Two Words
 作词 : Kanye West/D. Smith/Leslie Pridgen/L. Wilson/R. Wilson/C. Wilson
 作曲 : Kanye West/D. Smith/Leslie Pridgen/L. Wilson/R. Wilson/C. Wilson
We in the streets playa  getcha mail
It's only two places you'll end up -
Either dead or in jail
Still nowhere to go   still nowhere to go
Now throw ya hands up bustless
Bustas  boostas  hoes

Everybody  f**k that
Still nowhere to go   sill nowhere to go

Two words  United States  no love  no brakes
Low brow  high stakes  crack smoke  black folks
Big Macs  fat folks  ecstasy capsules
Presidential scandals  everybody MOVE

Two words  Mos Def  K West  hot shit
Calm down  get back  ghetto people  got this
Game ball  lock shit  dump off  cock shit
We won't stop shit  everybody MOVE

Two words  BK   NY  bedstuy
Two hawks  too hungry  too many  that's why
These streets know game  can't ball  don't play
Every traffic  one lane  everybody MOVE

Two words  Mos Def  black check  hot shit
Calm down  get back  ghetto people  got this
Game point lock  long pump cocked
We won't stop  everybody MOVE

Now throw ya hands up bustless
Bustas （Throw your hands up high）
Boostas  hoes  everybody
F**k that （ohhhhhh）
Still nowhere to go   still nowhere
To go    （ohhhhhh）

And keep ya hands up bustless
Bustas （Till they reach the sky）
Boostas  hoes  everybody
F**k that （ohhhhhh）
Still nowhere to go   still
Nowhere to go    （ohhhhhh）

Aiyyo  two words  Chi town
South side  world wide
Cuz I  rep that  till I  f**kin die
One neck  two chains  one waist  two gats
One wall  twenty plaques
Dudes say  Gimme that
I am limelight  Blueprint  5 Mics
Go get his rhyme like
Shoulda been signed twice
Most imitated  Grammy nominated

Hotel accommodated
Cheerleader  prom dated
Barbershop  playa hated
Mom and pop  bootlegged it
Felt like it rained till the roof caved in
Two words  Chi town  raised me  crazy

So I live by two words  F**k you  pay me

Screamin  Jesus save me

You know how the game be
I can't let em change me
Cuz on Judgment Day  you gon blame me

Look God  it's the same me
I （Throw） basically know now （Your）
We could （Up） racially profile （High）
Cuffed up and hosed down
Pimped up and hoe down （ohhhhhh）
Plus I got a whole city
To hold down （ohhhhhh）
From the bottom to the top

So only place to go down
Two words  Freeway  two letters  A-R
Turn y'all rap niggaz into
Two words  fast runners
Like Jackie Jurner  you better
Sleep with your burner
The heat skeet  blow a reef through ya car
My God  two words  no guns  break arms
Break necks  break backs  Steven Segul
Free   young bars  fresh men of the Roc
Left the beef in the pot Jay sent for his dogs
And broads  forget ya squad
Let em find for yourself
Have you screamin out four
Words Send for the Lord
Two words  Freeway's slightly retarded
F**k around  throw a clip in ya artist

Leave with his broad