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Artist: Kanye West
Album: College Dropout
Song: Family Business

[Kanye West]
Hey son? (all, all, all the things, things),
you make the team this year? (all, all, all the things things),
Aw th-, they say you wer'nt tall enough,
(all, all, all that glitters is not gold),
Yeah me, we gon' cook this sunday okay(now gold is not a reality),
so come by dang it that your new girlfriend,
(real is what you live to be),

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,
That's 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 Thankgiving 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 say faith,
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 did 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,

[Chorus]
And I don't care 'bout (all the, all the diamond rings, diamond rings),
They don't mean a thing (all, all, all the things),
All these fancy things,
I tell you that all (all the glitter) my weight in gold,
Now all I know I know all these things,

[Kanye West]
This is family business,
And this is for everybody standin' with us,
Come on, let's take a family Grammy picture,
Abby, 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 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 eatin' her food,
And you don't wanna stay there cuz 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 three in the bed while six 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

[Kanye West]
I woke up early this mornin' with a new state of mind,
A creative way to rhyme without usin' 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, is my family dog,
And my niggas ain't my guys, they my family dog,
I feel like one day you'll understand me dog,
You can still love your man and be manly dog,
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 stormin' out then he storms 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 lettin' everybody in our family business,

[Chorus]

And I don't care 'bout (all, all, all)
They don't mean a thing (all, all, all )
All these fancy things
I tell you that all (all the glitter) my weight in gold
Now all I know I know all these things

(oooh) All these things (these things)
All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)