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'Stackin' The Odds'"

You're crazy in a good way (Jimmy)
You know how to make me happy (Angela)
You're funny, you make me laugh (Jimmy)
Your eyes when
Every time you wake, dreams come tumbling down. 
The careless love you take 
I'm just another face in the crowd. 
Your forgetful eyes keep
wrong 
Angela spread your wings and be gone.

It's midnight, your light's on and I'm standing here in your yard 
I sold my computer for a used
leaves, when I work for cheap
Burn my AC up, foreign chick, forgot who Jay Z was
Ladies love em like he cool James
Big body, when I role through
Pathological monsters! cried the terrified mathematician 
Every one of them is a splinter in my eye 
I hate the Peano Space and the Koch Curve 
I
And never do what you say
Look, my eyes are just holograms
Look, your love has drawn red from my hands
In my hands you know you'll never be
More than twist in
far I ran

Follow the railroad the only thing dry
The path does narrow as Angela's eyes
No matter how far I ran
No matter how far I ran

Oh may
to Po-Po's, smoke em like cocoa
Fuck rap, coke by the boatload
Fuck dat, on the run-by, gun high, one eye closed
Left holes through some guy clothes
Stop
Sit back and ask yourself
What went wrong?
In the story of Angela Jones, now

Straight off the bat
Angie got the work
Winin' and dinin'
fly-by-nights stop chirpin' B
Heavyweights type work to me
For the time, in this motherfucker ain't nobody hurtin' me
What?  Cut your face in like surgery
Who
a crook n****
But God love us hood n****z

[Chorus]

[Nas]
Day by day by day I sit back and pray
My thugs get packed away, in a maxi-cage
They pa**
around look them mud eye gun 'em down
(That's how I hit 'em and) cool 'em off what the f*** is you hollin' bout

N****z be run-in wild) paid to strip
to Po-Po's, smoke em like cocoa
Fuck rap, coke by the boatload
Fuck dat, on the run-by, gun high, one eye closed
Left holes through some guy clothes
Stop
it would just begin 
Cause in ninety-five, I was every day, six to ten 
I put in a lot of work so I could bring in my listeners 
I secured
the working man
(Work) Get the hands in the dirt, who's gonna work of the curse
(Work) Brother I've been damned, if I don't raise a hand
Work for the work
Day by day
Whistle while you work
Our backs are breaking
Up from hollow earth
From end to end
The noise begins
In the human battle stations
[Jay Z] 
Yeah yeah yeah Ay Yo peep the style and the way the cops sweat us 
The number one question is can the Feds get us 
I got vendettas in
[Beyonce]
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
[Beyonce]
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
it's drivin' me crazy,
Well, you'd think I'd know by now,
A is last, Z is first, Living life in reverse 'cause that's the way it works!

Spinnin' around
Yeah when I came to you were standing by the foot of the bed
I was still hung over, and my eyes were bloodshot and red
Did you think that things
you
Soon you'll un-der-stand

[Jay-Z]
Man, I look in the eyes of a..
This... a kid that stole life and me together..
We're tryin, really tryin
lives in me

I want to know You inside and out
Better than I even know myself

If You were a star
I'd follow You home by heart
By soul
die

Boss players you wonder why
I live the life of a ghetto kingpin, just let me ride
B****es and n****z in penitentiary suits
I send 'em letters
to cry 

Wild like a long f***in' ranger 
N****z from the South keep one up in the chamber 
Lord knows, when your enemy is quittin' 
That's why n****z