Kanye West — We Cant Tell

[Intro: Kanye West] Everywhere I go I'm a star, I'm a star Damn, Kanye, is that your car? Every—Everywhere I go I'm a star, I'm a star Damn, Kanye, is that your car? [Chorus: Kanye West] Niggas repping the 'Go, but we can't tell You claim you got hoes, nigga, we can't tell You claim you got dough, but we can't tell You bought one pair of 1s at a two-for-one sale [Verse 1: Kanye West] Politics kept me at the end of the mixtape So I dropped my own get-well-soon-from-sick tape The drug game bulimic, it's hard to get weight So niggas' money is homo, it's hard to get straight (Uh-huh) I'm tryna do numbers like Pac did But it ain't Shakur, it's the brand new Roc kid Niggas wanna get me like they got BIG 'Cause I moved up out the city and got big That's the poison that run through their veins And attacks they soul and just start to tear 'em up Niggas talk so much shit about me in barbershops They forget to get they hair cut ("Where you going?") Okay, fair enough, the streets is flaring up 'Cause they want gun talk, and I don't go there enough But don't get it fucked up, you can still get your head bust I'm making way too much dough to be playing (I ain't playing with y'all niggas) And this is a classic in the making, history repeats itself He do the rhymes and the beats hisself The only-child syndrome, make hits on his own (Uh-huh) And I'ma look in the mirror if I need some help [Chorus: Kanye West] Y'all bout to blow, man, we can't tell You claim you got hoes, man, we can't tell You niggas gettin' dough, dog, we can't tell You copped one pair of 1s on a two-for-one sale [Verse 2: Kanye West] I cop Ides by the case like Dirty I made it to the Power 30 a whole hour early I'ma pull out the shank and bang ya I'ma cut a nigga up like LL trainer This is the future of the Chi This is the legacy of Twista, the Flic', and Do or Die (What up) So first of all, who am I? ("The fuck is you?") My—My—My name is Kanye and not Kayne, bitch At home like Cambridge, look at what I came with No, none of that same shit, that new and improved Now, I don't know if it's me or how yellow my Roc-A-Fella chain is But I'm so live/smooth, there's nothing to prove (Ooh-OOH!) [Chorus: Kanye West] You niggas 'bout to blow, man, we can't tell You claim you got hoes, man, we can't tell You niggas gettin' dough, dog, we can't tell You copped one pair of 1s at a two-for-one sale [Outro: Kanye West] Ayo, everywhere I go I'm a star, star Damn, Kanye, is that your car? Now, everywhere I go I'm a star Damn, Kanye, is that your car?