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    Kanye West

    Gossip Files

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    Добавлена 16 января 2013 пользователем Миша

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    Niggas gossiping, it runs the city, they don't know who watching them
    When they coming to get me, so I hit the block and bend
    Do about 60, and I put my glocks to them, like plow plow plow
    I'm gonna to get on this TV and put shit down
    I aint finna let these lights skinned niggaz come back in style
    I'm finna turn to this class clown, should be crazy deep
    They told my momma I was bipolar had A.D.D.
    I told em, what-what I wanna do, I wanna be a baller
    The dream spoilers are for ya
    Hatin on you to they mans on the corners
    Old folks said he'd never make it off the corner
    They are the virus that corrupts the soul
    They are the cubic zirconia inside the 10 karat gold
    That get green on ya, when you get green on em
    You gotta wash ya hands of em, get clean on em
    Somebody told me success is the best revenge
    So they gon be fucked up when you do ya thing on em
    Now hold ya plaques high, like who woulda thought
    And tell em, ahem, thank you for your no support
    They are the dreamkillers, they the dreamkillers
    Who know a dream, they are the dream (killer Norman Bates)
    They the dreamkillers, they the dreamkillers, dream
    They are the dream (killer Norman Bates)
    Now how you gonna talk about the way I spend my money
    Everybody say it with me now, it's my money
    And they know they hatin, but what they don't know is
    They are my motivation, they are my inspiration
    Cos we the leaders, and they the followers
    And we the nut busters, and they the swallowers
    They are the rumours, they are the lies
    We are the shit dog, and they the flies
    How you gon tell me how to live my life
    And you can't even get your own shit tight, right
    They are the misery that loves company
    Cuz that comfortable corporate job can't comfort me
    Told em I finished school, and I started my own business
    They said “Oh you graduated?” No I decided I was finished
    Chasin yall dreams and what you got planned
    Now I spit it so hot you got tanned
    And they hate on your relationship, then break your marriage up
    Can't kill ya dreams so they assassinate your character
    Do anything to downplay ya or embarrass ya
    Come around wit ya but they ain't down wit ya
    They the dreamkillers
    And I'm through spittin these rappers my most heartfelt flow
    They be like “That's cool, you got some beats for me though?”
    Oh I get it, you wanna be Snoop and Dr. Dre
    But don't nobody give a fuck what you got to say
    Anyway what you finna rap about?
    You never sold crack out ya house or put a gat to a mouth
    Or put ya fist to ya spouse, so how you gon move the crowd?
    I bet a thousand that you get booed out
    I even heard that they even takin wages in jail
    They bet ten boxes of cigarettes that I'm finna fail
    Second you talk about me, they be like “Peace”
    This nigga came from the Chi, moved to the east
    You gotta kill at least one person at least
    Or we'll evict you from the rap game, cancel your lease
    How you go to New York, what you ain't never took a tour there?
    What you ain't know you gotta be rich just to be poor there?
    The dreamkillers
    Niggas gossiping, it runs the city
    They don't know who watching them
    When they coming to get me
    So I hit the block and bend and do about 60
    And I put my glocks to them, like plow plow plow
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