[Verse 1: Real Gangster]
Just showed my rough drafts to a beaver, he said, "Dam"
I said, understand this man gonna run the land
Hired a producer to send me drill by his own will
It's like Call of Duty, I'ma hop and kill
To put it simple, I'ma gangster, yo
I'ma real gangster, yo, to put it simple
Just went to Walmart, got new clothes
I meant, got some new clothes from Gucci, yo

[Bridge: Jay-Z]
Uh, everything's for sale
I got five passports, I'm never going to jail

[Verse 2: Kanye West]
I made 'Jesus Walks', I'm never goin' to Hell
Co-tour level flow is never going on sale
Luxury rap, the Hermes of vеrses
Sophisticated ignorance likе my curses in cursive
I get it custom, you a customer
You ain't costumed to going through goin' customs
You ain't been nowhere, hah

[Outro: Kanye West]
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