Yeah. DC. Stand up for your boy ? Oh, I go by the name of Kanye To The. The Roc is in the building. And as far as I'm concerned, we're about to bring that real soul back to the game. John Legend on the backgrounds by the way. Let's go.

From what I hear Kanye is killing that game very bad

My girl rockin' the little lamb that Mary had

Little bit of ghosta style mixed with Mosta style

I'm versatile, I'm the poster child

Gettin' cheese so I'm supposed to smile

Get it?

We making hits like Sosa now

Hit it!

And I, hate when girls actin' boushie as hell

And I already seen 'em naked like Blu Cantrell

If I talk to people like they stupid as hell

Do that mean God gonna make my kids stupid as well?

Well

Our Father, please for give me

I am sinner, slash winner, slash soul inventor

C'mon

It's so soulful man

And when you hear, swear it feel like soul food man

Look, my mommy don't be playin' cause she know I got my game intact

I spit them lines that make a rapper have a brain attack

And chickens know I'm gonna do it like I wanna do it

And miscommunication, no we never run into it

I got chicks like Samone and Colla

Stay with lip gloss and Fendi bag beside her

And your girl said she ain't ready for me

I'm in love so mommy got me singin' Teena Marie

High above the Giovanni, she ain't Gucci or Prada

Climbin' in the Mirada, studin' like a scholar

So I don't even bother

I be poppin' my collar

I can get into your soul when I call you tomorrow

C'mon

Verse Three :

I know you gotta lot of stress today

Let's hit the party like we just got paid

Now if you really want to get away

Say yeah, yeah

Got people on your back constantly

And you never get a second for free

You know you gotta get away with me

So say yeah, yeah

Verse Four :

Yo, I'ma worry bout the trades and ballin'

I'm gonna trade it all

I'd rather catch up on my paper and evade them all

You sore losers picked the wrong guy to take a fall

I probably train and fall

For what they made in the fall

Made it to a never-quite-was to an overnight buzz

Cause the way I flip a metaphor, nobody quite does

By the time I leave the club

I'm weighing the pros and cons

Cause she must have been a pro the way she approach the Cons

And Con man is an army

Money boss on

We so big be hoppin' out when I'm tryin' to do my laundry

But I ain't even sorry for the way I get my doe

Cause J, Kanye and Con got that food for your soul, go!

Say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah