Jay-Z & Kanye West - Who Gon Stop Me Lyrics

(KW)
This is something like the Holocaust
Millions of our people lost
Bow our heads and pray to the lord
Til I die I’mma f***in ball
Now who gon stop me?
Who gon stop me huh?
Who gon stop me?
Who gon stop me huh?

(JZ)
Black cards, black cars
Black on black, black broads
Whole lotta money in a black bag
Black strap, you know what that’s for?

(KW) Who gon stop me huh?

(JZ & KW) Who gon stop me huh?

(JZ)
Who gon stop me?
No brakes, I need
State Farm
So many watches I need 8 arms
One neck but got 8 charms

(JZ & KW) Who gon stop me huh?

(KW)
Niggas talkin, they bitch made
Ix-nay off my dicks-nay
That’s pig latin, itch-bay
Who gon stop me huh?
Last night ain’t go so well
Got kicked up out the hotel
Got a little freaky like Marvin Albert
Yes! Tell Howard Cosell
You just a commentator
If you getting paper
Everybody I know from the hood got common haters
In some rela¬tions
You just supposed to say none
Heard she f***ed the doorman
Well that’s cool I f***ed the waitress
Heard Yeezy was racist
Well, I guess that’s on one basis
I only like green faces
This is something like the Holocaust
Millions of our people lost
Bow our heads and pray to the lord
Til I die I’mma f***in ball
Now who gon stop me?
Who gon stop me huh?
Who gon stop me?
Who gon stop me huh?

(JZ)
Black cards, black cars
Black on black, black broads
Whole lotta money in a black bag
Black strap, you know what that’s for

(KW)
Yall weed purple
My money purple
Yall Steve Urkel
I’m Oprah circle
I wrote the verse
That I hope will hurt you

(JZ)
Who gone stop me huh?
Beat the odds
Best the Feds
It wouldn’t be wise
To bet against the kid
Start me broke
I bet I get rich
Night shift
6 to 6
Gimmie one shot
One pot
I’ll show up in all white
Wearing no socks
No ceiling
New coupe
They know I’m a dope boy
They don’t have no proof
I’m 3 steps removed
I know how to move
It’s looking like
I don’t know how to lose
I’m winning again
I’m at the Wynn
I’m at the table
I’m gambling
Lucky lefty
I expect a 7
I went through hell
I’m expecting heaven
I’m owed
I’m throwed
And I stuck to the G-code
I’m here
Oh yeah
I promise I ain’t going nowhere
Ok here
Like a hare
Like a rabbit
I like karats
I’m allergic to having bunny ears
Like broke
Like nope
Like ha
I ain’t no joke
I can’t be stopped
Like nope
Like nope
To the beat Noah...
2 seats in the 911
No limit on the black card
Told yall I was gonna go HAM
To the ocean was my backyard
No lies in my verses
Please pardon all the curses
Shit gotta come some way
F*ck, when you growing up worthless
Middle finger to my old life
Special shout out to my old head
If it wasn’t for your advice
A nigga would have been so dead
I’m living life
Til these niggas kill me
Turn this up
If these niggas feel me
I’m riding dirty
Trying to get filthy
Pabalo Picasso
Rothkos, Rilkes
Graduated to the MOMA
And I did all of this
Without a diploma
Graduated from the corner
Yall can play me
For a motherf*ckin fool if you wanna
Street smart
And I’m book smart
Could have been a chemist
Cause I cook smart
Only thing that can stop me is me
And I’mma stop when the hook start
Hold up

(KW)
This is something like the Holocaust
Millions of our people lost
Bow our heads and pray to the lord
Til I die
I’mma f*ckin ball
Now who gon stop me?
Who gon stop me huh?
Who gon stop me?
Who gon stop me huh?

(JZ)
Black cards, black cars
Black on black, black broads
Whole lotta money in a black bag
Black strap, you know what that’s for