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[Intro: Sample from “Dumb Girl” by Run-D.M.C.]
I seen you jockin Jay-Z cause he got a Mercedes and you know about his ladies…
[Chorus: Sample from “Dumb Girl” by Run-D.M.C. (Jay-Z)]
I seen you Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z
Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z (Yeah, yeah!)
Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z (Yeah, Yeah!)
Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay Jockin Jay Jockin jockin Jay-Z (I’m so dope boy fresh!)
I seen you Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z
Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z (Yeah, yeah!)
Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z (Yeah, Yeah!)
Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay Jockin Jay Jockin jockin Jay-Z (I’m so dope boy fresh!)
[Verse 1]
Who’s house? Hov no doubt
‘Bout the only rapper still gettin money in the drought
I moves out, in the global, I’m a mogul
Fifty thousand feet in the air and I’m still on my mobile
Fuck talking bout the recession the shit’s depressin
I rock with Obama but I’m not a politician
And I, chill with the thugs and the gangsters too
I ain’t a blood but I’m warrin with the boys in blue
Crooked officer!!! crooked officer!!!
Why you wanna see me in a coffin sir?!
Is it against the law the way I’m flossin sir?!
Benzes, Rolls Royces and Porches, UGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!
Haters like Hov why you still talkin money shit?
Cause I like money BITCH!!!!
I like fly shit, you like gossip
I let you do you, why you ridin my tip?
[Chorus: Sample from “Dumb Girl” by Run-D.M.C. (Jay-Z)]
I seen you Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z
Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z (Yeah, yeah!)
Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z (Yeah, Yeah!)
Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay Jockin Jay Jockin jockin Jay-Z (I’m so dope boy fresh!)
I seen you Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z
Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z (Yeah, yeah!)
Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z (Yeah, Yeah!)
Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay Jockin Jay Jockin jockin Jay-Z (I’m so dope boy fresh!)
[Verse 2]
That bloke from Oasis said I couldn’t play guitar
Somebody shoulda told him I’m a fuckin rock star
[imitating “Wonderwall”] Today, is gonna be the day
That I’m gonna throw it back to yoooooou
I’m livin life as a rocker, I’m like Pimp C, pat’na
Comin down in Mercedes, peelin off on the boppers
Worldwide show, I’m comin down in a chopper
Hundred eighty-thou screamin “Hov!” with the Roc up
It’s too easy!!! I got ladies on shoulders showin me they chi-chis
I met honey at the show last year
And now I’m actin brand new like a (world premier)
Yeah, I know life ain’t fair
But chill, baby girl - MY GIRL IS HERRRE!
I got models in a mosh pit
Dancin off-beat, but they know the words to my shit!
[Chorus: Sample from “Dumb Girl” by Run-D.M.C. (Jay-Z)]
I seen you Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z
Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z (Yeah, yeah!)
Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z (Yeah, Yeah!)
Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay Jockin Jay Jockin jockin Jay-Z (I’m so dope boy fresh!)
I seen you Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z
Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z (Yeah, yeah!)
Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z (Yeah, Yeah!)
Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay Jockin Jay Jockin jockin Jay-Z (I’m so dope boy fresh!)
[Verse 3]
You ain’t gotta jock Jay-Z, jock fly shit
You ain’t gotta jock me, homey, jock my chick
Jock her cinatti, she (Body) you with her fit
No that’s not Pilates, her body is just thick
You ain’t gotta jock her nigga, jock my clique
Jock the dope boys ’cause we all tossed bricks
Federallis jock me while I’m crossin the bridge
Click, click - take a portrait of this
I ain’t no pretty boy I got a georgeous wrist
Cut handsome checks and my flow’s pretty, sick
I’m some ghetto chic, I’m where the hood and high fashion meet
Oooh wee I’m like the camouflauge Louis
How you niggas want it the tux or the toolie?!
Haters, I ain’t mad at you
If I wasn’t I probably jock me too
[Chorus: Sample from “Dumb Girl” by Run-D.M.C. (Jay-Z)]
I seen you Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z
Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z (Yeah, yeah!)
Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z (Yeah, Yeah!)
Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay Jockin Jay Jockin jockin Jay-Z (I’m so dope boy fresh!)
I seen you Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z
Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z (Yeah, yeah!)
Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay-Z Jockin Jay-Z (Yeah, Yeah!)
Jockin Jockin Jockin Jay Jockin Jay Jockin jockin Jay-Z (I’m so dope boy fresh!)
[Outro: Jay-Z]
I’m so dope boy fresh!!!!!!
[Intro: Santogold]
BROOKLYN!!! BROOKLYN!!! BROOKLYN!!! BROOKLYN!!!
BROOKLYN!!! WE GO HARD!!! WE GO HARD!!!!
[Chorus: Santogold]
Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard!!!!
Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard!!!!
Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard!!!!
Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard!!!!
Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard!!!!
Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard!!!!
Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard!!!!
Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard!!!!
[Verse One: Jay-Z]
This is black hoodie rap, there’s no fear in my eyes where they lookin at
Better look on map, Besides, mi nah like to eye fight
Mi nah think such a ting is worth a man’s life (CHRIST!!!)
But if a man test my Stuy, I promise he won’t like my reply
Boom Bye Bye like Buju I’m crucial
I’m a Brooklyn boy I may take some gettin use to
Chain snatchin, ain’t have it, gotta get it
Same shitted, from Brownsville to Bainbrididge
Fatherless child, mama put double shifts
So the number runners was the only one I hanged widith
Before you know it I’m in the game, bang fidith
Fit no orangutans piddeals ciddaps like orange’s I’m dangerous
PLEASE!!! Tell me what the name of this is
[Chorus: Santogold (Jay-Z & Santogold)]
Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard!!!!
Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard!!!!
Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard!!!!
Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard!!!!
Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard!!!! (B-R-O-O-K!!!)
Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard!!!! (L-Y-N!! COME AGAIN!!!)
Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard!!!! (B-R-O-O-K!!!)
Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard!!!! (L-Y-N!! COME AGAIN!!!)
[Verse Two: Jay-Z]
I father, I Brooklyn Dodger them
I Jack, I Rob, I sin
Awww man, I’m Jackie Robinson
Except when I run base, I dodge the pen
Lucky me, lucky we, they didn’t get me
Now when I bring the Nets I’m the Black Branch Ricky
From Brooklyn corners, burnin branches of sticky
Spread love, Biggie, Brooklyn, hippie
I pity, the fool with jewels like Mr. T
With long history in my borough, they borrow
With no intentions of returnin, tomorrow
The sun don’t come out for many, like Annie
Half orphan, mama never had an abortion
Papa sort of did, still I managed to live
I go hard, I owe it all to the crib
Now please tell me, what the fuck’s harder than this!!!!
[Chorus: Santogold (Jay-Z & Santogold)]
Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard!!!!
Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard!!!!
Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard!!!!
Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard!!!!
Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard!!!! (B-R-O-O-K!!!)
Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard!!!! (L-Y-N!! COME AGAIN!!!)
Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard!!!! (B-R-O-O-K!!!)
Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard!!!! (L-Y-N!! COME AGAIN!!!)
