Album Name

Kanye West Presents Good Music Cruel Summer

Artist

2 Chainz, Kanye West, Various Artists, Marsha Ambrosius, Big Sean

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2012.01.01

Release Agency

Universal Music Group

The One - Kanye West, Big Sean, 2 Chainz, Marsha Ambrosius
The storm is on the horizon
I’m standing here alone
Got a pistol on my hip
And it's gon' be some shit
If you want it then bring it on
See I'm a motherfuckin' soldier
And I’mma be here till it’s done
And when they asking
Who I'm is shit
You just tell them
That I’m the one
One one one
Tell them that I’m the one
One one one
Tell them that I’m the one
I'm the one baby
Yeah I'm the one baby
Since God gave
His only begotten son, baby
It's hard preachin' the gospel
To the slums lately
So I had to put the church
On the drums baby
You on a run baby
You on a run baby
You think you free
But you a slave to the funds baby
You think you me
But you ain't me
What you done lately
Mhm that's cool
But I been runnin on the sun baby
We on a galaxy the haters cannot visit
That's my reality
So get off my Scott Disick
If you ever held a title belt
You would know
How Michael felt
Tyson, Jackson
Jordan Michael Phelps
Yeahhh had to take it to another 'round
Cause everything around me
Got me underwhelmed
Best way to describe
My position is at the helm
Best way to describe
My new whip Yeeeaaaalmmp
The storm is on the horizon
I’m standing here alone
Got a pistol on my hip
And it's gon' be some shit
If you want it then bring it on
See I'm a motherfuckin' soldier
And I’mma be here till it’s done
And when they asking
Who I'm is shit
You just tell them
That I’m the one
One one one
Tell them that I’m the one
One one one
Tell them that I’m the one
I told Detroit I'mma fuckin' get it
I told my brother
We'll be fuckin' winnin'
Ye told me I'm the man for the job
So I told my mom, call her's up
And tell 'em that she quittin
Started off in that Chevrolet
But it's Ferraris I gotta drive
I'm on HBO with my Entourage
I'm 5'9'' fuckin' 9 to 5
I need a hundred million
No compromise
I'm a double X L nigga
Magazine and condom size
See what I seen and be traumatized
I don't wait, I marinate
Variate erryday
Every state sold out
Fuck around and need a barricade
My weed loud I need a hearing aid
Livin' life behind a pair of shades
I be a billionaire
If I could get a dollar
For all the bullshit that I hear a day
I did it
The storm is on the horizon
I’m standing here alone
Got a pistol on my hip
And it's gon' be some shit
If you want it then bring it on
See I'm a motherfuckin' soldier
And I’mma be here till it’s done
And when they asking
Who I'm is shit
You just tell them
That I’m the one
One one one
Tell them that I’m the one
One one one
Tell them that I’m the one
Treat the back seat like a sofa bed
Break bread with my niggas
Call it profit share
This some good shit, but it get better
And yeah my bitch cold
Nigga thin sweater
Like my verse suede
And the beat leather
Just tryin' to stay above sea level
When my nigga went to jail
I said Free Gucci
I done bought so much shit
I should get free Gucci
Bought my baby
Momma anaconda bags
I shouldn't have bought it all
I should've went and cut the grass
Snake ass niggas in my fuckin' face
Bring your girl here nigga
So I could fuck her face
Yeah I run this place
This is cashmere swag
Niggas treadmillin' goin' nowhere fast
Sittin' courtside at the Hawks game
Louis on
I could trip a fuckin' ball player
Fuck yeah, awesome
Yeah I lost some of my mind
And then I found peace
It was really kind of awesome
It's possible, goddamn right
I've been on this the whole time
Fuck yeah, awesome
Yeah I lost some of my mind
And then I found peace
It was really kind of awesome
It's possible, goddamn right
I've been on this the whole time