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Welcome To The Jungle Lyrics - Kanye West Ft Jay-Z & Swizz Beatz

Swizz Beatz Kanye West & Jay-Z &  Welcome To The Jungle Lyrics -
[Swizz:]
Welcome to the jungle
Welcome to the jungle well
[x2]

[Kanye West:]
I asked her where she wanna be when she 25.
She turned around and looked at me and she said "alive"

[Swizz:]
Welcome to the jungle, welcome to the jungle well

[Jay-Z:]
Black Axl Rose, move halfs and wholes
Come down to the jungle, just ask for Hov
Move blocks and squares, move apples and pears
Work pots and pans, just to cop me some Airs
My uncle died, my daddy did too
Paralyzed by the pain, I can barely move
My nephew gone, my heart is torn
Sometimes I look to the sky, ask why I was born
My faith in God, every day is hard
Every night is worse, that's why I pray so hard

[Kanye West:]
Why I pray so hard, this is crazy God
Just when I thought I had everything, I lost it all
So que sera, get a case of Ciroc
Let it chase the pain, before it goes too far

[Jay-Z:]
My dreams is big, reality set in
Let off a clip from a automatic weapon,
Through shots in the door, it died in Vegas
Though it fought so hard, I knew it wouldn't make it
I'm a tortured soul, I live in disguise
Rest in peace to the leader of the Jackson 5
I died in my sleep, I'm still Big Pimpin
I ball at the mall, beginning of the ending
Where the fuck is the sun?
It's been a while, momma, look at ya son
What happened to my smile?
My tears is tatted, my rag in my pocket
I'm just looking for love, I know somebody got it
Champagne for the pain, weed for the low
God damn I'm so high, where the fuck did I go?
I'm losing myself, I'm stuck in the moment
I look in the mirror, my only opponent
Where the fuck is the press? Where the fuck is the Press?
Either they know or don't care I'm fucking depressed
No crying in public, just lying to judges
Risking my life, I'm already dying, so fuck it well

[Swizz:]
Welcome to the jungle, welcome to the jungle well
Goddammit!

Lord Lord Lord Lyrics - Kanye West Ft Charlie Wilson, Mos Def, Raekwon, Swizz Beatz

[Swizz Beatz]
This is something special
This is something new
This is something special
This is something new
[Charlie Wilson]
Lord Lord Lord

[Mos Def]
The power of observation
marvells and frights, its strange delights
attributes, properties, disciplines and novelties
ecstatic patterns in the calender design
wilderness tours guided by and for the blind
cool rulers standing still sweating through the shade
who knew those lights only grew bright to fame
dead wrong pageantry lottery and games
slight of hand provided by extravagant and fake
the carnival till bell will hustle for the age
they clutch what they covet but what must they give away
who was uninvited who was asked to come and stay
surprise it's your life its your business anyway so please
pardonly and such curious minds
peace safe passage, precious time
hither and gone, the day of days
(?) this tiny stone illuminated by a star far gone
only star so large, many more
to make our largest star show small
furthermore the end is not the end no stop but I'm pausing
what we can witness is all that isn't all
(?) scotch and pork chops
the passion, expansion the order of the random
see the dreamers see the sleepers
(?) sweet jesus and life on Earth
seek heaven first
let put in this work

[Charlie Wilson]
Lord Lord lord
Lord Lord lord
This is something special
This is something new

[Kanye West]
Her heels set the mood
where did you acquire those are liars
when I met you I heard Jesus bells, strings and a choir
I got lines better than niggas albums, plural
king of the urban make your shit sound rural
she said I hit it so deep she need an epidural
them other niggas have you looking like a squirrel
and thats nuts, I only hang around with white boys that like black sluts
tell em Plain Pat yo that track sucks
we aint dissin' you between the position you play something for us to listen to
I'm tryin' to worry about my scratch minus the crabs
I aint stopping for you niggas like yellow cabs
i got scripts so why we need a movie
and if I'm a douche than put me in your coochie
I swear they should have never gave these niggas loosely
and excuse me if I'm trapped by the boobies
boobie trap, holla back

[Swizz Beatz]
AK on the lap like whats that
clik clak
this is something special
this is something new
All white Bentley I call that momma
my life crazy like Obama's
you talk slick well I'm Osama
Bin Laden, whats happenin' I get it crackin'
all black carpet, Ima rich yeah
its gonna take you a couple years to get this here
thank AP while they thank me
and I'd be mad too if you aint me
call me Mr D's or Mister boss
see me riding clean in a Rolls Royce
niggas talking funny that's old money
niggas looking crazy but they acting funny
nowadays rappers, they like bloggers
you see me I'ma a bank (?)
coming through your hood and I brings trucks
with 25's on it like what the fuck
hundred feet and better why they fuck you stick
paparzzi on the water, why the fuck you stick
my face got the fuck you pricks
my beats go hard like fuck you dicks
pourin' champagne damn thing
sit there rockin' sway nigga in the damn ring
aint a damn thing, money aint a damn thing
ask Yeezy and most we do the god damn thing
get down to the precious lovers

