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Kanye West Feat. Jay-Z & J. Ivy - Never Let Me Down (Alternate/Extended Intro)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kanye West
Kanye West
Vocals
JAY-Z
JAY-Z
Vocals
J. Ivy
J. Ivy
Vocals
John Legend
John Legend
Background Vocals
Tracy Spencer
Tracy Spencer
Background Vocals
Glenn Jefferey
Glenn Jefferey
Guitar
Ken Lewis
Ken Lewis
Bass
E Pope
E Pope
Keyboards
Frank Walker
Frank Walker
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shawn Carter
Shawn Carter
Songwriter
Michael Bolton
Michael Bolton
Songwriter
Bruce Kulick
Bruce Kulick
Songwriter
James Ivy Richardson II
James Ivy Richardson II
Songwriter
Kanye West
Kanye West
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kanye West
Kanye West
Producer
Gimel "Young Guru" Keaton
Gimel "Young Guru" Keaton
Recording Engineer
Anthony Kilhoffer
Anthony Kilhoffer
Recording Engineer
Brent Kolatalo
Brent Kolatalo
Recording Engineer
Jacelyn Parry
Jacelyn Parry
Recording Engineer
Rebaka Tunei
Rebaka Tunei
Recording Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Eddy Schreyer
Eddy Schreyer
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Oh, baby (hahaha) Turn the m- music up When it comes to being true, at least true to me (that's right, it's what I do, c'mon) One thing I've found (uh-huh), one thing I've found Oh, no, you'll never let me down (no, I ain't never let you down) Get up, I get (down), get up, I get (down) Get up, I get (down), get up, I get (down) Get up, I get (down), get up, I get (down) First, I snatched the streets, then I snatch the charts First, I had they ear, now I have they hear Rappers came and went, I've been here from the start I seen them put it together, watched them take it apart Seen the Rovers roll up with ribbons I seen 'em re-po'd, re-sold, and re-driven So when I reload, he holds number one positions When you hot, I'm hot And when your feet cold, mines are sizzlin' It's plain to see, n- can't f- with me 'Cause I'ma be that n- for life, this is not an image This is God-given This is hard livin' mixed with Cristal sippin' It's the most consistent, Hov Give you the most hits you can fit inside a whole disk and N-, I'm home on these charts, y'all n- visitin' It's Hov tradition, Jeff Gordon of rap I'm back to claim pole position Holla at ya boy Get up, I get (down), get up, I get (down) Get up, I get (down), get up I get down for my grandfather Who took my mama, made her sit in that seat Where white folks ain't want us to eat At the tender age of six, she was arrested for the sit-ins And with that in my blood, I was born to be different Now n- can't make it to ballots to choose leadership But we can make it to Jacob's or to the dealership Swear, I hear new music and I just don't be feelin' it Racisim's still alive, they just be concealin' it But I know they don't want me in the damn club They even made me show ID to get inside of Sam's club I done did dirt and when to church to get my hands scrubbed Swear I've been baptised 'least three or four times But in the land where n- praise you, cons are gettin' paid It's gon' take a lot more than coupons to get us saved Like it take a lot more than durags to get you waves Nothin' as sad as the day my girl's father passed away So I promised to Mr. Rainey, I'm gonna marry your daughter And you know I gotta thank you for the way that she was brought up And I know that you was smilin' when you seen the car I bought her And you sent tears from heaven when you seen my car get balled up But I can't complain what the accident did to my left eye 'Cause look what a accident did to Left-Eye First Aaliyah, now Romeo must die I know I got angels watchin' me from the other side When it comes to being true, at least true to me One thing I've found, one thing I've found Oh, no, you'll never let me down Get up, I get (down), get up, I get (down) Get up, I get (down), get up, I get (down) Get up, I get (down), get up, I get (down) We are all here for a reason on a particular path You don't need a curriculum to know that you are part of the math Cats think I'm delirious, but I'm so damn serious That's why I expose my soul to the globe, the world I'm tryna make it better for these little boys and girls I'm not just another individual My spirit is a part of this, that's why I get spiritual But I get my hymns from him So it's not me, it's he that's lyrical I'm not a miracle I'm a heaven-sent instrument My rythmatic regiment navigates melodic notes for your soul and your mental That's why I'm instrumental Vibrations is what I'm into Yeah, I need my loot by rent day But that ain't what gives me the heart of Kunta Kinte I'm tryin' to give us, "us free" like Cinque I can't stop That's why I'm hot Determination, dedication, motivation I'm talking to you of my many inspirations When I say I can't let you or self down If I were on the highest cliff on the highest riff And you slipped off the side and clenched on to your life in my grip I would never, ever, let you down And when these words are found Let it be known that God's penmanship Has been signed in the language called love That's why my breath is felt by the deaf And why my words are heard and confined to the ears of the blind I, too, dream in color, and in rhyme So I guess I'm one of a kind in a full house 'Cause whenever I open my heart, my soul, or my mouth A touch of God rains out Take 'em to church When it comes to being true, at least true to me One thing I've found, one thing I've found Oh, no, you'll never let me down Get up, I get (down), get up, I get Get up, I get, get up, I get Get up, I get, get up, I get down Who else you know been hot this long? (Oh, yeah, we ain't finished) Started from nothing, but he got this strong (the Roc is in the building) Built the Roc from a pebble, pedalled rock before I met you Pedalled bikes, got my nephews pedal bikes because they special Let you tell that man I'm falling, well Somebody must've caught him, 'cause Every fourth quarter, I like to Mike Jordan them Number one albums, what I got? like four of them More of them on the way, the eighth wonder on the way Clear the way, I'm here to stay Y'all can save the chitter chat, this and that, dissin' Jay Dissin' Jay will get you mased When I start spitting them lyrics, n- get very religious Six hail Marys, "please Father forgive us" Young, the Archbishop, the Pope John Paul of y'all n- The way y'all all follow jigga Hov's a living legend and I tell you why Everybody wanna be Hov and Hov's still alive
Writer(s): Kanye West, Shawn Carter, Michael Bolotin, James Richardson, Bruce Kulick Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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