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Chain Heavy : Kanye West


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[Chorus]
My chain heavy, yeah, yeah, my chain heavy, my chain heavy, my chain too heavy
My chain heavy, yeah, yeah, my chain heavy, my chain heavy, my chain too heavy

[Kanye West - Verse 1]
They try to tell me my chain broke the levy,
Maybe cuz its flooded,
Why you walkin’ round with a baby cross his cousin,
My teeth already white yall gone make me floss for nothing,
My teeth real diamonds what’s the cause of the frontin’,
While yall got all caps on?,
Don Cheadle Time,
Get extra black on em’,
Burn Hollywood burn,
Take too long for n-ggas to get their turn,
Probably be cremated before I get my urn,
They try to tell me that aliens built the pyramids,
I swear life’s a bitch on a period,
For every inch they cut the nose off the Sphinx,
I make my jeweler add a few more links,
You can look at me and dont f-ck what nobody thinks,
And my face always lookin’ like somebody stinks.

[Chorus]
My chain heavy, yeah yeah, my chain heavy, my chain heavy, my chain too heavy
My chain heavy, yeah yeah, my chain heavy, my chain heavy, my chain too heavy

Here we go, like we should
Feel the sweat, on ya face
Here we go, like we should
Feel the sweat, on ya face
Alright, okay
Here we go, like we should, like we should, like we should

[Kanye West - Verse 2]
Question..
What color was the skin of the man who bared the cross?
No matter how many lashes they couldn’t beat it off,
How many caskets will we see in one lifetime?
That’s why its Miles Davis Kobe it’s mic time,
I keep that gold book on a ottoman,
And wrote hooks about slaves that was slaughtered in the 1800's,
Yall forget that I got called n-gger on Twitter so many times,
yo I lived that,
Now I’m just trying to find where to raise my kids at,
Cuz they don’t want n-ggas next to where they crib at,
Hey real Tom lookin’ for a nice park,
Twelve noon she say my family gone make it too dark,
This is the flow that solar eclipses,
So hopefully one day that real soul will eclipse the bullshit, they got us listenin’ to,
In this existence,
Don’t give up now just a little more persistence,
I am the day Ice Cube met Michael Jackson,
Keep ‘em away huh, something might happen,
This is the making of a masterpiece,
so we broke out the chains and told the Master Peace.

[Chorus]
My chain heavy, yeah yeah, my chain heavy, my chain heavy, my chain too heavy
My chain heavy, yeah yeah, my chain heavy, my chain heavy, my chain too heavy

Here we go, like we should
Feel the sweat, on ya face
Here we go, like we should
Feel the sweat, on ya face
Alright, okay
Here we go, like we should, like we should, like we should

[Talib Kweli]
Some wear a suit and tie, they dont wanna remain average
some wear a suit and tie like a chain in a straight jacket
my chain heavy stopping that traffic
coppers harrass us, the DA attack us want us in chains like BA Baracus
and a major factor in my decision to be a rapper was rebellion
being anti-establishment was attractive to a black kid from Brooklyn
flames got them things cooking, land of the jooks
where the lames got the chains tooken
it aint looking good for you if you a tourist
yeah sometimes our rhymes is on a frequency that only purists hear
a couple rappers try to beef with me, nobody scared
n-ggas was so f-cking corny that nobody cared
why I gotta battle rappers, I debate scholars
Question: Do it gotta make sense if it make dollars?
sick visions is living inside our brains
its like sadomasochistic addicted to whips and chains
figuratively quite, literally, clinically insane spit flames when I vist the higher planes
try in vain to ignore, don’t buy the chain if you can’t afford it
‘Ye them load of a-whores by the boards trust

[Consequence]
Uh, that old ball and chain had me chained up for weeks
of course Im off the chain as soon as I hit the streets
and now when we leak she saying the games over
I drove her crazy and she became a chain smoker
now the new dude she saying that could stay over
should be a chain who goes by the name of choker
thats what he did when she told him he should play this over
so the chains on, throw em on the way over
but when I came over, his only response
well be the owner of a chain of restaurants
cause I’mma eat your food for that chain that I worn
cause you be running round like the chain makes the man
so it obvious that he don’t know the chain of command
cause my chain commands, that kind of respect
and its so chunky that its a pain in the neck
but it came with a check, I remember on chaining day
it spoke for itself and this is what the chain would say
“them chain snatchers are hoping that you aint ready
so don’t get distracted keep your aim steady
or there’ll be a chain reactionsince my chains heavy”

