Knock You Down - Keri Hilson Feat. Kanye West feat. Ne-Yo

Heh not again
Oh this ain’t supposed to happen to me
Kanye West

Keep rockin’, and keep knockin’
Whether you Louis Vouiton-ed up or Reebok-in’
You see the hate, that they’re servin’ on a platter
So what we gon’ have – desert or disaster?
Keri Hilson

I never thought I’d be in love like this
When I look at you my mind goes on a trip
And you came in and knocked me on my face
Feels like in I’m a race
But I already won first place

I never thought I’d fall for you as hard as I did
(as hard as I did, yeah)
You got me thinkin’ about our life, our house and kids (yeah)
Every moment I look at you and smile
Cause boy you came around and you knocked me down
(knocked me down)

Sometimes love comes around
(love comes around)
And it knocks you down
Just get back up
When it knocks you down
(knocks you down)
Sometimes love comes around
And it knocks you down
Just get back up
When it knocks you down
(knocks you down)
Ne-Yo

I never thought I’d hear myself say
Ya’ll gon hate
I think I’m gonna kick it with my girl today (it with my girl today)
I used to be commander and chief
Of my pimp ship flyin’ high (flyin’ high)
Til I met this pretty little missle, that shot me out the sky (oh shot me out the sky)

(hey) Until I crash it, I don’t know how it happened
But I know it feels so damn good
Said if I could go back, and make it happen faster
Don’t you know I would baby if I could
Miss independent (oh, to the fullest), no never too much
She shot the bullet that ended that life
Steady pimpin’ me after tonight
Keri Hilson

Sometimes love comes around
(love comes around)
And it knocks you down
Just get back up
When it knocks you down
(knocks you down)
Sometimes love comes around
(love comes around)
And it knocks you down
Just get back up
When it knocks you down
(knocks you down)
Kanye West

Tell me now can you make it past you caspers
So we can finally fly off into NASA
You was always the cheerleader of my dreams to
Seem to only date the head of football teams
And I was the class clown that, always kept you laughin’
We, were never meant to be baby we just happen
So please, don’t mess up the trick hey young world I’m the new slick rick
They say I move too quick, but we cannot let the moment pass us
Let the hourglass pass right into ashes
Let the wind blow the ash right before my glasses
So I wrote this love letter right before my classes
I could of got his ass, someone that’s only average
For advice
O.M.G, you listen to that, bitch?
Whoa it’s me
Baby this is tragic
Cause we had it, we was magic

I was flyin’, now I’m crashin’
This is bad, real bad, Michael Jackson
Now I’m mad, real mad, joe jackson
You should leave your boyfriend now, Ima ask him
Lyrics are provided by Geniusbeauty.com
Keri Hilson

So I gotta put the good with the bad, happy and the sad
So I’ll bring a better future than I had in the past
Oh cause, I don’t wanna make the same mistakes I did
I don’t wanna fall back on my face again
Whoa, whoa
I’ll admit it, I was scared to act to loves call
Whoa, whoa
And if it hits better make it worth the full

Sometimes love comes around
(love comes around)
And it knocks you down
Just get back up
When it knocks you down
(knocks you down)
Sometimes love comes around
(love comes around)
And it knocks you down
Just get back up
When it knocks you down
(knocks you down)

Won’t see it coming when it happens
But when it happens you’re gonna feel it, let me tell you now
You see when love comes and knocks you down

Won’t see it coming when it happens
But when it happens you’re gonna feel it, let me tell you now
You see when love comes and knocks you down
Yeah

Good Life - Kanye West Feat. T-Pain

Like we always do at this time
I go for mine
I got to shine
Now throw your hands up in the sky
Now I, I go for mine
I got to shine
Now throw your hands up in the sky

Ima get on the tv mama mama
Ima put shit down
I'm good

Welcome to the good life
where these niggaz sell D
Only then get pulled over in their new V
The good life
Lets go on a lemi-spree
Shit, they say the best things in life are free
The good life
It feel like Atlanta
It feel like L.A.
It feel like Miami
It feel like N.Y
Summer time chi

