Jail Lyrics – Kanye West & Jay-Z & Francis and the Lights

[Intro: Kanye West]
Take what you want
Take everything
Take what you want
Take what you want

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
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 will be honest, I will be honest
We all liars
Let it go!

[Pre-Chorus: Kanye West]
I will be honest, we all liars
I will be honest, we all liars
I'm pulled over and I got priors
Guess we going down
Guess who is going to jail?

[Chorus: Kanye West]
Guess who is going to jail tonight?
Guess who is going to jail tonight?
Guess who is going to jail tonight?
God gone post my bail tonight

[Verse 2: Kanye West & Francis And The Lights]
Don't you curse at mе on text
Why you try to hit the flex?
I hold up, likе, "What?"
I scroll, I scroll up like, "Next"
Guess who is getting 'exed?
Like, next

Guess who is 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 will tell you why
Guess who is going to jail tonight?
What a grand plan to sell you out
I could scream and shout, let it out

[Pre-Chorus: Kanye West]
I will be honest, we all liars
I will be honest, we all liars
I'm pulled over and I got priors
Guess we going down
Guess who is going to jail?

[Chorus: Kanye West]
Guess who is going to jail tonight?
Guess who is going to jail tonight?
Guess who is going to jail tonight?
God gone post my bail tonight

[Verse 3: 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 gone post my bail? Lord, help me

Hold up, Donda,
I'm with your baby when I touch back road
Told him, "Stop all of that red cap, we going home"
Not me with all of these sins, casting 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 about 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

[Chorus: Kanye West]
Guess who is going to jail tonight?
Guess who is going to jail tonight?
Guess who is going to jail tonight?
God gone post my bail tonight