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[Rhymefest + (Kanye)]Yeah, this joint right here man, is for all my blue collar niggazin the Midwest goin through our struggleWe know things could be better, huhAnd we just want a little mooore
[Chorus 2X: Kanye + (Rhymefest)]No matter how much I get (I want mooore)Even when I talk my shit (I want mooore)Every party on every listAnd everybody want a life like thisBut still (I want mooore)
[Rhymefest]Look.. now I ain't goin for the okey-doke (nope)You owe me dough, you better pay me like you know we brokeThis industry be tryin to strangle niggaz in the chokeYou think these rappers rich? These niggaz out here sellin dopeYou think it's crazy sayin, "If I had what he had"But if you had what he had, nigga you'd be madThree kids, see dad broke-ass waitin on the royalties with no cashNice car, no gas, stuck at the pumpHad a lil' hot single now he's stuck in a slumpAt the top of his section eight, straight waitin to jumpLike Milli Vanilli, now people just look at him sillySayin "That's umm - I forgot his name - who is he?"He wanted (mooore) never really thought of the lossLookin for (mooore) everybody playin the bossTo get (mooore) now he just stuck in the sauceLike white kids when they got cut off, "Daddy I want.." (mooore)
[Chorus]
[Rhymefest]Yeah, yeah, yeahThis go out to every man tryin to achieve and hold his ownThem ladies are nice, but you gotta leave them hoes aloneThey'll take it and bro, break in your phone, call your boss up(Where that nigga at?) Or tell your wife to try to break up your homeNow your baby momma takin your son, learn from mistakes I doneYesterday we all naked and funI ain't thinkin of none, break in and cum, soon as you done runThis is real talk, nigga one-on-oneBetween me and you, now this mono-a-monoHow you gon' catch mono from a hoe that work at McDonald'sNow you lookin like the clown like RonaldThat's where Kels fucked up, cause young girls he decided to fondleAnd I ain't fin' ta let HIV's in my bagI'll start usin rubbers again, it ain't that badYou gotta take care of yourself mayne, don't get grabbedCause if you die, people be like "Aww that's too bad"I want (mooore)
[Chorus]
[Rhymefest]Everybody so weak like, like, they afraid to speakIf you see that nigga violate then hit him in his cheekTryin to act like, like, you reppin the streetYou ain't a gangsta, you a bitch with a beatSo it's time to make role call, then expose y'allAdam & Eve shocked in the garden with no drawersWhile niggaz gettin popped on my block with no lawsI grew up with Disciples that'll smash ya gold offI never plugged, cause I know that when you do that shitYou locked in for life, nigga yeah, etched in bloodBut it's hard to get respect when you less than thugAnd you ain't fin' to serve here if you ain't with usUs meanin them, them meanin G.D.Gangster Disciples, the same ones that killed CochiseSo see, how he, well he, meanin meRefused to be another nigga dead in the streetI wanted (mooore)
[Chorus - repeat 2X as music fades]
[Chorus 2X: Kanye + (Rhymefest)]No matter how much I get (I want mooore)Even when I talk my shit (I want mooore)Every party on every listAnd everybody want a life like thisBut still (I want mooore)
[Rhymefest]Look.. now I ain't goin for the okey-doke (nope)You owe me dough, you better pay me like you know we brokeThis industry be tryin to strangle niggaz in the chokeYou think these rappers rich? These niggaz out here sellin dopeYou think it's crazy sayin, "If I had what he had"But if you had what he had, nigga you'd be madThree kids, see dad broke-ass waitin on the royalties with no cashNice car, no gas, stuck at the pumpHad a lil' hot single now he's stuck in a slumpAt the top of his section eight, straight waitin to jumpLike Milli Vanilli, now people just look at him sillySayin "That's umm - I forgot his name - who is he?"He wanted (mooore) never really thought of the lossLookin for (mooore) everybody playin the bossTo get (mooore) now he just stuck in the sauceLike white kids when they got cut off, "Daddy I want.." (mooore)
[Chorus]
[Rhymefest]Yeah, yeah, yeahThis go out to every man tryin to achieve and hold his ownThem ladies are nice, but you gotta leave them hoes aloneThey'll take it and bro, break in your phone, call your boss up(Where that nigga at?) Or tell your wife to try to break up your homeNow your baby momma takin your son, learn from mistakes I doneYesterday we all naked and funI ain't thinkin of none, break in and cum, soon as you done runThis is real talk, nigga one-on-oneBetween me and you, now this mono-a-monoHow you gon' catch mono from a hoe that work at McDonald'sNow you lookin like the clown like RonaldThat's where Kels fucked up, cause young girls he decided to fondleAnd I ain't fin' ta let HIV's in my bagI'll start usin rubbers again, it ain't that badYou gotta take care of yourself mayne, don't get grabbedCause if you die, people be like "Aww that's too bad"I want (mooore)
[Chorus]
[Rhymefest]Everybody so weak like, like, they afraid to speakIf you see that nigga violate then hit him in his cheekTryin to act like, like, you reppin the streetYou ain't a gangsta, you a bitch with a beatSo it's time to make role call, then expose y'allAdam & Eve shocked in the garden with no drawersWhile niggaz gettin popped on my block with no lawsI grew up with Disciples that'll smash ya gold offI never plugged, cause I know that when you do that shitYou locked in for life, nigga yeah, etched in bloodBut it's hard to get respect when you less than thugAnd you ain't fin' to serve here if you ain't with usUs meanin them, them meanin G.D.Gangster Disciples, the same ones that killed CochiseSo see, how he, well he, meanin meRefused to be another nigga dead in the streetI wanted (mooore)
[Chorus - repeat 2X as music fades]
