(with Jay-Z feat. La Roux) [Kanye West] Hello, can I speak to a, a, yeah you know who you are Look, you had no idea what ya dealing with Something on
homies stick em, you think you own em man listen She stab you in your sleep with a knife from out the kitchen Put a root on you, next week they find you
Still somehow I believe, we always survive.. but why? [Nas] To my dogs.. wherever you are Whattup Big? You know shit is rough after you slid You in
out here What you tryin to get it? (Word up) You gonna bust your gun to get it? (Tsh, whatever yo) I hear you I hear you [DMX] Uhh, I've lost my grip on
on her cheeks Catch me on the mixtape, Bentley with the Queen draped Pilot on deck G5 when I gotta skate Let you know when I'm out on the dough that
inside your heart Can you remember what it's like to care? Knees are weak, hands are shaking, I can't breathe So give me the drug, keep me alive Give
at home. So let them fetch you fire wood. And let them nibble on the bone. So invent a word called love. And then they blame our mistakes on god. Don?t you
bars just risin' like cream If you diggin' the scene, you feelin' the vibe Throw your hands in the air, scream are you alive Singin' na, na, na, na, na
[Kanye West] Hello, can I speak to a, a, yeah you know who you are look, you had no idea what ya dealing with something on some of this realest sh-t something
a pineapple bomb in ya blender, I don't care about you You say fuck Sheek Louch? Well fuck you too Your father, your mother, the hole you came through
gang with the G-Unit This is Taylor made drug dealer fiend music Test it on ya tongue or watch a fiend do it I got you hooked and I laugh as you lean
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
your Mercedes, but first you got to pay me) (You better quit with all the question, sugar who's little girl am I) (Why I'm yours if you got enough money
I was you I'd leave it alone I kill you or suicide you You had a choice before they flew inside you The best rapper alive, you better ask around I got
mother on welfare, tell me how ya did it There's no way I can pay you back But the plan is to show you that I understand you are appreciated Lady, don
make you a star You need to ask yourself, now do you know who you are? Where you goin'? How many steps you took so far? You need patience, you need to
only dead rappers, Are penned at the papes of no cred actors, Those haters, no you don't phase us, Cos you don't know shit so, you're on a need to know
right. You're find- You're a sentient- You have existence. That's like ??? if you have no control over it you find yourself like anybody being on the
