Kanye West
Gone dainos žodžiai
But it's too late
it's too lateHe
gone [Kanye West]You sweat her
and I ain't talkin 'bout a CoogiYou a big L
and I ain't talkin 'bout Cool JSee me at the airport
at least 20 LouisTreat me like the Prince and this my sweet brother NumpsayBROTHER NUMPSAY! Groupies sound too choosyTake 'em to the show and talk all through the moviesSays she want diamonds
I took her to Ruby TuesdaysIf we up in Friday's
I still have it my way [Chorus]Too late
we
gone - we strivin homeGone - we ride on chromeIt's too late [Kanye West]Y'all don't want no prob from meWhat you rappers could get is a job from meMaybe you could be my intern
and in turnI'll show you how I cook up summer
in the win-turrAaron love the raw dog
when will he learnCaught somethin on the Usher tour he had toLet it BurnPlus he already got three chil'runArguin over babysitters like Bitch - it's yo' turn!Damn 'Ye
it'd be stupid to ditch youEven your superficial raps is super officialR-R-R-Roc pastel with Gucci onWith TV's in the ride
throw a movie onSaid he couldn't rap now he at the top with doobie longCause the dookie's on any song that they threw me on
gone [Chorus]We strivin home
gone[Cam] I ride on chrome...We strivin home
gone[Cam] Killa
I ride on chrome [Cam'Ron]Knock knock
who's there? Killa Cam
Killa who?Killa Cam
hustler
grinder
gorilla trueOh my chinchilla blue
blue you ever dealt with a dealerWell here's the deal ma we goin to the DealerNo concealin
no ceiling I don't need a roofAct up
get out
I don't need you poofPoof
be gone
damn tough luck dagDag
niggaz still doin puff puff passPull the truck up fast and I tell 'emHey
back in a touched up Jag
shitY'all niggaz want Killa Cam
cerebellumAn old man just gon' tell 'em (too late
he
gone)Then I see how y'all gonna react when I'm (gone)My last girl want me back then I'm onFine stay
you got the grind heyCame back
read what the sign say (too late
he
gone)Yes I know you wanna see my demiseYeah you church boy actin like a thief in disguiseAin't leavin my side
see the greed in my eyesAsk Abby y'all hustle for a week to the Chi
shitAnd that ain't leavin alive
please believe meGave Weezy a piece of the pie
andYou can ask George or ReginaThe whole Westside I explore with the Beemer now[Chorus]We strivin home
I ride on chromeListen homeboy move onThat's your best bet
why's that?Cause [Consequence]Uhh
uhh
yo
yoI been pourin out some liquor for the fact that my pal's goneAnd tryin to help his momma with the fact that her child goneAnd since we used to bubble like a tub full of CalgonGuess it's only right that I should help her from now onBut since they got a foul on
what coulda gone wrongNow they askin Cons
how long has this gone onAnd maybe all this money mighta gone to my headCause they got me thinkin money mighta gone to the fedsSo I ain't goin to the dread
but he'll go on up to bedAnd when I came the next mornin he was gone with my breadAnd with that bein said
I had gone on my instinctsAnd gone to the spots where they go to get mixed drinksBut lookin back now shoulda gone to the cribAnd rentedGone With the Wind
cause I'da gone about 10But I had gone with my friend
and we had gone to the barAnd heard a nigga talkin shit so I had gone to the carAnd now the judge is tellin me that I had gone too farAnd now we gone for 20 years
doin time behind barsAnd since I gone to a cell for some cruddy crimesI guess I gone to the well one too many times
cause I'm gone [long instrumental pause] [Kanye West imitatingThe Show at first]Uh-uh-uhUh-uh-uh uh uh onnn
uh uh-uh onnnUh-uh onnn
uh uh-uh I'mmmmAh-head of my time
sometimes years outSo the powers that be won't let me get my ideas outAnd that make me wanna get my advance outAnd move to Oklahoma and just live at my Aunt's houseYeah
I romance the thought of leavin it all behindKanye step away from the lime--light
like
when I was on the grindIn theOne
Nine
Nine
NineBefore
model chicks was bendin over orDealerships asked me Benz or Rover
manIf I could just get one beat on HovaWe could get up off this cheap-ass sofaWhat the summer of the Chi got to offer an 18-year-oldSell drugs or get a job
you gotta play gyroMy dawg worked at Taco Bell
hooked us up plural-fiedA week later the manager count the churrosSometimes I can't believe it when I look up in the mirrowHow we out in Europe
spendin EurosThey claim you never know what you got 'til it's GONEI know I got it
I don't know what y'all onI'ma open up a store for aspiring MC'sWon't sell 'em no dream
but the inspiration is freeBut if they ever flip sides like AnakinYou'll sell everything includin the mannequinThey got a new bitch now you Jennifer AnistonHold on I'll handle it
don't start panickin
stay calmShorty's at the door cause they need moreInspiration for they life
they souls
and they songsThey said sorry Mr. West is gone!
