Artist: Kanye West Album: Late Registration (2005) Title: We Can Make It Better
Lyrics We Can Make It Better[Kanye West] ("Make It Up") We can make it better ("Make It Up") We can make it better ("Make It Up") We can make it better ("Make It Up") We can make it
Somebody told me that Delta's brownskinned, AKAs' lightskinned And they supposed to be bourgeois, so they got white friends First day of school, I'mma take you sight seein' Show you what we do on weekends for excitement She said, "I know what you about to say, like your hypeman" She let a nigga hit it, and now she only date white men And if a nigga even wave at her, it's frightnin'; but
[Chorus: Kanye West] ("Make It Up") We can make it better (Better we can) ("Make It Up") We can make it better (Better we can make it on up, we can) ("Make It Up") We can make it better (Better we can) ("Make It Up") We can make it
[Talib Kweli] The night fallin' over Brooklyn, where they murder for change The converter remains faithful to the drugdealer priestess He in search of the word of fame, you heard of the name Kweli the truth, like I'm comin' out the mouth of bass One for in and one for out the grave Niggaz want they reparations, How you calculate the amount to be paid You try to imagine America without the slaves (the slaves)
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[Q-Tip] Her tenament yo, is rat infested Her heart is like a gold boullion cause she wouldn't protest it Cause, her bestfriend's man got popped He was sixteen years old, the cop thought his phone was a glock In the hood is a everday happenin' In front of the precinct she choose out the captain She yelled out "Why you do this to black men?"
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[Common] I think of eighty seven ways, to make better days Whether climb or rhyme, I heard that rebel pays On the scene, tryin' to get green like everglades Music, ridin' it good like escalades In the ghetto infested by shade and drama And niggaz wit' thangs ain't afraid of karma I'm thinkin' big like Little Wayne in the carter
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[Rhymefest] C'mon; Tell people the truth, but never give 'em ya true thoughts Terrorism on blacks, they poison our youth Partiot Act in effect, make it hard to breathe now Johnny Cochran dead, who gonna get us free now? Clinton ain't in office, who gon' give us shit free now? Who gon' make it better for the thugs and P's now? Who gon' make it good for old folks that's senile? Oh, it's good music, yeah dog I see now
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