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The Blueprint
by Jay-z
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3.3351
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3.2900
The Blueprint Lyrics
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- [Jay-Z]
- Uh-huh uhh, uhh, uh-uhh
- Uh-huh uhh, uhh, uhh
- Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!
- I, am, back, niggaz
- Ha ha ha ha ha.. uh-oh, uh-oh - whoo!
- Ladies and gentlemen.. H, to the Izzo
- I wanna thank everybody out there for they purchase
- I surely appreciate it - whoo!
- What you about to witness is my thoughts
- Just my thoughts man - right or wrong
- Just what I was feeling at the time, uhh
- You ever felt like this, you vibe with me
- Walk with a nigga man - just vibe with me
- Yo, gather round hustlers that's if you still livin
- And get on down, to that ol' Jig rhythm
- Here's a couple of jewels to help you get through your bid in prison
- A ribbon in the sky, keep your head high
- I, Young 'Vito, voice of the young people
- Mouthpiece for hustlers I'm back motherfuckers
- Your reign on the top was shorter than leprechauns
- Y'all can't fuck with Hov', what type of X y'all on?
- I got great lawyers for cops so dress warm
- Charges don't stick to dude he's teflon
- I'm too sexy for jail like I'm Right Said Fred
- I'm not guilty, now GIMME back my bread
- Mr. District Attorney I'm not sure if they told you
- I'm on TV every day, where the fuck could I go to
- plus - Hov' don't run, Hov' stand and fight
- Hov's a soldier, Hov' been fightin all his life so
- What could you do to me? It's not new to me
- Sue me; fuck you - what's a couple dollars to me?
- But you will respect me, simple as that
- Or I got no problem goin back
- I'm representin for the seat where Rosa Parks sat
- Where Malcolm X was shot, where Martin Luther was popped
- So off we go, let the trumpets blow
- And hold on, because the driver of the mission is a pro
- The ruler's back
- Uhh, uh-huh uhh uhh
- I, am, BACK, niggaz - whoo! whoo! whoo! whoo!
- Yeah, yeah, yeah
- Turn the motherfuckin music up
- The ruler's back
- I, am, back, niggaz
- Yeah, geah, yeah, geah, yeah, geah, yeah
- Well in these times, well at least to me
- There's a lot of rappers out there tryin to sound like Jay-Z
- I'll help you out, here's what you do
- You gonna need a wide lens cause that's a VERR' big shoe
- And you got a couple of +Beans+ and you don't have a +Clue+?
- You situation is +Bleek+, I'ma keep it +Rell+ cause
- Fuckin with me, you gotta drop +Amil+
- Cause if you gonna cop somethin you gotta cop f'real
- Don't only talk it, walk like it - from the Bricks to the booth
- I can predict the future like Cleo the psychic
- You can't date skills and wife it (uh-uh)
- And you can't sell me bullshit, we know the prices
- So what your life is? We gon' roll
- 'til the wheels fall off, y'all muh'fuckers check the tires
- Off we go, let the trumpets blow
- And hold on, because the driver of that Bentley is a pro
- The ruler's back
- Uhh, uhh
- I, am, back, niggaz
- Feels good! Ha
- Pah, holla at me!
- The ruler's back
- Yeah.. whoo!
- Yeah.. yeah.. yeah..
- Now bounce, c'mon, bounce
- Uhh, whoo! Whoo!
- Bounce, c'mon, bounce
- Uhh, uhh, yeah, yeah
- Bounce, c'mon, bounce
- Uhh, yeah, just my thoughts ladies and gentlemen
- Just what I'm feelin at the time, you know what I mean?
- Knahmean? {*music fades w/ ad libs*}
- [Jay-Z]
- R.O.C., we runnin this rap shit
- Memphis Bleek, we runnin this rap shit
- B. Mac, we runnin this rap shit
- Freeway, we run this rap shit
- O & Sparks, we runnin this rap shit
- Chris & Neef, we runnin this rap shit
- The takeover, the break's over nigga
- God MC, me, Jay-Hova
- Hey lil' soldier you ain't ready for war
- R.O.C. too strong for y'all
- It's like bringin a knife to a gunfight, pen to a test
- Your chest in the line of fire witcha thin-ass vest
- You bringin them Boyz II Men, HOW them boys gon' win?
