Tim Westwood Freestyle Lyrics - Kanye West

[Intro: Kanye West (Tim Westwood)] 

Doesn't get much better than that (Nah!) 

So unfair, so.. unfair advantage 

(Yo, it doesn't feel much better than that) 

[Verse 1: Kanye West] 

It's the dream, it's Kobe and Jordan on the same team 

In the best prime of their game and the same Kanye 

You know the name and it's not pronounced Kane 

And every time, you know I spit that flame 

Ayo we gettin' out our dreams, gettin' out our dreams 

And we gonna buy some things, and we got him out of Queens 

Talkin' 'bout my man Consequence, once for the Tribe 

Talkin' 'bout my man GLC and now he's around 

Talkin' 'bout John Legend, take 'em all the way to Heaven 

Speakin' of Heaven, Common speaks the heavenly words 

The nouns and verbs and whatever you heard 

Whatever synonym, we killin' 'em, everybody feelin' him 

The people's choice, the people's champ like Paul Wall 

All haters, I gotta say fuck all y'all 

No, I won't waste my energy no more 

I have to be more concerned about Sierra Leone 

I'm talkin' 'bout people that's dyin' for diamonds 

And the way that uh 

They got uh, capa 

What I want to say, monopoly over the country 

And every time you say somethin' people act funky 

The diamond industry want me, they say I'm bringin' out the bad 

What I want, people to stop buyin' diamonds? 

No, I want everybody to stop lyin' 

They say conflicts is only one percent, and look at all the money rappers spent 

We throw the diamonds in the screen, nah mean? 

But it affects the families cause people is dyin' for these things 

I mean in the diamond rivers they'll mine all day 

And might only get paid two cups of rice a day 

Is this the price to pay for the icy way? 

We like to floss away, even your boy 'Ye 

With my Jesus piece, I gave diamonds to my niece 

If I had a brother, Kanye, Common made "I Used to Love H.E.R." 

Used to love her and I still do, lyrically I kill you 

Dog I don't feel you, your style is like mildew 

Real old, I'm real cold, listen to this beat, real soul 

Your style is real old, dollar bill fold 

Stackin' money ain't funny, and I'm out in UK 

And I ask 'em who's the best, and they say "you K" 

Ooh way ooh way 

Yeah I feel it and I gotta kick it off the top of the dome 

Microphone controller, that's an M.C., it's in me 

I can lead a crowd, I went to your show, it's empty 

Go to my shit, it's sold out, every single seat 

Every time I drop, because like Shaq, I bring the heat 

And anybody that freestyle on the level that I do 

Should be winnin' Grammys too 

So if you do it like me, you can do it like this 

And uh, they say I'm a teacher like the one called Kris 

That's KRS but nah it's Kanye West 

And every time I spit the rhymes, uh straight off the flesh 

I could bring it down to the bone straight from the heart 

And from the heart is where I did it 'fore I ever chart 

And then I spit it, we get it, we did it, we do it a lot 

Kanye spit it, we do it, we makin' it hot 

I got patterns like Saturn, the rings, the rings 

Uh, Gold Digger, that's the single, the single 

Gotta hit the club just to mingle, to mingle 

Why you all in my face? I'm tryna do my thing dude 

Back off, I'll have Barry smack the fuck out of you 

Everybody wanna know what they can get out you 

Aww here's my demo, dawg, here's my group 

Dawg, please back me up, you're heated up, you're soup 

Y'all gassed, I passed, I flow, I rhyme 

I'm uh, that's the way, that yah boy gotta shine 

Straight from the Chi city, everybody ride with me 

And you see the same questions and I gotta teach the lesson 

This some, this some sick freestylin', I hear you're readin' it 

I gotta keep goin' cause y'all fans, y'all needin' it 

Uh, you say I'm too high like I smoke weed in it 

And they say "he arrogant, he's always conceited, shit" 

Well what you want from me? Y'all just can't stop me 

You could look in my pants and tell that I'm cocky 

[Bridge 1: Kanye West (Tim Westwood)] 

(Laughing) 

(Oh my God, Oh my God) 

(Damn) Yeah 

We back, we back like we ever left, huh 

(Crazy!) 

