Never See Me Again is a leaked song from the sessions for Good Ass Job (200… Read Full Bio ↴Never See Me Again is a leaked song from the sessions for Good Ass Job (2008), The song was written shortly after the 2009 VMAs incident and was thought to be a suicide note by Kanye. This track surfaced in October 2010, not long after a snippet leaked, and was leaked in full about a month before Dark Fantasy was released, however it is speculated by leakers that the song was worked on past Dark Fantasy.
Produced by Kanye West with samples from Quasi.
Some have noted that there’s a subtle similarity between this track and the contrastingly titled “See Me Now” from this same era.
Produced by Kanye West with samples from Quasi.
Some have noted that there’s a subtle similarity between this track and the contrastingly titled “See Me Now” from this same era.
Never See Me Again
Kanye West Lyrics
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And it'll be a long time, before you ever see me again, me again
They want me, hold my head in shame
So I hold 'em on, holding hands in vain
Covers talkin' now the feds say I'm insane
A psych said I'm gonna fumble down along the planner
And then his son told me "Put down the drink dawg"
I got the rinks off, coming for the things off
I guess there's nothin' and I'm finna chop it's head off
I need a little something to knock the edge off
Aside from this song, life sucks
Stomping on someone, with my boots
And I'll put it off, if we modest
And every other god need a goddess
And every other star, couldn't guide us
It falls upon something that's inside us
So I'm not gonna stop for my riders
Tell me where my ride is
Tell me where my ride is, uh
And I don't like them, and they don't like that
They don't like that, and I don't want that
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again
Don't worry about me, worry 'bout you
Worry about something, don't worry what I do
Hatin' motherfuckers, it'll be a long time
Before you ever see me again, me again
See, I need some time to meditate
Naw, bitch I'm fly, I need time to levitate
And I don't sound try, tryna' hesitate
Fumbled down, very late nigga, you a featherweight
And I'm a heavyweight, and I'm very great
I put the everyday rocking in every state
Do not debate, you cannot cape
I must've on faith, getting knocked of faith
Guess it's my fate, guess it was written
I can sell a phone, guess it was different
That was somethin' back then, that was different
Now I'm spitting and everybody's just spitting
And what it sound like when everybody sound alike
What you sound like, bumpin' 'em on a round mic?
I don't even sound right, feelin' like I'm on the downright
And these niggas are secondary, like Pippen around Mike
Trippin' around sight, something on that down light
I'ma be downright, you niggas is downright biters
And I'ma set fires
And my shit downright fire, from the corner buyer
And I'm alone, eh
Don't worry 'bout me, don't worry 'bout them
Just worry 'bout you, and what you gonna do
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again
Don't worry 'bout me, don't worry 'bout me
Just worry 'bout you and maybe I do
Have a long day
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again
Don't worry 'bout me, just worry 'bout you
I worry 'bout something that we can't do
And it's on me
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again
Don't worry 'bout me, na-na-na-na
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again
Hey, hey
Before you ever see me again, me again
Hey, hey
It'll be a long time before you ever see me again
Can you clap your hands, hands?
Clap your, clap your hand, hands?
Clap your, clap your hand, hands?
And I wanna do something, I wanna do something then
Can you clap your hand, hands?
