Nostalgia

My name is my name
My name is my name (oh, yeah, yeah)
Yeah (let's go)

Twenty-plus years of selling Johnson & Johnson
I started out as a baby-faced monster
No wonder there's diaper rash on my conscience
My teething ring was numbed by the nonsense
Gem Star razor and a dinner plate
Arm & Hammer and a Mason jar, that's my dinner date
Then crack the window in the kitchen, let it ventilate
'Cause I let it sizzle on the stove like a Minute Steak
Nigga, I was crack in the school zone

Two beepers on me, Starter jacket that was two-toned
Four lockers, four different bitches got their mule on
Black Ferris Bueller, cutting school with his jewels on
Couldn't do wrong with a chest full of chains and a arm full of watches
What I sell for pain in the hood, I'm a doctor
Zhivago, tried to fight the urge, like Ivan Drago, "If he dies, he dies"
Like Doughboy to Tre, if he rides, he rides
Throwing punches in his room, if he cries, he cries
We don't drink away the pain when a nigga die

We add a link to the chain, inscribe a nigga name in your flesh
We playin' on a higher game of chess
Once you delegate his bills, who gon' fuck his bitch the best?
A million megapixels of the Pyrex
Started on the scale, digital, my only Timex
Nigga, this is timeless, simply 'cause it's honest
Pure as the fumes that be fuckin' with my sinus
Nigga, this is Simon Says, Simon, red
Blood on your diamonds 'til you dying, dead, yuugh!

My name is my name (you better change what comes out your speaker)
My name is my name (you better change, ch-ch-change)
(Dee-dee-dee, dah-dee, dah-dee, dee-dee, dah-dee, day-ah) King Push coming soon



Credits
Writer(s): Kanye West, Dominick Lamb, Anthony Khan, Kris Parker, Malcolm Mclaren, Kendrick Duckworth, Anne Dudley, Raymond Jackson, Homer Banks, Carl Hampton, Scott Larock, Terrence Thornton, Trevor Horn
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