None of y'all motherfuckers here with no Instagram, nobody living, nobody at, and I don't want to hear shit from...
none of these nigga -- Jewish niggas -- talking about, "oh, he's in an episode"
Harley Pasternak, followed me to the fucking hotel.
That nigga k-kill Aaron Carter
and now they acting like they won't kill, clear the Backstreet Boys sample.
You get what I'm saying? Harley Pasternak, "pusha", your trainer. Harley Pasternak, Jay-Z.
You get what I'm saying? And then niggas be hanging around these niggas jus' (or jeff?) for the money on some Mike Rubin shit.
Slap the shit out of Mike Rubin, [if] I see that nigga. [*audience claps*]
You know what I'm saying? It's like, yo, Fuck--fuck these niggas, bro. Fuck these niggas, [camera slides to the lady recording it with a wide-eyed amazed face]
they... You know what I'm saying? [*some in crowd continues to clap and cheer*]
I'm on my Farrakhan Don shit right now, bro. Because guess what? These Yeezys gonna sell. ["yeah" spoken from crowd-member behind the camera]
They sabotaged the show today. They sabotaged the Instagram. They cut off the fucking Adidas contract. [loud vocalization from member of the crowd]
They did all the shit. Then they want to go get "light-skinned Ye". You gotta (or "can"?) understand.
That's Jerry. His real name is "light-skinned Ye", bro. Deadass, he told me that was his name. It was "light-skinned Ye".
They want the light-skinned version. [slides back to recording lady]
They want a George Floyd. They want a Virgil.
Then like, they don't let me speak at a—sshh— funeral. I saw two, three, fo’, fi’ white people not let me speak at ferder(?).
None of y'all niggas and Drake, nigga. [some female voice from crowd loudly, nearly shouting, something like “because you right”, prompting Kanye to hold up his hand at the lady voice]
Hold on, hold on. Be quiet while I'm talking, baby. [crowd shushes]
Drake, I love you. I'm going to get the tattoo.
But any of y'all niggas [some alert sound on recording phone] Trayl(?), Drake, whoever, y'all gotta show up. And don't tell me I'm talking crazy.
Y'all nigga, I'm motherfucking — Pharrell and me. [same interrupting lady as before] Hey, come on.
Me, Pharrell, we broke down this door. We all in this shit together. We all in this shit together. And we all dealing with.. [crowd claps and cheers] a lotta. [Some lady voice from the crowd saying “Farrakhan Don”] We all — And what I’m tellin’ you,
a lot of people have shit to say about my Jewish comments, [another phone alert sound] but ain't nobody in this motherfucking room and none of y'all entertainer niggas ever said nothing when I was praying to see my kids. One of the last days.
Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh… uhh. (That’s five “uhh’s) what's my nigga that got fucking locked up for the mega salad(?) shit? [asking someone off camera]
Oh, Tori [Lanez]. Okay, look. So Tori Lanez called me. We were saying prayers. We were saying prayers on the phone together.
And I prayed, that day. And y'all saw that shit. And y'all saw when I couldn't see my kids, when I couldn't see Chicago too.
All y'all niggas on Instagram gots some shit to say. Y'all niggas saw that shit. Don't tell me about my fucking political opinion.
I made more money to show you that money ain't nothing. It's our money, nigga. It's our country, nigga.
It's all [phone alert sound] he stole it from [unintelligible] just pyramids nigga it's pyramids it's st louis and again missouri they stole it! all this shit…
america, just the latest bitch that been ran through so many times.
the greeks hit her. Mansa Musa(?) hit her.
we had her, the indians and shit, the motherfucking… the motherfucking pilgrims, it's the jewish niggas.
they dress the same nigga. it's the same shit.
that's the story, they put it in the school, The Rothschilds. They did th—
i know jay-z, back here like, “oh this nigga gonna die, now”
i've been here for a year, my nigga.
they can’t. fucking. touch. me. why? [crowd agreeing]
Cause god cover me. He cover me. And guess what, Trump?
We ain't giving you support, [un]less you get Larry out (referring to Larry Kudlow, jewish director of the national economic council under president Trump, or Larry Fink, jewish CEO of BlackRock possibly). Unless you get Jeff out (unclear what “Jeff” he is referring to, possibly Bezos? Maybe Washington post coverage? Or dated reference to Jeff Sessions, not jewish). [crowd loud shouting[
You understand what I'm saying? Because you niggas, y'all politicians, think y'all gonna just get our shit for free.
All of a sudden, nigga, because you got a mugshot, you with us now? [lady saying something like “it’s not true” or “it’s so true”, likely drunk]
No, nigga. No, what you gonna do for us? [phone alert] What they gonna do for us?
Y'all niggas done voted Democrat all these motherfucking times.