Need you to clap your hands, hands
Need you to clap your hands, hands
Need you to clap your hands
Need you to clap your hands, hands
Need you to clap your hands
Need you to clap your hands, hands
Need you to clap your hands
So the song like a Section 8
So I pass that dick around like a collection plate
I can sell 'em on Sunday, with the fuss you made
I be stunting with the stunners, and that's the best you make
So if everybody just stand now, and shit don't plan out
Throw your hands up, at least give them a handout
And with the sun shown, it's like the Jerome is
Mom-is-on-the-cellphone days, I'm homeless
Or feeling like Ike at the end of the movie
Wait, just need two more shows just to get to me
Or feeling like Eddie Kane, I still got it
And it's something but the problem is, you still not it
Or maybe if it's sicker, they say I'm "that nigga"
Or maybe if I'm humble, it's not a cellphone finger
Or maybe damn, I could just blow my shit is thinner
Maybe I should stop being real, maybe I should get on Twitter
Maybe I should know somethin' different, I could reconsider
Got something nothing seri' till the cellphone liver
And I'ma drink 'til the sun up, 'til I got no more liver
And I'ma stand and deliver 'til they pump my liver
And I'ma spit it, like it get it, kinda self, but I'm fine
I'd rather live by what I live by, then die when I'm fine
I'm gonna stand by my self 'til my very last breath
'Cause you know what? A coward dies a thousand deaths
And I'm proud when it's a sound, but now a thousand next
And I could style on you, something down to hell with this
You can't style on me, nigga I'm out of your league
I'm liable to be a liability'
You plan to style on me, trying to style on me
Nigga, I'm liable to be a liability, and my ability
I can sound like
Don't worry 'bout me, worry 'bout you
Worry about something, something will do
And motherfuckers, it'll be a long time
Before you ever see me again
So don't worry about me, I'll be fine
I'll be up some, going for mine
And it'll be a long time
'Fore you ever see me again, me again
Don't worry 'bout me, worry 'bout you, worry 'bout you
'Fore you ever see
Don't worry about what I been up to
Where the fuck I'm going, nah, nigga, fuck you
Who the fuck is going, I can something don't ask
Who the fuck is asking? I'll put the summer on blast and
And who the fuck is lasting?
And be the last standing
Caught up on the planning
Get a better tan and
I been feeling dandy
And who can run the planet? Pass them a Xanax
And an afternoon I annex
And all of the damage
Left on the platter
Who's soon after all, I guess it's a small world after all
Stunting on the sun 'cause I have to ball
I run the world 'cause it's a small world after all
And I'm never after y'all
I have to loss somethin' and I got it all
And feeling like you got it all?
Humble some'
Nah, nigga, not at all
Worry 'bout me, don't worry bout me, just worry 'bout you
And what'cha gon' do?
It'll be a long time before you ever see me again
There's something on the all out
The call out, somethin' on the doormat
Last summer, last fight, and y'all had a fall out
I can sense nothing to something, what y'all 'bout?
Bumping nothing to something, and everything that y'all 'bout
Y'all had your ups and downs, I don't fuck around
Put everything on the something, then you go and fuck around
Bet you felt something, now you feel nothing now
Y'all feelings felt something, y'all don't feel nothing now
Her tears dried up, from bumping expressionless
I was under exodus and learning what the lessons is
What the ebony of essences, the Genesis
I got the fetishes, something on the sedatives
One sip and then it'll have you look at innocence
I wish we just could take it back to the Book of Genesis
Before the hook is in, is there any point of any of this?
But understand
And put hands on you, then put his front side, and put hands on you
Just turn around say for really? I'm done motherfucker
I can state something if
They worry bout me, just worry bout you, I can when I be good
And she said that
It'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again
Don't worry 'bout me, just worry 'bout you
And I'll be up now, what I've been up to
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again
Don't worry 'bout me, don't worry 'bout them
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again
Me again, me again
It'll be a long time before you ever see me again
They want me, hold my head in shame
So I hold 'em on, holding hands in vain
Covers talkin' now the feds say I'm insane
A psych said I'm gonna fumble down along the planner
And then his son told me "Put down the drink dawg"
I got the rinks off, coming for the things off
I guess there's nothin' and I'm finna chop it's head off
Aside from this song, life sucks
Stomping on someone, with my boots
And I'll put it off, if we modest
And every other god need a goddess
And every other star, couldn't guide us
It falls upon something that's inside us
So I'm not gonna stop for my riders
Tell me where my ride is
Tell me where my ride is, uh
And I don't like them, and they don't like that
They don't like that, and I don't want that
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again
Don't worry about me, worry 'bout you
Worry about something, don't worry what I do
Hatin' motherfuckers, it'll be a long time
Before you ever see me again, me again
See, I need some time to meditate
Naw, bitch I'm fly, I need time to levitate
And I don't sound try, tryna' hesitate
Fumbled down, very late nigga, you a featherweight
And I'm a heavyweight, and I'm very great
I put the everyday rocking in every state
Do not debate, you cannot cape
I must've on faith, getting knocked of faith
Guess it's my fate, guess it was written
I can sell a phone, guess it was different
That was somethin' back then, that was different
Now I'm spitting and everybody's just spitting
And what it sound like when everybody sound alike
What you sound like, bumpin' 'em on a round mic?
I don't even sound right, feelin' like I'm on the downright
And these niggas are secondary, like Pippen around Mike
Trippin' around sight, something on that down light
I'ma be downright, you niggas is downright biters
And I'ma set fires
And my shit downright fire, from the corner buyer
And I'm alone, eh
Don't worry 'bout me, don't worry 'bout them
Just worry 'bout you, and what you gonna do
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again
Don't worry 'bout me, don't worry 'bout me
Just worry 'bout you and maybe I do
Have a long day
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again
Don't worry 'bout me, just worry 'bout you
I worry 'bout something that we can't do
And it's on me
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again
Don't worry 'bout me, na-na-na-na
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again
Hey, hey
Before you ever see me again, me again
Hey, hey
It'll be a long time before you ever see me again
Can you clap your hands, hands?
Clap your, clap your hand, hands?
Clap your, clap your hand, hands?
And I wanna do something, I wanna do something then
Can you clap your hand, hands?
Need you to clap your hands, hands
Need you to clap your hands, hands
Need you to clap your hands
Need you to clap your hands, hands
Need you to clap your hands
Need you to clap your hands, hands
Need you to clap your hands
So the song like a Section 8
So I pass that dick around like a collection plate
I can sell 'em on Sunday, with the fuss you made
I be stunting with the stunners, and that's the best you make
So if everybody just stand now, and shit don't plan out
Throw your hands up, at least give them a handout
And with the sun shown, it's like the Jerome is
Mom-is-on-the-cellphone days, I'm homeless
Or feeling like Ike at the end of the movie
Wait, just need two more shows just to get to me
Or feeling like Eddie Kane, I still got it
And it's something but the problem is, you still not it
Or maybe if it's sicker, they say I'm "that nigga"
Or maybe if I'm humble, it's not a cellphone finger
Or maybe damn, I could just blow my shit is thinner
Maybe I should stop being real, maybe I should get on Twitter
Maybe I should know somethin' different, I could reconsider
Got something nothing seri' till the cellphone liver
And I'ma drink 'til the sun up, 'til I got no more liver
And I'ma stand and deliver 'til they pump my liver
And I'ma spit it, like it get it, kinda self, but I'm fine
I'd rather live by what I live by, then die when I'm fine
I'm gonna stand by my self 'til my very last breath
'Cause you know what? A coward dies a thousand deaths
And I'm proud when it's a sound, but now a thousand next
And I could style on you, something down to hell with this
You can't style on me, nigga I'm out of your league
I'm liable to be a liability'
You plan to style on me, trying to style on me
Nigga, I'm liable to be a liability, and my ability
I can sound like
Don't worry 'bout me, worry 'bout you
Worry about something, something will do
And motherfuckers, it'll be a long time
Before you ever see me again
So don't worry about me, I'll be fine
I'll be up some, going for mine
And it'll be a long time
'Fore you ever see me again, me again
Don't worry 'bout me, worry 'bout you, worry 'bout you
'Fore you ever see
Don't worry about what I been up to
Where the fuck I'm going, nah, nigga, fuck you
Who the fuck is going, I can something don't ask
Who the fuck is asking? I'll put the summer on blast and
And who the fuck is lasting?
And be the last standing
Caught up on the planning
Get a better tan and
I been feeling dandy
And who can run the planet? Pass them a Xanax
And an afternoon I annex
And all of the damage
Left on the platter
Who's soon after all, I guess it's a small world after all
Stunting on the sun 'cause I have to ball
I run the world 'cause it's a small world after all
And I'm never after y'all
I have to loss somethin' and I got it all
And feeling like you got it all?
Humble some'
Nah, nigga, not at all
Worry 'bout me, don't worry bout me, just worry 'bout you
And what'cha gon' do?
It'll be a long time before you ever see me again
There's something on the all out
The call out, somethin' on the doormat
Last summer, last fight, and y'all had a fall out
I can sense nothing to something, what y'all 'bout?
Bumping nothing to something, and everything that y'all 'bout
Y'all had your ups and downs, I don't fuck around
Put everything on the something, then you go and fuck around
Bet you felt something, now you feel nothing now
Y'all feelings felt something, y'all don't feel nothing now
Her tears dried up, from bumping expressionless
I was under exodus and learning what the lessons is
What the ebony of essences, the Genesis
I got the fetishes, something on the sedatives
One sip and then it'll have you look at innocence
I wish we just could take it back to the Book of Genesis
Before the hook is in, is there any point of any of this?
