"Kanye West"
"Kanye West"
The Good, The Bad, The Ugly
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Kanye West
жанры: rap
альбомы: Freshmen Adjustment, The College Dropout
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Good morning America, good morning to Erica Who gave me good head while watching good morning America And good day New York, have a good day in court My niggaz drive around the hood looking for good yay' to snortI never liked the goodbyes, always caught a good vibe Always had a good time, could always spot a good guy From a good guy, look alive, look alive, look or try You know that old saying what they say about good guysI bet that's why I went bad, needed all my chips bad Fiends needed it bad, started hittin' liq' bad Had to get that work off before that shit went bad If not, it gets bad, and things will only get badSo now I'm getting bad skin and I got that badge and Tellin' me them bastards, don't catch a bad break Caught a bad rate on whip with bad brakes I'm caught up in these bad ways havin' a bad daySo now the game's ugly and my pain's ugly And my chain's ugly, things became ugly, 'cuz I'm ugly ducklin' Got a stain and its musty, wakin' up looking crusty And miss thang who's ugly is sayin' to me, Don't touch meI went from pretty Willie to pretty silly But I'm still pretty gully so you thins will still get pretty ugly And this is for the hoods, the crabs, the junkies We showin' you the good, the bad, the uglyWe showin' you the good, the bad, the ugly B.I.G. said get ya money ain't no telling they gon' love me We showin' you the good, the bad, the ugly When your money get funny and them days ain't sunnyWe showin' you the good, the bad, the ugly Niggaz give pounds and hug me, tho they really wanna slug me We showin' you the good, the bad, the ugly And this for the hood, you got to love meGood morning to ummm, I don't remember your name But I remember the brain, here go a fare for the train and Good morning to Chi-Town, where my niggaz ride down And bust clowns, and look for some bust downs to bust downAnd she ain't got a car she on the bus now But her gear is bangin', she one of us now I wanted badly to bone 'cuz she was bad to the bone She from a batter home, she mad when she at homeSo I gave her my number to beep off, she wanted to take a week off Bustin' scary movie nuts, I had to get the freak off The new Tom Cruise, took the Moulan Rouge on a too long cruise She said, I ain't bonin' you with them two long shoesAnd I get bougie in a grape poupon mood So I'm gon' act cheap in a coupon mood She said, Ye' you don't love me? I told her that's the good, the bad, the uglyWe showin' you the good, the bad, the ugly B.I.G. Said, get ya money ain't no telling they gon' love me We showin' you the good, the bad, the ugly And this for the hood, you got to love meGood morning to Queens, the north side of my scene And when it comes down to it, I'm a ride for my team See it's a beautiful life but the bills will make it ugly And the beauty of life is when you're forced to make it uglyHad a beautiful night until a storm done made it ugly And a beautiful wife, now we divorcing and it's ugly Now my mind state is ugly, my blind dates are ugly I'm ready to turn it up in the streets and make it uglyUsed to sit in Mr. Uglies with these chickens that were ugly And these bitches used to bug me to the point it made me ugly Say things that were ugly in regards to their tummies But I took it all back 'cuz God don't like uglyNow I'm curbin' my bad words, they say that the bad burn I left it on bad terms, with a chic with a bad perm Whose case took a bad turn and face caught a bad burn And took the news bad when they said, she had bad germsThe bad thing about it, the bitch was bad and 'bout it But the pussy smelled bad, so I had to get up out it So now we got bad blood, her son is a bad blood But it happens in the hood when you inherit that bad bloodAnd once it get bad, it be bad for good That's bad meaning bad not bad meaning good But I greet it as good when you leave with the good It's all good in the hood, got called good 'cuz I'm goodNow I'm havin' some good nights, livin' this good life Got me a good girl that I'm gon' make me a good wife So I'm good to go and I'm good where I go Look my man got good aim and that's a good thing to knowAnd he came home for good, off of good behavior Spittin' that good game, so what's good with this paper And this is for the hoods, the crabs, the junkies We showin' you the good, the bad, the uglyWe showin' you the good, the bad, the ugly B.I.G. said get ya money ain't no telling they gon' love me We showin' you the good, the bad, the ugly When your money get funny and them days ain't sunnyWe showin' you the good, the bad, the ugly Niggaz give pounds and hug me, tho they really wanna slug me We showin' you the good, the bad, the ugly And this for the hood, you got to love me
College Drop Out, the debut from the most sought-after hip-hop producer not named Pharrell, delivers the unthinkable: West magically sledgehammers home his opinions on taboo topics over beats that are equally daring. The envelope-ripping beats shouldn't come as a surprise given that he's supplied the soundscapes to monster singles by everyone from Alicia Keys ("You Don't Know My Name") to Talib Kweli ("Get By"). What is freakish is that in West's world, rhymes about strippers, God, college life and guns can coexist tidily and not undermine each other. On "Breathe in Breathe Out" he raps "I gotta apologise to Mos and Kweli/ Is it cool to rap about gold if I told the world I copped it from Ghana and Mali"–tongue firmly planted in cheek. On the catchy "Through the Wire", fuelled by a Chaka Khan hook, he spits some impeccable rhymes despite his jaw being wired shut after a near-fatal car accident. Maybe it was this brush with mortality that kicked his lyrics into high gear on "All Falls Down". The skits on here are just as potent, one poking fun at the overeducated underclass that makes a small fraction of the loot he does. With jaw-dropping cameos from Jay-Z, Common, Mos Def and the Harlem Boys Choir plus the feel-good club tune of the year, "Slow Jamz" featuring Twista, College Dropout is as explosive, contradictory and complex as rap music gets.
Dalton Higgins