[Verse Three: Santogold]
While I’m doin my time due to circumstance
Cross that bridge is the consequence
Once pretend now I paid my dues
Risk takers we break the rules
Get so dark, but I see good
Bed-Stuy stay high in my neck of the woods
Now, let it ring out, it’s a warnin
(BROOK-LYN!!!) Let it be sworn in
Gotta make it stick workin like we good color
Rip it to the core, underneath it or we oughta
Right into the clip, bring it to the floor
One step one step give it up more
All this stuff and the streets are a mess
With big ass dreams and a sick death wish
Probably like the commercials says
Kill the voice screamin in my head
[Chorus: Santogold]
Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard!!!!
Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard!!!!
Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard!!!!
Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard!!!!
Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard!!!!
Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard!!!!
Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard!!!!
Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard!!!!
[Outro: Santogold]
Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard!!!!
[Chorus]
Only nigga to re-write history without a pen
No ID on the track let the story begin, begin, begin
[Verse 1]
This is anti autotune, death of the ringtone,
This ain’t for iTunes, this ain’t for sing alongs
This is Sinatra at the opera, bring a blonde
Preferably with a fat ass who can sing a song
Wrong, this ain’t politically correct
This might offend my political connects
My raps don’t have melodies
This should make niggas wanna go and commit felonies
Get your chain tooken
I may do it myself, I’m so Brooklyn
I know we facing a recession
But the music y’all making going make it the great depression
All y’all lack aggression
Put your skirt back down, grow a set man
Nigga this shit violent
This is death of autotune, moment of silence
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
This ain’t a number one record
This is practically assault with a deadly weapon
I made it just for Flex and…
… Mister Cee, I want niggas to feel threatened
Stop your bloodclot crying
The kid, the dog, everybody dying, no lying
You niggas’ jeans too tight
You colors too bright, your voice too light
I might wear black for a year straight
I might bring back Versace shades
This ain’t for z100
Ye told me to kill y’all to keep it 1 hundred
This is for Hot 97
This shit’s for Clue, for Khaled, for we the best in
Nigga this shit violent
Death of autotune, moment of silence
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
This shit need a verse from Jeezy
I might send this to the mixtape Weezy
Get somebody from BMF to talk on this
Give this to a blood, let a crip walk on it
Fifty thou’ to style on this
I just don’t need nobody to smile on this
You niggas singing too much
Get back to rap you t-paining too much
I’m a multi-millionaire
So how is it I’m still the hardest here
I don’t be in the project hallway talking about how I be in the project all day
That sound stupid to me
If you a gangsta this is how you prove it to me
Nigga just get violent
This is death of autotune moment of silence
I’m from the 80’s,
Home of the heroine,
Error of the hustlers, uh
The world is my custy
New rich porter
The way I flip quarters
Front on all these other rap artists, but me
Momma was a mink wearer, Papa ran numbers
So it’s plain to see, where my whole plan come from
American dream, I’m living the life still
The way I shine is like a zillion dollar light bill
Still I’m grinding, army jacket lining
40 below timbs on, getting my M’s on
My best friends gone, I seen bad days
Still find songs that I hear him on
Getting my Mary J. Blige Reminisce on
I hear his voice in my mind, like, nigga live on
So I get on that fly shit I been on
Spin on corners in enzo with rims on
But for info, puffin on Endo-Nesia
Give me amnesia
I ease up, that right, I’m high nigga
I want the sky,
The world when I’m done
I’m give it to my sons
Let ‘em live it up, split it up, switch it up,
Sixes kit it up, man I did it up, done
The rest of my belongings belong in the hall of fame, a list of hits next to all my names
I came, if the sky should fall
And it all goes tomorrow, and they foreclose on the house and auction off all my cars
Don’t cry for me Argentina, I mobbed the beamer
Took trips abroad, got mobbed in Sardina
In Ibiza I had pizza in the club
Ladies know I’m that guy, they wanna piece of my love
Now they wanna ya boy like Mike in his prime
Billie Jean the goddamn boy ain’t mine
And the Roc break up, had the people losing hope
Can’t lie they had Muhammad Hovi on the ropes
Now I’m back in the go mode, back in the go-go’s
Throwing the diamond up, repping the logo
Rose gold rose flow, I’m okay though
What Don’t kill me makes stronger than before so
Here we go and I’m not domino
When it all falls down, I’m like Kanye’s jaw
I might break but I don’t fold, till I hold the sky in my hand
Yeah that’s my goal
And then I bid you Freddy Adu
Prodigal Child, y’all not ready for the future
Then I disappear in the Bermuda Triangle
My name will be viewed such
Here’s to the man that refused to give up
I want the sky nigga, Chuuuuuuch
Roc-a-fella records
The imperial Skateboard P
Great Hova
Y’all already know what it is (Oh Shit!)
C’mon!
[Verse 1]
Yeah
So what if you flip a couple words
I could triple that in birds
open your mind you see the circus in the sky
I’m Ringling brothers Barnum and Bailey with the pies
No matter how you slice it I’m your motherfucking guy
Just like a B-Boy with 360 waves
Do the same with the pot, still come back beige.
Whether right or south paw, whether powder the jar
Whip it around, it still comes back hard.
So easily do I w-h-i-p
My repetition with wrists will bring you kilo biggers.
I got creole C.O. bitches for my niggas who slipped, became prisoners
Trees taped to the visitors
You already know what the business is
Unnecessary commissary, boy we live this shit
Niggas wanna bring the 80s back
It’s OK with me, that’s where they made me at
Except I don’t write on the wall
I write my name in the history books, hustling in the hall (hustling in the hall)
Nah, I don’t spin on my head
I spin work in the pots so I can spend my bread
[Chorus (Pharrell):]
And I’m getting it, I’m getting it
I ain’t talking about it, I’m living it
I’m getting it, straight getting it
Ge-ge-ge-get get get it boy
(Don’t waste you time, fighting the life stay your course, and you’ll understand)
Get it boy
[Verse]
It’s ‘87 state of mind that I’m in (mind that I’m in)
In my prime, so for that time, I’m Rakim (I’m Rakim)
If it wasn’t for the crime that I was in
But I wouldn’t be the guy whose rhymes it is that I’m in (that I’m in)
No pain, no profit, P I repeat if you show me where the pot is (pot is)
Cherry M3’s with the top back (top back)
Red and green G’s all on my hat
North beach leathers, matching Gucci sweater
Gucci sneaks on to keep my outfit together
Whatever, hundred for the diamond chain
Can’t you tell that I came from the dope game
Blame Reagan for making me into a monster
Blame Oliver North and Iran-Contra
I ran contraband that they sponsored
Before this rhyming stuff we was in concert
[Chorus (Pharrell)]
[Verse 3]
Push (push) money over broads, you got it, fuck Bush
Chef (chef), guess what I cooked
Baked a lot of bread and kept it off the books
Rockstar, look, way before the bars my picture was getting took
Feds, they like wack rappers, tried as they may, couldn’t get me on the hook
D.A. wanna indict me
Cause fish scales in my veins like a pisces
The Pyrex pot, rolled up my sleeves
Turn one into two like a Siamese
Twin when it end, I’m a stand as a man never dying on my knees
Last of a dying breed, so let the champagne pop
I partied for a while now I’m back to the block
[Chorus (Pharrell)]
I know i shouldnt’ve did that
I know its gon’ come right back
I know its gon’ destroy everything i made
Its probably gon’ get ya boy sent away
But this game I play, ain’t no way to fix it
Its inevitable that i’m-
Said where i would stop before i even started
When i get to one brick, then The Game i will depart with
Got to one brick then i looked to the sky, said
Sorry God, i lied, but give me one more try
Got to two bricks, new cars, new whips
But niggas never learn til’ they end up in the newsclip
The irony of selling drugs is sort of like i’m using it
Guess its two sides to what ’substance abuse’ is
Can’t stop, won’t stop, nigga since new shit
Brand new convertibles, i’m so ruthless
Front row, fight night-see how big my tube is?
