[Kanye West]
Party people in the place to be
You are now in the midst of a real MC
Throw your hands in the air if you real as me
Throw your hands in the air if you real as me

[Whitewoods]
She lifts her feet across the board walk
She lets the sunset light give movement to her eyes
You know she gets away with murder
Swallows up your heart of gold
And I don't know just where we've got to go
To go

This song was written for the postman
Another one who's realer under aurora skies
The summer sleeps in time for autumn
Second time with leaves on grass
And I don't know just where we've got to go
To go
To go
To go
To go
To go