Like we ever left, huh, like we e', like we ever left, huh 

Like we ever left, uh, uh, uh, yeah, yeah 

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[Verse 2: Kanye West] 

Can I get an encore, do you want more? 

Kanye on the Westwood tour 

Chillin' with Westwood 

Go to Chicago, that's Kanye West's hood 

And the label called G.O.O.D 

Should I holla at these bitches? You should 

You might need one, you might need one 

You might fuck one 

If you eat out like McDonald's 

I ain't no clown like Ronald 

Uh, more like Donald 

Trump, with the way I get it crunk 

Like my man Lil Jon, but call him Lil Kan' 

He all the same, flow like Lil Wayne on The Carter 

And I'm signed to the Carter faculty 

Cause the Roc is in back of me 

Actually, that look like stacks to me 

Ch-ching, ch-ching 

Yah nahmean, yah nahmean, I'm doin' my thing 

Out in U.K., London 

And they call me number one 

Japan, you're number one 

That's Ichiban 

And I learned that from KRS-One 

Won once again like One 

Like Puff, my friend, and One 

One, give me one of them 

Talkin' 'bout one drink, one hand 

One cup of Henny, one cup of Hypno 

If you ran out of it, yo, you got to get more 

And I might sip slow but I never sip Mo 

I sip Cris-o, Cris-y-Cris 

And I gotta break it down like Missy Miss 

She had the "hee hee, who got the keys?" 

You don't need that if you got the no start V 

Where you push the button, that ain't nothin' 

All y'all talkin' somethin', y'all stay frontin' 

Kanye dropped the beats to get 'em jumpin' 

Lucifer, top of the morning to yah 

Cheerio, hit up the flow, bring it back, oh 

From Chicago, uh 

And I'm rockin' the Dolce Gabbana 

Fashionable persona 

G.Q., who knew he'd be the flyest? 

Like T.W.A.C.W.K 

K.A.N.Y W.E.S.T 

Be the B.E.S.T 

Photos 

[Bridge 2: Kanye West (Tim Westwood)] 

You know, I'mma stop it right there 

(Laughs) I just, I just feel like 

I 'on't know if I feel like rappin' right now 

(Oh my God!) 

I got raps for yah, uh huh 

I got raps for yah 

I got, uh, I got raps for yah 

We goin' to mass today, we have to pray 

Besides what the pastor say 

Uh, uh 

I 'on't know, I 'on't know what 

I got so many joints right know, runnin' through my head 

I 'on't even know what to yeah 

What should, what should I spit? 

I could just freestyle off of these messages 

Please can you tell 

Okay this is a girl writin' this 

Please can you tell my uh, boyfriend Danny 

That I love him loads, with all my heart 

And I can't wait to see him tomorrow 

[Verse 3: Kanye West] 

She can't wait to see you tomorrow Danny 

She love you, mhmm 

You know what that mean? 

You gonna get some 

I wonder if she gon' be wearin' one of those tight outfits 

And you know that I like that shit 

I ain't sayin' I ever met her but come on 

You must be pimpin' and you ain't sweat her, you know? 

She writin' you on one of these hip-hop shows 

Made me wonder if she's a hip-hop ho 

No disrespect, you know 

I don't know you so 

I will not disrespect, so don't please press eject 

On the tape cassette, and don't knock it out of your decks 

So with much respect, obliged, when I rhyme 

Sometimes some things just pop out, sometimes 

I must be a, I forgot the medical name 

Not a narcoleptic that be sleepin' 

How people was sleepin' when I made it deeper 

And [?] creepin' cause you know they didn't peep it 

Uh, they call me Rockafella's best little secret 

Uh, I got the beats for the Jeep 

When people used to rock Amigo's and Suzuki's 

And the Isuzu's, this the way you flow 

Do flow, aye yo you just like Menudo 

Played out about mad years ago 

And uh, I could rock off the top, I got years of flow 

I got so many albums to go, at least about seven 

Jesus Walks had me all the way 

Thought I was gon' rhyme that, no you didn't time that 

Yo that's where the line's at 

Look at my shows, look how long that the line's at 

All the way to the back, sold out, one night 

That's the way it is when you done it right 

Take time to drop a album, don't just be buyin' beats from everybody 

Cause everybody ain't got it, I got it 

I get it, I only give it to those who really live it 

Like Jay-Z, the Game, and my dogs that really did it 

Like Kweli, like Common, like dudes that really spit it 

I'm talkin' 'bout they go onto the radio and hit it 

And as far as makin' your songs, it's all wrong 

You be doin' everything that everybody else is on 

Man, I'mma break it down, let me take it down 

Here goes the instructions on how to not say nothin' 

