K. Rachel Mills - Feedback lyrics

[Intro: Kanye West] Right now Press get ready to write your pa**ive-aggressive LeBron James, racist comments Season 4, racist comments Get ready to have a field day, press Get ready, get ready Because the show's over [Hook] Ayy, y'all heard about the good news? Y'all sleeping on me, huh? Had a good snooze? Wake up, n***a, wake up We bout to get this paper [Verse 1] Money never made me Make me do something? Nah, can't make me Even if the money low, can't pay me Even if the money low, can't play me [Hook] Ayy, y'all heard about the good news? Y'all sleeping on me, huh? Had a good snooze? Wake up, n***a, wake up We bout to get this paper [Verse 2] Pablo bought a Roley and a rottweiler Seem like the more fame, I only got wilder Hands up, we just doing what the cops taught us Hands up, we just doing what the cops taught us I've been outta my mind a long time I've been outta my mind a long time I've been saying how I feel at the wrong time Might not come when you want but I'm on time [Hook] Ayy, y'all heard about the good news? Y'all sleeping on me, huh? Had a good snooze? Wake up, n***a, wake up We bout to get this paper [Verse 3] I can't let these people play me Name one genius that ain't crazy Follow our father You borrow our motto I'm a Chicago south sider I'm a Chicago south sider [Hook] Ayy, y'all heard about the good news? Y'all sleeping on me, huh? Had a good snooze? Wake up, n***a, wake up We bout to get this paper [Verse 4] I've been outta my mind a long time I've been outta my mind a long time I know, I know, I shouldn't even bother With all these gossiping, no-p**y-getting bloggers Fashion show in Gotham, I need another costume PETA's mad cause I made a jacket outta possum Awesome, Steve Jobs mixed with Steve Austin Rich slave in the fabric store picking cotton If Hov J then every Jordan need a Rodman Man, Jay, they don't really want no problems Driving in the same car that they k**ed Pac in Driving in the same urrr that they k**ed Pac in Hands up, we just doing what the cops taught us Hands up, hands up, then the cops shot us [Outro] Hold on, hold on, hold on Wait a second, everybody here, I'm the ghetto Oprah You know what that mean? You get a fur! You get a fur! You get a jet! You get a jet! Big booty b**h for you! Woo!