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Jay-Z & Kanye West - HAM

It was all good just a week ago
N*ggas feel theyselves and then Watch The Throne drop
N*ggas kill themselves
What n*ggas gon' do Hov?
This a new crack on a new stove
I'm in the two-door, true that
N*ggas tellin' me “You back”
Like a n*gga ever left up out this b*tch, huh?
And if life a b*tch suck my d*ck huh?
And I bet she f*cked the whole clique, huh
By the way n*gga, you should f*ckin' quit, n*gga
Just forget it, you talk it, I live it
Like Eli I did it, joke's on you muthaf*cker and I get it
No paper hoe, but you can have some more of me
Or-gy, or are we speakin' metaphorically
Historically, I'm kickin' b*tches out like Pam, n*gga
Goin' HAM n*gga, me and Jigga
And a n*gga still young, wanna have no kids
But I've been practicing with some actresses as bad as shit
And a few white girls, asses flat a shit
But the head so good, damn a n*gga glad he hit
Got ‘em jumpin' out the building
Watch out below, a million out the door
I'm about to go HAM
Hard as a muthaf*cker,
Let these n*ggas know who I am
F*ck y'all mad at me for?
You don't even know what I've been through
I play chicken with a Mack truck
Y'all muthaf*ckers woulda been moved
I swam waters with great whites
Y'all muthaf*ckers woulda been chewed
I hustle with vultures late nights
Y'all muthaf*ckers woulda been food
F*ck wrong with these dudes
Try to walk around in these shoes
See the shit I saw growing up
And maybe you can take a peek at these boo's
N*ggas fantasize about the shit that I do daily like
These rappers rap about all the shit that I do really
I'm like really half a billi n*gga
Really you got baby money
Keep it real with n*ggas
N*ggas ain't got my lady money
Watch the Throne don't step on our robe
Bad enough we let you step on our globe
When my nephew died, daddy dead
N*ggas took the price on my uncles head
Nobody called the cops as my uncle bled
So I feel like I would like to know my uncles bread
Bow down, brother pay homage
don't spill hate all on my garments
Commes Des Garcon, f*ck your fresh
head shots n*gga f*ck your vests
F*ck the pig, no pork on my fork
Peace God cause you know a n*gga just went Ham
Yeah I'm 'bout to go HAM