PROLOGUE LyricsSo this is it, right?
Let’s give the people a taste...
Of the real YE
Ohhh, ohhh, yeahhh...
I’ma rise to the top a few more secs
After all — it’s got my name on it
MY name.Back again from the South Side
West Side — that’s where my crown lies
This shit finna blow, Chanel wallet and a Rollie on my wrist
Bacardi in my jet, while the bitches sip what drip off my chest — nasty
Yeah, success feelin’ icy
But climb too high, you lose your psyche
It’s an addiction, no detox —
Married the game, roc-a-chain instead of a ring, I got no regrets in the box
Talkin' millions when I chew, I’m Elvis with the groove
White suit, black soul — I’m the proof God moves
Back when they said I’d lose...
Now they quote my lines like they Bible verses
Every Ye tape, that’s what church is
I did it for the glory, ohhh...
You get it?
I did it for the nights with no lights
I did it for the fam that prayed tight
I did it for the broke days
Now the broke boys just wanna sound Ye.Now who really built the culture, huh?
They wanna act like I ain’t the sculpture, huh?
Tryna clone Ye, but the code glitch —
I’m the AI they can’t script
I’m the glitch in the matrix, black trench with the paint drip
Labels tried to tame this
Blogs tried to shame this
Still came out the flames lit —
Jesus walks in a Vetements fit
They want Ye the brand, not Ye the man
But I never had a PR plan, just a goddamn dream and a beat from the land
So this the prologue...
Page one of the last tape
They thought I was gone
But legends don’t fade — we just reshape
Ye out