Two Words feat Mos Def Freeway & The Harlem Boys Choir
Kanye West Lyrics


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We in the streets player, get your mail
It's only two places you'll end up, either dead or in jail
Still nowhere to go, still nowhere to go
Now throw ya hands up bustless, busters, boosters, hoes
Everybody, fuck that
Still nowhere to go, sill nowhere to go

Two words, United States, no love, no brakes
Low brow, high stakes, crack smoke, black folks
Big Macs, fat folks, ecstasy capsules
Presidential scandals, everybody move!
Two words, Mos Def, K West, hot shit
Calm down, get back, ghetto people, got this
Game ball, lock shit, dump off, cock shit
We won't stop shit, everybody move!
Two words, BK , NY, Bed-Stuy
Two hawks, too hungry, too many, that's why
These streets know game, can't ball, don't play
Every traffic, one lane, everybody move!
Two words, Mos Def, black jack, hot shit
Calm down, get back, ghetto people, got this
Game point lock, long pump cocked
We won't stop, everybody move!

Now throw ya hands up bustless, busters (Throw your hands up high)
Boostas, hoes, everybody, fuck that (oh)
Still nowhere to go, still nowhere to go (oh)

And keep ya hands up bustless, busters (Till they reach the sky)
Boostas, hoes, everybody, fuck that (oh)
Still nowhere to go, still nowhere to go (oh)

Hey yo, two words, Chi town, South side, world wide
Cause I, rep that, till I, fucking die
One neck, two chains, one waist, two gats
One wall, twenty plaques, dudes say, "Gimme that"
I am limelight, Blueprint, 5 Mics
Go get his rhyme like, should of been signed twice
Most imitated, Grammy nominated
Hotel accommodated, cheerleader, prom dated
Barbershop, player hated, mom and pop, bootlegged it
Felt like it rained till the roof caved in
Two words, Chi town, raised me, crazy
So I live by two words, "Fuck you, pay me"
Screaming, Jesus save me
You know how the game be
I can't let em change me
Cause on Judgment Day, you gon' blame me
Look God, it's the same me
I (Throw) basically know now (Your) we could (Up) racially profile (High)
Cuffed up and hosed down, pimped up and hoe down (oh)
Plus I got a whole city to hold down (oh)
From the bottom to the top
So only place to go down

And keep ya hands up bustless, busters (Till they reach the sky)
Boostas, hoes, everybody, fuck that (oh)
Still nowhere to go, still nowhere to go (oh)

Two words, Freeway, two letters, A-R
Turn y'all rap niggas into two words, fast runners
Like Jackie Jurner, you better sleep with your burner
The heat skeet, blow a reef through ya car
My God, two words, no guns, break arms
Break necks, break backs, Steven Segul
Free young bars, fresh men of the Roc
Left the beef in the pot Jay sent for his dogs
And broads, forget ya squad, let em find for yourself
Have you screaming out four words "Send for the Lord"
Two words, Freeway's slightly retarded
Fuck around, throw a clip in ya artist, leave with his broad

Throw (red) Your (white) hands (blue) Up (black)
Throw (calm) Your (down) hands (move) Up (back)
Throw (motherfuckers) your (asking) hands (who is) up (that)
Throw (you know) your (it's the) hands (almighty) up (Black Jack)
Throw (Mos) your (Def) hands (K) up (West)
Throw (there go) your (people) hands (get this) up (shit off ya chest)
Throw (north) your (to the south) hands (to the east) up (to the west)




Throw (we got) your (that concert) hands (it was no) up (contest)
High! (an show it to 'em like)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Two Words by Kanye West are a commentary on inner-city life and the struggles of being black in America. The song begins with the lines, "We in the streets player, get your mail. It's only two places you'll end up, either dead or in jail." This sets the tone for the rest of the song, which highlights the hardships faced by those growing up in poverty and facing discrimination.


Mos Def and Freeway both contribute verses to the song, adding to the commentary on life in America. The lyrics reference everything from crack smoke and black folks to presidential scandals and the Grammy Awards. Despite the dark subject matter, the song ends on an optimistic note, encouraging everyone to keep moving forward.


