Lyrics:
Brooklyn boi, My world is blue, Jay-Z hue
Blessed with stripes and unnamed jewels
From a city that targets youth
Cops still shoot cuz their clan
the Lox & them
Jaz-O, Jay-Z, Pun & Joe Crack Papi
Jeru The Damnja & the Mash Out Posse (Ahki)
How can we compromise, niggas tellin lies
The revolution
bitches better get it right (yeah)
From the crap tables down in A.C.
Back on the block, Jay-Z motherfucker from the, the, the Roc
Went solo on that ass
Seven deadly sins [repeated several times - Morgan Freeman]
[Jay-Z]
Yeah yeah yo Ice what's up?
Just chilling ya heard? It's the god.
Know what I
Seven deadly sins [repeated several times - Morgan Freeman]
[Jay-Z]
Yeah yeah yo Ice what's up?
Just chilling ya heard? It's the god.
Know what I
bump into
Who got it poppin' when it come to these rhymes (who got it?)
We got the sound that you jump into
You automatically pressin' rewind (jump
If lyrics sold then truth be told
I'll probably be just as rich and famous as jay-z
Truthfully I want to rhyme like common sense
Next best thing I
You ain't got enough stamps in your passport to fuck with young H-O
International
Show young boys how to do this thing
The maturation of Jay-Z
You ain't got enough stamps in your passport to fuck with young H-O
International
Show young boys how to do this thing
The maturation of Jay-Z
and Jay-Z
These niggas is bothered these critics be talking
We sometimes acknowledge the beat as from
But rather than singing non praise the dude
Rasie
Jay Z
But f$$$
They gon mention Brooklyn cause it made me
They gon mention Brooklyn cause it made me
(ahhhh yea)
They gon mention Brooklyn cause it
crazy, baby
Don't forget that boy told you
Get that dirt off your shoulder
I probably owe it to y'all
Probably be locked by the force
Tryin' to hustle
thirty-two
Effortless
Bad Boy shit
And we won't stop, 'cause we can't stop
B.I.G., Brooklyn, yeah
(Bad Boy, Bad Boy, whatcha gon' do?) Puff Daddy, New
from Ballys and its lookin so tight
That's why I gotta have you
Gotta swagger like a rapper, maybe like Jay-Z
That's what attracted you to me
You think
sound
I'm Kanye when it came to 'ye
I'm Jay-Z when it came to keys
I'm Snoop when it came to weed
So now they wanna Biggie me
As the credit rolls,
Haters better put their heads down, they know that boy be fly
All the charter planes, now I'm talkin' ballers slang
R-O-Z-A-Y on the wall in that Hall
Straight from the home of the decepticons
Little nigga from vanderveer p's weapons drawn
Its Picasso
Hit em with 4 shots
Cuarto
Black boys covered in
Em is the G.O.A.T, G.O.D. them says dump him also Jay-z
And basically every OG MC
I say pump them so they be, scared of me
Jump them so they be,
bitches better get it right (yeah)
From the crap tables down in A.C.
Back on the block, Jay-Z motherfucker from the, the, the Roc
Went solo on that ass
the gutter
On the C train coming out of Brooklyn
From the parts where nobody's looking
She's the softest when it's hard out
Goes the hardest when the lights
other New York rappers
Jay-Z of Hawaiian Soapy fame, Big Little whatever
And several other corny sounding motherf***ers
are understandably shaken up by
Be-Coming Enemies of their own families.
What's going on?
Armageddon come you know we soon done
Gun by my side just in case I gotta rump
A boy on the side
a nie łzy krokodyla
Bliżej nam do Jay Dill'a niż do muzyki z Defilad
Nadeszła ta chwila by oddać strzał na wiwat
Nie damy się wykiwać przestań nam dupę
because it's coming straight out of Brooklyn
It sounds so out of sight I got the blind people lookin'
It's Mr. Man the act, boy what? You get stolen
I'll
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