Family Business

Kanye West

专辑：The College Dropout

歌词

Producer：Kanye West

Writer：Kanye West

Sample：Fonky Thang,Diamond‘Rang(1972)—The Dells

How's your son? (all the things)

He made the team this year? (all, all, all the things things)

Aight, they said he wasn't tall enough

(...all all that glitters is not gold and all gold is not reality real is what you lays on me)

Ma we here we gon' cook this Sunday ok?

That's a new girlfriend?

This is family business

And this is for the family that can't be with us

And this is for my cousin locked down

Know the answer's in us

This why I spit it in my songs so sweet

Like a photo of your granny's picture

Now that you're gone

It hit us super hard on Thanksgiving and Christmas

This can't be right

Yeah, you heard the track I did man, "This Can't Be Life"

Somebody please say grace so I can save face

And have a reason to cover my face

I even made you a plate, soul food, know how Granny do it

Monkey bread on the side, know how the family do it

When I brought it why the guard have to look all through it?

As kids, we used to laugh

Who knew that life would move this fast?

Who knew I'd have to look at you through a glass?

And look, you tell me you ain't did it then you ain't did it

And if you did, then that's family business

And I don't care 'bout

(all the diamond rings all the diamond rings)

They don't mean a thing (all, all, all the things)

All these fancy things

I tell you that all is my weight and gold

(all that glitters is not gold, now gold is not reality)

Now all I know I know all these things

(real is what you lease on me)

This is family business

And this is for everybody standing with us

Come on, let's take a family Grammy picture

Abi, remember when they ain't believe in me?

Now she like "See, that's my cousin on TV!"

Now, we gettin' it and we gon' make it

And they gon' hate it and I'm his favorite

I can't deny it, I'm a straight rider

But when we get together be electric slidin'

Grandma, get 'em shook up

Aw naw, don't open the photo book up

I got an Aunt Ruth that can't remember your name

But I bet them Polaroids'll send her down memory lane

You know that one auntie, you don't mean to be rude

But every holiday nobody eating her food

And you don't wanna stay there cause them your worst cousins

Got roaches at their crib like them your first cousins

Act like you ain't took a bath with your cousins

Fit 3 in the bed if it's 6 of y'all

I'm talkin' 'bout three by the head and three by the leg

But you ain't have to tell my girl I used to pee in the bed

Rain, rain, rain go away

Let the sun come out and all the children say

Rain, rain, rain go away

Let the sun come out and all the children say

I woke up early this morning with a new state of mind

A creative way to rhyme without using knives and guns

Keep your nose out the sky, keep your heart to God

And keep your face to the risin' sun

All my niggas from the Chi, that's my family, dawg

And my niggas ain't my guys, they my family, dawg

I feel like one day you'll understand me, dawg

You can still love your man and be manly, dawg

You ain't got to get heated at every house warmin'

Sittin' here, grillin' people like George Foreman

Why Uncle Ray and Aunt Shiela always performin'?

The second she storm out then he storm in

Y'all gon' sit down, have a good time this reunion

And drink some wine like Communion

And act like everything fine and if it isn't

We ain't letting everybody in our family business, uh

(All all all the diamond rings diamond rings)

They don't mean a thing (all, all, all the things)

(All all that glitters is not gold, now gold is not reality)

They don't mean a thing a thing

(All, all, all the things)

They don't mean a thing a thing a thing

I don't care what they don't mean a thing

(All, all, all the things) all these fancy things

I tell you that all is my weight and gold

All I know, I know all these things

All these things, all these things

CLK Mercedes Benz

All these things, all these things ...

A whole lotta money

All these things, all these things

Mommy and Daddy, will you please stop fighting?

All these things, all these things

All these things, (and I don't care why) all these things

All these things, all these things

All these things, all these things...

Let's get Stevie outta jail