But understand
And put hands on you, then put his front side, and put hands on you
Just turn around say for really? I'm done motherfucker
I can state something if
They worry bout me, just worry bout you, I can when I be good
And she said that
It'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again
Don't worry 'bout me, just worry 'bout you
And I'll be up now, what I've been up to
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again
Don't worry 'bout me, don't worry 'bout them
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again
Me again, me again
It'll be a long time before you ever see me again
In Kanye West's song "Never See Me Again," the lyrics express a sense of defiance and determination. Kanye addresses the people who doubt him and want to see him fail, proclaiming that it will be a long time before they ever see him again. He acknowledges the negative opinions and judgments of others, but asserts that he will continue to rise above and prove them wrong.
The lyrics also touch on Kanye's personal struggles and the pressure he faces in the public eye. He mentions feeling judged by society and the legal system, with the feds deeming him insane and a psychiatrist warning him about his drinking. Despite these challenges, he finds solace in his music and expresses a desire to knock the edge off and escape the difficulties of life.
Throughout the song, Kanye emphasizes the importance of staying true to oneself and not conforming to societal expectations. He criticizes the lack of originality in the music industry, noting that everyone sounds the same and questioning what sets him apart. He refuses to be influenced by others and asserts his own greatness and talent.
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Written by: Kanye Omari West
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@umvilanova
And it'll be a long time, before you ever see me again, me again
They want me, hold my head in shame
So I hold 'em on, holding hands in vain
Covers talkin' now the feds say I'm insane
A psych said I'm gonna fumble down along the planner
And then his son told me "Put down the drink dawg"
I got the rinks off, coming for the things off
I guess there's nothin' and I'm finna chop it's head off
I need a little something to knock the edge off
Aside from this song, life sucks
Stomping on someone, with my boots
And I'll put it off, if we modest
And every other god need a goddess
And every other star, couldn't guide us
It falls upon something that's inside us
So I'm not gonna stop for my riders
Tell me where my ride is
Tell me where my ride is, uh
And I don't like them, and they don't like that
They don't like that, and I don't want that
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again
Don't worry about me, worry 'bout you
Worry about something, don't worry what I do
Hatin' motherfuckers, it'll be a long time
Before you ever see me again, me again
See, I need some time to meditate
Naw, bitch I'm fly, I need time to levitate
And I don't sound try, tryna' hesitate
Fumbled down, very late nigga, you a featherweight
And I'm a heavyweight, and I'm very great
I put the everyday rocking in every state
Do not debate, you cannot cape
I must've on faith, getting knocked of faith
Guess it's my fate, guess it was written
I can sell a phone, guess it was different
That was somethin' back then, that was different
Now I'm spitting and everybody's just spitting
And what it sound like when everybody sound alike
What you sound like, bumpin' 'em on a round mic?
I don't even sound right, feelin' like I'm on the downright
And these niggas are secondary, like Pippen around Mike
Trippin' around sight, something on that down light
I'ma be downright, you niggas is downright biters
And I'ma set fires
And my shit downright fire, from the corner buyer
And I'm alone, eh
Don't worry 'bout me, don't worry 'bout them
Just worry 'bout you, and what you gonna do
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again
Don't worry 'bout me, don't worry 'bout me
Just worry 'bout you and maybe I do
Have a long day
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again
Don't worry 'bout me, just worry 'bout you
I worry 'bout something not we can do
And it's on me
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again
Don't worry 'bout me, na-na-na-na
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again
Hey, hey
Before you ever see me again, me again
Hey, hey
It'll be a long time before you ever see me again
Can you clap your hands, hands?
Clap your, clap your hand, hands?
Clap your, clap your hand, hands?
And I wanna do something, I wanna do something then
Can you clap your hand, hands?