it's too lateHe
gone [Kanye West]You sweat her
and I ain't talkin 'bout a CoogiYou a big L
and I ain't talkin 'bout Cool JSee me at the airport
at least 20 LouisTreat me like the Prince and this my sweet brother NumpsayBROTHER NUMPSAY! Groupies sound too choosyTake 'em to the show and talk all through the moviesSays she want diamonds
I took her to Ruby TuesdaysIf we up in Friday's
I still have it my way [Chorus]Too late
we
gone - we strivin homeGone - we ride on chromeIt's too late [Kanye West]Y'all don't want no prob from meWhat you rappers could get is a job from meMaybe you could be my intern
and in turnI'll show you how I cook up summer
in the win-turrAaron love the raw dog
when will he learnCaught somethin on the Usher tour he had toLet it BurnPlus he already got three chil'runArguin over babysitters like Bitch - it's yo' turn!Damn 'Ye
it'd be stupid to ditch youEven your superficial raps is super officialR-R-R-Roc pastel with Gucci onWith TV's in the ride
throw a movie onSaid he couldn't rap now he at the top with doobie longCause the dookie's on any song that they threw me on
gone [Chorus]We strivin home
gone[Cam] I ride on chrome...We strivin home
gone[Cam] Killa
I ride on chrome [Cam'Ron]Knock knock
who's there? Killa Cam
Killa who?Killa Cam
hustler
grinder
gorilla trueOh my chinchilla blue
blue you ever dealt with a dealerWell here's the deal ma we goin to the DealerNo concealin
no ceiling I don't need a roofAct up
get out
I don't need you poofPoof
be gone
damn tough luck dagDag
niggaz still doin puff puff passPull the truck up fast and I tell 'emHey
back in a touched up Jag
shitY'all niggaz want Killa Cam
cerebellumAn old man just gon' tell 'em (too late
he
gone)Then I see how y'all gonna react when I'm (gone)My last girl want me back then I'm onFine stay
you got the grind heyCame back
read what the sign say (too late
he
gone)Yes I know you wanna see my demiseYeah you church boy actin like a thief in disguiseAin't leavin my side
see the greed in my eyesAsk Abby y'all hustle for a week to the Chi
shitAnd that ain't leavin alive
please believe meGave Weezy a piece of the pie
andYou can ask George or ReginaThe whole Westside I explore with the Beemer now[Chorus]We strivin home
I ride on chromeListen homeboy move onThat's your best bet
why's that?Cause [Consequence]Uhh
uhh
yo
yoI been pourin out some liquor for the fact that my pal's goneAnd tryin to help his momma with the fact that her child goneAnd since we used to bubble like a tub full of CalgonGuess it's only right that I should help her from now onBut since they got a foul on
what coulda gone wrongNow they askin Cons
how long has this gone onAnd maybe all this money mighta gone to my headCause they got me thinkin money mighta gone to the fedsSo I ain't goin to the dread
but he'll go on up to bedAnd when I came the next mornin he was gone with my breadAnd with that bein said
I had gone on my instinctsAnd gone to the spots where they go to get mixed drinksBut lookin back now shoulda gone to the cribAnd rentedGone With the Wind
cause I'da gone about 10But I had gone with my friend
and we had gone to the barAnd heard a nigga talkin shit so I had gone to the carAnd now the judge is tellin me that I had gone too farAnd now we gone for 20 years
doin time behind barsAnd since I gone to a cell for some cruddy crimesI guess I gone to the well one too many times
cause I'm gone [long instrumental pause] [Kanye West imitatingThe Show at first]Uh-uh-uhUh-uh-uh uh uh onnn
uh uh-uh onnnUh-uh onnn
uh uh-uh I'mmmmAh-head of my time
sometimes years outSo the powers that be won't let me get my ideas outAnd that make me wanna get my advance outAnd move to Oklahoma and just live at my Aunt's houseYeah
I romance the thought of leavin it all behindKanye step away from the lime--light
like
when I was on the grindIn theOne
Nine
Nine
NineBefore
model chicks was bendin over orDealerships asked me Benz or Rover
manIf I could just get one beat on HovaWe could get up off this cheap-ass sofaWhat the summer of the Chi got to offer an 18-year-oldSell drugs or get a job
you gotta play gyroMy dawg worked at Taco Bell
hooked us up plural-fiedA week later the manager count the churrosSometimes I can't believe it when I look up in the mirrowHow we out in Europe
spendin EurosThey claim you never know what you got 'til it's GONEI know I got it
I don't know what y'all onI'ma open up a store for aspiring MC'sWon't sell 'em no dream
but the inspiration is freeBut if they ever flip sides like AnakinYou'll sell everything includin the mannequinThey got a new bitch now you Jennifer AnistonHold on I'll handle it
don't start panickin
stay calmShorty's at the door cause they need moreInspiration for they life
they souls
and they songsThey said sorry Mr. West is gone!
