H•A•M (Album Version|Edited) - Ye/Jay-Z

Lyrics by：Kanye West/MIKE DEAN/Shawn Carter/Lexus Arnel Lewis

Composed by：Kanye West/MIKE DEAN/Shawn Carter/Lexus Arnel Lewis

Produced by：Lex Luger/Kanye West/MIKE DEAN

It was all good just a week ago

Week ago

Niggas feel they selves

And then watch the throne drop drop

Niggas kill they selves

What niggas gon' do hov

This a new crack on a new stove

I'm in the two-door true that

Niggas tellin' me you back you back

Like a nigga ever left up out this ***** huh

And if life a ***** suck my d**k huh

And I bet she ****** the whole clique huh

By the way nigga you should ******* quit nigga

Just forget it you talk it I live it

Like eli I did it jokes on

Jokes on

You and I get it

No paper h*e but you can have some more of me

Or-gy or are we speakin' metaphorically

Historically I'm kickin' kickin'

******* out like pam like pam

Goin' ham

Goin' ham me and jigga

And a nigga still young wanna have no kids

But I've been practicing with

Some actresses as bad as ****

Had a few white girls asses flat a ****

But the head so good damn a nigga 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 ************ let these

Let these know who I am

I'm about to go ham

Hard as a ************ let these

Let these know who I am

Who I am

Who I am

Who I am

**** y'all mad at me for

Y'all don't even know what I've been through

I play chicken with a mack truck

Y'all ************ woulda been moved

I swam waters with great whites

Y'all ************ woulda been chewed

I hustle with vultures late nights

Y'all ************ woulda been food

Wrong with these dudes

Try to walk around in these shoes

See the **** I saw growing up

And maybe you can take a peek at these boo's

Niggas fantasize about the **** that I do daily like

These rappers rap about all the **** that I do really

I'm like really half a billi billi

Really you got baby money

Keep it real with real with real with

Ain't got my lady money

Watch the throne don't step on our road

Bad enough we let you step on our globe

When my nephew died daddy dead

Niggas 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 **** your fresh

Head shots shots your vests your vests

Pig no pork on my fork

Peace God 'cause you know a nigga just went ham

Hard as a ************ let these

Let these know who I am

Yeah I'm 'bout to go ham

Hard as a ************ let these

Let these know who I am

Yeah I'm 'bout to go ham

Vivat rex in homine

Vivat rex in homine

Vivat rex in homine

Vivat rex in homine