Get Your Way
Kanye West Lyrics


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Don’t want nobody to die
Don’t want to have to ride but in this game
I guess that’s just the way
I guess that’s just the way have it your way

It’s gonna be slow singing, flower bringing
Gat clinging, bat swinging, bullets flyin’
Niggas dyin’
Mom’s cryin, faggots really don’t want it
Lead coming, blood gushin from ya arms, legs
Head and stomach i felt the hatred
Cause when I turned around like the Matrix
Comin for me
An array of bullets headin dead for me
First the one
And then came the two and three and four
Five, six, seven, shots from a MAC-11
Platinum producer killed by haters
Tonight on Channel 7 he do beats for 2Pac
Now coming out the spring from Heaven
Ya know my piece is, hotter than grease is
With no wrong way to eat
Ya face like a Reese’s
Seem like the second I get some shine
Niggas quit they fuckin’ job so
They can hate full time
So, gimme the gat, I hit em wit that
Cock back, blat blat
Let me tell you niggas something familiar
Broke niggas don’t want war, man I’ll kill ya

Don’t want nobody to die
Don’t want to have to ride but in this game
I guess that’s just the way
I guess that’s just the way have it your way

Oh oh, I get it, this year
Niggas don’t dance
But just rock bulletproof hats
And steel pants
Now everybody got a gun in they hand
Yeah bitch nigga run to ya man
Street sweeper aerials fuck where they land
Niggas close they eyes and don’t aim like
My bitch when she pop champagne
Bottles, I tell you bout them damn models
They can’t cook for a lick
But they’ll lick a dick and swallow
Look I been living my life
Bullshittin’ when I write songs
Especially talkin’ bout havin’ ice on and I
Could barely keep my lights on
Niggas played me like Ty-Son
Trying to take my light songs
Cuse they know I’d knock niggas
The fuck out the box
Full Glocks, the fuck out the box, cocked
Who the fuck tryin to box right now?
I feel like, my whole city on my back
I feel like, next year
My whole city on the map

Don’t want nobody to die
Don’t want to have to ride but in this game
I guess that’s just the way
I guess that’s just the way have it your way

I’m from, Chi town
Where the raps the realest
The tracks gorilla
We got the millas and we’ll be at ya scrilla
Close your doors, lock your windows
We be at them execs for them back end checks
Now, We on the court, and we got next up
Now, This summer we got benz
We got Lex truck
It’s kinda like trading places
Huh? I never plug
But I’m guilty by association
So gangstas show me love
For that track I did, yeah I know
The rest the album wack as shit
O-o-o oh, it's Kanye to the
With that platinum shit, ya punk bitch

Don’t want nobody to die
Don’t want to have to ride but in this game




I guess that’s just the way
I guess that’s just the way have it your way

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Kanye West's song "Get Your Way" touch on themes of violence, survival, and the harsh realities of life in the streets. The song opens with a plea for nobody to die or get involved in dangerous situations. Kanye expresses his reluctance to participate in the game of violence, but acknowledges that it seems to be the only way to navigate through life in this environment.


He describes a scene of chaos and danger, with guns firing and people losing their lives. The lyrics convey a sense of despair and anger as Kanye reflects on the hatred and violence he has experienced. He feels targeted and oppressed, constantly having to look over his shoulder for threats.


Kanye also addresses the haters who try to bring him down. He asserts his dominance and warns that he is not to be messed with. He highlights the fact that even though he may have success and shine in his career, there are people who would rather hate on him than focus on their own lives. He sees this as a reflection of the envy and negativity that exists around him.


Overall, "Get Your Way" reflects Kanye's raw emotions and experiences in a turbulent environment. It touches on the harsh realities of violence and the constant struggle to survive and succeed.


Line by Line Meaning

Don’t want nobody to die
I don't wish for anyone to lose their life


Don’t want to have to ride but in this game
I don't want to participate in the violence that comes with this lifestyle, but it seems inevitable


I guess that’s just the way
I suppose that's just the reality of the situation


I guess that’s just the way have it your way
I guess that's just how things work, according to your desires


It’s gonna be slow singing, flower bringing
There will be mourning and sadness, as well as offerings to honor the deceased


Gat clinging, bat swinging, bullets flyin’
Guns being tightly held, bats being swung, and bullets being shot


Niggas dyin’
People are losing their lives


Mom’s cryin, faggots really don’t want it
Mothers are grieving, and those who oppose us don't truly want the conflict


Lead coming, blood gushin from ya arms, legs
Bullets are hitting, causing blood to forcefully flow from your limbs


Head and stomach i felt the hatred
I sense the intensity of the animosity, both mentally and physically


