🎵 The Dark & Twisted Life of Pablo // by Finny Music

2 Contributors The Dark & Twisted Life of Pablo Lyrics ATTENTION! ATTENTION! ATTENTION!… Read More  SERIES ONE: GRADUATION [Part I: Kanye West - All of the Lights (Megamix)] [Intro: Choir] All of the lights Finny Music Lights, all of the lights [Chorus: Rihanna & Childish Gambino] Turn up the lights in here, baby Extra bright, I want y'all to see this Turn up the lights in here, baby You know what I need, want you to see everything Want you to see all of the [Verse 1: Childish Gambino] Hollering at this Japanese girl, Asian mommy But is it too soon for Japanese girls? Too tsunami? Is it racist if I say she tastes like edamame? Was I supposed to stay uncool? Please remind me (What the fuck is up?) Yeah, it’s Cheezy, ho I’m so cheesy, ho, my swag’s got high cholesterol I know y’all girls, I met them all You're her ex-man like Cannonball I ain’t got shit to say to ya, I’m known for bad behavior Look at me Man, I went to the W from Double Tree Makin’ out with girls who black and yellow like a bumblebee Can I live up to all this hype they have for me? It’s hard to tell But these girls I’m kissin’ chase the blues away like Gargamel I’m back in the game, coach put me in T-Pain flow, all I do is win With a glass full of Macallan to mess me up And the cash we can throw at them unless we fuck Dopeness After this I hit the highway I’m headin’ west like I’m fuckin’ blowin’ Kanye Read the fuckin’ news, Huey Lewis, nigga You can’t go H.A.M, you’s a Jewish nigga Donald Glover, you don’t have to call me "Childish" Except for when I’m flirting with your half-Latino stylist Photoshoot, beach house playin’ Beach House, free wireless So I can post these pictures on my website of her smilin’ I kissed this girl I’ve liked since back when I was just a sophomore But I’m afraid to text her “What the fuck it take so long for?!” What the fuck has changed? Is it swagger? Is it money? I still dress the fuckin’ same and my nose is still as ugly As the day you fuckin’ met me They tellin’ me I’m the rapper for these white kids ‘Cause black kids can’t possibly like the same shit I wanna bring you back to the studio, try and get your number These black girls with natural hair who keep up with their tumblrs I like it when you tweet me, you smell like baby lotion I wanna suck your breasts and finger blast to Frank Ocean Her pussy tastes like vanilla, tasty ho Clown niggas then I kill ‘em, Gacy flow It’s crazy how these labels and these blogs are on my dick I’m Pryor in his last years: comedian who’s sick Fuck, but I am sick, seriously, I don’t feel so good ‘Cause I don’t get sleep, and I’m always travelin’ And I don’t go home, and my friends don’t call ‘Cause I turned off my phone I’ve made mistakes, I bumped my head Inside of this girl, inside of my bed Whatever, man, I’m just havin’ fun I’m sorry that I fucked her but now you know that she’s not the one I’m doin’ you a favor, like every time I rhyme or write a script or do a movie There’s a million ways to shine, choose one Instead of what you’re doing tonight IAMDONALD, coming soon, we've got all of the lights [Chorus: Childish Gambino & Rihanna] Turn on the lights in here, baby Extra bright, I want y’all to see this Turn on the lights in here, baby Know what I mean, want you to see everything Want you to see all of the lights [Post-Chorus: Elly Jackson & Rihanna] Fast cars, shooting stars All of the lights, all of the lights Until it's Vegas everywhere we are (all of the lights) If you want it, you can get it for the rest of your life If you want it, you can get it for the rest of your life [Verse 2: Kanye West] Something wrong, I hold my head MJ gone, our nigga dead I slapped my girl, she called the feds I did that time and spent that bread I’m heading home, I’m almost there I’m on my way, heading up the stairs To my surprise, a nigga replacing me I had to take him to that ghetto university [Pre-Chorus: Kanye West] (All of the lights) Cop lights, flashlights, spotlights Strobe lights, street lights (All of the lights, all of the lights) Fast life, drug life, thug life Rock