Kanye West Heaven And Hell (feat. Sunday Service Choir)
Lyrics from Live Performance
[Verse: Kanye West]
No more promo, no more photos
No more logos, no more chokeholds
We on Bezos, we give payrolls
Trips to Lagos, connect like Legos
We take high roads, make this, my eyes closed
Burn false idols, Jesus disciples
I just drink champagne now, I done bled my vein out
New level the game now, simulation changed
No more problems, no more argue, no more askin'
Who really are you, you know the rеal you
Last time I saw you was inside my rearviеw, shall I continue?
Straight from Baton Rouge, Chicago, Beirut
You cray, we cray too
You pray, we pray too and that's who we pray to
This show, new me, this show, movie
'Cause no one can play you
New grill, new teeth, new chicks, new beef
Still get loose leaf, still whip two seats
Go out, two weeks, a new one for new lease
New crib, new lease, new town, new leash
All life for new leaves, new power, new peace
No talk, you [?], dope fiend, DC
Break out, take charm, kept on with new peace
Break all the old chains, you got a new piece
A new piece, hold up the [?]
New bump, enough for two weeks
One fall for two weeks
Throw out the police
Bump up the feels, songs, the feelin', the new we
[?] the two-ten [?]
Let out the gun, let it grat
[Outro: Kanye West]
Let it grat, let it grat, grat
Let it grat, grat, grat, grat, grat
Grat, grat, let it grat, grat, grat
Let it grat, grat, grat, grat, grat
Let it grat