Now throw your hands up in the sky

So I rolled threw good
yall pop the trunk
ill pop the hood, ferrari
And she got the goods
and she got that ass
I got to look, sorry
Yo its got to be
cause 'em season haters
givin me salty looks, loweries
Fifty told me
go head and switch them styles up
and if they hate then let them hate
and watch the money pile up

Now I, I go for mine
I got to shine
Now throw your hands up in the sky
Now I, I go for mine
I got to shine
Now throw your hands up in the sky

Ima get on the tv mama mama
Ima put shit down
I'm good

Welcome to the good life
we'll be like the girls who ain't on tv
cause they got more ass than the models

The good life
So keep it comin' with them bottles
till she feel booze like she bombed out apollo
The good life
It feel like Houston
It feel like Phillie
It feel like D.C.
It feel like V.A.
or the bay or yeah
This is the good life

Welcome to the good life
Homie tell me whats good
why I only got a problem when you in the hood
Welcome to the good life
Like I'm new in the hood
the only thing I wish, I wish a nigga would
Welcome to the good life
He prolly think he could
but...but.. I don't think he should
Welcome to the good life
Fifty told me
go head and switch them styles up
and if they hate then let them hate
and watch the money pile up

Like we always do at this time
I go for mine
I got to shine
Now throw your hands up in the sky
Now I, I go for mine
I got to shine
Now throw your hands up in the sky

Ima get on the tv mama mama
Ima put shit down

I'm good

Have you ever popped champagne on a plane
while gettin' some brain
Whipped it out she said she never seen Snakes On A Plane
Whether you broke or rich
you gotta get biz
havin' moneys not everything
Now havin' it is

I was splurgin'
but when I get my car back
activate it, I'm back to vegas cause
I always had a passion for flashin'
Before I had it , I closed my eyes and imagine

Its the good life, Better than the life I live,
When I Thought that I was gunna go crazy
Now my grandmama aint the only girl callin' me baby

Gold Digger - Kanye West Feat. Jamie Foxx

[Jamie Foxx]
She take my money, when I'm in need
Yeah she's a trifling’ friend indeed
Oh she's a gold digga
Way over town
That digs on me

[Chorus]
Now I ain’t sayin’ she a gold digger
But she ain’t messin’ wit no broke niggaz
Now I ain’t sayin’ she a gold digger
But she aint messin wit no broke niggaz
Get down girl go head get down
Get down girl go head get down
Get down girl go head get down
Get down girl go head

[Verse 1]
Cutie the bomb
Met her at a beauty salon
With a baby Louis Vuitton
Under her underarm
She said I can tell you rock
I can tell by ya charm
Far as girls you got a flock
I can tell by ya charm and ya arm
But I'm looking’ for the one, have you seen her?
My psychic told me she have a ass like Serena
Trina, Jennifer Lopez, four kids
An I gotta take all they bad ass’s to show-biz
Ok get ya kids but then they got their friends
I pulled up in the Benz, they all got up in
We all went to Den and then I had to pay
If you fuckin’ with this girl then you betta be payed
You know why
It take too much to touch her
From what I heard she got a baby by Busta
My best friend say she use to fuck wit Usher
I don’t care what none of y’all say I still love her

[Chorus]
Now I ain’t sayin’ she a gold digger
But she ain’t messin’ wit no broke niggaz
Now I ain’t sayin’ she a gold digger
But she aint messin wit no broke niggaz
Get down girl go head get down
Get down girl go head get down
Get down girl go head get down
Get down girl go head

[Verse 2]
18 years, 18 years
She got one of yo kids got you for 18 years
I know somebody payin’ child support for one of his kids
His baby momma's car and crib is bigger than his
You will see him on TV Any Given Sunday
Win the Superbowl and drive off in a Hyundai
She was spose to buy ya shorty TYCO with ya money
She went to the doctor got lipo with ya money
She walkin’ around looking’ like Micheal with ya money
Should of got that insured got GEICO for ya moneeey
If you aint no punk holla ‘We want prenup’
‘WE WANT PRENUP!’
Yeah, it's something that you need to have
Cause when she leave yo ass she gon’ leave with half
18 years, 18 years
And on her 18th birthday he found out it wasn't his

