The College Dropout

Kanye West lyrics

Kanye West lyrics

"Keep the Receipt Lyrics"

Holy Mack Lyrics
Lord we pray, give us this day Our daily bread Every week it costs the meek Another arm and leg Lord we pray, the american way, Cut us a break Who can believe in the lottery


[Intro: ODB (K. West)]
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! {*continues until chorus comes in*}
Yo this is Dirt McGirt, I'm chillin' wit Kanye West
He's killin' y'all niggaz on the beats
He's killin' y'all niggaz on the tracks
(Where ya plaques at dog?)
The game is officially over!
Go kill yaself!

[Chorus: ODB (K. West)]
Now take that and equipment back to the store
We don't wanna he
In Death's Sleep Lyrics
spoken:) From dream to dream we have always been Like an ever flowing stream] As I become one with the earth By soul has passed the rebirth In this world I leave my flesh to rot<
ar that weak shit no more
Do anybody else make hits anymore?
Guess not mothafucka, it's The Roc mothafucka!

[Kanye West]
Keep the Receipt mothafuckas!
Now y'all gon' stop talkin' that shit that you talkin'
Your broke-ass mamma couldn't that disolvent
Now tell me how the Hell so gon' afford that coffin?
Now I done sat back and seen it all too often
The backbone of this like Marino to the Dolphins
It's All Right With Me Lyrics
(C.Porter) [Recorded April 16, 1984, New York] It's the wrong time and the wrong place Though your face is charming, it's the wrong face It's not her face, but such a charming face That
Most hits out the shot since Sosa and Andre Dawson
My niggaz had Pro Tools, I had no tools
Karaoke machine, fuck it I'm old school
Only difference is my tracks drove niggaz postal
So I drove costal while they stay local
How I can't rhyme when my freestyles'll roast you?
Sit down I'll coach you while we style in posters
Dog, niggaz had a chance to sign me, dropped the ball
I'll see you at the awards.. HUMPH!
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Long Black Limousine Lyrics
There's a long line of mourners driving down our little street Their fancy cars are such a sight to see They're all of your rich friends that knew you in the city And now they fi
ow after all that it took
I made it to The Roc, I'm guess I ain't as dumb as you look

[Chorus x2]

[Kanye West]
Now.. I showed you how to do this, dog
Put a few beats on the tape, I saved this one for myself
I heard you nigga's tapes, need a little bit of help
But I'm rappin' and I can't do nothin' for ya, man
S.G'll hop this, 40 grand if you ain't fam
I mean, if you ain't Hov', if you ain

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