Kanye West - Have It Your Way lyrics

[Hook] Don't want nobody to die Don't want to have to ride but in this game I guess that's just the way, I guess that's just the way Have it your way [Verse 1] It's gonna be slow singing, flower bringing Gat clinging, bat swinging, bullets flyin', n***as dyin' Mom's cryin, f*ggots really don't want it Lead coming, blood gushin from ya arms, legs, head and stomach I felt the hatred, cause when I turned around like the Matrix Comin for me, an array of bullets headin dead for me First the one, and then came the two and three and four Five, six, seven, shots from a mac 11 Platinum producer k**ed by haters tonight on Channel 7 He do beats for 2Pac, now coming out the spring from Heaven Ya know my piece is, hotter than grease is With no wrong way to eat ya face like a Reese's Seem like the second I get some shine n***as quit they f**in' job so they can hate full time So, gimme the gat, I hit em wit that co*k back, blat blat Let me tell you n***as something familiar Broke n***as don't want war, man I'll k** ya [Hook] [Verse 2] Oh oh, I get it, this year, n***as don't dance But just rock bulletproof hats and steel pants Now everybody got a gun in they hand, yeah b**h n***a run to ya man Street sweeper aerials f** where they land n***as close they eyes and don't aim like My b**h when she pop champagne Bottles, I tell you bout them damn models They can't cook for a lick, but they'll lick a dick and swallow Look I been living my life, Bullsh**tin' when I write songs Especially talkin' bout havin' ice on and I could barely keep my lights on n***as played me like Ty-Son, trying to take my light songs Cuse they know I'd knock n***as the f** out the box Full Glocks, the f** out the box, co*ked Who the f** tryin to box right now? I feel like, my whole city on my back I feel like, next year, my whole city on the map [Hook] [Verse 3] I'm from, Chi town, where the raps the realest The tracks gorilla, we got the millas and we'll be at ya scrilla Close your doors, lock your windows We be at them execs for them back end checks Now, We on the court, and we got next up Now, This summer we got benz, we got Lex truck It's kinda like trading places huh? I never plug But I'm guilty by a**ociation, so gangstas show me love For that track I did, yeah I know, the rest the album wack as sh** Ooooh, its Kanye to the with that platinum sh**, ya punk b**h [Hook]