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When I was elementary the teacher made me call home
But I had a blackberry I used to call my own phone
Cant believe the blasphemy these niggas lied

talking young Daley, back when Earnhardt roll with Jay-Z
I'm like Earhart going global
Land and sea, I'm like the navy
Ima send it like it's postal
Can't

out here begging fools
had to get away from leaches how I'm posed to lead the way
I cant make no progress if they knock me back in everyway
I'm tired

replace 'em with another one
You had to see she keep calling me Big (and another one)
And my name is Jay-Z
She was all on my dick
Gradually I'm taking

can't knock the hustle
Like Jay-Z
This truly authentic
Ain't nobody made me
Go hard or go home attitude
Definitely not lazy
Fuck, you pay me
Just give me

Or maybe
I will go back to missing meals
Maybe back to broken cars
I cant get a job smoking nodding off
c class on how to rob
Cause I will be homeless by

knock life had me feeling like I'm jay z 
Got 99 problems from the 100s that they gave me 
Ironic I look up to talk to the woman that raised me 
Gotta get

Philly
R kelly is a child molester
Who had beef with Jay-Z
Shit it makes sense why he
Wanted all those Young Gunz
If you wanna keep it hood
Let's keep it

shit explicit ain't no cap
Took a minute had to get right
Pull up on em by midnight
The tried to reach for it but Dro gottem to get right
If in

like I'm Jay-Z 
Hands in pockets in the Brooklands don't blame me 
Can't knock the hustle then blew 'em out of his KD's 
Sounded like a M80, no,

killin' bitches too
911, can't even get to you
Ain't no way to slow me down, oh
They gon' have to take me out, oh
I'm way too paid like Jay-Z now, oh
And my

leave? Can I emcee? Can
I have two letters at least?
Can I have it down to z, down to a t
With recipe with the Ice T
With Jay-Z and Nas, maybe Pac

Taking all these perkys and I hope they don't betray me
You can't knock my hustle, got me feeling like I'm Jay-Z
Currently my mood is on fuck you, pay me

and Jay-Z, Tupac and Biggie
And Mobb Deep, I thought my whole crew was Mobb Deep
You saw me, kickin it back, sipping it back
Its only juice
But I pretend it

In the PJ's

Big Daddy Kane

Daddy's Home

1994

by time it gets dark 
Ayo Jay, I see that bulge in the back of your jeans 
Hope that's the God you Now, know what I mean? 
'Cause if somebody brings

lyricist, lyricist of the year, huh

Old statements, verses deciphered by code breakers
Labels awarded them plagues that's gold plated
I'm murder with no

Baby this is what we dodo

[Verse Four: Jay-Z]
They say an eye for an eye, we both lose our sight
And two wrongs don't make a right
But when you been

pregnant with your baby
You ain't my main, you my maybe
Big, big pimpin', call me Jay-Z
But I'm also Janet Jackson
What have you done for me lately?

kids
Off the hustle and flow
She say she wana fuck with me I told her fuck who I know
I wast even outside when I was touching the snow
Got cuffed by

John McCain, you can't lift your arms up
These po-ranhas, live by a certain code of conduct
Fuck fly hoes and blow ganja
He a prophet, predict shit

some monetary wisdom that I got from Jay Z
Don't you hustle to get rich, hustle to get wealthy
Cause the goal ain't to feed I, the goal is to feed WE
Now

a hustle, sometimes you gotta grind with the muscle
Every time come with rhymes to let'em know they can't touch you
I ain't write my tightest yet cause I

Triple Beam Dreams

Nas

Rich Forever

2012

on the cover of a magazine
I'm the source, got the plug with the uncut
Jay-Z Blue Magic nigga, what what
Brand new S Class with a meal ticket
Nigga cocaine

Parking Lot Pimpin'

Jay-Z

Dynasty Roc la Familia 2000 [Bonus DVD]

2000

[Jay-Z]
Yeh, it's that knock right here
You fuck around not have the right speakers in your system
Your shit be soundin like this {*funny sounds*}