Lyrics:
the box keep making it through
Do your time (do your time) don't let your time do you
[Pimp C]
To my nigga Pharoahe (stay up homie)
To my nigga Z
We arose, let's go
So fresh so clean" like 'Kast
Jay-Z be poppin' tags
Leavin' the mall with heavy bags
You know the boy got a love for the cash
basically (do you want me to do it?)
Hold up, skip all the singin' lets go ride tonight, mami (Come on now...Uhhh)
[Jay-Z]
I know my English ain't as modest
Our Roc-A-Fella never sell-a-out
Brothers who don't have the heart you
Better tell your mouth nigga
I can't get with that
I gotta keep it thick, never
[Jay-Z]
Yeah, un huh, watch this why'all, come on,watch this why'all, Jigga
Roc-a-fella ya'll, uhhhh, come on yea !
[Kid Capri}
It's Kid
screamin {*echoes*}
Timothy, where have you been?
It's not what it seems but it is
Timothy, where have you been?
She cried in the kitchen to let you go
it was
I was like, yo
You gotta find a way to email me these beats 'cause I can't go to the studio with these fuckin'
With a CD and record over 'em
As soon as I grab it
I eat it up like a savage
And no one don't have it
I get it together like a marriage
I see you know rappers
I'm on my Ps and Qs
ones by Jay Z and Rick Ross she
Did that song because she was asked and
Because "Kanye's a genius" She
Did "Bang Bang"
Because she "knew it would be big"
ain't got it, I got it
I get it
I only give it to those who really live it
Like Jay-Z, the Game
And my dogs that really did it
Like Kweli, like Common
tell you how we all got here but Ik we deserve it that’s the truth
Glasses up with the bottles and fingers and blunts
We have made every shot for shot
Pharoahe, stay up homie
To my n**** Z Ro, stay up homie
If you're locked in the box, keep makin' it through
Do your time, do your time don't let your time do
bitch and turned it to his new bitch (haha)
I'm stupid, but I won't get my drama on
What I'm dealin' with is too real for me to comment on
Jay finally
Its Roc-A, Fella for life, you know that shit
Get your guns, get your ones, nigga throw that shit
[Chorus]
Jay-Z: I flow hard for the street, sicka
need to blaze my jay
I just need to blaze my jay
And I just take it day by day
I just take it day by day oh wait
I just take it day by day
I just take it
just spit it off the dome
That pen and pad my enemies
We don't get along
I'm like Hova, when he was Jay-Z
I'm big in his prime, it's poetry
Bigger than
breathe on the track, I asthma attack it.
Why he so mad for, why he gotta have it?
'Cause I slaved my whole life, now I'm the master
Na na na...
How it feel
Girls on the walls, some on the floor
With the DJ named Jay with the cuts galore
So listen to this because it can't be missed
And you can't leave 'til
Girls on the walls, some on the floor
With the DJ named Jay with the cuts galore
So listen to this because it can't be missed
And you can't leave 'til
legalized
Analyze what I toss across
There ain't no love lost
[Jay-Z]
Fo' sho', everything's for dough now
I flow, why'all gotta pay a little mo' now
here..
[Jay-Z]
check it
check check
check it out now
Ayo brothers get bagged and borrowed
still feel sorrow when Jay-Z like zorrow
gettin that ass better
off the Hen, I was smokin', I got too high
Damn, time flies by
It's like I knew your whole lifetime, my nigga
We accomplished so much shit
We
to the bread
Yeah yeah
By any means and necessary, gotta get this guala
Whew
If a p**** n**** cross me Imma have to offem
Yeah yeah
My n**** bigger dreams
When i say non stop
You gotta say stop non
Outro
Aye Aye Aye Aye
Aye Aye Aye Aye
Aye Aye Aye Aye
Jay Kay
Hey Hey Hey Hey
It's your boy Jay Kay
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