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This is like the berserk of music, pretty much forbidden unless you want to cry a lot.

5:11

2:37

Sounds like a official secuel to runaway

0:54

Genuinley the best version of this song ive ever heard. Shame we all hope it wont release, due to the backstory.

Is there a download just for this song please?

Skibidi toilet ???

i like to think of this song as a sort of farewell to his old self. especially after the death of donda, and just trying to mature as an artist with the times.

cuim

And it'll be a long time, before you ever see me again, me again [Verse 1] They want me, hold my head in shame So I hold 'em on, holding hands in vain Covers talkin' now the feds say I'm insane A psych said I'm gonna fumble down along the planner And then his son told me "Put down the drink dawg" I got the rinks off, coming for the things off I guess there's nothin' and I'm finna chop it's head off I need a little something to knock the edge off Aside from this song, my life sucks Stomping on someone, with my boots And I'll put it off, if we modest And every other god need a goddess And every other star, couldn't guide us It falls upon something that's inside us So I'm not gonna stop for my riders Tell me where my ride is Tumble on the mountains, uh [Chorus] And I don't like them, and they don't like that They don't like that, and I don't want that And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again Don't worry about me, worry 'bout you Worry about something, don't worry what I do Hey, motherfuckers, it'll be a long time Before you ever see me again, me again [Verse 2] See, I need some time to meditate Naw, bitch I'm fly, I need time to levitate And I don't sound try, tryna' hesitate Fumbled down, very late n***a, you a featherweight And I'm a heavyweight, and I'm very great I put the everyday rocking in every state Do not debate, you cannot cape I must've on faith, getting knocked of faith Guess it's my fate, guess it was written I can sell a phone, guess it was different That was somethin' back then, that was different Now I'm spitting and everybody's just spitting And what it sound like when everybody sound alike What you sound like, bumpin' 'em on a round mic? I don't even sound right, feelin' like I'm on the downright And these n***as are secondary, like Pippen around Mike Trippin' around sight, pumpin' on that down light I'ma be downright, you n***as is downright biters And I'ma set fires And my shit downright fire, from the corner buyer And I'm alone, eh [Chorus] Don't worry 'bout me, don't worry 'bout them Just worry 'bout you, and what you gonna do And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again Don't worry 'bout me, don't worry 'bout me Worry 'bout you and maybe I do Have a long day And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again Don't worry 'bout me, don't worry 'bout you I worry 'bout something that we can't do And it's on me And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again Don't worry 'bout me, na-na-na-na And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again Hey, hey Before you ever see me again, me again Hey, hey It'll be a long time before you ever see me [Bridge] Can you clap your hands, hands? Clap your, clap your hand, hands? Clap your, clap your hand, hands? And I wanna do something, I wanna do something then Can you clap your hand, hands? Need you to clap your hands, hands Need you to clap your hands, hands Need you to clap your hands Need you to clap your hands, hands Need you to clap your hands Need you to clap your hands, hands Need you to clap your hands, hands [Verse 3] So the song like a Section 8 So I pass that dick around like a collection plate I can sell 'em on Sunday, with the fuss you made I be stunting with the stunners, and that's the best you make So if everybody just stand now, and shit don't plan out Throw your hands up, at least give them a handout And with the sun shown, it's like the Jerome is Mom-is-on-the-cellphone days, I'm homeless Or feeling like Ike at the end of the movie Wait, just need two more shows just to get to me Or feeling like Eddie Kane, I still got it And it's something but the problem is, you still not it Or maybe if it's sicker, they say I'm "that n***a" Or maybe if I'm humble, it's not a cellphone finger Or maybe damn, I could just blow my shit through thinner Maybe I should stop being real, maybe I should get on Twitter Maybe I should know somethin' different, I could reconsider Got something nothing seri' till the cellphone liver And I'ma drink 'til the sun up, 'til I got no more liver And I'ma stand and deliver 'til they pump my liver And I'ma spit it, like it get it, kinda self, but I'm fine I'd rather live by what I live by, then die when I'm fine I'm gonna stand by my self 'til my very last breath 'Cause you know what? A coward dies a thousand deaths And I'm proud when it's a sound, but now a thousand next And I could style on you, something down to hell with this You can't style on me, n***a I'm out of your league I'm liable to be a liability' You plan to style on me, trying to style on me N***a, I'm liable to be a liability, and my ability I can sound like Billie Jean [Non-Lyrical Vocals] [Chorus 2] Don't worry 'bout me, worry 'bout you Worry about something, something will do And motherfucker, it'll be a long time Before you ever see me again So don't worry about me, I'll be fine I'll be up some, going for mine And it'll be a long time 'Fore you ever see me again, me again Don't worry 'bout me, worry 'bout you, worry 'bout you 'Fore you ever see [Verse 4] Don't worry about what I been up to Where the fuck I'm going, nah, n***a, fuck you Who the fuck is going, I can something don't ask it Who the fuck is asking? I'll put the summer on blast and And who the fuck is lasting? And be the last standing Caught up on the planning Get a better tan and I been feeling dandy And who can run the planet? Pass them a Xanax And an afternoon I annex And all of the damage Left on the platter Who's soon after all, I guess it's a small world after all Stunting on the sun 'cause I have to ball I run the world 'cause it's a small world after all And I'm never after y'all I have to loss somethin' and I got it all And feeling like you got it all? Humble some' [Non-Lyrical Vocals] Nah, n***a, not at all [Chorus] Don't worry 'bout me, just worry 'bout you, cause [?] And whatcha gon' do? It'll be a long time before you ever see me again [Verse 5] There's something on the all out, the call out, somethin' on the call out Last summer, last fight, and y'all had a fall out I can sense nothing to something, what are y'all 'bout? Bumping nothing to something, and everything that y'all 'bout Y'all had your ups and downs, I don't fuck around Put everything on the something, then you go and fuck around Bet you felt something, now you feel nothing now Y'all feelings felt something, y'all don't feel nothing now Her tears dried up, from bumping expressionless I was under exodus and learning what the lessons is What the ebony of essences, the Genesis I got the fetishes, something on the sedatives One sip and then it'll have you look at innocence I wish we just could take it back to the Book of Genesis Before the hook is in, is there any point of any of this? But understand [?] [?] put hands on you, then put his front side, and put hands on you Just turn around say for really? I'm done motherfucker I can state something if [Chorus] They worry bout me, just worry bout you, I got [?] when I be good And she said that It'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again Don't worry 'bout me, just worry 'bout you And I'll be up now, what I've been up to And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again Don't worry 'bout me, don't worry 'bout them And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again Me again, me again It'll be a long time before you ever see me again

