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The Good, the Bad, the Ugly

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[Intro:]
Alright, is everybody ready? — Yeah!
Alright, now here we go!
[Verse 1: Consequence]
Ayo, good morning, America, good morning to Erika,
Who gave me good head while watchin’ Good Morning America.
Good day New York, have a good day in court,
My niggas drive around the hood lookin’ for good yay to snort.
I never liked the goodbyes, always caught a good vibe,
Always had a good time, could always spot a good guy
From a good guy with good lies lookin’ liable to try,
You know that old saying what they say about good guys.
I guess that’s why I went bad, needed all my chicks bad,
Fiends needed hits bad, so they hittin’ licks bad,
Had to get that work off before that shit went bad,
If not it gets bad, and things’ll only get bad.
So now I’m gettin’ bad scans, and I got that bad jam,
Tellin’ me them bad sense, songs catch them bad breaks,
Caught a bad rate on the whip with bad brakes,
I’m caught up in these bad ways havin’ a bad day.
So now the game’s ugly and my pain’s ugly and my chain’s ugly,
Things became ugly cause my ugly rugby,
Got a stain and it’s musty, wakin’ up lookin’ crusty,
And Ms. Thang, who’s ugly is sayin’ to me, “Don’t touch me!”
I went from Pretty Willie to pretty silly without the pretty gully,
So you know things’ll still get pretty ugly.
And this is for the hoods, the crabs, the junkies,
We showin’ you the good, the bad, the ugly.
[Chorus: Kanye West]
We showin’ you the good, the bad, the ugly,
Big said, “Get your money!” Ain’t no tellin’ they gon’ love me.
We showin’ you the good, the bad, the ugly,
When your money get funny and them days ain’t sunny.
We showin’ you the good, the bad, the ugly,
Niggas give pounds and hug me, know they really wanna slug me.
We showin’ you the good, the bad, the ugly,
And this is for the hood, you got, to love me.
[Verse 2: Kanye West]
Good morning to umm– I don’t remember your name,
But I remember the brain, here go a fare for the train. and
Good morning to Chi-Town, where my niggas ride down
To bust clowns and look for some bustdowns to bust down.
Yeah, she ain’t got a car she on the bus now,
But her gear is bangin’, she one of us now,
I wanted badly to bone ‘cause she was bad to the bone,
She from a battered home, she mad when she at home.
So I gave her my number to peep off, she wanted to take a week off,
Bustin’ Scary Movie nuts, I had to get the freak off,
That new Tom Cruise to the Moulin Rouge,
On a too long cruise, she said, “I ain’t bonin’ you
With them too long shoes!” And acted bougie in a Grey Poupon mood,
So I’ma act cheap in a coupon mood.
She said, “Ye, you don’t love me?”
I told her it was good, it’s too bad it got ugly.
[Chorus: Kanye West]
We showin’ you the good, the bad, the ugly,
Big said, “Get your money!” Ain’t no tellin’ they gon’ love me.
We showin’ you the good, the bad, the ugly,
And this is for the hood, you got, to love me.
[Verse 3: Consequence]
Ayo, good morning to Queens, the Northside is my scene,
And when it comes down to it, I’ma ride for my team.
See, it’s a beautiful life, but these bills’ll make it ugly,
And the beauty of life, is when you’re forced to make it ugly.
Had a beautiful night till a storm done made it ugly,
And a beautiful wife, now we divorcin’ and it’s ugly.
Now my mind state is ugly when blind dates are ugly,
And I’m ready turn it up in these streets and make it ugly.
Used to sit in Mr. Ugly’s with these sisters that was ugly,
And these bitches used to bum me to the point it made me ugly,
And say things that was ugly then leave the bar abruptly,
But I took it all back, ‘cause God don’t like ugly.
Now I’m curbin’ my bad words and say that’s a bad burn,
I left it on bad terms with a chick with a bad perm,
Who case took a bad turn, her face caught a bad burn,
And took the news bad when they said she had bad germs.
The bad thing about the bitch is bad and ’bout it,
But the pussy smelled bad so I had to get up out it,
So now we got bad luck, our son is a bad blood,
But it happens in the hood when you inherit that bad luck,
And once you get bad, it be bad for good,
And that’s bad meanin’ bad not bad meanin’ good.
But I agree that it’s good, when you leave with the goods,
It’s all good in the hood, I call good ‘cause it’s good,
Now I’m havin’ some good nights, livin’ this good life,
Got me a good girl that I’ma make me a good wife,
So I’m, good to go, and I’m good where I go,‘
Cause my man got good aim and that’s a good thing to know,
And he came off for good off a good behavior,
Spittin’ that good game, so what’s good with this paper?‘
Cause this is for the hoods, the crabs, the junkies,
We showin’ you the good, the bad, the ugly.
[Chorus: Kanye West]
We showin’ you the good, the bad, the ugly,
Big said, “Get your money!” Ain’t no tellin’ they gon’ love me.
We showin’ you the good, the bad, the ugly,
When your money get funny and them days ain’t sunny.
We showin’ you the good, the bad, the ugly,
Niggas give pounds and hug me, know they really wanna slug me.
We showin’ you the good, the bad, the ugly,
And this is for the hood, you got, to love me.