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Kanye West( Kanye Omari West )
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Two Words
Lyricist:Leslie Pridgen, Dante Smith, Kanye West, Carlos Delano Wilson, Louis B Wilson, Ricardo Wilson
We in the streets playa, getcha 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 Hustlers, bustas, boostas, hoes Everybody fuck that Still nowhere to go, still nowhere to go
Listen, 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, bedstuy Two hard, 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 Hustlers, bustas, boostas, hoes Everybody fuck that Still nowhere to go, still nowhere to go
And keep ya hands up Hustlers, bustas, boostas, hoes Everybody fuck that Still nowhere to go, still nowhere to go
Aye yo, two words, Chi town, South side, world wide 'Cause I rep that till I fuckin' 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 shoulda been signed twice Most imitated, Grammy nominated Hotel accommodated, cheerleader, prom dated
Barbershop, playa hated, mom and pop, bootlegged it Felt like it rained till the roof caved in Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Two words, Chi town, raised me, crazy So I live by two words, 'Fuck you, pay me' Screamin', '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 And I basically know now, we get racially profiled Cuffed up and hosed down, pimped up and hoe down Plus I got a whole city to hold down From the bottom so the top's the only place to go now
Now throw ya hands up Hustlers, bustas, boostas, hoes Everybody fuck that Still nowhere to go, still nowhere to go
Two words, Freeway, two letters, A R Turn y'all rap niggaz 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 Segal 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 fend for yourself Have you screamin' 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
Red, white Blue, black Calm down Move back Motherfuckers askin' Who is that? You know it's the Almighty, mighty Blackjack
Mos Def K West There go people Get this shit off ya chest North to the south To the east, to the west Blackjack, Johnson It's no contest
An' show it to 'em like [Incomprehensible]
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