Listened to The College Dropout for the first time a couple of weeks ago and as soon as I heard the opening strings on this track I knew Kanye was bouta drop one of his hardest beats 🔥🔥🔥
Rob friends, Rob foes, Zipped bags, Tagged toes Growed up, got wise, Seen the light and realized Stay focused, Eyes open, third eye visualized Ya wanna keep it real, but you was born with a disguise Thinking that ya superior, will lead to your demise A coward, or a thief, nothing more do I despise Cold heart, Black Soul, need a light to look inside My flow is like a faucet, to the thirsty I PROVIDE!
The hope's what got me here/ Well shit where's the beer/ Told ya made it crack/ let down constant flack/ let em know when you nap/ they think you'll come back/ dream on for a bit/ visualize when to spit/ it aint for the rich/ that's why the broke convince/They live for an accomplishment
@@MseeF Went to "all falls down" to designing shoes for hypebeast kids that never heard college dropout. I remember when the word "hypebeast" was an insult. Man I miss those days.
Robbed friends, Robbed foes, Zipped bags, On toes Growed up, got wise, Seen the light, realized Stay focused, Eyes open, third eye visualized Ya you wanna keep it real, but you was born in disguise Superior complex, will lead to your demise A coward, or a thief, nothing more do I despise Cold heart, Black Soul, need a light to look inside My flow is like a faucet, to the thirsty I PROVIDE! Superior complex, two words, I'm next Drop bombs, Duke nukem Feeling like I'm godless Everybody's got shit, nothing left to prove Roll over dead bitch, everybody move Ruinnin through the raw grip The head's down, i lost it Aw shit, run a mothafucker up for lossed tick Same shit, Same day Same drip, blame ye No words left to say, everybody move She suck, dick up, it make, her hiccup Eat on her, edible Same time, incredible Shout to the madness, cuz inside it's general Discord, rip cords Leave scenes, bliss march
sun rays one day on stage spitting rage lifting the name of him made everything many sing sincerely from the heart so dark on a park bench posted like a soldier in a dark trench marksmen forward marching awkward walking backwards moonwalk Michael Jackson the tomb does it stop don't assume it does is there room for love when its through will the crew be there did they care not even for one hair cold stares of a cursed corpse laid back hard as a board guess that's the reward there in the morgue
since the time i was young i have been trained to play great i guess if it's how it was portreyed i never want to be great because im still taking a knee not standing for the bullshit some of these people teach I dont want it. Get out of my way. I'm not buggin.
Two words / right rhymes/ tight lines/ night time/ fight time/ mic crimes/ lights lime/ just rhyme......... yea boy just rhyme.... Pick up that fuckin mic/ and read they're minds just like a psychic/ bite into that vicadin and flip the script just like a sidekick mindin none of their business cuz I'm nothin fuckin like them/ so i never show my fuckin feelings nigga i just write them
locked Doors/ break'em in/ gotta sell/ paper thin/ music game/ let me in/,,,,,, bad bitches/bad weave/ sewn in/ her brain/ insane/ flow magic/david blane/ hip-hop's/ growing pains/ black poet/ never show it/
2 words in.. 1 speech.. big eared audience.. 0 reached.. went to church.. Negative 1 preached.. Negative 2 leave seats.. The COUNTDOWN is soon reached.. All that's dark consumes bleach.. Starting where.. The walls in rooms meet..
im like james brown,nothing ever changed when those dames came round, but now i spit fire dog like a flame hound, wheres my hydrant, you dudes despise it, cause im not a tyrant, living in the west has me feeling like a migrant,so i guess thats why im feeling so defiant, i didn't wanna leave, or chase cheese and gs, i got steez to please, the honeys imam bee, no money so im free, i ride the flow like a jet ski, i think im the only one who ever gets me im forever alone, forever in my zone,
Since I'll only live once, Ima push it 2 da limit, Started out a soldier, Got Promoted 2 lieutenant, I own my own flow, neva borrowed, neva rented/ gotta passion 4 da paper, A love 4 da dough, my gift 2 u hatas, iz a chrome forty 4, I lived n dem streetz, I served on dat block, I filled dem wit holez as I emptied dat glock/
This verse is a test 2 C if I can get sum love, without talkin bout N*ggas Lootin and Shootin and sellin drugs, I wonder if I changed my style, would I still get daps from my peeps or just receive mean mugs, fake handshakes proceeded by upside down smiles, Take a tour to my hood, Come walk that green mile, Come comfort that mother crying over her murdered child, You can keep ignorin da truth, existin in your state of denial, But you will see the effects, just give it a little while....
all night all day, all work, no play life sucks, bad weather, sleep in, snow day. bad knee, black loung, teeth hurt, vision bad still he, write rhymes, with the, pen and pad. crime zone, court date, yellow tape, trial set 45, 38, dirty south, wild west. worldwide, all around, center stage, pass mic clockin you, finish quick, getta grip, half life.
one priest, two nuns, three some/drinks-drank,weed-gone, homie i need more/one watch, two wrist,mo money,nigga im here to show u how to do-this/do-quit, they say i couldn't, but now they wanna hear do-spit/spaz-kid nah um a fuckin bad-kid/two letters B-K, AZ,lifes an arcade but i still wouldnt let it play-me! changed man, but i still think um the same-me/two words, one-guy,two images,set records,break limits,stop signs,hit ur fucking breaks but u couldnt stop-mine....
