Kanye West
Kanye West - Heavy Hitters lyrics
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Heavy Hitter for life Heavy hitters for life (Kanye West) You rappers think I give a f*ck about the way that they spit Want to be on my album but don't want me on they sh*t Everybody thought i was makin a compelation I was really makin myself they competation. Fresh off the plane from the all star game. Bone girls on t.v so it's all star trains Just picture man. No stichin man. somethin for the phiends fresh out the kitchen man. Last 9/11 I was poor on a half till I pluraled my math Now it's Porsche 9/11 and I'm floorin the gas got a lot of problems money's one that i'll not have no more. well damn look at how everybody den changed all my ni**as is bout to have it made tell j that i'm bout to change the game this makes everything else sound played goddamn Kanye! Kanye! Kanye! Now hold up. Ain't nobody messin' with me dog now you say it. Ain't nobody messin with you at all I told dude you can't even rap on my interlude now does that make me as rude as Jude? When the album comin out? man the people is askin Yamamoto adidas ya sick with the fashion Ya already got dough so ya spit for the passion the way ya rhyme give me Tribe Called Quest flash backs And let's not even bring up the tracks man nope, nope let's not do that man ya eatin up the game like Pac man and got the whole world shakin just like crack phiends. Heavy hitters for life Roc A Fella is for life throw them diamonds up throw them diamonds up throw ya diamonds just let the beat ride out for a minute (Kanye) takeit there, take it up man (GLC) (GLC) how many ni**as you know done put they life on the line and get signed into few high crimes, almost had lights out after the sun shine been thinkin' it might count how could i doubt, just look at my count i used to work at the mall with nothin' at all seein' ni**as with ball that sh*t was depressin' keep my toes in the cleaners i hang with the pressin' when i cop them pounds it was my best investments Dre got shot and it taught me a lesson i'm stickin ni**as up in them robbery maskes mask like Batman minus the tight pants we hit you baby momma but her elbows is ashy four different blues, man, your outfit is clashin' you ain't got no muscles, you weakling b*stard man, look at your hair cut uh hmm, uh hmm naw, your hair sucks! how many ni**as you know is really heavy hitters 87 gold getters two hoes like John Ritter even did it on his crime picture yeah and i'm finsta sell, yeah heavy hitters, for life Roc A Fella, is for Life throw ya diamonds up, throw ya diamonsd up, throw ya diamonds