Jail

Jail - Kanye West

Lyrics by：Kanye West/Sean Solymar/Shawn Carter/Raul Cubina/Brian Warner/Charles Njapa/Mark Williams/Dwayne Abernathy Jr/Michael Dean

Composed by：Kanye West/Sean Solymar/Shawn Carter/Raul Cubina/Brian Warner/Charles Njapa/Mark Williams/Dwayne Abernathy Jr/Michael Dean

Take what you want

Take everything

Take what you want

Take what you want

Better that I change my number so you can't explain

Violence in the night violence in the night

Priors priors do you have any product

Well that one time I'll be honest

I'll be honest we all liars let it go

I'll be honest we all liars

I'll be honest we all liars

I'm pulled over and I got priors

Guess we goin' down guess who's goin' to jail

Guess who's goin' to jail tonight

Guess who's goin' to jail tonight

Guess who's goin' to jail tonight

God gon' post my bail tonight

Don't you curse at mе on text why you try to hit the flex

I hold up likе "What " I scroll I scroll up like "Next"

Guess who's getting 'exed

Like next

Guess who's getting 'exed

You made a choice that's your bad single life ain't so bad

But we ain't finna go there

Something's off I'll tell you why

Guess who's goin' to jail tonight

What a grand plan to sell you out

I could scream and shout let it out

I'll be honest we all liars

I'll be honest we all liars

I'm pulled over and I got priors

Guess we goin' down guess who's goin' to jail

Guess who's goin' to jail tonight

Guess who's goin' to jail tonight

Guess who's goin' to jail tonight

God gon' post my bail tonight

God in my cell that's my celly

Made in the image of God that's a selfie

Pray five times a day so many felonies

Who gon' post my bail Lord help me

Hol' up Donda I'm with your baby when I touch back road

Told him "Stop all of that red cap we goin' home"

Not me with all of these sins castin' stones

This might be the return of The Throne

Throne

Hova and Yeezus like Moses and Jesus

You are not in control of my thesis

You already know what I think 'bout think pieces

Before you ask he already told you who he think he is

Don't try to jail my thoughts and think pre-cents

I can't be controlled with programs and presets

Reset

On my cell in my cell tonight

Don't have to see you to touch you

This is what braille look like it's on sight

If they take me to jail call my girl tell her send my mail

We know what Hell look like

Still it's a hell of a life yikes

Guess who's goin' to jail tonight

Guess who's goin' to jail tonight

Guess who's goin' to jail tonight

God gon' post my bail tonight