Eminem "Forever" Ft.Drake, Kanye West, Lil Wayne

Title:"Forever"

Album:"Relapse:Refill"

Artist:Eminem

[Chorus]
It may not mean nothing to yall
But understand nothing was done for me
So I dont plan on stopping at all
I want this shit forever man, ever man, ever man
Im shutting shit down at the mall
And telling every girl she the one for me
And I aint even planning to call
I want this shit forever man, ever man, ever man, ever man


[Drake]
Last name ever
First name greatest
Like a sprained ankle boy I aint nothing to play with
Started off local but thanks to all the haters
I know G4 pilots on a first name basis
In your city faded off the brown, Nino
She insists she got more class, we know
Swimming in the money come and find me, Nemo
If I was at the club you know I ball, chemo
Drop the mixtape that shit sounded like a album
Who'da thought a country wide tour'd be the outcome
Labels want my name beside the X like Malcolm
Everybody got a deal, I did it without one
Yeah nigga I'm about my business
Killing all these rappers you would swear I had a hit list
Everyone who doubted me is asking for forgiveness
If you aint been a part of it at least you got to witness
Bitches


[Chorus]
It may not mean nothing to yall
But understand nothing was done for me
So I dont plan on stopping at all
I want this shit forever man, ever man, ever man
Im shutting shit down at the mall
And telling every girl she the one for me
And I aint even planning to call
I want this shit forever man, ever man, ever man, ever man


[Kanye West]
I used to have hood dreams
Big fame, big chains
I stuck my dick inside this life until that bitch came
I went hard all fall like the ball teams
Just so I can make it rain all spring
Yall seen my story my glory
I had raped the game young
You can call it statutory
When a nigga blow up they gon build statures of me
Old money Benjamin Button, whaat, nuttin
Now superbad chicks giving me McLovin
You would think I ran the world like Michelles husband
You would think these niggas would know me when they really doesnt
Like they was down with the old me no you fucking wasnt
Youre such a fucking loser
He didnt even go to class Bueller
Trade the Grammy plaques just to have my granny back
Remember she had that bad hip like a fanny pack
Chasing the stardom will turn you into a maniac
All the way in Hollywood and I cant even act
They pull their cameras out and God damn they snap
I used to want this thing forever yall can have it back


[Chorus]
It may not mean nothing to yall
But understand nothing was done for me
So I dont plan on stopping at all
I want this shit forever man, ever man, ever man
Im shutting shit down at the mall
And telling every girl she the one for me
And I aint even planning to call
I want this shit forever man, ever man, ever man, ever man


[Lil Wayne]
Ok, hello it's da Martian
Space jam Jordans
I want this shit forever wake up and smell the garden
Fresher than the harvest
Step up to the target
If I had one guess than I guess I'm just New Orleans
And I will never stop like I'm running from the cops
Hop up in my car and told my chauffeur to the top
Life is such a fucking roller coaster then it drops
But what should I scream for this is my theme park
My minds shine even when my thoughts seem dark
Pistol on my side you dont wanna hear that thing talk
Let the king talk check the price and pay attention
Lil Wayne thats what they got to say or mention
Im like Nevada in the middle of the summer
Im resting in the lead I need a pillow and a cover
Shhh, my foots sleeping on the gas
No brake pads, no such thing as last


[Chorus]
It may not mean nothing to yall
But understand nothing was done for me
So I dont plan on stopping at all
I want this shit forever man, ever man, ever man
Im shutting shit down at the mall
And telling every girl she the one for me
And I aint even planning to call
I want this shit forever man, ever man, ever man, ever man


[Eminem]
There they go, packin' stadiums as Shady spits his flow
Nuts they go, macadamian they go so ballistic, whoa
He can make them look like Bozos
He's wondering if he should spit this slow
Fuck no! Go for broke
His cup just runneth over, oh no
He aint had a real buzz like this since the last time that he overdosed
Theyve been waiting patiently for Pinocchio to poke his nose
Back into the game and they know
Rap will never be the same as before
Bashing in the brains of these hoes
And establishing a name as he goes
The passion and the flame is ignited
You cant put it out once we light it
This shit is exactly what the fuck that I'm talking about when we riot
You dealin with a few true villains
Whose stand inside of the booth truth spillin
And spit true feelings, until our tooth fillings come flying up out of our mouths
Now rewind it!
Payback muthafucka for the way that you doubted me hows it taste?
When I slap the taste out your mouth with the bass so loud that it shakes the place
Im Hannibal Lecter so just in case youre thinking of saving face
You aint gonna have no face to save by the time I'm through with this place
So Drake


[Chorus]
It may not mean nothing to yall
But understand nothing was done for me
So I dont plan on stopping at all
I want this shit forever man, ever man, ever man
Im shutting shit down at the mall
And telling every girl she the one for me
And I aint even planning to call
I want this shit forever man, ever man, ever man, ever man

