Kanye West – Lost In The World scritto da admin 19 Gennaio 2016 [Sample From “Woods”: Justin Vernon] I’m up in the woods, I’m down on my mind I’m building a still to slow down the time I’m up in the woods, I’m down on my mind I’m building a still to slow down the time I’m up in the woods, I’m down on my mind I’m building a still to slow down the time <i>[Chorus 2x:] I’m lost in the world, I’m down on my mind I’m new in the city, and I’m down for the night Down for the night Said she’s down for the night [Kanye West:] You’re my devil, you’re my angel You’re my heaven, you’re my hell You’re my now, you’re my forever You’re my freedom, you’re my jail You’re my lies, you’re my truth You’re my war, you’re my truce You’re my questions, you’re my proof You’re my stress and you’re my masseuse Mama-say mama-say ma-ma-coo-sah Lost in this plastic life, Let’s break out of this fake ass party Turn this into a classic night If we die in each other’s arms we still get laid in the afterlife If we die in each other’s arms we still get laid [Chorus:] (I’m lost in the world) Run from the lights, run from the night, (I’m down on my mind) Run for your life, I’m new in the city, and I’m down for the night Down for the night Down for the night I’m lost in the world, been down for my whole life, I’m new in the city but I’m down for the night Down for the night Down for the night Who will survive in America? Who will survive in America? Who will survive in America? [Chorus:] I’m lost in the world, I’m down on my mind I’m new in the city, and I’m down for the night Down for the night Said she’s down for the night I’m lost in the world, I’m down on my mind I’m new in the city and I’m goin’ for a ride Goin’ for a ride I’m lost in the world, been down for my whole life I’m new in the city but I’m down the for the night Down for a night, down for a good time [Gil-Scott Heron:] Us living as we do upside down. And the new word to have is revolution. People don’t even want to hear the preacher spill or spiel because God’s whole card has been thoroughly piqued. And America is now blood and tears instead of milk and honey. The youngsters who were programmed to continue fucking up woke up one night digging Paul Revere and Nat Turner as the good guys. America stripped for bed and we had not all yet closed our eyes. The signs of truth were tattooed across our open ended vagina. We learned to our amazement the untold tale of scandal. Two long centuries buried in the musty vault, hosed down daily with a gagging perfume. America was a bastard, the illegitimate daughter of the mother country whose legs were then spread around the world and a rapist known as freedom, free doom. Democracy, liberty, and justice were revolutionary code names that preceded the bubbling bubbling bubbling bubbling bubbling in the mother country’s crotch What does Webster say about soul? All I want is a good home and a wife And our children and some food to feed them every night. After all is said and done build a new route to China if they’ll have you. Who will survive in America? Who will survive in America? Who will survive in America? Who will survive in America?