Music Monday: Kanye West's "No More Parties In L.A."

While we may not completely back the sentiment - hey, we love a good party - No More Parties in L.A. is a tune we can most certainly get behind.

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Take note of our five favorite, most incontrovertibly Kanye lyrics below, and settle in for a reminder as to why such a ridiculous human being as Yeezy has been able to stick around for so long.

Hey baby you forgot your Ray Bans
And my sheets still orange from your spray tan

A backpack nigga with luxury taste buds
And the Louis Vuitton store, got all of my pay stubs

My psychiatrist got kids that I inspired

Every agent I know know I hate agents
I'm too black, I'm too vocal, I'm too flagrant

Pink fur got Nori dressing like Cam, thank God for me
Whole family gettin' money, thank God for E!

[Photo via @KimKardashian]