life, every night (All of the lights) [Chorus: Rihanna] Turn up the lights in here, baby Extra bright, I want y'all to see this Turn up the lights in here, baby You know what I need, want you to see everything Want you to see all of the lights [Verse 3: Lil Wayne] It's cold as hell, I show and tell Weezy home, our nigga out of jail! In this "give or take" world I got what it takes Put you out your misery: Kathy Bates I'm Young Money, I'm Cash Money If we could buy time I'd spend my last money Now I'm spending time, you in the blind This little light of mine, I'mma let it shine (All of the lights) Bright lights, night lights, headlights, shh No lights but them infrared lights Long life, don't like to ask twice You killing me baby, this the past life [Hook: Rihanna] (All of the lights) Turn up the lights in here, baby Extra bright, I want y'all to see this Turn up the lights in here, baby You know what I need Want you to see everything Want you to see all of the lights [Verse 4: Big Sean] Ready, set, go, go, go, go, go Go til you can't go no more I'm ill times ill, dope plus dope "Westside bitch," quote, unquote Woah there boy, don't go there ho If you cross that line I might overload I swear these lights, lights, lights be talking to me But I can't read Morse Code Why every rapper named "Big" got bodied, huh? But every rapper named "Sean" got money, ooh? Well I guess my chances are 50/50 But my vision is 20/20 so I be counting a hundred 100's Oh my Allah, Lordy lordy lordy, I took your chick Now you want beef and I am chuckling like I'm Porky Cause you spend all day with her spooning I spend all night with her forking There's a one-way ticket to Hell and They want these bullets to book it for me I'm shitting on every statistic that said I'd be dead or fuckin broke This is history, your kids' kids' kids' kids' kids gonna book report me And I think they want to murder me I'm shining hard, because bitch I'm an emergency [Chorus: Rihanna] Turn up the lights in here, baby Extra bright, I want y'all to see this Turn up the lights in here, baby You know what I need, want you to see everything Want you to see all of the lights [Bridge: Kid Cudi] Getting mine, baby Got to let these niggas know, yeah Getting right, babe You should go and get your own Getting mine, baby Got to let these niggas know, yeah Getting right, babe You should go and get your own [Verse 3: Fergie, (Rihanna), & Drake] Unemployment line, credit card declined Did I not mention I was about to lose my mind? And also was about to do that line K, okay, you know we going all the way this time We going all the way this time We going all the way this time (We going all the way this time) We going all the way this time [Chorus: Choir] Turn up the lights in here, baby Extra bright, I want y'all to see this Turn up the lights in here, baby You know what I need, want you to see everything Want you to see all of the lights [Outro: Alicia Keys & (Elton John)] Whoa, whoa (I tried to tell you but all I could say was ohh) Whoa, whoa (I tried to tell you but all I could say was ohh) Whoa, whoa (I tried to tell you but all I could say was ohh) Whoa, whoa (I tried to tell you but all I could say) [Part II: Kanye West - No More Parties in LA (Megamix)] [Intro: Johnny "Guitar" Watson & Junie Morrison] La-di-da-da-a, da-a (I like this flavor) La-da-da-da-di-da-da-a, la-a (la-a, la-a, la-a) Let me tell you, I'm out here From a very far away place All for a chance to be a star Nowhere seems to be too far [Chorus: Kanye West, Junie Morrison & Ghostface Killah] No more parties in L.A Please, baby, no more parties in L.A., uh No more parties in L.A Please, baby, no more parties in L.A., uh No more Los Angeles Please (shake that body, party that bod-) Please (shake that body, party that body) Please (shake that body, party that body) [Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs] Hey Killa, you forgot your soda dawg My mama kitchen stankin' from the last order dawg So many cocaine transactions I don't recall Was Lit, tell The Judge and The Preacher Presiding Over Ya'll Fuck The Police protocol We Choppin' Loads Up, In The Crib No Heat by the stove My toes froze up Niggas like to fuck up their re-up money Get rolled up Bullet holed-up Ran off on the plug once (Once Nigga) Minor setback, major comeback Bitches at the Ritz Carlton I was dumb hype I dropped the chicken Then remixed it Was dumb white Fuck her pretty face And that pussy Hoe what your funds like Fucked her in some $5000 shoes I punch right Allergic to these weak assholes, nigga gesundheit Miss my harlem bitch Buss that pussy open In one night But last time I was Out in New York I got in a gunfight Blowbiz to the showbiz I kick rap burnin Like kermit sippin on Hoe tears Million dollar world tour A nigga with no spins Everyday I got a new cousin Nigga we no Kin And all this internet shit Fucked up the era That bitch ain't been the same Since Ye' dropped her off At the airport They only gave us 28 days So make it last The black delegation Would like to trade Stacey Dash For a Adele, Margot Robbie Let's Get It Poppin' We On, Fuck It For an even trade We'll throw in a Raven Symone Filthy Jet Black nigga Backstage full of white bitches No I don't sell like Macklemore But I've got White Privilege Try not to sell crack no more Trynna stay out the prison That Heron shit I'll get your ass A gas price sentence That snitchin' shit Will get your family And your wife missin' Play position These niggas friendly As a box of puppies I drop big nuts On this game They holdin' chicken nuggets My backwood rollin' is dirty You smell that Seen myself on comedy central Hope they bring Chappelle back Feds listenin', all this talk About the scale back Seen india love nudes A nigga trying to nail that A couple weeks I'm in Toronto I'ma see all my bitches But all my niggas can't cross the border For that all star shit But niggas be creepin' during the weekend Give her that all star dick I want that pussy, head, mouth Ass, and all that shit Cocaine Parties In L.A Throw Ya' Set Up At Some More Gang Parties In L.A I Know Some Neighborhood Pirus Who sell yay I know homies With them pound 6 - o's (R60) and 8 Trays Shoutout to my mexican partner Forgot about em When he come across the border We throwin' a powder party [Chorus: Kanye West, Junie Morrison & Ghostface Killah] No more parties in L.A Please, baby, no more parties in L.A., uh No more parties in L.A Please, baby, no more parties in L.A., uh No more Los Angeles Please (shake that body, party that bod-) Please (shake that body, party that body) Please (shake that body, party that body) [Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar & Kanye West] Hey, baby, you forgot your Ray Bans And my sheets still orange from your spray tan It was more than soft porn for the K-man She remember my Sprinter, said "I was in the grape van" Uhm—well, cutie—I like your bougie booty Come, Erykah-Badu-me—well, let's make a movie Hell, you know my repertoire is like a wrestler I show you the ropes, connect the dots A country girl that love Hollywood Mama used to cook red beans and rice Now it's Denny's, 4 in the morning, spoil your appetite Liquor pouring and niggas swarming your section with erection Smoke in every direction, middle finger pedestrians R&B singers and lesbians, rappers and managers Music and iPhone cameras This shit unanimous for you, it's damaging for you, I think That pussy should only be holding exclusive rights to me, I mean He flew you in this motherfucker on first class Even went out his way so you could check in an extra bag Now you wanna divide the yam like it equate the math? That shit don't add up, you're making him mad as fuck She said she came out here to find an A-list rapper I said baby, spin that 'round and say the alphabet backwards You're dealing with malpractice, don't kill a good nigga's confidence Just 'cause he a nerd and you don't know what a condom is The head still good though, the head still good though Make me say "Nam Myoho Renge Kyo" Make a nigga say big words and act lyrical Make me get spiritual Make me believe in miracles, Buddhist monks and Cap'n Crunch cereal Lord have mercy, thou will not hurt me Five buddies all herded up on a Thursday