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Kanye West, Cam'Ron, Consequence - Gone (Album Version (Explicit))

Gone
Kanye West, Cam'Ron, Consequence
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[Refrain: Otis Redding]
Wished I had told,
Who was the only one. Uh-oh!
But it's too late, it's too late,
He gone.

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
You sweat her and I ain't talkin' ‘bout a Coogi,
You a big L and I ain't talkin' ‘bout Cool J,
See me at the airport, at least twenty Louis,
Treat me like the Prince and this my sweet brother Numpspa. Brother Numpspa!
Groupies say I'm too choosy,
Take ‘em to the show and talk all through the movies,
Says she want diamonds, I took her to Ruby Tuesday's,
If we up in Friday's, I still have it my way, gone.

[Bridge: Cam'ron]
We strivin' home,
I ride on chrome.

[Kanye West:]
Y'all don't want no probs from me,
What you rappers could get is a job from me.
Maybe you could be my intern, and in turn
I'll show you how I cook up summer in the winter.
Aaron love the raw, dawg, when will he learn,
Caught something on the Usher tour, he had to let it burn.
Plus, he already got three children,
Arguin' over babysitters like, ‘Bitch, it's yo turn!'
Damn, Ye, it'd be stupid to diss you,
Even your superficial raps is super-official!
Roc pastel with Gucci on,
With TV's in the ride, throw a movie on,
Said he couldn't rap now he at the top like Doobie Long,
‘Cause I dookied on any song that they threw me on, gone!

[Bridge: Cam'ron]
We strivin' home,
I ride on chrome.
We strivin' home, Killa,
I ride on chrome.

[Verse 2: Cam'ron]
Knock, knock. Who's there? Killa Cam. Killa who?
Killa Cam, hustler, grinder, guerilla true.
Oh, my chinchilla blue, blue. You ever dealt with a dealer?
Well, here's the deal, ma we goin' to the dealer, woo!
No concealin', no ceilin' I don't need a roof,
Act up, get out, I don't need you, poof,
Poof be gone, damn, tough luck, dag,
Dag, niggas still doin' puff puff pass.
Pull the truck up fast and I tell ‘em,
‘Hey, back in a touched up Jag shit!
Y'all niggas wanna get in Cam's cerebellum,
I'm old man just go and tell ‘em.'
Then I see how y'all gonna react when I'm gone,
My last girl want me back then I'm on,
Fine stay, you got the grind, hey,
Came back, read what the sign say.
Yes, I know you wanna see my demise,
Yeah, you church boy actin' like a thief in disguise.
Ain't even my size, see the greed in my eyes,
Ask Abby, I hustle, brought weed to the Chi, shit!
And that ain't even a lie, please, believe me,
Gave Weezie a piece of the pie, and
You can ask George or Regina,
The whole West Side I explore with the Bimmer now.
We strivin' home,
I ride on chrome,
Listen, homeboy, move on.
That's your best bet, why stay that course?

[Verse 3: Consequence]
I been pourin' out some liquor for the fact that my pal's gone,
And tryna help his Momma with the fact that her child gone,
And since we used to bubble like a tub full of Calgon,
Guess, it's only right that I should help her from now on.
But since they got afoul on what coulda gone wrong,
Now they askin', ‘Cons, how long has this gone on?'
And maybe all this money might have gone to my head,
‘Cause they got me thinkin' money might have gone to the Feds.
So I had gone to the dread, but he had gone up to bed,
And when I came the next morning he was gone with my bread,
And with that bein' said, I had gone on my instincts
And gone to the spots where they go to get mixed drinks.
But lookin' back now, I shoulda gone to the crib
And rented ‘Gone With the Wind', ‘cause I'da gone in by ten,
But I had gone with my friend, and we had gone to the bar,
And heard a nigga talkin' shit so I had gone to the car.
And now the judge is tellin' me that I had gone too far,
And I'll be gone for twenty years doin' time behind bars.
And since I gone to a cell for some petty crimes,
I guess, I gone to the well one too many times, ‘cause I'm gone.

[Verse 4: Kanye West]
I'm ahead of my time, sometimes years out,
So the powers that be won't let me get my ideas out,
And that make me wanna get my advance out,
And move to Oklahoma and just live at my aunt's house.
Yeah, I romance the thought of leavin' it all behind,
Kanye, step away from the lime-
Light like when I was on the grind
In the one-nine-nine-nine.
Before model chicks was bendin' over, or
Dealerships asked me ‘Benz or Rover?'
Man, if I could just get one beat on Hova,
We could get up off this cheap ass sofa.
What the summer of the Chi got to offer an eighteen-year-old?
Sell drugs or get a job, you gotta play your role.
My dawg worked at Taco Bell, hooked us up plural,
Fired a week later, the manager count the churros.
Sometimes I can't believe it when I look up in the mirrow
How we out in Europe, spendin' Euros?
They claim you never know what you got ‘til it's gone,
I know I got it, I don't know what y'all on,
I'ma open up a store for aspirin' MC's,
Won't sell ‘em no dream, but the inspiration is free,
But if they ever flip sides like Anakin,
You'll sell everything includin' the mannequin.
They got a new bitch, now you Jennifer Aniston,
Hold on, I'll handle it, don't start panickin', stay calm,
Shorties at the door ‘cause they need more
Inspiration for they life, they souls, and they songs,
They're said, ‘Sorry, Mr. West is gone.'

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