?
Why my wrist below zero?
How the hell I know B-Lo?
Why them girls figure no means no?
No means no just as sure as green means go
Green means paper dream team capper
We see ya haters like shorty on the sixes
Yall finna see some dead people
Come through your block and egg people
My people aint scared people
Only fear God, yeah people
Chorus: You know
I just want you to know
I just want you to know
(You know)
I just want you to know
This boy here can flow
(You know)
South side up in here
West side up in here
East side up in here
Throw your hands in the air
White Boy: White Boy back in the mix and Im in the atmosphere
Caught for presackin the fifth and we got them gats in here
This is not a game (no)
Chris is not a lame (no)
Chi-Town drop the flame (yes!)
White Boy got them thangs
White Boy a hot damn shame
White Boy hot like Mars
Yall flow hot like marsh
Yall cant stop these bars
White Boy top these charts
White Boy got the ball
Lyrics gon shock you boy
Chris dont cop them cars
Get a couple foxy broads
Out there shoes, socks, and bra
This is not so hard
Chris gotta Rocky heart
Pimp with the mobster walk
Chris got hostile thoughts
Yall better watch it yall
Midwest rock you yall!
Chorus: You know
I just want you to know
I just want you to know
(You know)
I just want you to know
This boy here can flow
(You know)
South side up in here
West side up in here
East side up in here
Throw your hands in the air
(You know)
I just want you to know
I just want you to know
(You know)
I just want you to know
This boy here can flow
(You know)
South side up in here
West side up in here
East side up in here
Throw your hands in the air
White Boy: Yeah
Brat prophet
Black gothic
Slash comic
Rats jockin
Fat pockets
Mad hoppin
Crack poppin
Stacks droppin
Cant stop it
Weights knocking
Hate in your face
Watching base
On relate
Gossip facin
I make options
Yeah
Incase I catch a case
gots to pay
Confrontate
Need to break
From this place
Cuz it aint common (no)
If this aint the way Kanye
Then its straight colleges
In your veins
Cuz you spent
What you gain
From straight knowledge
I was raised in the street
Praisin my heat
Holdin on my Nextel
Hopin for the next El
Focused on the best sell
Smokin on the fresh El
Posted like Fed Ex mail
Chorus: You know
I just want you to know
I just want you to know
(You know)
I just want you to know
This boy here can flow
(You know)
South side up in here
West side up in here
East side up in here
Throw your hands in the air
(You know)
I just want you to know
I just want you to know
(You know)
I just want you to know
This boy here can flow
(You know)
(Ohhh, Ohhh)
South side up in here
West side up in here
East side up in here
Throw your hands in the air

Kanye West - You Know (& White Boy) Lyrics

You know
Oh you know
I just want you to know

Kanye: "I just got off the plane Chicago."
"Its your boy Kanye West on the beat."
"Eh, White Boy!"

Chorus: You know
I just want you to know
I just want you to know
(You know)
I just want you to know
This boy here can flow
(You know)
South side up in here
West side up in here
East side up in here
Throw your hands in the air
(You know)
I just want you to know
I just want you to know
(You know)
I just want you to know
This boy here can flow
(You know)
South side up in here
West side up in here
East side up in here
Throw your hands in the air

Kanye: Kanye the best in the game now we got that fact made clear
Kanye West is the name South side up in here
Ya'll niggers stole the show
Ya'll niggers all some clones
Ya'll need to change ya'll tone
Nigger I control the gold
Muthafucker close the door
Light the weed and let the odor blow
Why you keep balling old girl
You ain't been around hoes before?
Why my chain rosy gold?
Why my wrist below zero?
How the hell I know B-Lo?
Why them girls figure no means no?
No means no just as sure as green means go
Green means paper dream team capper
We see ya haters like shorty on the sixes
Ya'll finna see some dead people
Come through your block and egg people
My people ain't scared people
Only fear God, yeah people

Chorus: You know
I just want you to know
I just want you to know
(You know)
I just want you to know
This boy here can flow
(You know)
South side up in here
West side up in here
East side up in here
Throw your hands in the air

