Gossip Files Lyrics
| Song | Gossip Files |
| Artist | Kanye West |
| Album | Unreleased |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Niggas gossiping, it runs the city, they don't know who watching them | |
| When they coming to get me, so I hit the block and bend | |
| Do about 60, and I put my glocks to them, like plow plow plow | |
| I'm gonna to get on this TV and put shit down | |
| I aint finna let these lights skinned niggaz come back in style | |
| I'm finna turn to this class clown, should be crazy deep | |
| They told my momma I was bipolar had A.D.D. | |
| I told em, what-what I wanna do, I wanna be a baller | |
| The dream spoilers are for ya | |
| Hatin on you to they mans on the corners | |
| Old folks said he'd never make it off the corner | |
| They are the virus that corrupts the soul | |
| They are the cubic zirconia inside the 10 karat gold | |
| That get green on ya, when you get green on em | |
| You gotta wash ya hands of em, get clean on em | |
| Somebody told me success is the best revenge | |
| So they gon be fucked up when you do ya thing on em | |
| Now hold ya plaques high, like who woulda thought | |
| And tell em, ahem, thank you for your no support | |
| They are the dreamkillers, they the dreamkillers | |
| Who know a dream, they are the dream (killer Norman Bates) | |
| They the dreamkillers, they the dreamkillers, dream | |
| They are the dream (killer Norman Bates) | |
| Now how you gonna talk about the way I spend my money | |
| Everybody say it with me now, it's my money | |
| And they know they hatin, but what they don't know is | |
| They are my motivation, they are my inspiration | |
| Cos we the leaders, and they the followers | |
| And we the nut busters, and they the swallowers | |
| They are the rumours, they are the lies | |
| We are the shit dog, and they the flies | |
| How you gon tell me how to live my life | |
| And you can't even get your own shit tight, right | |
| They are the misery that loves company | |
| Cuz that comfortable corporate job can't comfort me | |
| Told em I finished school, and I started my own business | |
| They said Oh you graduated? No I decided I was finished | |
| Chasin yall dreams and what you got planned | |
| Now I spit it so hot you got tanned | |
| And they hate on your relationship, then break your marriage up | |
| Can't kill ya dreams so they assassinate your character | |
| Do anything to downplay ya or embarrass ya | |
| Come around wit ya but they ain't down wit ya | |
| They the dreamkillers | |
| And I'm through spittin these rappers my most heartfelt flow | |
| They be like That's cool, you got some beats for me though? | |
| Oh I get it, you wanna be Snoop and Dr. Dre | |
| But don't nobody give a fuck what you got to say | |
| Anyway what you finna rap about? | |
| You never sold crack out ya house or put a gat to a mouth | |
| Or put ya fist to ya spouse, so how you gon move the crowd? | |
| I bet a thousand that you get booed out | |
| I even heard that they even takin wages in jail | |
| They bet ten boxes of cigarettes that I'm finna fail | |
| Second you talk about me, they be like Peace | |
| This nigga came from the Chi, moved to the east | |
| You gotta kill at least one person at least | |
| Or we'll evict you from the rap game, cancel your lease | |
| How you go to New York, what you ain't never took a tour there? | |
| What you ain't know you gotta be rich just to be poor there? | |
| The dreamkillers | |
| Niggas gossiping, it runs the city | |
| They don't know who watching them | |
| When they coming to get me | |
| So I hit the block and bend and do about 60 | |
| And I put my glocks to them, like plow plow plow |
| Niggas gossiping, it runs the city, they don' t know who watching them | |
| When they coming to get me, so I hit the block and bend | |
| Do about 60, and I put my glocks to them, like plow plow plow | |
| I' m gonna to get on this TV and put shit down | |
| I aint finna let these lights skinned niggaz come back in style | |
| I' m finna turn to this class clown, should be crazy deep | |
| They told my momma I was bipolar had A. D. D. | |
| I told em, whatwhat I wanna do, I wanna be a baller | |
| The dream spoilers are for ya | |
| Hatin on you to they mans on the corners | |
| Old folks said he' d never make it off the corner | |
| They are the virus that corrupts the soul | |
| They are the cubic zirconia inside the 10 karat gold | |
| That get green on ya, when you get green on em | |
| You gotta wash ya hands of em, get clean on em | |
| Somebody told me success is the best revenge | |
| So they gon be fucked up when you do ya thing on em | |
| Now hold ya plaques high, like who woulda thought | |
| And tell em, ahem, thank you for your no support | |
| They are the dreamkillers, they the dreamkillers | |
| Who know a dream, they are the dream killer Norman Bates | |
| They the dreamkillers, they the dreamkillers, dream | |
| They are the dream killer Norman Bates | |
| Now how you gonna talk about the way I spend my money | |
| Everybody say it with me now, it' s my money | |
| And they know they hatin, but what they don' t know is | |
| They are my motivation, they are my inspiration | |
| Cos we the leaders, and they the followers | |
| And we the nut busters, and they the swallowers | |
| They are the rumours, they are the lies | |
| We are the shit dog, and they the flies | |
| How you gon tell me how to live my life | |
