[Kanye West:]
 
 
 Take what you want
 
 Take everything
 
 Take what you want
 
 Take what you want
 
 
 Better that I change my number so you can't explain
 
 Violence in the night, violence in the night
 
 Priors, priors, do you have any product?
 
 Well, that one time
 
 I'll be honest, I'll be honest
 
 We all liars
 
 Let it go
 
 
 I'll be honest, we all liars
 
 I'll be honest, we all liars
 
 I'm pulled over and I got priors
 
 Guess we goin' down, guess who's goin' to jail?
 
 
 Guess who's goin' to jail tonight?
 
 Guess who's goin' to jail tonight?
 
 Guess who's goin' to jail tonight?
 
 God gon' post my bail tonight
 
 
 
  [Kanye West & Francis And The Lights:]
 
 
 Don't you curse at me on text, why you try to hit the flex?
 
 I hold up, like, "What?"
 
 I scroll, I scroll up like, "Next"
 
 Guess who's getting 'exed?
 
 Like, next
 
 Guess who's getting 'exed?
 
 You made a choice that's your bad, single life ain't so bad
 
 But we ain't finna go there
 
 Something's off, I'll tell you why
 
 Guess who's goin' to jail tonight?
 
 What a grand plan to sell you out
 
 I could scream and shout, let it out
 
 
 
  [Kanye West:]
 
 
 I'll be honest, we all liars
 
 I'll be honest, we all liars
 
 I'm pulled over and I got priors
 
 Guess we goin' down, guess who's goin' to jail?
 
 
 Guess who's goin' to jail tonight?
 
 Guess who's goin' to jail tonight?
 
 Guess who's goin' to jail tonight?
 
 God gon' post my bail tonight
 
 
 
  [Jay-Z:]
 
 
 God in my cell, that's my celly
 
 Made in the image of God, that's a selfie
 
 Pray five times a day, so many felonies
 
 Who gon' post my bail? Lord, help me
 
 Hol' up, Donda, I'm with your baby when I touch back road
 
 Told him, "Stop all of that red cap, we goin' home"
 
 Not me with all of these sins, castin' stones
 
 This might be the return of The Throne (Throne)
 
 Hova and Yeezus, like Moses and Jesus
 
 You are not in control of my thesis
 
 You already know what I think 'bout think pieces
 
 Before you ask, he already told you who he think he is
 
 Don't try to jail my thoughts and think pre-cents
 
 I can't be controlled with programs and presets
 
 Reset
 
 On my cell, in my cell tonight
 
 Don't have to see you to touch you
 
 This is what braille look like, it's on sight
 
 If they take me to jail, call my girl, tell her send my mail
 
 We know what Hell look like
 
 Still, it's a hell of a life, yikes
 
 
 
  [Kanye West:]
 
 
 Guess who's goin' to jail tonight?
 
 Guess who's goin' to jail tonight?
 
 Guess who's goin' to jail tonight?
 
 God gon' post my bail tonight