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Kanye West feat. Jay-Z, Pusha T, Cyhi the Prynce, RZA, Swizz Beatz “So Appalled”

(Swizz Beatz)


One hand in the air if you don’t really care
Two hands in the air if you don’t really care
It’s like that sometimes, I mean ridiculous
It’s like that sometimes, this shit ridiculous


One hand in the air if you don’t really care
Middle finger in the air if you don’t really care
It’s like that sometimes, man, ridiculous
Life can be sometimes ridiculous


(Kanye West)


I’m so appalled, Spalding ball
Balding, Donald Trump, taking dollars from y’all
Baby, you’re fired, your girlfriend hired
But if you don’t mind, I’ma keep you on call
We above the law, we don’t give a fuck about y’all
I got dogs that’ll chew a fucking hole through the wall
But since they all lovers, I need more rubbers
And if I don’t use rubbers, need more covers
Housekeeping, I mean, goddamn
One time, let it be a bad bitch sweeping
That know we get Os like Cheerios
That know because they seen us in the videos
That know the day that you play me
Would be the same day MTV play videos
That was a little joke, voila!
Praises due to the most high, Allah
Praises due to the most fly, Prada
Baby, I’m magic, tada!
Address me as your highness, high as United
Thirty-thousand feet up and you are not invited
Niggas be writing bullshit like they gotta work
Niggas is going through real shit, man, they out of work
That’s why another goddamn dance track gotta hurt
That’s why I’d rather spit something that got a purpose


(Kanye West)


Champagne wishes, dirty white bitches
I mean the shit is fucking ridiculous
Fucking ridiculous
I mean the shit is fucking ridiculous


(Cyhi the Prynce)


Five star dishes, different exotic fishes
Man, this shit is fucking ridiculous
Fucking ridiculous


(Jay-Z)


How should I begin this? I’m just so offended
How am I even mentioned by all these fucking beginners?
I’m so appalled, I might buy the mall
Just to show niggas how much more I have in store
I’m fresher than you all, so I don’t have to pause
All of y’all can suck my balls through my drawers
Dark Knight feeling, die and be a hero
Or live long enough to see yourself become a villain
I went from the favorite to the most hated
But would you rather be underpaid or overrated?
Moral victories is for minor league coaches
And ‘Ye already told you we major, you cockroaches
Show me where the boats is, Ferrari Testarossas
And Hammer went broke so you know I’m more focused
I lost thirty mill, so I spent another thirty
Cause unlike Hammer, thirty million can’t hurt me
Fucking insane, the fuck am I saying?
Not only am I fly, I’m fucking not playing
All these little bitches, too big for they britches
Burning they little bridges, fucking ridiculous


(Kanye West)


Champagne wishes, dirty white bitches
I mean the shit is fucking ridiculous
Fucking ridiculous
I mean the shit is fucking ridiculous


(Cyhi the Prynce)


Five star dishes, different exotic fishes
Man, this shit is fucking ridiculous
Fucking ridiculous


(Pusha T)


Success is what you make it, take it how it come
A half a mill in twenties like a billion where I’m from
An arrogant drug dealer, the legend I’ve become
CNN said I’ll be dead by twenty-one
Blackjack, I just pulled an ace
As you looking at the king in his face
Everything I dream, motherfuckers, I’m watching it take shape
While to you, I’m just a young rich nigga that lacks faith
Range Rove, leather roof, love war, fuck a truce
Still move a bird like I’m in bed with Mother Goose
Them hoes coming in a baker’s dozen
Claiming they was with me when they know they really wasn’t
I keep the city’s best, never said she was the brightest
So if you had her too, it don’t affect me in the slightest
I never met a bitch that didn’t need a little guidance
So I dismiss her past until she disappoints your highness
I speak the gospel, hostile
Tony doing time for what he did to nostrils
Paranoid mind, I’m still under the watchful
Eye of the law, aspire for more
Them kilos came, we gave you Bobby Brown jaw
Flaws ain’t flaws when it’s you that makes the call
Flow similar to the Legends of the Fall’s
Spill it, I own you all
Eyuck!


