Kanye West, Common - Better Than Yours lyrics

My raps is better than yours
My plaques is better than yours
My tracks is better than yours
You can have one but I have to charge

We can start with the hit's on my
Arm I already got the bomb
Now all I need is my first LP to go gold
Then I will have the qualm uh uh uh uh uh uh
I'm Kon the Louis Vuitton Don
Bought my Mom a purse now
She Louis Vuitton Mom
Still might throw on a little low arm they
Want me to stop go on go on
They don't want me to shop
And me spending that hard
Oh my God is that a black card
I turned around and replied why yes
But I prefer the term
African American Express

My plaques is better than yours
My raps is better than yours
My tracks is better than yours
You can have one but I have to charge

La la, la la, la off MTV
La la, la la, la
When you gonna go out with me

Brains Power and Muscle like
Dame Puffy and Russell
Your boy back on his hustle don't
Know you don't discuss you
Every rapper want to know when
They can get to work
Every stylist want to know where
They can get the shirts
Everybody ripping my style like
The shit that hurts
But they don't give me my credit
That's the shit that hurts
There's something I might say
There's something I might play
A beat I might made might
Make they life change
And save they whole deal
They wrist is on chill
They house is on hill
You could be Lauryn Hill
See y'all write songs to keep the lights on
I'ma go in Def Jam and turn the brights on
Man I'm just sayin'
When I wanted to rap y'all
Thought I was just playin'
Now y'all just prayin'

My raps is better than yours
My plaques is better than yours
My tracks is better than yours
You can have one but I have to charge

You was a vic in high school, now you a thug?
Better step in the name of love
Before you giving pain a hug
Needing dope is like pain to drugs
Or aiming slugs til the game unplugged
Like a scoreboard with vice and warlords
Hot merchandise prices they want more for it
You was pink as ice single
Need to think it twice
Over the bitch and you came out
Like freaks in the night
Freed your mind at a cheaper price
On the street trying to seek advice
I'm on point like I speak to dice
Took the underground at a steeper heights
May real niggas see the light
Got fat girls eating right

Haha, we in this bitch, yeah hahaha
It's Common and Kanye
Y'all niggas know what time it is
Motherfuckers chi Town, DJ Pharris
Heavy Hitters what up? Mike Love What Up?
DJ Enuff
Pharrell! That's my favorite producer
By the way that's why I had to rap on this
'Cause his tracks is better than yours
My tracks is better than yours
Just Blaze tracks is better than yours
You can have one but we all gonna
Charrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrge aaawwwww
Plain Pat, what up? Big John, what up?
John Mnop, what up? Don C, what up?
JB, what up? GLC, what up?
Bang, what up? yeah really Doe, what up?
Arrowstar, what up? yeah!
Oh, and did I mention the
New head of my management, benny Medina?
Yo G, Hop, we taxin these niggas right now
Plain Pat what up? That's all