[Intro: Kanye West][Chorus: Kanye West][Verse 1: Kanye West]Too close, you comatose, so dope, you overdoseGet back, you overclose, oh noLanvin thousand-dollar tee with no logos

Let me show you what I see when my eyes closed

Yeah and I'm cold, bitch, please try to keep the door closed

Niggas was making music and then my first solo Collo Drolo,

The hood was strugglin' but then I blessed them with that Polo

And I swear to God they so cold Got a nigga in Miami wearing winter clothes I got my fur on, feelin' like Jerome She got her fur too, we get our his and her on Don't look at the jewelry, or get your blur on

What you after, actor money? You in line behind currency, yeah, you after money

I mean a lot of niggas got money So basically, Russell ain't the only Russell Russell Brand, Russell Crowe Zero, zero, zero, zero, a whole lot of Os

Damn, baby, pussy can't be your only hustle Unless you bad as Naomi Russell

I need a slow motion video right now 'Cause I'm movin' in slow motion, slow motion

King Hov, I'm exactly what the fuck you think

Eleven in a row, Bill Russell rings

Michael Jordan swag, y'all think Michael Jordan bad

Nigga, I got five more rings than Michael Jordan had

Elvis has left the building, now I'm on the Beatles ass

Niggas hear Watch the Throne, yeah, it's like the Beatles back

Bey-Bey my Yoko Ono, Rih-Rih complete the family

Imagine how that's gon' look front row at the Grammys

Fuck your awards like Eddie Murphy's couch

I don't even know what we doing here

Seems to me a complete waste of gear

Just a fuckin' waste of time, a complete waste of bottles

Niggas' fashion is weak, they be wastin' all the models

When I say it then you see it, it ain't only in the music

Basquiats, Warhols, serving as my muses

My house like a museum so I see 'em when I'm peeing

Usually you have this much taste, you European

That's the end of that way of thinking, nigga, never again

Know when to leave when the heat is coming, I learnt that

This is where DeNiro would be if he ain't turn back

Fuck Sosa, this Hova, this is real life

This is what the ending of Scarface should feel like

[Bridge: Jay Z &Take it how you want 'til a nigga deadYeah, yeah, uh-huhWhole world aiming at a nigga headYeah, yeah, uh-huh, hol' up[Verse 2: Jay Z]The Roc is in the building, we should have stayed in the houseGot the oversized Rollie, let me show thee how to do it