(Kanye West)


Champagne wishes, dirty white bitches
I mean the shit is fucking ridiculous
Fucking ridiculous
I mean the shit is fucking ridiculous


(Cyhi the Prynce)


Five star dishes, different exotic fishes
Man, this shit is fucking ridiculous
Fucking ridiculous


Huh, I am so outrageous
I wear my pride on my sleeve like a bracelet
If God had a iPod, I’d be on his playlist
My phrases amazes the faces in places
The favorite, huh, my cup overrunneth with hundreds
Dummy, damn, it’s hard not for me to waste it
The new Commandment: Thou shalt not hate, kid
My movement is like the Civil Rights, I’m Ralph David
Abernathy, so call my lady Rosa Parks
I am nothing like them niggas, baby, those are marks
I met this girl on Valentine’s Day, fucked her in May
She found out about April, so she chose to march
Huh, damn, another broken heart
I keep bitches by the twos, nigga, Noah’s Ark
I got a seven on me, I call my ‘dro Lamar
Plus a Trojan in my pocket, Matt Leinart
G-a-t in the Pathfinder
‘Cause you haters got Ph.D.s
Y’all just some major haters and some math minors
Tiger Woods, don’t make me grab iron


(RZA)


Ayo, champagne wishes and dirty white bitches
You know this shit is fucking ridiculous
Fucking ridiculous
You know this shit is fucking ridiculous


Cars for the Mrs. and furs for the mistress
You know that shit is fucking ridiculous
Fucking ridiculous
You know this shit is fucking ridiculous (Fucking ridiculous, fucking ridiculous, ridiculous, ridiculous…)


Fucking ridiculous
(Fucking ridiculous, fucking ridiculous, ridiculous, ridiculous…)
Fucking ridiculous
(Fucking ridiculous, fucking ridiculous, ridiculous, ridiculous…)
Fucking ridiculous
(Fucking ridiculous, fucking ridiculous, ridiculous, ridiculous…)
Fucking ridiculous
(Fucking ridiculous, fucking ridiculous, ridiculous, ridiculous…)


(Swizz Beatz)


One hand in the air if you don’t really care
Two hands in the air if you don’t really care
It’s like that sometimes, I mean ridiculous
It’s like that sometimes, this shit ridiculous


One hand in the air if you don’t really care
Middle finger in the air if you don’t really care
It’s like that sometimes, man, ridiculous
Life can be sometimes ridiculous

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Kanye West feat. Mos Def, Swizz Beatz, Raekwon, and Charlie Wilson “Lord Lord Lord”

(Mos Def)


Yeah, yeah, there I go
There it is
It’s an amazing sound
Look around
Power of observation


(Swizz Beatz)


(This is somethin’ special)
(This is somethin’ new)


(Mos)


Marvels and frights and strange delights
Attributes, properties, disciplines and novelties
Ecstatic patterns in the calendar design
Wilderness tours guided by and for the blind
Cool ruler standin’ still, sweatin’ through the shade
He knew those lights only grew bright to fade
Dead wrong paegeantry, lottery and games
Sleight of hand provided by extravagant and fake
The carnival tilt bell, a hustle for the age
They clutch what they covet, what must they give away?
Who was uninvited, who was asked to come and stay?
Surprise, it’s your life, it’s your business anyway
So please, pardon these and such curious minds
Peace, safe passage, precious time
Hither and gone, the day of days, Yawm al-Qiyamah
This tiny stone illuminated by a star born (born)
Not only star so large, many more
To make our largest star show small, furthermore
The end is not the end, no stop but a pause
And what we can witness isn’t all there is at all
Cuss the mock over scotch and pork chops
The passion, expansion, the order of the random
See the dreamers, see the sleepers
Why would you wake ‘em? Sweet Jesus
In life on Earth
Seek heaven first
Spoil his work


(Charlie Wilson)


Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord
Lord


(Kanye West)


Her heels set the mood: Where did you acquire those Alias?
When I met you, I heard Jesus’ bell, strings and a choir
I got lines that’s better than niggas’ albums, plural
King of the urban, make your shit sound rural
She said her head is so deep, she need a epidural
Them other niggas have you lookin’ like a squirrel
That ass nuts, I only hang with white boys that like black sluts
Tell ‘em, Plain Pat, yo, that track sucks
We ain’t dissin’ you, between the positions, you play something for us to listen to
I’m tryna worry ’bout my scratch minus the crabs
I ain’t stoppin’ for you niggas like yellow cabs
I got scripts, so why we need a movie?
And if I’m a douche, then put me in your coochie
I swear they shoulda never gave these niggas looseleaf
And excuse me if I’m trapped by the boobies
Booby-trapped
Holla back


(Swizz)


And you know how we get it in
You know, AK on the lap like “What’s that?”
Click-clack


(Wilson)


Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord


(Swizz)


All white Bentley, I call that mama
My life crazy, like Obama’s
You talk slick, well, I’m Osama
Bin Laden, I’m what’s happen’, I get it crackin’
All black carbon, on my wrist, yeah
It’s gon’ take you a couple years to get this here
Thank AP, well, they thank me
And I’d be mad, too, if you ain’t me
Call me Mr. Deeds, or Mr. Boss
See me ridin’ clean, in a Rolls-Royce
Niggas talkin’ funny, that’s old money
Niggas lookin’ crazy, but they talkin’ funny
Nowadays, rappers, they like bloggers
You see me, I’m a bank-hogger
Comin’ through your hood, in a Brinks truck
With 25s on it like what the fuck
Hunt and feed ‘em better, what the fuck you stick?
Paparazzi on the water, what the fuck you stick?
My face got the fuck-you-pricks
My beats go hard like fuck-you dicks
Pourin’ champagne, damn thing
See me rockin’ suede, nigga, in the damn rain
Ain’t a damn thing, money ain’t a damn thing
Ask Yeezy and Mos, we do the goddamn thing
Get down to the precious lovers