- This is grown man B.I., get you rolled into triage
- Beatch - your reach ain't long enough, dunny
- Your peeps ain't strong enough, fucka
- Roc-A-Fella is the army, better yet the navy
- Niggaz'll kidnap your babies, spit at your lady
- We bring - knife to fistfight, kill your drama
- Uh, we kill you motherfuckin ants with a sledgehammer
- Don't let me do it to you dunny cause I overdo it
- So you won't confuse it with just rap music
- R.O.C., we runnin this rap shit
- M-Easy, we runnin this rap shit
- The Broad Street Bully, we runnin this rap shit
- Get zipped up in plastic when it happens that's it
- Freeway, we runnin this rap shit
- O & Sparks, we runnin this rap shit
- Chris & Neef, we runnin this rap shit
- {*";Watch out!! We run New York"; -> KRS-One*}
- I don't care if you Mobb Deep, I hold triggers to crews
- You little FUCK, I've got money stacks bigger than you
- When I was pushin weight, back in eighty-eight
- you was a ballerina I got your pictures I seen ya
- Then you dropped ";Shook Ones,"; switch your demeanor
- Well - we don't believe you, you need more people
- Roc-A-Fella, students of the game, we passed the classes
- Nobody can read you dudes like we do
- Don't let 'em gas you like Jigga is ass and won't clap you
- Trust me on this one - I'll detach you
- Mind from spirit, body from soul
- They'll have to hold a mass, put your body in a hole
- No, you're not on my level get your brakes tweaked
- I sold what ya whole album sold in my first week
- You guys don't want it with Hov'
- Ask Nas, he don't want it with Hov', nooooo!
- R.O.C., we runnin this rap shit
- B. Sigel, we runnin this rap shit
- M-Easy, we runnin this rap shit
- Get zipped up in plastic when it happens that's it
- O & Sparks, we runnin this rap shit
- Freeway, we run this rap shit
- Chris & Neef, we runnin this rap shit
- {*";Watch out!! We run New York"; -> KRS-One*}
- I know you missin all the - FAAAAAAAME!
- But along with celebrity comes bout seventy shots to your frame
- Nigga; you a - LAAAAAAAME!
- Youse the fag model for Karl Kani/Esco ads
- Went from, Nasty Nas to Esco's trash
- Had a spark when you started but now you're just garbage
- Fell from top ten to not mentioned at all
- to your bodyguard's ";Oochie Wally"; verse better than yours
- Matter fact you had the worst flow on the whole fuckin song
- but I know - the sun don't shine, then son don't shine
- That's why your - LAAAAAAAME! - career come to a end
- There's only so long fake thugs can pretend
- Nigga; you ain't live it you witnessed it from your folks pad
- You scribbled in your notepad and created your life
- I showed you your first tec on tour with Large Professor
- (Me, that's who!) Then I heard your album bout your tec on the dresser
- So yeah I sampled your voice, you was usin it wrong
- You made it a hot line, I made it a hot song
- And you ain't get a coin nigga you was gettin fucked and
- I know who I paid God, Serchlite Publishing
- Use your - BRAAAAAAAIN! You said you been in this ten
- I've been in it five - smarten up Nas
- Four albums in ten years nigga? I can divide
- That's one every let's say two, two of them shits was due
- One was - NAHHH, the other was ";Illmatic";
- That's a one hot album every ten year average
- And that's so - LAAAAAAAME! Nigga switch up your flow
- Your shit is garbage, but you try and kick knowledge?
- (Get the fuck outta here) You niggaz gon' learn to respect the king
- Don't be the next contestant on that Summer Jam screen
- Because you know who (who) did you know what (what)
- with you know who (yeah) but just keep that between me and you for now
- R.O.C., we runnin this rap shit
- M-Easy, we runnin this rap shit
- The Broad Street Bully, we runnin this rap shit
- Get zipped up in plastic when it happens that's it
- Freeway, we run this rap shit
- O & Sparks, we runnin this rap shit
- Chris & Neef, we runnin this rap shit
- {*";Watch out!! We run New York"; -> KRS-One*}
- A wise man told me don't argue with fools
- Cause people from a distance can't tell who is who
- So stop with that childish shit, nigga I'm grown
- Please leave it alone - don't throw rocks at the throne
- Do not bark up that tree, that tree will fall on you
- I don't know why your advisors ain't forewarn you
- Please, not Jay, he's, not for play
- I don't slack a minute, all that thug rappin and gimmicks
- I will end it, all that yappin be finished
- You are not deep, you made your bed now sleep
- Don't make me expose you to them folks that don't know you
- Nigga I know you well, all the stolen jew-els
- Twinkletoes you breakin my heart
- You can't fuck with me - go play somewhere, I'm busy
- And all you other cats throwin shots at Jigga
- You only get half a bar - fuck y'all niggaz
- [Jay-Z]
- Course I love you.. I love all y'all
- Hehehe, hehehe, f'real
- [Biz] I love girls, girls, girls, girls
- Girls, I do adore
- [Jay] Yo put your number on this paper cause I would love to date ya
- Holla at ya when I come off tour, yeah
- [Jay-Z]
- I got this Spanish chica, she don't like me to roam
- So she call me cabron plus marricon
- Said she likes to cook rice so she likes me home
- I'm like, ";Un momento"; - mami, slow up your tempo
- I got this black chick, she don't know how to act
