Lyrics:

(feat. Mos Def, Freeway, The Harlem Boys Choir) [Kanye West] We in the streets playa, getcha mail It's only two places you'll end up - either dead or in jail Still nowhere to go...still nowhere to go Now throw ya hands up bustless, bustas, boostas, hoes Everybody, fuck that Still nowhere to go...sill nowhere to go.. [Mos Def] Two words, United States, no love, no brakes Low brow, high stakes, crack smoke, black folks Big Macs, fat folks, ecstasy capsules Presidential scandals, everybody MOVE Two words, Mos Def, K West, hot shit Calm down, get back, ghetto people, got this Game ball, lock shit, dump off, cock shit We won't stop shit, everybody MOVE Two words, BK , NY, bedstuy Two hawks, too hungry, too many, that's why These streets know game, can't ball, don't play Every traffic, one lane, everybody MOVE Two words, Mos Def, black check, hot shit Calm down, get back, ghetto people, got this Game point lock, long pump cocked We won't stop, everybody MOVE [Chorus: Kanye West (Harlem Boys Choir)] [1] - Now throw ya hands up bustless, bustas (Throw your hands up high) Boostas, hoes, everybody, fuck that (ohhhhhh) Still nowhere to go...still nowhere to go... (ohhhhhh) [2] - and keep ya hands up bustless, bustas (Till they reach the sky) Boostas, hoes, everybody, fuck that (ohhhhhh) Still nowhere to go...still nowhere to go... (ohhhhhh) [Kanye West (Harlem Boys Choir)] Aiyyo, two words, Chi town, South side, world wide Cuz I, rep that, till I, fuckin die One neck, two chains, one waist, two gats One wall, twenty plaques, dudes say, 'Gimme that' I am limelight, Blueprint, 5 Mics Go

 

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