CyHi The Prynce - Elephant In The Room (Kanye West Diss) (Lyrics)

[Intro] Aye yo CyHi what the fuck bro?

We’ve been waiting for your damn album for years man

What the fuck is Kanye doing

How about you get the fuck up and get something done

Drop that shit

If I were you I’d stop being a little bitch

Grab an AK, load that shit up, get out there and drag Kanye’s ass out

[Sample] Drag me down, not a lot of people left around

Who knows now, softly laying on the ground

[Verse 1] Hey Ye, do you know what it feel like

To really be signed to you in real life?

Have you ever wrote a song

And you know you about to say something wrong but you still right?

I hope when I’m done that we still tight

But why wasn’t I on the cover of the Complex?

You must’ve seen what I did to Funk Flex

Ya Sean my nigga but I’m coming after Sean next

Sit the fuck down Mr. West, I ain’t done yet

While you’re in your little Lambo on Sunset

I’m riding with a gun next to me

And it sounds like a little boy playing with a drum set

And it hold a hundred rounds

Cause when you come around niggas quick to gun you down

You’ll be found on the other side of town somewhere, nigga

(Softly laying on the ground)

Get the fuck up

[Hook] In my life I have seen people walk into the sea

Just to find memories plagued by constant misery

Their eyes cast down fixed upon the ground

Their eyes cast down fixed upon the ground

In my life

[Verse 2] Welcome to Def Jam

OK, everybody on the fucking floor

You and you by the double doors

That was three shots and it holds 15

So that means I got a dozen more

Now that everybody’s on one accord

I’ma tell you what I’m coming for

I want a new million dollar deal on my pub

In the pretty brick house like the Commodores

Oh now everybody’s getting kidnapped

Take you back to your crib while your kids nap

And if your wife walk in, start screaming in my ear

Then the bitch is getting bitch slapped

I’ma make it look like a mishap

Cut the TV on so they won’t hear this shit clap

And I’ve got two guns, they gon’ think it’s suicide

Cause you shot yourself with this strap

(What the fuck CyHi what are you doing this for?)

Cause nobody want to listen to the kid rap

OK, my nigga Pusha shit snap

Nah I’m lying man that shit’s crap

OK, Teyana got a fat ass

But she won’t let nobody in the clique tap

And there ain’t gon’ be no new Yeezy album

Cause he in the the trunk with his mouth taped and his wrists wrapped

*mumbling* Shut the fuck up nigga! Shut the fuck up!

[Hook] In my life I have seen people walk into the sea

Just to find memories plagued by constant misery

Their eyes cast down fixed upon the ground

Their eyes cast down fixed upon the ground

In my life

*Alarm blaring*