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  • Kanye West:]
    Hey eh*
    I'm known for running my mouth
    I will not be accountable for what comes out uh
    I dunno, I might have said it
    I was kinda gone and lightheaded
    My jacket kinda fresh bright reded
    And as usual, my pants tight-threaded
    It seem like everybody dress tight now
    And I just want my credit
    Don't get it, twist it, or dread it
    I am the king and will not be headed
    To the morgue no time soon, brethren
    Being broke made my head hurt
    So I need the bread or an Excedrin
    That'll only get my engine revving
    While y'all on 10, I'm on 11
    I'ma make the news be on at 7
    Matter fact, I'm on this very second
    I'm in first and y'all in second
    And this verse only add to the freshness
    Call to the club, tell them add to the guest list
    What you think? Way more *******?
    I can never be too big for my britches
    Y'all ************* know who this is
    I'm gifted
    Merry Christmas
    Merry Christmas

    [Lykke Li & Santogold:]
    I'm armed with pens, I've got my rhymes
    Whatever comes, I write it down
    So knock me out and shoot me down
    With mics in hand, we'll stand against the test of time

    [Santogold:]
    You don't know my mind
    Like I said a thousand times
    I gotta stay ahead
    Know what I'm fighting for
    I'll leave you to your talk
    Never seen my kind before
    And you're all so thick-headed
    Follow and I know I let it
    Part of me won't let me quit
    Won't let me just not say ****
    So much is there to be bored with
    Can't be still, I can't afford it
    Try to hold it in but it make me sick
    So I spit it out, say the hell with it
    I dream it and I build it all
    Make a way for when it falls

    [Lykke Li & Santogold:]
    I'm armed with pens, I've got my rhymes
    Whatever comes, I write it down
    So knock me out and shoot me down
    With mics in hand, we'll stand against the test of time

    I'm armed with pens, I've got my rhymes
    Whatever comes, I write it down
    So knock me out and shoot me down
    With mics in hand, we'll stand against the test of time

    I'm armed with pens, I've got my rhymes
    Whatever comes, I write it down
    So knock me out and shoot me down
    With mics in hand, we'll stand against the test of time
  • Kanye West:]
    Hey eh*
    I'm known for running my mouth
    I will not be accountable for what comes out uh
    I dunno, I might have said it
    I was kinda gone and lightheaded
    My jacket kinda fresh bright reded
    And as usual, my pants tight-threaded
    It seem like everybody dress tight now
    And I just want my credit
    Don't get it, twist it, or dread it
    I am the king and will not be headed
    To the morgue no time soon, brethren
    Being broke made my head hurt
    So I need the bread or an Excedrin
    That'll only get my engine revving
    While y'all on 10, I'm on 11
    I'ma make the news be on at 7
    Matter fact, I'm on this very second
    I'm in first and y'all in second
    And this verse only add to the freshness
    Call to the club, tell them add to the guest list
    What you think? Way more *******?
    I can never be too big for my britches
    Y'all ************* know who this is
    I'm gifted
    Merry Christmas
    Merry Christmas

    [Lykke Li & Santogold:]
    I'm armed with pens, I've got my rhymes
    Whatever comes, I write it down
    So knock me out and shoot me down
    With mics in hand, we'll stand against the test of time

    [Santogold:]
    You don't know my mind
    Like I said a thousand times
    I gotta stay ahead
    Know what I'm fighting for
    I'll leave you to your talk
    Never seen my kind before
    And you're all so thick-headed
    Follow and I know I let it
    Part of me won't let me quit
    Won't let me just not say ****
    So much is there to be bored with
    Can't be still, I can't afford it
    Try to hold it in but it make me sick
    So I spit it out, say the hell with it
    I dream it and I build it all
    Make a way for when it falls

    [Lykke Li & Santogold:]
    I'm armed with pens, I've got my rhymes
    Whatever comes, I write it down
    So knock me out and shoot me down
    With mics in hand, we'll stand against the test of time

    I'm armed with pens, I've got my rhymes
    Whatever comes, I write it down
    So knock me out and shoot me down
    With mics in hand, we'll stand against the test of time

    I'm armed with pens, I've got my rhymes
    Whatever comes, I write it down
    So knock me out and shoot me down
    With mics in hand, we'll stand against the test of time