- Always talkin out her neck, makin her fingers snap
- She like, ";Listen Jigga Man, I don't care if you rap
- You better - R-E-S-P-E-C-T me";
- I got this French chick that love to french kiss
- She thinks she's Bo Derek, wear her hair in a twist
- _Ma cherie amore, tu es belle_
- Merci, you fine as fuck but you givin me hell
- I got this indian squaw the day that I met her
- Asked her what tribe she with, red dot or feather
- She said all you need to know is I'm not a ho
- And to get with me you better be Chief Lots-a-Dough
- Now that's Spanish chick, French chick, indian and black
- That's fried chicken, curry chicken, damn I'm gettin fat
- Arroz con pollo, french fries and crepe
- An appetitite for destruction but I scrape the plate
- I love
- [Tip] Girls, girls, girls, girls (uh-huh)
- Girls, I do adore
- [Jay] Yo put your number on this paper cause I would love to date ya
- Holla at ya when I come off tour
- [Tip] I love girls, girls, girls, girls
- Girls all over the globe
- [Jay] I come scoop you in that Coupe, sittin on deuce-zeroes
- Fix your hair in the mirror, let's roll - c'mon
- [Jay-Z]
- I got this young chick, she so immature
- She like, ";Why you don't buy me Reeboks no more?";
- Like to show out in public, throw tantrums on the floor
- Gotta toss a couple dollars, just to shut up her holla
- Got a project chick, that plays her part
- And if it goes down y'all that's my heart
- Baby girl so thorough she been with me from the start
- Hid my drugs from the NARCs, hid my guns by the parts
- I got this model chick that don't cook or clean
- But she dress her ass off and her walk is mean
- Only thing wrong with ma she's always on the scene
- God damn she's fine but she parties all the time
- I get frequent flier mileage from my stewardess chick
- She look right in that tight blue dress, she's thick
- She gives me extra pillows and seat back love
- So I had to introduce her to the Mile High Club
- Now that's young chick, stewardess, project and model
- That means I fly rough early, plus I know Tae-bo
- That means I'm new school, pop pills and stay in beef
- But I never have a problem with my first class seat
- I love
- [Rick] Girls, girls, girls, girls
- Girls, I do adore
- [Jay] Yo put your number on this paper cause I would love to date ya
- Holla at ya when I come off tour
- [Rick] I love girls, girls, girls, girls
- Girls all over the globe
- [Jay] I come scoop you in that Coupe, sittin on deuce-zeroes
- Fix your hair in the mirror, let's roll
- [Jay-Z]
- I got this paranoid chick, she's scared to come to the house
- A hypochondriac who says ouch before I whip it out
- Got a chick from Peru, that sniff Peru
- She got a cousin at customs that get shit through
- Got this weedhead chick, she always catch me doin shit
- Crazy girl wanna leave me but she always forgets
- Got this Chinese chick, had to leave her quick'
- Cause she kept bootleggin my shit - man
- I got this African chick with Eddie Murphy on her skull
- She like, ";Jigga Man, why you treat me like animal?";
- I'm like excuse me Ms. Fufu, but when I met your ass
- you was dead broke and naked, and now you want half
- I got this ho that after twelve million sold
- Mami's a narcoleptic, always sleepin on Hov'
- Gotta tie the back of her head like Deuce Bigalow
- I got so many girls across the globe..
- [Biz] I love girls, girls, girls, girls
- Girls, I do adore
- [Jay] Yo put your number on this paper cause I would love to date ya
- Holla at ya when I come off tour
- [Tip] I love girls, girls, girls, girls
- Girls all over the globe
- [Jay] I come scoop you in that Coupe, sittin on deuce-zeroes
- Fix your hair in the mirror, let's roll
- [Rick] I love girls, girls, girls, girls
- Girls, I do adore
- [Jay] Yo put your number on this paper cause I would love to date ya
- Holla at ya when I come off tour
- [Jay]
- I love girls, girls, girls, girls
- Girls, girls..
- [Jay-Z]
- Turn my music high, high, high, high-er
- {*";You don't know.. what you're doing, doing, doing, doing..";*}
- Sure I do..
- I'm from the streets where the
- hood could swallow a man, bullets'll follow a man
- There's so much coke that you could run the slalom
- And cops comb the shit top to bottom
- They say that we are prone to violence, but it's home sweet home
- Where personalities clash and chrome meets chrome
- The coke prices up and down like it's Wall Street homes
- But this is worse than the Dow Jones your brains are now blown
- all over that brown Brougham, one slip you are now gone
- Welcome to hell where you are welcome to sell
- But when them shells come you better return 'em
- All scars we earn 'em, all cars we learn 'em like the back of our hand
- We watch for cops hoppin out the back of van
- Wear a G on my chest, I don't need Dapper Dan
- This ain't a sewn outfit homes, homes is about it
- Was clappin them flamers before I became famous
- For playin me y'all shall forever remain nameless
- I am Hov'
- Sure I do, I tell you the difference between me and them
- They tryin to get they ones, I'm tryin to get them M's
- One million, two million, three million, four
- In just five years, forty million more
- You are now lookin at the forty million boy
- I'm rapin Def Jam 'til I'm the hundred million man
- R., O., C.