[Chorus]
Now I ain’t sayin’ she a gold digger
But she ain’t messin’ wit no broke niggaz
Now I ain’t sayin’ she a gold digger
But she aint messin wit no broke niggaz
Get down girl go head get down
Get down girl go head get down
Get down girl go head get down
Get down girl go head

[Verse 3]
Now I ain’t sayin’ you a gold digger you got needs
You don’t want ya dude to smoke but he can't buy weed
You got out to eat and he can’t pay y’all cant leave
There's dishes in the back, he gotta roll up his sleeves
But why y’all watch him washin’
He gone make it into a Benz out of that Datson
He got that ambition baby look in his eyes
This week he moppin’ floors next week it's the fries
So, stick by his side
I know his dude's ballin’ but yeah thats nice
And they gon’ keep callin’ and tryin’
But you stay right girl
But when you go he gonna leave yo ass for a white girl

Get down girl go head get down
Get down girl go head get down
Get down girl go head get down
Get down girl go head

Can't Tell Me Nothing - Kanye West

[Intro]
La la la la
Wait 'til I get my money right

[Verse One]
I had a dream I could buy my way to heaven
When I awoke I spent that on a necklace
I told God I'd be back in a second
Man, it's so hard not to act reckless
To whom much is given, much is tested
Get arrested, guess until he get the message
I feel the pressure, under more scrutiny
And what'd I do? Act more stupidly
Bought more jewelry, More Louis V.
My mama couldn't get through to me
The drama, people suing me
I'm on T.V. talking like it's just you and me
I'm just saying how I feel man
I ain't one of the Cosby's, I ain't go to Hillman
I guess the money should've changed them
I guess I should've forgot where I came from

[Chorus]
La la la la
Wait 'til I get my money right
La la la la
Then you can't tell me nothing right?
Excuse me, is you saying something?
Uh, uh, you can't tell me nothing
You can't tell me nothing
Uh, uh, you can't tell me nothing

[Verse Two]
Let up the suicide doors
This is my life homie, you decide yours
I know that Jesus died for us

But I couldn't tell you who decide wars
So I parallel double-parked that motherf**ker sideways
Old folks talking 'bout back in my day
But homie, this is my day
Class started two hours ago, oh, am I late?
No I already graduated
And you can live through anything if Magic made it
They say I talk with so much emphasis
Ooh, they so sensitive
Don't ever fix your lips like collagen
Then say something where you gon end up apolog'in
Let me know if it's a problem then
A'ight man, holla then.

[Chorus]

[Verse Three]
Let the champagne splash
Let that man get cash, let that man get past
You don't need to stop to get gas,
If he can move through the rumors, he can drive off fumes
Cause how he move in a room full of No's?
How he stay faithful in a room full of hoes?
Must be the pharoahs, he in tune with his soul,
So when he buried in a tomb full of gold.
Treasure, what's you pleasure?
Life is a, uh, depending how you dress her
So if the devil wear prada, Adam, Eve wear nada,
I'm in between, but way more fresher
But way less effort, cause when you try hard,
That's when you die hard
Ya'll homies looking like "Why God?"
When they reminisce over you, my God...

[Chorus]

Homecoming - Kanye West Feat. Chris Martin

Lyric:
[CHORUS:]
Go ahead'n roll it up and pass it around...
Cuz there's been a lot of bullshit going down
A lot of soldiers they ain't make it through this year
So let's just celebrate that we still here and
Whooooa, never leave me alone
Tell 'em holla atcha boy
Cuz I'll be coming home
I'll be coming home
Never leave me alone
Tell 'em holla atcha boy
Cuz I'll be coming home
I'll be coming

