Blood On The Leaves Lyrics - Yeezus - Kanye West

Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees 

I just need to clear my mind now 

It's been racin' since the summertime 

And I'm holdin' down the summer now 

And all I want is what I can't buy now 

Cause I ain't got the money on me right now 

And I told you to wait 

Yeah I told you to wait 

So I'mma need a little more time now 

Cause I ain't got the money on me right now 

And I thought you could wait 

Yeah, I thought you could wait 

These bitches surroundin' me 

All want somethin' out me 

Then they talk about me 

Would be lost without me 

We could've been somebody 

Thought you'd be different 'bout it 

Now I know you not it 

So let's get on with it 

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We could've been somebody 

'stead you had to tell somebody 

Let's take it back to the first party 

When you tried your first molly 

And came out of your body 

And came out of your body 

Running naked down the lobby 

And you was screamin' that you love me 

Before the limelight tore ya 

Before the limelight stole ya 

Remember we were so young 

When I would hold you 

Before the blood on the leaves 

I know there ain't wrong with me 

Something strange is happening 

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You could've been somebody 

We could've ugh, we could've been somebody 

Or was it on the first party 

When we tried our first molly 

And came out of our body 

And came out of our body 

Before they call lawyers 

Before you tried to destroy us 

How you gon' lie to the lawyer? 

It's like I don't even know ya 

I gotta bring it back to the 'nolia 

Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down with my niggas 

Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down with my niggas 

Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down with my niggas 

I ride with my niggas, I'll die for my... 

To all my second string bitches, try and get a baby 

Trying to get a baby, now you talkin' crazy 

I don't give a damn if you used to talk to Jay-Z 

He ain't with you, he with Beyoncé, you need to stop actin' lazy 

She Instagram herself like #BadBitchAlert 

He Instagram his watch like #MadRichAlert 

He only wanna see that ass in reverse 

Two-thousand-dollar bag with no cash in your purse 

Now you sittin' courtside, wifey on the other side 

Gotta keep 'em separated, I call that apartheid 

Then she said she impregnated, that's the night your heart died 

Then you gotta go and tell your girl and report that 

Main reason cause your pastor said you can't abort that 

Now your driver say that new Benz you can't afford that 

All that cocaine on the table you can't snort that 

That going to that owing money that the court got 

All in on that alimony, uh, yeah-yeah, she got you homie 

'til death but do your part, unholy matrimony 

That summer night holding long and long, 'din long 

Now waiting for the summer rose and (breathe) 

And breathe and breathe 

And breathe and breathe 

And breathe and breathe 

And live and learn 

And live and learn 

And living and living like I'm lonely 

Lonely, lonely 

And living all I have 

And living all 

And live 

And live