Kanye West Never See Me Again текст песни, слова песни Never See Me Again Kanye West
Kanye West - Never See Me Again
They want me to hold my head in shame
So I hold 'em on, holding hands in the sand
Couple of the feds say I'm insane
The sights seen [?]
And then his son told me put down the drink dawg
I guess I'll drink until I feel it in my head dawg
I need a little something to knock the edge off
Aside from this song, life sucks
[?]
And every good God needs a goddess
And every good star couldn't guide us
It falls upon something that's inside us
So [?] with my riders
I don't like them, they don't like that
They don't like that, I don't want that
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again
Don't worry about me, worry about you
Worry about something, don't worry what I do
Hating motherfuckers, it'll be a long time
Before you ever see me again, me again
See I need some time to meditate
Naw, bitch, I'm fly, I need time to levitate
And [?] trying to hesitate
[?] like nigga, you a featherweight
And I'm a heavyweight and I'm very great
I put in every date, rocking in every state
Do not debate, you cannot [?]
Guess it's my fate, guess it was written
I can [?] guess it was different
And back then I was different
Now I'm spitting and everybody's just spitting
Now what it sound like when everybody sound like
What you sound like, I don't need you now, right
These niggas are secondary like Pippen around Mike
Trippin' around sight, something on that down light
I'm a be down, right, when you niggas is downright biters
And my shit downright fire, from the [?]
Worry bout me, worry bout me, worry bout you [?]
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again
Don't worry about me, don't worry about you
Don't worry bout something else we can't do
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again (x4)
When you clap your hands, hands
Clap your, clap your hands, hands
Clap your, clap your hands, hands
And I'm gonna show you what I'm gonna do again
Then you clap your hands, hands
Need you to clap your hands, hands
Some song like a section eight
So I pass that dick around like the collection plate
I can [?] with the [?]
[?] stunnas, and that's the best you make
So if everybody is sad now, and shit don't pan out
Throw your hands up, at least give them a handout
[?] this song is like Jerome is
[?] days I'm homeless
Or feeling like Ike at the end of the movie
When you wait another two shows just to get to me
Or feeling like Eddie Kane, I still got it
And something but the problem is, you still not it
Or maybe [?] they say I'm that nigga
Or maybe I can [?] my shit [?]
Maybe I should stop being real, maybe I should get on Twitter
Maybe I should [?] I could reconsider [?]
And I'm a drink until I can't stand and got no liver
I can stand and deliver [?]
And I'm a spit it, like it get it, gonna die by the [?]
I'd rather live by what I live by, then die by [?]
I'm gonna stand by my [?] til my very last breath
Cause you know what? A coward dies a thousand deaths
You can't style on me, nigga I'm [?]
I'm liable to be a liability, and my ability
I can [?]
Don't worry about me, worry about you
Worry about something, something we'll do
And motherfuckers, it'll be a long time
Before you ever see me again, me again
So don't worry about me, I'll be fine
I'll be up some, going for mine
And it'll be a long time before
You ever see me again, me again
Don't worry bout me, worry bout you, worry bout you
Don't worry about what I been up to
When the fuck I'm going hard, nigga fuck you
Who the fuck is going, I can [?]
Who the fucks asking? I'll [?]
Who the fucks lasting?
Be the last standing, get a better tan and
I been feeling [?] and
Who can run the planet? pass them a Xanax
And all of the [?]
Who [?] after all, I guess it's a small world after all
I run the world cause it's a small world after all
And I'm never after ya'll
I have to [?] have a [?]
And feeling like you got it all
Nah nigga not at all
Don't worry bout me, just worry bout you
And whatchya gon' do?
It'll be a long time, before you ever see me again
Something on the all out, call out
Last summer, last fight, and ya'll had a fall out
I can [?] what ya'll bout?
[?] and everything that ya'll bout
Ya'll had your ups and downs, you don't fuck around
Put everything on the [?] then you go and fuck around
Bet you felt something, now you feel nothing now
Her tears dried up, went to see a specialist
I was under [?] and learning what the lesson is
What the ebony of essences I got the [?]
[?] and you had to look at innocence
I wish we just could take it back to the Book of Genesis
[?] put hands on you, then put his front side and put hands on you
Just turn around say really? I'm done motherfucker
I got enough to
Worry bout me, just worry bout you, I been [?]
And she said now
It'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again
Don't worry bout me, just worry bout you
And I'll be up now, what I been up to
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again
Don't worry bout, worry bout
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again
Me again, and it'll be a long time before you ever see me again
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