Look, you take the crack concept 

And you do that 'til it's all dead and gone, you do it all wrong 

Now uh, you take the car concept 

And I see it every video, every single place I go 

Same shit 

[Bridge 3: Kanye West (Tim Westwood)] 

Man you know the beat ran out on me 

I was gonna, I was gonna, I was gonna break down 

(That was mean, that was mean!) I was gonna break down to people 

Exactly how to make the good song and the good album for a change 

(Let's go, let's go, let's go!) 

[Verse 4: Kanye West] 

First of all, what you need's a beat from me 

If you can't get a beat from me, get a beat from your guy 

He'll prolly do it for free 

And if he do it like [?] he'll prolly do it for E 

And if he do [?], he'll prolly do it for skeet 

Yo, yo-yo, yo-yo-yo, you gotta bring with your flow 

You gotta take it on-beat and off-beat 

And don't rap on no fuckin' soft beats 

You know that real hard shit, regardless, I played my part in this 

Like, this Corner beat, this what you want when you want a beat 

And that's when you really is gonna be 

A hip-hop legend like Kan, like Kan 

Like, of course the Louis Vuitton, 'ton, don, don 

If I do say so, myself 

And I do all the time, every rhyme 

Cause I'm, I'm feelin' myself 

And if you was me, you'd be feelin' yourself, you see 

If you out in London, you just hopped on a plane 

And you just came out of the bathroom, you just got you some brain 

Uh, you doin' your thing 

And plus you flossin' that Rocafella chain 

Aye yo, you know you let Kan spit on 'em 

I'm rockin' the Rocafella chain with no conflicts on 'em 

Oh, oh 

Now let me bring it back to the flow, flow 

And how you make the album and you make some dough, dough 

Get you a good manager cause your manager'll fuck your game up 

Fuck your name up 

And uh, if you've been runnin' to a [?] 

Trade your chain for some studio time 

See a lot of people be flossin' before they get a chance to 

A lot of people want club records they wanna dance to 

A lot of people want basslines, they will enhance you 

Bass in the club is good too, what you should do 

Is prolly get a single like Alicia Keys 

And if you don't know her, holla at Alicia please 

You know one of 'em light skin bitches with the braids 

Actin' like they got it made 

[?] you give a dawg with a fade 

You get somebody that's weak, you get somebody that you know can't flow 

And you rap before him, and let him go 

And people gon' be like well least you was better than dude 

And [?] I don't mean to be rude 

And another thing you can do 

If you could channel the spirits like I channel 

I'm not talkin' 'bout lightin' candles, I'm not talkin' sayonce 

I'm talkin' 'bout talkin' to God, I mean just like once 

What I do before I rhyme, every day is I pray 

I pray to God that he make these songs in a certain way 

I let him speak through me, through the beats, through the music 

I mean, sometimes I go into the booth and lose it 

I mean, I know he speakin' when I freak it in it a way 

That I coulda never thought of somethin' better to say 

So, our father, who art up above us 

I know [?], you still love us 

Like when I'm cursin' in my verses and I even do, what's worse is 

When I'm spendin' too much, spendin' on purses 

And shoes for my girl when I should be helpin' the world 

Give back to the charity, he still don't embarrass me 

He still let me be, He still keep it real 

See that's the thing about humans, we got free will 

See the angels gotta do exactly what God want 'em to do 

God is still with you, even when we don't do 

So, follow the path, follow the laws 

Follow the reason, the reasons why it's wrong 

You never heard a freestyle like this before-'fore 

And I know that hip-hop fans want more 

[Outro: Kanye West] 

Westwood, what's good 

Holla at your boy, Kan the Louis Vuitton Don 

The Roca stay, buildin' 

Yeah, it's G.O.O.D. Music baby 

After you freestyle like that you just talk shit for about eight minutes