Gifted (Boombotz Remix)

Lyrics

[Intro: Maximum Hedrum] Maximum Hedrum [Verse 1: Kanye West] Ayy, ayy I'm known for running my mouth I will not be accountable for what comes out, uh I dunno, I might have said it I was kinda gone and light-headed And my jacket kinda fresh, bright red And as usual, my pants tight-threaded It seem like everybody dress tight now And I just want my credit Don't get it, twisted, or dreaded I am the king and will not be headed To the morgue no time soon, brethren Being broke made my head hurt So I need the bread or an Excedrin That'll only get my engine revving Whilе y'all on ten, I'm on elevеn I'mma make the news, be on at seven Matter fact, I'm on this very second I'm in first and y'all in second And this verse only add to the freshness Call to the club, tell them add to the guest list What you think? Way more bitches? I can never be too big for my britches Y'all motherfuckers know who this is I'm gifted Merry Christmas Merry Christmas [Chorus: Lykke Li] I'm armed with pens, I've got my rhymes Whatever comes, I write it down So knock me out and shoot me down With mics in hand, we'll stand against the I'm armed with pens, I've got my rhymes Whatever comes, I write it down So knock me out and shoot me down With mics in hand, we'll stand against the test of time [Verse 2: Santigold] You don't know my mind Like I've said a thousand times I gotta stay ahead Know what I'm fighting for I'll leave you to your talk Never seen my kind before And you're all so thick-headed Follow and I know I let it Part of me won't let me quit Won't let me just not say shit So much is there to be bored with Can't be still, I can't afford it Try to hold it in, but it makes me sick So I spit it up, say to hell with it I dream it and I build it tall Make a way for when you fall [Chorus: Lykke Li] I'm armed with pens, I've got my rhymes Whatever comes, I write it down So knock me out and shoot me down With mics in hand, we'll stand against the test of time [Bridge: Maximum Hedrum] Give your state of mind, I'll stop forcing line Words and messages, sticks and stones Growing, lessons, breaking bones Blow it up in my, thoughts go in rewind Greatness waiting, passing, seventies Block my chances, it's your invention Spent my life creating things You're still waiting I'm changing things Keepin' it in one person's mind Desperation's are divine God, I wanna make something great Shocked when I'll be the one to say I dreamed it and I'll talk it out, draw Soon I'll be the one you love [Chorus: Lykke Li] I'm armed with pens, I've got my rhymes Whatever comes, I write it down So knock me out and shoot me down With mics in hand, we'll stand against the I'm armed with pens, I've got my rhymes Whatever comes, I write it down So knock me out and shoot me down With mics in hand, we'll stand against the test of time