We in the streets player, get your mail It's only two places you'll end up, either dead or in jail Still nowhere to go, still nowhere to go Now throw ya hands up bustless, busters, boosters, hoes Everybody, fuck that Still nowhere to go, sill nowhere to go Two words, United States, no love, no brakes Low brow, high stakes, crack smoke, black folks Big Macs, fat folks, ecstasy capsules Presidential scandals, everybody move! Two words, Mos Def, K West, hot shit Calm down, get back, ghetto people, got this Game ball, lock shit, dump off, cock shit We won't stop shit, everybody move! Two words, BK , NY, Bed-Stuy Two hawks, too hungry, too many, that's why These streets know game, can't ball, don't play Every traffic, one lane, everybody move! Two words, Mos Def, black jack, hot shit Calm down, get back, ghetto people, got this Game point lock, long pump cocked We won't stop, everybody move! Now throw ya hands up bustless, busters (Throw your hands up high) Boostas, hoes, everybody, fuck that (oh) Still nowhere to go, still nowhere to go (oh) And keep ya hands up bustless, busters (Till they reach the sky) Boostas, hoes, everybody, fuck that (oh) Still nowhere to go, still nowhere to go (oh) Hey yo, two words, Chi town, South side, world wide Cause I, rep that, till I, fucking die One neck, two chains, one waist, two gats One wall, twenty plaques, dudes say, "Gimme that" I am limelight, Blueprint, 5 Mics Go get his rhyme like, should of been signed twice Most imitated, Grammy nominated Hotel accommodated, cheerleader, prom dated Barbershop, player hated, mom and pop, bootlegged it Felt like it rained till the roof caved in Two words, Chi town, raised me, crazy So I live by two words, "Fuck you, pay me" Screaming, Jesus save me You know how the game be I can't let em change me Cause on Judgment Day, you gon' blame me Look God, it's the same me I (Throw) basically know now (Your) we could (Up) racially profile (High) Cuffed up and hosed down, pimped up and hoe down (oh) Plus I got a whole city to hold down (oh) From the bottom to the top So only place to go down And keep ya hands up bustless, busters (Till they reach the sky) Boostas, hoes, everybody, fuck that (oh) Still nowhere to go, still nowhere to go (oh) Two words, Freeway, two letters, A-R Turn y'all rap niggas into two words, fast runners Like Jackie Jurner, you better sleep with your burner The heat skeet, blow a reef through ya car My God, two words, no guns, break arms Break necks, break backs, Steven Segul Free young bars, fresh men of the Roc Left the beef in the pot Jay sent for his dogs And broads, forget ya squad, let em find for yourself Have you screaming out four words "Send for the Lord" Two words, Freeway's slightly retarded Fuck around, throw a clip in ya artist, leave with his broad Throw (red) Your (white) hands (blue) Up (black) Throw (calm) Your (down) hands (move) Up (back) Throw (motherfuckers) your (asking) hands (who is) up (that) Throw (you know) your (it's the) hands (almighty) up (Black Jack) Throw (Mos) your (Def) hands (K) up (West) Throw (there go) your (people) hands (get this) up (shit off ya chest) Throw (north) your (to the south) hands (to the east) up (to the west) Throw (we got) your (that concert) hands (it was no) up (contest) High! (an show it to 'em like)
two words, the bay, two letters, CA, cool as, Ac, This is, New Bay sounds like, no other, he got, soul brother, looking for, soul sister, don't need, gold diggers just need, more rappers, with talent, who challenge, their skills, they don't, i will Watzreal's a, breath of, fresh air, heart rich, just like Bel Air, two words, hell yea
Two words Chi town South side Born bred My hood Top ten Big stepper Fuck them My waist Pop them Cross over Knock them Driving lane Dunk them M J Six Zip Hard work Six chips Legendary Get this I’m on Big shit Big shoes Filled out Never leave A drought Ten toes Stay down Q Ps In bound Chi raq Big gats Every body Knows that it Takes One tap A R Ringed out Shocked ones Praying now Seeing homie Laid out Fat lady Sings out Everybody move! Small world Big city Watch corners Spark fifty Crime rate Jack city Jack pot Keep hitting Strike out Nine innings Trigger finger keep itching Big horns Pitch forks Snake tongue Pigs pork
Two times, too fat, two kids, said that, Too mad, tried to, make their, heads crack/ Two tones, summer days, two bones, hundred ways, Two boys, mother bathed, Two tracks, runaway Too live for television, I ride to tell a vision, don't try the hell I'm giving, don't try the cell, I'm living/ Standing next to my moms in the kitchen, cooking chicken with no job, like yo boy's on a mission
rewind my line on a dime like you T-Vo'd that / take offense, you should attack like an evils back/ Eve bit the apple, look what you call a Mac / haaaa. i wrote the script as i pleased/ steady pick'n screens cause always behind the scenes ballin #thacabbagekid
2 words...get bread / laid back, get head / maybach instead / gotta keep my kids fed / lost souls, no goals / more weed, more hoes / u kno how the hood the goes / pass out, cash out / dirty bitch, foul mouth / racist shit, down south / spit raps, no riddels / good kush, smoke signals / hoping i can sleep tight / after i take hit from this peace pipe / history is fucked up, im here 2 re-write / no class, no bags / robbin shit, no mask
Hot days, bad bitches. More money , Mad interests. More liquor, mad sippin. no quitting, mad lifted, real nigga, cash getting, i'm ill , hats missing, cuz im, past giving, signs of, my illness. No swag, So bad, I'm DEAD, TOE TAGS. But I , bring life, to these, old fads. new shit, pop off, hotter than, hot sauce, hop off, u hotdog, u play, you play, hop scotch, my shit? TOP NOTCH. Sizzle like, POP ROCKS, Red blue, every day, till a , COP DROPS, REAL SHIT, Real Life, Purple Drink, With Sprite 8)
I know every rapper says there different but my homeboy and I did a cover for this and if you check it out you can judge for yourself its only 2 min and I honestly believe it is 2 minutes well spent so please check it out tanks in advance
