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Track: Dark Fantasy
Artist: Kanye West
Album: My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy

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Name: Kanye West
Spotify Genres: rap
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Ye (formerly known as Kanye Omari West, born June 8, 1977) is an American rapper, record producer, fashion designer, and controversial public figure. He legally changed his name to "Ye" and has evolved from an acclaimed musical innovator to a polarizing cultural and political figure. Initially gaining fame as an in-house producer for Roc-A-Fella Records, where he co-produced Jay-Z's "The Blueprint" (2001), West launched his own successful recording career with "The College Dropout" (2004).

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Release: Kanye West - My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy
Year: 2010
Genres: Hip Hop
Styles: Contemporary R&B, Pop Rap, Avantgarde

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LYRICS

You might think you've peeped the scene
You haven't, the real one's far too mean
The watered down one, the one you know
Was made up centuries ago
They made it sound all wack and corny
Yes, it's awful, blasted boring
Twisted fictions, sick addictions
Well, gather ‘round children, zip it, listen:

Can we get much higher? So high
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh

I fantasized 'bout this back in Chicago
Mercy, mercy me, that Murcielago
That's me, the first year that I blow
How you say broke in Spanish? Me no hablo
Me drown sorrow in that Diablo
Me found bravery in my bravado
DJs need to listen to the models
"You ain't got no fuckin' Yeezy in your Serato?"
(You ain't got no Yeezy, nigga?)
Stupid, but what the hell do I know?
I'm just a Chi-town nigga with a Nas flow
And my chick in that new Phoebe Philo
So much head, I woke up in Sleepy Hollow

Can we get much higher?
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh

Look like a fat booty Celine Dion
Sex is on fire, I'm the King of Leon-a Lewis
Beyond the truest, hey, teacher, teacher
Tell me how do you respond to students?
And refresh the page and restart the memory?
Respark the soul and rebuild the energy?
We stopped the ignorance, we killed the enemies
Sorry for the night demons still visit me
The plan was to drink until the pain over
But what's worse, the pain or the hangover?
Fresh air, rollin' down the window
Too many Urkels on your team, that's why your wins low
Don't make me pull the toys out, huh
Don't make me pull the toys
And fire up the engines, huh
And then they make noise

Can we get much higher? So high
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh

At the mall, there was a seance
Just kids, no parents
Then the sky filled with herons
(I saw the devil) in a Chrysler LeBaron
And the hell, it wouldn't spare us
And the fires did declare us
But after that, took pills, kissed an heiress
And woke up back in Paris

Can we get much higher? So high
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh