Dark Fantasy Lyrics - My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy - Kanye West

You might think you've peeked the scene 

You haven't, the real one's far too mean 

The watered down one, the one you know 

Was made up centuries ago 

It may just sound all whack and corny 

Yes, it's awful, blasted boring 

Twisted fiction, sick addiction 

Well, gather 'round, children, zip it, listen 

Can we get much higher? So high 

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

Can we get much higher? So high 

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

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Can we get much higher? So high 

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

Can we get much higher? So high 

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

I fantasized 'bout this back in Chicago 

Mercy, mercy me, that Murcielago 

That's me, the first year that I blow 

How you say broke in Spanish? Me no hablo 

We drowned sorrow in that Diablo, 

Me found bravery in my bravado 

DJ's need to listen to the models. 

You ain't got no fucking Yeezy in Serrato? 

(You ain't got no Yeezy, nigga?) 

Stupid, but what the hell do I know? 

I'm just a Chi-town nigga with a nice flow 

And my chick in that new Phoebe Philo 

So much head, I woke up to Sleepy Hollow 

Photos 

Can we get much higher? 

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

Look like a fat booty Celine Dion 

Sex is on fire, I'm the king of Leona Lewis 

Beyond the truest 

Hey, teacher, teacher, tell me how do you respond to students 

And refresh the page and restart the memory? 

Respark the soul and rebuild the energy? 

We stopped the ignorance, we killed the enemies 

Sorry for the night demons that still visit me 

The plan was to drink until the pain over 

But what's worse, the pain or the hangover? 

Fresh air rolling down the window 

Too many Urkels on your team, that's why you're Winslow 

Don't make me pull the toys out, huh 

Don't make me pull the toys 

And fire up the engines huh 

And then they make noise 

Can we get much higher? So high 

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

At the mall, there was a seance 

Just kids, no parents 

Then the sky filled with herons 

I saw the devil in a Chrysler LeBaron 

And the hell, it wouldn't spare us 

And the fires did declare us 

But after that, took pills, kissed an heiress 

And woke up back in Paris 

Can we get much higher? So high 

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

Can we get much higher? So high 

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

Can we get much higher? So high 

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

Can we get much higher? So high 

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

Can we get much higher? So high 

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh