Kanye West, Freeway, Yasiin Bey, The Boys Choir of Harlem - Two Words lyrics

Kanye West

Kanye West/Ye [Kanye Omari West] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸

Freeway [Philly Freezer]

[Kanye West, Freeway, Yasiin Bey, The Boys Choir of Harlem - Two Words lyrics]

We in the streets, playa, get your mail
It's only two places you end up:
Either dead or in jail still nowhere to go
Still nowhere to go now throw your hands up
Hustlers, busters, boosters, hoes
Everybody fuck that! Still nowhere to go
Still nowhere to go

Listen, two words: United States, no love
No breaks
Low brow, high stakes, crack smoke
Black folks
Big Macs, fat folks, ecstasy capsules
Presidential scandals, everybody move
Two words: Mos Def, K west, hot shit
Calm down, get back, ghetto people got this
Game 'pon lock shit, gun 'pon cock shit
We won't stop shit everybody move!
Two words: B-K, N-Y, Bed-Stuy
Too harsh, too hungry, too many, that's why
These streets know game, can't ball


Don't play
Heavy traffic, one lane everybody move!
Two words: Mos Def, Black Jack, hot shit
Calm down, get back, ghetto people got this
Game 'pon lock, gun 'pon cock
We won't stop everybody move!

Now throw your hands up
(Throw your hands up high)
Hustlers, busters, boosters, hoes
Everybody fuck that still nowhere to go
Still nowhere to go and keep your hands up
('Til they reach the sky)
Hustlers, busters, boosters, hoes
Everybody fuck that still nowhere to go
Still nowhere to go

Two words: Chi Town, Southside, worldwide
'Cause I rep that 'til I fuckin' die
One neck, two chains, one waist, two gats
One wall, twenty plaques, dues paid
Gimme that
I am limelight, Blueprint, five mics
Go-Getters rhyme like should've
Been signed twice
Most imitated, Grammy nominated
Hotel accommodated, cheerleader prom dated
Barbershop player hated
Mom-and-pop bootlegged it
Felt like it rained 'til the roof caved in
Two words: Chi Town raised me, crazy
So I live by two words: "Fuck you, pay me"
Screaming, "Jesus, save me"
You know how the game be
I can't let 'em change me
'Cause on judgment day, you gon' blame me
Look, God it's the same me
And I basically know now
We get racially profiled
'Cuffed up and hosed down
Pimped up and ho'd down
Plus, I got a whole city to hold down
From the bottom
So the top's the only place to go now

Now throw your hands up
(Throw your hands up high)
Hustlers, busters, boosters, hoes
Everybody fuck that still nowhere to go
Still nowhere to go

Two words: Freeway two letters: A-R
Turn y'all rap niggas to
Two words: fast runners like Jackie Joyner
You better sleep with your burner
The heat skeet, blow a reef through your car
My God two words: no guns, break arms
Break necks, break backs, Steven Seagal
Free, young boss, freshman of the Roc
With the beef in the pot
Jay sent for his dogs to brawl
Forget your squad, better 'fend for yourself
Have you screamin' out four words:
"Send for the law, " ugh
Two words: Freeway, slightly retarded
Fuck around, throw a clip in your artist
Leave with his broad

Red, white, blue, black (Throw your hands up)
Calm down, move back (Throw your hands up)
Motherfuckers askin', "Who is that?"
(Throw your hands up)
You know it's the almighty Black Jack
(Throw your hands up)
Mos Def, K west (Throw your hands up)
Ghetto people, get this shit off your chest
(Throw your hands up)
North to the south, to the east, to the west
(Throw your hands up)
Black Jack Johnson, it's no contest
(Throw your hands up)
(High) And show it to 'em like

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