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Life of the Party (full version)
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Kanye West
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It's after hours at that glamorous blind spot Where they're taking it easy, swapping personal experiences Let's listen in America Today Life of the party, mhm, 'til I almost cry, mhm It's the life of the party to think I could've almost died Lord, help us Hey, Miss Donda You run into my mama; please tell her I said, "Say something" I'm startin' to believe ain't no such thing as heaven's trumpets No after-over, this is it, done If there's a Heaven, you would think they'd let ya speak to your son Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh I heard Pa**ing by in a stroller remindin' me, "Hey, keep rolling" I don't know; maybe she has with a prick of a blade of gra** I've been layin' on way too long, got me itchy Got up and roamed a lil' more Miss Donda, you see my mama, tell her I'm lost You see, she'd always light a cigarette, we'd talk, I would cough Exaggeratin' a lil' bit, so she get the point Tryna get her to stop smokin', I would leave and fire up a joint 'Til I quit, started back up again, twenty years later All that time, y'all thought n***a was high, thought I was crazy My mom, she ain't cut no corners Got me back on track; I don't miss her overstepping But do miss her showin' Seven civilian life sh*t Ah, Miss Donda, you see my mama whisper her this: The real reason I was geeked to go to church Must confess, when y'all grown-ups would be in Bible study That girl helping me with my homework? Her and I were f**kin' So pure and perverted, so spirit spinning and dirty So on, so on and so on, we hoped that no one heard us Sh-sh, ah, ah And to this day, I think her mama knew but let us explore Miss Donda, you see my father, please, ask him: Why he never married? Always smiled, but was he happy inside? Because I carried my mother's name, did he carry shame with him? I'm sure she did it out of spite; 'twas her decision at birth Sh*t, she probably was hurt, ah, poor baby Two young people with different views, a lot for a young lady No coincidence, they both pa**ed away from heart conditions There's a dissidence at play; dad and mom do hard division Three Thou', poster child for big d**k n***as raised by their mothers I'm supposed to smile as if God knew that I would be troubled Keeps me around, for what? I don't know But I do know that it's crucial that we do so, pronto I don't know how much long though Straight from Shibuya, on some zen We back, ramped up, we 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?) 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 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?) Mama, your son in the red hat Had suffered set-backs, had, "shouldn't-have-said-thats" Had made everyone mad He made "808s" so he's everyone dad, know he ever gets sad Hotel rooms by the shore, close my eyes, I can see more Nobody punkin' me, nobody pressure me, nobody gangsta me Especially when the gangstas eat thanks to me And my favorite principal name was Mrs. Wooten She was strict, the perfect instructor for young Putin Vladimir, just so that is clear Whom should we fear when we know Dad is here? Daddy's right here, Daddy's right here I don't play, boy Over y'all dead body 'fore my daughter pose in Playboy We don't condone over-sexualization of the kids in the home Battery in my back This house of pain won't ever last CyHi told me to my face that "SICKO MODE" was his biggest song Well go'n 'cause Donda was the best ghostwriter I ever had South Park had jokes about fish sticks 'Til this day, the whole team can kiss this d**k I put Virgil and Drake on the same text And it wasn't about the matching Arc'teryx or Kid Cudi dress Just told these grown men, "Stop it with the funny sh*t" I might hire the whole team from ACG So don't text me like I'm Juanita JCV Or more important, Monica Corgan, who was there for me Somebody really there for me was rare for me That was new air to breathe When I was underappreciated, undervaluated Stockholders told me, "Board rooms will bore you" Can't remember going by your rules, try to follow the Lord's rules Thought we was the new Abu Dhabi Told Drake don't play with me on GD And he sent that message to everybody So if I hit you with a "W-Y-D" You better hit me with, "Yes sir, I'm writing everything you need" I told you I was gonna take the summer back So any of the cap, won't take none of that Where my motherf**kin' red hat? Security and the nannies be forever handling I can't stand it when there's talks about puttin' the kids back in Sierra Canyon when daddy got his own school Trav, smile for these white people if you want (C'mon) While we build a team to get Hoover out the joint I do what I want, bro, in my life Serve and protect long as it's my wife Screaming on M-A-N's for trying to lower the percentage of SKIMS See, I was going in Back when they thought I was only making Ms, now it's nine-billi' You ain't gotta like me, but you feel me Straight from Shibuya, on some zen We back, ramped up, we 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?) 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, "n***a, please" Y'all can't hear me, (Harmonizing), for the real me For the real me, I mean, mhmm-mm 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 Daddy right here, daddy right here 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!
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