My homie called me like, "What up, man?"
Not from Florida, but what up, fam?
There's been a whole lot of hating again
And if they hating on me, damn, what up then?
I met this girl when I was three years old
And what I love most, she had so much soul
She said "Excuse me little homie, I know you don't know me
But uh, my name is Windy, and yo, I like to blow trees" and
From that point I never blow her off
Come from out of town, I like to show her off
They like to act tough, she like to toe 'em off
And make 'em straighten up they hat cuz she know they soft
And when I grew up, she taught me how to go downtown
And in the nighttime, her face lit up, so astounding
I told her, in my heart is where she'll always be
She never mess with entertainers cuz they always leave
She said it feels like they walk and go from me

Knew I was gang affiliated, got on tv, and told on me
I guess that's why last winter she got so cold on me
She said "'Ye, keep makin' that platinum and gold for me"
But if you really cared for her
Then you wouldn't've never hit the airport, and followed your dreams
Sometimes I still talk to her
But when I talk to her, it always seems like she talk about me
She said, "You left your kids, and they just like you
They wanna rap and make soul beats just like you
But they just not you, and I just got through
Talkin' 'bout what he tryin'a do, just not new"
Now everybody go the game figured out all wrong
I guess you never know what you got til it's gone
I guess that's why I'm here and I can't come back home
And guess when I heard that, when I was back home
In the interview I'm representing you, making you proud
Shoot for the stars, so when you fall you land on a cloud
Jumpin in crowds, sparkin' lighters, wave 'em around
If you don't know by now, I'm talkin' 'bout Chi-town

[CHORUS:]
Go ahead'n roll it up and pass it around...
Cuz there's been a lot of bullshit going down
A lot of soldiers they ain't make it through this year
So let's just celebrate that we still here and
Whooooa, never leave me alone
Tell 'em holla atcha boy
Cuz I'll be coming home
I'll be coming home
Never leave me alone
Tell 'em holla atcha boy
Cuz I'll be coming home
I'll be coming

South Side - Common feat. Kanye West

La, la, la, la, la " and e'rybody say
La, la, la, la, la " I know you, I know you...

I know you're thinking, thinking that it must be
I'm a raw flow cause it never get rusty
I aint gotta say it, man dawg trust me
Bust somebody head, T.L.C. where was we"
Still rock the prada 'fore that, rock the Starter
Niggas out in Georgetown, and Magic way harder
Thinking back to the projects, and they way they tore 'em all up
Like when I do a project, and come back and tear the mall up

[Chorus]
We coming from the..
South (side), South (side)
South (side), South (side)
South (side), South (side)
South (side), Side of the Chi

The broads, the cars, the half moon, the stars
I'm like Jeff Fort the way I get behind bars
Burn cd's with no regard for the stars
Come to the grip with conflict, diamonds and the arts
Back in '94 they call me Chi-town's Nas
Now them niggas know I'm one of Chi-town's gods
We even yo, you're still talking no cause
A conscious nigga with mac like Steven Jobs

[Chorus]

Your fly is open, McFly
The crowd is open I think I know why
I'm back from the future seen it with my own eyes
And yep, I'm still the future of the Chi
Back in college I had to get my back up off the futon
I knew that I couldn't cop a coup with no coupons
Look at that neutron on his green like two dimes
People asking him, "Do you have any grey poupon"?

[Chorus]

You in the building but the buildings falling
You wouldn't be ballin' if your name is Baldwin
My mind get flooded I think about New Orleans
Back in school, ya'll niggas you should call in August
Summer sun it goes down but I'm still revolving
Southside 'bout to walk it out, I still get crawling
If rap was Harlem, I be James Baldwin
With money in the bank like G. Rap, we're calling

[Chorus]

With niggas masked up like Phantom of the Opera
Dreaming of the day they push a phantom to the operas
Can't wait till they say, "Yeah, he ran up at the Oscars."
Poppa, I heard his life is like a movie
Like when Em' played him and Mekhi played a rasta
Mexican don't love it like it was for La Raza
But this is for the mobsters, Holla
We some true chi-town legends, accept no imposters

[Chorus]

Uh, the un-American idol, tower like the Eiffel
Lean wit it, rock wit it, back like the disciples
Know when to use a bible, and when to use a rifle
You rap like you should be on the back of a motorcycle
Caught a case of robbery, and 'Beat It' like Michael
Your career is a typo, mine was written like a haiku
I write to 'Do the Right Thing' like Spike do
Do crime fixed is crucial and trauma is psycho

[Chorus]

La, la, la, la, la, la, la-la
La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
We're coming from the...Hey!
*scratches*.. spice it up (la, la , la..)
Ya might have to spice it up
Spice it up, spice it up,
Take your life and...
Yo, we're coming from the...Hey!
We're coming from the...Hey!

...and this concludes our Chicago show
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Diamonds From Sierra Leone - Kanye West

[Intro]
Diamonds are forever
They won't leave in the night
I've no fear that they might
Desert me

[Chorus]
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever)
Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever)
The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme.
Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?......

Close your eyes and imagine, feel the magic
Vegas on acid,
Seen through Yves St. Laurent glasses
And I've realized that I've arrived, cuz
It take more than a magazine to kill my Vibe does
he write his own rhymes, so sort of
I think 'em
That mean I forgot better shit than u ever thought up
Damn, is he really that caught up?
I ask if you talkin' bout classics, do my name get brought up?
I remember I couldn't afford a Ford Escort or even a four-track recorder
so its only right that I let the top drop on a drop-top Porsche
- its for yourself that's important
If a stripper named Porscha and u get tips from many men
Then your fat friend her nickname is Minivan
Excuse me,
That's just the Henny, man, I smoke, I drink, I'm supposed to stop I can't because

[Chorus]
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever)
Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever)
The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme.
Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?......

I was sick about awards
Couldn't nobody cure me
Only playa that got robbed but kept all his jewelry
Alicia Keys tried to talk some sense to them
30 minutes later seems there's no convincing them
What more can you ask for?
The international assholes nah
Who complains about what he is owed?
And throw a tantrum like he is 3 years old
You gotta love it though somebody still speaks from his soul
And wouldn't change by the change, or the game, or the fame,
When he came, in the game, he made his own lane
Now all I need is y'all to pronounce my name
Its Kanye - But some of my plastic - they still say Kane
Got family in the D, Kin-folk from Motown
Back in the Chi - them folks ain't from Motown
Life movin' too fast I need to slow down
Girl ain't give me no ass, ya need to go down

Diamonds are forever (forever, forever)
My father Ben said I need Jesus
So he took me to church and let the water wash over my ceaser
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever)
The preacher said we need leaders
Right then my body got still like a paraplegic

You know who you can call you gotta best believe it
The Roc stand tall and you would never believe it
Take your diamonds and throw 'em up like you bulimic
Yea the beat cold but the flow is anemic
After debris settles and the dust get swept off
Big K pick up where young Hov left off
Right when magazines wrote Kanye West off
I dropped my new shit sound like the best of
A&R's lookin' like "pssh we messed up"
Grammy night, damn right, we got dressed up
Bottle after bottle till we got messed up
In the studio, where really though, yea he next up
People askin' me if I'm gon' give my chain back
That'll be the same day I give the game back
You know the next question dog "Yo, where Dame at?"
This track the Indian dance to bring our reign back
"What's up with you and Jay, man, are y'all ok man?"
They pray for the death of our dynasty like Amen
R-r-r-right here stands a-man
With the power to make a diamond with his bare hands...

Diamonds are forever (forever, forever)
Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever)
The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme.
Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?......