damn everytime I hear this song it makes me want to shed tears, and I don't know exactly why

The sound quality when he singed it makes the song sounds so eerie.

if kanye never lost his mother, we probably would've never had Ye. we would've kept Kanye, not KanYe

i wanna give kanye a big hug

1.25x is All Of The Lights

finally a hq version which doesn't try 2 clean up the vocals. The era when this was made kanye was using the vocal distortion alot.

Somewhere else, kanye released this song and only a few days later he disappeared without a trace leaving no clues or evidence behind, almost like he just vanished off the face of the earth or like he never existed at all. 10 years later a man stops to ask someone for directions, after this he thanks the man and before leaving he asks the man "whats your name again?" The other man responds "my names kanye"...

If Ye ever retires some day, this would prob be his last song

In another universe, Kanye West committed suicide October 23, 2010 at the age of 33 and becomes one of the biggest music mysteries. He rests in peace. Yeezus, TLOP, Maybe MBDTF, and more albums and singles are never released and produced so humanity thinks nothing of it. Instead of 70 million listeners on Spotify, he has around 10-30 million because of his irrelevance. Crazy how much life could’ve changed (and has changed) for everyone because of his decision to stay alive for us.

Imagine this is his last album. I would go crazy to see ye release this with old songs from this era, mamas boy and see me again being the last tracks.

bros already producing beats, next ye in the making 🔥

why this so fire tf

Pov : its kanye's last album and its called good ass job and the og kanye graduation bear is back on cover wearing a suit and all of his unreleased songs are in it and this is the last song...

Pure Art

I’m glad Kanye never went through with good ass job and made this song the last, cuz if it did Kanye would’ve ever commited s*icide or retired

Scary as hell to listen to this now with ye on the Nitrous Oxide. #SaveYe.

Im so glad he didnt suicide

The thumbnail feel like the Tyler, The Creator mugshot

imagine hearing this for the credits of a movie

this is so good

This should be his retirement song

This song is gonna be in vultures 3😢

Why tf does bro have the best unreleased songs yet drop the worse album? Even vultures 2 demo/released songs leaks sound better then the entire album combined

I love how instead of making a graduation 2.0 he decided to make something that’s true to himself and deeper album

