Kanye West

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• Titre : All Falls Down
• Album : The College Dropout
• Année : 2003

Paroles :

Oh when it all, it all falls down
I'm telling you ohh, it all falls down

Man I promise, she's so self conscious
She has no idea what she's doing in college
That major that she majored in don't make no money
But she won't drop out, her parents will look at her funny
Now, tell me that ain't insecurrre
The concept of school seems so secure
Sophmore three years aint picked a career
She like fuck it, I'll just stay down herre and do hair
Cause that's enough money to buy her a few pairs of new Airs
Cause her baby daddy don't really care
She's so precious with the peer pressure
Couldn't afford a car so she named her daughter Alexus
She had hair so long that it looked like weave
Then she cut it all off now she look like Eve
And she be dealing with some issues that you can't believe
Single black female addicted to retail and well

Oh when it all, it all falls down
I'm telling you ohh, it all falls down
Oh when it all, it all falls down
I'm telling you ohh, it all falls down


Man I promise, I'm so self conscious
That's why you always see me with at least one of my watches
Rollies and Pasha's done drove me crazy
I can't even pronounce nothing, pass that versace!
Then I spent 400 bucks on this
Just to be like nigga you ain't up on this!
And I can't even go to the grocery store
Without some ones thats clean and a shirt with a team
It seems we living the american dream
But the people highest up got the lowest self esteem
The prettiest people do the ugliest things
For the road to riches and diamond rings
We shine because they hate us, floss cause they degrade us
We trying to buy back our 40 acres
And for that paper, look how low we a'stoop
Even if you in a Benz, you still a nigga in a coop

Oh when it all, it all falls down
I'm telling you ohh, it all falls down
Oh when it all, it all falls down
I'm telling you ohh, it all falls down

I say fuck the police, thats how I treat em
We buy our way out of jail, but we can't buy freedom
We'll buy a lot of clothes when we don't really need em
Things we buy to cover up what's inside
Cause they make us hate ourself and love they wealth
That's why shortys hollering "where the ballas' at?"
Drug dealer buy Jordans, crackhead buy crack
And a white man get paid off of all of that
But I ain't even gon act holier than thou
Cause fuck it, I went to Jacob with 25 thou
Before I had a house and I'd do it again
Cause I wanna be on 106 and Park pushing a Benz
I wanna act ballerific like it's all terrific
I got a couple past due bills, I won't get specific
I got a problem with spending before I get it
We all self conscious I'm just the first to admit it


Oh when it all, it all falls down
I'm telling you ohh, it all falls down
Oh when it all, it all falls down
I'm telling you ohh, it all falls down
Oh when it all, it all falls down
I'm telling you ohh, it all falls down
Oh when it all, it all falls down
I'm telling you ohh, it all falls down

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• Titre : Homecoming (Ft. Chris Martin)
• Album : Graduation
• Année : 2007

Paroles :

[ Kanye West]
Yeee.
And you say Chi city,
Chi city, Chi city

[Chris Martin]
I'm coming home again.
Do you think about me now and then?
Do you think about me now and then?
Cause I'm coming home again
Being home again.

[Kanye West]
I met this girl when I was three years old
And what I loved most she had so much soul
She said, excuse me little homie, I know you don't know me- but,
My name is Windy and, I like to blow trees and,
From that point I never blow her off,
Niggas come from outta town I like to show her off,
They like to act tough, she like to tow em off,
And make em straighten up their hat, cause she know they soft
And when I grew up she showed me how to go downtown
And at nighttime my face lit up so astounding
And I told her in my heart is where she always be
She never mess with entertainers cause they always leave
She said it felt like they walked and drove on me
Knew I was gang affiliated got on TV and told on me
I guess it's why last winter she got so cold on me
She said, Ye keep making that, keep making that platinum and gold for me

[Chris Martin]
Do you think about me now and then?
Do you think about me now and then?
Cause I'm coming home again
Being home again
Do you think about me now and then?
Do you think about me now and then?
Oooh, now I'm coming home again

Maybe we can start again

[Kanye West]
But if you really care for her, then you would n-never hit the airport,
To follow your dream, sometimes I still talk to her, but when I talk to her
It always seems like she talking about me,
She said you left your kids and they just like you
They wanna rap and make soul beats just like you,
But they just not you and I just got through
Talking bout what niggas trying to do just not new
Now everybody got the game figured out all wrong
I guess you never know what you got till its gone
I guess this is why I'm here and I cant come back home
And guess when I heard that when I was back home
Every interview I'm representing you making you proud
Reach for the stars so if you fall you land on a cloud
Jump in the crowd, spark you lighters, wave em around,
And if you don't know by now, I'm talking about Chit town,

[Chris Martin]
Do you think about me now and then?
Do you think about me now and then?
Cause I'm coming home again
Maybe, do you remember when fireworks at lake Michigan
Oooh, now I'm coming home again
Being home again
Maybe, do you remember when fireworks at lake Michigan
Oooh, now I'm coming home again
Maybe we can start again

Loyee oyeee oh, loyee oyeee oh
Coming home again
Loyee oyeee oh, loyee oyeee oh
Coming home again
Maybe we can start again

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• Titre : Good Life (Ft. T-Pain)
• Album : Graduation
• Année : 2007

Paroles :

Like we always do at this time
I go for mine, I got to shine
Now throw your hands up in the sky
I gotta go for mine, I got to shine
Now throw your hands up in the sky
(I'm a get on this TV mama, I'm a...
I'm a put shit down)
Ay (Ayy) Ay (Ayy) Ay (Ayy) Ay
I'm good