Fuck HD, nigga see how clear my view is?
(FALLING)
But there’s a price for overdoing it
Doin’ it this big’ll put you on the map
Stick-up kids is out some tax
Plus the FBI Boys with the cameras in the back, DAMN!
I know i shouldnt’ve did that
I know its gon’ come right back
I know its gon’ destroy everything I made
Its probably gon’ get ya boy sent away
But this game I play, ain’t no way to fix it
Its inevitable -
Now you’re
(FALLING)
When you should’ve scaled back,
Now you’re
(FALLING)
Right into they lap
Falling, they applaud and they screamin’ at the screen
“Damn, you fucked up!” like your favorite movie scene
Godfather, Goodfellas, Scarface, Casino
You seen what that last run did to DeNiro
When he can’t beat the odds, can’t cheat the cards
Can’t blow too hard, life’s a deck of cards
Now you’re tumbling, its humbling, you’re falling, you’re mumbling
Under your breath like you knew this day was coming
(FALLING)
Now let’s pray that arm candy
That you left your Ex- for stay ‘down’ and come in handy
Cause come January, it gets cold
When the letters start to slow, when your commissary’s low
When your lawyer screams “Appeal!” only thinkin’ bout a bill
When your chances are nil, damn, gravity’s ill…
I know i shouldnt’ve did that
I know its gon’ come right back
I know its gon’ destroy everything i made
Its probably gon’ get ya boy sent away
But this game I play, ain’t no way to fix it
Its inevitable-
That you’re
(FALLING)
And you can’t get up
All you do is push-up, pull-up, sit-up
Locked down, the town now belongs to the Squares
Who say they won’t make the same mistakes that got you there
And ya arm candy’s sweet on ‘em
Every woman that you left for this heffa got a college degree comin’
Bad news keeps coming
Hard to keep something on your stomach
You’re sick ’bout what your life is becoming
(FALLING)
Bunch of used to’s, has been’s bragging bad ’bout all the new dudes
Talking tough on the YouTube bout what you used to do
But that’s old school to the new crew
They’re doing numbers like Sudoku
They’re the new you
And its damn near inevitable they’ll experience deja vu too
Fight, and you’ll never survive
Run, and you’ll never escape
So just fall from grace, damn….
I know i shouldnt’ve did that
I know its gon’ come right back
I know its gon’ destroy everything i made
Its probably gon’ get ya boy sent away
But this game I play, ain’t no way to fix it
Its inevitable that i’m
FALLING
Seems like I’m Falling
FALLING
Seems like i’m Falling
FALLING
Seems like I’m Falling
FALLING
Seems like i’m Falling
FALLING
Seems like I’m Falling
FALLING
Seems like i’m Falling
FALLING
Seems like I’m Falling
FALLING
Seems like i’m……
[Jay-Z:]
I got these niggas breezy, don’t worry about it
Let that bitch breathe!
I used to give a fuck, now I give a fuck less
What do I think of success
It sucks too much to stress
I guess I blew up quick, cause friends I grew up with
See me as a primi, but I’m not and my nut’s big
I don’t know what the fuss is
My career is illustrious
My rep is impeccable
I’m not to be fucked with, with shit
Let that bitch breathe!
I’m way too important to be talking extorting
Asking me for a portion is like asking me for a coffin
Broad daylight I off ya on switch
Ya not too bright, goodnight, long kiss,
Bye-bye, my reply, blah-blah
Blast burner then pass burner, to TyTy
Finish my breakfast, why?
I got an appettite for destruction and you’re a small fry
Now where was I
Let that bitch breathe!
I used to give a shit, now I don’t give a shit more
Truth be told, I had more fun when I was piss poor
I’m pissed off, is this what success all about
A bunch of niggas acting like bitches with big mouths
All this stress, all I got is this big house
Couple cars, I don’t bring half of them shits out
All this ace of spade I drank, just to piss out
I mean I like the taste, could have saved myself six hours
How many times can I go to Mr. Chow’s, Tao’s, Nobu
Hold up, let me move my bowels
I’ll shit on y’all niggas, OG tell these boys
[Juan:]
Y’all ain’t got shit on my nigga
[Jay-Z:]
I got watches I ain’t seen in months
Apartment at the Trump I only slept in it once
Nigga said Hova was over, such dummies
Even if I fell I land on a bunch of money
Y’all ain’t got nothing for me
Nas, let that bitch breathe!
[Nas:]
Success, McLaren, women starin’
My villain appearance
Sacred blood of a king
In my vein ain’t spillin’
Ghetto Othello, Sugar Hill, Romero
Camaro driven
I climax from paper then ask why is life worth livin’
Is it the hunt for the shit that you want
To receive is great but I lust giving
The best jewelers want to make my things
I make Jacob shit on Lorraine, just to make me a chain
Niggas mention of one love, came home to paper in hand
Ain’t got to brag about the feds young man
Old cribs I sold, y’all drive by like monuments
Google Earth Nas, I got flats in other continents
Worst enemies want to be my best friends
Best friends want to be enemies, like that’s what’s in
But I don’t give a fuck, walk inside the lion’s den
Take everybody’s chips, about to cash them in
Up your catalogue dog, mines worth too much
Like Mike Jack’s ATV Pub, Mottola can’t touch
Let this bitch breathe!
[Jay-Z & Nas:]
Let this bitch breathe!
It’s that Rocafella music….
Soulful…
[Chorus:]
Say hello
To the bad guy
Hello
They say I’m a bad guy
I come from the bottom
But now I’m mad fly
Say Hello
They say I’m a menace
That’s the picture they paint
Hello
They say a lot about me
Let me yell ya what I ain’t
Hello
They say I’m a bad guy
Say Hi to the bad guy
Hello
I come from the bottom
But now I’m mad fly
They say I’m a menace
That’s the picture they paint
They say a lot about me
Let me tell ya what I ain’t
Say hello
Hello
Ay, ay, ay, ay
They say a lot about me
Let me tell you what I ain’t
I ain’t playing,
Life’s short, so I aimed
I ain’t waiting for life to start portrayin’ em
Its twice as hard to get a job that’s paying
So I ain’t payin’ attention to what you saying
Rain-drops keep falling on my brain
Constant in the drop, all flames
I’m so hot even if the weather change
I don’t have no top, I’m insane
Remember darkskinned Jermaine?
Suede in the rain, I’m sorta kinda the same
Except I’m no lame and you gonna know my name
Before I go to work and feel my pain
Saying, I’m a bad guy, why’s that?
