Canciones

1
To The World (Feat. R. Kelly & Teyana Taylor)
Kanye West
Letra
03:53
2
Clique (Feat. Jay Z, Big Sean)
Kanye West
Letra
05:09
3
Mercy (Feat. Big Sean, Pusha T & 2 Chainz)
Kanye West
Letra
05:34
4
New God Flow.1 (feat. Pusha T & Ghostface Killah)
Kanye West
Letra
04:55
5
The Morning (feat. Raekwon, Pusha T, Common, 2 Chainz, CyHi The Prynce, Kid Cubi & D'banj)
Kanye West
Letra
04:41
6
Cold.1 (Feat. DJ Khaled)
Kanye West
Letra
02:05
7
Higher (feat. The-Dream, Pusha T, Ma$e & Cocaine 80s)
Kanye West
Letra
04:35
8
Sin City (feat. John Legend, Travis Scott, Teyana Taylor, CyHi the Prynce & Malik Yusef)
Kanye West
Letra
04:29
9
The One (Feat. Big Sean, 2 Chainz & Marsha Ambrosius)
Kanye West
Letra
05:36
10
Creepers
Kanye West
Letra
03:15
11
Bliss (feat. John Legend & Teyana Taylor)
Kanye West
Letra
03:33
12
I Don't Like (feat. Chief Keef, Big Sean, Pusha T & Jadakiss)
Kanye West
Letra
04:52

Letra

Let me see you put your middle fingers up
To the world, I made up in my mind (ooh)
I'm doin' things my way, I'm burnin' shit down tonight (ooh)
I'm doin' things my way, it's my way or the highway (ooh)
Let me say it one more time

Middle fingers up to the world, to the world
To the wor-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-orld
To the world, to the world
To the wor-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-orld
Let me see you put your middle fingers up
Middle fingers up

Motherfucker

Deuces minus one, middle finger to the sky tonight (ayy, ayy, ayy)
The whole world is a couch
Bitch, I'm Rick James tonight (I don't give a fuck)
Throw it up (ayy), throw it up (ayy)
'Cause you can't take it with you
Funny how they wait till you gone just to miss you
To the world (ayy) to the world (ayy)
Then, I'm on my Sinatra
I'm doin' it my way, let's take it a notch up
Take it wow-wow-wow-up

Let me see you put your middle fingers up
To the world, I made up in my mind (ooh)
I'm doin' things my way, I'm burnin' shit down tonight (ooh)
I'm doin' things my way, it's my way or the highway (ooh)
Let me say it one more time

Middle fingers up to the world, to the world
To the wor-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-orld

Mm, ain't this some shit?
Pulled up in the A-v-entador
And the doors raise up like: Praise the Lord
Did the fashion show and a tour
This the movie and the score
This a ghetto opera
Francis-foreign-car-Coppola
I need a new crib to hold my plaques
Rick Ross had told me that
Said I be all up in Goldman Sachs like: These niggas tryna hold me back
These niggas tryna hold me back
I'm just tryna protect my stacks
Mitt Romney don't pay no tax
Mitt Romney don't pay no tax
Chi-town till I'm on my back
Chi-town till I'm on my back
Only nigga in Beverly Hills, where the hell is Axel Foley at?
Ease up there, baby boy, Ving Rhames told Jody that
R. Kelly and the God of Rap
Shittin' on you, holy crap

Let me see you put your middle fingers up
To the world, to the world
To the wor-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-orld
To the world, to the world
To the wor-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-orld
Let me see you put your middle fingers up

I could give it all up, but it's not enough
Ayy-ayy, here you go, my middle finger
To the world, to the world, from the ground to the Moon
Hills to the mountains, yeah, hands to the roof
Give it up, give it up, won't let you deny me
Makin' you love me, makin' you love me, mmm