Bottle service, head service, I came in first place The opportunity, the proper top of breast and booty cheek The pop community, I mean these bitches come with union fee And I want two of these, moving units through consumer streets Then my shoe released, she was kickin' in gratuity And yeah G, I was all for it She said, "K Lamar, you kind of dumb to be a poet" I'ma put you on game for the lames that don't know they're a rookie Instagram is the best way to promote some pussy [Chorus: Kanye West] Scary, scary No more parties in L.A Please, baby, no more parties in L.A [Verse 3: Kanye West] Friday night tryna make it into the city Breakneck speeds, passenger seat somethin' pretty Thinking back to how I got here in the first place Second class bitches wouldn't let me on first base A backpack nigga with luxury taste buds And the Louis Vuitton store, got all of my pay stubs Got pussy from beats I did for niggas more famous When did I become A list? I wasn't even on a list Strippers get invited to where they only got hired When I get on my Steve Jobs, somebody gon' get fired I was uninspired since Lauryn Hill retired And 3 Stacks, man, you preach it to the choir Any rumor you ever heard about me was true and legendary I done got Lewinsky and paid secretaries For all my niggas with babies by bitches That use they kids as meal tickets Not knowin' the disconnect from the father The next generation will be the real victims I can't fault 'em, really I remember Amber told my boy no matter what happens she ain't goin' back to Philly Back to our regularly scheduled programmin' Of weak content and slow jammin' But don't worry, this one's so jammin' You know it, LA, it's so jammin' [Outro: Junie Morrison] Let me tell you, I'm out here from a very far away place All for a chance to be a star Nowhere seems to be too far Swish [Part III: Kanye West - Freestyle 4 (Megamix)] [Intro: Kanye West] This that rap god shit nigga I rip every one of these mothafuckas down, aye Rah, rah, rah Rah, rah [Verse 1: Kanye West] Closed eyes, see things Fire up, tweaking You in my freak dreams You in my freak dreams Bad bitch, you dig that Get stacks, drive cars Whip out, bitch out Tits out, oh shit My dick out, can she suck it right now? Fuck, can she fuck right now? I done asked twice now Can you bring your price down? Lil Boosie with the wipe down A little woozy but I'm nice now What the fuck right now? What the fuck right now? What the, what the fuck right now? What if we fuck right now? What if we fucked right in the middle Of this mothafuckin' dinner table? What if we fucked at this Vogue party? Would we be the life of the whole party? Shut down the whole party Would everybody start fuckin'? Would everybody start fuckin'? Would everybody start fuckin'? They don't want nothin' You mothafuckas livin' like half of your level, half of your life I smack her on her ass if she ghetto, I ain't gon' lie We be in the bathroom fuckin' like "baby, don't get too loud!" I can, I can see it, yeah [Bridge: A$AP Rocky] Bite that nigga Right now [Verse 2: Tyler, the Creator & A$AP Rocky] Cause I'm not one (woo!) When it come to a vision, they ain't got one (woo!) Rolling Stone never gave me a cover so Hmmm (god) So I shot one! (woo!) I ain't do college (woo!) I said fuck them lessons (yeah) I ain't join no gang, I said fuck them weapons (yeah) Grabbed the keyboard, Clancy crossed my path (woo!) Cashed my first check and said fuck depression, nigga (Got this money!) Nigga what you scared for? (woo!) Everybody lean, everybody gang though (right) Nigga you a new slave, I'm an old one Thanks to Ben Yang, still walk around with chains on (right) Like you ain't seen no shit like mine You ain't seen no dick like mine Nah, pause Waddup [Chorus: A$AP Rocky & Kanye West] What the, what the fuck right now? What the fuck right now? (Right now!) What the fuck right now? (Golf Wang, nigga!) What the fuck right now? (A$AP Gang, nigga!) What the fuck right now? What the fuck right now? (ay ay ay ay) What the fuck right now? What the fuck right now? (ay man) (These niggas don't even understand! Goddamn, man!) [Verse 