Kanye West, Nas, Really Doe - We Major lyrics

You motherfuckers better do your
Job and roll up
And watch how we roll up, and
I can't control it, can't hold it
It's so nuts
I take a sip of that 'gnac, I wanna fuck
I take a hit of that chronic, it got me stuck
But really what's amazing is
How I keep blazing towel under the door
We smoke until the day's end
Puff-puff, then pass, don't fuck up rotation
Hpnotiq for Henny? Now, nigga
That's a chaser
Turn nothing to something, now, pimping
That's a savior
Best things are green, now, pimpin'
Get your paper
High off the ground, from stair to skyscraper
Cool out, thinking we local, c'mon, homie
We major

We major? C'mon, homie, we major
We major? C'mon, homie, we major
We major! C'mon, homie, we major
We major! C'mon

Feeling better than some head
On a Sunday afternoon
Better than a chick that say "Yes" too soon
Until you have a daughter that's
What I call karma and you pray to God she
Don't grow breasts too soon
Projects tore up, gang signs is thrown up
Niggas hats broke off, that's how we grow up
Why else you think shorties write
Rhymes? Just to blow up?
Get they first car and then, IRS show up
He ain't never had shit, but he had that nine
Nigga come through flicking and
He had that shine
Put two and two together and
A little bad weather
Gon' be your whole family
On that funeral line asked the reverend
"Was the strip clubs cool?
If my tips helped send a
Pretty girl through school?"
That's all I want
Like winos want they good whiskey
I ain't in the Klan
But I brought my hood with me

You motherfuckers better do your
Job and roll up
And watch how we roll up, and
I can't control it, can't hold it
It's so nuts
I take a sip of that 'gnac, I wanna fuck
I take a hit of that chronic, it got me stuck
But really what's amazing is
How I keep blazing towel under the door
We smoke until the day's end
Puff puff, then pass, don't fuck up rotation
Hpnotiq for Henny? Now, nigga
That's a chaser
Turn nothing to something, now, pimping
That's a savior
Best things are green, now, pimpin'
Get your paper
High off the ground, from stair to skyscraper
Cool out, thinking we local, c'mon, homie
We major

We major? C'mon, homie, we major
We major? C'mon, homie, we major
We major! C'mon, homie, we major
We major! C'mon, homie, we major

I heard the beat and I
Ain't know what to write
First line should it be about
The hoes or the ice?
Four-fours or Black Christ? Both
Flows'd be nice
Rap about big paper or the black man plight
At the studio console
Asked my man to the right
"What this verse sound like? Should
I freestyle or write?
He said, "Nas, what the
Fans want is Illmatic, still"
Looked at the pad and pencil
And jotted what I feel
Been like twelve years since
A nigga first signed now, I'm a free agent
And I'm thinking it's time
To build my very own Motown
'Cause rappers be deprived
Of executive nine-to-fives
And it hurts to see these
Companies be stealing the life
And I love to give my blood
Sweat and tears to the mic
So y'all copped the LPs and
Y'all fiends got dealt
I'm Jesse Jackson on the balcony
When King got killed
I survived the livest niggas around
Lasted longer than more than
Half of you clowns
Look, I used to cook before
I had the game took
Either way, my change came like Sam Cooke

Ba dop ba ba
(yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah)
Feeling better than I ever felt before today
Like better late than never it's orientation
Still, we can make it better
Throwing all your cares away
Oh, oh, oh, ooh!

You motherfuckers better do your
Job and roll up
And watch how we roll up, and (Ba dop ba ba)
I can't control it, I can't hold it
It's so nuts
I take a sip of that 'gnac, I wanna fuck
I take a hit of that chronic, it got me stuck
But really what's amazing is
How I keep blazing towel under the door
We smoke until the day's end
Puff-puff, then pass, don't fuck up rotation
Hpnotiq for Henny? Now, nigga
That's a chaser (Oh, oh, oh, ooh)
Turn nothing to something, now, pimping
That's a savior (Ba dop ba ba)
Best things are green, now, pimpin'
Get your paper
High off the ground, from stair to skyscraper
Cool out, thinking we local, c'mon, homie
We major

We major? (C'mon, homie, we major)
We major? (C'mon, homie, we major)
We major (C'mon, homie, we major) we major

Oh, oh, oh, ooh! Ba dop ba ba
Feeling better than I ever felt before today
But better late than never it's orientation
Still, we can make it better
Throwing all your cares away!

Can I talk my shit again?
Can I talk my shit again?
I can't believe I'm back
Up in this motherfucker i'ma be late, though
I gotta figure out what I'm finna wear yeah
The Roc is definitely in the building
GOOD music's definitely in the building, ugh
I gotta say "What's up" to Tony Williams
On the vocals!
Sings He sings quite beautifully
Don't you agree? Don't you agree?
Ugh and Jon Brion on the keys right now
And Warryn Campbell on the keys right now
So they asked me:
"Why you call it Late Registration, 'Ye?"
'Cause we takin' these motherfuckers
Back to school la, la, la, la la la la la
If you know this part right here
Feel free to sing along
La la la la la, la la la

Ba dop-bop ba (Oh)
Feeling better than I ever felt before today
(If you feeling good)
But better late than never it's orientation
(It's orientation)
But we can make it better
Throwing all your cares away
We want you to get used to this
Oh, oh, oh, ooh! Ba dop-bop ba
Ugh, they can't do what we do, baby
Uh uh, uh uh! They can't do what we do baby
Uh uh, uh uh! They can't do what we do, baby
Yeah oh, oh, oh, ooh!