We Can't Tell
- Kanye West (2006)You are listening to the song We Can't Tell by Kanye West, in album Freshmen Adjustment Vol.2. The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
- Intro: Freshmen Adjustment (Vol.2) - John Legend
- We Can't Tell - Kanye West
- A Million And One Freestyle - Kanye West
- Excuse Me Miss (Remix) - Jay-Z
- On 10 In A Benz - Kanye West
- The Roc In Here - Kanye West
- Overreact - Consequence
- Changing Lanes - Chops
- I Met Oprah - Kanye West
- My Girlfriend - Kanye West
- Last Night - Kanye West
- Wack Niggaz (Part 2) - Common
- Neva Gonna Stop Me - Go Getters
- Toghethre They're Tens - Kanye West
- Girls Girls Girls (Remix) - Kanye West
- Self Conscious (Poetry Style) - Kanye West
- 03 Til Infinity - Consequence
- Better Than Yours - Common
- Blueprint Medley - Kanye West
- Would You Like To Ride? - Common
- Half Price - Kanye West
Lyrics
[Intro: Kanye West]
Everywhere I go I'm a star, I'm a star
Damn, Kanye, is that your car?
Every-everywhere I go I'm a star, I'm a star
Damn, Kanye, is that your car?
[Hook 1: Kanye West]
Niggas reppin' the 'Go, but we can't tell
You claim you got hoes, nigga, we can't tell
You claim you got dough but we can't tell
You bought one pair of 1s at a two-for-one sale.
[Verse 1: Kanye West]
Politics kept me at the end of the mixtapes
So I dropped my own get-well-soon-from-sick tape
The drug game bulimic, it's hard to get weight
So niggas' money is homo, it's hard to get straight
I'm trying to do numbers like Pac did
But it ain't Shakur, it's the brand new Roc kid
Niggas wanna get me like they got B.I.G
'Cause I moved up out the city and got big
That's the poison, that runs through their veins and attack their soul and just start to tear 'em up
Niggas talk so much shit about me in barbershops, they forget to get their hair cut
Okay, fair enough, the streets is flarin' up
'Cause they want gun talk, and I don't go there enough
But don't get it fucked up, you can still get your head bust
I'm making way too much dough to be playing
And this is a classic in the making, history repeats itself
He do the rhymes and the beats himself
The only-child syndrome, make hits on his own
And I'mma look in the mirror if I need some help.
[Hook 2: Kanye West]
Ya'll bout to blow, man, we can't tell
You claim you got hoes, man, we can't tell
You niggas getting dough, dawg, we can't tell
You copped one pair of 1s on a two-for-one sale.
[Verse 2: Kanye West]
Cop oz by the case like Dirty
I made it to the Power 30 a whole hour early
I'mma pull out the shank and bang ya
I'mma cut a nigga up like LL trainer
This is the future of the Chi
This is the legacy of Twista, The Flic', and Do or Die
So first of all who am I? (The fuck are you?)
My-my my name is Kanye and not Kayne, bitch
At home like Cambridge, look at what I came with
No, none of that same shit, that new and improved
Now I don't know if it's me or how yellow my Roc-A-Fella chain is
But I'm so la smooth, there's nothing to prove.
[Hook 3: Kanye West]
You niggas 'bout blow, man, we can't tell
You claim you got hoes, man, we can't tell
You niggas gettin' dough, dawg, we can't tell
You copped one pair of 1s at a two-for-one sale.
[Outro: Kanye West]
Everywhere I go I'm a star, I'm a star
Damn, Kanye, is that your car?
Every-everywhere I go I'm a star, I'm a star
Damn, Kanye, is that your car?
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