🎵 Two Words // by Kanye West

225 ContributorsTranslationsEspañolPortuguêsItalianoTürkçeРусский (Russian) Two Words Lyrics Off of 2004’s The College Dropout, Kanye, Mos Def and Freeway drop this fast-paced track dedicated to the titular purpose: the verses are done with two words (or two stressed syllables) for every beat… Read More  [Chorus: Kanye West] We're in the streets, player, get your mail It's only two places you end up: either dead or in jail Still nowhere to go (Nowhere to go, nowhere to go) Still nowhere to go (Nowhere to go, nowhere to go) Now, throw your hands up, hustlers, busters, boosters, hoes Everybody, fuck that Still nowhere to go (Nowhere to go) Still nowhere to go (Nowhere to go) [Verse 1: Mos Def] (Listen) Two words: United States, no love, no breaks 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 'pon lock shit. Gun 'pon cock shit We won't stop shit—everybody, move Two words: B-K, N-Y, Bed-Stuy Too harsh, too hungry, too many, that's why These streets know game. Can't ball? Don't play Heavy traffic, one lane—everybody, move Two words: Mos Def, Black Jack, hot shit Calm down, get back. Ghetto people got this Game 'pon lock, gun 'pon cock We won't stop—everybody, move [Chorus: Kanye West & Harlem Boys Choir] Now, throw your hands up (Throw your hands up high), hustlers, busters, boosters, hoes Everybody, fuck that Still nowhere to go (Nowhere to go) Still nowhere to go (Nowhere to go) And keep your hands up ('Til they reach the sky), hustlers, busters, boosters, hoes Everybody, fuck that Still nowhere to go (Nowhere to go) (Yo, excuse me, dawg) Still nowhere to go (Nowhere to go) (I apologize for the Westside, we finna get it jukin') [Verse 2: Kanye West] (Ayo) Two words: Chi-Town, Southside, worldwide 'Cause I rep that 'til I fuckin' die One neck, two chains. One waist, two gats One wall, twenty plaques, dues paid, gimme that I am limelight, Blueprint, five mics Go-Getters rhyme like should've been signed twice Most imitated, Grammy nominated Hotel accommodated, cheerleader prom-dated Barbershop player-hated, mom and pop bootlegged it Felt like it rained 'til the roof caved in Two words: Chi-Town raised me, crazy So I live by two words: "Fuck you, pay me" Screaming, "Jesus, save me" You know how the game be, I can't let 'em change me 'Cause on judgment day, you gon' blame me Look, God—it's the same me And I basically know now, we get racially profiled 'Cuffed up and hosed down, pimped up and ho'd down Plus, I got a whole city to hold down From the bottom, so the top's the only place to go now [Chorus: Kanye West & Harlem Boys Choir] Now, throw your hands up (Til' they reach the sky), hustlers, busters, boosters, hoes Everybody, fuck that Still nowhere to go (Nowhere to go) Still nowhere to go (Nowhere to go) [Verse 3: Freeway] Two words: Freeway; two letters: A-R Turn y'all rap niggas to two words: fast runners Like Jackie Joyner, you better sleep with your burner The heat skeet, blow a reef through your car, my God Two words: no guns, break arms Break necks, break backs, Steven Seagal Free young boss, freshman of the Roc With the beef in the pot, Jay sent for his dogs to brawl Forget your squad, better 'fend for yourself Have you screamin' out four words: "Send for the law," ugh Two words: Freeway, slightly retarded Fuck around, throw a clip in your artist. Leave with his broad [Outro: Mos Def & Harlem Boys Choir] Red, white, blue, black (Throw your hands up), calm down, move back (Throw your hands up) Motherfuckers askin', "Who is that?" (Throw your hands up) You know it's the almighty Black Jack (Throw your hands up) Mos Def, K. West (Throw your hands up) Ghetto people, get this shit off your chest (Throw your hands up) North to the south, to the east, to the west (Throw your hands up) Black Jack Johnson, it's no contest (Throw your hands up) (High) And show it to 'em like