Welcome to the good life
Where niggas that sell D
Won't even get pulled over in they new V
The good life, let's go on a living' spree
Shit they say the best things in life are free
The good life, it feel like Atlanta
It feel like L.A., it feel like Miami
It feel like N.Y., summertime Chi
I (Now throw your hands up in the sky)
So I roll through good
Y'all pop the trunk, I pop the hood, Ferrari
And she got the goods
And she got that ass, I got to look, sorry
Yo it's got to be cause I'm seasoned
Haters give me them salty looks, Lawry's

50 told me go 'head switch the style up
And if they hate then let 'em hate
And watch the money pile up,
The good life

Now I, I go for mine, I got to shine.
Now throw your hands up in the sky.
Now I, I go for mine, I got to shine.
Now throw your hands up in the sky.
(I'm a get on this TV mama, I'm a...
I'm a put shit down)
Ay (Ayy) Ay (Ayy) Ay (Ayy) Ay
I'm good

Welcome to the good life
Where we like the girls who ain't on TV
Cause they got more
Ass than the models
The good life, so keep it coming' with the bottles
Till she feel boozed like she bombed out Apollo
The good life, it feel like Houston
It feel like Philly, it feel like D.C.
It feel like VA, or the Bay, or Yay
Ayy, this is the good life
(Welcome to the good life)
Homie, tell me what's good
Why I only got a problem when you in the hood
(Welcome to the good life)
Like I'm new in the hood, the only thing I wish?
I wish a nigga would
(Welcome to the good life)
He probably think he could, but, but
I don't think he should
(Welcome to the good life)

50 told me go 'head switch the style up
And if they hate then let 'em hate
And watch the money pile up
The good life

Now I, I go for mine, I got to shine.
Now throw your hands up in the sky.
Now I, I go for mine, I got to shine.
Now throw your hands up in the sky.
(I'm a get on this TV mama, I'm a...
I'm a put shit down)
Ay (Ayy) Ay (Ayy) Ay (Ayy) Ay
I'm good

Have you ever popped champagne on a plane
While getting' some brain
Whipped it out, she said "I never seen snakes on a plane"
Whether you broke or rich you gotta get izz
Having money's the everything that having' it is
I was splurging' on trizz
But when I get my card back activated
I'm back to Vegas cause
I always had a passion for flashing' before I had it
I close my eyes and imagine, the good life

(Is the good life better than the life I live
When I thought that I was gonna go crazy
And now my grandma ain't the only girl calling me baby
And if you feeling' me now then put your hands up in the sky
And let me hear you say hey, hey, hey, ooh.
I'm good.)

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• Titre : Touch The Sky (Feat. Lupe Fiasco)
• Album : Late Registration
• Année : 2005

Paroles :

I gotta testify, come up in the spot looking extra fly
For the day I die, I'mma touch the sky
Gotta testify, come up in the spot looking extra fly
For the day I die, I'mma touch the sky

Back when they thought pink polo's would hurt the Roc,
Before Cam got the shit to pop, the doors was closed.
I felt like Bad Boy's street team, I couldn't work the Lox (locks).
Now let's go.
Take 'em back to the plan...
Me and my momma hopped in the U-Haul van.
Any pessimists I ain't talked to them,
Plus, I ain't have no phone in my apartment.
Let's take 'em back to the club.
Least about an hour I would stand on line,
I just wanted to dance.
I went to Jacob an hour after I got my advance.
I just wanted to shine.
Jay's favorite line: "Dog, in due time"
Now he look at me, like "Damn, dog, you where I am"
A hip hop legend.
I think I died in an accident, cause this must be heaven.



Now let's take 'em high-igh-igh-igh-igh-igh la la la la la la la
Top of the world, baby. T-Top of the world
Now let's take 'em high-igh-igh-igh-igh-igh la la la la la la la
Top of the world, baby. T-Top of the world

Back when Gucci was the shit to rock,
Back when Slick Rick got the shit to pop,
I'd do anything to say "I got it".
Damn, them new loafers hurt my pocket.
Before anybody wanted K-West beats,
Me and my girl split the buffet at KFC.
Dog, I was having nervous breakdowns,
Like "Damn, these niggas that much better than me?"
Baby, I'm going on an airplane,
And I don't know if I'll be back again.
Sure enough, I sent the plane tickets,
But when she came to kick it, things became different.
Any girl I cheated on, sheets I skeeted on.
I couldn't keep it home, I thought I needed a Nia Long.
I'm trying to write my wrongs,
But it's funny these same wrongs helped me write this song.
Now,


I gotta testify, come up in the spot looking extra fly
For the day you die, You gonna touch the sky
You gonna touch the sky babygirl!
Testify, come up in the spot
Looking extra fly
For the day you die, You gonna touch the sky

Yes, yes, yes guess who's on third?
Lupe still like Lupin the Third.
Hear life here till I'm beer on the curb
Peach fuzz buzz but beard on the verge
Slow it down like we're on the serve
Bottle-shaped body like Mrs. Butterworth's.
But, before you say another word,
I'm back on the block like a man on the street.
I'm trying to stop lion like a Mum-Ra,
But I'm not lying when I'm laying on the beat.
Engarde, Touch Lupe cool as the Unthar,
But I still feel as possessed as a gun charge.
I come as correct as a porn star,
In a fresh pair of steps and my best foreign car.
So, I represent the first.
Now, let me end my verse right where the horns are like

I gotta testify, come up in the spot looking extra fly
For the day you die, You gonna touch the sky
You gonna touch the sky babygirl!
Testify, come up in the spot
Looking extra fly
For the day you die, You gonna touch the sky

We back at home, baby
Sky high
I'm, I'm sky high
I'm, I'm sky high
I'm, I'm sky high
I'm, I'm sky high
I'm, I'm sky high
Sky, Sky high
I'm, I'm sky high
Yeah! (Keep it rolling)
Feels good to be home, baby! Feels good to be home!