[Intro: Kanye West]
𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘵
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺, 𝘴𝘸𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴
𝘓𝘦𝘵'𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘈𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘢 𝘛𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺
Life of the party, mhm, 'til I almost cry, mhm
It's the life of the party, to think I could've almost died
Lord, help us

[verse 1: w1reh3ad]
Hey miss donda
You run into fathers mama tell her i said i need advise
Tell her "hey lynn your godson being bullied by a couple guys"
Ask her "how i make it stop, without makin em die"
I know your son helped people with the same shit
But im not trying to get into a situation where someone might get hit
Its to the point, where i feel like kanye in o'10
Everyone hatеd him
He thought about killing him-
Self
I feel the samе way
Except its gonna end in a lot more deaths then just me
So tell me.. miss donda
If she responds so i dont have to ponder
If a rifle is worth buyin
So people dont end up dyin
So my father, dont end up sighin
Askin "god why"
"god why did my boy shoot those people"
Because he was bein bullied the whole time
And the school ain't did nothin to help
All they did was get a pussy ass contract
That didn't do shit but inact
More trouble to the boy
Got more people on him
All because he liked a certain artist
His best friend turned his back on him
For some boys who wanted him to betray his friend
That boy is hugo perez
And i also want him dead
I want him to stop breathin
That way he dont end up breedin a bitch
And end up havin a son
That way that child dont have to see his daddy die from a gun
Hey miss donda? are you still listenin?
I have to ask cause some people dont like listenin to me talk
Like that boy hugo, when we was still friends
If i talk to him in public, he would make the conversation end
With a simple "shut up"
I always asked him "why"
"why you act like we ain't friends in public"
But he wouldn't answer now his lips was the ones shutted
Now we ain't talk no more
So miss lynn, i know you ain't no me for long
But please give me an answer for both his and my sake
That way he dont have to die this way

[Chorus: Kanye West, 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘉.𝘐.𝘎 & 𝗗𝗶𝗱𝗱𝘆]
Straight from Shibuya, on some zen
We back, ramped up, we on ten
It's a marathon and look, we comin' for the win
Just like Puff told Christopher, we gon' win big (𝗖'𝗺𝗼𝗻)
Put the whole family on, look at what my Kim did
Just like Puff told Christopher, we gon' win big (𝘶𝘩)
We gon' win big (𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵?)

[Verse 2: Kanye West]
Southside gang mentality weigh heavy
I was thinkin' out the box even in a Box Chevy
And my favorite art teacher name was Mrs. Levy
'Round the time, I learned to put my feelings to a medley (The life of the party)
I ain’t turn in homework for like four months and I bet she let me
She saw the vision
"Yeezy you special, go make your own decisions then"
Man, that was a good choice, faith driving us like a Rolls Royce
They tried to take my voice away, I ain't try to take ya choice away
I just prayed the water break, just for my daughter sake, from a slip-up
Fake signatures from fake managers, it all damage ya, good Lord
Give 'em enough of they own rope to hang 'em with
The paparazzi never really got what my angle is
They treat my married life like some type of entanglement
My neighbor still dissin', wonderin' why I ain't sayin' it
I can smell the setup, that's that 2Pac in Vegas hit
I revealed myself and some don't know what to make of it
God has said himself to make sure that the baby live
And if Ye ain't here, then tell me who gonna say this here?
Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a goddamn minute
Let me stop playing with it, hopped in a Lamb' with it
Hopped in a Lamb' with it, in a damn pandemic
Nerve of Uncle Sam gotta have his damn hand in it

[Chorus: Kanye West, 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘉.𝘐.𝘎 & 𝗗𝗶𝗱𝗱𝘆]
Straight from Shibuya, on some zen
We back, ramped up, we on ten
It's a marathon and look, we comin' for the win
Just like Puff told Christopher, we gon' win big (𝗖'𝗺𝗼𝗻)
Put the whole family on, look at what my Kim did
Just like Puff told Christopher, we gon' win big (𝘶𝘩)
We gon' win big (𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵?)

[Bridge: Kanye West]
Do y'all feel me? Really?
Get off Scott Free, I'm talking Ridley
Get off our knees, that's if you're with me
Get off your knees, that's if you're with me
Get off your knees and let's get free
Get off your knees and let's get free
Really, I mean really
Really, I mean really
I need release, I don't need police
I'm like, "****, puh-lease"
Y'all can't hear me, (𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒛𝒊𝒏𝒈), for the real me
For the real me, I mean, mhmm-mm

[Outro: DMX]
Alright, it's gonna shoot us in the— woah, uh-oh, uh-oh
Ready mama? (Yup)
I'm so proud of you, yup, you're gonna have so much fun
They gonna shoot us in the air, mama, okay?
C'mon, P, I got you, it's okay, mama
Hold your head back, hold your head back (Three, two, one)
Daddy's here, daddy's here, daddy's right here
It's okay, mama, daddy's here, daddy here
𝗛𝗲𝗹𝗽, 𝗛𝗲𝗹𝗽, daddy's right here, 𝗜'𝗺 𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗱
Okay, okay, I got you, it's okay
Okay, we goin' slow, we goin' slow down
It's okay, stop cryin', daddy got you, see, it's over, you did it, P!
You already did it! See? It's already over! Yay! You did it!
Big Girl! It's already over! It's already over, it's already over (The life of the party)
Daddy right here, daddy right here ('Til I almost cried)
I told you I'm not gon' let you go
I'm not gon' let you go, mama, okay?
Daddy got you, daddy gon' bring us all the way down, okay?
How was it? (We good)
You did a good job (It was scary)
Good job! (Our daughter got more heart than you)