Artist: Kanye West Album: Yeezus Song: Blood on the Leaves Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro: sample of "Strange Fruit" by Nina Simone] "Strange fruit hanging, from the poplar trees... Blood on the leaves" [Kanye West] I just need to clear my mind now It's been racin since the summertime Now I'm holdin down the summer now And all I want is what I can't buy now Cause I ain't got the money on me right now And I told you to wait Yeah I told you to wait So I'ma need a little mo' time now Cause I ain't got the money on me right now And I thought you could wait Yeah I thought you could wait These bitches surroundin me All want somethin out me Then they talk about me Would be lost without me We could've been somebody Thought you'd be different 'bout it Now I know you not it So let's get on with it We could've been somebody 'stead you had to tell somebody Let's take it back to the first party when you tried your first molly And came out of yo' body And came out of yo' body Runnin naked down the lobby And you was screamin that you love me! Before the limelight tore ya Before the limelight stole ya Remember we were so young when I would hold yaaaaa Before the blood on the leaves I know there ain't wrong with me {"Strange fruit hanging"} Somethin strange happening {"From the poplar trees, from the poplar trees"} Uh, uh, uhh You could've been somebody We could've, uh, we could've been somebody Or was it on the first party when we tried our first molly? And came out of our body And came out of our body Before they call lawyers Before you tried to destroy us How you gon' lie to the lawyer? It's like I don't even know ya I gotta bring it back to the 'Nolia Fuck them other niggaz cause I'm down with my niggaz Fuck them other niggaz cause I'm down with my niggaz Fuck them other niggaz cause I'm down with my niggaz I ride with my niggaz, I'd die for my... [Interlude: sample of "Strange Fruit" by Nina Simone] "Strange fruit hanging From the poplar trees, from the poplar trees..." To all my second-string bitches, tryin to get a baby Tryin to get a baby, now you talkin crazy I don't give a damn if you used to talk to Jay Z He ain't with you, he with Beyoncé, you need to stop actin lazy She Instagram herself like "Bad bitch alert" He Instagram his watch like "Mad rich alert" He only wanna see that ass in reverse Two thousand dollar bag with no cash in your purse Now you're sittin courtside, wifey on the other side Gotta keep 'em separated, I call that apartheid Then she said she impregnated, that's the night yo' heart died Then you gotta go and tell yo' girl and report that Main reason cause your pastor said you can't abort that Now yo' driver say that new Benz you can't afford that All that cocaine on the table you can't snort that That going to that owe that money that the court got All in on that alimony Uhh, yeah yeah, she got you homie Yeah, 'til death but do your part Uhh, unholy matrimony [Interlude: sample of "Strange Fruit" by Nina Simone] "Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze! .. Breeze! Strange fruit hanging, from the poplar trees, from the poplar trees" [Outro: Kanye singing auto-tuned] That summer night, holdin all day long, day long No waitin for the summer rose, and And breathe, and breathe And breeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeathe And breathe and breeeeeeeeathe And breathe and breeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeathe And live and learn, and live and learrrrrn And livin, and livin like I'm lonely, lonely, lonely And livin all I haaaaaaaave And livin allllllllll And liiiiiiiiiiiiive! And liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiive! {"Blood on the leaves... breeze! Breeze!"}