Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song We Can Make It Better, artist - Kanye West.
Date of issue: 24.05.2009
Song language: English
We Can Make It Better |
Somebody told me that Delta’s brownskinned, AKAs’lightskinned |
And they supposed to be bougious, so they got white friends |
First day of school, I’mma take you sight seein' |
Show you what we do on weekends for a sight, man |
She said, «I know what you about to say, like your hypeman» |
She let a nigga hit it, and now she only date white men |
And if a nigga even wave at her, it’s frightnin’but |
(«Make It Up») We can make it better |
(Better we can) |
(«Make It Up») We can make it better |
(Better we can make it on up, we can) |
(«Make It Up») We can make it better |
(Better we can) |
(«Make It Up») We can make it The night fallin’over Brooklyn, where they murder for change |
The converter remains faithful to the drugdealer priestess |
He in search of the word of fame, you heard of the name |
Kweli the truth, like I’m comin’out the mouth of (?) |
One for it, one for out the grave |
Niggaz want they reperations, How you calculate the amount to be paid |
You try to imagine America without the slaves (the slaves) |
Her tenament yo, is rat infested |
Her heart is like a gold (?) cause she wouldn’t protest it Cause, her bestfriend’s man got popped |
He was sixteen years old, the cop thought his phone was a glock |
In the hood is a everday happenin' |
A friend of the priest say she chose out the captain |
She yelled out «Why you do this to black men?» |
I think of eighty seven ways, to make better days |
Whether climb or rhyme, I heard of rebel pays |
On the scene, tryin’to get green like everglades |
Music, rhymin’good like escalates |
In the ghetto infested by shade and drama |
And niggaz wit’thangs ain’t afraid of karma |
I’m thinkin’big like Little Wayne in the (?) |
C’mon; |
Tell people the truth, but never give 'em ya true thoughts |
Terrorism on blacks, they poison our Newports |
Partiot Act in effect, make it hard to breathe now |
Johnny Cochran dead, who gonna get us free now? |
Clinton ain’t in office, who gon’give us shit free now? |
Who gon’make it better for the thugs and Ps now? |
Who gon’make it good for old folks that’s senile? |
Oh, it’s good music, yeah dog I see now |