2 Words Lyrics - Kanye West

1 We in the streets, playa, get ya mail

2 It's only two places you end up, either dead or in jail

3 Still nowhere to go

4 Still nowhere to go

5 Now throw ya hands up hustlers, busters, boosters, hoes

6 Everybody, fuck that

7 Still nowhere to go

8 Still nowhere to go

9 '''Mos Def:'''

10 Two words, United States, no love, no breaks

11 Low brow, high stakes, crack smoke, black folks

12 Big Macs, fat folks, ecstasy capsules

13 Presidential scandals, everybody move

14 Two words, Mos Def, K. West, hot shit

15 Calm down, get back, ghetto people got this

16 Game 'pon lock shit, gun 'pon cock shit

17 We won't stop shit, everybody move

18 Two words, BK, NY, Bed Stuy

19 Too harsh, too hungry, too many, that's why

20 These streets know game, can't ball, don't play

21 Heavy traffic, one lane, everybody move

22 Two words, Mos Def, Black Jack, hot shit

23 Calm down, get back, ghetto people, got this

24 Game 'pon lock, gun 'pon cock

25 We won't stop, everybody move

26 '''Kanye West and Harlem Boys Choir:'''

27 Now throw ya hands up hustlers, busters, boosters, hoes (Throw your hands up high)

28 Everybody, fuck that

29 Still nowhere to go

30 Still nowhere to go

31 And keep ya hands up hustlers

32 Busters, boosters, hoes (Till they reach the sky)

33 Everybody, fuck that

34 Still nowhere to go

35 Still nowhere to go

36 '''Kanye West:'''

37 Ayo, two words, Chi-town, South Side, worldwide

38 'Cause I rep that till I fuckin' die

39 One neck two chains, one waist two gats

40 One wall twenty plaques, dues paid, gimme that

41 I am limelight, Blueprint five mics

42 Go Getters rhyme like, should've been signed twice

43 Most imitated, Grammy nominated

44 Hotel accommodated, cheerleader prom-dated

45 Barbershop playa-hated, mom-and-pop bootlegged it

46 Felt like it rained till the roof caved in

47 Two words, Chi-town raised me crazy

48 So I live by two words, "Fuck you, pay me"

49 Screamin', "Jesus save me"

50 You know how the game be, I can't let 'em change me

51 Cause on judgment day, you gon' blame me

52 Look, God, it's the same me

53 And I basically know now, we get racially profiled

54 Cuffed up and hosed down, pimped up and ho'd down

55 Plus I got a whole city to hold down

56 From the bottom so the top's the only place to go now

57 '''Kanye West and Harlem Boys Choir:'''

58 Now throw ya hands up hustlers, busters, boosters, hoes (Throw your hands up high)

59 Everybody, fuck that

60 Still nowhere to go

61 Still nowhere to go

62 '''Freeway:'''

63 Two words, free way, two letters, AR

64 Turn y'all rap niggas to two words, fast runners

65 Like Jackie Joyner, you better sleep with your burner

66 The heat skeet, blow a reef through ya car, my God

67 Two words, no guns, break arms

68 Break necks, break backs, Steven Seagal free

69 Young boss, freshman of the Roc

70 With the beef in the pot Jay sent for his dogs to brawl

71 Forget ya squad, better fend for yourself

72 Have you screamin' out four words, "Send for the law", uh

73 Two words, Freeway slightly retarded

74 Fuck around, throw a clip in ya artist, leave with his broad

75 '''Mos Def and Harlem Boys Choir:'''

76 Red, white, blue, black (Throw your hands up)

77 Calm down, move back

78 Motherfuckers askin', "Who is that?"

79 You know it's the almighty Black Jack

80 Mos Def, K. West

81 Ghetto people get this shit off ya chest

82 North to the south, to the east, to the west

83 Black Jack Johnson, it's no contest

84 (High) And show it to 'em like

85 Let me hear that, this is some two chain reberish, shit outta the way