- {*";You don't know.. what you're doing, doing, doing, doing..";*}
- That's where you're wrong
- I came into this motherfucker a hundred grand strong
- Nine to be exact, from grindin G-packs
- Put this shit in motion ain't no rewindin me back
- Could make 40 off a brick but one rhyme could beat that
- And if somebody woulda told 'em that Hov' would sell clothin
- Heh, not in this lifetime, wasn't in my right mind
- That's another difference that's between me and them
- Heh, I'm smarten up, open the market up
- One million, two million, three million, four
- In eighteen months, eighty million more
- Now add that number up with the one I said before
- You are now lookin at one smart black boy
- Momma ain't raised no fool
- Put me anywhere on God's green earth, I'll triple my worth
- Motherfucker - I, will, not, lose
- {*";You don't know.. what you're doing, doing, doing, doing..";*}
- Put somethin on it
- I sell ice in the winter, I sell fire in hell
- I am a hustler baby, I'll sell water to a well
- I was born to get cake, move on and switch states
- Cop the Coupe with the roof gone and switch plates
- Was born to dictate, never follow orders
- Dickface, get your shit straight, fucka this is Big Jay
- I.. hahahaha..
- {*";You don't know.. what you're doing, doing, doing, doing..";*}
- .. will, not, lose, ever.. FUCKA!
- [Jay-Z]
- (J) uhh (A) uh-uh (Y) uh uh-uh
- Ah ch-ch ah, ch-ah, ah uh-uh
- Ah ch-ch ah, ch-ah, ah uh-uh
- It's that hop I'm talkin bout right here Timbo!
- I can't be stopped when it hop like this family, uhh!
- (Uno, dos, tres, cuatro!)
- They say hola' hovito
- That's what they sayin when I roll up with my people
- My music bangin like - them vatos locos got rap in a chokehold
- And I won't surrender it with, beats by Timbaland
- Calle-te la boca, my baby
- All I wanna, do is, stroke ya all crazy
- My, dick game is vicious, insane at bitches
- Mami keep comin back cause mami came vicious
- Catch Hov' in the drop, nasty thang lane switchin
- Once you turn your neck for a sec your dame's missin
- Bujando, bujando, the cops is comin
- Got that rap patrol behind yo, get to runnin
- I'm unstoppable Hov', untoppable flows
- I'm the compadre, the Sinatra of my day
- Ol' Blue Eyes my nigga, I did it my way
- If y'all not rollin with Hov' then hit the highway
- [Chorus] *
- (Hola' hovito!) Yeah, yeah (Hola' hovito!)
- Yeah that's what they sayin when that music get to bangin
- Put it down for my PEO-PLE!
- (Hola' hovito! Hola' hovito!)
- Yeah that's what they sayin when that music get to bangin
- Put it down for my PEO-PLE!
- * an extra ";yeah"; before the 5th line first time, 2nd line second,
- and the 5th line the third time
- [Jay-Z]
- Yeah, yeah, yeah
- Yeah naw I don't fuck around, stay on my J.O.
- Hov' been about that dough since I was a day old
- Oh, push perrico if I need to for the rule of evil
- Was born in the belly that's the way the streets breed you
- One life to live - notice you get no sequel
- So I truly got to live this like my last movie
- Six oohie, jewels drippin, big toolie
- I ball for real, y'all niggaz is Sam Bouie
- And with the third pick - I made the earth sick
- M.J., hem Jay, fade away perfect
- I rhyme sicker than every rhyme spitter
- Every crime nigga that rhyme or touch a mic because my mind's quicker
- I'm a eighty-eighter, nine-six to ";Reasonable Doubt";
- Temper short, don't take much to squeeze you out
- Yeah you shinin but the only thing you're leavin out
- You're a candle in the sun - that shit don't even out
- [Chorus]
- [Jay-Z]
- Hold up; naw muh'fuckers - y'all muh'fuckers
- better run to the post office and get a job muh'fuckers
- or starve muh'fuckers, cause Jay's been the only one
- eatin thus far sub-par muh'fuckers
- Naw even though y'all hate I love y'all muh'fuckers
- ";Friend or Foe,"; y'all all my muh'fuckers
- If you haven't heard, I'm Michael Magic and Bird
- all rolled in one - cause none got more flows than Young
- Plus got more flows to come
- And if I ain't better than Big, I'm the closest one
- So move over - hoes, choose Hova
- My food for though so hot it give you dudes ulcers
- Rovers, roasters, poseurs
- gettin it in with me, livin like they supposed tah
- Watches, chain, front row at the game
- Sold out arena, all screamin my name, c'mon
- [Chorus]
- [Jay-Z]
- Uh, uhh, listen
- First the Fat Boys break up, now every day I wake up
- Somebody got a problem with Hov'
- Whassup y'all niggaz all fed up cause I got a little cheddar
- and my records movin out the sto'?
- Young fucks spittin at me, young rappers gettin at me
- My nigga Big predicted the shit exactly
- ";Mo' Money, Mo' Problems"; - gotta move carefully
- Cause faggots hate when you gettin money like athletes
- Yung'uns ice-grillin me, ohh - you not feelin me?