(Wilson)


Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord


(Raekwon)


Ay, yo, open glass on my fingers
I sit back like I’m caged, but still cakin’, while niggas is hatin’
It’s like bein’ in the livest Lambo in the hood
You a piece of steak, I rather be that than some bacon
Every project is a throne, only just bigger stones they throw
That’s why I wear a big hat and roll
Where you goin’ if you don’t know where you came or when you came?
All you know is we the cocaine, non-believers, no gain
I’m zooted down, rollin’ a spliff, maxin’
Flamin’ like wheels got traction, I’m son, he’s attractive
Guaranteed to service them real niggas, and crusin’ in a Volvo
A duffel for dolo, puffy Polo
The blowhouse is where I resided once
Live amongst fiends, countin’ currency, hittin’ blunts
Only to hear the door rumble
Grab the four, hope it ain’t the law
Or maybe some nigga tryna score


(Wilson)


Everybody say
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord


Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord


Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord


Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
La-la-la-la, Lord, Lord


Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord


Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord


Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord


Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord


That’s kinda how, this rapper’s keys
Mos Def, them’s rapper’s keys

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Kanye West feat. Pusha T “Runaway

Title:"Runway"

Album:" My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy"
Artsit:"Kanye West Ft.Pusha T

(Kanye West)

And I always find, yeah, I always find somethin’ wrong
 You been puttin’ up wit’ my shit just way too long
 I’m so gifted at findin’ what I don’t like the most
 So I think it’s time for us to have a toast


Let’s have a toast for the douchebags!
 Let’s have a toast for the assholes!
 Let’s have a toast for the scumbags
 Every one of them that I know
 Let’s have a toast for the jerkoffs
 That’ll never take work off
 Baby, I got a plan
 Run away fast as you can


She find pictures in my email
 I sent this bitch a picture of my dick
 I don’t know what it is with females
 But I’m not too good at that shit
 See, I could have me a good girl
 And still be addicted to them hoodrats
 And I just blame everything on you
 At least you know that’s what I’m good at


And I always find
 Yeah, I always find
 Yeah, I always find somethin’ wrong
 You been puttin’ up wit’ my shit just way too long
 I’m so gifted at findin’ what I don’t like the most
 So I think it’s time for us to have a toast


Let’s have a toast for the douchebags!
 Let’s have a toast for the assholes!
 Let’s have a toast for the scumbags
 Every one of them that I know
 Let’s have a toast to the jerkoffs
 That’ll never take work off
 Baby, I got a plan
 Run away fast as you can


Run away from me, baby
 Run away
 Run away from me, baby
 Run away
 Never thought it would get crazy
 Just run away
 Baby, I got a plan
 Run away as fast as you can


Run away from me, baby
 Run away
 Run away from me, baby
 Never thought it would get crazy
 Why can’t she just run away?
 Baby, I got a plan
 Run away as fast as you can


(Pusha T)


 pussy stays on my mind
 I-I-I-I did it, all right, all right, I admit it
 Now pick your next move, you could leave or live wit’ it
 Ichabod Crane with that motherfuckin’ top off
 Split and go where? Back to wearin’ knockoffs, ha?
 Knock it off, Neiman’s, shop it off
 Let’s talk over mai tais, waitress, top it off
 Hoes like vultures, they wanna fly in your Freddy loafers
 You can’t blame ‘em, they ain’t never seen Versace sofas
 Every bag, every blouse, every bracelet
 Comes wit’ a price tag, baby, face it
 You should leave if you can’t accept the basics
 Plenty hoes in the baller-nigga matrix
 Invisibly set, the Rolex is faceless
 I’m just young, rich, and tasteless
 P!


(Kanye)


Never was much of a romantic
 I could never take the intimacy
 And I know it did damage
 ‘Cause the look in your eyes is killin’ me
 I’m guessin’ you’re at an advantage
 ‘Cause you could blame me for everything
 And I don’t know how I’ma manage
 If one day you just up and leave


And I always find
 Yeah, I always find somethin’ wrong
 You been puttin’ up with my shit just way too long
 I’m so gifted at findin’ what I don’t like the most
 So I think it’s time for us to have a toast


Let’s have a toast for the douchebags!
 Let’s have a toast for the assholes!
 Let’s have a toast for the scumbags
 Every one of them that I know
 Let’s have a toast to the jerkoffs
 That’ll never take work off
 Baby, I got a plan
 Run away fast as you can

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