Tytuł: Electric relaxation 2003

• Wykonawca: Kanye West
• Wyświetleń: 259

  
   [Chorus]
  Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down
  Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down
  Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down
  Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down
  Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down
  All day long man, we back in town
  
  [Consequence]
  Homie check it out I got her mesmerized
  So won't you hook a chew scorns, she tellin you buy
  Street poetry is how ya boy get paid
  And I wear no Escalade, metallic, black or beige
  Yo when I walk up in the club you know I do not pay
  Aiiyo my man Kanyeezy he got something to say
  
  [Kanye West]
  Aiiyo my name is Kanyeezy from the Roc-A fam
  And where the glocks don't jam, so where we pop them scrams
  See I showed you on the champions how we get down
  So don't twist ya lips, I'm like Bobby Brown
  You got B2K on all your bedroom wall
  But if you be with Kan, gonna work ya walls
  Straight from the South side of dem Chi-town streets
  The top three in the game, with these here beats
  
  [Consequence]
  And if you talk about him, aiiyo I take you out
  Either with the nine or the tech's in his mouth
  And let that dime gettin friendly than the orgie's at eight
  But y'all niggaz don't shine so you couldn't relate
  
  [Chorus]
  Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down (You couldn't relate)
  Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down (Yo Quence, you couldn't relate)
  Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down
  Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down
  Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down
  Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down
  
  [Consequence]
  Quence without the game, now he's back to ball
  Drive you insane, drop a tat at the mall
  You starin at my Rolls' cold way to long
  But I ain't scared of robbers, why I wear tephlon
  I took her on the ave and she expect me to trip
  But I made up with no style while I bought me some kicks
  So if you want the drama holler at ya boy
  
  [Kanye West]
  Original rude boy like Pastor Troy
  The G-500 is my favorite toy
  'Cause it don't look like a thug or a hood
  But he keep dem gorilla's so we still be good
  By the way my name is K, don't forget the A
  and the N-Y-E, out N.Y.C
  I'ma still rep the gold, no matter where I go
  Everybody say I'm hot, I'm sayin I'm cold
  Hate when niggaz leave the city and switch up they reps
  On the real homie, I don't get down like that
  I'ma milk the game, 'til we all can eat
  
  [Consequence]
  Now the Chocolate Factory is what I bump in my jeep
  So roll me up a L, but don't lace it with leak
  'Cause that shit'll have me zonin for a couple of weeks
  
  [Kanye West]
  Now your momma told you let the Cleveland show
  'Cause that's the best way to get a nigga with dough
  They're fakin pregnancies and Cartier tournier
  But she ain't know I'm cheaper than IKEA furniture
  
  [Consequence]
  Kanye, White, Malik, Little and D
  Menace, Skates to Lou and 'em Puffs from L.B
  They know the Consequence be wearin gold and ice
  'Cause I got out the projects, where it's flooded with mice
  Ey shorty let me tell you 'bout the rules of my Nikes
  It seems they always keep on movin, I don't hear nuthin twice
  
  [Chorus]
  So relax yourself or we'll whack ya down (Don't hear nuthin twice)
  Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down (Don't hear nuthin twice)
  Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down
  Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down
  Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down (Calm down)
  Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down (Yeah!)
  Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down (Yeah!)
  Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down (It's the R.O.C.!)
  Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down (Uhh)
  Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down (Yeah)
  Relax yourself or we'll whack ya down (Uh-huh, yeah)
  All day long man, we back in town
  
  [Repeat 'til end]
  Relax yaself or we'll whack ya down