[Intro: Kanye West & Dr. Dre]
Low perc, 1 and 2
Kay, low perc, 1 and 2, come on
Big drum, 3, 4
Big drum, 3, 4, uh, okay
Perc, 5, 6
Perc, 5, 6
Timpani, 7, 8
Oh, the timpani, I got it, boom
Bass, 9, 10
Bass 9, 10, okay
Organ, 11, 12
11 and 12, okay, I got it
Piano, 13, 14
Oh, the piano, 13 to 14
Swell, 15, 16
Swell, 15, 16
Opera, 21, 22
Oh, 21, 22
Choir, 23, 24
23, 24, okay, I got you
Synth hits, 25, 26
Oh, them synth hits, yeah, I got you
Strings, 27, 28
27, 28, yeah, okay, we almost there, come on
Horns, 29, 30
Oh, okay, copy that, horns, 29, 30, okay, boom, bap
Uh, yeah, we good, it’s official, ain’t nothin’ missin’
[Verse 1: Kanye West & 2 Chainz]
This mission-
This mission is only on one condition
No one here can ask for permission
No one can settle our ambition, man listen
That's a damn prison
I don't have ambition
I got a to-do list
And on my new list
Is askin’ me who the fuck is you with?
Stop tryin’ to act us like we’re stupid
Y’all take the somethin’ and try to loop it
Black history month every-
And all you show is the-
Us getting hosed down
Us get more sounds
[?] for the hold down
I can see it in your eyes, but can you see it in mine?
I ain’t [?], I’m colorblind
[?] gon’ read another mind
Throw a line, [?], it’s throwin’ fine
How are you? Mom, I’m doing fine
I’m doing mine (Yeah)
That’s in due time (Toni)
Don’t you shine? (Woo)
[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
My partner locked up with IG and he just told me that I got it like his last pic (Last pic)
I got the same financial advisors, the owner of the Mavericks (True)
Thought that shit
Came in full, let me talk my shit
Gas so strong made me cough and shit
Ye came and put me on the vaultin’ shit
Awkward when mix gospel with trap
I got twin Glocks and they both MAC’s (MAC’s)
With a pair of my dawgs and they both strapped
If Noah leave me, send the boat back (Please)
I know my mama, she proud of me (Proud)
I know my wife, she proud of me (She proud)
I know my kids, they proud of me (They proud)
But I do it for them, so it’s vice versa (Yeah)
All these chains on my neck, this how ice hurt you (Ice)
Literally look like an ice sculpture (Woo)
It's the wrong day but you got the right person
Guess what I did? (What?)
Cussed out a white person
Bought her a building, she got purses (Purses)
I call her baby, no Simba like royalty, I resemble that
Don’t be the next kid to get killed ‘cause the internet (Fa-fa)
Adversaries get handled, personally
Spend your block and zoom, ain’t talkin’ virtually
Mountain top to the valley low (Valley low)
Calico, yeah the Navajo (Navajo)
Braids, hair, straight from blue [?]
Most of y’all style straight from Pluto (Yeah)
That’s a-shit (A-shit)
Vibration (Uh)
My birthday song was celebration (Uh)
[Interlude: Sunday Service Choir]

[Verse 3: Consequence]
‘Cause you be always fine when you breathin' the smoke
I ain't that kind of fighter you gon' keep on the ropes
I send [?] to the dentist, he won’t
Black on shit, you know this ain’t even Vogue
The power’s in your hands so grab the remote
Even hit the [?] piece so you change the result
And that teaches us more I say to myself
At one point; yes, at one point; five no’s
They don’t get a check, they turn to five o’s
Or roll, vibe, roll like [?]
Meanwhile, we gon’ ride with five bros
Meanwhile, we gon’ sail with Pablo
And when I slide, they phone will look like a slideshow
‘Cause I’m deep in the south, drivin’ midwest slang
Had a couple drops and the big check came
So there ain’t a price you can pay for this feature
I got hype, and it’s time in your [?]
I got ‘em hyped as the army in the bleachers
And that’s why they selection made us deeper
Could perform, Milan to Paris
My homies got locked by Kamala Harris
So it really ain’t about Biden or Trump
But what you gon’ get from what you hide in the trunk

[Open Verse]