Kanye West
Heard 'em Say lyrics
*******
Wake up Mr. West [echoes]
[Kanye West]
Uh, Yeah, Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah
[Piano drops]
And I heard 'em say, nothin ever promised tomorrow today.
From the Chi, like Tim it's the Hard-a-way,
So this is in the name of love, like Robert says
Before you ask me to get a job today, can I at least get a raise on a minimum wage?
And I know the government administered AIDS,
So I guess we just pray like the minister say,
Allah o Akbar and throw em some hot cars,
Things we see on the screen are not ours,
But these niggas from the hood so these dreams not far,
Where im from, the dope boys is the rock stars,
But they can't cop cars without seein' cop cars,
I guess they want us all behind bars.
I know it.
[Chorus (Adam Levine)]
Uh, And I heard 'em say, nothin ever promised tomorrow today.
(ooooooooo)
And I heard 'em say, nothin ever promised tomorrow today.
(Nothing's ever promised tomorrow today.)
But we'll find a way
(And nothing lasts forever but be honest babe, it hurts but it may be the only way)
[Kanye]
They say people in your life are seasons,
And anything that happen is for a reason,
And niggas guns a clappin and keep to squeezin',
And Gran (Grandma) keep prayin' and keep believin',
And Jesus and one day that ya see him,
Till they walk in his footsteps and try to be him,
The devil is alive I feel him breathin',
Claimin' money is the key so keep on dreamin',
And put them lottery tickets just to tease us,
My aunt Pam can't put those cigarettes down,
Now my lil cousin smokin those cigarettes now,
His job trying to claim that he too niggerish now,
Is it cuz his skin blacker than licorice now?
I can't figure it out...
Im Stickin around....
[Chorus (Adam Levine)]
Uh, And I heard 'em say, nothin ever promised tomorrow today.
(ooooooooo)
And I heard 'em say, nothin ever promised tomorrow today.
(Nothing's ever promised tomorrow today.)
But we'll find a way
(And nothing lasts forever but be honest babe, it hurts but it may be the only way)
(Cuz every worthless word we get more far away, and nothing's ever promised tomorrow today,
And nothing lasts forever but be honest babe, it hurts but it may be the only way)
[Beat Changes]
http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/k/kanye_west/heard_em_say.html
Version 2 with Adam Levine
Version 1 drawn by Bill Plympton
******
Today wasn't a bad day; it reminds me I don't want to be a teacher but it does remind me that I am going to make it no matter what. I am going to be unahappy in my present incarnation and I need to make the difference in my own heart and smile. I need to see something and show the delight of my own needs & wants occurring; selfishness must be king in my life. I need to sing my song and write my plays and walking to my own beat no matter how far it may take me; and it may have to take me away from Texas.
"The devil is alive I feel him breathin', claimin' money is the key so keep on dreamin',"
I am dreaming in my days and working my nightmares into something more formidable, and I want to see them happen. I want a recitation of my resume as wild & wicked as the needs of the demons of Lust & Gluttony.
I like food, and I like sex.
Let's find something that combines them both.
Maybe my life is an unfinished Harold Robbins novel, protagonist full of promise and yet, always falling short of real success & redemption, and making the world a little darker and their souls a little brighter. Is that truly a possibility? Am I going to make the world better one day with my stories or with my ideas or my hopes or my impotency?
Or am I just bullshitting myself?
Maybe a simple murder-suicide would be the best way out of this world. But ... killing my dog isn't the solution so I need to keep living and tying knots around womens' wrist and keeping them in place while my deviated imagination goes mad with lust & perversions.
THAT sounds like fun, doesn't it dear deviate? ~lmao!~
Maybe my soul is too dysfunctional for my heart to bear. Or maybe I will be that thing that I have feared all my life: 'alone'.
I think there are may things in life I need to reconsider in my quest for normalcy and maybe I don't really need normalcy in any manner.
Personally 'd rather be more like James Bond. Of course, the Sean Connery ideal with the Daniel Craig figure. I'd love to show my stomach off in a small pair of shorts coming out of the water for all eyes to gaze on me and allow myself to manipulate the babes of the moment into bending to my perverse and obscene will and desires.
(pause)
Of course falling in love would make things a little better wouldn't it? Almost as much fun as running away on a hedonistic journey through the thighs of young women around the world aching to play the depraved games I seek in my stories.
(more later - finishing term paper)
Heard 'em Say lyrics
*******
Wake up Mr. West [echoes]
[Kanye West]
Uh, Yeah, Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah
[Piano drops]
And I heard 'em say, nothin ever promised tomorrow today.
From the Chi, like Tim it's the Hard-a-way,
So this is in the name of love, like Robert says
Before you ask me to get a job today, can I at least get a raise on a minimum wage?
And I know the government administered AIDS,
So I guess we just pray like the minister say,
Allah o Akbar and throw em some hot cars,
Things we see on the screen are not ours,
But these niggas from the hood so these dreams not far,
Where im from, the dope boys is the rock stars,
But they can't cop cars without seein' cop cars,
I guess they want us all behind bars.
I know it.
[Chorus (Adam Levine)]
Uh, And I heard 'em say, nothin ever promised tomorrow today.
(ooooooooo)
And I heard 'em say, nothin ever promised tomorrow today.
(Nothing's ever promised tomorrow today.)
But we'll find a way
(And nothing lasts forever but be honest babe, it hurts but it may be the only way)
[Kanye]
They say people in your life are seasons,
And anything that happen is for a reason,
And niggas guns a clappin and keep to squeezin',
And Gran (Grandma) keep prayin' and keep believin',
And Jesus and one day that ya see him,
Till they walk in his footsteps and try to be him,
The devil is alive I feel him breathin',
Claimin' money is the key so keep on dreamin',
And put them lottery tickets just to tease us,
My aunt Pam can't put those cigarettes down,
Now my lil cousin smokin those cigarettes now,
His job trying to claim that he too niggerish now,
Is it cuz his skin blacker than licorice now?
I can't figure it out...
Im Stickin around....
[Chorus (Adam Levine)]
Uh, And I heard 'em say, nothin ever promised tomorrow today.
(ooooooooo)
And I heard 'em say, nothin ever promised tomorrow today.
(Nothing's ever promised tomorrow today.)
But we'll find a way
(And nothing lasts forever but be honest babe, it hurts but it may be the only way)
(Cuz every worthless word we get more far away, and nothing's ever promised tomorrow today,
And nothing lasts forever but be honest babe, it hurts but it may be the only way)
[Beat Changes]
http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/k/kanye_west/heard_em_say.html
Version 2 with Adam Levine
Version 1 drawn by Bill Plympton
******
Today wasn't a bad day; it reminds me I don't want to be a teacher but it does remind me that I am going to make it no matter what. I am going to be unahappy in my present incarnation and I need to make the difference in my own heart and smile. I need to see something and show the delight of my own needs & wants occurring; selfishness must be king in my life. I need to sing my song and write my plays and walking to my own beat no matter how far it may take me; and it may have to take me away from Texas.
"The devil is alive I feel him breathin', claimin' money is the key so keep on dreamin',"
I am dreaming in my days and working my nightmares into something more formidable, and I want to see them happen. I want a recitation of my resume as wild & wicked as the needs of the demons of Lust & Gluttony.
I like food, and I like sex.
Let's find something that combines them both.
Maybe my life is an unfinished Harold Robbins novel, protagonist full of promise and yet, always falling short of real success & redemption, and making the world a little darker and their souls a little brighter. Is that truly a possibility? Am I going to make the world better one day with my stories or with my ideas or my hopes or my impotency?
Or am I just bullshitting myself?
Maybe a simple murder-suicide would be the best way out of this world. But ... killing my dog isn't the solution so I need to keep living and tying knots around womens' wrist and keeping them in place while my deviated imagination goes mad with lust & perversions.
THAT sounds like fun, doesn't it dear deviate? ~lmao!~
Maybe my soul is too dysfunctional for my heart to bear. Or maybe I will be that thing that I have feared all my life: 'alone'.
I think there are may things in life I need to reconsider in my quest for normalcy and maybe I don't really need normalcy in any manner.
Personally 'd rather be more like James Bond. Of course, the Sean Connery ideal with the Daniel Craig figure. I'd love to show my stomach off in a small pair of shorts coming out of the water for all eyes to gaze on me and allow myself to manipulate the babes of the moment into bending to my perverse and obscene will and desires.
(pause)
Of course falling in love would make things a little better wouldn't it? Almost as much fun as running away on a hedonistic journey through the thighs of young women around the world aching to play the depraved games I seek in my stories.
(more later - finishing term paper)
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