Need you to clap your hands, hands
Need you to clap your hands, hands
Need you to clap your hands
Need you to clap your hands, hands
Need you to clap your hands
Need you to clap your hands, hands
Need you to clap your hands
So the song like a Section 8
So I pass that dick around like a collection plate
I can sell 'em on Sunday, with the fuss you made
I be stunting with the stunners, and that's the best you make
So if everybody just stand now, and shit don't plan out
Throw your hands up, at least give them a handout
And with the sun shown, it's like the Jerome is
Mom-is-on-the-cellphone days, I'm homeless
Or feeling like Ike at the end of the movie
Wait, just need two more shows just to get to me
Or feeling like Eddie Kane, I still got it
And it's something but the problem is, you still not it
Or maybe if it's sicker, they say I'm "that nigga"
Or maybe if I'm humble, it's not a cellphone finger
Or maybe damn, I could just blow my shit is thinner
Maybe I should stop being real, maybe I should get on Twitter
Maybe I should know somethin' different, I could reconsider
Got something nothing seri' till the cellphone liver
And I'ma drink 'til the sun up, 'til I got no more liver
And I'ma stand and deliver 'til they pump my liver
And I'ma spit it, like it get it, kinda self, but I'm fine
I'd rather live by what I live by, then die when I'm fine
I'm gonna stand by my self 'til my very last breath
'Cause you know what? A coward dies a thousand deaths
And I'm proud when it's a sound, but now a thousand next
And I could style on you, something down to hell with this
You can't style on me, nigga I'm out of your league
I'm liable to be a liability'
You plan to style on me, trying to style on me
Nigga, I'm liable to be a liability, and my ability
I can sound like [?]
Don't worry 'bout me, worry 'bout you
Worry about something, something will do
And motherfuckers, it'll be a long time
Before you ever see me again
So don't worry about me, I'll be fine
I'll be up some, going for mine
And it'll be a long time
'Fore you ever see me again, me again
Don't worry 'bout me, worry 'bout you, worry 'bout you
'Fore you ever see
Don't worry about what I been up to
Where the fuck I'm going, nah, nigga, fuck you
Who the fuck is going, I can something don't ask
Who the fuck is asking? I'll put the summer on blast and
And who the fuck is lasting?
And be the last standing
Caught up on the planning
Get a better tan and
I been feeling dandy
And who can run the planet? Pass them a Xanax
And an afternoon I annex
And all of the damage
Left on the platter
Who's soon after all, I guess it's a small world after all
Stunting on the sun 'cause I have to ball
I run the world 'cause it's a small world after all
And I'm never after y'all
I have to loss somethin' and I got it all
And feeling like you got it all?
Humble some'
Nah, nigga, not at all
Worry 'bout me, don't worry bout me, just worry 'bout you
And what'cha gon' do?
It'll be a long time before you ever see me again
There's something on the all out
The call out, somethin' on the doormat
Last summer, last fight, and y'all had a fall out
I can sense nothing to something, what y'all 'bout?
Bumping nothing to something, and everything that y'all 'bout
Y'all had your ups and downs, I don't fuck around
Put everything on the something, then you go and fuck around
Bet you felt something, now you feel nothing now
Y'all feelings felt something, y'all don't feel nothing now
Her tears dried up, from bumping expressionless
I was under exodus and learning what the lessons is
What the ebony of essences, the Genesis
I got the fetishes, something on the sedatives
One sip and then it'll have you look at innocence
I wish we just could take it back to the Book of Genesis
Before the hook is in, is there any point of any of this?
But understand [?]
[?] put hands on you, then put his front side, and put hands on you
Just turn around say for really? I'm done motherfucker
I can state something if
They worry bout me, just worry bout you, I can [?] when I be good
And she said that
It'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again
Don't worry 'bout me, just worry 'bout you
And I'll be up now, what I've been up to
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again
Don't worry 'bout me, don't worry 'bout them
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again
Me again, me again
It'll be a long time before you ever see me again
@nico514d
LYRICS PART 1
[Intro]
And it'll be a long time, before you ever see me again, me again
[Verse 1]
They want me, hold my head in shame
So I hold 'em on, holding hands in vain
Covers talkin' now the feds say I'm insane
A psych said I'm gonna fumble down along the planner
And then his son told me "Put down the drink dawg"
I got the rinks off, coming for the things off
I guess there's nothin' and I'm finna chop it's head off
I need a little something to knock the edge off
Aside from this song, my life sucks
Stomping on someone, with my boots
And I'll put it off, if we modest
And every other god need a goddess
And every other star, couldn't guide us
It falls upon something that's inside us
So I'm not gonna stop for my riders
Tell me where my ride is
Tumble on the mountains, uh
[Chorus]
And I don't like them, and they don't like that
They don't like that, and I don't want that
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again
Don't worry about me, worry 'bout you
Worry about something, don't worry what I do
Hey, motherfuckers, it'll be a long time
Before you ever see me again, me again
[Verse 2]
See, I need some time to meditate
Naw, bitch I'm fly, I need time to levitate
And I don't sound try, tryna' hesitate
Fumbled down, very late nigga, you a featherweight
And I'm a heavyweight, and I'm very great
I put the everyday rocking in every state
Do not debate, you cannot cape
I must've on faith, getting knocked of faith
Guess it's my fate, guess it was written
I can sell a phone, guess it was different
That was somethin' back then, that was different
Now I'm spitting and everybody's just spitting
And what it sound like when everybody sound alike
What you sound like, bumpin' 'em on a round mic?