Cause when my back’s against the wall, nigga, I react
Secretly though, I know you admire that
You wish you had the balls to fire back–
Say hello, uh, uh, hello, uh. uh
You wish you had the balls to fire back
[Chorus]
I ain’t no ordinary nigga
Look around and see what ‘ordinary’ gets ya
Extraordinary figures
I’m an extra-ordinary nigga
Before my name became Jigga
Before I sang, I had that thang on sippers
Can’t complain bout what they ain’t gonna give ya
That ain’t gonna get you shit, might as well give up
Or get up, get out and get something, nigga
Get a job, my nigga, or get to dumping
Only God can judge him, only he without sin
Can tell me if my means can justify my ends
Til’ then, I’m just gonna fly in the Benz
Wire my friends through Western Union
Sssshhhh….surprising my sister, knockin’
Here comes the bad guy again!
Say hello
Uh uh
Hello
uh uh
Hello
Here comes the bad guy again
[Chorus]
We ain’t thugs for the sake of just being thugs
Nobody do that where we grew at, nigga, DUH!
The poverty line, we not above
So out come the mask and glove cause we ain’t feelin’ the love
We ain’t doing crime for the sake of doing crime
We movin’ dimes cause we ain’t doin’ fine
One out of three of us is locked up doing time
You know what that type of shit can do to a nigga mind?
My mind on my money, money on my mind
If you owe me ten dollars, you ain’t giving me nine
You all ain’t give me 40 acres and a mule
So I got my Glock 40, now I’m cool
And if Al Sharpton is speaking for me
Somebody get him the word and tell him I don’t approve
Tell him I’ll remove the curses
If you tell me our schools gonna be perfect
When Jena 6 don’t exist
Tell him that’s when I’ll stop saying bitch—BITCH!
[Chorus]
Yessir!
Just the sound of his voice is a hit!
Ya’ll niggas got me really confused out there
I make “Big Pimpin” or “Give It 2 Me”, one of those…
Ya’ll hail me as the greatest writer of the 21st Century
I make some thought-provoking shit
Ya’ll question whether he falling off
I’ma really confuse ya’ll on this one
Follow….
When them tops come down, chicks tops come down
Like when them shots come out make cops come around
When the blocks come out I can wake up a small town
Finish off the block then I make my mall rounds
When them stares get exchanged then the 5th come out
The tough guy disappears then the bitch come out
“That’s him” -I’m usually what they whisper about
Either what chick he with, or his chip amount
Cause I been doing this since CHIPS was out
Watchin’ Erik Estrada baggin’ up at the Ramada
Table full of powder, AC Broke
‘Bout to take another shower on my 25th hour
Spike Lee’s everywhere, game or the flight
You might see me anywhere, day in the life
Only thing changed the tail number on the flight
I can touch down and take off the same night
I’m so bossy
Bitch get off me
Trick get off me
You cant get shit off me
I’m so flossy
No 6-exhaust breeze
laid back, Maybach’s
Don’t even talk to me!
This is that ignorant shit you like
Nigga, fuck, shit, ass, bitch, trick, plus ice
C’mon, I got that ignorant shit you love
Nigga, fuck, shit, maricon, puta, and drugs
C’mon, I got that ignorant shit you need
Nigga, fuck, shit, ass, bitch, trick plus weed
I’m only trying to give you what you want
Nigga, fuck, shit, ass, bitch, you like it don’t front
They’re all actors
Looking at themselves in the mirror backwards
Can’t even face themselves, don’t fear no rappers
They’re all weirdos, DeNiro’s in Practice
So don’t believe everything your earlobe captures
Its mostly backwards
Unless it happens to be as accurate as me
And everything said in song you happen to see
Then actually, believe half of what you see
None of what you hear even if its spat by me
And with that said, I will kill niggas dead
Cut niggas short, give you wheels for legs
Im a K-I- double -L-E-R
See ya’ll in hell
Shoot niggas straight through the E.R.
Whoa- this ain’t B.R., no
Its S.C., C.E.O., the next Lyor?
No, the next leader of the whole free world
And the first thing i’ma do is free Sigel, GO!
Take off the cuffs, unlock the gate
Its that ignorant nigga that you love to hate
The ‘07 Ice Cube, B. Sig so rude
Tell a trick, get these nuts, eat dick like food
Now see if I care if this verse get aired
Even if you mute it the curse is there, yeah
I’m so raunchy, bitch get off me
Keep my flea collar on, you lil ticks get off me!
I missed the part where it stopped being about Imus
What do my lyrics got to do with this SHIT?
SCARFACE the movie did more than Scarface the rapper to me
Still that ain’t the blame for all the shit that’s happened to me
Are you saying what I’m spitting,
Is worse than these celebutantes showin’ they kitten, you kidding?
Lets stop the bullshittin’
Til’ we all without sin, let’s quit the pulpit-ing
SCARFACE the movie did more than Scarface the rapper to me
Still that ain’t the blame for all the shit that’s happened to me
Lets stop the bullshittin’
Til’ we all without sin, let’s quit the pulpit-ing, c’mon!
This is that ignorant shit you like
Nigga, fuck, shit, ass, bitch, trick, plus ice
C’mon, I got that ignorant shit you love
Nigga, fuck, shit, maricon, puta, and drugs
C’mon, I got that ignorant shit you need
Nigga, fuck, shit, ass, bitch, trick plus weed
I’m only trying to give you what you want
Nigga, fuck, shit, ass, bitch, you like it don’t front
Oh…
I like the party life…
Break Out The Red Lights
The city in bright lights
Welcome To The Party Life
These girls dressin’ skintight…
Welcome to the 70’s–Sweet!
Ordered some Patreezy
While talkin’ to this breezy
Brushin’ off my three-piece, I make this look too easy
So tall and lanky, my suit?
It should thank me
I make it look good to be this hood,
Meyer Lansky mixed with lucky lefty
Gangster, effortlessly
Poppa was a rolling stone-its in my ancestry
I’m in a whole ‘nother league, niggas never catch me
And I sport fly shit, I should win the ESPY
(Baby I, I said I sport fly shit, I should win the Espy….
I’m really in another league, babe…….
I got a slick mouth, you might wanna roll with me,)
I’m on her bra strap, she’s on my dick
Ain’t nothin’ wrong with that, that’s my bitch
I be the boss of that, I’m on her shit
So all you niggas fall back, I’ll split ya wig
She’s my little quarterback ….ya dig?
Cause I’m all that in the sack ….ya, ya dig?
I spoiled her
Foiled it if you fakin’, Jack
She’s used to million-dollar vacations
Fuck you all gonna do with that?
When you’re blue
You got nothin’ to do
(Ay, baby, see,….
When you’re used to Filet Mignon,)
Head into the party life
(Its kinda hard to go back to Hamburger Helper…)
If you’re feelin’ low
We got to go
(Its your choice though, baby….)
Get into the party life
Is you rollin’ rollin’ rollin’?
(Yeah, baby….)
Is you headin’ to the party life?
(Is you rollin’?
You can stall out or ball out….)
Is you rollin’ rollin’ rollin’?
Is you headin’ to the party life?
(Make a choice….
Its so gangster, baby….)
Is you rollin’ rollin’ rollin’?
Sippin’ on my vino
Got me cooler than Pacino
When DeNiro put together my real life its like CASINO
They should pay me for some B-roll
Takin’ G-strolls through the ghee-to
When rap-p-p-pid fire’s just a necessary evil
Hola Hovito’, cooler than zero
B-low fresh one blade, no chemo
Art with no easel
Please, its no equal
Ya boy’s off the wall, these other niggas is Tito
Oh…
I like the party life
The city in bright lights
These girls dressin’ skintight…
(Damn,…..
