Answer
|
Yeah,
|
9:08
|
L.A.
|
time
|
Back
|
in
|
the
|
lab
|
and
|
shit
|
My
|
wife
|
said,
|
I
|
can't
|
say
|
no
|
to
|
nobody
|
And
|
at
|
this
|
rate
|
we
|
gon'
|
both
|
die
|
broke
|
Got
|
friends
|
that
|
ask
|
me
|
for
|
money
|
knowin'
|
I'm
|
in
|
debt
|
And
|
like
|
my
|
wife
|
said,
|
I
|
still
|
didn't
|
say
|
no
|
People
|
tryna
|
say
|
I'm
|
goin'
|
crazy
|
on
|
Twitter
|
My
|
friends'
|
best
|
advice
|
was
|
to
|
stay
|
low
|
I
|
guess
|
it's
|
hard
|
to
|
decipher
|
all
|
of
|
the
|
bills
|
Especially
|
when
|
you
|
got
|
family
|
members
|
on
|
payroll
|
The
|
media
|
said
|
it
|
was
|
outlandish
|
spendin'
|
The
|
media
|
said
|
he's
|
way
|
out
|
of
|
control
|
I
|
just
|
feel
|
like
|
I'm
|
the
|
only
|
one
|
not
|
pretendin'
|
I'm
|
not
|
out
|
of
|
control,
|
I'm
|
just
|
not
|
in
|
they
|
control
|
I
|
know
|
I'm
|
the
|
most
|
influential
|
That
|
TIME
|
cover
|
was
|
just
|
confirmation
|
This
|
generation's
|
closest
|
thing
|
to
|
Einstein
|
So
|
don't
|
worry
|
about
|
me,
|
I'm
|
fine
|
I
|
can
|
see
|
a
|
thousand
|
years
|
from
|
now
|
in
|
real
|
life
|
Skate
|
on
|
the
|
paradigm
|
and
|
shift
|
it
|
when
|
I
|
feel
|
like
|
Troll
|
conventional
|
thought,
|
don't
|
need
|
to
|
question
|
I
|
know
|
it's
|
antiquated
|
so
|
sometimes
|
I
|
get
|
aggressive
|
Thank
|
God
|
For
|
Jay
|
Electra,
|
he
|
down
|
with
|
the
|
mission
|
Did
|
it
|
with
|
with
|
no
|
permission,
|
on
|
our
|
own
|
conditions
|
Most
|
Blacks
|
with
|
money
|
have
|
been
|
beaten
|
to
|
submission
|
Yeezy
|
with
|
the
|
big
|
house,
|
did
|
it
|
way
|
different
|
Never
|
listen
|
to
|
Hollywood
|
producers
|
Don't
|
stare
|
at
|
money
|
too
|
long,
|
it's
|
Medusa
|
The
|
ultimate
|
Gemini
|
has
|
survived
|
I
|
wasn't
|
supposed
|
to
|
make
|
it
|
past
|
25
|
Yeah,
|
you're
|
lookin'
|
at
|
the
|
church
|
in
|
the
|
night
|
sky
|
Wonderin'
|
whether
|
God's
|
gonna
|
say
|
hi
|
Oh,
|
you're
|
lookin'
|
at
|
the
|
church
|
in
|
the
|
night
|
sky
|
And
|
you
|
wonder
|
where
|
is
|
God
|
in
|
your
|
nightlife
|
Yeah,
|
you're
|
lookin'
|
at
|
the
|
church
|
in
|
the
|
night
|
sky
|
(Father,
|
Father,
|
Father)
|
Wonderin'
|
whether
|
God's
|
gonna
|
say
|
hi
|
The
|
night
|
sky,
|
yeah,
|
I
|
feel
|
like
|
I'm
|
home,
|
yeah,
|
yeah
|
I've
|
been
|
wakin'
|
the
|
spirits
|
of
|
millions
|
more
|
to
|
come
|
A
|
million
|
illegally
|
downloaded
|
my
|
truth
|
over
|
the
|
drums
|
I
|
believe
|
in
|
the
|
children,
|
listen
|
to
|
the
|
kids,
|
bro
|
If
|
the
|
phone
|
ringin',
|
go
|
and
|
get
|
your
|
kids
|
hoe
|
Brother
|
Don
|
Muhammad
|
told
|
the
|
minister
|
about
|
the
|
presentation
|
He
|
sat
|
back
|
and
|
smiled
|
Black
|
on
|
black
|
lies
|
is
|
worse
|
than
|
black
|
on
|
black
|
crime
|
The
|
Jews
|
share
|
their
|
truth
|
on
|
how
|
to
|
make
|
a
|
dime
|
Most
|
black
|
men
|
couldn't
|
balance
|
a
|
checkbook
|
But
|
buy
|
a
|
new
|
car,
|
talkin'
|
'bout
|
"How
|
my
|
neck
|
look?"
|
Well,
|
it
|
all
|
looks
|
great
|
400
|
years
|
later,
|
we
|
buyin'
|
our
|
own
|
chains
|
The
|
light
|
is
|
before
|
us
|
brothers,
|
so
|
the
|
devil
|
workin'
|
hard
|
Real
|
family
|
stick
|
together
|
and
|
see
|
through
|
the
|
mirage
|
The
|
smokescreens,
|
perceptions
|
of
|
false
|
reality
|
Who
|
the
|
real
|
owner
|
if
|
your
|
boss
|
gets
|
a
|
salary?
|
I
|
am
|
one
|
with
|
the
|
people
|
I
|
am
|
one
|
with
|
the
|
people
|
(Real)
|
I've
|
been
|
woken
|
from
|
enlightened
|
man's
|
dream
|
Checkin'
|
Instagram
|
comments
|
to
|
crowdsource
|
my
|
self
|
esteem
|
Let
|
me
|
not
|
say
|
too
|
much
|
or
|
|
Answer
|
do
|
too
|
much
|
'Cause
|
if
|
I'm
|
up
|
way
|
too
|
much,
|
I'm
|
out
|
of
|
touch
|
I'm
|
prayin'
|
an
|
out-of-body
|
experience
|
will
|
happen
|
So
|
the
|
people
|
can
|
see
|
my
|
light,
|
now
|
it's
|
not
|
just
|
rappin'
|
God,
|
I
|
have
|
humbled
|
myself
|
before
|
the
|
court
|
Drop
|
my
|
ego
|
and
|
confidence
|
was
|
my
|
last
|
resort
|
I
|
kno-I
|
know
|
he
|
got
|
a
|
plan,
|
I
|
know
|
I'm
|
on
|
your
|
beams
|
One
|
set
|
of
|
footsteps,
|
you
|
was
|
carryin'
|
me
|
When
|
I
|
turned
|
on
|
the
|
news
|
and
|
they
|
was
|
buryin'
|
me
|
One
|
set
|
of
|
footsteps,
|
you
|
was
|
carryin'
|
me
|
When
|
I
|
was
|
negotiatin'
|
with
|
Apple,
|
it
|
was
|
Larry
|
and
|
me
|
Told
|
Tim
|
Cook
|
to
|
call
|
me,
|
I
|
was
|
scary
|
to
|
see
|
I
|
would've
|
took
|
a
|
100
|
million
|
and
|
gave
|
20
|
to
|
Hov
|
I
|
heard
|
it's
|
the
|
way
|
they
|
did
|
it
|
when
|
we
|
only
|
had
|
a
|
stove
|
But
|
it's
|
better
|
that
|
I
|
stayed
|
at
|
home
|
with
|
my
|
folks
|
'Cause
|
if
|
Jay
|
a
|
billionaire
|
then
|
I'ma
|
never
|
go
|
broke
|
Only
|
thing
|
I
|
ask
|
is
|
next
|
time
|
I'm
|
on
|
stage
|
we
|
all
|
go
|
We
|
all
|
go
|
Not
|
just
|
by
|
myself,
|
lookin'
|
for
|
niggas
|
like
|
where's
|
Waldo
|
She
|
got
|
the
|
same
|
shoes
|
as
|
my
|
wife
|
but
|
she
|
copped
|
'em
|
at
|
Aldo
|
Modern
|
day
|
MJ
|
with
|
a
|
off-the-wall
|
flow
|
Nightlife,
|
walk
|
all
|
over
|
