Lift Off - Kanye West & Jay-Z

Before I start, rest in peace d al
With that said take a shit on these cows
I used to sail white, play the race car
Now I ball rap about it, call this shit sports bar
Going hard,... over time
Loaded... fold you up, futon
... from the sun, I'm that high
Counting ones, make a lot of bread like the pro sun
Better slow it up, we fliest you know
I'm the one who know, flow cold free yo
Take a number 2, shit on all ya
I'm here to clean the game, you seen the lights on
Most talk raw how they flip for a profit
No rap gods, they all false prophets
Stop it, your brakes ain't broke
Therefore your career can come to a hold
Like a top that a chick wear, really don't care
You get beat like a snail
Flavor in your ear, flow ugly... riding that trap
You hit a lot of dears in the process
You don't... rap, I be in your area
Probability, 12 to 1 not fair to ya
I handle ya
... with the verbal gun, my boss tight
Virgin none
Jag some mike in a hurry
They killed the shit, car...
Sorry but life's not a game no
I bag a lot of cheese call me just the cheeto
Free throws know I'm taking easy shots
Balling ain't nothing when you practice a lot
And y'all want some top
Little mama was good
I tell her like this, get the... says bad luck
She knocking on wood
So hood, swag's on live
If y'all the best living, nobody alive
... I'm so sick... got a bad chick
Nicknamed her lassie
Flashy, see me I'm shining
Blow your brains out, leave you absent minded
The name to me timeless, so you can call me butter
The... street like a god damn clocker
Word to your mother, I'm here for dum rap put her on the track
Sell cats plus some stacks how about that
Clock gas get you...
I mean that shit from the bottom of my heart
Working too hard I'm in the front row's apart
Who got boss, tell them that guy
Enjoy these mixtapes, time flies

Gotta Have - Kanye West & Jay-Z

Turn my headphones up
Louder
Uh-huh, uh-huh

(What you need, what, what you need)
(What you need, what, what you need)
Oh (I got what you need)

LOLOLOL to White America, assassinate my character
Money matrimony, yeah, they tryna break the marriage up
Who gon' act phonier? Who gon' try to embarrass ya?
I'ma need a day off, I think I'll call Ferris up

Bueller had a Mueller, but I switched it for a Mille
'Cause I'm richer, and prior to this shit was movin' freebase

Had a conference with the DJs (Yeah), Puerto Rico three-days
(Parlay with them GDs, now they got our shit on replay)
Sorry I'm in pajamas, but I just got off the PJ
And last party we had, they shut down Prive
(Ain't that where the Heat play?) Yep (Niggas hate ballers these days)
Ain't that like LeBron James? (Ain't that just like D-Wade)
(Wait)

(What you need, what, what you need)
(I got what you need, what, what you)
(What you need, what, what you need)
(I got what you need)
(Wassup, wassup, wassup, wassup)

Wassup, ma'fucka, where my money at?
You gon' make me come down to your house where yo' mummy at
Mummy wrap the kids, have 'em cryin' for they mummy back
Dummy that your daddy is, tell 'em I just want my racks
(Racks on racks on racks) Racks
(Maybachs on bachs on bachs on bachs on bachs) Who in that?
(Oh shit, it's just blacks on blacks on blacks)
(Hundred stack) How you get it? (Nigga, layin' raps on tracks)
I wish I could give you this feelin', I'm planking on a million
I'm riding through yo' hood, you can bank I ain't got no ceiling
(Made a left on Nostrand Ave.) Right (We in Bed Stuy)
Made a right on 79th, I'm coming down South Shore Drive
(I remain Chi-town) Brooklyn 'til I die

(Take 'em on home, take 'em on home...)
(Take 'em on home, take 'em on home...)
(I got what you need, what, what you need)
(Take 'em on home)
(What you need, what, what you need)
(I got what you need, what, what you need)
(Take 'em on home, take 'em on home...)
(Take 'em on home, take 'em on home...)
(Tryna hurt my name, huh?)