- Fine; it cost you nothin - pay me no mind
- Look, I'm on my grind cousin, ain't got time for frontin
- Sensitive thugs, y'all all need hugs
- Damn though mans I'm just tryin do me
- If the record's two mill' I'm just tryin move three
- Get a couple of chicks, get 'em to try to do E
- Hopefully they'll menage before I reach my garage
- I don't want much, fuck I drove every car
- Some nice cooked food, some nice clean drawers
- Bird-ass niggaz I don't mean to ruffle y'all
- I know you waitin in the wing but I'm doin my thing
- Where's the love?
- ";Ain't no love, in the heart of the city..";
- I said where's the love?
- ";Ain't no love, in the heart of town..";
- Yeah..
- And then the Fugees gon' break up, now everyday I wake up
- Somebody got somethin to say
- What's all the fuckin fussin for? Because I'm grubbin more
- and I pack heat like I'm the oven door?
- Niggaz pray and pray on my downfall
- But everytime I hit the ground I bounce up like roundball
- Now I don't wanna have to kill sound bar
- Don't wanna have to cock back the four pound bar
- Look scrapper I got nephews to look after
- I'm not lookin at you dudes, I'm lookin past ya
- I thought I told you characters I'm not a rapper
- Can I live? I told you in ninety-six
- that I came to take this shit and I did, handle my biz
- I scramble like Randall with his
- Cunning-ham but the only thing runnin is numbers fam
- Jigga held you down six summers; damn, where's the love?
- ";Ain't no love, in the heart of the city..";
- Niggaz, where's the love?
- ";Ain't no love, in the heart of town..";
- Holla at me!!
- ";Ain't no love"; (take 'em to church) ";in the heart of the city..";
- Uh, uh, uh - my nigga where's the love?
- ";Ain't no love, in the heart of town..";
- Fuck
- Then Richard Pryor go and burn up, and Ike and Tina Turner break up
- Then I wake up to more bullshit
- You knew me before records, you never disrespected me
- Now that I'm successful you'll pull this shit
- Nigga I'll step on your porch, step to your boss
- Let's end the speculation, I'm talkin to alla y'all
- Males shouldn't be jealous that's a female trait
- Whatchu mad cause you push dimes and he sell weight?
- Y'all don't know my expenses, I gotta buy a bigger place
- Hehehe, and more baggies, why you all aggie?
- Nigga respect the game, that should be it
- What you eat don't make me shit - where's the love?
- Where's the love?
- ";Ain't no love, in the heart of the city..";
- ";Ain't no love, in the heart of town..";
- ";Ain't no love, in the heart of the city..";
- ";Ain't no love, in the heart of town..";
- ";Ain't no love, in the heart of the city..";
- ";Ain't no love, in the heart of town..";
- ";Ain't no love..";
- ("Never, never, never, never change")
- Ain't never changed, this is Jay every day
- ("I never change!")
- I never change, this is Jay every day
- ("I never change!")
- I never change, this is Jay
- [Jay-Z]
- I am a, Roc representer
- Hov', summer to winter, Hov', dead or alive
- Twenty-four/seven, three-sixty-five
- One CD or three-hundred and sixty pies
- Whassup to E and Kirk? Welcome home to Taj
- Let no amount of money ruin this thing of ours
- We run streets like drunks run street lights
- We collidin with life as we speak
- We knee deep in coke, we ki deep in ice
- We flood streets with dope, we keep weed to smoke
- We all fish, better teach your folk
- Give him money to eat, then next week he's broke
- Cause when you sleep, he's reachin for your throat
- Word on the skreet, you reap what you sew
- Not out of fear but love, love for the game
- Roc family first, we never change mayn
- [Chorus]
- ("Never, never, never, never change")
- I'm still fuckin with crime cause crime pays
- ("I never change!")
- Out hustlin, same clothes for days
- ("I never change!")
- I never change, I'm too stuck in my ways, I never change
- Who you know like Hov'?
- ("Never, never, never, never change")
- I'm still fuckin with crime cause crime pays
- ("I never change!")
- Out hustlin, same clothes for days
- ("I never change!")
- I never change, I'm too stuck in my ways, I never change
- [Jay-Z]
- What's up to my Miami and St. Thomas connects (whattup)
- I'll never mention your name, I promise respect
- Death before dishonor correct? - Yup
- That's what you promised me, since the (?)lee
- Along with, if we stay strong
- We can get paper longer than Pippen's arms
- Plead the fifth when it comes to the fam
- I'm like a dog - I never speak, but I understand
- Where my dogs at? Where my soldiers at war?
- Where your bars at? Whoa, gotta pause that - whoa
- Lost 92 bricks had to fall back
- Knocked a nigga off his feet, but I crawled back
- Had A-1 credit, got more crack
- From the first to the fifth, gave it all back
- If, I'm not a hustler what you call that?
