Kanye West - Life Of The Party Lyrics (2024)

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"It's after hours at that glamorous blind spotWhere they're taking it easy, swapping personal experiencesLet's listen in America Today"Life of the party, mm-hmm, that I almost cried, mm-mmIt's the life of the party, to think I could've almost diedLord, help usHey, Miss DondaYou run into my mama, please tell her I said, "Say something"I'm startin' to believe ain't no such thing as Heaven's trumpetsNo after-over, this is it, doneIf there's a Heaven, you would think they'd let ya speak to your sonMaybe she has in the form of a baby's laughI heard passin' by in a stroller remindin' me, "Hey, keep rolling"Oh, no, maybe she has with a prick of a blade of grassI've been layin' on way too long, got me itchyGot up and roamed a lil' moreMiss Donda, you see my mama, tell her I'm lostYou see, she'd always light a cigarette, we talk, I would coughExaggeratin' a lil' bit so she get the pointTryna get her to stop smokin', I would leave and fire up a joint'Til I quit, started back up again, twenty years laterAll that time, y'all thought a nigg* was high, thought I was crazyMy mama, she ain't cut no cornersGot me back on track, I don't miss her oversteppin'But do miss her showin' Seven civilian life sh*tAh, Miss Donda, you see my mama, whisper her thisThe real reason I was geeked to go to churchMust confess, when y'all grown-ups would be in Bible studyThat girl helping me with my homework? Her and I were f*ckin'So pure and perverted, so spirit spinnin' and dirtySo on, so on, and so on, we hoped that no one heard usShh-shh, ah, ahAnd to this day, I think her mama knew but let us exploreMiss Donda, you see my father, please, ask him why he never marriedAlways smiled, but was he happy inside?Because I carried my mother's name, did he carry shame with him?I'm sure she did it out of spite, it was her decision at birthsh*t, she probably was hurt, ah, poor babyTwo young people with different views, a lot for a young ladyNo coincidence, they both passed away from heart conditionsThere's a dissidence at play, dad and mom do hard divisionThree Thou', poster child for big dick nigg*s raised by their mothersI'm supposed to smile as if God knew that I would be troubledKeeps me around, for what? I don't knowBut I do know that it's crucial, that we do so, prontoI don't know how much long thoughStraight from Shibuya, on some ZenWe back, ramped up, we on tenIt's a marathon and look, we comin' for the winJust like Puff told Christopher, we gon' win big (c'mon)Put the whole family on, look at what my Kim didJust like Puff told Christopher, we gon' win big (uh)We gon' win big (what?)Southside gang mentality way heavyI was thinkin' out the box even in a Box ChevyAnd my favorite art teacher name was Mrs. Levy'Round the time, I learned to put my feelings to a medley (the life of the party)I ain't turn in homework for like four months and I bet she let meShe saw the vision"Yeezy you special, go make your own decisions then"Man, that was a good choice, faith driving us like a Rolls RoyceThey tried to take my voice away, I ain't try to take ya choice awayI just prayed the water break, just for my daughter sake, from a slip-upFake signatures from fake managers, it all damage her, good LordGive 'em enough of they own rope to hang 'em withThe paparazzi never really got what my angle isThey treat my married life like some type of entanglementMy neighbor still dissin', wonderin' why I ain't sayin' itI can smell the setup, that's that 2Pac in Vegas hitI revealed myself and some don't know what to make of itGod has said himself to make sure that the baby liveAnd if Ye ain't here, then tell me who gonna say this here?Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a goddamn minuteLet me stop playin' with it, hopped in a Lamb' with itHopped in a Lamb' with it, in a damn pandemicNerve of Uncle Sam gotta have his damn hand in itListen, straight from Shibuya, on some ZenI'm on ten, it's a marathon and look, we comin' for the winJust like Puff told Christopher, we gon' win big (c'mon)Put the whole family on, look at what my Kim didJust like Puff told Christopher, we gon' win big (uh)We gon' win big (what?)Do y'all feel me? Really?Get off Scott Free, I'm talking RidleyGet off our knees, that's if you're with meGet off your knees, that's if you're with meGet off your knees and let's get freeGet off your knees and let's get freeReally, I mean reallyReally, I mean reallyI need release, I don't need policeI'm like, "nigg*, puh-lease"Y'all can't hear me, for the real meFor the real me, I mean Mm-hmm-mmAlright, it's gonna shoot us in the- Woah, uh-oh, uh-ohYou ready mama? (Yup)I'm so proud of you (yup)You're gonna have so much funThey gonna shoot us in the air, mama, okay?C'mon, P, I got you, it's okay, mamaHold your head back, hold your head back (three, two, one)Daddy's here, daddy's here, daddy's right hereIt's okay, mama, daddy's here, daddy hereDaddy's right here (I'm scared)Okay, okay, I got you, it's okayOkay, we goin' slow, we goin' slow downIt's okay, stop cryin', daddy got you, see, it's over, you did it, P!You already did it! See? It's already over! Yay! You did it!Big Girl! It's already over! It's already over, it's already overDaddy right here, daddy right hereI told you I'm not gon' let you goI'm not gon' let you go, mamas, okay?Daddy got you, daddy gon' bring us all the way down, okay?How was it? (We done)You did a good job (it was scary)Good job! (Our daughter got more heart than you)

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