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Kanye West And Jay-Z lyrics : "z - h.a.m."

It was all good just a week ago

^!$$%s feel theyselves


And then watch the throne drop


^!$$%s kill theyselves




What ^!$$%s gon' do ho?


This a new crack on a new stove

I'm in the two door, true that


^!$$%s tellin' me "You back?"




Like a ^!$$% ever left up out this (*##$, huh?


And if life a (*##$, suck my dick huh?


And I bet she $#&@ed the whole clique, huh

By the way ^!$$%, you should $#&@in' quit, ^!$$%





Just forget it, you talk it, I live it

Like Eli I did it, jokes on you mutha$#&@er and I get it


No paper ho, but you can have some more of me


Orgy, or are we speakin' methaphorically




Historically, I'm kickin' (*##$es out like pam, ^!$$%


Goin' H.A.M. ^!$$%, me and jigga

And a ^!$$% still young, wanna have no kids


But I've been practicing with some actresses as bad as %#@!




Had a few white girls, $$#es flat as %#@!


But the head so good, damn a ^!$$% glad he hit


Got 'em jumpin' out the building

Watch out below, a million out the door





I'm about to go H.A.M., hard as a mutha$#&@er

Let these ^!$$%s know who I am


I'm about to go H.A.M., hard as a mutha$#&@er


Let these ^!$$%s know who I am




$#&@ y'all mad at me for?


You don't even know what I've been through

I play chicken with a Mac truck


Y'all mutha$#&@ers woulda been moved




I swam waters with great whites

Y'all mutha$#&@ers woulda been chewed

I hustle with vultures late nights


Y'all mutha$#&@ers woulda been food




$#&@ wrong with these dudes?

Try to walk around in these shoes

See the %#@! I saw growing up


And maybe you can take a peek at these boos



^!$$%s fantasize about the %#@! that I do daily like


These rappers rap about all the %#@! that I do really

I'm like really half a billi ^!$$%, really you got baby money

Keep it real with ^!$$%s, ^!$$%s ain't got my lady money




Watch the throne, don't step on our robe

Bad enough we let you step on our glow

When my nephew died, daddy dead


^!$$%s took the price on my uncle's head



Nobody called the cops as my uncle bled


So I feel like I would like to know my uncle's bread

Bow down, brother pay homage

Don't spill hate all on my garments




Commes Des Garçons, $#&@ you're fresh

Head shots ^!$$% $#&@ your vests

$#&@ the pig, no pork on my fork


Peace God, 'cause you know a ^!$$% just went H.A.M.



Hard as a mutha$#&@er, let these ^!$$%s know who I am

Yeah I'm 'bout to go H.A.M.

Hard as a mutha$#&@er, let these ^!$$%s know who I am

Yeah I'm 'bout to go HAM

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