- This is before rap, this is all fact
- I never change
- [Chorus]
- [Jay-Z]
- What, the streets robbed me, wasn't educated properly
- Well fuck y'all, I needed money for Atari
- Was so young my big sis' still playin with Barbie
- Young brother, big city, eight million stories
- Old heads taught me, yung'un, walk softly
- Carry a big clip, that'll get niggaz off me
- Keep coke in coffee, keep money smellin mothy
- Change is cool to cop but more important is lawyer fees
- (Uhh) That's how it is now (uhh) that's how it always be
- (Uhh) I never change, this is always me
- From the womb to the tomb, from now until my doom
- Drink army from one cup pass it around the room (That's a family nigga)
- That's the ritual (yup) Big Ran, I ain't forget you fool
- And all that bullshit you tryin to get through
- This is crew love, move music or move drugs
- Rival crews get your black suits up - I never change
- [Chorus]
- [Jay-Z]
- This is Jay, everyday
- Who you know like Hov', nigga?
- The most incredible baby
- Uhh - mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
- Yeah, yeah.. uhh
- I can't see 'em comin down my eyes
- So I gotta make the song cry
- I can't see 'em comin down my eyes
- So I gotta make the song cry
- [Jay-Z]
- Good dudes - I know you love me like cooked food
- Even though a nigga got move like a crook move
- We was together on the block since free lunch
- We shoulda been together havin 4 Seasons brunch
- We used to use umbrellas to face the bad weather
- So now we travel first class to change the forecast
- Never in bunches, just me and you
- I loved your point of view cause you held no punches
- Still I left you for months on end
- It's been months since I checked back in
- Well somewhere in a small town, somewhere lockin a mall down
- Woodgrain, four and change, Armor All'd down
- I can understand why you want a divorce now
- Though I can't let you know it, pride won't let me show it
- Pretend to be heroic, that's just one to grow with
- But deep inside a nigga so sick
- [Chorus]
- I can't see 'em comin down my eyes
- So I gotta make the song cry
- I can't see 'em comin down my eyes
- So I gotta let the song cry
- I can't see it comin down my eyes
- So I gotta make the song cry
- I can't see it comin down my eyes
- So I gotta make the song cry
- [Jay-Z]
- On repeat, the CD of Big's ";Me and My Bitch";
- Watchin Bonnie and Clyde, pretendin to be that shit
- Empty gun in your hand sayin, ";Let me see that clip";
- Shoppin sprees, pull out your Visa quick
- A nigga had very bad credit, you helped me lease that whip
- You helped me get the keys to that V dot 6
- We was so happy poor but when we got rich
- That's when our signals got crossed, and we got flipped
- Rather mine, I don't know what made me leave that shit
- Made me speed that quick, let me see - that's it
- It was the cheese helped them bitches get amnesia quick
- I used to cut up they buddies, now they sayin they love me
- Used to tell they friends I was ugly and wouldn't touch me
- Then I showed up in that dubbed out buggy
- And then they got fussy and they don't remember that
- And I don't remember you..
- [Chorus]
- I can't see it comin down my eyes
- So I gotta make the song cry
- I can't see it comin down my eyes
- So I gotta make the song cry
- Yeah I seen 'em comin down your eyes
- But I gotta make the song cry
- I can't see it comin down my eyes
- So I gotta make the song cry
- [Jay-Z]
- A face of stone, was shocked on the other end of the phone
- Word back home is that you had a special friend
- So what was oh so special then?
- You have given away without gettin at me
- That's your fault, how many times you forgiven me?
- How was I to know that you was plain sick of me?
- I know the way a nigga livin was whack
- But you don't get a nigga back like that!
- Shit I'm a man with pride, you don't do shit like that
- You don't just pick up and leave and leave me sick like that
- You don't throw away what we had, just like that
- I was just fuckin them girls, I was gon' get right back
- They say you can't turn a bad girl good
- But once a good girl's goin bad, she's gone forever..
- And more forever
- Shit I gotta live with the fact I did you wrong forever
- [Chorus]
- I can't see 'em comin down my eyes
- So I gotta make the song cry
- I can't see 'em comin down my eyes
- So I gotta let the song cry
- I know I seen 'em comin down your eyes
- But I gotta make the song cry
- I can't see 'em comin down my eyes
- So I gotta make the song cry
- [Jay-Z]
- It's fucked up girl..
- It's the Roc! Wooo!
- My gear is right... (check)
- My bucket is low... (check)
- My Rocawear is fittin' incredible...
- Fuck it...
- I guess I got my swagger back
- Mama that said I killed her man
- Well I guess I got the dagger back
- It's the Roc bastards we are BACK!
- In the heezy
- Jiggaman, B. Sieg to M-Easy (what up fam?)
- Oskino and Sparks and Freeweezy (holla!)
- Mickey, Mallory, Chris and Neef, hey!
- All I need is the love of my crew
- The whole industry can hate me I thugged my way through
- And all...I...need is a chick to hold a jimmy like
- Meth and Mary, like, Marvin and Tammi, unnnh...
- Now understands we can't be stopped
- From blowin' Swisher Sweets outta candy drops
- Like we underground kings, ridin' dirty
- A nigga been focused since I said hi to 30 (what up?)
