Kanye West
Penny For My Thoughts Demo (Bonus Track)
[Verse 1 - Toumi]
Offer me a penny for my thoughts
I won't take less than a fiver
I know a few blokes that'll ride out
On top of that, man I know a couple drivers
Night riders, fly by some guy-ers
Wind down the window, Blast out the side-ers
Bye-bye goodnight, a flashbang, you're blind
Kite looking something like the bottom of a pepper grinder
Hole-y...
Desperately tryna figure out who to pray to
But you never went church in your life
Why on earth would God wanna save you
Ain't no salvation for a pagan, pay my wage or stay brainless on the pavement day by day I'm spinning shit like a beyblade stay safe til payday and there's food on the table

[Verse 2 - Toumi]
...topped with fine arabian silk
As babes of all races lay in the quilt
That's black to caucasian, asian, australian
Built like Rocky with dames that'd fight Adrian
Aim for the right place with
Some pain, and you might make it
I gain when I chase paper
Your favourite game changer
Is back to smack rap
And the crap that are half-assin
I'm hoisting the black flag
Pulling up in a skull cap
Then I'm pushing a wig back
While I'm pushing white to blacks
It's Yin for my damnation and
Yang for the salvation, I ain't making it
Holler if you spot a n***a barking
But the bait bites back and
It's worse than a dalmation's

[Verse 3 - Toumi]
Turn up turn up turn up
Til I bill another blunt and then it's time to burn up
Pack artillery like I'm a military surplus
Store owner
So my phone ain't the only thing blowing up
But know this your ear's'll ring nonetheless
Best dressed, do not test
I ain't gotta wear a vest and flex up my pecs blow kisses to a vixen to get me some SHEX!. OI!
Switch the flow up
The roof'll come down
If you wanted to C-Hill
Why you jump around huh?
Jump jump jump jump
12 Gauge, load, pump
Pack, aim, squeeze, duck
Reload, blast back
Bang bang bang bang
And if you can't perceive my lyrics
As quickly as I can spit em
I've got no leeway to give you
My flow's too complex to compute
So you better hope that when I
Jump up on the microphone
You don't hear a cold flow that go like
I got millions and millions of bitches
My n***as is jungle gorillas
My cousins ans uncles are
Strapped with the gats
And the white is as pure as vanilla
Hey diddle diddle
The cat and the fiddle
The cow jumped over the moon
Open your mouth
When you're trying to rap
Unless you wanna sound like a fool
BUUUUUUUUU'N that man, c'mon...

[Verse 4 - Toumi]
To whoever ever thought that I could never pick it up
I'm warning you that you should never ever ever call my bluff
Coz I never leave home
Without an ace in the hole
See the look on my face
You know, oh so cold
You need more colour in your lines
Bro might start slippin if he thinks I'm scared of him
Man wanna battle me, I'mma take care of them
Crept on, Konan'd like the barbarian
I ain't a prince man I made some mischief
With Will that got me in brown like Harry
I'll light up your life like the match of the day 'fore I chip up to linacre road and eat gary
What?
You think coz I nearly died like 5 times that I'd knock that shit on the head?
Bitch talk, that lad and I'm no wimp fam
I ain't even going to quit AFTER I'm dead
Real big spliff when I blaze in my grave
Deep six, all pale and bony as fuck
Tripping balls with my Jaw half way across the cemetery going hella white on the pills I just took
That's life. And I'm west. I've banged loads of drugs but not ket
I know for a fact I rap well but I won't say I'm the best 'til I'm best
Too many rappers say too many rappers til Toumi comes through with a tune, and gets hype
Imagine the shame of your fanbase saying that you spit much worse than a guy that's not signed