Kanye West — Dark Fantasy HW Version

[Intro: Nicki Minaj] I guess you think you know the story, you don't The real one is much too gory The phony one, the only one you know Was cooked up years, and years ago (This copy is for Hype Williams) And makes to sound all soft and sappy Just to keep the children happy Twisted fictions, sick addiction Well, gather 'round, children; zip it; listen [Verse 1: Kanye West] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I fantasized 'bout this back in Chicago Mercy, mercy me, that Murciélago That's me, the first year that I blow How you say broke in Spanish? Me no hablo (This copy is for Hype Williams) Me drown sorrow in that Diablo Me found bravery in my bravado DJs need to listen to the models "You ain't got no fuckin' Yeezy in your Serato?" You ain't got no Yeezy, nigga? Stupid, but what the fuck do I know? I'm just a Chi-town nigga with a Nas flow And my bitch in that new Phoebe Philo So much head, I woke up to Sleepy Hollow [Chorus: Jon Anderson] Can we get much higher? Oh, oh, oh (This copy is for Hype Williams) Oh, oh, oh, oh [Verse 2: Kanye West] Look like a fat booty Celine Dion Sex is on fire, I'm the King of Leon-a Lewis Beyond the truest, hey, teacher, teacher Tell me how do you respond to students? And refresh the page and restart the memory? Re-spark the soul and rebuild the energy? We stopped the ignorance, we killed the enemies Sorry for the night demons that still visit me The plan was to drink until the pain over But what's worse, the pain or the hangover? Fresh air, rollin' down the window (This copy is for Hype Williams) Too many Urkels on your team, that's why your wins low Don't make me pull the toys out, huh Don't make me pull the toys And fire up the engines And then they make noise [Chorus: Jon Anderson] Can we get much higher? Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh [Bridge: Justin Vernon & Kanye West] At the mall, there was a seance (This copy is for Hype Williams) Just kids, no parents Then the sky filled with herons (Saw the devil) In a Chrysler LeBaron And the hell, it wouldn't spare us And the fires did declare us But after that, took pills, kissed an heiress And woke up back in Paris [Chorus: Jon Anderson] Can we get much higher? Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh (This copy is for Hype Williams)