No Church In The Wild - Kanye West & Jay-Z

Human beings in a mob
What's a mob to a king?
What's a king to a god?
What's a god to a non-believer?
Who don't believe in anything?

We make it out alive
All right, all right
No church in the wild

Tears on the mauseoleum floor
Blood stains the coliseum doors
Lies of the lips of a priest
Thanksgiving disguised as a feast
Rollin' in the Rolls-Royce Corniche
Only the doctors got this, I'm hidin' from police
Cocaine seats
All white like I got the whole thing bleached
Drug dealer chic
I'm wonderin' if a dove's prayers reach
It's pious Pius, the god loves Pius
Socrates asks, "Whose bias do y'all seek?"
Or for Plato, the screech
I'm out chere ballin', I know you hear my sneaks
Jesus was a carpenter, Yeezy, he lay beats
Hova flow the Holy Ghost, get the hell up out your seats
Preach

Human beings in a mob
What's a mob to a king?
What's a king to a god?
What's a god to a non-believer?
Who don't believe in anything?

We make it out alive
All right, all right
No church in the wild

Let me buy you
Desire
I stand by you
Walk through the fire
Your life
Is my Scripture
And I need it
Through your encryption
Yeah, yeah

Coke on her black skin made a stripe like a zebra
I call that jungle fever
You will not control the threesome
Just roll the weed up until I get me some
We formed a new religion
No sins as long as there's permission'
And deception is the only felony
So never fuck nobody wit'out tellin' me
Sunglasses and Advil
Last night was mad real
Sun comin' up, 5 a.m.
I wonder if they got cabs still
Thinkin' 'bout the girl in all-leopard
Who was rubbin' the wood like Kiki Shepard
Two tattooes, one read "No Apologies"
The other said "Love is cursed by monogamy"
That's somethin' that the pastor don't preach
That's somethin' that a teacher can't teach
When we die, the money we can't keep
But we prolly spend it all 'cause the pain ain't cheap
Preach

Human beings in a mob
What's a mob to a king?
What's a king to a god?
What's a god to a non-believer?
Who don't believe in anything?

We make it out alive
All right, all right
No church in the wild
No church in the wild
No church in the wild
No church in the wild

Murder To Excellence - Kanye West & Jay-Z

Bloody Murder, murder murder

The paper read "murder
Black-on-black murder"

This is to the memory of Danroy Henry
Too much enemy fire to catch a friendly
Strays from the same shade
Nigga, we on the same team
Giving you respect, I expect the same thing
All-black everything, nigga you know my fresh code
I'm out here fighting for you
Don't increase my stressload!
Niggas watching the throne, very happy to be
Power to the people, when you see me, see you

And I'm from the murder capitol
Where they murder for capital
Heard about at least 3 killings this afternoon
Looking at the news like "damn! I was just with him after school"
No shop class but half the school got a tool
And "I could die any day"-type attitude
Plus his little brother got shot repping his avenue
It's time for us to stop and redefine black power
41 souls murdered in fifty hours
The paper read "murder
Black-on-black murder"
The paper read "murder
Black-on-black murder" again
Is it genocide? Cause I can still hear his mama cry
Know the family traumatized
Shots left holes in his face about pirranha-sized
The old pastor closed the cold casket
And said the church ain't got enough room for all the tombs
It's a war going on outside we ain't safe from
I feel the pain in my city wherever I go
314 soldiers died in Iraq, 509 died in Chicago

I arrived on the day Fred Hampton died
Real niggas just multiply
And they say by 21 I was supposed to die
So I'm out here celebrating my post-demise
If you put crabs in a barrel to insure your survival
You're gonna end up pulling down niggas that look just like you
What up blood? What up Cuz? It's all black, I love us

The paper read "murder
Black-on-black murder" again

It's a celebration of black excellence
Black tie, black Maybachs
Black excellence, opulence, decadence
Tuxes next to the president, I'm present
I dress in Dries and other boutique stores in Paris
In sheepskin coats, I silence the lambs
Do you know who I am, Clarice?
No cheap cologne whenever I "shh-shh"
Success never smelled so sweet
I stink of success, the new black elite
They say my Black Card bears the mark of the beast
I repeat: my religion is the beat
My verse is like church, my Jesus piece
Now please, domino, domino
Only spot a few blacks the higher I go
What's up to Will? Shout out to O
That ain't enough we gonna need a million more
"Kick in the door" Biggie flow
I'm all dressed up with nowhere to go

Yeah it's all messed up when it's nowhere to go
So we won't take the time out til we reach the T O P
From paroles to hold G's, sold keys, low keys
We like the promised land of the OG's
In the past if you picture events like a black tie
What the last thing you expect to see, black guys?
What's the life expectancy for black guys?
The system's working effectively, that's why!
I'll be a real man and take care of your son
Every problem you had before this day is now done
New crib, watch a movie cause ain't nothin on the news
But the blues... hit the mall, pick up some Gucci
Now ain't nothing new but your shoes
Sunday morning, praise the Lord
You're the girl that Jesus had been saving me for
So let's savor this moment
And take it to the floor
Black excellence, truly yours

Otis - Kanye West & Jay-Z

It makes it easier, easier to bear
You won't be ready, no, no
No, girl they won't forget it
Love is their home
Happiness yeah
Sq-sq-sq-squeeze her, don't tease her
Never leave her...

Sounds so soulful don't you agree
I invented swag
Poppin bottles putting supermodels in the cab
Proof
I guess I got my swagger back
Truth: new watch alert, Hublot's
Or the big face Rollie I got two of those
Arm out the window through the city I maneuver slow
Cock back, snap back
See my cut through the holes

Damn Yeezy and Hov,
Where the hell ya been?
Niggas talkin real reckless: stuntmen
I adopted these niggas, Phillip Drummond 'em
Now I'm bout to make them tuck they whole summer in
They say I'm crazy, well, I'm 'bout to go dumb again
They aint see me cause I pulled up in my other Benz
Last week I was in my other other Benz
Throw your diamonds up cause we in this bitch and up again

Photo shoot fresh, looking like wealth
I'm 'bout to call the paparazzi on myself
Uh, live form the Mercer
Run up on Yeezy the wrong way, I might murk ya
Flee in the G450 I might surface
Political refugee, asylum can be purchased
Uh, everythings for sale, I got 5 passports
I'm never going to jail

I made "Jesus Walks" I'm never going to hell
Couture level flow, it's never going on sale
Luxury rap, the Hermes of verses
Sophisticated ignorance, write my curses in cursive
I get it custom, you a customer
You ain't 'customed to going through Customs, you ain't been nowhere, huh?
And all the ladies in the house, got 'em showing off
I'm done, I hit ya up mana-naaa!

Welcome to Havana
Smoking cubanos with Castro in cabanas
Viva Mexico, Cubano
Dominicano, all the plugs that I know
Driving Benzes, wit' no benefits
Not bad huh? For some immigrants
Build your fences, we diggin' tunnels
Can't you see? We gettin' money up under you

Can't you see the private jets flyin' over you?
Maybach bumper sticker read "What would Hova do?"
Jay is chillin', 'Ye is chillin'
What more can I say? We killin' 'em
Hold up, before we end this campaign
As you can see, we done bodied the damn lames
Lord, please let them accept the things they can't change
And pray that all of their pain be champagne

Watch The Throne - Kanye West

Hello, can I speak to, uh
Uh, yeah, you know who you are

You have no idea what you're dealin' with
Somethin' on some of this realest shit
Pop some nines, so I give you the Fifth
Somethin', somethin', yeah

That's my bitch
That's my bitch
Sh-shorty right there? That's my bitch
That's my bitch

I been waitin' for a long, long time
Just to get off and throw my hands up high
And live my life, and live my life
Just to get off and throw my hands up high