Overall, Two Words is a powerful and thought-provoking song that serves as a reminder of the struggles faced by marginalized communities, and the need to keep fighting for a better future.


Line by Line Meaning

We in the streets player, get your mail
We are hustling in the rough parts of town, make sure you collect your earnings


It's only two places you'll end up, either dead or in jail
Living this life has only two potential outcomes: death or incarceration


Still nowhere to go, still nowhere to go
Despite this realization, we continue to press on with our hustle


Now throw ya hands up bustless, busters, boosters, hoes
Celebrate with us, everyone from those without anything to the people fueling the hustle


Everybody, fuck that
Forget about the struggles for a moment, let's live it up


Two words, United States, no love, no brakes
The stark reality of life in the United States: no compassion and few opportunities


Low brow, high stakes, crack smoke, black folks
The dangerous and desperate underground of drugs and crime is primarily made up of black people


Big Macs, fat folks, ecstasy capsules
In the midst of the poverty and danger, there are also indulgences like junk food and drugs


Presidential scandals, everybody move!
Even those in positions of power and morality are not immune to scandal, we must stay vigilant


Two words, Mos Def, K West, hot shit
This music we make is powerful and influential, thanks to the talent of Mos Def and K West


Calm down, get back, ghetto people, got this
We don't need to worry or be anxious, the people living in these conditions know how to navigate this tough environment


Game ball, lock shit, dump off, cock shit
We're in control, we know what we're doing, whether it means keeping the ball or firing off guns


We won't stop shit, everybody move!
We're not giving up and we're not backing down, so let's keep moving forward


Two words, BK , NY, Bed-Stuy
Brooklyn and New York, specifically the Bed-Stuy neighborhood, define who we are and where we come from


Two hawks, too hungry, too many, that's why
We are like prey in the wild, constantly under siege and forced to fight for survival


These streets know game, can't ball, don't play
Living on the streets teaches you a kind of wisdom, and if you're not willing to play the game, you might as well not even try


Every traffic, one lane, everybody move!
Despite the obstacles and limitations placed on us, we keep pushing forward and making progress


Two words, Mos Def, black jack, hot shit
More praise for Mos Def and his incredible skill, making us all inspired to create excellence


Game point lock, long pump cocked
We're ready to take the final shot, to pull the trigger when the time comes


We won't stop, everybody move!
No one is going to slow us down, we're making moves and we're not stopping anytime soon


And keep ya hands up bustless, busters
Stay receptive and open to the energy we're creating


Boostas, hoes, everybody, fuck that
Everyone from the most desperate to the most flamboyant should embrace the moment


Hey yo, two words, Chi town, South side, world wide
Chicago's South Side bred some of the world's top talent and we're proud of our roots


Cause I, rep that, till I, fucking die
We are committed to representing our city and our people until the end


One neck, two chains, one waist, two gats
We're dressed to impress with all the trappings of a successful hustler


One wall, twenty plaques, dudes say, "Gimme that"
We've already achieved success and recognition and people are already trying to steal our thunder


I am limelight, Blueprint, 5 Mics
Our achievements are legendary, from magazine covers to award-winning rhymes


Go get his rhyme like, should of been signed twice
Our rhyming skills are so great, we should have been signed twice just to emphasize our talent


Most imitated, Grammy nominated
People try to copy our style, but there are none who can truly duplicate our artistry


Hotel accommodated, cheerleader, prom dated
We've lived the life of luxury and indulgence, from hotel rooms to dating glamorous women


Barbershop, player hated, mom and pop, bootlegged it
But we've also been rejected and scorned in other parts of society


Felt like it rained till the roof caved in
We've been through tough times, to the point where it feels like everything we've built is collapsing


So I live by two words, "Fuck you, pay me"
We stand up for our rights and for the money we deserve, no matter who gets in our way


Screaming, Jesus save me
Despite our swagger and success, we still need to be saved and protected from danger


You know how the game be
We understand the game of life and how it's played, and we're determined to come out on top


I can't let em change me
We refuse to let the world change who we are at our core


