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Kanye West And Jay-Z : Lift Off lyrics

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Kanye West And Jay-Z lyrics : "Lift Off"

Before I start, rest in peace d al
With that said take a %#@! on these cows
I used to sail white, play the race car

Now I ball rap about it, call this %#@! sports bar
Going hard,... over time
Loaded... fold you up, futon

... from the sun, I'm that high
Counting ones, make a lot of bread like the pro sun
Better slow it up, we fliest you know

I'm the one who know, flow cold free yo
Take a number 2, %#@! on all ya
I'm here to clean the game, you seen the lights on

Most talk raw how they flip for a profit
No rap gods, they all false prophets
Stop it, your brakes ain't broke

Therefore your career can come to a hold
Like a top that a chick wear, really don't care
You get beat like a snail

Flavor in your ear, flow ugly... riding that trap
You hit a lot of dears in the process
You don't... rap, I be in your area

Probability, 12 to 1 not fair to ya
I handle ya
... with the verbal gun, my boss tight

Virgin none
Jag some mike in a hurry
They killed the %#@!, car...

Sorry but life's not a game no
I bag a lot of cheese call me just the cheeto
Free throws know I'm taking easy shots

Balling ain't nothing when you practice a lot
And y'all want some top
Little mama was good

I tell her like this, get the... says bad luck
She knocking on wood
So hood, swag's on live

If y'all the best living, nobody alive
... I'm so sick... got a bad chick
Nicknamed her lassie

Flashy, see me I'm shining
Blow your brains out, leave you absent minded
The name to me timeless, so you can call me butter

The... street like a god damn clocker
Word to your mother, I'm here for dum rap put her on the track
Sell cats plus some stacks how about that

Clock gas get you...
I mean that %#@! from the bottom of my heart
Working too hard I'm in the front row's apart

Who got boss, tell them that guy
Enjoy these mixtapes, time flies

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