[Chorus]
My chain heavy, yeah yeah, my chain heavy, my chain heavy, my chain too heavy
My chain heavy, yeah yeah, my chain heavy, my chain heavy, my chain too heavy

Here we go, like we should
Feel the sweat, on ya face
Here we go, like we should
Feel the sweat, on ya face
Alright, okay
Here we go, like we should, like we should, like we should

Kanye West - Chain Heavy

Kanye West - Looking For Trouble Mp3, Lyrics, Video

Looking For Trouble : Kanye West


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[Pusha T]
Re-Up Gang Pusha
(Looking for trouble, trouble, trouble)
But you found it muthaf-cker
Yes
All I see is black roses, drug dealer poses
Shoveling that devil’s angel up they noses
Never let jail turn my shine into Moses
Couldn’t cleanse my soul with them civil rights sposes
Panoramic roof, under glass like a coaster
Backseat driver, racial slurs at the chauffeur
Killian loafers, Mikimoto chokes her
Photo-op this priceless, frame our wanted posters
The audacity, war brings casualty
Bitch have my son before I face that tragedy
Ugh, I order hits, she orders mahi
R.I.P. Vivian Blake, shout out the shower posse
Gone!!!

(You seek out problems)
(Looking for trouble, trouble, trouble)
But you found it m-therf-cker

[Kanye West]
I’m here, it’s the misogyny
Bad bitches massaging me
Sometimes we lowered our standards at the colleges
So please don’t judge me, ugh, for the following
Fat bitches swallowing, skinny bitches modeling
Take of that Givenchy and let’s get raunchy
I have your face looking all Captain Cruncy
The devil stay testing
’cause when you chase the pussy it’s a sin
But if it falls in your lap it’s a blessing
Soon as I got salad, I spent it all on dressing
French, to be exact, that Balmain was impressive
Had used the main leathers (leathers, leathers, leathers)

[Cyhi The Prynce]
Cyhi, Cyhi, Yeah
Boy, we looking for trouble
Maybe if we wasn’t black then we wouldn’t have struggled
Player, all I got is trap n-ggas and crooks in my huddle
They cook and I smuggle
Got twenty pounds of kush in the duffle
So I’m running through them circles,
Boy I’m looking like Knuckles
Look at my knuckles, got the hook in ’cause n-ggas was looking
I’ve tooken some whoopings, so trust me, dog I’m good for a scuffle
Don’t be mad I whooped your ass ’cause I’ve tooken a couple
Feds asking n-ggas questions but I wouldn’t rebuttal
‘cause I’m Jake Gyllenhaal, I’m in the hood with the bubble
With a tall model broad like I took her from Russell
Didn’t play the cards I was dealt, I made the dealer re-shuffle
Royal Flush, so kiss my royal nuts
Ain’t nothing silver spooned, I came from the soil, bruh
But now I’m eating off of rather yellow gold
Exquisite ravioli with some happy yellow hoes

But don’t get it confused when I rap these mellow flows
‘cause all my Titos got bricks like a yellow road

[Big Sean]
GOOD, I do it
B.I.G. Sean Don n-gga
(But you found it mutherf-cker)
Bitch
I’m in, that no-smoke sec’ rolling motherf-cking ounces
Marijuana mountains, drinks you’re not pronouncing
Three chains on, I don’t need no bouncers
Nothing less than a G stack’s in my trousers
(Boy)
New double-D’s smashed in her blouses
F-ck a hotel, my n-gga we rent houses (houses)
My n-gga, we rent houses
So many wedding rings lost in them couches
I’m just a Westside lover
I leave females in my sheets and all my feelings in a rubber
This is showtime, showtime, boy
I hope you set the DVR
Stacking money face to face, dish it, look like CPR
‘Ye invited me a seat to sit at the throne
So now I’m snapping like yo’ ass just finished a poem
Does he sound like ‘Ye, Jay, or Drizzy Drake?
Meanwhile, I’m chilling with all these n-ggas, counting all this money you ain’t
Consider yourself lucky to see a legend before the prime
A killer before the crime, a BIG before the Dime
Greet me wit a middle finger when you see me
It’s cool, ’cause I can’t see yo’ ass from this side of the TV muthaf-cker

