Album: My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy / Year: 2010 / Written by Kanye West, Jeff Bhasker, Malik Jones & Justin Vernon / Produced by Kanye West & Jeff Basker / Contains samples of "Woods" by Bon Iver, "Soul Makossa" by Manu Dibango and "Comment No. 1" by Gil Scott-Heron
(This is the demo version which differs slightly from the album version)
Lyrics:
I'm up in the woods, I'm down on my mind
I'm building a still to slow down the time
I'm up in the woods, I'm down on my mind
I'm building a still to slow down the time
I'm up in the woods, I'm down on my mind
I'm building a still to slow down the time

I'm lost in the World, I'm down my whole life
I'm new in the city, and I'm down for the night
down for the night
said she's down for the night

I'm lost in the World, I'm down my whole life
I'm new in the city, but I'm down for the night
down for the night

You're my devil, you're my angel
You're my heaven, you're my hell
You're my now, you're my forever
You're my freedom, you're my jail
You're my lies, you're my truth
You're my war, you're my truce
You're my questions, you're my proof
You're my stress and you're my masseuse
Mama-say mama-say ma-ma-coo-sah
Lost in this plastic life,
Let's break out of this fake ass party
Turn this in to a classic night
If we die in each other's arms, still get laid in the afterlife
If we die in each other's arms we still get laid

I'm lost in the World, been down my whole life
I'm new in the city, but I'm down for the night
down for the night, down for the night

Who will survive in America?
Who will survive in America?
Who will survive in America?

I'm lost in the World, I'm down my whole life
I'm new in the city, and I'm down for the night
down for the night

I'm lost in the World, I'm down my whole life
I'm new in the city, and I'm down for the night
down for the night

Us living as we do upside down
And the new word to have is revolution
People don't even want to hear the preacher
spill or spiel because God's whole card has been thoroughly piqued
And America is now blood and tears instead of milk and honey
The youngsters who were programmed to continue
fucking up woke up one night digging
Paul Revere and Nat Turner as the good guys
America stripped for bed and we had not all yet closed our eyes
The signs of Truth were tattooed across our open ended vagina
We learned to our amazement untold tale of scandal
Two long centuries buried in the musty vault
Hosed down daily with a gagging perfume
America was a bastard, the illegitimate daughter of the mother country
Whose legs were then spread around the world
And a rapist known as freedom, free doom
Democracy, liberty, and justice were revolutionary code names
That preceded the bubbling bubbling bubbling bubbling bubbling
In the mother country's crotch
What does Webster say about soul?
All I want is a good home and a wife
And a children and some food to feed them every night
After all is said and done build a new route to China if they'll have you
Who will survive in America?
Who will survive in America?
Who will survive in America?
Who will survive in America?

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