White Boy: White Boy back in the mix and I'm in the atmosphere
Caught for presackin the fifth and we got them gats in here
This is not a game (no)
Chris is not a lame (no)
Chi-Town drop the flame (yes!)
White Boy got them thangs
White Boy a hot damn shame
White Boy hot like Mars
Ya'll flow hot like marsh
Ya'll can't stop these bars
White Boy top these charts
White Boy got the ball
Lyrics gon' shock you boy
Chris don't cop them cars
Get a couple foxy broads
Out there shoes, socks, and bra
This is not so hard
Chris gotta Rocky heart
Pimp with the mobster walk
Chris got hostile thoughts
Ya'll better watch it ya'll
Midwest rock you ya'll!

Chorus: You know
I just want you to know
I just want you to know
(You know)
I just want you to know
This boy here can flow
(You know)
South side up in here
West side up in here
East side up in here
Throw your hands in the air
(You know)
I just want you to know
I just want you to know
(You know)
I just want you to know
This boy here can flow
(You know)
South side up in here
West side up in here
East side up in here
Throw your hands in the air

White Boy: Yeah.
Brat prophet
Black gothic
Slash comic
Rats jockin
Fat pockets
Mad hoppin
Crack poppin
Stacks droppin
Can't stop it
Weights knocking
Hate in your face
Watching base
On relate
Gossip facin
I make options
Yeah
Incase I catch a case
gots to pay
Confrontate
Need to break
From this place
Cuz it ain't common (no)
If this ain't the way Kanye
Then its straight colleges
In your veins
Cuz you spent
What you gain
From straight knowledge
I was raised in the street
Praisin my heat
Holdin on my Nextel
Hopin for the next El
Focused on the best sell
Smokin on the fresh El
Posted like Fed Ex mail

Chorus: You know
I just want you to know
I just want you to know
(You know)
I just want you to know
This boy here can flow
(You know)
South side up in here
West side up in here
East side up in here
Throw your hands in the air
(You know)
I just want you to know
I just want you to know
(You know)
I just want you to know
This boy here can flow
(You know)
(Ohhh, Ohhh)
South side up in here
West side up in here
East side up in here
Throw your hands in the air

Kanye West - Wouldn't You Like To Ride Lyrics

Kanye West - Wouldn't You Like 2 Ryde (Malik Yusef Kanye West & Common) Lyrics

You like to ride, uh
So why don't you and your friends get with me and my friends
My friends, my friends, my friends, my friends?
Would you like to ride?
I don't know what happened, it's just like
So why don't you and your friends get with me and my friends
My friends, my friends, my friends, my friends?

I had that little ass Nissan at your crib showin' up
Liquor store out of Arbor Mist, we Irish rosed it up
Then we rolled to the movies, you rocked your fake Chloes
You had Gap and Gucci, that's still two Gs

But that's that last year purse like it's still too cheap
Ooh, you so boozy, boo, you could've fooled me
'Cuz five years ago, you was so Fugees
Now you don't want nothin' unless it cost a few Gs

You like the light-skinned Ania, the dark-skinned Aaliyah
The black Jennifer Lopez, a ghetto senorita
You remind me of my Jeep but not no Kia
We can talk on your cell but not Nokia

It be goin' in and out, that's why I barely hear ya
It be goin' in and out like a robbery, ah
I'm tryin' to take this money like Robin Geeda
Then I'ma take you to the house like Trick and Trina

Would you like to ride shotgun in the Escalade?
So why don't you and your friends get with me and my friends
My friends, my friends, my friends, my friends?
Like a cloud in our sky, grab your things, let's fly away
So why don't you and your friends get with me and my friends
My friends, my friends, my friends, my friends?