I paid for them titties, get your own
It ain't safe in the city, watch the throne
She say I care more about them "Basquiones"
Basquiats, she learnin' a new word, it's yacht
Blew the world up soon as I hit the club wit' her
Too Short called, told me "I fell in love wit' her"
Seen by actors, ballplayers, and drug dealers
And some lesbians that never loved niggas
Twisted love story, true romance
Mary Magdalene, from a pole dance
I'm a freak, huh? Rockstar life
The second girl wit' us? That's our wife
Hey, boys and girls, I got a new riddle
Who's the new old perm just tryn' play second fiddle?
No disrespect, I'm not tryna belittle
But my dick worth money, I put moanie in the middle
Where she at, in the middle

I been waitin' for a long, long time
Just to get off and throw my hands up high
And live my life, and live my life
Just to get off and throw my hands up high (High, high, high)

(Silly little vixen, mixes 'til mornin')
(Not swervin', ohh, yeah)
(Swore you never strolled on a bottle of that potion)
(Stop motion, ooh, yeah)

Go harder than a nigga for a nigga, go figure
Told me "Keep my own money" if we ever did split up
How could somethin' so gangsta be so pretty in pictures?
With jeans and a blazer and some Louboutin slippers
Uh, Picasso was alive, he woulda made her
That's right, nigga, Mona Lisa can't fade her
I mean Marilyn Monroe, she's quite nice
But why all the pretty icons always all white?
Back to my Beyonces
You deserve three stacks for the Andre
Call Larry Gagosian, you belong in mo-seums
You belong in binges, clothes, rushin' the whole building
You belong with niggas who used to be known for dope-dealin'
You too dope for any of those civilians
Now, shoo, Trigger, stop lookin' at 'er tense
Getcha own dog, ya heard? That's my bitch

I been waitin' for a long, long time
Just to get off and throw my hands up high
And live my life, and live my life
Just to get off and throw my hands up high

(Silly little vixen, mixes 'til modern)
(Not swervin', ohh, yeah)
(Swore you never strolled on a bottle of that potion)
(Stop motion, ooh, yeah)

You have no idea what you're dealin' with
Somethin' on some of this realest shit
Pop some nines, so I give you the Fifth
Somethin', somethin', yeah

That's my bitch
That's my bitch
Sh-shorty right there? That's my bitch
That's my bitch

All Of The Lights - Kanye West

All of the lights (all of the lights)
(Lights, lights)
All of the lights (all of the lights)

Turn up the lights in here baby
extra bright, I want y'all to see this
turn up the lights in here, baby
you know what I need
want you to see everything
Want you to see all of the lights

(all of the lights)

Fast cars, shooting stars
(all of the lights, all of the lights)
Until it's Vegas everywhere we are
(all of the lights, all of the lights)

If you want it you can get it for the rest of your life
If you want it you can get it for the rest of your life

Something wrong
I hold my head
MJ gone...our n-gga dead!
I slapped my girl, she called the feds
I did that time and spent that bread
I'm heading home, I'm almost there
I'm on my way, heading up the stairs
to my surprise, a n-gga replacing me
I had to take 'em to that ghetto university

all of the lights
cop lights, flash lights, spot lights
strobe lights, street lights
(all of the lights, all of the lights)
fast life, drug life
thug life, rock life
every night
(all of the lights)

Turn up the lights in here, baby
extra bright, I want y'all to see this
turn up the lights in here, baby
you know what I need, want you to see everything
want you to see all of the lights

Restraining order
can't see my daughter
her mother, brother, grandmother hate me in that order
public visitation
we met at Borders
told her she take me back
I'll be more supportive
I made mistakes
I bump my head
courts suck me dry
I spent that bread
she need a daddy
baby please, can't let her grow up in that ghetto university

all of the lights
cop lights, flash lights, spot lights
strobe lights, street lights
(all of the lights, all of the lights)
fast life, drug life
thug life, rock life
every night
(all of the lights)

Turn up the lights in here, baby
extra bright, I want y'all to see this
turn up the lights in here, baby
you know what I need, want you to see everything
want you to see all of the lights

Getting mine, baby
gotta let these n-ggas know, yeah
get it right, ay
you should go and get your own

Getting mine, baby
gotta let these n-ggas know, yeah
get it right, ay
you should go and get your own