[Intro] And it'll be a long time, before you ever see me again, me again [Verse 1] They want me, hold my head in shame So I hold 'em on, holding hands in vain Covers talkin' now the feds say I'm insane A psych said I'm gonna fumble down along the planner And then his son told me "Put down the drink dawg" I got the rinks off, coming for the things off I guess there's nothin' and I'm finna chop it's head off I need a little something to knock the edge off Aside from this song, my life sucks Stomping on someone, with my boots And I'll put it off, if we modest And every other god need a goddess And every other star, couldn't guide us It falls upon something that's inside us So I'm not gonna stop for my riders Tell me where my ride is Tumble on the mountains, uh RICH GREEDY 'Bout Time' (Live Performance) | Genius Open Mic [Chorus] And I don't like them, and they don't like that They don't like that, and I don't want that And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again Don't worry about me, worry 'bout you Worry about something, don't worry what I do Hey, motherfuckers, it'll be a long time Before you ever see me again, me again [Verse 2] See, I need some time to meditate Naw, bitch I'm fly, I need time to levitate And I don't sound try, tryna' hesitate Fumbled down, very late nigga, you a featherweight And I'm a heavyweight, and I'm very great I put the everyday rocking in every state Do not debate, you cannot cape I must've on faith, getting knocked of faith Guess it's my fate, guess it was written I can sell a phone, guess it was different That was somethin' back then, that was different Now I'm spitting and everybody's just spitting And what it sound like when everybody sound alike What you sound like, bumpin' 'em on a round mic? I don't even sound right, feelin' like I'm on the downright And these niggas are secondary, like Pippen around Mike Trippin' around sight, pumpin' on that down light I'ma be downright, you niggas is downright biters And I'ma set fires And my shit downright fire, from the corner buyer And I'm alone, eh [Chorus] Don't worry 'bout me, don't worry 'bout them Just worry 'bout you, and what you gonna do And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again Don't worry 'bout me, don't worry 'bout me Worry 'bout you and maybe I do Have a long day And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again Don't worry 'bout me, don't worry 'bout you I worry 'bout something that we can't do And it's on me And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again Don't worry 'bout me, na-na-na-na And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again Hey, hey Before you ever see me again, me again Hey, hey It'll be a long time before you ever see me [Bridge] Can you clap your hands, hands? Clap your, clap your hand, hands? Clap your, clap your hand, hands? And I wanna do something, I wanna do something then Can you clap your hand, hands? Need you to clap your hands, hands Need you to clap your hands, hands Need you to clap your hands Need you to clap your hands, hands Need you to clap your hands Need you to clap your hands, hands Need you to clap your hands, hands [Verse 3] So the song like a Section 8 So I pass that dick around like a collection plate I can sell 'em on Sunday, with the fuss you made I be stunting with the stunners, and that's the best you make So if everybody just stand now, and shit don't plan out Throw your hands up, at least give them a handout And with the sun shown, it's like the Jerome is Mom-is-on-the-cellphone days, I'm homeless Or feeling like Ike at the end of the movie Wait, just need two more shows just to get to me Or feeling like Eddie Kane, I still got it And it's something but the problem is, you still not it Or maybe if it's sicker, they say I'm "that nigga" Or maybe if I'm humble, it's not a cellphone finger Or maybe damn, I could just blow my shit through thinner Maybe I should stop being real, maybe I should get on Twitter Maybe I