Malik Yusef, bet your baby, momma know the name
The most critically acclaimed wordsmith in the game
I give you words, spit with flames
Stay to myself and let nerves mix with lames

Connoisseur of Kama Sutra, do somethin' absurd with your dame
I used to love this girl who loved shoppin' and smokin' herb
But my job was to hustle dro
Now an artist of the spoken word, I just hustle flow
Never a pretty boy, always a beautiful mind like Russell Crowe
Now you in places no cabs'll take you, Only the bus'll go

I would love for you and your friends to get with me and my friends
But the problemo is your attitude be on the stank side
And I no longer like you, fuck it
Now you can't ride but ooh, wouldn't you like to?

Would you like to ride shotgun in the Escalade?
So why don't you and your friends get with me and my friends
My friends, my friends, my friends, my friends?
Like a cloud in our sky, grab your things, let's fly away
So why don't you and your friends get with me and my friends
My friends, my friends, my friends, my friends?

Deep as the ocean is the motion of life
Thought you would have been the sister I chose for my wife
Not knowin' you was trife, stiflin' a nigga's growth
All you wanna do is shop at River Oaks

Watch soaps on the couch, take shit and smoke
I'm workin' hard like a fiend tryin' to get some dope
Thought my real nigga quotes would make you truer
You ain't gon' let me school ya, at least let me tutor

The sex is good but you ain't a shooter
There's a war goin' on inside, you ain't a trooper
I look through the mirror and see my reflection
It ain't in your direction, so I passed her like a reverend
Returned to my Bishop Juan ways
Goin' wild like West and Kanye

Wherever I lay my [unverified] is my home
Goddamnit, I'm grown
Broke broad, I'ma leave your ass alone
You still wanna ride though

Would you like to ride shotgun in the Escalade
So why don't you and your friends get with me and my friends
My friends, my friends, my friends, my friends?
Like a cloud in our sky, grab your things, let's fly away
So why don't you and your friends get with me and my friends
My friends, my friends, my friends, my friends

Would you like to ride shotgun in the Escalade
So why don't you and your friends get with me and my friends
My friends, my friends, my friends, my friends?
Like a cloud in our sky, grab your things, let's fly away
So why don't you and your friends get with me and my friends
My friends, my friends, my friends, my friends?

Kanye West - We Major Lyrics

Looked at the pad and pen, fell, and jotted what I feel
Been like twelve years since a nigga first signed
Now I'm a free agent and I'm thinkin it's time
To build my very own Motown
Cause rappers be deprived, Of executive 9 to 5's
And it hurts to see these companies be stealin the life
And I love to give my blood sweat and tears to the mic
So y'all copped the LP's and y'all fiends got dealt
I'm Jesse Jackson on the balcony when King got killed
I survived the livest niggaz around
Last longer than more than half of you clowns
Look, I used to cook before I had the game took
Either way my change came like Sam Cooke

Yeah! Yeah! Ye-yeah, ye-yeah

[Tony Williams]
Feeling better than I ever felt before today
But better late than never, it's
Orien-tation, still we can make it better
Throwin all your cares away...

[Chorus]

[Kanye] + (Nas)
We major? (C'mon homey we major)
We MAJOR! (C'mon homey we major)
We major (C'mon homey we major)
We major...

[Tony Williams]
Feeling better than I ever felt before today
But better late than never, it's
Orien-tation, still we can make it better
Throwin all your cares away...

[Music starts to fade until 5:21 in the song]

[Kanye West]
Can I talk my shit again?
Can I talk my shit again!
I can't believe I'm back up in this muh'fucker
I'ma be late though
I gotta figure out what I'm gonna wear
Yeah... the Roc is definitely in the building
Good music's definitely in the building
I gotta say what's up to Tony Williams
On the vocals sings, he sings quite beautifully
Don't you agree? Don't you agree?
Uhh, and Jon Brion on the keys right now
And Warren Campbell on the keys right now
So they ask me - why you call it "Late Registration" 'Ye?
Cause we takin these muh'fuckers back to school
If you know this part right here, feel free to sing along

[Tony Williams] + (Kanye West)
Feeling better than I ever felt before today (If you feelin good)
But better late than never; it's orien-tation (It's orientation)
Still we can make it better
Throwin all your cares away... (We want you to get used to this)
(Uhh, they cain't do what we do baby)
(Uh-uh, uh-uh, they cain't do what we do baby)
(Uh-uh, uh-uh, they cain't do what we do baby)
(Yeah...)

