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A Letter to Kanye Omari West
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CHIKA
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Now, Mr. West, take a seat, I implore ya Over time it seems it's gotten harder to ignore ya You undo the progresses of geniuses before ya King gave you the box and now we know you can afford her It don't matter how much money you got or you lack When that check clear, don't forget your children is still Black And your music has been wack And your views are moving back To the day that trigger n***as cause we still hear that whip crack I'm compassionately passing on some knowledge, son Imma level with you 'cause we both dropped out of college, son You been wilin' than New Yorkers since the Patterson You not a O.G., your repetoire, it do not matter, son I gotta admit it, I'm annoyed, you came up on n***as' coin You thought you could fill a void, you a puppet You looked at all your fans and you said "f**k it, I'm on that" That n***a from Graduation, I'm sorry y'all, he gone now Cole tried to warn us, Trump wanna reform us Built him up from nothing and now this how he reward us How you say you Yeezus but did nothing to restore us You support the people up in power that abort us I don't give a f**k about your clothes or your wife's new naked pose Or the fact that you can stand for what the people all oppose It's not a cross you had to take up I just pray to God that one day you can wake up
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