Kanye West: Niggas gossip

Chorus 1]They gossipin, it runs the city, they dont know who watchin them When they comin to get me, so I hit the block and bendDo about 60, and I put my glocks to them, like blaow blaow blaow[Verse 1]Im fittin to get on this TV and put shit downI aint finna let these lights skinned niggaz come back in styleIm finna turn to this class clown, should be crazy deepThey told my momma I was bipolar had A.D.D.I told em, w-what I wanna do, I wanna be a ballerThe dream spoilers are for yaHatin on you to they mans on the cornersOld folks said hed never make it off the cornerThey are the virus that corrupts the soulThey are the cubic zirconia inside the 10 karat goldThat get green on ya, when you get green on emYou gotta wash ya hands of em, get clean on emSomebody told success is the best revengeSo they gon be fucked up when you do ya thing on emNow hold ya plaques high, like who woulda thoughtAnd tell em, eh-hem, thank you for your no support[Chorus 2]They are the dreamkillers, they the dreamkillersWho know a dream, they are the dream (killer Norman Bates)They the dreamkillers, they the dreamkillers, dreamThey are the dream (killer Norman Bates)[Verse 2]Now how you gonna talk about the way I spend my moneyEverybody say it with me now, its my moneyAnd they know they hatin, but what they dont know isThey are my motivation, they are my inspirationCuz we the leaders, and they the followersAnd we the nut busters, and they the swallowersThey are the rumors, they are the liesWe are the shit dog, and they the fliesHow you gon tell me how to live my lifeAnd you cant even get your own shit tight, rightThey are the misery that loves companyCuz that comfortable corporate job cant comfort meTold em I finished school, and I started my own businessThey said Oh you graduated? No I decided I was finishedChasin yall dreams and what you got plannedNow I spit it so hot you got tannedAnd they hate on your relationship, then break your marriage upCant kill ya dreams so they assassinate your characterDo anything to downplay ya or embarrass yaCome around wit ya but they aint down wit yaThey the dreamkillers[Verse 3]And Im through spittin these rappers my most heartfelt flowThey be like Thats cool, you got some beats for me thoOh I get it, you wanna be Snoop and Dr. DreBut dont nobody give a FUCK what you got to sayAnyway what you finna rap about?You never sold crack out ya house or put a gat to a mouthOr put ya fist to ya spouse, so how you gon move the crowd?I bet a thousand that you get booed outI even heard that they even takin wages in jailThey bet ten boxes of cigarettes that Im finna failSecond you talk about me, they be like PeaceThis nigga came from the Chi, moved to the eastYou gotta kill at least one person at leastOr well evict you from the rap game, cancel your leaseHow you go to New York, what you aint never took a tour there?What you aint know you gotta be rich just to be poor there?The dreamkillers[Chorus 1][Chorus 1][Chorus 1]