Kanye West — Gone Live at Abbey Road Studios

[Intro: Otis Redding & Kanye West] Wished I had told, ooh, was the only one But it's too late (Uh-oh) It's too late He's gone [Verse 1: Kanye West & Consequence] You sweat her, and I ain't talkin 'bout a Coogi You a big L, and I ain't talkin 'bout Cool J See me at the airport, at least twenty Louis Treat me like the Prince and this my sweet brother Numpsay (Brother Numpsay!) Groupies say I'm too choosy Take 'em to the show and talk all through the movies Say she want diamonds, I took her to Ruby Tuesdays If we up in Fridays, I still have it my way, gone [Chorus 1: Cam'ron, Kanye West, Both] We striving home (Yeah) I ride on chrome [Verse 2: Kanye West] Y'all don't want no prob' from me What you rappers could get is a job from me Maybe you could be my intern, and in turn I'll show you how I cook up summer in the winter Aaron love the raw dog, when will he learn? Caught something on the Usher tour, he had to let it burn Plus, he already got three chil'r'n Arguin' over babysitters like, "Bitch, it's your turn" "Damn, Ye, it'd be stupid to diss you Even your superficial raps is super-official" R-R-R-Roc Pastelle with Gucci on With TVs in the ride, throw a movie on Said he couldn't rap, I'm at the top with Doobie Long 'Cause I dookied on any song that they threw me on, gone [Chorus 2: Cam'ron, Kanye West, Both] We striving home (What?) I ride on chrome Listen, homeboy, move on That's your best bet, why's that, Cons'? (Now see 'Quence, come on) [Verse 3: Consequence] I been pouring out some liquor for the fact that my pal's gone And trying to help his Momma with the fact that her child's gone And since we used to bubble like a tub full of Calgon Guess it's only right that I should help her from now on But since they got afoul on what could've gone wrong Now they asking Cons, "How long has this gone on?" And maybe all this money might have gone to my head 'Cause they got me thinking money might have gone to the Feds So I had gone to the dread, but he had gone up to bed And when I came the next morning, he was gone with my bread And with that being said, I had gone on my instincts And gone to the spots where they go to get mixed drinks But looking back now, I should've gone to the crib And rented Gone With the Wind, 'cause I'da gone in by ten But I had gone with my friend, and we had gone to the bar And heard a nigga talking shit so I had gone to the car And now the judge is telling me that I had gone too far And now we gone for twenty years, doing time behind bars And since I gone to a cell for some petty crimes I guess I gone to the well one too many times, 'cause I'm gone [Interlude: Kanye West] Make some noise for Consequence, y'all It's G.O.O.D. Music, baby Out on these shores 2006, Don't Quit Your Day Job I'ma get a string somethin' for a minute Make some noise for the strings right now They've been playing so beautifully, don't you agree? Don't you agree? The wire strings, that is Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-uh, uh-uh, on, uh-uh-uh, on Uh-uh, on, uh-uh-uh [Verse 4: Kanye West] I'm, uh, ahead of my time, sometimes years out So the powers that be won't let me get my ideas out And that make me wanna get my advance out And move to Oklahoma and just live at my aunt's house Yeah, I romance the thought of leaving it all behind Kanye, step away from the lime Light like when I was on the grind In the 1-9-9-9 Before model chicks was bending over Or dealerships asked me, "Benz or Rover?" Man, if I could just get one beat on Hova We could get up off this cheap-ass sofa What the summer of the Chi got to offer an eighteen-year-old? Sell drugs or get a job, you gotta play your role Dog worked at Taco Bell, hooked us up plural Fired a week later, the manager count the churro Sometimes I can't believe it when I look up in the mirro' How we out in Europe, spending Euros They say you never know what you got 'til it's gone I know I got it, I don't know what y'all on I'ma open up a store for aspiring MCs Sell 'em no dream, but the inspiration is free But if they ever flip sides like Anakin You will sell everything including the mannequin They got a new bitch, now you Jennifer Aniston Hold on, I'll handle it, don't start panickin', stay calm Shorties at the door 'cause they need more Inspiration for they life, they souls, and they songs Told 'em, "Sorry, Mr. West is gone"