Glenwood

[Intro: Kanye West] Yeah Okay Ayy! [Verse 1: Kanye West] Ayo, y'all niggas poppin' willy shit, let's see who really rich Y'all ride the beat, I'm about to pop a wheelie, bitch Really, this, I came up with on some silly shit Look how good it is! I'll show you who you dealin with Y'all illy? I'm iller, I'm from Illi-noise Yo, Big Sean, why don't you call your Chi-Town boys? Show me where they at, I will destroy About to fuck somethin up, I might as well call the lawyer G.O.O.D. Music run this bitch? Yes, we do I know you thinking, "Damn, I wish 'Ye would bless me, too" In the booth, I use the restroom—it's best you... Gon' head and kiss the Jesus piece 'cause I just blessed you, ugh And holy water, odds against Ye, it's slaughter Ever since I opened up that Midnight Marauders Now it's gon be a problem like a brand new installment From the late, great Mr. Christopher Wallace They call us pompous; can I be honest? Honestly, modesty wasn't ever in my policy Apology accepted, you ain't say it? Should've said it As soon as I did it, all that bullshit was deaded [Hook: Big Sean & Kanye West] (Get it?) Yup, yup, I get it G.O.O.D. Music, bitch, ain't nobody fucking with it And nah, nah, they can't really do it how we did it It's G.O.O.D. Music, bitch, ain't nobody fucking with it [Verse 2: Big Sean] B.I.G. is, "Gee, whiz!" He is Sure he would be the man, ever since a fetus I know it's niggas prayin on my downfall and weak shit But I'm never going downhill, even on ski trips I am the D, come and make an observation It seem like the murder rate is higher than the population Damn! I bet you just as sweet as you look, bitch You are just Bushwick, I'm 8-foot-6 I'm so up-up on it like insomniacs G.O.O.D. Music, man, 'Ye, where he find me at? I'm so dominant, I'm so confident That I'ma get a compliment on any fucking continent From freaks that's fine as shit, without this designer shit Big business, respect my conglomerate Girls get check, but my bank get check more Whenever niggas check up, I'm who they check for Or have a check for; Louie V shit So much Damier print, fuck around and play check-ors And these rappers get critical damages But I rap so good, it's no need for bandages You the man in your city? Cool When am I performing? Right after you I'm sorry but you gone be ranked right after two 'Cause, I'm first place and second is my crew So move, bitch! Yeah