Ay baby, I said I’m, I’m Off The Wall, I’m like a…
young Michael Jackson, these other niggas is Tito….
Shout out to Randy, Real Talk!)
When you’re blue
You got nothin’ to do
(I’m gonna just let this ride out…)
Head into the party life
(I might let it ride out for like 7 minutes, you can groove to it, whatever)
If you’re feelin’ low
We got to go
(Lets two-step….aaow!)
Get into the party life
(Guru, turn the lights down, lets keep it smooth…
This that shit you roll up, like a little tight J to…
Sip ya little wine…)
Is you rollin’ rollin’ rollin’?
Is you headin’ to the party life?
Is you rollin’ rollin’ rollin’?
Is you headin’ to the party life?
(whatever your vice is, you know?
Whatever YOU like to do…get into yo’ comfort zone, baby….
Get into yo’ comfort zone…..uh huh)
When you’re blue
You got nothin’ to do
(Head into the party life…..)
Head into the party life
If you’re feelin’ low
We got to go
(I don’t even want it to stop, tho, forreal tho…)
Get into the party life
Step into my bedroom
I call it the Red room
C-cause it gets h-h-hot-t-t
I trust you gonna like it
See, why are we talkin’ all this fly shit?
C-c-c-c-cause I’m the flyest
Hovito, baby
No equal, baby
So, petite n’ gold
Let the beat go
Now I’m eatin’ gold, baby
Hovito, baby
No equal, baby
So, petite n’ gold
Let the beat go
Now can we go crazy?….
(Ooh!!!……)
When you’re blue
You got nothin’ to do
Head into the party life
If you’re feelin’ low
We got to go
Get into the party life…..
(Yo…nothin’ in the world makes me sadder than to see a lonely girl….)
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
I know what you like
Everything you love
I know what you like
Everything you love
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
I know what you like ….HOV
Baby you love ….HOV
Baby you love ….HOV
Baby you like ….HOV
Uh-
She wants that old thing back
Uh- uh- uh-
She want those Heroin tracks
She likes me
She fiends for me nightly
She leans for me
Morning she rush for my touch
This is about LUST
Cold sweats occur when I’m not with her
My presence is a must- must- must-
Bonita Applebum, i gotta put you on
If i didn’t when we cuttin’ the feeling would be too strong
In any form, I’m giving you sweet dreams
That Sugar Hill, she call me her sweet thing
That Black Rain that take away your pain
Just for one night, baby, take me in vein
Now that feelin’ got you trippin’
You no wanna feel no differently
Said lust has got you itchin’
Nose wide open and its’ drippin’ -eh -eh -eh -eh
I know what you like, i am your prescription
I’m your physician, I’m your addiction
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
I know what you like
Everything you love
I know what you like
Everything you love
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
I know what you like ….HOV
Baby you love ….HOV
Baby you love ….HOV
Baby you like ….HOV
I am so DOPE
Like Louboutin’s with the red bottoms
You gotta have ‘em, you glad you got ‘em
Like every color Giuseppe’s, your guilty pleasure is me
Its so much fun, you shun therapy
Although it never be, the feeling is fleeting
Shopping’s like coppin’, you constantly need it
I’m never around, you constantly seek it
You’ll never be down, i know where your peak is
9 1/2 weeks is better than 12-steps
I keep tryin’ to remind you to keep tellin’ yourself
Now your conscience is interfering, like “Better yourself!”
Like you better get help
But when that medicine’s felt?
We’re back together
Don’t ever leave me
Don’t ever let ‘em tell you that you’ll never need me
My China White, ’til we D.O.A.
Its Montego forever, baby, lets get away….
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
I know what you like
Everything you love
I know what you like
Everything you love
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
I know what you like ….HOV
Baby you love ….HOV
Baby you love ….HOV
Baby you like ….HOV
How could you leave me?
I thought that you needed me!
When the world got too much and you pleaded with me–
Who helped you immediately?
How speedy of me!
How could you deny me so vehemently?
Now your body is shakin’ trying to free it of me
And your soul is in control, trying to lead it from me
And your heart no longer pledge allegiance to me
Damn, I’m missing the days when you needed the D
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
I know what you like
Everything you love
I know what you like
Everything you love
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
I know what you like ….HOV
Baby you love ….HOV
Baby you love ….HOV
Baby you like ….HOV
[1st Verse:]
Sweet!
And still there’s pain
If I would have grew up to be a doctor, my nephew would have grew up to do the same
But since I grew up through the game, and my influence is the same
And my therapy is music, they ask if you ashamed
And though I wish I could separate, two things,
I cannot, so my answer to you remains
I can walk down the hall or mirrors, in Versailles
And be so satisfied when I look a myself in the eyes
No shame, no sir, just big boats and tearing the coast up
Tight coup like I’m wearing the roadster,
For any coup I’m bear hugging the holster.
[Chorus:]
Hov, alright, alright
And that may not be
What you call perfect
But, but it’s my life
The life, the life, the life
Once again it’s the life
[2nd Verse:]
So I make no apologies
Crooked policies
So a G a nigga gotta be
We playing for property, no monopoly
So I’ll pass go and let my nephew follow me
They say the child shall lead,
So I take it far as I can, and then we shall see
Shall we dance with the devil, for a beat
I pray to God I ain’t got two left feet
Do the hustle, put keys in the street
Then I’m ballroom dancing, ke-ke’ing in the suite
Sweet.
BB’s on the feet, TV’s in the seat
Enemies on the creep
It’s so corrupt
Soak it up
It’s a lesson, never fuck up
One day you’re up, next day you’re down
Long as you stay the same, it will come back around
[Chorus]
[3rd Verse:]
I’m even better, I’m eating better
Best thing about it is, my niggas eating together
With each endeavor
We reaching levels, niggas ain’t seen in like forever
I’m hyman roth I make all my partners rich
I can vouch for you, if you ain’t a part of this
So pardon me as I pave my wrist
As I parlay my chips, Hov!
Alright, alright, American Gangster, ganster, business like I’m white
But I’m not, I’m just bright
So fly with no fear of the flight
So if y’all hear my plight
And if you think you can make it this far without a fight
Couple mistakes here and there, not always right
But I’m always real, that’s how I sleep at night
[Chorus]
And the winner is Hov…my man? SPEECH!
First of all I wan’ thank my connect
The most important person with all due respect
Thanks for to duffle bag, the brown paper bag
The Nike shoe box for holding all this cash
Boys in blue who put greed before the badge
The first pusher whoever made the stash
The Roc Boys in the building tonight
Oh what a feeling I’m feeling life
Thanks to the lames, niggas bad aim
Thanks to a little change I tore you out the game
Bullet wounds will stop your bafoonery
Thanks to the pastor rapping at your eulogy
To Lil Kim and them, you know the women friend
Who, carry the work cross state for a gentlemen
Yeah, thanks to all the hustlers
And most importantly you, the customer
[Chorus: Jay-Z (Kanye West)]
The Roc Boys in the building tonight
Oh what a feeling, I’m feeling life
You don’t even gotta bring ya paper out
We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house
(We in the house, hou-, hou-)
The Roc Boys in the building tonight
Look at how I’m chilling, I’m killing this ice
You don’t even gotta bring ya purses out
We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house
(We in the house, hou-, hou-)
(We in the house, hou-, hou-, HEY)
Let ya hair down baby, I just hit a score
Pick any place on the planet, pick a shore
Take what the Forbes figure, then figure more
Cause they forgot to account what I did with the raw
Pick a time, lets pick apart some stores
Pick a weekend for freaking for figure fours
I figure frauds never hit a lick before
So they don’t know the feeling when them things get across
Put ya hand out the window, feel the force
Feel the Porsche, hit the frost
Ice cold, jewels got no flaws
Drop got no top, you on the top floor
Pink Rosay, think OJ
I get away with murder when I sling yay
Niggas got less steps then Britney
That means it ain’t stepped on, dig me?
