Sex jibe husband murders wife Bomb blast victim fights for life Girl thirteen attacked with knife
Princess di is wearing a new dress
Jet airliner shot from sky Famine horror, millions die Earthquake terror figures rise
Princes di is wearing a new dress
You can′t change the world But you can change the facts And when you change the facts You change points of view If you change points of view You may change a vote And when you change a vote You may change the world
In black townships fires blaze Prospects better premier says Within sight are golden days
Princess di is wearing a new dress
You can′t change the world But you can change the facts And when you change the facts You change points of view If you change points of view You may change a vote And when you change a vote You may change the world
[Chorus] Uh put your hands to the constellations They way you look should be a sin, you my sensation I know I′m preaching to the congregation We love Jesus but she done learned a lot from Satan
I mean a n-gga did a lot of waiting We aint married but tonight I need some consummation
[Kanye West - Verse 1] May the Lord forgive us May the God′s be with us And that magic hour I seen good christians make rrash decisions Oh she do it, what happened to Religion? Oh she lose it She putting on her make up She casually allure Text message break up, the casualty of tour How she gone wake up and not love me no more I thought I was the ass hole, I guess it′s rubbing off Hood phenomenom the Lebron of rhyme Hard to be humble when you stuntin on a jumbotron I′m looking at her like "this what you really want it, huh?" What we argue anyway, oh I forgot it′s summertime
[Chorus]
(Satan, satan)
[Kanye West - Verse 2] When the sun go down it′s the magic hour The magic hour And outta all the colours that are still up the skies You got green on your mind I can see it in your eyes Why you standing there with your face screwed up Don′t leave while your hot that′s how Mase screwed up Throwing sh-t around I hope place screwed up Maybe I should call Mase so that he could pray for us Or hit the Jamaica spot at the bar, take a seat I ordered your jerk she said you are what you eat You see I always loved your sense of humour But tonight you should have seen how quiet the room was The Lyor Cohen or Dior Homme that′s Dior Homme not Dior homie The crib scarface couldn′t be more Tony You love me for me could you be more phoney
[Chorus] Uh put your hands to the constellations They way you look should be a sin, you my sensation Haven′t said a word, haven′t said a word To me this evening Cat got your tongue? [End]