Kanye West - We Major (f Nas & Really Doe) Lyrics

You motherfuckers better do your job and roll up
And watch how we roll up
And I can't control it, can't hold it, it's so nuts
I take a sip of that n'gak, I wanna fuck
I take a hit of that chronic, it got me stuck

But really what's amazing is how I keep it blazing
Towel under the door, I'm smokin' to the Days Inn
Puff, puff then pass, don't fuck up rotation
Hypnotic for Henny, now nigga that's a chaser

Turn nothin' to something now pimpin' that's the Savior
Best things are green now pimpin' get your paper
High off the ground, Our status skyscraper
Cool off thinkin' we local, come on homie, we major

We major? Come on, homie, we major
We major? Come on, homie, we major
We major? Come on, homie, we major
We major? Come on

Feeling better than some head on a Sunday afternoon
Better than a chick that say yes to soon
Until you have a daughter, that's what I call karma
And you pray to God she don't grow breasts too soon

Projects to' up, gang signs is thrown up
Niggas hats broke off that's how we grow up
Why else you think shorty's write rhymes just to blow up?
Get they first car and then I R S show up

He ain't never had shit but he had that nine
Nigga come through flickin' and he had that shine
Put two and two together in a little bad weather
Gon' be a whole family on that funeral line

Ask the reverend was the strip club cool
If my tips help send a pretty girl through school
That's all I want like wino's want they good whiskey
I ain't in the Klan, but I brought my hood with me

You motherfuckers better do your job and roll up
And watch how we roll up
And I can't control it, can't hold it, it's so nuts
I take a sip of that n'gak, I wanna fuck
I take a hit of that chronic, it got me stuck

But really what's amazing is how I keep it blazing
Towel under the door, I'm smokin' to the Days Inn
Puff, puff then pass, don't fuck up rotation
Hypnotic for Henny, now nigga that's a chaser

Turn nothin' to something now pimpin' that's the Savior
Best things are green now pimpin' get your paper
High off the ground, Our status skyscraper
Cool off thinkin' we local, come on homie, we major

We major? Come on, homie, we major
We major? Come on, homie, we major
We major? Come on, homie, we major
We major? Come on, homie, we major

I heard the beat and I ain't know what to write
First line, should it be about the hoes or the ice?
4-4's or Black Christ? Both flows would be nice
Rap about big paper or the black man plight

At the studio console asked my man to the right
What this verse sound like, should I freestyle or write?
He said, "Nas, what the fans want is illmatic, stillmatic"
Picked up the pad and pencil and jotted what I feel

Been like 12 years since a nigga first signed
Now I'm a free agent and I'm thinkin' it's time
To build my very own Motown
'Cuz rappers be deprived of executive 9 to 5s

And it hurts to see these companies be stealin' the life
And I love to give my blood sweat and tears to the mic
So y'all copped the LPs and y'all fiends got dealt
I'm Jesse Jackson on the balcony where King got killed

I survived the livest niggas around
Lasting longer than more than half of you clowns
Look, I used to cook before I had the game took
Either way my change came like Sam Cooke

Feeling better than I ever felt before today
Like better late than never it's orientation
Still we can make it better throwing all your cares away

You motherfuckers better do your job and roll up
And watch how we roll up
And I can't control it, can't hold it, it's so nuts
I take a sip of that n'gak, I wanna fuck
I take a hit of that chronic, it got me stuck

But really what's amazing is how I keep it blazing
Towel under the door, I'm smokin' to the Days Inn
Puff, puff then pass, don't fuck up rotation
Hypnotic for Henny, now nigga that's a chaser

Turn nothin' to something now pimpin' that's the Savior
Best things are green now pimpin' get your paper
High off the ground, Our status skyscraper
Cool off thinkin' we local, come on homie, we major

We major? Come on, homie, we major
We major? Come on, homie, we major
We major? Come on, homie, we major
We major?

