>Now even though I went to college, and dropped out quick
>I always had a P.H.D., a Pretty Huge Dick
They say people in your life are seasons,
And anything that happen is for a reason,
And niggas guns a clappin and keep to squeezin',
And Gran (Grandma) keep prayin' and keep believin',
And Jesus and one day that ya see him,
Till they walk in his footsteps and try to be him,
The devil is alive I feel him breathin',
Claimin' money is the key so keep on dreamin',
And put them lottery tickets just to tease us,
My aunt Pam can't put those cigarettes down,
Now my lil cousin smokin those cigarettes now,
His job trying to claim that he too niggerish now,
Is it cuz his skin blacker than licorice now?
I can't figure it out
I'm Stickin around
Penitentiary chances, the devil dances
and eventually answers to the call of Autumn
all of them fallin' for the love of ballin'
got caught with 30 rocks, the cop look like Alec Baldwin
inter century anthems based off inner city tantrums
based off the way we was branded
face it, Jerome get more time than Brandon
and at the airport they check all through my bag and tell me that it's random
but we stay winning, this week has been a bad massage
I need a happy ending and a new beginning
and a new fitted and some job opportunities thats lucrative
This the real world, homie, school finished
they done stole your dreams, you dunno who did it
I treat the cash the way the government treats AIDS
I won't be satisfied til all my niggas get it, get it?
>My momma was raised in the era when
>Clean water was only served to the fairer skin
>Doing clothes you would have thought I had help
>But they wasn't satisfied unless I picked the cotton myself
>You see it's broke nigga racism
>That's that "Don't touch anything in the store"
>And this rich nigga racism
>That's that "Come in, please buy more
>What you want, a Bentley? Fur coat? A diamond chain?
>All you blacks want all the same things"
>Used to only be niggas now everybody playing
>Spending everything on Alexander Wang
>Goin' back to Tangier
>With some Jordans and a spear
>Pass the sherm stick
>Be the freak you wanna see
>Just don't follow me
>I'm on a journey to the center of three
>Grab your fucking chain and drag you through the bike lane
>While everybody's like NOOOOOOOOOO!
>I got this pregnant snake; stay surrounded by long hairs
>A plethora of maniacs and spiral stairs
>Make your water break in the Apple Store
>Sink or swim, who fucking cares
>Cut the birth cords
>Gaga can't handle this shit
>Headed for the Sammy Davis wing
>Throw up a black hole at the entrance of Linens-n-Things On the way
>Never call it a day
>Visit Tesla's grave for the ninth time today
>Still on the way
HOLY SHIT I JUST REALIZED THIS ONE
>see you know my style
>and i'm very wild
>and i vow that my child will be well endowed
>like his daddy
>and tell him that "yo mama had a fatty"
>he looked up at me said "daddy thats the reason why you had me?"
>we was practicin
>till one day yo ass bust through the packagin
>you know what though, you my favorite accident
>so go ahead now pop some crystal for my newborn child
This has all my favorite lines, such as:
>See I need some time to meditate, nah bitch, I'm fly, I need time to levitate"
>"and every good god need a goddess, and every good star couldn't guide us, it falls upon something that's inside us"
>"And what it sound like when everybody sound like what you sound like"
>"these niggas just secondary like Pippin around Mike"
>"maybe I should stop being real, maybe I should get on twitter, maybe I should learn something that I could reconsider"
>"the tears dried up, I'm going for it expressionless"
You see it's leaders and it's followers
But I'd rather be a dick than a swallower
I know it's past visiting hours
But can I please give her these flowers
The doctor dont wanna take procedures
He claim my heart can't take the anastesia
It'll send her body into a seizure
The little thing by the hospital bed, it'll stop beeping,
Hey chick, im at a lost for words
What do you say at this time?
Remember when I was nine?
Tell her everything gone be fine?
But i'd be lying, the family crying
They want her to live, and she trying
I'm argueing like what kind of doctor can we fly in
You know the best medicine go to people thats paid,
If Magic Johnson got a cure for A.I.D.S.
And all the broke muthafuckers past away
You tellin me if my grandma was in the N.B.A.
Right now she'd be ok?
But since she was just a secretary
Working for the church
For thirty five years
Things sposed to stop right here
My grandfather tryin to pull it together, he's strong,
Thats where I get my confidence from
I asked the nurse "did you do the research?"
She ask me, "can you sign some t-shirts?"
Bitch is you smokin reefer?
You dont see that we hurt
>reality is catching up with me
>taking my inner child i'm fighting for CUSTody
>with these responsibilities that they enTRUSTed me
>as i look down at my diamond enCRUSTed piece
The line is obviously butchered on purpose because it's conveying anger, not collected thinking. 300 -> these dudes in armor -> the Romans -> that ancient shit -> Trojan
>I'm just a shy Downs nigga where the knives flow
Tfw Drake is credited on All Of The Lights, one of the best Kanye songs of all time, of My Beautiful dark twisted fantasy, his masterpiece.
they're folling Yeezy path.
Even, Portishead drummer don't like him no more.
its sad. #triphop #bristolGods
My favorite kanye lyrics is literally the "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAh" from I'm a Allah from Yeezus.
>I sent this bitch a picture of mah dick, I don't know what it is with females but I'm not too good at that shit
I'm living in the 21st century
Doing something mean to it
Doing it better than anybody ever seen do it
Screams from the haters got a nice ring to it
I guess every super hero needs his theme music
And you ain't finna see a
Mogul get emotional
Every time I hear bout other niggas is strokin' you
Lying, say I hit you, he sitting there consoling you
Running my name through the mud, who's provoking you?
You should be grateful a nigga like me ever noticed you
Now you noticeable and can't nobody get control of you
1AM and can't nobody get a hold of you
I'm calling your brother's phone like what was I supposed to do?
Even though I knew, he never told the truth
He was just gon' say whatever that you told him to
At a certain point I had to stop asking questions
Y'all got dirt on each other like mud wrestlers
I heard he bought some coke with my money
That ain't right girl
You getting blackmailed for that white girl
You always said, "Yeezy, I ain't your right girl"
You'll probably find one of them "I like art"-type girls
All of the lights, she-was-caught-in-the-hype girl
And I was satisfied being in love with the lie
Now who to blame, you to blame, me to blame
For the pain and it poured every time when it rained
Let's play the blame game
The concept of school seems so secure
Sophomore, three yurrs, ain't picked a carurr
She like, fuck it, I'll just stay down here and do hair
Cause that's enough money to buy her a few pairs of new Airs
Cause her baby-daddy don't really care
She's so precious with the peer pressure
Couldn't afford a car so she named her daughter Alexis
i think his music is bad, yes, but not because it's p4k approved. the way some people add top40 to their library seems like such a desperate way to feel better about yourself because you enjoy both underground and mainstream. it's fine to have an eclectic taste in music but it comes off forced on here rather than genuine.
>I'm going to listen to underground to be unique.
>I don't feel unique among this crowd
>I'll mix in some mainstream
>But how do I know which artists will not make me seem like a pleb
>popular artist gets good review on p4k
>Ah, thank you for letting me know
I don't think everyone is like that or insincere but some people are impressionable as fuck.
>I choke a south park writer with a fish stick.
still his best song, shit is so pure and honest
OP of >>61626942
is either a pretentious asshole who cant have fun listening to music or is a total fucking loser.
baka pic is taking shots at people like this
what would you do for a Klondike?
Or two dykes that look Christina Milian like
Hmmm, I'll be on time for that
I ain't thought of no line that could rhyme with that
Yo, I'll be there in five minutes, five hours later
I'll be there in five minutes