Kanye West - We major

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We major Kanye West

[Chorus] You motherfuckers better do your job and roll up and watch how we roll up and I can´t control it, can´t hold it, it´s so nuts I take a sip of that yak, I wanna fuck I take a hit of that chronic, it got me stuck But really what´s amazing is how I keep blazing Towel under the door smoke until the days end Puff, puff then pass, don´t fuck up rotation Hpnotic for Henny, now nigga that´s your chaser Turn nothin to something now pimpin´ that´s a savior Best things are green now pimp and get your paper High off the ground instead of skyscraper Too low thinkin´ we local, come on homie, we major We major (come on, homie, we major) [repeat] Feeling better than some head on a sunday afternoon Better than a chick that say yes to soon Until you have a daughter, that´s what I call karma And you pray to god she don´t grow breasts too soon. Projects to´ up, gang signs is thrown up Niggas hats broke off that´s how we grow up Why else you think shorty´s write rhymes just to blow up? Get they first car and then IRS show up He ain´t never had shit but he had that nine Nigga come through flickin´ and he had that shine Put two and two together in a little bad weather Gon´ be a whole family on that funeral line Ask the reverand was the strip club cool if my tips help send a pretty girl through school That´s all I want like wino´s want they good whisky I ain´t in the Klan, but I brought my hood with me [chorus] [Nas:] I heard the beat and I ain´t know what to write First line, should it be about the hos or the ice? Four-four´s or black christ? Both flows would be nice Rap about big paper or the black man´s plight At the studio consol asked my man to the right What this verse sound like, should I freestyle or write? He said, Nas, what the fans want is Illmatic, Stillmatic Picked up the pad and pencil and jotted what I feel Been like 12 years since a nigga first signed Now I´m a free agent And I´m thinking it´s time To build my very own Motown Cuz rappers be deprived of executive 9 to 5s And it hurts to see these companies be stealing the life And I love to give my blood sweat and tears to the mic So y´all copped the LPs and y´all fiends got dealt I´m Jesse Jackson on the balcony where King got killed I survived the livest niggas around Lasting longer than more than half of you clowns Look, I used to cook before I had the game took Either way my change came like Sam Cooke. Feeling better than I ever felt before today Like better late than never is orientation Still we can make it better throwing all your cares away [chorus] Visitas: 180

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