3: Tyler, the Creator & A$AP Rocky] Tell yo dickheads I'ma go nuts (woo) Niggas told me to grow up (huh?!) So I matured to a V10 (skrrt, skrrt) I'm in a vacant lot doin' donuts (skrrt, skrrt) There go my ego, Leggo my Eggo Never sip syrup, shout my nigga Scooty Y'all don't want beef, let us know he can eat that bread Cause he pushin' that mayo, fuego (Ow!) Respect when you see him Boy, last album was a musical museum Somethin' always lost with you niggas like Liam Neeson, boy, you better run (yeah!) Here I come, snortin' glitter, portrait pictures I don't run with many cause their walk is bitter Niggas mad at T, where the tall freckled white boys at? Cause I don't fuck with niggas (woo!) That's not my homie, that's not my woadies (yeah!) That's not my team, nigga, they're benchwarmers (fuck'em!) I am a stormer, I am a trooper (fuck'em!) I am a Koopa, bring the losses now, you assume as I moved it I run the business, I do not got time for niggas' opinions They fuckin' stupid, don't need 'em, don't want 'em I drop 'em, they're deadweight, them niggas useless Neck heavy like mothafuckin' bad news (woo!) Thanks to Ben Baller, walkin' with a hunchback I got a new white one that I worked hard for So the doors on my car doin' jump jacks (riiight) My big bro Frankie got a Porsche (huh?!) My little brother Taco got a Bimmer If you see 'em around me, they eatin' We all good, it's like FEMA, but of course [Interlude: A$AP Rocky] Get money, nigga! Get money! All you funny lookin' niggas, back the fuck up! Ayy, ayy, ayy, man [Bridge: Tyler, the Creator] I wanted to add this I sit in room with a to do list Proceed to do and play acoustics, you Sit around and look at me feelin' foolish Rollin' up and make excuses, fuckin' losers [Bridge: A$AP Rocky] Fuck them niggas! Ayy man, ayy man! Ayy I just got one mothafuckin' question Why the fuck these niggas wanna look like me now? Why the fuck these hoes wanna fuck a nigga like me now? Why the fuck these niggas frontin' like niggas ain't been invented the swag they runnin' with? Why the fuck is niggas actin' like niggas ain't the originators of this shit? Man, I tell these niggas they can die and suck a dick! [Verse 4: A$AP Ferg] Sway I got all the answers (right) Yams, Is chilling with my grandma (right) They can have it with Donda (right) R.I.P to Ye mama (right) Why they crucify Cosby? (yeah) Why they scrutinize my peeps? (yeah) Blew the noises off my sphinx Why they keep fuckin' with Yasiin? Why they break all of our leaders? (yeah) To make us all non-believers? (uh) To make us all non-believers? (uh) This ain't all for no reason (yeah) They try to fuck up our lineage(right) They think we dumb, they not seeing it (right) The news is bull, I ain't reading it (right) Hood Pope, I'm the new Jesus (right) I'm the new Jesus (right) I'm the new Jesus (right) I'm the new Jesus (right, yeah) (Hood Pope, I'm the new Jesus) [Verse 3: Big Sean] I tell a bitch quit playing Stick to the plan (uhh) Then I take you out the dirt and turn it into sand Just trust in what I'm saying (and quit) Quit asking what's gotten into me You don't need a nigga with them tender tendencies I think you need a lil' more Hennessy Fuck your man, I'll be your sensei I could teach you how to keep the rent paid Got the schedule boomin', I mean poppin' Poppin' to the point the phone die in mid-day (brrt) But I call you late night just to fall through Bust a nut and then regret it like a nigga always do But don't I always hit you with the hit back And if I ever fucked another bitch I pretended it was you I admit that, not saying that I did that Chill, chill, chill, take it easy, Yeezy, don't be going all Kill Bill Show respect to the whole squad and Yeezy Yeezy I'ma give you everything you fucking needed [Bridge: Big Sean & Kanye West] Believe it Straight up Whoa, whoa, whoa (too loud) I can, I can see it, yeah [Outro: Desiigner] Hey, I want it right now Ball on them niggas, get heated and shot down You get hit with the pie now Rolls with killa money nigga get by now Right now, right now I'm with niggas that have been to Versailles now Side now, slide down