| You motherfuckers better do your job and roll up and watch how we roll up and
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| I can’t control it, can’t hold it, it’s so nuts
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| I take a sip of that yak, I wanna fuck
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| I take a hit of that chronic, it got me stuck
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| But really what’s amazing is how I keep blazing
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| Towel under the door smoke until the days end
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| Puff, puff then pass, don’t fuck up rotation
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| Hpnotic for Henny, now nigga that’s your chaser
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| Turn nothin to something now pimpin’that’s a savior
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| Best things are green now pimp and get your paper
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| High off the ground instead of skyscraper
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| Too low thinkin’we local, come on homie, we major
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| We major (come on, homie, we major)
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| Feeling better than some head on a sunday afternoon
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| Better than a chick that say yes to soon
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| Until you have a daughter, that’s what I call karma
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| And you pray to god she don’t grow breasts too soon.
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| 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?
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| Get they first car and then IRS show up He ain’t never had shit but he had that nine |
| Nigga come through flickin’and he had that shine
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| Put two and two together in a little bad weather
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| Gon’be a whole family on that funeral line
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| Ask the reverand was the strip club cool if my tips help send a pretty girl
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| through school
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| That’s all I want like wino’s want they good whisky
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| I ain’t in the Klan, but I brought my hood with me I heard the beat and I ain’t know what to write
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| First line, should it be about the hos or the ice?
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| Four-four's or black christ? |
| Both flows would be nice
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| Rap about big paper or the black man’s plight
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| At the studio consol asked my man to the right
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| What this verse sound like, should I freestyle or write?
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| He said, Nas, what the fans want is Illmatic, Stillmatic
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| Picked up the pad and pencil and jotted what I feel
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| Been like 12 years since a nigga first signed
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| Now I’m a free agent
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| And I’m thinking it’s time
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| To build my very own Motown
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| Cuz rappers be deprived of executive 9 to 5s
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| And it hurts to see these companies be stealing the life
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| 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
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| I’m Jesse Jackson on the balcony where King got killed
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| I survived the livest niggas around
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| Lasting longer than more than half of you clowns
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| Look, I used to cook before I had the game took
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| Either way my change came like Sam Cooke.
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| Feeling better than I ever felt before today
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| Like better late than never is orientation
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| Still we can make it better throwing all your cares away |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song We Major , by - Kanye West. Song from the album Late Registration, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп