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Kanye West - Life Of The Party Feat Westside Gunn Benny The Butcher Earl Sweatshirt Y Lil Baby Lyrics

[Intro: Kanye West]
It's after hours at that glamorous blank spot
Where they're taking it easy, swapping personal experiences
Let's listen in America Today
Boy

[Verse 1: Westside Gunn]
My man just came home from doing twenty flat
He already back to selling crack
He look at me and said "this all that he know"
Rocking Sasquatchfabrix from head to toe
The cloth we was cut from it's still loyalty
Twelve gold slugs, Chanel mask you know it's me
(I'll blow your fucking head off yo...) (trrrrrr)
Twelve gold slugs, Chanel mask you know it's me
Fly as a pelican, benevolent
Drug money infectious, wе whipping up extras
My man got killed for two pounds of ["MID"]
My kicks cost that, it hurt for me to see his kids
I'm from a city whеre everybody got ten bodies
Burberry trench covering the chopped shottie
Niggas had buck shots in every part of 'em
Yeah they might be fly now but I fathered them
Call for neighbor dealers carving bricks
Low top Margiela's looking marvelous
Style was crystal foul, fountains of ace
Leave 'em shot floating in it like Scarface (brrrrrrrrt)
You broke my heart when you killed Frank
(Remember when Tony shot Pussy on the boats yo?)
You broke my heart when you killed Frank
(Seemed like yesterday I was running guns)
Ayo, Sly still got four lives left
Full length Mink to the Nike check
Ricardo, lemon squeeze, fifty shot TEC
Shot fourty five hanging out the Murciélago
Praying for tomorrow
A lot of niggas never seen eighteen
My young boy favorite color state green
Thirty years on the triple beam
Broke the slot machines out in Medellin
[Verse 2: Benny The Butcher]
Niggas ain't see what I saw, a brick turn into a pot full of gold
Over that, spent my daughter first birthday locked in the hole
Plot full of holes, came back stronger, I'm in control
Soft white from my block to the stove, not in a cone (Nah)
Me and West like Stockton, Malone, Gotti, Capone
Niggas dressed like they copyin' hoes, papi, come on
Stop it, you know you not with the smoke, I get you loafed (Brrr)
In 'bout a year, how niggas gon' deny me the throne? (Huh)
Rappers y'all compare me to, niggas scared of me too (Niggas shook)
It make they heart beat faster just hearin' the truth (Have your heart beat, nigga)
I stick my .40 out the window while I'm steerin' the coupe (Uh huh)
We pull up to your front door if I'm hearin' to shoot (Let's go)
They say we sold dope and did random actions of violence
Our neighbors in the 'burbs wanna hand us back to the projects
They say I'm on tour while the Family package the product (Uh uh)
Everybody gon' eat and I'm standin' next to that promise
Can't believe y'all when y'all talk about the guns y'all shot (Can't believe that shit)
And all the money runnin' to 'em and it's crumbs y'all got
Just let me know, come check with me when y'all want y'all shot
It's ten shooters in my hood for every one y'all got
Ayy, look, I had to dumb it down for niggas, you gotta do that (Sometimes)
It's like bringin' down the prices, you gotta move that
I was in the Feds with braids under the durag
I'ma volunteer to do ya if it come to that (Uh)
I fuck with smart bitches, in the club, I caught bitches starin' (Yeah)
All these jewels got these hoes' train of thought slippin', ah
Brought a quarter thing back, that's a small mission
In the dark kitchen, all you hear is the fork clickin' (Woo)
In the zone, lookin' through the holes of them yard fences
I'm dope, yeah, you know the flow from them park benches (Uh)
Three things happen when you keep your torch, nigga
Put in work, you might sell it, or you gon' get caught with it, ah
[Verse 3: Earl Sweatshirt]
It's probably been 12 years since my father left
Left me fatherless
And I just used to say I hate him in dishonest jest
When honestly, I miss this nigga, like, when I was six
And every time I got the chance to say it, I would swallow it
Sixteen, I'm hollow, intolerant, skip shots
I storm that whole bottle, I'll show you a role model
I'm drunk, pissy, pissing on somebody front lawn
Trying to figure out how and when the fuck I missed moderate
Momma often was offering peace offerings
Think, wheeze, cough, scoffing and he's off again
Searching for a big brother, Tyler was that
And plus he liked how I rap, the blunted mice in the trap
Too black for the white kids, and too white for the blacks
From honor roll to cracking locks up off them bicycle racks
I'm indecisive, I'm scatterbrained, and I'm frightened
It's evident in them eyes, where he hiding all them icicles at