Feeling better than I ever felt before today
Like better late than never it's orientation
Still we can make it better throwing all your cares away

Can I talk my shit again? Can I talk my shit again?
I can't believe I'm back up in this motherfucka
I'ma be late tho'
I gotta figga out what I'm finna wear, yeah

The Roc is definitely in the building
Good music's definitely in the building
I gotta say what's up to Tony Williams
On the vocals, he sings quite beautiful don't you agree, don't you agree?

And John Brion on the keys right now
And Warren Cambele on the keys right now
So they asked me, why you call it late registration man?
'Cause we taking these motherfuckers back to school
If you know this part, feel free to sing along

Feeling better than I ever felt before today
Like better late than never it's orientation
Still we can make it better throwing all your cares away
We want you to get used to this

You can't do what we do baby
You can't do what we do baby
You can't do what we do baby
Yeah

Kanye West - We Don't Care Lyrics

Oh yeah
I got the perfect song for the kids to sing

And all my people that's
Drug dealing just to get by
Stack your money till it gets sky high
We wasn't suppose to make it past 25
Joke's on you we still alive
Throw your hands up in the sky
And say we don't care what people say

[Verse 1]
If this is your first time hearing this
You are about to experience somethin so cold man
We never had nothing handed
Took nothing for granted
Took nothing from no man
Man I'm my own man
But as a shorty I looked up to the dope man
Only adult man
I knew that wasn't broke man
Flicking starter coats man
Man you don't know man
And we don't care what people say

This is for my niggas outside all winter
Cause this summer they ain't finna say next summer im finna,
Sitting in the hood like community colleges
This dope money here is little Tre's scholarship
Cause there ain't no tuition for having no ambition
And ain't no loans for sitting your ass at home
So we forced to sell crack, rap, and get a job
You got to do something man your ass is grown

[Chorus]
Drug dealing just to get by
Stack your money till it gets sky high
(Kids sing, kids sing)
We wasn't supposed to make it past 25
Joke's on you we still alive
Throw your hands up in the sky
And say we don't care what people say

[Verse 2]
The second verse is for my dogs working 9 to 5 that still hustle cause a nigga can't shine off 6.55
And everybody selling make up, Jacob's, and bootleg tapes just to get they cake up
We put shit on layaway then come back
We claim other people kids on our income tax
We take that money, cop work then push packs to get paid
And we don't care what people say

Momma say she want to move South
Scratching lottery tickets eyes on a new house
Around the same time doe ran up in dude's house
Couldn't get a job
So since he couldn't get work he figured he take work
The drug game bulemic it's hard to get weight
So niggas money is homo it's hard to get straight
But we gonna keep baking to the day we get cake
And we don't care what people say

My niggas

[Chorus]
Drug dealing just to get by
Stack your money till it gets sky high
(Kids sing, kids sing)
We wasn't supposed to make it past 25
Joke's on you we still alive
Throw your hands up in the sky
And say we don't care what people say

[Verse 3]
You know the kids gonna act a fool when you
Stop the programs for after school and they
DCFS, some of them dislexic
They favorite 50 cent song is 12 Questions we scream
Rocks blow, weed park
See now we smart
We ain't retards the way teachers thought
Hold up, hold fast
We make more cash
Now tell my momma I belong in that slow class
It's bad enough we on welfare
You trying to put me on the school bus with the space for the wheel chair
I'm trying to get the car with the chrome wheels here
You trying to cut our lights out like we don't live here
Look at what's handed us
Fathers abandon us
When we get the hammers go and call the ambulance
Sometimes I feel no one in this world understands us
But we don't care what people say

My niggas

[Chorus]
Drug dealing just to get by
Stack your money till it gets sky high
(Kids sing, kids sing)
We wasn't supposed to make it past 25
Joke's on you we still alive
Throw your hands up in the sky
And say we don't care what people say

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