[Chorus (with overlapping 3rd verse towards end)]
Red Porsches, rare portraits
Red glocks if you dare come near the fortress
This apple sauce is from the apple orchid
This kinda talk is only reserved for the bosses
Which means I get it from the ground
Which means you get it when I’m around
Rich niggas, black bar mitzvahs
Mazel tav, it’s a celebration bitches, la heim
I wish for you a hundred years of success but it’s my time
Cheers, toast to crime
Number one b-boy, chain nigga rhyme
[Chorus x3]
Sweet, let that ride out!
Bring the horns back in, yeah
This is black super hero music right here baby
American Gangsta
Taking flight, coming to a town near you
Soon as I touch down I just want ya’ll to start playing the horns like…
Hovies home…Lukey baby
Hahahahaha…ow!
Poor me, dad was gone, finally got my dad back
Liver bad he wouldn’t live long, they snatched my dad back
Guidance I never had that, streets was my second home
Welcomed me with open arms provided a place to crash at
A place to study math at, matter fact I learned it all
Burnt it all this music is where I bury the ashes at
Flash back not having much, not having that
Had to get some hollerest you can holla back at
Holla that my Jewish lawyer do enjoy the fruit of within my cash stack
Just in case a nigga got to use his rat-ta-ta-ta-tat
Own boss own yawt, masters, slave
The mentality I carry with me to this very day
Fuck rich let’s get wealthy who else gonna feed we
If I need it I’m gonna get it however God help me
(And I don’t need no hook for this shit!!!!)
I’m so for sure is known for sure
Stay out of trouble, momma said as momma sighs
Her fear her youngest son being victim of homocide
But I got to get you out of here momma or I’m gonna — die
Inside — and either way you lose me momma so let loose of me
I got the rain our direction’ll soon change
To live and die in N.Y. in the hustle game
Hustle cane, hustle clothes or hustle music
But hustle hard in any hustle that you pick
Skinny nigga toothpick but, but I do lift
Weight like I’m using roids Rolls Royce
Keep my movements smooth while maneuvering
Through all the manuers in the sewers that I grew up in
Choices we make trying to escape
(And I don’t need no hook for this shit!!!)
This is not for commercial usage
Please don’t categorize this is music
Please don’t compare me to other rappers
Compare me to trappers I’m more Frank Lucas than Ludacris
And Luda’s my dude I ain’t trying to diss
Like Frank Lucas is cool but I ain’t trying to snitch
I’m gonna follow the rules no matter how much time I’m gonna get
I’m gonna live and die with the decisions that I’m gonna pick
So fuck the haven for cave in, that’s why we don’t speak
Made men ain’t supposed to make statements
End of the story I followed the code cracked the safe
Other niggas ain’t in the game so they practice hate
Leave that boy Hov alone why don’t you
You don’t have to if you don’t want to but don’t say I didn’t warn you
Oh (And I don’t need no hook for this shit!!!)
[Chorus - Lil Wayne:]
Hello Brooklyn how you doing? where you going? can I come too
And if I can I’m a be your man you could be my lady
And have my baby and drive my cars and drive me crazy
Wherever you going baby girl just take me ’cause I’m so taken
If you taken I’m just sayin’ baby I’m just sayin’
[Jay-Z]
Like a momma you birth me Brooklyn you nursed me schooled me wit Hard knocks better than Berkeley
they say you murked me by the time I was 21 that shit disturbed me but you never hurt me Hello
Brooklyn if we had a daughter guess what I’m a call her Brooklyn Carter when I left you for
Virginia it didn’t offend your ’cause you no I only stepped out to get dinner and now I’m eating so
much I bought extra so much doe the dinner’s now turn in to Breakfast I only roll Lexus to Hug
your road I love your corners I’m half your soul
[Chorus - Lil Wayne]
[Lil Wayne]
Hello Brooklyn what’s your story she said she eating on the run But she ain’t “Nore”
She said she got a man but he ain’t worried but baby I’m a have to rob ‘em like “Horry” she
said She love B.I.G and she like Tupac and when I said JAY-Z she said it’s the roc but I’m a
leave it like dis like dis like that where Brooklyn at? where Brooklyn at?… Have you seen her?
and if she tell you somethin’ you better believe her she told me she like my New Orleans Demeanor
and so I said goodbye Katrina
[Hook - Lil Wayne:]
And Hello Brooklyn b-b-baby you are the sweetest thing eyes
Can see I said Hello Brooklyn but baby I hope you
you never say goodbye to me I said Hello Brooklyn b-b-Baby
you are so damn fine to me and I remember the time, place, &
The weather on the day you said hi to me
and I say hello Brooklyn
[Jay-Z]
Brooklyn you crazy look how you made me razor blades in my mouth walk around behaving all demented
black Hoodies and timberlanded always scheming you see the gleam
On that niggas pendent Hello Brooklyn you bad influence look what you had me doing but I ain’t mad
at you look at my attitude it says my life’s too real pick up my ice grill baby I’m cold as ice
like I’m from Brownsville but my Bed’s in the stuy though while I flatting your bush till we smoke a
C.I what up 2 the boy B.I you no I handle B.I I don’t have steps on the caine ask the dreads about I
how you want so she likes it hard co… so I grind slow illa den outta square mall back in the 9.0′
my find hoe we got some victims to catch so in a couple years I’m a bring you some Nets
[Chorus - Lil Wayne]
[Hook - Lil Wayne]
Dreamed of you this morning
Then came the dawn, and I thought you were here with me
If you could only see
How much i love you
That’s all that’s all that’s all baby
Oh no, I’ll never give up on you
I never felt that before
But there’s always….
That’s all that’s all…
This is the shit you dream about with the homie steamin’ out
Back-back-backing them Beemer’s out
Seems as our plans to get a grant
Then go off to college, didn’t pan or even out
We need it now, we need a town
We need a place to pitch, we need a mound
For now, I’m just a lazy boy
Big dreaming in my La-Z-Boy
In the clouds of smoke, been playin’ this Marvin
Mama forgive me, should be thinkin’ bout Harvard
But that’s too far away, niggas are starving
Ain’t nothin’ wrong with aim, just gotta change the target
I got dreams of baggin’ snidd-ow the size of pillows
I see pies everytime my eyes clidd-ose
I see rides, sixes, i gotta get those
Life’s a bitch, I hope not to make her a widow
[Chorus:]
Oh no, I’ll never give up on you
I never felt that before
Its just American dreamin’
Oh no, I’ll never give up on you
I never felt that before
Its just American dreamin’
Oh no, I’ll never give up on you
I never felt that before
American dreamin’
But there’s always….
That’s all that’s all…
Now see, the life’s right there
And it seems right there
Its not quite near,
And its not like we’re professionals movin’ the decimals
Know where to cop? Nah! got a connect? No!
