歌手:Kanye West
专辑:《The College Dropout》

作词 : Kanye West/D. Smith/Leslie Pridgen/L. Wilson/R. Wilson/C. Wilson
作曲 : Kanye West/D. Smith/Leslie Pridgen/L. Wilson/R. Wilson/C. Wilson
We in the streets playa getcha mail
It's only two places you'll end up -
Either dead or in jail
Still nowhere to go still nowhere to go
Now throw ya hands up bustless
Bustas boostas hoes

Everybody f**k that
Still nowhere to go sill nowhere to go

Two words United States no love no brakes
Low brow high stakes crack smoke black folks
Big Macs fat folks ecstasy capsules
Presidential scandals everybody MOVE

Two words Mos Def K West hot shit
Calm down get back ghetto people got this
Game ball lock shit dump off cock shit
We won't stop shit everybody MOVE

Two words BK NY bedstuy
Two hawks too hungry too many that's why
These streets know game can't ball don't play
Every traffic one lane everybody MOVE

Two words Mos Def black check hot shit
Calm down get back ghetto people got this
Game point lock long pump cocked
We won't stop everybody MOVE

Now throw ya hands up bustless
Bustas （Throw your hands up high）
Boostas hoes everybody
F**k that （ohhhhhh）
Still nowhere to go still nowhere
To go （ohhhhhh）

And keep ya hands up bustless
Bustas （Till they reach the sky）
Boostas hoes everybody
F**k that （ohhhhhh）
Still nowhere to go still
Nowhere to go （ohhhhhh）

Aiyyo two words Chi town
South side world wide
Cuz I rep that till I f**kin die
One neck two chains one waist two gats
One wall twenty plaques
Dudes say Gimme that
I am limelight Blueprint 5 Mics
Go get his rhyme like
Shoulda been signed twice
Most imitated Grammy nominated

Hotel accommodated
Cheerleader prom dated
Barbershop playa hated
Mom and pop bootlegged it
Felt like it rained till the roof caved in
Two words Chi town raised me crazy

So I live by two words F**k you pay me

Screamin Jesus save me

You know how the game be
I can't let em change me
Cuz on Judgment Day you gon blame me

Look God it's the same me
I （Throw） basically know now （Your）
We could （Up） racially profile （High）
Cuffed up and hosed down
Pimped up and hoe down （ohhhhhh）
Plus I got a whole city
To hold down （ohhhhhh）
From the bottom to the top

So only place to go down
Two words Freeway two letters A-R
Turn y'all rap niggaz into
Two words fast runners
Like Jackie Jurner you better
Sleep with your burner
The heat skeet blow a reef through ya car
My God two words no guns break arms
Break necks break backs Steven Segul
Free young bars fresh men of the Roc
Left the beef in the pot Jay sent for his dogs
And broads forget ya squad
Let em find for yourself
Have you screamin out four
Words Send for the Lord
Two words Freeway's slightly retarded
F**k around throw a clip in ya artist

Leave with his broad