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Gifted

Verse ( Kanye West)Hey eh

I'm known for running my mouth

I will not be accountable for what comes out uh

I don't know I might of said it

I was kinda gone and light-headed

My jacket kinda fresh, bright red-ed

And as usual my pants tight threaded

It seem like everybody dress tight now

And I just want my credit

Don't get it twisted or dreaded

I am the king and will not be-headed

To the mall no time soon brethren

Being broke made my head hurt

So I need the bread or an Excedrin

That'll only get my engine revvin'

While y'all on ten, I'm on eleven

I'mma make the news, be on at seven

Matter fact, I'm on this very second

I'm in first and y'all in second

And this verse only add to the freshness

Call to the club, tell 'em add to the guest list

What you think? Way more bitches?

I can never be to big for my britches

Y'all mutha fuckas know who this is

I'm gifted, Merry Christmas...

Merry ChristmasChorus (Lykke Li and Santogold)I'm armed with pens

And I got my rhymes

Whatever comes, I'll write it down

So knock me out

And shoot me down

With mics in hand

We'll stand against the test of timeVerse (Santogold)You don't know my mind

Like I said a thousand times

I try to stay ahead

Know what I'm fighting for

I leave you to your talk

Never seen my kind before

And you're all so thick headed

Follow and I know I led it

Part of me won't me quit

Won't let me just not say shit

So much there to be bored with

Can't be still, I can't afford it

Try to hold it in but it makes me sick

So I spit it out, say the hell with it

I dream it and I build it tall

Make a way for when it fallsChorus (Lykke Li and Santogold)I'm armed with pens

And I got my rhymes

Whatever comes, I'll write it down

So knock me out

And shoot me down

With mics in hand

We'll stand against the test of timeBreakI'm armed with pens

And I got my rhymes

Whatever comes, I'll write it down

So knock me out

And shoot me down

With mics in hand

We'll stand against the test of time

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