Kanye West - Prom Night Pt. 1 (DJ Critical Hype Blend) lyrics

[Verse 1: Chance The Rapper] Chance Bennett, a peculiar name Graduation night teachers Ferris Bueller'd my name You made a mixtape? Good job, I hope you get a good job We was all outcasts, only listened to Good Mob I performed at fun fair Fun fact, I'm never going back to school Been there, done that They see my little 10 Day tape and my dumb raps Don't call it impossible, if you really want that They send my a** to summer school, don't call it a comeback I just came to beat a bully's a** and get my lunch back Chano y tequila you know you know you don't want that I rap my songs in Spanglish, I wrap my weed in blunt wraps Wrapped up in this one line I hope that sh** get unwrapped As if n***as was getting signed off of a line off one rap Yo Vic, remember when they called us some freshmen n***as rapping? Now I ain't gonna be a freshman and I'm rapping I should've learned a lesson from all of this sh** happening I just look over to Justin for refreshments of the Captain It's sipping when it's weak sauce, it's shots if it's cracking Sip it when we tear up, and chug it if we laughing f** it if we're f**ed up I never thought of Chatham Until the day they said I would have to chat without em And I'm just in the studio hoping that it sounds right Here's a brighter bulb for your limelight And this is your night, homie, shine bright This for everybody's f**ing prom night