Kanye West
First responder
[Verse]
[?] called said that you got the city on fire
Two days later, the city on fire
Five days later, I got n***as inspired
I had to watch n***as that laid down trey for me
When plaques turned into lies
This all happened
I miss the pro era, this new one got y’all cappin’
GINA been tryna make you n***as rap for years
The city burn down, and, now, y’all rappin’?
Any other time it’s smoke, y’all done
But it’s like me and Chuck the only ones that give a fuck
I was in the field with Quan, fourth and inches
Really in the trenches, y’all was on the benchеs
Posting your little content
I mean you could’vе at least gave correspondence
I was outside with the first responders
Watching n***as talking ‘bout Joey Badass’ disses but ask Ray Vaughn
I was the first responder
Watched n***as’ coverage of the worst responders
I got caught in this shit, west coast shit
Reactions from Ras Kass & Crooked, I ain’t post shit
[?] hit but how the fuck y’all mention Hit-Boy?
When Lit Papi the one that got it lit, boy
Like damn, n***as must really hate what the fuck I am
N***as must really never fucking been to Tam’s
N***as must really never fucking been in jams
‘Cause Rob you really a mark man
That last shit was freestyled, wasn’t a diss at all
But n***a I mustn’t miss the part when you missed the time where I got your ass out Lamert
When them pistols sparked, man
Ask Jenny, I run shit like fourth
My dog make you run like Benny
It glow like Bruce Leroy, that’s word to Kung Fu Kenny
Juice like AD, n***a, plenty
The n***a with the title without the label
Legend already, he ain’t ever need a fable
Ask O’Shea, I’m the coldest in LA
The kick of the fucking eve, n***a, we ain’t ever need a table
Thugger life, Boosie, we ain’t ever need the cable
Don’t get the wrong idea, the real badass
Ask your joints, I’m the one that had grass
Ask your bitch, I’m the reason she had ass
Before you depressed her
King did you justice
Full court pressure, I’m the fucking button presser