[J. Cole]
Hey, Cole World, make way for the chosen one
What you now hear is putting fear in all the older ones
Down played me to downgrade me like they don’t notice son
Your shoes too big too fill? I can barely squeeze my toes in ‘em
F-cking hoes while teaching n-ggas to hold your sons
This the rap Moses, scratch that, Mary and Joseph’s son
High as f-ck with a cold flow and a loaded gun
Never say I’m better than Hov, but I’m the closest one
Heard you looking for trouble, what, I’m supposed to run?
Yo’ bitch invited me inside her, ain’t I supposed to cum?
Got n-ggas that’ll blow your tee off, put a hole in one
Now you outside of heaven’s gate, fronting like you know someone
Talking hard, but y’all still ain’t push me
They say you are what you eat, and I still ain’t pussy
F-ck it, everybody can get it
When you’re this hot, everybody’s a critic
But when you’re this high everybody’s a midget
All this mean mugging from n-ggas that mean nothing
Could it be my position is one that you dreamed of?
Went from quarter to broke to half past rich
With my badass bitch
And you don’t want no problems on some math class sh-t
So check the young genius out
F-ck the World, bust a nut, and let my semen sprout
I thought that real sh-t is what you been fiending ’bout
What you been praying for? What you been screaming ’bout?
Ironic you been sleeping on the one that you been dreaming ’bout

Kanye West - Looking For Trouble

Kanye West - The Joy Lyrics, Video, Mp3

The Joy : Kanye West


Kanye West released a few hours ago his latest G.O.O.D Friday offering in the form of "The Joy". The new recording samples Curtis Mayfield's 1972 classic "The Makings of You" and features Pete Rock, Jay-Z, Charlie Wilson, and Kid Cudi. I'm feeling it! Still no "Monster" or "Runaway", but this new track is kinda up to that level. The chorus is soooo good and old-school and both West and Jay-Z KILLS it. Remember Yeezy will release his fifth studio album entitled "My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy" on November 22nd. (Source: directlyrics.com)

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[Chorus]
A little sugar, honey suckle lamb
Great expression of happiness
Boy, you could not miss with a dozen roses
Such would astound you
The joy of children laughing around you
These are the makings of you
It is true, the makings of you, oh

[Kanye West]
I do it for the fore-fathers and the street authors
That are not A&R's in the cheap office
Rappers that never got signed but they keep offers
Girls thats way too fine for us to keep off us
Gave her a handshake only for my man's sake
She in her birthday suit cause of the damn cake
Now there's crumbs all over the damn place
And she want me to cum all over her damn face
I never understood planned parenthood
Cause I never met nobody plan to be a parent in the hood
Taking refills of that plan B pill
Another shorty that won't make it to the family will
If I don't make it, can't take it, hope the family will
They aint crazy they don't know how insanity feel
Don C just had a shorty so it's not that bad
But I still hear the ghosts of the kids I never had

[Chorus]

[Kanye West]
No Electro, no metro, a little retro, I perfecto
You know the demo, ya boy act wild
You aint get the memo, Yeezy's back in style
Now when Rome go Gidget the other got Bridget
What's more tripped out though is they sisters
Nah, you aint listen, they black, they sisters
They momma, named them after white bitches
So next time you see me on your fallopian

Though the Jewelry's Egytian, know the hunger's Ethiopian
Stupid questions like "Is he gon be dope again?
Have You seen him? has anybody spoke to him?"
This beat deserves Hennessy, a bad bitch and a bag of weed the Holy Trinity
In the mirror where I see my only enemy,
Your life's cursed, well mine's an obscenity

[Chorus]

[Jay-Z]
This is my momma sh-t
I used to hear this through the walls in the hood when I was back in my pyjama sh-t
Afro's and marijuana sticks, seeds and the ganja hat will be popping like the sample that I'm rhyming with
Pete Rock, let the needle drop
I seen so much as a kid they surprised I don't needle pop
Taking sips of pop, six packs of millanips
Pink champel, Valentine L
Bally's on my feet help me balance out well
That and the sh-t I used to balance on the scale
I got it honest from the parties from my momma's
Virgin Mary's try to judge her, I'm like "where the Madonna's now?"
Give all glory to Gloria, they said "you raised that boy too fast, but you was raising a warrior"
We victorious, they'll never take the joy from us

[Kid Cudi]
Keep you hands up, get mine up
Don't let them take your fire
Keep you hands up, get mine up
Don't let them take your fire
Keep you hands up, get mine up
Don't let them take your fire
Keep you hands up, get mine up
Yeaaaah, okay

It's Pete Rock, Kanye, One, two, okay
It's Pete Rock, Kanye, One, two, okay
It's Pete Rock, Kanye, One, two, okay
It's Pete Rock, Kanye, One, two, okay
[End]

Kanye West - The Joy