I don't even sound right, feelin' like I'm on the downright
And these niggas are secondary, like Pippen around Mike
Trippin' around sight, pumpin' on that down light
I'ma be downright, you niggas is downright biters
And I'ma set fires
And my shit downright fire, from the corner buyer
And I'm alone, eh
[Chorus]
Don't worry 'bout me, don't worry 'bout them
Just worry 'bout you, and what you gonna do
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again
Don't worry 'bout me, don't worry 'bout me
Worry 'bout you and maybe I do
Have a long day
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again
Don't worry 'bout me, don't worry 'bout you
I worry 'bout something that we can't do
And it's on me
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again
Don't worry 'bout me, na-na-na-na
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again
Hey, hey
Before you ever see me again, me again
Hey, hey
It'll be a long time before you ever see me
[Bridge]
Can you clap your hands, hands?
Clap your, clap your hand, hands?
Clap your, clap your hand, hands?
And I wanna do something, I wanna do something then
Can you clap your hand, hands?
Need you to clap your hands, hands
Need you to clap your hands, hands
Need you to clap your hands
Need you to clap your hands, hands
Need you to clap your hands
Need you to clap your hands, hands
Need you to clap your hands, hands
[Verse 3]
So the song like a Section 8
So I pass that dick around like a collection plate
I can sell 'em on Sunday, with the fuss you made
I be stunting with the stunners, and that's the best you make
So if everybody just stand now, and shit don't plan out
Throw your hands up, at least give them a handout
And with the sun shown, it's like the Jerome is
Mom-is-on-the-cellphone days, I'm homeless
Or feeling like Ike at the end of the movie
Wait, just need two more shows just to get to me
Or feeling like Eddie Kane, I still got it
And it's something but the problem is, you still not it
Or maybe if it's sicker, they say I'm "that nigga"
Or maybe if I'm humble, it's not a cellphone finger
Or maybe damn, I could just blow my shit through thinner
Maybe I should stop being real, maybe I should get on Twitter
Maybe I should know somethin' different, I could reconsider
Got something nothing seri' till the cellphone liver
And I'ma drink 'til the sun up, 'til I got no more liver
And I'ma stand and deliver 'til they pump my liver
And I'ma spit it, like it get it, kinda self, but I'm fine
I'd rather live by what I live by, then die when I'm fine
I'm gonna stand by my self 'til my very last breath
'Cause you know what? A coward dies a thousand deaths
And I'm proud when it's a sound, but now a thousand next
And I could style on you, something down to hell with this
You can't style on me, nigga I'm out of your league
I'm liable to be a liability'
You plan to style on me, trying to style on me
Nigga, I'm liable to be a liability, and my ability
I can sound like Billie Jean
[Non-Lyrical Vocals]
[Chorus 2]
Don't worry 'bout me, worry 'bout you
Worry about something, something will do
And motherfucker, it'll be a long time
Before you ever see me again
So don't worry about me, I'll be fine
I'll be up some, going for mine
And it'll be a long time
'Fore you ever see me again, me again
Don't worry 'bout me, worry 'bout you, worry 'bout you
'Fore you ever see
[Verse 4]
Don't worry about what I been up to
Where the fuck I'm going, nah, nigga, fuck you
Who the fuck is going, I can something don't ask it
Who the fuck is asking? I'll put the summer on blast and
And who the fuck is lasting?