Who under Heaven know how to be successful
Need a Personal Jesus, I’m in Depeche Mode
They say its celestial, its all in the stars
It’s like Tony LaRussa
On how you play your cards
You all ain’t fucking with me!
The ironies are
And at all costs better before he was bars
Now lets start, on your mark
Get set, lets go-get out the car!
Going in circles, its a vicious cycle
This is a crash course, this ain’t high school
Wake up, Muttley, you’re dreamin’ again
Your own reality show, the season begins
[Chorus]
Step One in this process, scramble up in your projects
And head to the heights where big coke is processed
You gotta convince ‘em that you not from the Precinct
Please speak slow, cause he no speakey no English
If he takes a liking after a couple of trips
If your money is straight, he’s gonna give you consignment
You’re now in a game where only time can tell
Survive the droughts, i wish you well…
Survive the droughts? I wish you well?
How sick am i? I wish you HEALTH
I wish you wheels, i wish you wealth
I wish you insight so you could see for yourself
You could see the signs, when the jackets is schemin’
And the cops is comin’, you could read they mind
You could see from behind, you could redefine
The game as we know it, one dream at a time
I’m American dreamin’
[Beyonce talking]
Delivery me from my enemies oh god
Defend me from those that rise up against me
Deliver me from the work of inequities
the savior from the blood of me
[Jay-Z - Verse one]
look, mind state of a gangster from the 40’s
meet the vicious mind of Motown’s Berry Gordy
turn crack rocks into a chain of 40/40’s
sorry my jewelery so gordy
slid into the party with my new pair of Maury’s
America meet the gangsta Shawn Corey
hey young world wanna hear a story?
close your eyes and you could pretend your me
a cut from the cloth of the Kennedy’s
Frank Sinatra having dinner with the Genovese
this is the genesis of a nemesis
mother America’s not witnessing
the Harlem renaissance birthed black businesses
this is the tale of lost innocences as the incents burn
and the turn tables turn and that Al Greens plays
i see my mother’s afro as momma taps her toes as she rolls her jays
and my poppa just left the house, in search of the killer of my Uncle Ray
and she’s trying to calm my nerves, as i observe this is just one day
and what tomorrow has in store we could never be sure so all we can do is
Pray
[Beyonce Talking]
Because of your strength
while i walked upon the
for god is my defense
[Jay-Z]
as i head towards my home room I observe the rooms though needles on the ground
I hear a car go vrooom drug dealer in the BM with the top down
as the girls start to giggle I ask why you laugh they say “you too little”
one day you’ll understand when you become a man ’bout things you have to get you
fast forward freeze frame on my pistol
fist full of dollars ignorance is so blissful
I didn’t choose this life this life chose me
around here is the shit that you just do
I just left school, the same BM is pulled over by the boys dressed blue
they had they guns drawn screaming just move
unless there something else you suggest we can do
he made his way to the trunk, opened it like a huh
a treasure chest was removed
cops said he’ll be back next month
what we call corrupt he called paying dues
now when the rules is blurred as they hears a what am I to do
but pray, pray the lord forgive me
pray guys goodbye for what I’m about go through
Pray
[Beyonce Talking]
Delivery me in thy righteousness
it cause me to escape and climb thy air until i am
Save me lord
[Jay-Z]
anyway there’s oppression the drug profession
flourishes like beverages refreshing
sweet taste of sin everything I’ve seen made me everything I am
bad drug dealer or I victim I beg
what came first moving chickens or the egg
this is why I be so fresh I’m trying to beat life
because I can’t cheat death
the truth is the shamelessness ain’t stainless is that aim this is
you know who’s game this is
move coke like Pepsi it don’t matter what the brand name is
I stand behind mine everything I do I’m a man behind mine
I’m not a angel I’m sure but every night before I lay
I drop my knees to the floor and I pray
[Beyonce Talking]
The name shall endure forever
The name shall continue as long as the sun will
Men shall be blessed in him
All nations shall call him blessed
In your name I pray
For you blessings
“Man I worked for one of the biggest companies in New York City.
He didn’t own his own company. White man owned it, so they owned him. Nobody owns me though.”
(Your gangster is not defined)
Your gangster is not defined by how low your jeans fall by your waist, but more how your genes stand over his expectations. Never forget where you came from.
(Your gangster)
Your gangster is not defined by how many rocks are in your watch, but rather how many rocks you move while on your watch.
(Gangsters, hustlers, republicans, democrats, pimps and hoes.)
Conservatives, labor, the seller, the buyer, the product, the producer.
(See you are what you are in this world.)
The gangster is absorbed and adored by those that don’t understand the laws that govern gangsterment.
(Gangsterment)
Gangsterment allows you to make up your own laws and create brand new words.
Gangster mentality.
(Gangster mentality, an American way created by the white, mastered by the black, and absorbed by the fiends, taxed by the governmentality, charted by
forbes. If you believe in Jay-Z then you too can be a gangster.)
The you too can be a gangster by any means necessary. By any means necessary, by owning that dream. I mean it’s a long walk to freedom but, while deep,
deep, deep inside the bush.
(The war on terror screams, damn it feels good)
Damn it feels good to be a gangster.
(To be a gangster swagger is not a must, it’s a liability, a cliche, a bad suit, cut the bullshit. You know if it wasn’t for this, there would be no that.)
Which we call, the American Gangster.
