• 標題:Jonah
  • 歌手:Kanye West
  • 專輯:Donda
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    作词 : Kanye West/Mike Dean/Tavoris Javon Hollins Jr/Durk Banks/Tahrence Brown/Michael Suski
    作曲 : Kanye West/Mike Dean/Tavoris Javon Hollins Jr/Durk Banks/Tahrence Brown/Michael Suski
    Like who's here when I need a shoulder to lean on?
    I hope you're here when I need the demons to be gone
    And it's not fair that I had to fight 'em all on my own
    Like who's here when I need a shoulder to lean on?
    And it's not fair that I had to fight 'em all on my own

    Hard to keep my focus on what matters
    Mandem hit my line like, "Some niggas just got hit up on yo' block"
    You can rest assured it's not us
    'Causе we been out the wave catchin' wavеs
    They say, "We ain't seen you on the block"
    'Cause I been out the way
    Chasin' millions in my sleep, I found the better way
    Somewhere on an island, let me kick it, this my getaway
    I pour up a drink for all my niggas who ain't see today
    Tryna finish this with who I started with
    Way too many fallen soldiers, no, I can't forgot
    Hope they got headphones up in Heaven
    You can vibe out and just hear this shit
    It's just certain shit you can't forget
    Kanye and Jay still brothers, they both billionaires (Yeah)
    And we ain't seen off lost my brothers when we was millionaires (Mm-hmm)
    I wasn't scared to die but him that was my biggest fear (That was my biggest fear)
    I got your son and your daughter like you still here (On God)
    Know how it feel to lose a brother, we got a bond still
    Twenty-six years, pops got out to see his son killed (No, ooh whoa)
    And I don't give a **** about hangin' with a Crip, I see a blood still
    I can be the cleanest millionaire, I'm from the mud still (Yeah)
    Died with his chains on, I call it blood diamonds
    It's to the point I drop my own lo' so they could find us
    And it's been months and I still have (Still have)
    Kanye did it for the city, he co-signed
    Who's here when I need a shoulder to lean on?
    Smoke a opp pack ain't funny like that
    It get ugly like that, can't get no money like that
    Holy Father, please, let me step in
    Can't talk to buddy like that, it get bloody like that
    Whole lotta steppers and they steppin'
    And they sunny like that
    And they comin' right back
    And when you on tour, bet you check in
    'Cause my guy back to work, it's a Monday like that
    And when you text, change the beginnin' of every word
    You speak to me with only no cap
    Me and your big homie go back
    Homie don't rap, you don't know me like that