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Kanye West

Genres: Hip-Hop

Bet Cypher Lyrics - Kanye West

[Kanye West] 

Uh, Good music, this our year 

backing drums by DJ Premier 

now let me count it down, who the f-ck up in here 

Common, Don, Old G, battle rap, oh 

that n-ggas know you can't really f-ck with that 

Pusha T, the Clipse just made a classic 

Good music together we too Jurassic, you stay plastic 

 

Ramadan with the flow, guaranteed everyone fasting 

Big Sean is a don 

Cyhi da Prince 

why you so nervous dog stop being tense 

if you aint talking bout Rash we aint got nothing in common 

f-ck that and thats just common sense what the 

 

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[Pusha T] 

Came in the game, 8 years prior 

8 years later, your mans on fire 

My Book of Eli, to all my subscribers 

play the two doors, street car named desire 

came in Grindin', Ye' came throught the wire 

but at the crossroads, Bone thugs inspired 

1st of the month, Trump to the buyers 

rent too paid on the coupe you been fired 

smooth criminal, no prior's 

man in the mirror, check no liar 

still like that butterfly like Mariah 

show me the money the black Jerry MaGuire 

Tom Cruise on that couch if that money right 

West Hollywood feels like a bunny night 

with GOOD company and better jewelers 

to the Good Life, we GOOD music 

 

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[Big Sean] 

Man, I wake up to a wet dream 

every day's a Friday and every nights a sex scene 

every week is fashion week and every day I'm pressed clean 

Detroit's Angel, I even got red wings 

I'm headed to the ball, me and three prom queens 

my life's prom night and guess who's the Prom King 

they having a kissing fight and I'm Don King 

everybody know I'm coming soon like LeBron's ring 

I'm Big L, Notorious, Big Pun, Shawn Carter, Sean Combs and Connery all in one 

whoever told you sky's the limit is looking dumb 

cause I'm 22 and I'm moonwalking on the sun 

oh thats your girl 

she feelin on my water right next to a couple boaters 

and she tryna motor boat her and im coming from the w-w-westside of the Motor 

you might find banana clips 'cause it's Guerilla warfare 

last year I was watching this from the couch and now I'm here 

thats to let you know what I'm about 

reaper black suit cuz my whole team's killing 

had to keep setting trends cuz your whole team stealin 

many tell me I'm the man I aint made it yet 

tell me who the baddest, I'll see if i see them naked yet 

won't stop til I get that Mercedes 700 CLK and Mercedes aint made it yet 

 

[Cyhi Da Prince] 

I'm Mr Got bread like Quizno's 

better known as MJ with the big nose 

I swear your artist couldn't see me on his tip toes 

only on TV I gotta take a quick pose 

let me stop I forgot this was a big show 

and being dope made you broke I aint piss poor 

I'm big poppa plus I'm 2pacalypto 

my mind is a weapon what I need to pop a clip for 

huh, I'm doing this for hip hop 

Im coming after you, him and his spot 

still tied to the streets like a ish knot 

aint nothing fake, I'm not a Rolly with a tick tock 

Atlanta repper in the home of the yankees 

Rose wood suit on with the hanky 

I got rich from the zones of the stanky 

so everybody know my money long, lanky! 

so I'm flexible stretching out my decimel's 

switching up the flow got the crowd going testicles 

can't bleep it out cuz there wasn't nothing sexual 

I'm blowing loud, somebody check the decibels 

I'm impeccable they put me on the pedestal 

and if you bite me, it's good for you like a vegatable 

shows by the several, schedule full of festivals 

and if I ever do time than you know its federal 

uh, incredible, yeah 

 

[Common] 

F-f-fam fam fam I'ma monster too 

you don't see I do things that the monsters do 

the incomparable, remarkable, articles 

about my audio technique, my technique 

I recognise games like the ESPY's 

cold to myself I say God Bless me the truth 

so I speak live and directly 

you, I will set free my mic is where my check be 

rah, I echo, I echo, I echo, the sounds of the ghetto, future of the retro 

prolly in the metro just so I can get dough 

the name is Common but the frame is special 

leave requested from the years I've invested 

arrested, develop, addressed it, envelope 

the body of the black party from Farley to Bob Marley 

go home or go hard, at home is life hardly 

 

[Kanye West] 

the plan was to drink till the pain over 

what's worse, the pain or the hangover? 

fresh air rolling down the window 

too many urkels on your team thats why your Winslow 

I sold my soul to the devil thats a crappy deal 

least it came with a few toys like a happy meal 

this game you could never win 

cause they love you then they hate you then they love you again 

get away from me loniless 

get away from me misery 

get away from me fake sh-t, I can't take the phoniness 

get away from me wack tracks 

I can only make only hits 

I'm an only child lost in the World 

where did the lonely kids go when the bell ring 

feeling like hell rings 

bringing me back down 

checking my background 

its ironic whats happening 

imagine if I didn't have the ends 

I would'nt have so many imaginary friends 

I'm spaced out Dog, I be on that Moon talk 

wonder if God ask Mike how to moon walk 

I swear to momma wish me and my father talk more 

Thats that vision around the time I was a sophmore 

I guess everything I hate about me I see in him 

and I aint finna change, so we'll never agree again 

just a few things pouring out my soul 

Rosewood we could see her with our eyes closed 

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