
Alpha Omega (Demo) Skepta (Ft. Kanye West)
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[Intro: Kanye West]
When you this high, you might need a parachute
[Verse 1: Kanye West]
Okay, I popped out, copped the antique
She want all the perks, flights to France, oui
On a nude beach, tits and ass cheeks, I'm finna crash out
Can't get rid of me, that's what they really mad 'bout
The epitome of pitiful, you washed out
I hit the bank, stacked out all the cash, I done cashed out
Guess you could say my spirit animal's a cash cow
If niggas really up and rayin' up, it's man down
[Bridge: Wookie]
Fugitive in hiding from yourself
Always slip-sliding
Everyday a mask you're wearing
Trying to show you're surviving
On the run from soul to soul
But you can never find your goal
You lose the spirit at the cost
And now your soul it could be lost
[Chorus: Kanye West & Skepta]
Where's his man? Woah, get yo man, woah
When it's war time, I go Rambo
You wan' tap dance, you a sambo
It's too many flows, I got ample
I just give and go, like I planned through
It don't make it true 'cause you said it's true
When you this high, you might need a parachute
(When you this high, you might need a parachute)
(Trust)
[Intro: Kanye West]
When you this high, you might need a parachute
[Verse 1: Kanye West]
Okay, I popped out, copped the antique
She want all the perks, flights to France, oui
On a nude beach, tits and ass cheeks, I'm finna crash out
Can't get rid of me, that's what they really mad 'bout
The epitome of pitiful, you washed out
I hit the bank, stacked out all the cash, I done cashed out
Guess you could say my spirit animal's a cash cow
If niggas really up and rayin' up, it's man down
[Bridge: Wookie]
Fugitive in hiding from yourself
Always slip-sliding
Everyday a mask you're wearing
Trying to show you're surviving
On the run from soul to soul
But you can never find your goal
You lose the spirit at the cost
And now your soul it could be lost
[Chorus: Kanye West & Skepta]
Where's his man? Woah, get yo man, woah
When it's war time, I go Rambo
You wan' tap dance, you a sambo
It's too many flows, I got ample
I just give and go, like I planned through
It don't make it true 'cause you said it's true
When you this high, you might need a parachute
(When you this high, you might need a parachute)
(Trust)
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