me
|
Walk
|
all
|
over
|
me
|
I'm
|
deliverin'
|
everything
|
I've
|
ever
|
sent
|
to
|
you'll
|
bring
|
Fly,
|
fly,
|
fly
|
overseas
|
Fly
|
overseas
|
Oh,
|
anywhere,
|
everything
|
but
|
in
|
between
|
Yeah,
|
you're
|
lookin'
|
at
|
the
|
church
|
in
|
the
|
night
|
sky
|
Wonderin'
|
whether
|
God's
|
gonna
|
say
|
hi
|
Oh,
|
you're
|
lookin'
|
at
|
the
|
church
|
in
|
the
|
night
|
sky
|
And
|
you
|
wonder
|
where
|
is
|
God
|
in
|
your
|
nightlife
|
Yeah,
|
you're
|
lookin'
|
at
|
the
|
church
|
in
|
the
|
night
|
sky
|
(Father,
|
Father,
|
Father)
|
Wonderin'
|
whether
|
God's
|
gonna
|
say
|
hi
|
Oh,
|
you're
|
lookin'
|
at
|
the
|
church
|
in
|
the
|
night
|
sky
|
And
|
you
|
wonder
|
where
|
is
|
God
|
in
|
your
|
nightlife
|
Please
|
face
|
me
|
when
|
I
|
speak
|
Please
|
say
|
to
|
me
|
somethin'
|
before
|
you
|
leave
|
You've
|
been
|
treatin'
|
me
|
like
|
I'm
|
invisible
|
Now
|
I'm
|
visible
|
to
|
you
|
Oh,
|
the
|
invisible
|
truths
|
they
|
sold
|
I
|
can't
|
quite
|
understand
|
the
|
games
|
you
|
play
|
Understand,
|
understand
|
Understand
|
I'm
|
standin'
|
under
|
oath
|
And
|
I
|
promised
|
I,
|
I
|
wouldn't
|
fall
|
anymore
|
But
|
I'm
|
cryin'
|
at
|
the
|
bar
|
I'm
|
wishin'
|
that
|
you
|
saw
|
my
|
scars,
|
man
|
I'm
|
wishin'
|
that
|
you
|
came
|
down
|
here
|
And
|
stood
|
by
|
me
|
And
|
look
|
at
|
me
|
like
|
you
|
knew
|
me
|
But
|
I
|
feel
|
so
|
alone
|
Like
|
I
|
don't
|
know
|
anyone
|
except
|
the
|
night
|
sky
|
above
|
Yeah,
|
you're
|
lookin'
|
at
|
the
|
church
|
in
|
the
|
night
|
sky
|
Wonderin'
|
whether
|
God's
|
gonna
|
say
|
hi
|
Oh,
|
you're
|
lookin'
|
at
|
the
|
church
|
in
|
the
|
night
|
sky
|
And
|
you
|
wonder
|
where
|
is
|
God
|
in
|
your
|
nightlife
|
Yeah,
|
you're
|
lookin'
|
at
|
the
|
church
|
in
|
the
|
night
|
sky
|
(Father,
|
Father,
|
Father)
|
Wonderin'
|
whether
|
God's
|
gonna
|
say
|
hi
|
Oh,
|
you're
|
lookin'
|
at
|
the
|
church
|
in
|
the
|
night
|
sky
|
(Father,
|
Father,
|
Father)
|
And
|
you
|
wonder
|
where
|
is
|
God
|
in
|
your
|
nightlife
|
|