Noah Goldstein - H·A·M lyrics

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Noah Goldstein - H·A·M lyrics

[Verse 1: Kanye West] It was all good just a week ago, n***as feel theyselves And that Watch the Throne drop, n***as k** themselves What n***as gon' do, Hov? This a new crack, on a new stove I'm in the two-door, true that, n***as telling me "You back!" Like a n***a ever left up out this b**h, huh? And if life's a b**h, bet she s** my dick, huh And I bet she f**ed the whole clique, huh By the way n***a you should f**ing quit n***a Just forget it, you talk it, I live it Like Eli, I did it, joke's on you motherf**er, and I get it No paper ho, but you can have some more of me Or-a-gy or are we speaking metaphorically? Historically I'm kicking b**hes out like Pam, n***a Going H·A·M n***a Me and Jigga And a n***a still young, that's why I have no kids But I've been practicing with some actresses as bad as sh** Had a few white girls, a**es flat as sh** But the head's so good, damn a n***a glad he hit Got 'em jumping out the building, watch out below A million out the door, I'm about to go H·A·M [Hook: Kanye West] Hard as a motherf**er Let these n***as know who I am I'm about to go H·A·M Hard as a motherf**er Let these n***as know who I am [Verse 2: Jay-Z] f** y'all mad at me for? Y'all don't even know what I've been through I played chicken with a Mack truck Y'all muthaf**as woulda been moved I swam waters with Great Whites Y'all muthaf**as woulda been chewed I hustled with vultures late nights Y'all muthaf**as woulda been food f** wrong with these dudes? Try to walk around in these shoes See the sh** I saw growing up Then maybe you could take a peek at Bey's b**bs n***as fantasize about the sh** that I do daily Like these rappers rap about all the sh** that I do really I'm like "Really: half a billi n***a, really?" you got baby money Keep it real with n***as, n***as ain't got my lady's money Watch the throne, don't step on our robe Bad enough we let you step on our globe With my nephew die, daddy dead n***a took the price on my uncle's head Nobody called the cops as my uncle bled So I feel like I would like to know my uncle's bread Bow down, brother pay homage Don't spill hate, all on my garments Comme des Garçons, f** yo fresh Headshots n***a, f** your vest f** the pigs, no pork on my fork Peace God, cause you know a n***a just went H·A·M [Hook: Jay-Z] Hard as a motherf**er Let these n***as know who I am I'm about to go H·A·M Hard as a motherf**er Let these n***as know who I am [Outro] Vivat rex in homine Vivat rex in homine Vivat rex in homine Vivat rex in homine

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