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[Verse 1: Kanye West] On a scale of one to ten, what do you rate yourself Here's some champagne, hydrate yourself I know I'm lookin' good, you lookin' great yourself I mean you shittin' on these bitches, you should hate yourself My style so cold, I could skate myself But I go so hard, I could make it melt I mean the flow so solar every bar, could power an electric car My, my, my, whips is side-by-side, he just talkin', mine's outside Do you mind if I take you on a test, do you have all-wheel drive And if that baby purr, I'm gonna baby her Bitches gon' hate and maybe worse Cause your ice so brrr I copped you a baby fur just to work I know you was unprepared, but this is a whole new arena See, niggas come by talkin' bout they make it rain I'll make that bitch Katrina Mr. Kanye Omari, with my Entourage, no Ari And a motorcycle jacket, no Harley She said dude, that's cool (Gnarly) [Chorus] Alright alright, alright Alright alright, alright Alright alright, alright Alright, alright [Verse 2: Twista] Twista where you at, abracadabra, did he vanish Hurry up and come out, but I ain't want to panic I say that I'm in the zone, but they don't understand it Physically I'm here, but mentally I'm on another planet And it only kinda made 'em look at me like I was stupider Now they askin' which planet, is it Jupiter So I let the money show cause I know stacks could talk I'm mackin' on bitches with my intergalactic thoughts In my Mercedes Benz, pull up on a chick And holla at her and her lady friends Like as rich as an Arabian, I'm kickin' pure flows Euros they pay me in for what I put together in the dungeon I'm lookin' for a UK chick with a nice onion Never beat it up like Paul Bunyan And I can't believe they let an American Werewolf in London Especially when drinking G's with a tonic Steady be trippin' while smokin' on the hydroponic When I spit it like this they be callin' me bionic Kanye with the Twist, nigga (how ironic) And I'm astonished haters don't wanna see me on They wanna know how Twista get the easy dome Swag off the chain, twenty-threes be chrome Artful Dodgers with the Yeezys on (Gone) [Chorus] Alright alright, alright Alright alright, alright Alright alright, alright Alright, alright [Verse 3: Twista] I'm blowin' on flame but yours is all white And I'ma pull up in the Bentley all white Step up in the club with nothing but all dykes Sippin' on some Louis and partyin' all night Phony-ass people, I don't feel they demeanor So I hop in the rocket and go and chill over Venus One of rap's heroes, who came from zero Makin' something out of nothing, call me Gilbert Arenas Now I'm fuckin' with divas that rock the stadiums Blow my brains back 'til my face be numb I am the shit, It don't make me numb Rockin' wit a swagger like I got an eight-feet gun And my flow be colossal cause I spit the impossible Whether with rhythm no limit to what I can do See through a prism when I conquer an obstacle And always get money no matter how illogical I follow through because, uh [Chorus] Alright alright, alright Alright alright, alright Alright alright, alright Alright, alright