(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

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