| And you can' t even get your own shit tight, right | |
| They are the misery that loves company | |
| Cuz that comfortable corporate job can' t comfort me | |
| Told em I finished school, and I started my own business | |
| They said Oh you graduated? No I decided I was finished | |
| Chasin yall dreams and what you got planned | |
| Now I spit it so hot you got tanned | |
| And they hate on your relationship, then break your marriage up | |
| Can' t kill ya dreams so they assassinate your character | |
| Do anything to downplay ya or embarrass ya | |
| Come around wit ya but they ain' t down wit ya | |
| They the dreamkillers | |
| And I' m through spittin these rappers my most heartfelt flow | |
| They be like That' s cool, you got some beats for me though? | |
| Oh I get it, you wanna be Snoop and Dr. Dre | |
| But don' t nobody give a fuck what you got to say | |
| Anyway what you finna rap about? | |
| You never sold crack out ya house or put a gat to a mouth | |
| Or put ya fist to ya spouse, so how you gon move the crowd? | |
| I bet a thousand that you get booed out | |
| I even heard that they even takin wages in jail | |
| They bet ten boxes of cigarettes that I' m finna fail | |
| Second you talk about me, they be like Peace | |
| This nigga came from the Chi, moved to the east | |
| You gotta kill at least one person at least | |
| Or we' ll evict you from the rap game, cancel your lease | |
| How you go to New York, what you ain' t never took a tour there? | |
| What you ain' t know you gotta be rich just to be poor there? | |
| The dreamkillers | |
| Niggas gossiping, it runs the city | |
| They don' t know who watching them | |
| When they coming to get me | |
| So I hit the block and bend and do about 60 | |
| And I put my glocks to them, like plow plow plow |
| Niggas gossiping, it runs the city, they don' t know who watching them | |
| When they coming to get me, so I hit the block and bend | |
| Do about 60, and I put my glocks to them, like plow plow plow | |
| I' m gonna to get on this TV and put shit down | |
| I aint finna let these lights skinned niggaz come back in style | |
| I' m finna turn to this class clown, should be crazy deep | |
| They told my momma I was bipolar had A. D. D. | |
| I told em, whatwhat I wanna do, I wanna be a baller | |
| The dream spoilers are for ya | |
| Hatin on you to they mans on the corners | |
| Old folks said he' d never make it off the corner | |
| They are the virus that corrupts the soul | |
| They are the cubic zirconia inside the 10 karat gold | |
| That get green on ya, when you get green on em | |
| You gotta wash ya hands of em, get clean on em | |
| Somebody told me success is the best revenge | |
| So they gon be fucked up when you do ya thing on em | |
| Now hold ya plaques high, like who woulda thought | |
| And tell em, ahem, thank you for your no support | |
| They are the dreamkillers, they the dreamkillers | |
| Who know a dream, they are the dream killer Norman Bates | |
| They the dreamkillers, they the dreamkillers, dream | |
| They are the dream killer Norman Bates | |
| Now how you gonna talk about the way I spend my money | |
| Everybody say it with me now, it' s my money | |
| And they know they hatin, but what they don' t know is | |
| They are my motivation, they are my inspiration | |
| Cos we the leaders, and they the followers | |
| And we the nut busters, and they the swallowers | |
| They are the rumours, they are the lies | |
| We are the shit dog, and they the flies | |
| How you gon tell me how to live my life | |
| And you can' t even get your own shit tight, right | |
| They are the misery that loves company | |
| Cuz that comfortable corporate job can' t comfort me | |
| Told em I finished school, and I started my own business | |
| They said Oh you graduated? No I decided I was finished | |
| Chasin yall dreams and what you got planned | |
| Now I spit it so hot you got tanned | |
| And they hate on your relationship, then break your marriage up | |
| Can' t kill ya dreams so they assassinate your character | |
| Do anything to downplay ya or embarrass ya | |
| Come around wit ya but they ain' t down wit ya | |
| They the dreamkillers | |
| And I' m through spittin these rappers my most heartfelt flow | |
| They be like That' s cool, you got some beats for me though? | |
| Oh I get it, you wanna be Snoop and Dr. Dre | |
| But don' t nobody give a fuck what you got to say | |
| Anyway what you finna rap about? | |
| You never sold crack out ya house or put a gat to a mouth | |
| Or put ya fist to ya spouse, so how you gon move the crowd? | |
| I bet a thousand that you get booed out | |
| I even heard that they even takin wages in jail | |
| They bet ten boxes of cigarettes that I' m finna fail | |
| Second you talk about me, they be like Peace | |
| This nigga came from the Chi, moved to the east | |
| You gotta kill at least one person at least | |
| Or we' ll evict you from the rap game, cancel your lease | |
| How you go to New York, what you ain' t never took a tour there? | |
| What you ain' t know you gotta be rich just to be poor there? | |
| The dreamkillers | |
| Niggas gossiping, it runs the city | |
| They don' t know who watching them | |
| When they coming to get me | |
| So I hit the block and bend and do about 60 | |
| And I put my glocks to them, like plow plow plow |
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