Unemployment line, credit card declined
did I not mention I was about to lose my mind?
(my mind, my mind, my mind)
and also was about to do that line
okay, okay, you know we going all the way this time
(this time, this time, this time)
we going all the way this time
(time, time, time, time)
we going all the way this time

we going all the way this time
we going all the way this time

Turn up the lights in New-York, baby
extra bright, I want y'all to see this
turn up the lights in New-York, baby
you know what I need, want you to see everything
want you to see all of the lights

Whoaa-oh-whoa
Whoaa-oh-whoa-oh

I tried to tell you but all I could say is ohhhh

Whoaa-oh-whoa
Whoaa-oh-whoa-oh

I tried to tell you but all I could say is ohhhh

Whoaa-oh-whoa
Whoaa-oh-whoa-oh

I tried to tell you but all I could say is ohhhh

Runaway - Kanye West

And I always find, yeah, I always find something wrong
You been putting up with my shit just way too long
I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most
So I think it's time for us to have a toast

Let's have a toast for the douchebags
Let's have a toast for the assholes
Let's have a toast for the scumbags
Every one of them that I know

Let's have a toast for the jerk-offs
That'll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Runaway fast as you can

She find pictures in my email
I sent this bitch a picture of my dick
I don't know what it is with females
But I'm not too good at that shit

See, I could have me a good girl
And still be addicted to them hood rats
And I just blame everything on you
At least you know that's what I'm good at

And I always find, yeah, I always find, yeah, I always find something wrong
You been putting up with my shit just way too long
I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most
So I think it's time for us to have a toast

Let's have a toast for the douchebags
Let's have a toast for the assholes
Let's have a toast for the scumbags
Every one of them that I know

Let's have a toast for the jerk-offs
That'll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Runaway fast as you can

Runaway from me, baby
Runaway, runaway from me, baby
Runaway I'm about to get crazy, then runaway
Use the thug plan, runaway as fast as you can

Runaway from me, baby
Runaway, runaway from me, baby
Runaway, I'm about to get crazy
Why can't she just runaway?

Baby I got a plan, runaway as fast as you can

24/7, 365, pussy stays on my mind
I-I-I did it, alright, alright, I admit it
Now pick your next move
You could leave or live with it

Ichabod Crane with that motherfucking top off
Split and go where? Back to wearing knockoffs, ha, ha
Knock it off, Neiman's, shop it off
Let's talk over Mai Tai's, waitress, top it off

Ho's like vultures, wanna fly in your Freddy loafers
You can't blame 'em, they ain't never seen Versace sofas
Every bag, every blouse, every bracelet
Comes with a price tag, baby, face it

You should leave if you can't accept the basics
Plenty ho's in the baller-nigger matrix
Invisibly set, the Rolex is faceless
I'm just young, rich and tasteless, P

Never was much of a romantic
I could never take the intimacy
And I know it did damage
'Cause the look in your eyes is killing me

I guess you knew another vantage
'Cause you could blame me for everything
And I don't know how I'ma manage
If one day you just up and leave

And I always find, yeah, I always find something wrong
You been putting up with my shit just way too long
I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most
So I think it's time for us to have a toast

Let's have a toast for the douchebags
Let's have a toast for the assholes
Let's have a toast for the scumbags
Every one of them that I know

Let's have a toast for the jerk-offs
That'll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Runaway fast as you can

Monster - Kanye West

I shoot the lights out
Hide til its bright out
Whoa, just another lonely night
Are you willing to sacrifice your life?

