Kanye West, Consequence - 03 Electic Relaxation lyrics

(You got to) Relax yourself
Or we'll back you down
Relax yourself, or we'll back you down
Relax yourself, or we'll back you down
Relax yourself, or we'll back you down
Relax yourself, or we'll back you down
All day long, man, we back in town

Homie check it out I got her mesmerized
So when your hooker choose Cons
She telling you "bye"
Street poetry is how your boy get paid
In that brand new Escalade, metallic
Black or beige
And when I walk up in the club
You know I do not pay aiiyo my man Kanyeezy
He got something to say

Aiyyo my name is Kanyeezy from the Roc-A fam
Where the Glocks don't jam, so when we pop
Them scrams see I showed you on "The


Champions" how we get down
So don't twist your lips up like Bobby Brown
You got B2K all on your bedroom wall
But if you be with Kan'
I'm gonna work your walls
Straight from the South Side of
Them Chi Town streets
The top three in the game
With these here beats

And if you talk about him
Aiyyo I take you out either with the nine
Or the Tec's in his mouth
And if that dime getting friendly
Then the orgy's at eight
But y'all niggas don't shine
So you couldn't relate

Relax yourself, or we'll back you down
(You couldn't relate)
Relax yourself, or we'll back you down
(You couldn't relate)
Relax yourself, or we'll back you down
(Yo, 'Quence?)
So relax yourself, or we'll back you down
Relax yourself, or we'll back you down
Relax yourself, or we'll back you down

'Quence was out the game
Now he's back to ball
Drive you insane, drop a tat at the mall
You staring at my rose-gold way too long
But I ain't scared to ride
That's why I wear Teflon
I took her on the ave' and
She expect me to trip
But I made her window shop while
I bought me some kicks
So if you want the drama, holler at your boy

Original rude boy like Pastor Troy
The G-500 is my favorite toy they say
"He don't look like a thug or a hood"
"But he keep them gorillas
So he still be good"
By the way my name is K, don't forget the A
And the N-Y-E, out in NYC
I'mma still rep the gold
No matter where I go
Everybody say I'm hot, I'm saying I'm cold
Hate when niggas leave the city
And switch up they raps on the real homie
I don't get down like that
I'mma milk the game, 'til we all can eat

Now the Chocolate Factory is what
I bump in my jeep so roll me up a L
But don't lace it with leak
'Cause that shit'll have me zoning
For a couple of weeks

Now your momma told you let the cleavage show
'Cause that's the best way to
Get a nigga with dough
They'll fake a pregnancy
And then call the attorney up
But she ain't know I'm
Cheaper than IKEA furniture

Kanye, White, Malik, Little and D
Menace, Skates to Lou and the Puffs from LB
They know that Consequence be
Wearing gold and ice
Cause I got out the projects
Where it's flooded with mice eh shorty
Let me tell you 'bout the rules of my nights
It seems I always keep it moving
I don't hit nothing twice

Relax yourself, or we'll back you down
Don't hit nothing twice relax yourself
Or we'll back you down
Don't hit nothing twice
Relax yourself, or we'll back you down
So relax yourself, or we'll back you down
(Kon Man Produc')
Relax yourself, or we'll back you down
(yeah! yeah)
Relax yourself, or we'll back you down
(It's the ROC)
Relax yourself, or we'll back you down
Relax yourself, or we'll back you down
Relax yourself, or we'll back you down
Relax yourself, or we'll back you down
Aw, damn, Kon Man, we back in town
(We back in town)
Relax yourself, or we'll back you down
(We back in town)
Relax yourself, or we'll back you down
(We back in town)
Relax yourself, or we'll back you down
(We back in town)
Relax yourself, or we'll back you down
(We back in town)
Relax yourself, or we'll back you down