Last Freestyle (I Met Oprah)

[Intro: Kanye West]

This my last motherfuckin' freestyle dog

If you don't let me go first this time man

You gon' have to wait for the album come out my nig

I'm tired man I'm sick and tired

I'm just a playa-player (Na-na-na-na)

Plus this a exclusive Kanye to the beat

Agh come on man

Fuck around and throw this on your instrumental shit too

This what I'm about to say

[Verse 1: Kanye West]

Niggas old as hell, trying to get they rappin' on

In the club looking like a fucking chaperone

I'm in the club, posted up "Guess Who's Back" is on

If not that then a Just Blaze track is on

It's all Roc the world, we all got your girl

Copped your girl, never gave back your girl

Watch the rap unfurl, after Beanie Mack confirm

Kanye best producer-rapper in the world

Nah Beans, I'm going after MCs

Show 'em that this rap game made for me

Made for us, they bite and they plagiar-us

They spit the style for the niggas that made it up

That's like me buying soul beats for my album

Dog, I had to eat, I sold beats from my album

Now I got heat, I hold beats for my album

February 18th, reach for my album

Niggas forcing me to keep the heater

Black strap, white handle, I got Jungle Fever

Black Benz, white truck, and one 2-seater

I'm in the game getting change like a parking meter

And since Takeover

It feel like the whole hood try to get a Jenny Jones makeover

I got the hood on my shoulder

City on my back

They like 'Damn, I heard you charging 50 a track!

I mean, you can at least give me a stack

You can't do all that hard work yourself and not give nothing back

You know how shit change when your name get to buzzing

This year alone I got two dozen new cousins

Niggas popping out the woodworks, talking about "you owe me"

Mama "I'm famous", niggas hate me that don't know me

[Outro: Kanye West]

Yo, I know you all surprised and shit when you see me on MTV

But keep your eyes glued to

I don't know what channel that is out here In Chicago that's Channel 7, ABC

You might fuck around see me on Oprah Winfrey or something

Matter of fact last week, true story, true story, true story, listen I got a little cold right now, true story, though

I'm on 40th, like, near like, I don't know 5th or something

I see an SUV and the window rolled down and shit

And this black lady from Chicago, she like

"Yo, um, I just bought one of these in black"

And I just got the G5 or whatever

She like, "I just got one of these in black I'm like, "it drive more like a truck than my last one."

I'm like, "Yo, but I'm from Chicago, too. I wanna be on your show!"

She said "Yo, well, oh, ok, well, who are you?'

And I told her, "I'm Kanye West, a rapper."