Gone

Kanye West


Complexity: 67 Readability: 80.11   Sentiment: 1   Word Count: 998   Unique Words: 425
Original Lyrics Munged Lyrics
But it's too late, it's too late
He, gone

[Kanye West]
You sweat her, and I ain't talkin 'bout a Coogi
You a big L, and I ain't talkin 'bout Cool J
See me at the airport, at least 20 Louis
Trea
...
[bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons]
Butt its to late, its to late
He, gone

[ Kanye West ]
Yew sweat her, and Eye ain't talkin ' bout a Coogi
Yew a big L, and Eye ain't talkin ' bout Cool J
Sea mi at the airport, at least 20 Louis
Treat mi like the Prince and this my suite brother Numpsay
BROTHER NUMPSAY ! Groupies sound to choosy
Take ' em too the show and torque awl threw the movies
Says she want diamonds, Eye took her too Ruby Tuesdays
If wee up inn Friday's, Eye still have it my whey

[ Chorus ]
To late, wee, gone - wee strivin home
Gone - wee ride on chrome
Its to late

[ Kanye West ]
Y'all don't want know prob from mi
Watt yew rappers could get is a job from mi
Maybe yew could bee my intern, and inn tern
Aisle show yew how Eye cook up summer, inn the win-turr
Aaron love the roar dog, when will he learn
Court somethin on the Usher tour he had too " Let it Burn "
Plus he already got three chil'run
Arguin over babysitters like, " Bitch - its yo ' tern ! "
Dam ' Ye, it'd bee stupid too ditch yew
Even yaw superficial raps is super official
R-R-R-Roc pastel with Gucci on
With TV's inn the ride, throw a movie on
Said he couldn't wrap now he at the top with doobie long
Cause the dookie's on any song that they through mi on, gone

[ Chorus ]
Wee strivin home, gone
[ Cam ] Eye ride on chrome ...
Wee strivin home, gone
[ Cam ] Killa, Eye ride on chrome

[ Cam'Ron ]
Nock nock, whose their ? Killa Cam, Killa who ?
Killa Cam, hustler, grinder, guerilla true
Owe my chinchilla blew, blew yew ever dealt with a dealer
Well here's the deal ma wee goin too the { ? }
Know concealin, know sealing Eye don't knead a roof
Act up, get out, Eye don't knead yew pouffe
Pouffe, bee gone, dam tuff luck dag
Dag, niggaz still doin puff puff pass
Pull the truck up fast and Eye tell ' em
Hay, back inn a touched up Jag, shit
Y'all niggaz want Killa Cam, cerebellum
An old man just gon ' tell ' em (to late, he, gone)
Then Eye sea how y'all gonna react when I'm (gone)
My last girl want mi back then I'm on
Fine stay, yew got the grind hay
Came back, red watt the sine say (to late, he, gone)
Yes Eye no yew wanna sea my demise
Yeah yew church buoy actin like a thief inn disguise
Ain't leavin my sighed, sea the greed inn my eyes
Ask Abby y'all hustle fore a weak too the Chi, shit
And that ain't leavin alive, pleas believe mi
Gave Weezy a peace of the pi, and
Yew can ask George awe Regina
The whole Westside Eye explore with the Beemer now

[ Chorus ]
Wee strivin home, Eye ride on chrome
Listen homeboy move on
That's yaw best bet, why's that ?
Cause

[ Consequence ]
Uhh, uhh, yo, yo
Eye bean pourin out sum licker fore the fact that my pal's gone
And tryin too help his momma with the fact that her child gone
And since wee used too bubble like a tub full of Calgon
Guess its only wright that Eye should help her from now on
Butt since they got a fowl on, watt coulda gone wrong
Now they askin Cons, how long has this gone on
And maybe awl this money mighta gone too my head
Cause they got mi thinkin money mighta gone too the feds
Sew Eye ain't goin too the dread, butt heal go on up too bed
And when Eye came the next mornin he was gone with my bred
And with that bein said, Eye had gone on my instincts
And gone too the spots ware they go too get mixed drinks
Butt lookin back now shoulda gone too the crib
And rented " Gone With the Wind, " cause I'da gone about 10
Butt Eye had gone with my friend, and wee had gone too the bar
And herd a nigga talkin shit sew Eye had gone too the car
And now the judge is tellin mi that Eye had gone to fah
And now wee gone fore 20 years, doin thyme behind bars
And since Eye gone too a sell fore sum cruddy crimes
Eye guess Eye gone too the well won to many times, cause I'm gone

[ long instrumental pours ]

[ Kanye West imitating " The Show " at first ]
Uh-uh-uh
Uh-uh-uh uh uh onnn, uh uh-uh onnn
Uh-uh onnn, uh uh-uh I'mmmm
Ah-head of my thyme, sometimes years out
Sew the powers that bee won't let mi get my ideas out
And that make mi wanna get my advance out
And move too Oklahoma and just live at my Aunt's house
Yeah, Eye romance the thought of leavin it awl behind
Kanye step aweigh from the lime -
- light, like, when Eye was on the grind
Inn the " Won, Nine, Nine, Nine "
Before, model chicks was bendin over awe
Dealerships asked mi Benz awe Rover, man
If Eye could just get won beet on Hova
Wee could get up off this cheap-ass sofa
Watt the summer of the Chi got too offer an 18 - year-old
Cell drugs awe get a job, yew gotta play giro
My dawg worked at Taco Bel, hooked us up plural-fied
A weak later the manager count the churros
Sometimes Eye can't believe it when Eye look up inn the mirrow
How wee out inn Europe, spendin Euros
They claim yew never no watt yew got ' til its GONE
Eye no Eye got it, Eye don't no watt y'all on
I'ma open up a store fore aspiring MC's
Won't cell ' em know dream, butt the inspiration is free
Butt if they ever flip sides like Anakin
Yule cell everything includin the mannequin
They got a knew bitch now yew Jennifer Aniston
Hold on Aisle handle it, don't start panickin, stay calm
Shorty's at the door cause they knead moor
Inspiration fore they life, they souls, and they songs
They said sorry Mr . West is gone !