Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Never Let Me Down, artist - Kanye West.
Date of issue: 09.02.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Never Let Me Down |
When it comes to being true, at least true to me |
One thing I’ve found, one thing I found |
Oh no, you’ll never let me down |
Get up, I get down, get up, I get down |
Get up, I get down, get up, I get down |
Get up, I get down, get up, I get down |
Yo, first I snatched the streets, then I snatched the charts |
First I had they ear, now I have they heart |
Rappers came and went, I’ve been here from the start |
I seen them put it together, watched them take it apart |
Seen the Rovers roll up with ribbons |
I seen them re-po'd, re-sold, then re-driven |
So when I reload, he holds number one position |
When you hot, I’m hot |
And when your feet cold, mines is sizzling |
It’s plain to see, niggas can’t fuck with me |
'cause I’ma be that nigga for life |
This is not an image, this is God-given |
This is hard-livin', mixed with Cristal sippin' |
It’s the most consistent, Hov |
Give you the most hits you can fit inside a whole disc and |
Nigga I’m home on these charts, y’all niggas visitin' |
It’s Hov tradition, Jeff Gordon of rap |
I’m back to claim pole position, holla at ya boy |
When it comes to being true, at least true to me |
One thing I’ve found, one thing I found |
Oh no, you’ll never let me down |
Get up, I get down, get up, I get down |
Get up, I get down, get up, I get down |
Get up, I get down, get up |
I get down for my grandfather who took my mama |
Made her sit in that seat where white folks ain’t want us to eat |
At the tender age of 6, she was arrested for the sit-ins |
And with that in my blood I was born to be different |
Now niggas can’t make it to ballots to choose leadership |
But we can make it to Jacob’s and to the dealership |
That’s why I hear new music and I just don’t be feelin' it |
Racism’s still alive, they just be concealin' it |
But I know they don’t want me in the damn club |
They even made me show ID to get inside of Sam’s Club |
I done did dirt and went to church to get my hands scrubbed |
Swear I’ve been baptized 'least three or four times |
But in the land where niggas praise Yukons and getting paid |
It’s gonna take a lot more than coupons to get us saved |
Like it take a lot more than doo rags to get you waves |
Nothing sad as that day my girl’s father passed away |
So I promised to Mr. Rainey I’m gonna marry your daughter |
And you know I gotta thank you for the way that she was brought up |
And I know that you were smiling when you see the car I bought her |
You sent tears from heaven when you seen my car get balled up |
But I can’t complain what the accident did to my left eye |
'Cause look what an accident did to Left Eye |
First Aaliyah now Romeo must die |
I know I got angels watching me from the other side |
When it comes to being true, at least true to me |
One thing I’ve found, one thing I found |
Oh no, you’ll never let me down |
Get up, I get down, get up, I get down |
Get up, I get down, get up, I get down |
Get up, I get down, get up, I get down |
We are all here for a reason on a particular path |
You don’t need a curriculum to know that you’re a part of the math |
Cats think I’m delirious but I’m so damn serious |
That’s why I expose my soul to the globe; |
the world |
I’m trying to make it better for these little boys and girls |
I’m not just another individual |
My spirit is a part of this that’s why I get spiritual |
But I get my hymns from Him |
So it’s not me, it’s He that’s lyrical |
I’m not a miracle, I’m a heaven-sent instrument |
My rhythmatic regiment navigates melodic notes |
For your soul and your mental |
That’s why I’m instrumental, vibrations is what I’m into |
Yeah I need my loot by rent day |
But that ain’t what gives me the heart of Kunta Kinte |
I’m trying to get us «us free» like Cinque |
I can’t stop, that’s why I’m hot |
Determination, dedication, motivation |
I’m talking to you of my many inspirations |
When I say I can’t let you or self-down |
If I were on the highest cliff, on the highest riff |
And if you slipped off the side and clinched on to your life |
In my grip, I would never ever let you down |
And when these words are found |
Let it be known that God’s penmanship has been signed |
With a language called love |
That’s why my breath is felt by the deaf |
And while my words are heard and confined to the ears of the blind |
I too dream in color and in rhyme |
So I guess I’m one of a kind in a full house |
'Cause whenever I open my heart, my soul or my mouth |
A touch of God reigns out |
Take 'em to church |
When it comes to being true, at least true to me |
One thing I found, one thing I found |
Oh no, you’ll never let me down |
Get up, I get, get up, I get |
Get up, I get, get up, I get |
Get up, I get, get up, I get down |
Who else you know been hot this long? |
(Oh yeah, we ain’t finished) |
Started from nothing but he got this strong |
(The Roc is in the building) |
Built the Roc from a pebble, peddled rock before I met you |
Pedaled bikes, got my nephews pedal bikes because they special (Wooooo) |
Let you tell it, man, I’m falling |
Well, somebody must have caught him |
'Cause every fourth quarter, I like to Mike Jordan them |
Number one albums, what I got? |
Like four of them |
More of them on the way, the eighth wonder on the way |
Clear the way, I’m here to stay |
Y’all can save the chitter chat, this and that |
This is Jay, dissing Jay will get you maced |
When I start spitting them lyrics niggas get very religious |
Six Hail Marys, 'Please Father forgive us' |
Young the archbishop, the Pope John Paul of y’all niggas |
The way y’all all follow Jigga |
Hov’s a living legend and I’ll tell you why |
Everybody wanna be Hov and Hov’s still alive |