Kanye West - Hot 97 Freestyle lyrics

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Malice found religion, Tony found prison

I’m just tryna find my way out this f-cking kitchen

a birdseye view got me channelling my vision

turn one to two now my kilo’s got a sibling

father knows best, watch my hands are forgiven

we kicking up dust like the colosseum floors

walls full of safe’s like they mausoleum doors

getting wet like she walking through my morgue

Grant’s, Jackson’s no room for George

yeh, the fear of God’s in you muthaf-ckers

this art imitate my life

you WorldStarHipHop fame based off imitation white

eliminate the fools ghouling imitation ice

my music for your soul, inspiration for your life

every dime made in his life more disastrous

help my young n-ggas see my way through the bachelors

while my old b-tch went back to get her Masters

same graduation I was clapping in the rafters

the truth hurts everytime it’s revealed

what goes around comes around, this is lights ferris wheel

grab hold and reverse the steering wheel as I parrallel park

Kentucky derby on the grill

the fact that I’m free lets me know God is great

ten year marathon of me selling concentrate

these rappers talk crowns but I’d rather talk fear

villian like candyman, say my name and I’ll appear

no weapon formed against me shall prosper

a kuna matata, feet up sipping java

strolling up the totem poll, what’s my only problem

scrolling through my Rolodex, who show up my toddler

so many hands raised as the band plays

I’m here now, watch how many plans change

Penitentiary chances, the devil dances

and eventually answers to the call of Autumn

all of them fallin’ for the love of ballin’

got caught with 30 rocks, the cop look like Alec Baldwin

inter century anthems based off inner city tantrums

based off the way we was branded

face it, Jerome get more time than Brandon

and at the airport they check all through my bag and tell me that it’s random

but we stay winning, this week has been a bad massage

I need a happy ending and a new beginning

and a new fitted and some job opportunities thats lucrative

and sold your dreams, you don’t know who did it

i treat the cash, the way the government treats aids

I won’t be satisfied til all my n-ggas get it

I need more drinks and more lights

hot American Apparal girl in just tights

she told the director she tryna get in a school

told to take them glasses off and get in the pool

it’s been a while since I watched the tube

its like a crip said: “I got way too many blues for any more bad news”

I was looking at my resume feeling real fresh today

they rewrite history I don’t believe in yesterday

what’s a black beetle anyway, a …roach

I guess thats why they got me sitting in f-cking coach

but God said I need a different approach

cause people is looking at me like I’m sniffing coke

it aint funny anymore try dipping jokes

tell ‘em hug and kiss my ass, x and o

kiss the ring while they at it, do my thing while I’m got it

play strings for the dramatic

and end all of that wack shh

act like I aint had a belt in two classes

I aint got it I’m going after whoever who has it

I’m coming after whoever who has it

you blowing up, that’s good, fantastic

that y’all, its like that ya’ll

I don’t really give a f-ck about it at all

cause the same people that tried to black ball me

forgot about 2 things, my black balls

Uh, I let you into my diary to admire me

the making of this man, I let you see the higher me

the self righteous drug dealer dichotomy

I’m drawing from both sides, I’m Siamese

the tug of war opens the door, entrada

rip me apart and see what’s inside this pinata

and rolling kilos in gym(?) is one saga

one chapter of black magic, I’m Harold potter

feels like I’m doomed to dealing with women whom

relationships with their fathers won’t allow us to bloom

and blossom, I swear this Vegas nights was awesome

but adios I blow my own dice before I toss ‘em, loss ‘em

some other muthaf-ckers double crossed ‘em

tryna snatch my n-gga back I blew a small fortune

Russell with the work, we was like the four horsemen

Rick Flair with the flame, I’m muthf-cking Gorgeous, woah

as the gull wing doors lift, Karate Kid, crane kick, no Jaden Smtih

whiter than the coke brush that they paint me with

sunk leather seats softer than an angels kiss

but the devil red, tires double tread

I’m posting parks up. that gets me double head

tight rope walking tryna keep a level head

the bright lights blind look what the devil did

yeah

It’s hip hop, this is euphemism for a new religion

the soul music for the slaves that the youth is missing

this is more than just my road to redemption

Malcolm West had the whole nation standing to attention

as long as I’m in Polo’s they think they got me

but they would try to crack me if they ever saw a black me

I thought I chose a field where they couldn’t sack me

if a n-gga aint running shootin a jump shot running a track meet

but this pimp is, on the top of mount Olympus

ready for the Worl’s game, this is my Olympics

we make ‘em say ho cause the game is so pimpish

choke a southpark writer with a fishstick

and I assisted to get up offa this d-ck

and these drugs, fans cant resist it

remember, remind of when they tried to have Ali enlisted

if I ever one of the greatest homie, I must have missed it!

Wow, they both went in!!!