[Chorus]

[Raekwon]
Ayo open glass on my fingers
I sit back like I'm caged but still cakin'
my niggas is hatin'
it's like being in the livest Lambo in the hood
you a piece of steak I'd rather be that than some bacon
every project is a throne, only just bigger stones they throw
that why I wear a big hat and roll weed
gone if you don't know where you came or when you came
all you know is weed and cocaine
non believers no game
I'm zooted down, rollin' a spliff
maxin' flamin' like wheres the attraction
I'm son he's attracted
guaranteed to service the real niggas
or cruisin' in a Volvo
duffy for dolo
puffy polo
that blow house is where I reside
live amongst fiends, countin' currency hittin' blunts
only to hear the door rumble
grab the four hope it aint the law
or maybe some nigga tryna score

[Charlie Wilson]
Lord Lord Lord
Lord Lord Lord
Lord Lord Lord

Take One For The Team Lyrics Kanye West Ft Jay-Z, John Legend, Swizz Beatz

[Jay-Z - Intro]
Is this thing on?
Oh, I thought they silenced us, 'Ye
Power to the people
We're living in that 31st century, futuristic fly shit
The penthouse is the projects and everybody flies private
New watches (you know what time it is)
Watch us (you see us)
They can't stop us
The prophets
Beotches!

[Chorus: Kanye West]
No one man should have all that power (Yea!)
The clock's tickin, I just count the hours (Yea!)
Stop trippin, I'm tripin off the power
("No one man should have all that power!" - [King Crimson])

[Jay-Z]
Rumble young man, rumble
Life is a trip so sometimes we gon' stumble
You gotta go through pain in order to become you
But once the world numbs you, you'll feel like it's only one you
Man, you got the power to do anything you want to
Until you ask yourself, "Is that what it's all come to?"
Looking at life through sunglasses in the sunroof
Do you have the power to get out from up under you
Fuck all these labels, fuck what everybody wants from you
They trying to ask who/Axl Rose you, (Welcome to the Jungle!)
To be continued, we're on that Norman Mailer shit
In search of the truth even if it goes through Taylor Swift
Tell 'em this!

[Kanye West]
No one man should have all that power...[echoes]

[John Legend (Kanye)]
Yea-ei-yea-ei-yea-ei-yea-ei-YEAAAAAAA-EAH
OH OH (And is it?) YEA-EAH (And is it?)
OH OH (And is it?) YEA-EAH (And is it?)
OH OH (And is it?) YEA-EAH (And is it?)
{"No one man should have all that power!" - [King Crimson]}

[Kanye West]
Now when I walk in everybody do the power clap - clap, clap, clap
Fresh for the club, I just took an half an hour nap - clap, clap, clap
I seen people go crazy when the whole world in our lap - Clap, clap, clap
My psyche was out the plug, now it's time to get the power back - Clap, clap

I've seen people abuse power, use power, misuse and then lose power
Power to the people, at last! It's a new hour
Now we all ain't gon' be American Idols
But you can 'least grab a camera, shoot a viral
Huuuh? Take the power in your own hands
I'm a grown man, doin my grown dance
I don't stop until I see the end, my vision clear, bitch
I'm on my Van Gogh, I don't hear shit
No one man should have all that power
The clock's tickin, I just count the hours
Stop trippin, I'm trippin off the power
'Til then, fuck that, the world's ours

[John Legend]
EYY-YEAAAAH
OH OH (And is it?) YEA-EAH (And is it?)
OH OH (And is it?) YEA-EAH (And is it?)
OH OH (And is it?) YEA-EAH (And is it?)
Eh-ay, eh-ay, eh-ay, eh-ay (The power)

[Kanye West]
Now everything I'm rhymin on cause a Ramadon
Been a don prayin for families lost in the storm
Bring our troops back from Iraq, keep our troops out of Iran
So the next couple bars I'ma drop 'em in Islam
They say as-salaam alaikum, we say alaikum as-salaam/salam'
That's no Oscar Mayer bacon, you should run and tell your mom
Now the question is how we gon' stop the next, Vietnam
Keep, Flex out of Korea 'cause you know we drop bombs!
[explosion and music stops]

[Swizz Beatz - breakdown as beat changes]
Showtime!
Aiyyo Yeezy man, stop playin wit these people man
They wanna see you act all crazy in this muh'fucker man
Take that jacket off an go crazy on them niggaz man
Ya'knahmtalkin BOUT? {"I GOT THE POWER!" - [Snap!]}