Cause on Judgment Day, you gon' blame me
We believe in standing up for our actions and accepting responsibility for our choices, even in the afterlife


Look God, it's the same me
We're not going to change because of anyone else or any external circumstances, we're staying true to ourselves


(Throw) basically know now (Your) we could (Up) racially profile (High)
We are fully aware of the potential discrimination and profiling that we may face because of the color of our skin


Cuffed up and hosed down, pimped up and hoe down (oh)
We've experienced police brutality and exploitation of our bodies in various ways, including the sex industry


Plus I got a whole city to hold down (oh)
Despite all the obstacles and dangers, we are also responsible for the safety and prosperity of our entire community


From the bottom to the top
No matter how low we start or how many obstacles we face, we're determined to succeed


So only place to go down
We've already achieved so much and there is only the risk of falling down from here


Two words, Freeway, two letters, A-R
Now Freeway is joining us for the ride, and we're ready to take on all challenges


Turn y'all rap niggas into two words, fast runners
We're so powerful and influential that all other rappers seem like they're running in slow motion compared to us


Like Jackie Jurner, you better sleep with your burner
If you want to challenge us or try to take us down, be prepared to take on a pitcher as fast and deadly as Jackie Jurner


The heat skeet, blow a reef through ya car
We're not afraid to use our guns and we can easily take you down in a hail of bullets


My God, two words, no guns, break arms
Even without guns, we are still capable of breaking bones and causing destruction


Break necks, break backs, Steven Segul
We are skilled fighters and can break people's necks and backs just like the famous action star Steven Segul


Free young bars, fresh men of the Roc
We are part of Jay-Z's record label, Roc-A-Fella, and we have the talent and potential to become major stars


Left the beef in the pot Jay sent for his dogs
We have no issues with each other or with Jay-Z, in fact, he is supportive of our careers


And broads, forget ya squad, let em find for yourself
We're not going to rely on anyone else to help us achieve our goals, we're going to do it for ourselves


Have you screaming out four words "Send for the Lord"
We are so powerful and formidable that even in your moment of desperation, your cries for help will go unanswered


Two words, Freeway's slightly retarded
Freeway is fearless and perhaps a little crazy, but that's what makes him so successful


Fuck around, throw a clip in ya artist, leave with his broad
Don't mess with us or we'll attack your entire crew and steal your women


Throw (red) Your (white) hands (blue) Up (black)
All colors, races, and backgrounds should come together and celebrate


Throw (calm) Your (down) hands (move) Up (back)
Keep the peace and keep moving forward


Throw (motherfuckers) your (asking) hands (who is) up (that)
Confront anyone who dares to question our power and influence


Throw (you know) your (it's the) hands (almighty) up (Black Jack)
We are unstoppable and practically invincible, just like a winning hand in Blackjack


Throw (Mos) your (Def) hands (K) up (West)
Let's pay tribute and homage to the amazing talents of Mos Def and K West


Throw (there go) your (people) hands (get this) up (shit off ya chest)
Let all your frustrations and fears out and join us in this moment of celebration


Throw (north) your (to the south) hands (to the east) up (to the west)
No matter which direction you're coming from, everyone join in and celebrate


Throw (we got) your (that concert) hands (it was no) up (contest)
We're so amazing and awe-inspiring that it was never even a contest, we were always going to come out on top


High! (an show it to 'em like)
We're putting on a show and we're doing it in style




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: LESLIE PRIDGEN, DANTE SMITH, KANYE WEST, CARLOS D WILSON, LOUIS W WILSON, RICARDO A WILSON

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@SouthCentralChannel

my favorite Kanye record

@devin9410

+Sremm Music whats funny about liking college dropout the most. That's my favorite Kanye album and one of my favorite albums period.

@MeteoBlitz

one of my favorites, deep and crazily innovative

@hsn7018

@@devin9410 yeah it's my second favorite
MBDTF is my favorite

@orenthal7894

@@hsn7018 whats the third

@hsn7018

@@orenthal7894 ah it's between lr or the life of Pablo
Cause the life of Pablo grows on me so much

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This documentary is going to be one hell of a life.

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@@alifreshrayy his first album is all killer no filler check it out man

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