Bitch I'm a monster no good blood sucker
Fat muthafucker now look who's in trouble
As you run through my jungle all you hear is rumbles
Kanye West sample, here's one for example

Gossip gossip
N-ggas just stop it
Everybody know (I'm a muthaf-cking monster)
I'ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
I'ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
Profit profit, n-gga I got it
Everybody know I'm a muthaf-cking monster
I'ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
I'ma need to see your f-cking hands at the

The best living or dead hands down huh?
Less talk more head right now huh?
And my eyes more red than the devil is
And I'm bout to take it to another level bitch
There you go again, aint nobody as cold as this
Do the rap and the track tripled up and no assist
But my only focus is staying on some bogus sh-t
Argue with my older bitch acting like I owe her sh-t
I heard the people sayin raps are gettin trap mayne
Bought the chain that always give me back pain
F-ckin up my money so yeh I had to act sane
Chi n-gga but he's hold of his accent
She came up to me and said this the number 2
If you wanna make it number one your number 2 now
This that goose an' malibu I call it Malibooya
God damn Yeezy How I hit em with the new style
Know that muthaf-cker well, what you gon do now
Whatever ever I wanna do, gosh its cool now
Nah gonna do, uhh its a new now
Think yo muthaf-cker really reall need to cool down
Cause you will never get on top off this
So mommy best advice is to get on top of this
Have you ever had sex with a pharoah
I put the p-ssy in a sarcophagus
Now she claiming I bruise her esophagus
Head of the class and she just want a swallowship
I'm living the future so the presence is my past
My presence is a present kiss my ass

Gossip gossip
N-ggas just stop it
Everybody know (I'm a muthaf-cking monster)
I'ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
I'ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
Profit profit, n-gga I got it
Everybody know I'm a muthaf-cking monster
I'ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
I'ma need to see your f-cking hands at the

Sasquatch, Godzilla, King Kong
Lochness, Goblin, Ghoul, a zombie with no conscience
Question what do all these things have in common
Everybody knows I'm a muthaf-cking monster

Conquer, stomp ya, stop your silly nonsense
None of you n-ggas know where the swamp is
None of you n-ggas have seen the carnage that I've seen
I still here fiends scream in my dream
Murder murder in black convertibles
I kill a block I murder avenues
Rape and pillage a village, women and children
Everybody wanna know what my achilles heel is
LOVE I dont get enough of it
All I get is these vampires and blood suckers
All I see is these n-ggas I've made millionnaires
Milling about, spilling there feelings in the air (shot at Beanie?)
All I see is these fake f-cks with no fangs
Tryna draw blood with my ice cold veins
I smell a massacre
Seems to be the only way to back you bastards up

Gossip gossip
N-ggas just stop it
Everybody know (I'm a muthaf-cking monster)
I'ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
I'ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
Profit profit, n-gga I got it
Everybody know I'm a muthaf-cking monster
I'ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
I'ma need to see your f-cking hands at the

Pull up in the monster
Automobile gangster
With a bad b-tch that came from Sri Lanka
Yeah I'm in that Tonka, colour of Willy Wonka
You could be the King but watch the Queen conquer
Ok first things first I'll eat your brains
Then I'mma start rocking gold teeth and fangs
Casue that's what a muthaf-cking monster do
Hairdresser from milan, thats the monster doo
Monster Giuseppe heel that's the monster shoe
Young money is the roster and the monster crew
And I'm all up all up all up in the bank with the funny face
And if I'm fake I aint notice cause my money aint
So let me get this straight wait I'm the rookie
But my features and my shows ten times your pay
50k for a verse no album out!
Yeah my money's so tall that my barbie's gotta climb it
Hotter than a middle eastern climate climate
Find it 20 mataran dutty whine it whine it
nicki on a pit while I sign it
How these n-ggas so one-track minded
But really really I don't give a F-U-C-K
Forget barbie f-ck nicki see she's fake
She's on a diet but her pockets eating cheese cake
And I'll say Bride of Chucky is Child's play
Just killed another career it's a mild day
Besides ‘Yay they can't stand besides me
I think me, you and him should minaj friday
Pink wig thick ass give em whip lash
I think big get cash make em blink fast
Now look at what you just saw I think this is what you live for
Aaahhhh, I'm a muthaf-cking monster!

I-I crossed the line-line
And I'll-I'll let God decide-cide
I-I wouldn't last these shows
So I-I am headed home

I-I crossed the line-line
And I'll-I'll let God decide-cide
I-I wouldn't last these shows
So I-I am headed home