Diamonds are forever (forever, forever)
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever)

Stronger - Kanye West feat. Daft Punk

n- n- now th- that don't kill me
can only make me stronger
i need you to hurry up now
cause i can't wait much longer
i know i got to be right now
cause i cant get much wronger
man i've been waitin' all night now
that's how long i've been on ya

i need you right now
i need you right now

lets get lost tonight
you could be my black kate moss tonight
play secretary i'm the boss tonight
and you don't give a f*** what they all say right?
awesome, the christian and and kristen dior
damn they don't make 'em like this anymore
i ask, cause i'm not sure
do anybody make real shit anymore?
bow in the presence of greatness
cause right now thou has forsaken us
you should be honored by my lateness
that i would even show up to this fake sh*t
so go ahead go nuts go ape sh*t
specially on my best stand on my bape sh*t
act like you can't tell who made this
new gospel homey take six, and take this, haters

n- n- now th- that don't kill me
can only make me stronger
i need you to hurry up now
cause i can't wait much longer
i know i got to be right now
cause i cant get much wronger
man i've been waitin' all night now
that's how long i've been on ya

i need you right now
i need you right now

me likey

i don't know if you got a man or not,
if you made plans or not
god put me in the plans or not
i'm trippin' this drink got me sayin' a lot
but i know that god put you in front of me
so how the hell could you front on me
there's a thousand you's there's only one of me
i'm trippin' i'm caught up in the moment right?
this is louis vuitton dime night
so we gon' do everything that kan like
heard they'd do anything for a klondike
well i'd do anything for a blonde-dike
and she'll do anything for the limelight
and we'll do anything when the time's right
ugh, baby you're makin' it (harder, better, faster, stronger)

n- n- now th- that don't kill me
can only make me stronger
i need you to hurry up now
cause i can't wait much longer
i know i got to be right now
cause i cant get much wronger
man i've been waitin all night now
that's how long i've been on ya

i need you right now
i need you right now

you know how long i've been on ya?
since prince was on apollonia
since OJ had isotoners
don't act like i never told ya (x6)
baby you're making it (harder, better, faster, stronger)

n- n- now th- that don't kill me
can only make me stronger
i need you to hurry up now
cause i can't wait much longer
i know i got to be right now
cause i cant get much wronger
man i've been waitin all night now
that's how long i've been on ya

i need you right now (x4)

you know how long i've been on ya?
since prince was on apollonia
since OJ had isotoners
don't act like i never told ya
never told ya (x4)

never over (x8)

Kanye West - Gold Digger

[Jamie Foxx]
She take my money, well I'm in need
Yeah she's a triflin friend indeed
Oh she's a gold digger way over time
That digs on me

[Chorus:]
(she steal me money)
Now I aint sayin she a gold digger (When I'm in need)
But she aint messin wit no broke niggas (She steal me money)
Now I aint sayin she a gold digger (When I'm in need)
but she aint messin wit no broke niggas(I gotta leave)
get down girl go head get down (I gotta leave)
get down girl go head get down (I gotta leave)
get down girl go head get down (I gotta leave)
get down girl go head


[Verse 1:]
[Jamie Foxx's Lyrics Repeated across verse]
Cutie the bomb
Met her at a beauty salon
With a baby Louis Vuitton
Under her under arm
She said I can tell you rock
I can tell by ya charm
Far as girls you got a flock
I can tell by ya charm and ya arm
but I'm lookin for the one
have you seen her
My psychic told me she'ya have a ass like Serena
Trina, Jennifer Lopez, four kids
An I gotta take all they bad ass to show-biz
Ok get ya kids but then they got they friends
I Pulled up in the Benz, they all got up in
We all went to dens and then I had to pay
If you fuckin' with this girl then you betta be paid
You know why
Take too much to touch her
From what I heard she got a baby by Busta
My best friend say she use to fuck with Usher
I don't care what none of y'all say I still love her

[Chorus:]
(she steal me money)
Now I aint sayin she a gold digger (When I'm in need)
But she aint messin wit no broke niggas (she steal me money)
Now I aint sayin she a gold digger (When I'm in need)
but she aint messin wit no broke niggas (I gotta leave)
get down girl go head get down (I gotta leave)
get down girl go head get down (I gotta leave)
get down girl go head get down (I gotta leave)
get down girl go head