And be the last standing
Caught up on the planning
Get a better tan and
I been feeling dandy
And who can run the planet? Pass them a Xanax
And an afternoon I annex
And all of the damage
Left on the platter
Who's soon after all, I guess it's a small world after all
Stunting on the sun 'cause I have to ball
I run the world 'cause it's a small world after all
And I'm never after y'all
I have to loss somethin' and I got it all
And feeling like you got it all?
Humble some' [Non-Lyrical Vocals]
Nah, nigga, not at all
[Chorus]
Don't worry 'bout me, just worry 'bout you, cause [?]
And whatcha gon' do?
It'll be a long time before you ever see me again
[Verse 5]
There's something on the all out, the call out, somethin' on the call out
Last summer, last fight, and y'all had a fall out
I can sense nothing to something, what are y'all 'bout?
Bumping nothing to something, and everything that y'all 'bout
Y'all had your ups and downs, I don't fuck around
Put everything on the something, then you go and fuck around
Bet you felt something, now you feel nothing now
Y'all feelings felt something, y'all don't feel nothing now
Her tears dried up, from bumping expressionless
I was under exodus and learning what the lessons is
What the ebony of essences, the Genesis
I got the fetishes, something on the sedatives
One sip and then it'll have you look at innocence
I wish we just could take it back to the Book of Genesis
Before the hook is in, is there any point of any of this?
But understand [?]
[?] put hands on you, then put his front side, and put hands on you
Just turn around say for really? I'm done motherfucker
I can state something if
[Chorus]
They worry bout me, just worry bout you, I got [?] when I be good
And she said that
It'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again
Don't worry 'bout me, just worry 'bout you
And I'll be up now, what I've been up to
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again
Don't worry 'bout me, don't worry 'bout them
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again
Me again, me again
It'll be a long time before you ever see me again
[Instrumental]
[Verse 2]
See, I need some time to meditate
Naw, bitch I'm fly, I need time to levitate
And I don't sound try, tryna' hesitate
Fumbled down, very late nigga, you a featherweight
And I'm a heavyweight, and I'm very great
I put the everyday rocking in every state
Do not debate, you cannot cape
I must've on faith, getting knocked of faith
Guess it's my fate, guess it was written
I can sell a phone, guess it was different
That was somethin' back then, that was different
Now I'm spitting and everybody's just spitting
And what it sound like when everybody sound alike
What you sound like, bumpin' 'em on a round mic?
I don't even sound right, feelin' like I'm on the downright
And these niggas are secondary, like Pippen around Mike
Trippin' around sight, pumpin' on that down light
I'ma be downright, you niggas is downright biters
And I'ma set fires
And my shit downright fire, from the corner buyer
And I'm alone, eh
[Chorus]
Don't worry 'bout me, don't worry 'bout them
Just worry 'bout you, and what you gonna do
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again
Don't worry 'bout me, don't worry 'bout me
Worry 'bout you and maybe I do
Have a long day
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again
Don't worry 'bout me, don't worry 'bout you
I worry 'bout something that we can't do
And it's on me
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again
Don't worry 'bout me, na-na-na-na
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again
Hey, hey
Before you ever see me again, me again
Hey, hey
It'll be a long time before you ever see me
[Bridge]
Can you clap your hands, hands?
Clap your, clap your hand, hands?
Clap your, clap your hand, hands?
And I wanna do something, I wanna do something then
Can you clap your hand, hands?