How many souls will it take
How many necks will you break
I say, how many bones can I waste
In that little old shape
I say, hey, I’m sober from a bar
But you don’t drive me
Showed you my car
But I don’t drive
Let me get away
On a holiday
We could, tire the ones we know
Gonna tie right on
I say, hey, I’m sober from a bar
But you don’t drive me
Show you my car
But I don’t drive
Tell the idiot yeah
Running down my back
We could, see the devils in town
Like the slow fall down
I say, hey, I’m sober from a bar
But you don’t drive me
I showed you my car
But I don’t drive
I said, hey, I’m taken it back
Like you don’t know
You drove me away
When you don’t know
Let me get away
On a holiday
We could, tire the ones we know
Gonna tie right on
I say, hey, I’m sober from a bar
But you don’t drive me
Show you my car
But I don’t drive
Find yourself a new frontier
Cause life is going, going gone
Fly yourself away from here into the clear
Before it’s going, going, gone
Say it loud and in the light
For it’s going, going gone
Shake the hands, the hands that pick,
pick the fight
Cause life is going, going gone
Yes I’ll find you and cut you down
Friends and neighbours, sleepy town
If you wake up before the blow
Pick your face up
We come, we go
We live until we live no more
Travel with the dead black eye
Before it’s come and come and gone
Cradles and rocking chairs beneath the light
Before it’s come and come and gone
Yes I’ll find you and cut you down
Friends and neighbours, sleepy town
If you wake up before the blow
Pick your face up
We come, and go
We come and go, go
We come and go, go
I’m on the corner, waiting for a light to come on,
That’s when I know that you’re alone
It’s cold in the desert, water never sees the ground
Special unspoken without sound
You told me you loved me, that I’d never die alone
Hand over your heart, let’s go home
Everyone noticed, everyone has seen the signs
I’ve always been known to cross lines
I’ve never ever cried when I was feeling down
I’ve always been scared of the sound
Jesus don’t love me, no one ever carried my load
I’m too young to feel this old
Is it you, is it me
Or does nobody know, nobody see
Nobody but me
Taking to the floor with the wheel to the sky
I loosen my tie, I loosen my tie
Locking down the door with the rhythm and rhyme
I loosen my tie, I loosen my tie
Trying to recall what you want me to say
I shake your way, I shake your way
Counting on the night for a beautiful day
I shake your way, I shake your way
And I say you can’t get enough
No you can’t get enough
Given a chance, I’m gonna be somebody
If for one dance, I’m gonna be somebody
Open the door, it’s gonna make you love me
Facing the floor, I’m gonna be somebody
Now is your time and you know where you stand
With a gun in your hand, with a gun in your hand
Now I’m no longer an ordinary man
Was this your big plan, your gun in your hand
And I say you can’t get enough
No you can’t get enough
Given a chance, I’m gonna be somebody
If for one dance, I’m gonna be somebody
Open the door, it’s gonna make you love me
Facing the floor, I’m gonna be somebody
Be somebody
Be somebody
Degrade me, my purpose
Bury me beneath the surface
I’m scratching, I’m clawing
Trying hard to make them pay
Can’t stand me, beside me
Kid you not, your kiss sure killed me
The cold of my barrel
Never sees the light of day
Call me, call me, you could only hurt the story
Call me, call me, I’ll be there to shine a light
The smell on the speakers
Sweaty ballroom dancing fever
They gather in numbers
Ever for a closer view
The cease fire the weaker
Hair so red I couldn’t keep her
The dogs hound the neighbours
Everything was blown away
Call me, call me, you could only hurt the story
Call me, call me, I’ll be there to shine a light
Machine, machines, point me to the nearest party
You’ll see, you’ll see, baby it’s the only way
Call me, call me, you could only
Call me, call me, I’ll be there
Machines, machines, point me to the nearest party
Get back on track, pick me up some bottles of booze
Fickle freshman, probably thinks he’s cooler than you
A hay ride at 5, everybody’s coming around
So go press your skirt, word is there’s a new girl in town
I call shotgun, you can play your RnB tunes
The fellowship time, it always comes a little too soon
The land of the creeps, freshened up and babyfaced shame
Put your eyes on me, and I know a place where we can get away
To say I want you, just ‘zactly like I used to
‘Cause baby this is only bringing me down
Homeboy’s so proud, he finally got the video proof
The night vision shows she was only ducking the truth
It’s heavy I know, the black guy with the gift down below
A choke and a gag, she spit up and came back for more
And said I want you, just ‘zactly like i used to
And baby this is only bringing me down
She said I want you
I want you, just ‘zactly like i used to
And baby this is only bringing me down
I said I want you, just ‘zactly like i used to
And baby this is only bringing me down
I got a notion that says it doesn’t feel right
Got the answer in your story today
You gave me a sign that didn’t feel right
So don’t knock it, don’t knock it, you been here before
So don’t knock it, don’t knock it, you been here before
I just wanted to know if i could go home
Been rambling day after day
Everyone says they don’t know
So don’t knock it, don’t knock it, you been there before
So don’t knock it, don’t knock it, you been there before
I got a notion that says it doesn’t feel right
I just wanted to know if i could go home
So don’t knock it, don’t knock it, you been there before
So don’t knock it, don’t knock it, you been there before
Oh she’s only seventeen
Whine whine whine, weep over everything
Bloody Mary breakfast busting up the street
Brothers fighting, when’s the baby gonna sleep
Heaving ship too sails away
Said it’s a culmination of a story and a goodbye session
It’s a tick of our time and the tic in her head that made me feel so strange
So I could call you baby, I could call you, dammit, it’s a one in a million
Oh it’s the rolling of your Spanish tongue that made me wanna stay
Oh she’s only seventeen
Whine whine whine, weep over everything
Bloody Mary breakfast busting up the street
Brothers fighting, when’s the baby gonna sleep
Heaving ship too sails away
Said it’s a culmination of a story and a goodbye session
It’s a tick of our time and the tic in her head that made me feel so strange
Said I could call you baby, I could call you, dammit, it’s a one in a million
Oh it’s the rolling of her Spanish tongue that made me wanna stay
I could call you baby, I could call you, dammit, it’s a one in a million
Oh it’s the rolling of your Spanish tongue that made me wanna stay
What a night for a dance, you know I’m a dancing machine
With the fire in my bones
And the sweet taste of kerosene
I get lost in the night so high don’t wanna come down
To face the loss of the good thing that I have found
Woo hoo hoooo
Woo hoo hoooo
In the dark of the night I can hear you calling my name
With the hardest of hearts, I still feel full of pain
So I drink and I smoke and I ask you if your ever around
even though it was me who drove us right into the ground
See the time we shared it was precious to me
But all the while I was dreaming of revelry
Gonna run baby run like a stream down a mountainside
With the wind in my back I wont ever even bat an eye
Just know it was you all along that had a hold of my heart
But the demon in me was a best friend from the start
So the time we shared it was precious to me
All the while I was dreaming of revelry
Dreaming of revelry
And I told myself oh the way you go it rained so hard it felt like snow
Everything came tumbling down on me
In the back of the woods, in the dark of the night
Palest pale of the old moonlight
Everythings just felt so incomplete
Dreaming of revelry [x4]
I like to dance all night,
summons the day,
but that’s how I play,
yeah that’s how I play,
I said who are you?
don’t matter who you are,
so we dance all night,
and dance all day
I say,
I say
We’re gonna fuel the fire,
gonna stoke it up,
we’re gonna sip this wine,
and pass the cup,
who needs avenues,
who needs reservoirs,
we’re gonna show this town,
how to kiss these stars
I say,
I say
We’re gonna hunt the kill,
gonna skin the hide
a yelp and scream,
and away I ride,
and every drop that spills,
on every plot of ground,
it’s all for you,
for what you’ve found
I say,
I say,
I say,
I say
It’s gonna take your head,
and gonna drive you home,
It’s gonna keep on, keep on, keep on,
and then forever roam
I’ve been roaming around
Always looking down at all I see
Painted faces, fill the places I cant reach
You know that I could use somebody
You know that I could use somebody
Someone like you, And all you know, And how you speak
Countless lovers under cover of the street
You know that I could use somebody
You know that I could use somebody
Someone like you
Off in the night, while you live it up, I’m off to sleep
Waging wars to shape the poet and the beat
I hope it’s gonna make you notice
I hope it’s gonna make you notice
Someone like me
Someone like me
Someone like me, somebody
Someone like you, somebody
Someone like you, somebody
Someone like you, somebody
I’ve been roaming around,
Always looking down at all I see
Lay where you’re laying
Don’t make a sound
I know they’re watching
They’re watching
All the commotion
the kiddie like play
Has people talking
Talking
You
Your sex is on fire
The dark of the alley
The break of the day
Head while I’m driving
I’m driving
Soft lips are open
Them knuckles are pale
Feels like you’re dying
You’re dying
You
Your sex is on fire
Consumed
With what’s just transpired
Hot as a fever
Rattling bones
I could just taste it
Taste it
But it’s not forever
But it’s just tonight
Oh we’re still the greatest
The greatest
The greatest
You
your sex is on fire
You
Your sex is on fire
Consumed
With what’s just transpired
And You
Your sex is on fire
Consumed
With what’s just transpired