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    But it's too late, it's too late
    He, gone

    [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 20 Louis
    Treat me like the Prince and this my sweet brother Numpsay
    BROTHER NUMPSAY! Groupies sound too choosy
    Take 'em to the show and talk all through the movies
    Says she want diamonds, I took her to Ruby Tuesdays
    If we up in Friday's, I still have it my way

    Too late, we, gone - we strivin home
    Gone - we ride on chrome
    It's too late

    [Kanye West]
    Y'all don't want no prob 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 win-turr
    Aaron love the raw dog, when will he learn
    Caught somethin on the Usher tour he had to "Let it Burn"
    Plus he already got three chil'run
    Arguin over babysitters like, "Bitch - it's yo' turn!"
    Damn 'Ye, it'd be stupid to ditch you
    Even your superficial raps is super official
    R-R-R-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 with doobie long
    Cause the dookie's on any song that they threw me on, gone

    We strivin home, gone
    [Cam] I ride on chrome...
    We strivin home, gone
    [Cam] Killa, I ride on chrome

    Knock knock, who's there? Killa Cam, Killa who?
    Killa Cam, hustler, grinder, gorilla true
    Oh my chinchilla blue, blue you ever dealt with a dealer
    Well here's the deal ma we goin to the {?}
    No concealin, no ceiling I don't need a roof
    Act up, get out, I don't need you poof
    Poof, be gone, damn tough luck dag
    Dag, niggaz still doin puff puff pass
    Pull the truck up fast and I tell 'em
    Hey, back in a touched up Jag, shit
    Y'all niggaz want Killa Cam, cerebellum
    An old man just gon' tell 'em (too late, he, gone)
    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 (too late, he, gone)
    Yes I know you wanna see my demise
    Yeah you church boy actin like a thief in disguise
    Ain't leavin my side, see the greed in my eyes
    Ask Abby y'all hustle for a week to the Chi, shit
    And that ain't leavin alive, please believe me
    Gave Weezy a piece of the pie, and
    You can ask George or Regina
    The whole Westside I explore with the Beemer now

    We strivin home, I ride on chrome
    Listen homeboy move on
    That's your best bet, why's that?

    Uhh, uhh, yo, yo
    I been pourin out some liquor for the fact that my pal's gone
    And tryin to 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 a foul on, what coulda gone wrong
    Now they askin Cons, how long has this gone on
    And maybe all this money mighta gone to my head
    Cause they got me thinkin money mighta gone to the feds
    So I ain't goin to the dread, but he'll go on up to bed
    And when I came the next mornin 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 shoulda gone to the crib
    And rented "Gone With the Wind," cause I'da gone about 10
    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 now we gone for 20 years, doin time behind bars
    And since I gone to a cell for some cruddy crimes
    I guess I gone to the well one too many times, cause I'm gone

    [long instrumental pause]

    [Kanye West imitating "The Show" at first]
    Uh-uh-uh uh uh onnn, uh uh-uh onnn
    Uh-uh onnn, uh uh-uh I'mmmm
    Ah-head 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 18-year-old
    Sell drugs or get a job, you gotta play gyro
    My dawg worked at Taco Bell, hooked us up plural-fied
    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 aspiring 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
    Shorty's at the door cause they need more
    Inspiration for they life, they souls, and they songs
    They said sorry Mr. West is gone!

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