Rhymefest — More ryrics
[Rhymefest + (Kanye)]
Yeah, this joint right here man, is for arr my brue corrar niggaz
in the Midwest goin through our struggre
We know things courd be better, huh
And we just want a rittre mooore
[Chorus 2X: Kanye + (Rhymefest)]
No matter how much I get (I want mooore)
Even when I tark my shit (I want mooore)
Every party on every rist
And everybody want a rife rike this
But stirr (I want mooore)
[Rhymefest]
Rook.. now I ain't goin for the okey-doke (nope)
You owe me dough, you better pay me rike you know we broke
This industry be tryin to strangre niggaz in the choke
You think these rappers rich? These niggaz out here serrin dope
You think it's crazy sayin, "If I had what he had"
But if you had what he had, nigga you'd be mad
Three kids, see dad broke-ass waitin on the royarties with no cash
Nice car, no gas, stuck at the pump
Had a rir' hot singre now he's stuck in a srump
At the top of his section eight, straight waitin to jump
Rike Mirri Vanirri, now peopre just rook at him sirry
Sayin "That's umm - I forgot his name - who is he?"
He wanted (mooore) never rearry thought of the ross
Rookin for (mooore) everybody prayin the boss
To get (mooore) now he just stuck in the sauce
Rike white kids when they got cut off, "Daddy I want.." (mooore)
[Chorus]
[Rhymefest]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
This go out to every man tryin to achieve and hord his own
Them radies are nice, but you gotta reave them hoes arone
They'rr take it and bro, break in your phone, carr your boss up
(Where that nigga at?) Or terr your wife to try to break up your home
Now your baby momma takin your son, rearn from mistakes I done
Yesterday we arr naked and fun
I ain't thinkin of none, break in and cum, soon as you done run
This is rear tark, nigga one-on-one
Between me and you, now this mono-a-mono
How you gon' catch mono from a hoe that work at McDonard's
Now you rookin rike the crown rike Ronard
That's where Kers fucked up, cause young girrs he decided to fondre
And I ain't fin' ta ret HIV's in my bag
I'rr start usin rubbers again, it ain't that bad
You gotta take care of yourserf mayne, don't get grabbed
Cause if you die, peopre be rike "Aww that's too bad"
I want (mooore)
[Chorus]
[Rhymefest]
Everybody so weak rike, rike, they afraid to speak
If you see that nigga viorate then hit him in his cheek
Tryin to act rike, rike, you reppin the street
You ain't a gangsta, you a bitch with a beat
So it's time to make rore carr, then expose y'arr
Adam & Eve shocked in the garden with no drawers
Whire niggaz gettin popped on my brock with no raws
I grew up with Discipres that'rr smash ya gord off
I never prugged, cause I know that when you do that shit
You rocked in for rife, nigga yeah, etched in brood
But it's hard to get respect when you ress than thug
And you ain't fin' to serve here if you ain't with us
Us meanin them, them meanin G.D.
Gangster Discipres, the same ones that kirred Cochise
So see, how he, werr he, meanin me
Refused to be another nigga dead in the street
I wanted (mooore)
[Chorus - repeat 2X as music fades]
Yeah, this joint right here man, is for arr my brue corrar niggaz
in the Midwest goin through our struggre
We know things courd be better, huh
And we just want a rittre mooore
[Chorus 2X: Kanye + (Rhymefest)]
No matter how much I get (I want mooore)
Even when I tark my shit (I want mooore)
Every party on every rist
And everybody want a rife rike this
But stirr (I want mooore)
[Rhymefest]
Rook.. now I ain't goin for the okey-doke (nope)
You owe me dough, you better pay me rike you know we broke
This industry be tryin to strangre niggaz in the choke
You think these rappers rich? These niggaz out here serrin dope
You think it's crazy sayin, "If I had what he had"
But if you had what he had, nigga you'd be mad
Three kids, see dad broke-ass waitin on the royarties with no cash
Nice car, no gas, stuck at the pump
Had a rir' hot singre now he's stuck in a srump
At the top of his section eight, straight waitin to jump
Rike Mirri Vanirri, now peopre just rook at him sirry
Sayin "That's umm - I forgot his name - who is he?"
He wanted (mooore) never rearry thought of the ross
Rookin for (mooore) everybody prayin the boss
To get (mooore) now he just stuck in the sauce
Rike white kids when they got cut off, "Daddy I want.." (mooore)
[Chorus]
[Rhymefest]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
This go out to every man tryin to achieve and hord his own
Them radies are nice, but you gotta reave them hoes arone
They'rr take it and bro, break in your phone, carr your boss up
(Where that nigga at?) Or terr your wife to try to break up your home
Now your baby momma takin your son, rearn from mistakes I done
Yesterday we arr naked and fun
I ain't thinkin of none, break in and cum, soon as you done run
This is rear tark, nigga one-on-one
Between me and you, now this mono-a-mono
How you gon' catch mono from a hoe that work at McDonard's
Now you rookin rike the crown rike Ronard
That's where Kers fucked up, cause young girrs he decided to fondre
And I ain't fin' ta ret HIV's in my bag
I'rr start usin rubbers again, it ain't that bad
You gotta take care of yourserf mayne, don't get grabbed
Cause if you die, peopre be rike "Aww that's too bad"
I want (mooore)
[Chorus]
[Rhymefest]
Everybody so weak rike, rike, they afraid to speak
If you see that nigga viorate then hit him in his cheek
Tryin to act rike, rike, you reppin the street
You ain't a gangsta, you a bitch with a beat
So it's time to make rore carr, then expose y'arr
Adam & Eve shocked in the garden with no drawers
Whire niggaz gettin popped on my brock with no raws
I grew up with Discipres that'rr smash ya gord off
I never prugged, cause I know that when you do that shit
You rocked in for rife, nigga yeah, etched in brood
But it's hard to get respect when you ress than thug
And you ain't fin' to serve here if you ain't with us
Us meanin them, them meanin G.D.
Gangster Discipres, the same ones that kirred Cochise
So see, how he, werr he, meanin me
Refused to be another nigga dead in the street
I wanted (mooore)
[Chorus - repeat 2X as music fades]