[Intro: Talib Kweli & Kanye West]
Alright. In case y'all don't know, he did "H to the Izzo", he did "Takeover", he did "Guess Who's Back", he did my joint "Good to You", he did "Turn Out The Lights". Give it up for my nigga Kanye West, you know what I'm saying? Now Kanye, y'all also don't know my man got skills, he's a rapper, he's on my projects, so I want him to bust a verse, can we let my man bust a verse? What's up Kanye, what's up? (They gonna play my beat, they gonna play my beat?) Yeah, yeah, chops, listen. Woo, woo, woo, mic check, mic check-
[Verse 1: Kanye West]
Golly, more of that bullshit ice rap
I got to 'pologize to Mos and Kweli (probably)
But is it cool to rap about gold
If I told the world I copped it from Ghana and Mali? (Mali!)
First nigga with a Benz and a backpack
Ice chain, Carti lens, and a knapsack
Always said if I rapped I'd say somethin' significant
But now I'm rappin' 'bout money, hoes, and rims again
And it's still about the Benjamins
Big faced hundreds and whatever other synonyms
Strippers named Cinnamon
More chips than Pentium
What'cha gon' buy next? Whatever new trend it is
I'm tryin' to spend my stacks
And I'm so broke I look back like "Damn, was I on crack?"
I mean two platinum chains, was I on that?
What the hell was wrong with me dog?
Sing along with me y'all
[Hook: Kanye West & Talib Kweli]
New York City here! New York City here!
New York City here! New York City here!
It's like, guess who's bizzack, back on the track with the blow
Kanye to-the, representing his gold
Guess who's come back, better than I supposed
Heard that beat, shit it's all I know
Guess who's bizzack, live from the Plaza
The Roc' is definitely in the building
Back on the track, yeah, yeah, yeah
Alright. In case y'all don't know, he did "H to the Izzo", he did "Takeover", he did "Guess Who's Back", he did my joint "Good to You", he did "Turn Out The Lights". Give it up for my nigga Kanye West, you know what I'm saying? Now Kanye, y'all also don't know my man got skills, he's a rapper, he's on my projects, so I want him to bust a verse, can we let my man bust a verse? What's up Kanye, what's up? (They gonna play my beat, they gonna play my beat?) Yeah, yeah, chops, listen. Woo, woo, woo, mic check, mic check-
[Verse 1: Kanye West]
Golly, more of that bullshit ice rap
I got to 'pologize to Mos and Kweli (probably)
But is it cool to rap about gold
If I told the world I copped it from Ghana and Mali? (Mali!)
First nigga with a Benz and a backpack
Ice chain, Carti lens, and a knapsack
Always said if I rapped I'd say somethin' significant
But now I'm rappin' 'bout money, hoes, and rims again
And it's still about the Benjamins
Big faced hundreds and whatever other synonyms
Strippers named Cinnamon
More chips than Pentium
What'cha gon' buy next? Whatever new trend it is
I'm tryin' to spend my stacks
And I'm so broke I look back like "Damn, was I on crack?"
I mean two platinum chains, was I on that?
What the hell was wrong with me dog?
Sing along with me y'all
[Hook: Kanye West & Talib Kweli]
New York City here! New York City here!
New York City here! New York City here!
It's like, guess who's bizzack, back on the track with the blow
Kanye to-the, representing his gold
Guess who's come back, better than I supposed
Heard that beat, shit it's all I know
Guess who's bizzack, live from the Plaza
The Roc' is definitely in the building
Back on the track, yeah, yeah, yeah
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