[Chorus: Really Doe] You motherfuckers better do your job and roll up And watch how we roll up, and I can't control it, can't hold it, it's so nuts I take a sip of that 'gnac, I wanna fuck I take a hit of that chronic, it got me stuck But really what's amazing is how I keep blazing Towel under the door, we smoke until the day's end Puff-puff, then pass, don't fuck up rotation Hpnotiq for Henny? Now, nigga, that's a chaser Turn nothing to something, now, pimping, that's a savior Best things are green, now, pimpin', get your paper High off the ground, from stair to skyscraper Cool out, thinking we local, c'mon, homie, we major [Post-Chorus: Kanye West] We major? C'mon, homie, we major We major? C'mon, homie, we major We major! C'mon, homie, we major We major! C'mon
[Verse 1: Kanye West] Feeling better than some head on a Sunday afternoon Better than a chick that say "Yes" too soon Until you have a daughter; that's what I call karma And you pray to God she don't grow breasts too soon Projects tore up, gang signs is thrown up Niggas hats broke off, that's how we grow up Why else you think shorties write rhymes? Just to blow up? Get they first car and then, IRS show up He ain't never had shit, but he had that nine Nigga come through flicking and he had that shine Put two and two together and a little bad weather Gon' be your whole family on that funeral line Asked the reverend, "Was the strip clubs cool? If my tips helped send a pretty girl through school?" That's all I want, like winos want they good whiskey I ain't in the Klan, but I brought my hood with me
[Chorus: Really Doe] You motherfuckers better do your job and roll up And watch how we roll up, and I can't control it, can't hold it, it's so nuts I take a sip of that 'gnac, I wanna fuck I take a hit of that chronic, it got me stuck But really what's amazing is how I keep blazing Towel under the door, we smoke until the day's end Puff puff, then pass, don't fuck up rotation Hpnotiq for Henny? Now, nigga, that's a chaser Turn nothing to something, now, pimping, that's a savior Best things are green, now, pimpin', get your paper High off the ground, from stair to skyscraper Cool out, thinking we local, c'mon, homie, we major
[Post-Chorus: Nas] We major? C'mon, homie, we major We major? C'mon, homie, we major We major! C'mon, homie, we major We major! C'mon, homie, we major
[Verse 2: Nas] I heard the beat and I ain't know what to write First line—should it be about the hoes or the ice? Four-fours or Black Christ? Both flows'd be nice Rap about big paper or the black man plight At the studio console, asked my man to the right "What this verse sound like? Should I freestyle or write? He said, "Nas, what the fans want is Illmatic, still" Looked at the pad and pencil, and jotted what I feel Been like twelve years since a nigga first signed Now, I'm a free agent, and I'm thinking it's time To build my very own Motown 'Cause rappers be deprived of executive nine-to-fives And it hurts to see these companies be stealing the life And I love to give my blood, sweat and tears to the mic So y'all copped the LPs and y'all fiends got dealt I'm Jesse Jackson on the balcony when King got killed I survived the livest niggas around Lasted longer than more than half of you clowns Look, I used to cook before I had the game took Either way, my change came like Sam Cooke
[Refrain: Tony Williams & Nas] Ba-dop-ba-ba (Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah) Feeling better than I ever felt before today Like better late than never; it's orientation Still, we can make it better, throwing all your cares away Oh, oh, oh, ooh!
[Chorus: Really Doe & Tony Williams] You motherfuckers better do your job and roll up And watch how we roll up, and (Ba-dop-ba-ba) I can't control it, I can't hold it, it's so nuts I take a sip of that 'gnac, I wanna fuck I take a hit of that chronic, it got me stuck But really what's amazing is how I keep blazing Towel under the door, we smoke until the day's end Puff-puff, then pass, don't fuck up rotation Hpnotiq for Henny? Now, nigga, that's a chaser (Oh, oh, oh, ooh!) Turn nothing to something, now, pimping, that's a savior (Ba-dop-ba-ba) Best things are green, now, pimpin', get your paper High off the ground, from stair to skyscraper Cool out, thinking we local, c'mon, homie, we major
[Post-Chorus: Kanye West & Nas] We major? (C'mon, homie, we major) We major? (C'mon, homie, we major) We major! (C'mon, homie, we major) We major!
[Refrain: Tony Williams] Oh, oh, oh, ooh! Ba-dop-ba-ba Feeling better than I ever felt before today But better late than never; it's orientation Still, we can make it better, throwing all your cares away!
[Interlude: Kanye West & Tony Williams] Can I talk my shit again? Can I talk my shit again? I can't believe I'm back up in this motherfucker I'ma be late, though I gotta figure out what I'm finna wear Yeah The Roc is definitely in the building G.O.O.D. Music's definitely in the building, ugh I gotta say "What's up" to Tony Williams On the vocals! Sings—He sings quite beautifully, don't you agree? Don't you agree? Ugh And Jon Brion on the keys right now And Warryn Campbell on the keys right now So they asked me: "Why you call it Late Registration, 'Ye?" 'Cause we takin' these motherfuckers back to school La, la, la, la-la-la-la la If you know this part right here, feel free to sing along La la la la la, la-la-la
[Refrain: Tony Williams & Kanye West] Ba-dop-bop-ba (Oh) Feeling better than I ever felt before today (If you feeling good) But better late than never; it's orientation (It's orientation) But we can make it better, throwing all your cares away
[Outro] We want you to get used to this Oh, oh, oh, ooh! Ba-dop-bop-ba Ugh, they can't do what we do, baby Uh-uh, uh-uh! They can't do what we do baby Uh-uh, uh-uh! They can't do what we do, baby Yeah Oh, oh, oh, ooh!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