- Young niggas ya'll can't hurt me
- Better watch and observe me
- And learn how to earn better, I burn cheddar
- I set fire to your empire
- I blow smoke in your face, burn rubber off the rim tires
- Yes I-ah...Jay I-ah...
- Double G-A livewire nigga holla back
- CHORUS
- All I need...
- Rocawear... (check)
- Nike Airs... (check)
- Mean bucket... (uh huh)
- Armadale in the club couple o' duckets (yeah)
- Couple chicks by my side, let's ride
- All I need...
- That new coupe (got that)
- A doo-rag and a pocket full o' loot (got those)
- A sunny day some chicks that wanna play
- And I'll be on my way
- C'mon...now...
- All I need in this world o' sin
- Is me and my girlfriend! (ha ha)
- I got a little two-two I call 'er Peggy Sue
- When I'm off in the club she fit right in my shoe (wooo!)
- Gotta switch her to my waist, just in case (uh huh)
- A clown wan' flip gotta reach for my bitch
- Wanna act out a movie I could give you a clip (buk!)
- But no adlibbin' nigga stick to the script
- Now all...I...need is a high-priced lawyer
- Cuz it's foul ways nowadays everybody saw you
- And they comin' to court too, I thought you knew
- Can't even steal on a nigga muhfuckas'll sue
- In this time and age, cuz real muhfuckas'll do
- When I'm surrounded by squeal muhfuckas like you
- But real niggas don't fret cuz the number one crew?
- R to the O to the C comin' true
- CHORUS
- Listen...
- The cream too long, my team too strong
- Bleek is too hot, Beans is gone
- Ya'll niggas in the crosshair, the beams is on (see ya'll)
- Ya'll whole block deserted, ya'll fiends are gone (bye bye!)
- The whole Roc is jumpin', we reached our zenith
- Got fiends throwin' up on themself like Willy Beaman (*giggle*)
- Any given Sunday gunplay's optional
- However niggas want it like Soul II Soul (however do you waaaaant it)
- Whoever got hops get blocked go to the hole
- Dikembe Mutumbo of this rap shit
- Plus the jab is sick, and it's that quick
- Left hand'll lean 'em like a little past six
- Now run along wit'cha little ass hits
- Read my rap sheet nigga, THREE CLASSICS
- Shut ya bumba' got A-Rod numbers
- All you muddaskunks get buried in the trunk
- When I blast the pump, I leave you relaxed
- In the hospital lookin' at M*A*S*H for months
- Then I dumps dough on the D.A. desk
- And the fleece got free and pee-pee on the steps...
- We've got no respect
- No law or governin' why you fuckin' wit' him?
- Matta'fact, why you fuckin' wit' them?
- All ya'll need is the R-O-C baby
- CHORUS
- Listen...
- (All I need)
- Rocafella Records...
- Freeway...
- Oskino and Sparks...
- Chris & Neef
- (All I need)
- Mickey and Mallory...
- Broad Street Bully...
- M-Extra Money, ha...
- YOUNG!
- (All I need)
- H to the izzo...
- CLUE!
- Rell...
- Uh huh...yeah, yeah...
- (All I need)
- [Jay-Z]
- Motherfuckers -
- say that I'm foolish I only talk about jewels (bling bling)
- Do you fools listen to music or do you just skim through it?
- See I'm influenced by the ghetto you ruined
- That same dude you gave nothin, I made somethin doin
- what I do through and through and
- I give you the news - with a twist it's just his ghetto point-of-view
- The renegade; you been afraid
- I penetrate pop culture, bring 'em a lot closer to the block where they
- pop toasters, and they live with they moms
- Got dropped roasters, from botched robberies niggaz crotched over
- Mommy's knocked up cause she wasn't watched over
- Knocked down by some clown when child support knocked
- No he's not around - now how that sound to ya, jot it down
- I bring it through the ghetto without ridin 'round
- hidin down duckin strays from frustrated youths stuck in they ways
- Just read a magazine that fucked up my day
- How you rate music that thugs with nothin relate to it?
- I help them see they way through it - not you
- Can't step in my pants, can't walk in my shoes
- Bet everything you worth; you lose your tie and your shirt
- [Eminem]
- Since I'm in a position to talk to these kids and they listen
- I ain't no politician but I'll kick it with 'em a minute
- Cause see they call me a menace; and if the shoe fits I'll wear it
- But if it don't, then y'all'll swallow the truth grin and bear it
- Now who's these king of these rude ludicrous lucrative lyrics
- Who could inherit the title, put the youth in hysterics
- Usin his music to steer it, sharin his views and his merits
- But there's a huge interference - they're sayin you shouldn't hear it
- Maybe it's hatred I spew, maybe it's food for the spirit
- Maybe it's beautiful music I made for you to just cherish
- But I'm debated disputed hated and viewed in America
- as a motherfuckin drug addict - like you didn't experiment?
- Now now, that's when you start to stare at who's in the mirror
- and see yourself as a kid again, and you get embarrased
- And I got nothin to do but make you look stupid as parents
- You fuckin do-gooders - too bad you couldn't do good at marriage!
