Lyrics:

Really Doe
You muh'fuckers better do your job and roll up and watch how we roll up and
I can't control it, can't hold it, it's so nuts
I take a sip of that yak, I wanna fuck
I take a hit of that chronic, it got me stuck
But really what's amazing is how I keep blazing
Towel under the door smoke until the days end
Puff, puff then pass, don't fuck up rotation
Hpnotic for Henny, now nigga that's your chaser
Turn nothin to something now pimpin' that's a savior
Best things are green now pimpin' get your paper
High off the ground instead of skyscraper
Too low thinkin' we local, come on homie, we major.

Kanye West
We major? Come on, homie, we major.
We major? Come on, homie, we major.
We major? Come on, homie, we major.
We major? Come on, homie, we major.

Feeling better than some head on a sunday afternoon
Better than a chick that say yes to soon
Until you have a daughter, that's what I call karma
And you pray to god she don't grow breasts too soon.
Projects to' up, gang signs is thrown up
Niggas hats broke off that's how we grow up
Why else you think shorty's write rhymes just to blow up?
Get they first car and then IRS show up
He ain't never had shit but he had that nine
Nigga come through flickin' and he had that shine
Put two and two together in a little bad weather
Gon' be a whole family on that funeral line
Ask the reverend was the strip club cool if my tips help send a pretty girl through school
That's all I want like wino's want they good whiskey
I ain't in the Klan, but I brought my hood with me.

Really Doe
You muh'fuckers better do your job and roll up and watch how we roll up and
I can't control it, can't hold it, it's so nuts
I take a sip of that yak, I wanna fuck
I take a hit of that chronic, it got me stuck
But really what's amazing is how I keep blazing
Towel under the door smoke until the days end
Puff, puff then pass, don't fuck up rotation
Hypnotic for Henny, now nigga that's your chaser
Turn nothin' to something now pimpin' that's a savior
Best things are green now pimpin' get your paper
High off the ground instead of skyscraper
Too low thinkin' we local, come on homie, we major.

Nas
We major? Come on, homie, we major.
We major? Come on, homie, we major.
We major? Come on, homie, we major.
We major? Come on, homie, we major.

Nas
I heard the beat and I ain't know what to write
First line, should it be about the hos or the ice?
Four-four's or black christ? Both flows would be nice
Rap about big paper or the black man's plight
At the studio console asked my man to the right
What this verse sound like, should I freestyle or write?
He said, Nas, what the fans want is Illmatic, Stillmatic
Picked up the pad and pencil and jotted what I feel
Been like 12 years since a nigga first signed
Now I'm a free agent
And I'm thinking it's time
To build my very own Motown
Cuz rappers be deprived of executive 9 to 5s
And it hurts to see these companies be stealing the life
And I love to give my blood sweat and tears to the mic
So y'all copped the LPs and y'all fiends got dealt
I'm Jesse Jackson on the balcony where King got killed
I survived the livest niggas around
Lasting longer than more than half of you clowns
Look, I used to cook before I had the game took
Either way my change came like Sam Cooke.

Feeling better than I ever felt before today
Like better late than never is orientation
Still we can make it better throwing all your cares away.

Really Doe
You muh'fuckers better do your job and roll up and watch how we roll up and
I can't control it, can't hold it, it's so nuts
I take a sip of that yak, I wanna fuck
I take a hit of that chronic, it got me stuck
But really what's amazing is how I keep blazing
Towel under the door smoke until the days end
Puff, puff then pass, don't fuck up rotation
Hpnotic for Henny, now nigga that's your chaser
Turn nothin' to something now pimpin' that's a savior
Best things are green now pimpin' get your paper
High off the ground instead of skyscraper
Too low thinkin' we local, come on homie, we major.

Kanye West
We major? Come on, homie, we major. [x4]

Can I talk my shit again? Can I talk my shit again?
I can't believe I'm back up in this muh'fucker
I'ma be late though
I gotta figga out what I'm finna wear
Yeah
The Roc is definitely in the building
Good music's definitely in the building
I gotta say what's up to Tony Williams
On the vocals, he sings quite beautiful don't you agree? Don't you agree?
And John Brion on the keys right now and Warren Campbell on the keys right now
So they asked me, why you call it 'Late Registration' 'ye?
Cause we taking these muh'fuckers back to school.
If you know this part right here, feel free to sing along.

Feeling better than I ever felt before today
If you're feeling good
Like better late than never it's orientation
It's orientation
Still we can make it better throwing all your cares away
We want you to get used to this.

You can't do what we do, baby.
You can't do what we do, baby.
You can't do what we do, baby.