Bad News

[Intro: Kanye West] Didn't you know, I was waiting on you Waiting on a dream that'll never come true Didn't you know, I was waiting on you My face turned to stone when I heard the news When you decide to break the rules Cause I just heard some real bad news [Verse 1: Jet 2] Bars that I'm locked in painted from the vision From inspiration that's driven From the ladies that I could not get Wonder if I'll find me, cause currently that is not yet But I'm making progress Picking up the pieces to a broken heart's a process I just cover it all with everything I achieved Just to get where I haven't got yet Trying to dissemble my egotistical mindset But I speak on how it feels, I give's a damn about gossip Devilish endeavors with two angels that were God sent Sticking to my mental while I spit to instrumentals While I vision in my mental through the bars of the window With the glass that will break like I'm visioning crescendos And my heart is in that window but the vision's in my tempo To the women that I loved, I referred as bitches and then hoes Wishing I could take it back but I can't erase the fact I'm falling from following a trend that I did not set Beautiful initials I skip when speaking the alphabet R.M. the reason I turned to lovely chocolate Visions that I pictured in my mind that I thought I'd get In the pursuit of happiness, I guess it hasn't happened yet Speaking love to ladies that I love in these verses Cause in person I'll try but choke up like I lost breath So I murder my emotions in hopes that if I don't show 'em Then eventually everything will just offset But it rubs off when Those who truly love me and try to show it Get hit with broken pieces of my heart and Pain becomes a factor and pride becomes an issue So when you say that you miss me I never say that I miss you Sitting in a room full of love so misused Fuck a heartbreak, I love those issues Broke down from the heart burn, ahh sizzles But the heartburn made a nigga chest-chiseled I adapt to my environment like a lizard Got a sober body, but my mind's on syzzurp (syrup) Cut y'all niggers who slept on a nigga Mind breaking straight up out them chains where's Fiddler Young little ni-ti-ger (nigger) with a big pli-ti-gan (plan) And ever since this began I mark my perimeters If music's from the heart then everything that beats I'm feeling for The moments, I just hope my emotions don't leave your feelings hurt You will never do to another what you didn't feel at first So I don't do shit, that is just some shit I learned And if it ain't concerning happiness, it don't meet my concern And fixing things will make me happy, obviously I concur I tried to paint the house without building the foundation I put my wood first, but my earth is now quaking And since I was in danger, God became creative And built the foundation that I lay without the pain in Only cause I'm the artist and my mind creates the painting So I ahh, epsom salt while I bathe in The ocean of success and to some that is bad news And some others just can't wait for me to make it But as long as the people that are around me gain a positive Outlook on life from a simple sentence I've stated Then everything I worked for, nothing has gone in vain Cause if I help one make it, I've already made it nigga