[Verse 4: Lil Baby]
Yeah, walkin' on the bridge, I threw my sins over the deep end
Sippin' 'til my stomach hurt, this month I done lost three friends
Early mornin', brainstormin', normally I can't sleep in
Sometimes I just wanna restart it, but it all depends
If I'ma be that same young, hungry **** from West End
Wrote my hardest wrongs and the crazy part, I ain't have no pen
Maybach interior came with sheepskin
Still remember when I just had three bands
Now I'm the one everyone call on 'cause I got deep pants
Bro told me the way to beat the game is on the defense and
Never fazed by names that they might call me, but they gon' respect it
And I feel like you better off tryin' to call, I might not get the message
And she just tried to run off with my heart, but I blocked off the exit, yeah
[Verse 5: Kanye West]
Southside gang mentality weigh heavy
I was thinkin' out the box even in a Box Chevy
And my favorite art teacher name was Mrs. Levy
'Round the time, I learned to put my feelings to a medley (The life of the party)
I ain’t turn in homework for like four months and I bet she let me
She saw the vision
"Yeezy you special, go make your own decisions then"
Man, that was a good choice, faith driving us like a Rolls Royce
They tried to take my voice away, I ain't try to take ya choice away
I just prayed the water break, just for my daughter sake, from a slip-up
Fake signatures from fake managers, it all damage ya, good Lord
Give 'em enough of they own rope to hang 'em with
The paparazzi never really got what my angle is
They treat my married life like some type of entanglement
My neighbor still dissin', wonderin' why I ain't sayin' it
I can smell the setup, that's that 2Pac in Vegas hit
I revealed myself and some don't know what to make of it
God has said himself to make sure that the baby live
And if Ye ain't here, then tell me who gonna say this here?
Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a goddamn minute
Let me stop playing with it, hopped in a Lamb' with it
Hopped in a Lamb' with it, in a damn pandemic
Nerve of Uncle Sam gotta have his damn hand in it

[Chorus: Kanye West, The Notorious B.I.G. & Diddy]
Listen, straight from Shibuya, on some zen
I'm on ten, it's a marathon and look, we comin' for the win
Just like Puff told Christopher, we gon' win big (C'mon)
Put the whole family on, look at what my Kim did
Just like Puff told Christopher, we gon' win big (Uh)
We gon' win big (What?)

[Bridge: Kanye West]
Do y'all feel me? Really?
Get off Scott Free, I'm talking Ridley
Get off our knees, that's if you're with me
Get off your knees, that's if you're with me
Get off your knees and let's get free
Get off your knees and let's get free
Really, I mean really
Really, I mean really
I need release, I don't need police
I'm like, "****, puh-lease"
Y'all can't hear me, (Harmonizing), for the real me
For the real me, I mean, mhmm-mm

[Outro: DMX]
Alright, it's gonna shoot us in the— woah, uh-oh, uh-oh
Ready mama? (Yup)
I'm so proud of you, yup, you're gonna have so much fun
They gonna shoot us in the air, mama, okay?
C'mon, P, I got you, it's okay, mama
Hold your head back, hold your head back (Three, two, one)
Daddy's here, daddy's here, daddy's right here
It's okay, mama, daddy's here, daddy here
Help, help, daddy's right here, I'm scared
Okay, okay, I got you, it's okay
Okay, we goin' slow, we goin' slow down
It's okay, stop cryin', daddy got you, see, it's over, you did it, P!
You already did it! See? It's already over! Yay! You did it!
Big Girl! It's already over! It's already over, it's already over (The life of the party)
Daddy right here, daddy right here ('Til I almost cried)
I told you I'm not gon' let you go
I'm not gon' let you go, mama, okay?
Daddy got you, daddy gon' bring us all the way down, okay?
How was it? (We good)
You did a good job (It was scary)
Good job! (Our daughter got more heart than you)