Need you to clap your hands, hands
Need you to clap your hands, hands
Need you to clap your hands
Need you to clap your hands, hands
Need you to clap your hands
Need you to clap your hands, hands
Need you to clap your hands, hands
@nico514d
LYRICS PART 2
[Verse 3]
So the song like a Section 8
So I pass that dick around like a collection plate
I can sell 'em on Sunday, with the fuss you made
I be stunting with the stunners, and that's the best you make
So if everybody just stand now, and shit don't plan out
Throw your hands up, at least give them a handout
And with the sun shown, it's like the Jerome is
Mom-is-on-the-cellphone days, I'm homeless
Or feeling like Ike at the end of the movie
Wait, just need two more shows just to get to me
Or feeling like Eddie Kane, I still got it
And it's something but the problem is, you still not it
Or maybe if it's sicker, they say I'm "that nigga"
Or maybe if I'm humble, it's not a cellphone finger
Or maybe damn, I could just blow my shit through thinner
Maybe I should stop being real, maybe I should get on Twitter
Maybe I should know somethin' different, I could reconsider
Got something nothing seri' till the cellphone liver
And I'ma drink 'til the sun up, 'til I got no more liver
And I'ma stand and deliver 'til they pump my liver
And I'ma spit it, like it get it, kinda self, but I'm fine
I'd rather live by what I live by, then die when I'm fine
I'm gonna stand by my self 'til my very last breath
'Cause you know what? A coward dies a thousand deaths
And I'm proud when it's a sound, but now a thousand next
And I could style on you, something down to hell with this
You can't style on me, nigga I'm out of your league
I'm liable to be a liability'
You plan to style on me, trying to style on me
Nigga, I'm liable to be a liability, and my ability
I can sound like Billie Jean
[Non-Lyrical Vocals]
[Chorus 2]
Don't worry 'bout me, worry 'bout you
Worry about something, something will do
And motherfucker, it'll be a long time
Before you ever see me again
So don't worry about me, I'll be fine
I'll be up some, going for mine
And it'll be a long time
'Fore you ever see me again, me again
Don't worry 'bout me, worry 'bout you, worry 'bout you
'Fore you ever see
[Verse 4]
Don't worry about what I been up to
Where the fuck I'm going, nah, nigga, fuck you
Who the fuck is going, I can something don't ask it
Who the fuck is asking? I'll put the summer on blast and
And who the fuck is lasting?
And be the last standing
Caught up on the planning
Get a better tan and
I been feeling dandy
And who can run the planet? Pass them a Xanax
And an afternoon I annex
And all of the damage
Left on the platter
Who's soon after all, I guess it's a small world after all
Stunting on the sun 'cause I have to ball
I run the world 'cause it's a small world after all
And I'm never after y'all
I have to loss somethin' and I got it all
And feeling like you got it all?
Humble some' [Non-Lyrical Vocals]
Nah, nigga, not at all
[Chorus]
Don't worry 'bout me, just worry 'bout you, cause [?]
And whatcha gon' do?
It'll be a long time before you ever see me again
[Verse 5]
There's something on the all out, the call out, somethin' on the call out
Last summer, last fight, and y'all had a fall out
I can sense nothing to something, what are y'all 'bout?
Bumping nothing to something, and everything that y'all 'bout
Y'all had your ups and downs, I don't fuck around
Put everything on the something, then you go and fuck around
Bet you felt something, now you feel nothing now
Y'all feelings felt something, y'all don't feel nothing now
Her tears dried up, from bumping expressionless
I was under exodus and learning what the lessons is
What the ebony of essences, the Genesis
I got the fetishes, something on the sedatives
One sip and then it'll have you look at innocence
I wish we just could take it back to the Book of Genesis
Before the hook is in, is there any point of any of this?
But understand [?]
[?] put hands on you, then put his front side, and put hands on you
Just turn around say for really? I'm done motherfucker
I can state something if
[Chorus]
They worry bout me, just worry bout you, I got [?] when I be good
And she said that
It'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again
Don't worry 'bout me, just worry 'bout you
And I'll be up now, what I've been up to
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again
Don't worry 'bout me, don't worry 'bout them
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again
Me again, me again
It'll be a long time before you ever see me again
[Instrumental]
@eduardozepol2000
In an alternate universe, Kanye dropped this, committed suicide and he would be one of the highest praised artists of all time period. It's only when you're gone that people realize how much you meant
@profiles_
Highest praised on some MFDOOM level of praise, life is so short dog so take time to live it to the fullest
@xeracide
@@profiles_or maybe you're indonesian
@profiles_
@@xeracide nope
@Norikonstantine
@@xeracidewild ass guess, im indonesian
@xeracide
@@Norikonstantine oh shit ☠️
@masonp4355
Thank you for not trying to remix this song. This is the closest I’ve heard to the original and I just want to say thank you for not ruining this beautiful piece of art. Thank you.
@profiles_
anytime bru i’m sorry for the audio tag btw idk what i was thinking when i put the dumbass audio tag 😭
@Bryy_
@@profiles_ 😭
@squivb
@@profiles_ I had this on my local files on spotify while I was resting in bed, that tag halfway through the song scared the shit outta me 🤣