Kanye or Jay-Z

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Can you name the member of 'The Throne'?

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LyricKanye Or Jay-ZSong
From parolees to hold G’s, sold keys, low keys/ We like the promised land of the OG’s/ In the past if you picture events like a black tie/ What the last thing you expect to seeMuder to Excellence
Bueller had a Mueller, but I switched it for a Miele ‘Cause I’m richer, and prior to this s*** was movin’ freebaseGotta Have it
Street-smart and I’m book smart coulda been a chemist cause I cook smart Only thing that can stop me is me and I’mma stop when the hook start, hold upWho Gon Stop Me
Now all my **** designing and we all swaggin’ Ignore the critics just to say we did it This ain’t no fashion show mothafucka, we live itMade In America
What's Gucci my ****? What's Louie my killa? What's drugs my deala? What's that jacket, Margiela?**** in Paris
Rappers hear Watch the Throne, they gon' be pissed off Earth is boring to 'em, s*** is making my d*** softLift Off
Tears on the mausoleum floor Blood stains the Colosseum doors Lies on the lips of a priest Thanksgiving disguised as a feastNo Church In the Wild
Charge it to the game, whatever’s left on it I spent about a minute, maybe less on it Fly pelican fly, turn the jets on it But first I shall digress on itWhy I Love You
Can't you see the private jets flyin' over you? Maybach bumper sticker read 'What would Hova do?' Jay is chillin', 'Ye is chillin' What more can I say? We killin' 'em Otis
I wish I could give you this feelin’, I’m planking on a million I’m riding through yo’ hood, you can bank I ain’t got no ceilingGotta Have It
LyricKanye Or Jay-ZSong
And I’m from the murder capital where they murder for capital Heard about at least three killings this afternoonMurder to Excellence
**** talking, they bitchmade, Ixnay off my dicksnay That’s Pig Latin, itch-bay, who gon stop me huh?Who Gon Stop me
Psycho, I'm liable to go Michael Take your pick, Jackson, Tyson, Jordan, Game 6**** in Paris
I pledge allegiance to my Grandma For that banana pudding, our piece of Americana Our apple pie was supplied through Arm and Hammer Straight out the kitchen, shh, don’t wake NanaMade in America
Hello, hello, hello, White America, assassinate my character Money matrimony, yeah, they tryna break the marriage upGotta Have IT
Welcome to Havana Smoking cubanos with Castro in cabanas Viva Mexico, Cubano Dominicano, all the plugs that I know Otis
Ball so hard, let's get faded, Le Meurice for like 6 days Gold bottles, scold models, spillin' Ace on my sick J's**** in Paris
I adopted these ****, Phillip Drummond 'em Now I'm bout to make them tuck they whole summer in They say I'm crazy, well, I'm 'bout to go dumb againOtis
It was all good just a week ago, **** feel theyselves And that Watch the Throne drop, **** kill themselvesH.A.M.

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