Cause when I turned around like the Matrix
Because when I swiftly reacted like in the movie 'The Matrix'


Comin for me
They are coming towards me with ill intentions


An array of bullets headin dead for me
A multitude of bullets directed straight towards me


First the one
Initially, one bullet


And then came the two and three and four
Subsequently, two, three, and four bullets followed


Five, six, seven, shots from a MAC-11
Then, five, six, and seven shots fired from a MAC-11 firearm


Platinum producer killed by haters
A highly successful music producer was murdered by those who resent his success


Tonight on Channel 7 he do beats for 2Pac
Tonight on Channel 7, there is a program showcasing his beats produced for the late 2Pac


Now coming out the spring from Heaven
Now rising from the afterlife, like the rejuvenating season of spring


Ya know my piece is, hotter than grease is
You should be aware that my firearm is extremely potent


With no wrong way to eat
There is no incorrect approach to handling the situation


Ya face like a Reese’s
Your face will resemble the iconic Reese's candy


Seem like the second I get some shine
It appears that as soon as I achieve success and recognition


Niggas quit they fuckin’ job so
People abruptly quit their jobs so that


They can hate full time
They can dedicate all their time to hating on me


So, gimme the gat, I hit em wit that
Therefore, hand me the gun, I will strike them with it


Cock back, blat blat
Cocking it back, and then firing two shots


Let me tell you niggas something familiar
Allow me to inform you about something that you may already be familiar with


Broke niggas don’t want war, man I’ll kill ya
Poor individuals don't truly desire conflict, as I am capable of causing their demise


Oh oh, I get it, this year
Ah, now I understand, this year


Niggas don’t dance
People aren't dancing


But just rock bulletproof hats
Instead, they wear hats that can withstand bullets


And steel pants
And they also wear pants made of steel


Now everybody got a gun in they hand
Now everyone is armed with a firearm


Yeah bitch nigga run to ya man
Yes, cowardly individuals run to their associates for help


Street sweeper aerials fuck where they land
Cleaning the streets with aerial gunfire, disregarding where the bullets ultimately land


Niggas close they eyes and don’t aim like
People close their eyes and don't properly aim, just like


My bitch when she pop champagne
My partner when she opens a bottle of champagne


Bottles, I tell you bout them damn models
Let me inform you about those attractive women and the bottles of alcohol they enjoy


They can’t cook for a lick
However, they are terrible at cooking


But they’ll lick a dick and swallow
Yet, they have no problem performing oral sex and swallowing


Look I been living my life
Let me tell you, I've been leading my own life


Bullshittin’ when I write songs
Exaggerating when I write songs


Especially talkin’ bout havin’ ice on and I
Especially when I talk about wearing expensive jewelry, and I


Could barely keep my lights on
Could hardly afford to pay my utility bills


Niggas played me like Ty-Son
Individuals deceived and betrayed me, just like Ty-Son did


Trying to take my light songs
Attempting to steal my uplifting and popular songs


Cuse they know I’d knock niggas
Because they know I would defeat and surpass others


The fuck out the box
With tremendous force, pushing them out of the competition


Full Glocks, the fuck out the box, cocked
Fully loaded guns, forcefully pushing others out, with the guns ready to fire


Who the fuck tryin to box right now?
Who is foolishly attempting to fight me at this moment?


I feel like, my whole city on my back
I have a sense of responsibility and represent my entire city


I feel like, next year
I have a strong belief that in the upcoming year


My whole city on the map
My entire city will gain significant recognition and success


I’m from, Chi town
I come from Chicago


Where the raps the realest
Where the rap music is authentic and genuine


The tracks gorilla
The beats are powerful and aggressive


We got the millas and we’ll be at ya scrilla
We have the money and will come after what you owe us


Close your doors, lock your windows
Secure your premises, shut your doors and lock your windows


We be at them execs for them back end checks
We will confront the executives to ensure we receive our deserved payment


Now, We on the court, and we got next up
Now, we are in a position to showcase our talents and success is imminent


Now, This summer we got benz
Now, this summer we have luxury cars, like Benz


We got Lex truck
We also have a Lexus truck


It’s kinda like trading places
It's somewhat similar to switching roles or positions


Huh? I never plug
Huh? I never promote or endorse


But I’m guilty by association
But I am being held responsible due to my affiliation or connection


So gangstas show me love
So the real ones respect and support me


For that track I did, yeah I know
For that song I created, yes, I am aware


The rest the album wack as shit
The remaining songs on the album are unimpressive and disappointing


O-o-o oh, it's Kanye to the
Oh, it's Kanye being his unique self


With that platinum shit, ya punk bitch
With that highly successful music, addressing those who criticize me




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