- (Ha ha!) And do you have any clue what I had to do to get here I don't
- think you do so stay tuned and keep your ears glued to the stereo
- Cause here we go - he's {*Jigga joint Jigga-chk-Jigga*}
- And I'm the sinister, Mr. Kiss-My-Ass it's just the
- [Chorus: Eminem + Jay-Z]
- [Em] RENEGADE! Never been afraid to say
- what's on my mind at, any given time of day
- Cause I'm a RENEGADE! Never been afraid to talk
- about anything (ANYTHING) anything (ANYTHING), RENEGADE!
- [Jay] Never been afraid to say
- what's on my mind at, any given time of day
- Cause I'm a {RENEGADE} Never been afraid to holler
- about anything {anything?} Anything {ANYTHING!}
- [Jay-Z]
- I had to hustle, my back to the wall, ashy knuckles
- Pockets filled with a lot of lint, not a cent
- Gotta vent, lot of innocent of lives lost on the project bench
- Whatchu hollerin? Gotta pay rent, bring dollars in
- By the bodega, iron under my coat, feelin braver
- Doo-rag wrappin my waves up, pockets full of hope
- Do not step to me - I'm awkward, I box leftier often
- My pops left me an orphan, my momma wasn't home
- Could not stress to me I wasn't grown; 'specially on nights
- I brought somethin home to quiet the stomach rumblings
- My demeanor - thirty years my senior
- My childhood didn't mean much, only raisin green up
- Raisin my fingers to critics; raisin my head to the sky
- Big I did it - multi before I die (nigga)
- No lie, just know I chose my own fate
- I drove by the fork in the road and went straight
- [Eminem]
- See I'm a poet to some, a regular modern day Shakespeare
- Jesus Christ the King of these Latter Day Saints here
- To shatter the picture in which of that as they paint me
- as a monger of hate and Satan a scatter-brained atheist
- But that ain't the case, see it's a matter of taste
- We as a people decide if Shady's as bad as they say he is
- Or is he the latter - a gateway to escape?
- Media scapegoat, who they can be mad at today
- See it's easy as cake, simple as whistlin Dixie
- while I'm wavin the pistol at sixty Christians against me
- Go to war with the Mormons, take a bath with the Catholics
- in holy water - no wonder they try to hold me under longer
- I'm a motherfuckin spiteful, DELIGHTFUL eyeful
- The new Ice Cube - motherfuckers HATE to like you
- What did I do? (huh?) I'm just a kid from the gutter
- makin this butter off these bloodsuckers, cause I'm a muh'fuckin
- [Chorus] - repeat 2X
- Yeah, yeah..
- Uhh, right, right, right
- Right, right, right, right
- Uhh uhh uhh, feel me now, listen
- Momma loved me, pop left me
- Mickey fed me, Annie dressed me
- Eric fought me, made me tougher
- Love you for that my nigga no matter what brah
- Marcy raised me; and whether right or wrong
- Streets gave me all I write in the song
- Hootie babysitted, changed my diapers
- Gil introduced me to the game that changed my life up
- East Trenton grew me, had me skippin school
- Valencia's boyfriend Vovo had me makin moves
- Momma raised me, pop I miss you
- God help me forgive him I got some issues
- Mickey cleaned my ears, Annie shampooed my hair
- Eric was fly - shit, I used to steal his gear
- I was the baby boy, I could do no wrong
- Yeah it's goin past fast - let's move along
- Kitchen table - that's where I honed my skills
- Jaz made me believe the shit was real
- Labels turned me down, couldn't foresee
- Clark sought me out, Dame believed
- Primo laced me, Ski did too
- ";Reasonable Doubt"; - classic, shoulda went triple
- Momma loved me, pop left me
- Grandma dressed me, plus she fed me
- banana puddin, what's in the hood then
- Puffin on L's, drinkin pink champelle
- Ty rolled with a nigga, V.A. spot
- Tone, Mike 'Zo and them niggaz, V.A.'s locked
- Biggs fucked with a nigga, whassup Hoff'?
- B-High hated the fact I put rap to the back
- Money pourin in, clientele growin now
- Birth of my first nephew, time to slow it down
- October 21st, Lavelle came to the world
- Followed by three more boys and then a baby girl
- Momma loved me, T.T. Uncle Jay
- loves you to death won't let no trouble come your way
- Oh, can't forget my man down in Maryland
- He's gone 'til November, how can I not remember?
- Tell your moms I'm there for her and Tiembra
- And your son too - there's nothin I won't do
- Unless you was me, how could you judge me?
- I was brought up in pain, y'all can't touch me
- Police pursued me, chased cuffed and subdued me
- Talked to me rudely; cause I'm young rich and I'm black
- and live in a movie, not livin by rules
- New rap patrollin the city, follow my crews
- Bleek you're still with me - nigga what did I say?
- The time is comin; you one hit away
- Beans I ain't tryin to change you - just give you some game
- to make the transition, from the street to the fame
- My momma loves me..
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