Y'all niggas show up at the LV show (possibly referring to the Luis Vuitton fashion show, with annoying nigger pharrell williams, a nigger with hats and like forced ‘happy’ overplayed song, designed to demoralize and humiliate whites)
These niggas is colonizers, nigga. The French own 80% of the banks in Africa, nigga. [crowd murmuring agreement]
That's why I just met with MBS, nigga (Mohammed bin Salman Al Saud — Crown Prince of Saudi Arabia). Head of Saudi, nigga.
We don't have to bow to this shit, nigga.
Okay, it's 60 million of us in America, 60 million Jews in the world (actually estimated 16.2 million jews in the world, possibly said or meant to say 16). 50% of our deaths is abortion. 25% of us go to prison.
Raise one hand if you don't know one nigga’d(?) in prison (niggers in jail no way), one nigga [that] got locked up, and one nigga poor. [crowd amazed, then agrees] Wait.
Raise your hand if you don't know, [phone alert], don’t know one person got abortion.
Now, I'll tell you, if it was in a Jewish — mother on Friday with no fucking — everybody’d raise their hands.
So, but w[ait]—w[ait]—wait a second. [some interrupting, probably drunk, lady] But who got, but w[ait]—wait a second. Who make the hospitals though? Who got the hospitals? [crowd murmuring agreement] He's a Zionist, nigga (unclear who is being referred to).
This is what I'm trying to tell you. Jesus Christ, Hitler, Ye.
Third party. Sponsor that, nigga. Bring your sponsorships to that. Because there's going to be some niggas that feel exactly like me. I don't give a fuck, nigga.
I’m seventh —I don't give a fuck about life or death. I get visitation with my kids. I ain't got no say so(?).
You niggas walk around like, look, like soccer players — they don't even fucking know. They don't even know they god — their dad. They see me come play one on nobody. [lady crowd says “they still feel you though” and claps]
They[‘ll](?) feel me, but they trying to program me.
The head of Louis Vuitton, Bernard Arnault, fuck you. Alexander Arnault, fuck you. Francois Pinault, fuck you. Dimna, fuck you. Fuck Balenciaga. Uh, Fuck Cedric from Balenciaga.
[Lady on camera cuts to her saying “buy the yeezy pods, buy the yeezy pods”]
Fuck Gap. And fuck Adidas, nigga. All you niggas is like fuckin’ still wearin’ Adidas.
[crowd shouting growing louder]
Nigga, “don’t say mean shit”(?) Nigga, I’m by myself [voice emotional cracking] in this motherfuckin’ room, nigga.
Everybody shut the fuck up. [phone alert]
Hey, shut the fuck up. Let me tell you something right now.
Just this fact that you ain't listening to me. It’s it(?). Ain't none of y'all niggas with me? I'm by my fucking self. Cause ain't none of y'all niggas stand up for me.
And nobody — [woman shouting “you and god nigga”(?)] stop. Shut up. Be quiet before you get… exiled. Like, next, that's what I'm saying is. Nobody with me. Everybody here.
Have a motherfucker's on the check. Half the motherfuckers just here like, ha ha, laughing at jokes, laughing at the raps and shit.
Nigga, I made these beats in my mama's basement. I drew these motherfucking shoes since I was in seventh grade. Nigga.
Because when I asked, “nigga [phone alert] step up now”, what nigga stepped up? Not one nigga stepped up. [some lady stands up, says “I ain’t afraid to stand up”, puts her hand on Kanye, then says “I ain’t afraid to stand up for you”. “Yeah” from a man’s voice behind the camera]
You know what I'm saying? That's what I'm saying. None of the famous niggas.
Mav Carter sold me out. You get what I'm saying?
Nobody fucking said, “y’all saw me — see my kids”.
All [of] y'all rich niggas got y'all kids in that Zionist school. Fuck Sierra Canyon.
My daughter ripped up the motherfucking couches in the house to be able to be with me right now.
Y'all don't know what's going on. For real. Where y'all Tik-Tok-ing and all that shit. Y'all put up with all that shit.
I don't give a fuck, nigga, I’m in [tu]pac — I'm in Vegas — like [tu]pac. My daughter had the Tupac fucking t-shirt. So I'm saying, witness this shit. Visit this shit. But I don't believe [phone alert] in nobody but me, nigga.
I don't give a fuck. Y'all ain't got to say we with you. You're not with me. [crowd protests] No one's with me because no one's really with me. It's just me and God. [crowd agrees] That's what I'm saying. And I'm still alive. [“Let’s go!” from man in crowd, crowd shouting cheers, lady in crowd behind the camera, “I’m with you. I’ll be with you”(?).]