[Kanye West (Swizz Beatz)]
What do it mean to be the boss? (OH!)
It means second place is the first one who lost (OH!)
The crucifixion, the being nailed to the cross (OH!)
The truth or fiction, it's a hell of a cost (BOP!)
Do the dishes, I'm 'bout to hit that Jeff Gordon (AY!)
Michael Jordan is the only one more important (AY!)
But I be feelin like Jordan when I'm recording (C'mon!)
'Cause everytime I record, I dunk and slam the booooards
I don't know what rappers gon' do afterwarrrrrds (OH!)
Prol'ly spaz like I might do at the awaaaaards (Right!)
Huh! I got the whole crowd goin CRAZY! (AY!)
Homey, I should be rewarded (WHOOOOOOO!)
Gettin money Yeezy, Yeezy how you do it, huh? (WHOOO!)
Eating Wheaties, drinkin Fiji, bein greedy, huh? (C'mon!)
Don't even think you can elude to the rumors (C'mon!)
I'm immune to the boos, I'ma PROVE to you losers -- {"I GOT THE POWER!" - [Snap!]}
(Huh!) It's all in timing, nigga (Get 'em!)
See I dream my whole life that I could rhyme with Jigga (Get 'em!)
Now Jay my big brother, and B my lil' sister (Get 'em!)
And excuse me, but, you cain't see my lil' sister (HANDS IN THE AIR!)
Number one sound across the board - HEY! (OH!)
Number one now and forever more - HEY! (HEY!)
Number one rule is niggas gon' HATE!
Maybe I drop the album - naaaaah, y'all gotta wait (Oh!)
And on the net, they showin pictures of my Cali place
My Maybach in NY, but it still got the Cali plates
All my ol' gurls know that I'm the one that got away (Whoo!)
I think about her Christmas and play some Donny Hathaway (AY!)
And keep my bulletproof, hater coat on (Chill...chill! Chill! Yo!)
Lookin at some photos that I'm lookin crazy dope on
Hand up, talkin shit, yeah I get my Pope on (Yo!)
and go home with, somethin to poke on (WHOO!)
That's what Dre said, but this what 'Ye said (Huh!)
How 'Ye doin? Who 'Ye screwin? (Huh!)
That's for my dick to know, befo' you get to know 'em
She ain't gave you ass, that pussy fictional
I gotta give her the eviction no-tice
"Getcho ass out, bitch! Vamanos!"
Five seconds to the song end, we gettin close
I got the power muh'fucker if you didn't know

[Swizz Beatz - Outro]
Chill! Chill! Chill man!
Chill 'Ye, chill! Chill!
Chill! Shit's burned up already...
It's over

I Can Transform Ya Lyrics - Chris Brown Ft Lil Wayne, Swizz Beatz

[Lil Wayne]
Go hey Lil Mama
I can transform ya
No I can’t dance but I can dance on ya
Swiss on the beats Chris move ya feet
And baby I can transform ya him to a me
I can change your life
Make it so new make you never wanna go back to the old you
Ciroc and lime give it a lil time
And she gon transform like Optimus Prime

[Chris Brown]
Need a ride I can range you up
Money I can change you up
Wayne, Swizz Beatz and Chris Brown Lyrics I Can Transform Ya www.searchlyricsnow.comYou can have your own
No longer be the passenger
Swag low ill build you up
Knees weak Ill stand you up
Red lips red dress like ‘em like a firetruck

Whatcha need you can have that
My black card they don’t decline that
See potential in ya
Let me mow that
(I can transform ya I can transform ya)

I can transform ya
I can I can transform ya
Anything you want
I can I can get it for ya
Get my baby girl she could know I did it for ya
I can trans I can trans I can transform ya
Shoes you got it got it
Bags you got it got it
Cars you got it got it
M-M-Money you got it got it
I can I can transform ya I can I can transform ya
Anything you want I can I can get it for ya

[Chris Brown]
See me in the video
You can have really though
Iced out everything break it like a Eskimo
Wanna fly we can go
Anywhere you wanna go
Jimmy Choos in Italy
Louie V in Tokyo
Something like Pinocchio
If you ly down I’ma grow
Wanna see me do it big
I could show you how it go
Take you from an amateur to being professional
I can have you swag surfing

Whatcha need you can have that
My black card they don’t decline that
See potential in ya
Let me mow that
(I can transform ya I can transform ya)

I can transform ya
I can I can transform ya
Anything you want
I can I can get it for ya
Get my baby girl she could know I did it for ya
I can trans I can trans I can transform ya
Shoes you got it got it
Bags you got it got it
Cars you got it got it
M-M-Money you got it got it
I can transform ya I can I can transform ya
Anything you want I can I can get it for ya

[Lil Wayne]
Ok
I can transform ya like a transformer
I turn you from a human to a Carter
Take you of the bench
T-Turn you to a starter
Then I take you home and put you on a charger
T-Then my car transforms to a charter
And we could fly to wherever you ever thought of
I’ll take you to where its warmer
Then I gotta rip off your dress like a warm-up
But I’m just getting warmed up
So tell ya man he better get his voltron up
I transform her to a Ducati
Then I transform me to a Bugatti
Cause her form puts me in a trance
I transform smaller and she puts me in her pants
Swiss on the beats Chris move ya feet
And Weezy transform a good girl to a freak

I can transform ya
I can I can transform ya
Anything you want
I can I can get it for ya
Get my baby girl she could know I did it for ya
I can trans I can trans I can transform ya
Shoes you got it got it
Bags you got it got it
Cars you got it got it
M-M-Money you got it got it
I can transform ya I can I can transform ya
Anything you want I can I can get it for ya
 
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