Bad News

[Intro: Kanye West]

Didn't you know, I was waiting on you

Waiting on a dream that'll never come true

Didn't you know, I was waiting on you

My face turned to stone when I heard the news

When you decide to break the rules

Cause I just heard some real bad news

[Verse 1: Jet 2]

Bars that I'm locked in painted from the vision

From inspiration that's driven

From the ladies that I could not get

Wonder if I'll find me, cause currently that is not yet

But I'm making progress

Picking up the pieces to a broken heart's a process

I just cover it all with everything I achieved

Just to get where I haven't got yet

Trying to dissemble my egotistical mindset

But I speak on how it feels, I give's a damn about gossip

Devilish endeavors with two angels that were God sent

Sticking to my mental while I spit to instrumentals

While I vision in my mental through the bars of the window

With the glass that will break like I'm visioning crescendos

And my heart is in that window but the vision's in my tempo

To the women that I loved, I referred as bitches and then hoes

Wishing I could take it back but I can't erase the fact

I'm falling from following a trend that I did not set

Beautiful initials I skip when speaking the alphabet

R.M. the reason I turned to lovely chocolate

Visions that I pictured in my mind that I thought I'd get

In the pursuit of happiness, I guess it hasn't happened yet

Speaking love to ladies that I love in these verses

Cause in person I'll try but choke up like I lost breath

So I murder my emotions in hopes that if I don't show 'em

Then eventually everything will just offset

But it rubs off when

Those who truly love me and try to show it

Get hit with broken pieces of my heart and

Pain becomes a factor and pride becomes an issue

So when you say that you miss me I never say that I miss you

Sitting in a room full of love so misused

Fuck a heartbreak, I love those issues

Broke down from the heart burn, ahh sizzles

But the heartburn made a nigga chest-chiseled

I adapt to my environment like a lizard

Got a sober body, but my mind's on syzzurp (syrup)

Cut y'all niggers who slept on a nigga

Mind breaking straight up out them chains where's Fiddler

Young little ni-ti-ger (nigga) with a big pli-ti-gan (plan)

And ever since this began I mark my perimeters

If music's from the heart then everything that beats I'm feeling for

The moments, I just hope my emotions don't leave your feelings hurt

You will never do to another what you didn't feel at first

So I don't do shit, that is just some shit I learned

And if it ain't concerning happiness, it don't meet my concern

And fixing things will make me happy, obviously I concur

I tried to paint the house without building the foundation

I put my wood first, but my earth is now quaking

And since I was in danger, God became creative

And built the foundation that I lay without the pain in

Only cause I'm the artist and my mind creates the painting

So I ahh, epsom salt while I bathe in

The ocean of success and to some that is bad news

And some others just can't wait for me to make it

But as long as the people that are around me gain a positive

Outlook on life from a simple sentence I've stated

Then everything I worked for, nothing has gone in vain

Cause if I help one make it, I've already made it nigga