Créditos
INTERPRETAÇÃO
Common
Vocais
Kanye West
Vocal de apoio
John Legend
Vocal de apoio
Ahmad Jamal
Samples (artista original)
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Kanye West
Composição
Lonnie Lynn
Composição
John Roger Stephens
Composição
Linda Creed
Composição
Thomas Bell
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Kanye West
Produção
Taylor Dow
Engenharia de gravação (assistente)
Manny Marroquin
Engenharia (mixagem)
Jared Robbins
Engenharia de mixagem (assistente)
Andrew Dawson
Engenharia (gravação)
Common
Produção executiva
Derek Dudley
Produção executiva
Ric McRae
Engenharia de gravação (assistente)
Tom Coyne
Engenharia (masterização)
Letra
[Verse 1]
They say, "What's happenin'?"
We say the facts, and if they lie
We comin' back for them
They might say, but they don't know
They say, they say
They don't know
[Verse 2]
They say a **** lost his mind
But in the scheme of things, I never lost a rhyme
The thin line between love and hatred
I'm the black pill in the Matrix, the saturated life
They say life is what you make it
So I wait quick on a spaceship so I can take it
As high as the stakes get when paper get low
I be tellin' Derick, tell Kara get us a show
Little com, I make righteous bitches bet low
The richest man ain't necessarily the **** with dough
They say you ripped, wow, yeah, that's what they say
My **** couldn't tell it was me, like Jamie in Ray
Paintin' a day, with focused crime, broads, and good wine
They say dope is sour so it's homework and hood crimes
I stood mine, for forever and a day, so goodbye
They never could say, tell 'em J
[Verse 3]
They say, "What's happenin'?"
We say the facts, and if they lie
We comin' back for them
They might say, but they don't know
They say, they say
They don't know
[Verse 4]
Ah, the sweet taste of victory
Go 'head and breath it in like antihistamine
I know they sayin', "Damn, Ye snapped with this beat"
Fuck you expect? I've got a history
Groupie love now, gotta be them wheels
Haters back down, gotta be that steel
I know they can't wait till ya outta ya deal
Look how they did D'Angelo, ask him how do it feel
My best friends worry 'bout me
'Cause they know when you famous
And you had made cash, the media aims at us and you be up so high
If you ever fall off, it feel like a plane crash
But God don't ever give me nothin' I can't handle
So please don't ever give me records I can't sample
So I could vacay where it ain't no channels
But it's quite okay for a gangsta to wear sandals
They say because of the fame and stardom
I'm somewhere in between the church and insane asylum
I guess it's messin' with my health then
And this verse so crazy when I finish, I'm just gon check myself in, again
[Verse 5]
They say, "What's happenin'?"
We say the facts, and if they lie
We comin' back for them
They might say, but they don't know
They say, they say
They don't know
[Verse 6]
They say dude think he righteous
I write just to free minds, from Stoney to Rikers
Amongst the lifeless, in a world crazy as Mike is
On my paper, whether its weed or Isis
They say life is a game, so I play hard
Writin' for my life 'cause I'm scared of a day job
They say Sef kept the hood together
I tell the young, we can't play the hood forever
Play my cards right, they say I went too left
They showed me strange love, like I was Mr. F
Played chess in this game of pawns and knights
Now I claim King like Don, or Frank White
They say my life is comparable to Christ
The way I sacrificed, and resurrected twice
They say the crochet pants and the sweater was whack
Seen the corner, now they say that ****'s back, uh
[Verse 7]
They say, "What's happenin'?"
We say the facts, and if they lie
We comin' back for them
They might say, but they don't know
They say, they say
They don't know
Written by: John Roger Stephens, Kanye West, Linda Creed, Lonnie Lynn, Thomas Bell