Lee Scott - KANYE KANYE lyrics

[HOOK]x2 Kanye, Kanye West I'm John John Malkovich, I'm George Best I'm John Lennon, I'm Hunter S A hundred grand Vesace suit - I'm underdressed [VERSE 1 - Lee Scott] Each rhyme is as fine as the finest malt whisky I'm Kanye West, if Kanye West is Walt Disney Grande, blessed, crème de la crème Chi x Zen, as wise as 3 Wise Men Yūgen personified, [?ball without the ball as well?] Hadrons collide when I clap me hands to applaud meself I'm the UK heads Jay-Z Mate, when I k** it, it stays dead Awesome, birds stop chirpin' when I'm talkin' I'm as important as the Gentleman Naturalists findings Awe inspiring As breathtaking as a birds eye view of the Galápagos Islands But more exciting I should be treated as though me skin is made of rare amethyst diamonds Forks of lightning appear on command Complete silence sweeps across the land when I drop a hand [HOOK]x2 Kanye, Kanye West I'm John John Malkovich, I'm George Best I'm John Lennon, I'm Hunter S A hundred grand Vesace suit - I'm underdressed [VERSE 2 - Bill Shakes] I'm Kanye West, on the online test Lift weight off me chest 105 kegs Shrug it off as a light stretch The new Fred Dibnah Bring down the spot when I get in it Earn me crust, I own the bakers Been nice before the golden ages Hit hard, Ca**ius Clay back in the day Pull the [?] card and laugh in his face Your style's not the one More birds boxed off than [?] on the job Show stopper, I've got the props, so don't bother New one to rock the world, cold sag [?] with your bird Choose your fate before you lose your place The best thing since sliced bread And anybody else inside ya head [HOOK]x2 Kanye, Kanye West I'm John John Malkovich, I'm George Best I'm John Lennon, I'm Hunter S A hundred grand Vesace suit - I'm underdressed [VERSE 3 - King Grubb] I'm the creator of the Universe and all in it And I apologise for one thing, you're in it Oh, and I probably should've made some more women I'm the man just trust me, just trust me I seen Jesus rockin' a platinum King Grubb piece Nailed to the crucifix around my neck I'm the picture within the picture lady With the click of a finger I'll give you a baby - immaculate It's not right, how can one man be this godlike? Walter Cronkite mixed with John Bright Dove sh**e, purchasin' the court instead of playin' ball The king, but I suppose the name says it all I'm Captain Morgan, Jack Daniels, Sailor Jerry As the face of Henny I shouldn't have to pay for bevvys If your blog ain't about me, then f** your latest entry I created the words hate and envy so you could articulate the pain of not being greater than me Spill my drink and make it rain on every continent for centuries