Kanye West feat. Bon Iver - Lost In The World

[Justin Vernon - Bon Iver: Sample From "Woods"]

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

‘m up in the woods, I’m down on my mind

I’m building a still to slow down the time

[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

(x2)

[Kanye West - Verse 1]

Your my Devil, Your my Angel

Your my Heaven, Your my Hell

Your my Now, Your my Forever

Your my Freedom, Your my Jail

Your my Lies, Your my Truth

Your my War, Your my Truce

Your my Questions, Your my Proof

Your my Stress and your my Masseuse

Mama-say mama-say ma-ma-coo-sah

Lost in this Plastic life,

Lets Break out of this fake ass Party

Turn this in to a Classic Night

If we die in each others arms we still get laid in our Afterlife

If we die in each others arms we still get laid

[Chorus]

I’m up in the woods, I’m down on my mind

I’m building a still to slow down the time

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

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

(2x)

[Gil-Scott Heron] sample off Gil-Scott Heron “Comment #1″

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 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 a 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?

[End]