should know somethin' different, I could reconsider Got something nothing seri' till the cellphone liver And I'ma drink 'til the sun up, 'til I got no more liver And I'ma stand and deliver 'til they pump my liver And I'ma spit it, like it get it, kinda self, but I'm fine I'd rather live by what I live by, then die when I'm fine I'm gonna stand by my self 'til my very last breath 'Cause you know what? A coward dies a thousand deaths And I'm proud when it's a sound, but now a thousand next And I could style on you, something down to hell with this You can't style on me, nigga I'm out of your league I'm liable to be a liability' You plan to style on me, trying to style on me Nigga, I'm liable to be a liability, and my ability I can sound like Billie Jean [Non-Lyrical Vocals] [Chorus 2] Don't worry 'bout me, worry 'bout you Worry about something, something will do And motherfucker, it'll be a long time Before you ever see me again So don't worry about me, I'll be fine I'll be up some, going for mine And it'll be a long time 'Fore you ever see me again, me again Don't worry 'bout me, worry 'bout you, worry 'bout you 'Fore you ever see [Verse 4] Don't worry about what I been up to Where the fuck I'm going, nah, nigga, fuck you Who the fuck is going, I can something don't ask it Who the fuck is asking? I'll put the summer on blast and And who the fuck is lasting? And be the last standing Caught up on the planning Get a better tan and I been feeling dandy And who can run the planet? Pass them a Xanax And an afternoon I annex And all of the damage Left on the platter Who's soon after all, I guess it's a small world after all Stunting on the sun 'cause I have to ball I run the world 'cause it's a small world after all And I'm never after y'all I have to loss somethin' and I got it all And feeling like you got it all? Humble some' [Non-Lyrical Vocals] Nah, nigga, not at all [Chorus] Don't worry 'bout me, just worry 'bout you, cause [?] And whatcha gon' do? It'll be a long time before you ever see me again [Verse 5] There's something on the all out, the call out, somethin' on the call out Last summer, last fight, and y'all had a fall out I can sense nothing to something, what are y'all 'bout? Bumping nothing to something, and everything that y'all 'bout Y'all had your ups and downs, I don't fuck around Put everything on the something, then you go and fuck around Bet you felt something, now you feel nothing now Y'all feelings felt something, y'all don't feel nothing now Her tears dried up, from bumping expressionless I was under exodus and learning what the lessons is What the ebony of essences, the Genesis I got the fetishes, something on the sedatives One sip and then it'll have you look at innocence I wish we just could take it back to the Book of Genesis Before the hook is in, is there any point of any of this? But understand [?] [?] put hands on you, then put his front side, and put hands on you Just turn around say for really? I'm done motherfucker I can state something if [Chorus] They worry bout me, just worry bout you, I got [?] when I be good And she said that It'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again Don't worry 'bout me, just worry 'bout you And I'll be up now, what I've been up to And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again Don't worry 'bout me, don't worry 'bout them And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again Me again, me again It'll be a long time before you ever see me again [Instrumental]

hope he doesnt release it any time soon.

#SaveYe

This song is so fucking terrifying

5:25 this part makes me so fucking sad

apparently this is rumoured to drop on vultures 3

Ye u could've put this on vultures 2

Crazy how picked fun on woman that get plastic surgery and his mom passed from complications of plastic surgery. Also, the ladies he goes after are plastic.

Is it completed by kanye?

Rest in peace, Donda

Beautiful

bpm?

He’s Retiring

The death of pablo?