[Hook]
This is something like the Holocaust, millions of our people lost
Bow our heads and pray to the Lord 'til I die I'm-a $#&@ing ball

Now who gon stop me? Who gon stop me huh?
Who gon stop me? Who gon stop me, huh?
(Black cards, black cars, black on black, black broads

Whole lotta money in a black bag, black strap: you know what that's for)

[Verse 1: Jay-Z]

Who gon stop me?
No brakes, I need State Farm, so many watches I need eight arms
One neck but got eight charms, who gon stop me huh?


[Kanye]
^!$$%s talking, they (*##$made, Ixnay off my dicksnay

That's Pig Latin, itch-bay, who gon stop me huh?
Last night ain't go so well, got kicked up out the hotel
Got a little freaky like Marvin Albert, "Yes!" Tell Howard Cosell

You're just a commentator if you getting paper
Everybody I know from the hood got common haters
In some relations you're just supposed to say none

Heard she $#&@ed the doorman, well that's cool I $#&@ed the waitress
Heard Yeezy was racist, well, I guess that's on one basis
I only like green faces


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[Verse 2: Kanye]
Y'all weed purple, my money purple
Y'all Steve Urkel, I'm Oprah's circle

I wrote the verse that I hope will hurt you

[Jay-Z]

Who gon stop me hah? Beat the odds
Beat the Feds, it wouldn't be wise to bet against the kid
Start me broke, I bet I get rich, night shift: six to six

Give me one shot, one pot, I'll show up in all white, wearin no socks
No ceiling, new coupe, they know I'm a dope boy, they don't have no proof
I'm three steps removed, I know how to move, it's looking like, I don't know how to lose

I'm winning again, I'm at the Wynn, I'm at the table, I'm gamblin
Lucky lefty, I expect a seven, I went through hell, I'm expectin heaven
I'm owed, I throwed and I stuck to the G-code

I'm here, oh yeah, I promise I ain't going nowhere
Okay here, like a hare, like a rabbit, I like karats
I'm allergic to havin bunny ears like broke, like nope

Like ha, I ain't no joke, I can't be stopped, like nope, like nope!
Extend the beat, Noah, two seats in the 911, no limit on the Black Card
Told y'all I was gonna go H·A·M 'til ocean was my backyard

No lies in my verses, please pardon all the curses
%#@! gotta come some way, $#&@, when you're growing up worthless
Middle finger to my old life, special shoutout to my old head

If it wasn't for your advice, a ^!$$% would have been so dead
I'm living life til these ^!$$%s kill me, turn this up if these ^!$$%s feel me
I'm riding dirty, tryna get filthy, Pablo Picasso, Rothkos, Rilkes

Graduated to the MoMA, and I did all of this without a diploma
Graduated from the corner, y'all can play me for a mutha$#&@in fool if you wanna
Street-smart and I'm book smart coulda been a chemist cause I cook smart

Only thing that can stop me is me and I'mma stop when the hook start, hold up

[Hook]