You ain't post. You ain’t wit[h] me. You ain't post. When I couldn’t see my kids, you ain't post. Y'all didn’t stop the Adidas shit. Y'all niggas let Adidas crash the richest nigga of all time. [crowd protest, “ya’ll know I did”, “I did”. Woman that touched kanye’s shoulder says something about Adidas]
Wait a second. I put up one tweet. [phone alert sound] And then Ari Emanuel put, “oh, we got to drop this nigga”. And y’all niggas just watched.
The only nigga that had the Trump hat. The only nigga that went and got them billions. The only nigga that's breaking through all kinds of ideas and fashion.
I've been called a faggot so many times for tight jeans. You know what I'm saying? [likely drunk lady from crowd says “god damn” or “fuck them”] I got niggas from Chicago, that I take care, of that's still trying to sell me. Tryina say “I can't go to motherfucking… GD”. (Likely referencing: “GD (Gangster Disciple) is a street gang that originated in Chicago, and their influence can be seen in the music of many rappers who claim to be affiliated with the gang.”) Nigga, I-been in (meant to say “with”?) way bigger folks than you, nigga.
You niggas don't take care of me, nigga. Who you… [woman interrupts from crowd, “right now, you don’t think between [unintelligble] and god”] Who you…Shut up. Hod (hold) on, hod (hold) on. Who you think the old man called? [woman in crowd: “You.”]
We're going to put Drake on stage. Who the old man called? [woman in crowd: “You.”]
You know what I'm saying?
[woman in crowd: “Because God put you in position.”]
Nigga, cause I had a car, nigga. Fuck everybody, nigga.
[Woman that put her hand on kanye earlier, “You're the biggest vessel(?)”].
That's what I'm trying to say to you niggas right fucking now, nigga.
This is what y'all been waiting for. Drake, this is whatcha’ll been waiting for. This is what you been waiting for. Jay-Z, this is what you been waiting for. Kim, this is what you been waiting for. All you niggas. (Self conscious reference to this possibly being another wave of kike canceling for (((anti-semitism))) )
Look, let me tell you something. This is the way the world works. Period.
These/beesh(?)—[woman from crowd interrupting: “God is using him right now”]
Okay, be quiet for a second, not screw [me] up for a second. [Crowd laughs. Woman that is interrupting, “I’m sorry. I love you, though, okay.]
No, you gotta — get her(?) (talking to security maybe?) [man off camera: “I need you to stop. Sorry. Calm down. Please.”] God—God runs the world.
Then under the—that, you got.. thousand-year-old families, Medici.
Under that, you have the Vatican, the Pope.
Under that, you have the financial groups that control all your shit. BlackRock. Vanguard.
After that, you have Putin. You have Trump. You have all this shit.
And after that, you got what all this shit is. Entertainment. Hollywood. Take that. Run that back. Run in[to(?)] schools.
What— it— I’m going to give y'all one last thing before I go. [man muttering, probably to the interrupting woman saying “it’s a(?) sermon, it’s a(?) sermon”. crowd widely shushes]
When I first put the tweet up, I was dealing with a divorce lawyer. And… [crowd shushes] I explained to the lawyer what my issue was. And his response was to me, “if you keep up this anti-Semitic rhetoric, then you won't see your kids”.
A nigga I knew said I couldn't have an opinion or I wouldn't see my kids.
Y'all know who y'all fucking playin’ wit’? This is a vessel of God. He gonna burn all your shit down. I swear.
I knew these niggas was trying to make surviving Ye’s, surviving this shit. That's why I sent it up while I was still in the high schools.
Bill Cosby couldn't do shit by the time they got him. R. Kelly couldn't do shit by the time they got him. That's why I had to send it up. Because the same niggas that made him rich, the same niggas doing the documentary.
And fuck Coodie (Coodie Simmons (born January 18, 1971) , director of “Jeen-yuhs: A Kanye Trilogy” on Netflix), fuck you, because everybody saw that third episode (likely referring to the third episode of the aforementioned trilogy).
That's what the whole shit was about. [interrupting woman off camera: “Period.”]
Me selling opioids. I'm not even bipolar and I got signs of autism from the accident.
They're going to hit me with a fucking medication. How about selling opioids, for them?
They made me the face of bipo[lar] — Okay, nigga, Big Pharma, wh—where my royalties, nigga?
A lot of fucking drugs you done saw off of the idea of Ye — being bipolar.
[Woman interrupting, “[unintelligible] do this.” Man off camera: “Don't say shit right now.” Woman: “Yeah.”] You know what I'm saying? [Woman interrupting: “Thing for me is so crazy because he’s famous.”, pleading. Crowd shushes, phone alert noise, man saying “why you”(?), interrupting woman saying, “I’m just saying, they…”] Take her out, take her out, take her out. [man off camera, “Yeah, come on, you gotta go, I’m sorry. I’m sorry, come on, ready.” Woman: “I’m just saying… I was” Crowd shushing. Man: “I understand. Come on.” Woman: “who are you”] Nigga take —go.