kanye's style detriorated significantly...but dis shhhh is hottt

Life is tougher than a steak from a grill,
I'll feed you food for thought - ya'all take on the bill...
heres the tip, stay on ya toes..I got a fear to quit, I stray from close...
my heart stays open about it's life, I learned to make my hardest choices without advice.
cause niggas also feed you the wrong view,
before you fall, you weeble..and fore' that I stand on my own two...
I'll make sure to do what the song do..never change that is,
shit, we never changed as kids...same graffiti wall - raised on the stoop...
same b-ball I lays in the hoop, the same song we can recall - plays in the coupe...
but like a bird raised in a coupe,
mom's pushed me on my way witha' smooch..
good-bye kisses - those who know I can fly witnessed..
every half-step, reminding me of blue sky and black death
I know I have sense, it's only logic to reminisce...
but, I've been locked on my target ever since...
I never flew aladin's magic carpet, or had a genie grant a wish..
I had to really understand the pits, all the tactics from the trench to the top..
how to...bend over backwards and no matter how intense it got never stop...
ya'all can catch me in the rain, lookin dryer than a sun burn...
cause I stay hot..and no Im not livin' like the "wire" - now that it's confirmed,
I'm jsut livin' how I'm livin' - and that's in one word..
I'm simply "living"..with-in this jungle herd....
damn police - wana us on our hands and knees..so we stampeed...
yeah - I know..I can bleed, but so can you...
ya'all don't really wana' know what my folk can do...
we use to be tight, now we like....every other broken crew...
barely talk, neva eva meet up.....then resort for better weather go to beach to catch sun..
another plan falls thru...really, how many times do ya mans call you?
just..."buts and ands" ..I'm in digust with fam..I only trust one hand...
the one I'm fed by, cause to them...I'm just a dead guy...
and really I understand...cause we all just want to get by....
I neva sweat , I neva cry...what I'm suppose to do, get emotional?
that aint even close to cool....I was made to fight the real smarter than that...
I see hate coverin' their ice grills harder than plaque, and the way the put us down...
it's like they spittin' gingavitous...I think this shit is tight, wasn't written so hope you like it....
cause they praying on my down fall......and I feel...I could Never Change bein' around ya'all...
we ain't safe form war's goin on no matter six feet or how tall.....

i ama star representa hot rod to winter
ices yo rain here to take da pain baby stuff gon change but first the rain
we neva change we neva changed we just remain da same.
and i said we gon be famouse kuz we da greatest.
say fuk all you hateas.hot rod that illist
ices the realest.im gonna kill dis
baby do you feel dis.kuz u have to feel dis.

hot a** trak son real rap........... king of new york!!!!!!!!!!!

Ooooo cool....

Jaclyn

I luv dis beat, da best

HOT azz instrumental.