El hip hop es un género musical que incluye golpes rítmicos que acompañan a una voz principal que rapea. Este es un género musical muy popular y uno de los principales componentes de lo que es considerado como la cultura hip hop. Muchos espectáculos instrumentales en los que se presentan DJs sin apoyo vocal, también son abarcados bajo el género de la música hip hop. Esto se ha vuelto más popular dado que las técnicas de mezclado y sampleo (o muestreo) han madurado en los últimos años.
Kanye Omari West es un rapero y productor musical estadounidense nacido en Atlanta, Georgia, el 8 de junio de 1977, aunque creció en Chicago, Illinois, donde se mudó junto a su madre a la edad de tres años.
Tras asistir a la Academia Internacional de Arte y Diseño y Tecnología, una escuela de bellas artes de Chicago, y más adelante a la Universidad de Chicago, West abandonó todo y dio comienzo a su carrera musical. Ganó fama produciendo a artistas de rap y de R&B como Alicia Keys, Jay-Z, Janet Jackson, Brandy, Talib Kweli, Dilated Peoples, Ludacris y John Legend. El propio West estuvo trabajando en su primer álbum en solitario durante un largo periodo, pero el lanzamiento del disco tuvo que ser retrasado en repetidas ocasiones.
Ooh, ooh
Keep my spirit alive
Keep my spirit alive, alive
More than enough
You can take it all, but the Lord on my side
The spirit won't die, die
Oh, oh, my life, yeah
Is in His hands, so I don't stress, I pray and strategize
Yo
Flushed the work just in time and they raided, thank God (thank God)
Screamin' through the GT roof like shit, we done made it, thank God (thank God)
Hundred-round drum didn't jam when my shooter tried to spray it, thank God (thank God)
Couple thousand grams, got two thousand grands when we waited, thank God (thank God)
I was facin' fifteen and I beat it (and I beat it)
Just spent about twenty up at Neimans (up at Neimans)
Did two hundred in a Demon (in a Demon, skrrt)
I'm the illest shit and I mean it (and I mean it)
My homie droppin' bodies for no reason (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Now his kids see him on the weekends (ah)
Got the baking soda for the remix (remix)
Millionaires on, I can see it
More than enough
You can take it all, but the Lord on my side
The spirit won't die, die
Oh, oh, my life, yeah
Is in His hands, so I don't stress, I pray and strategize
Yeah, don't hate me, 'cause my heart is full of love
No weapon formed against me 'cause I'm covered in the blood
Layin' in the hospital when I got shot, fam
Mama prayed for me, said she left it in God's hands, yeah
So I'ma leave it in God's hands
Everything I'm doin' now is God's plan
Doctor said I wouldn't walk no more, now I stand
Then I ran, here I am, Machine
Keep my spirit alive
More than enough
You can take it all, but the Lord on my side
Well, between a mix of bad schools with the fast food
Bad had tools and a bad mood
If you don't turn to a lil' Gotti, they gon' drain all the strength in your lil' body
They turned me into a lil' Gotti, uh, yeah
Not Wakanda but Wakanda is kinda like what we 'bout to make
And who gon' make it? Kan', duh
Who the squad? Donda
Who the mom? Donda
Who can see? Don, duh, get Don C
Who needs practice? I don't do rehearsals
And I don't do commercials, 'cause they too commercial
Give it all to God and let Jesus reimburse you
She said: You in the studio with who? I'ma hurt you
How I'm forty-two and you got a curfew?
How nerves dictate how they gon' curve you?
Quiet all the cordialness
We walk in God's spiritual ordinance
We know the Blacks, the orphans refused to be runaways
Rebel, renegade, must stay paid
More than enough
You can take it all, but the Lord on my side
The spirit won't die, die
Oh, oh, my life, yeah
Is in His hands, so I don't stress, I pray and strategize