[Verse 2:]
[Jamie Foxx Lyrics Repeated across verse]
18 years, 18 years
She got one of yo kids got you for 18 years
I know somebody payin child support for one of his kids
His baby momma car, crib is bigger than his
You will see him on TV Any Given Sunday
Win the Superbowl and drive off in a Hyundai
She was spose to buy ya shorty tyco with ya money yeah.
She went to the doctor got lipo with ya money
She walkin around lookin like Michael with ya money
Shoulda got that insured, GEICO for ya moneeey(your money)
If you aint no punk holla We Want Prenup
WE WANT PRENUP!, Yeaah
It's something that you need to have
Cause when she leave yo ass she gone leave with half
18 years, 18 years
And on the 18th birthday he found out it wasn't his

[Chorus:]
(she steal me money)
Now I aint sayin she a gold digger (When I'm in need)
But she aint messin wit no broke niggas (she steal me money)
Now I aint sayin she a gold digger (When I'm in need)
but she aint messin wit no broke niggas (I gotta leave)
get down girl go head get down (I gotta leave)
get down girl go head get down (I gotta leave)
get down girl go head get down (I gotta leave)
get down girl go head



Now I aint sayin you a gold digger you got needs
You don't want a dude to smoke but he can't buy weed
You go out to eat, can't pay y'all can't leave
There's dishes in the back, he gotta roll up his sleeves
But while y'all washin watch him
He gone make it to a Benz out of that Datsun
He got that ambition baby look in his eyes
(Jamie Foxx comes in)
This week he moppin floors next week it's the fries
So, stick by his side
I know his dude's ballin and yea thats nice
And they gone keep callin and tryin
But you stay right girl
But when you get on he leave yo ass for a white girl


Get down girl go head get down
Get down girl go head get down
get down girl go head get down
get down girl go head
[she take my money]
Let me hear that back

Kanye West feat. Nas, KRS-One and Rakim - Classic

[Kanye West:]
Can’t buy this, superflyness, like a shyness, your highness
It’s performin’, look how long the line is
That’s what happens when you make shit that’s timeless
That’s what happens these rappers is the pioneers
What do it take to be a legend like Nas is?
That’s so novice, I’m so polished, I got a right to be a little bit snobbish
I did a little bit of college, semesters it took 2 like Rob Base
To let me figure out this wasn’t my place, the beat slowed til’ you listened to my pace
Cuz I be killin’ shit, but that’s evident, and y’all feelin’ it, but I expected it
If it’s classic it’s gonna last forever than I’m everywhere you never been and better than I ever been

[Nas:]
Perseverance, see the fake hustler rapper to them it hurts to hear this
O you went platinum – yeah that’s nice, now let me see you do the same thing twice
New times, 4 times, then been a couple of more times, please your amateur night is show time
It’s one life to live so live it the best you can, the world could use one less man
Not enough air, not enough car factories to manufacture new vehicles sedans and vans
When they do make the whip you like ya chips ain’t right, by the time you could afford it the car ain’t important
In the streets silent, it’s just I and - cops keep firin’ in my environment
Leavin’ your slum when they drive home far from the hood brothers they eager to jump on
I like to be the wall that they post up on, I like to see them fall, guilty for doing wrong
I’m classic like the Air Ones, the Hustler shoe, that’s what I’m accustomed to

[KRS One:]
How many y’all got criminal minded you you you y’all don’t be blinded
Me I got no jewels on my neck, why – I don’t need ‘em I got your respect
KRS 1 20 years I rock I do it for JMJ and Scott LaRock – this hip hop
And we’s a nation, don’t you want to hear more KRS on your radio station?
Instead of broadcasting how we smokin’ trees, on the radio we need to hear more local MC’s
Where you at? Come on where you at? This is the difference between MC’ing and rap
Rappers spit rhymes that are mostly illegal, MC’s spit rhymes to uplift they people
Peace, love, unity, and Havin’ fun, these are the lyrics of KRS One

[Rakim:]
Is y’all ready for Twenty-0-7, it’s now another drought
Everyone’s a killer, wow we buggin out
Since 86 showin the crowd what I’m about
And they still want to know when the album comin’ out
Ask the teenagers, O’Gs and Ask the kids
What they definition of Classic is
Timeless, cause age don’t count in the booth
And your flow stays submerged in the fountain of youth
And no doubt the truth I’m off the meters
Everybody co-signing even non-believers
I came in the door, became one of y’alls leaders
In the fresh pair of Air Force One sneakers
Uptown we call ‘em uppies when they on divas
Prolly worn when KRS One teaches
Nas, made you look, before the haters
I bet you Kan had ‘em on when he walked with Jesus
This is classic

The Game feat. Kanye West - Wouldn’t Get Far

[Intro: samples from “I’d Find You Anywhere”]
For you baby, I’d find you [4X]
You wouldn’t get far

[The Game]
I done been around the world, been around the block
Been around hoes that fucked Biggie and ‘Pac
Like Vida Guerrera, ass took her to the top
She’ll give you some brains you let her throw up the Roc
Let her put on your chain, she’ll throw you some cock
Picture that like Meagan Good and Jamie Foxx
Hype said it’s a wrap, she still on the set
Putting oil on her likes like she Gloria Velez
She was (Eye Candy) in the XXL
Hopped off the page and on a skateboard with Pharrell
I knew she {”wouldn’t get far”} cause five hundred dollars
can’t get you that {”far”} how you get that {”far”}
And all these new video bitches trying to be Melissa Ford
But they don’t know Melissa Ford drive a Honda Accord
She a video vixen, but behind closed doors
She do whatever it take to get to the Grammy Awards
Ha ha

[Chorus: The Game]
{”You wouldn’t get far”} Fucking them rap stars
You know who you are, put your hands up ladies
{”You wouldn’t get far”} If you kept your legs closed
{”It would be best to wait your turn”} But you know
{”You wouldn’t get far”} Fucking them rap stars
You know who you are, I wrote this song for you
{”For you baby, I’d find you”} For you
And you, for alla y’all

[Kanye West]
For you… uhh..

Pop quiz, how many topless, black foxes
did I have under my belt, like boxers
Not to brag but, if it add up
One, two, nigga that’s mad nuts
Game you mad nuts, how you gon’ call out all these
bitches knowing damn well they gon’ call me?
The only dream, of that ghetto prom queen
was to make it to the screen, maybe get seen
Maybe get chose by a nigga from my team
Head so good he don’t ask for a pre.. nup
Now ask yourself this question, umm
Would you be with Jay-Z if he wasn’t C-E-O
Would you be with F-A-B-O if he drove a Neo
Would you ride with Ne-Yo, if he was in a Geo
Well why the hell you think these bitches coming at me fo’?
But since they all fall in my palm, I take a trio
Yo

[Chorus - sub “mouth closed” for “legs closed”]

[The Game]
I done had my share of bitches with long hair
Short doo like Kalissa, Halle in “Boomerang” yeah
I been around the block in the Bentley drop top
In Miami Beach when Lil’ Kim was fucking with Scott
I got the scoop on Hoops, whatever the case
She’ll let you spray in her face long as she Bathing Apes
And ain’t nobody trying to take Beyonce from Jay
But I know a bitch named Superhead he fucked back in the day
The things niggaz do when pussy sitting on they face
Stabbed Un in the stomach
She must have had a pussy like Wonder Woman, on that superhero shit
Fly as Gabrielle Union in the back of my six, fo’
Impala, forget the double D’s
I put ‘em right in your face like that model bitch Takara
And she ain’t win the show but she riding in that Galata
That’s why I fuck ‘em today and forget ‘em tomorrow

[Chorus]

[The Game]
God damn! Y’knahmsayin?
I’m sitting back watching Kanye video
And I see the same bitch that was in the homeboy Busta Rhymes video
Then I flip the muh’fuckin channel
Checking out my uncle Snoop Dogg video
And I see the same BITCH, that was in my video! Y’knowhatI’msayin?
And then y’knahmsayin, to make that even mo’ fucked up
I’m watching Oprah cover Hurricane Katrina
I see the same bitch on Oprah, floating away on the hood of a Camry
That was in the nigga Lil Weezy video!
I mean DAMN! Everywhere I look
Everywhere I go I see the same hoes
Don’t get mad, I’m only being real
Yeah