Good Friday

Lyrics

(Kanye West)  
Party people in the place to be  
You are now in the midst of a real mc  
Throw your hands in the air if you real as me  
Oooooooooooh  
  
(Kid Cudi)  
Are you?  
Ready to go?  
I know the city gettin' ready for me  
I know the city gettin' ready  
  
(Kanye)  
Such an easy mornin', we on a ride  
And I'm feelin' smooth as the way the Benz drive  
Turn the radio down if they playin' that bullshit  
They don't want black people to think at trial  
He think he live  
  
(Common)  
He think he live, he think he cold  
He think I'm high, I'm in thinker mode  
Eyes low'd, I let the skies hold the thoughts  
The streets are like the high road that I go across  
  
(Kanye)  
I mean, my whole team 'bout to smash the streets  
The Phillip Lim remind them that it's Fashion Week  
And the weather wasn't barely hot  
Did I mention that the sweater was a Jeremy Scott?  
Did I mention G. O. O. D. Music, yeah, forever we hot  
Motherfucker, are you ready or not?  
  
Are you?  
Ready to go?  
I know the city gettin' ready for me  
I know the city gettin' ready  
  
Are you?  
Ready to go?  
I know the city gettin' ready for me  
I know the city gettin' ready  
  
(This goes out to the hardcore hip-hop)  
(Can't stop! Yooou can't stop!)  
(This goes out to the allcore hip-hop)  
(Can't stop! Yooou can't stop!)  
  
(Pusha T)  
As 'Ye flips the piano  
The mood swings like the change of a channel  
He's heating up like they wrapped him in flannel  
Sellin' kilos through your ipod nano  
Cocaine vandal, I induct scandal  
Money drive you crazy, look at Marbury's handle  
Vaseline face, reminiscent of my tires  
Ice cream paint job, somethin' like Breyers  
Euro tank top, Dior inspired  
Sell it to you hard, no assembly required  
(Eyuck!) I'm 2012 in 2010  
Which makes this a time machine, not just any Benz  
Floss for the members of the gang with 28  
While haters wish death 'pon me, that's many men  
Yeah, and if you slaim you on your paper route  
Stop talkin', motherfucker, pull your paper out  
  
Are you?  
Ready to go?  
I know the city gettin' ready for me  
I know the city gettin' ready  
  
Are you?  
Ready to go?  
I know the city gettin' ready for me  
I know the city gettin' ready  
  
(Big Sean)  
  
Now tell me, do it feel good? Well, all right  
Don't worry, we gon' be here all night  
And you know a nigga rep that Westside (Westside!)  
Westside, Westside!  
So te-te-tell who the freshest of 'em all?  
They claimin' that they fresh, they ain't fresher than my balls  
A nigga seen the fresh like I'm headed to the fall  
Mc hunting season, putting heads up on the wall  
I sneak peeked ahead while we headed to the loft  
Man, I always thought with the head inside my drawers  
I guess that's why in school, my grades went from As to Bs to Cs  
All over double Ds, I be absent all week  
This is for my niggas, all the ones I ride for  
Man, that's the fam, we let 'em in through the side door  
Hold on: That's the girl you gave a wedding ring?  
Man, me and my niggas nutted on her everything  
  
(Charlie Wilson)  
  
And let me hear you say ahhhh  
Va-va-va-va-va-va  
Va-va-va-va-va-va  
  
Let me hear you say ahhhh  
Va-va-va-va-va-va  
Va-va-va-va-va-va  
  
(Kanye)  
  
Ay, we promised  
  
Now put your hands up to the sky  
Until the day in that we die  
And we'll be here all evenin'  
G. O. O. D. Fridays, I hope you have a nice weekend  
  
Are you?  
Ready to go?  
I know the city gettin' ready for me  
I know the city gettin' ready  
  
Are you?  
Ready to go?  
I know the city gettin' ready for me  
I know the city gettin' ready  
  
Are you?  
Ready to go?  
I know the city gettin' ready for me  
I know the city gettin' ready  
  
Are you?  
Ready to go?  
I know the city gettin' ready for me  
I know the city gettin' ready  
  
Are you?  
Ready to go?  
I know the city gettin' ready for me  
I know the city gettin' ready  
  
I know the city gettin' ready for me  
I know the city gettin' ready  
End