Kanye West - History lyrics

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Kanye West - History lyrics

[Hook] Now that all the smoke is gone (lighter) And the battle's finally won (give me a lighter) Victory's finally ours (Lighters up, lighters up) History so loved, so long, so long, so long… [Verse 1: Jay-Z] In search of victory, she keeps eluding me If only we could be together momentarily We could make love, and make history Why won't you visit me, until she visits me I'll be stuck with her sister, her name is defeat She gives me agony, so much agony She brings me so much pain, so much misery Like missing your last shot and falling to your knees As the crowd screams, for the other team I've practiced so hard for this moment victory don't leave I know what this means, I'm stuck in this routine Whole new different day, but the same old things All I got is dreams, but nobody else could see Nobody else believes, nobody else but me Where are you victory? I need you desperately Not just for the moment, to make history [Hook] [Verse 2: Jay-Z] So now I'm flirting with d**h Hustling like a G, while victory wasn't watching Took chances repeatedly As a teenage boy, before acne Before I got proactive, I couldn't face she I just threw on my hoodie and headed to the streets I swear I met success, we lived together shortly A success is like lust, she's good for the touch She's good for the moment, but she's never enough Everybody's had her, she's nothing like V A success is all I got, unfortunately But I'm burning down the block Hopin' in and out of V's But something tells me that there's much more to see Before I get k**ed, cause I can't get robbed So before me, success and d**h ménage I gotta get lost, I gotta find V We gotta be together to make history [Hook] [Verse 3: Jay-Z] Now victory is mine, she tastes so sweet She's my trophy wife, she's coming with me We'll have a baby who stutters repeatedly We'll name him history He'll repeat after me He's my legacy, son of my hard work Future of my past, he'll explain who I be Rank me among the greats Either 1 2 or 3, if I ain't number one Then I failed you victory Ain't in it for the fame, that dies within weeks Ain't in it for the money, can't take it when you leave I wanna be remembered long after you grieve Long after I'm gone, long after I breathe I leave all I am, in the hands of history That's my last will testimony This is much more then a song It's a baby shower, I've been waiting for this hour History, you're ours

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