Kanye West - 2004 Tim Westwood Freestyle lyrics

I told her to drive over after dude crib
Bring a couple new friends
Them last girls was too thick
How you expect me to hit?
You wanna watch Clueless
I wanna watch Foolish excuse me, miss
I don't appreciate your rudeness
But if you strip
I will appreciate your nudeness
I heard the best head come
From girls that is toothless
Yeah my game ruthless, yeah my car roofless
Spit that "Through The Wire" over Chaka Khan
Ruthless she said she had a friend
Look like Janet Jackson
That bitch came over lookin'
More like Freddie Jackson
Nah, nah, nah, baby
Won't be no time for no action
I'm just gon' play this "Slow Jamz
" holla at your man

Old school like Melle Mel
Or we could go to the D where Drelle Drel
Or DC, PG, or ATL
Back in Chi, I mean my life like a magazine
Honey wanna know the details about my ebony
Well that's XXL
Father penthouse, yeah that's upscale
Mademoiselle got a hell of a black tail
I'm feelin' the vibe, her body and soul
I heard you stay in a metropolitan home
Well let's kill all the pollyin'
I offer you a Cosmopolitan
Let's jet out the club, get some oxygen
Your friends say I'm a player
You'd be lucky to keep me
You know people gon' be
Talkin' 'bout us weekly
My car be in a robbery
P-O-R T but what's more important
To me is that don't be comin' 'round my girl
Tryna act like Mr friendly
And steal the spotlight like Mr bentley
I spotted her like Spud McKenzie
And for them fake boobies, I paid them Benjis
Get your own i got Paris, he got Nicky
He tried to get him a clone
He said, "Ye, you know you got extra hoes
And everything you do is extra cold"
From the Polo fleece to the Jesus piece
I got family in high places like Jesus niece
Can I please say my peace?
If y'all fresh to death then I'm deceased
And this one here is a heat rock
Spit like a beatbox the way the beat rocks
New version of Pete Rock
But for that Benz I get CL love
So I switched my girls around like 3L dub
My favorite girl wanna leave me just
Because I got a girlfriend
My freak girl told me now she's a Christian
My white girl wanna move back to Michigan
I'm pullin' girls off the bench
Like a 6th man
I'm in the club pullin' the same old two step
While Omegas doin' the same old Q step
I had my money on my mind
I was thinkin' green
She a pledge, AKA, she was pink and green
I want a good girl, she want a gentleman
We sayin' the same thing like a synonym
I wasn't really spittin' game
I was scrimmagin'
My penmanship is so hard it needs censorship
I'm a Chicagoan 'til Chicago wins
'Til we blow like Chicago wind
I don't know what's better
Gettin' laid or gettin' paid
I just know when I'm gettin'
One the other's gettin' away
I have to say, we goin' to mass today
We have to pray
These niggas is wack and aye I have to say
Since Pac passed away
Most these niggas don't even deserve
A track from me first of all
Let's get rid of them Louis Vuitton boots
And get your tall ass out that C-Class coupe
You see the whiskey
Had them girls feelin' frisky
You was with me, she said
"Who's your sensei?"
And even if they wanna get busy
And freaky like Missy and roll some weed up
You'll roll 3 blunts and fuck up 3 blunts
Mothafucka you would fuck up a free lunch
Dawg, keep it right thurr like Chingy
Your girl don't like me? How
Long has she been gay?
Spanish girls ask me, "No habla ingles"
And everybody wanna run to
Me for their sin-glay
It's funny how these wack niggas need my help
Wasn't around when I couldn't feed myself
Dawg if I was you I wouldn't feel myself
Dawg if I was you I'd kill myself
That Ethiopian chick drinkin'
Straight up liquor i told her I'm Nigerian
That's straight up nigga
She claimed she ain't hear me
On "The Bounce" with Jigga
She claimed she ain't see me
On the basement with Tigga
Them both my niggas, I suppose
I might have been doin' a
Lil' frontin' for the hoes
When I flip flows, I rip shows
And your girlfriends, can I hit those?
I don't know if it's me, or do them Uggs
Got girl's feets lookin' like sheepskin rugs
Some rhyme with her name, some rhyme nameless
Don't try to treat me like I ain't famous
My apologies, are you into astrology?
Cause umm i'm tryna make it to your anus
See that's a little Don Juan game
All across your chest like Sean John's name
Niggas tryna figure out since Kan' came
Who the rookie of the year:
Me or LeBron James? They said
"Woah don't get caught up in the hype"
Ain't no tellin' they gon'
Love you after tonight
Well if tonight's the night, pop bottles
Fuck models
Spend moeny 'til you're broke, my nigga
Live your life
Cause I'm livin' international, nigga
The American dream
All my dawgs is livin' vicariously through me
If I get head from Drene
That's one for the team
Cause 702, that's one for the crew
My dawg Hip-Hop really love Claudette
So if I ever get to smash
This fuck's for you
I can barely drive the G5 down King Drive
Cause like a Brinks truck
They know there's money inside

I'ma take a little intermission
I'ma let y'all just talk about how good I
Rap for a minute and I'ma come back

So I dropped out of school cause
I'm tryna eff the tutor
Her ex man drove a Mercury Cougar
I hit her with this maneuver
He just couldn't recuper'
I'm tryna stab one like Jack The Ripper
I'm tryna stab two like Jack The Tripper
My nigga Tone been locked for a minute
He come home, he from the skreets
He gon' want him some skrippers
And I'm a big tipper
I don't even be trippin'
This my first real Rolex
It don't even be tickin'
This my first pair of earrings I
Can wear in the shower
Without 'em cloudin' up in a half an hour
So that basically mean my paper gettin' jean
4 Gs in the Rocawear jeans
This top red hot like Anthony Kiedis
You see this? These are the sweetest Adidas
We fire, y'all retire
All ugly people, please be quiet
Hov ain't get a beat from me in a minute
He heard "Just to Get By" and I was re-hired
I got a track right now that could save Mya
Laughs I do though