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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
Patrz tu mam
Kilka pytań chcę byś pierwszy odpowiedział mi bez bicia
Znasz już rap
Na wszystkich płytach
Nie masz w głowie plam jak skóra z przepicia
i się dziwisz
Że nie działa?
"Słuchasz, a nie słyszysz" -
Ona mi to powiedziała
Chcą się wozić małe chujki
Jak Jay-Z Roc-A-Fella
Ledwie wyciągają
(Shaytan)
The Devil's like God, shapeless, not aimless or brainless
You may not feel it, but it's not painless
Imagine chicken tendons tearin' off
Chcecie Bragadacio jak Roberto Baggio kiwam z gracją
Moją ładną składna akcją jara się cały stadion
Zaraz padną gole strzał jak Ole Gunar Solskjer
śniło się mi
To sprawia że moje serce jak nitro mi płonie
Za każdym razem kiedy wezmę ten mikrofon w dłonie
Z UK wracam do Elbląga nagli czas
By z
it bitch
Zenith z-zenith zenith
That ain't an ultralight beam, baby it's a penis
Regis, I wanna be a millionaire, been it
Gave a peace of mind,
B-boye na parkiecie jak Dee Jay na scenie
To Hip-Hop którego korzenie to podziemie
I stara szkoła rapu tu młode pokolenie
Które słychać właśnie
the
Eye they smile
I'm due back by Monday, and it's
Friday now
All you wanna-be pimps and players
Man you should try Jay's style
I'm saying bye-bye to my
(Y’All MUST'VE FORGOT WHO THIS N****
SO IMA LET HIM REINTRODUCE HIMSELF
GO HEAD MY N****)
Verse 1:
Z-A-Y to the m********** Jay
Ain’t rollin with
nigga"
New York Times read "Jay Z just signed a trap nigga"
Kitchen like "it's Thursday, you heard?" Might bring it back nigga
You fuckin' the money up
keep drinking lean
Chasing money by any means
All that shit don't get to me
You know who I am
Z06 way faster than a Lamb'
You know I want Spam
He
Yeah, fucked up world
It's somewhat a cycle, bad intentions like the devil's disciple
A victim of shit, am I supposed to cry too?
These verses do it,
have it anymore.
I would like a turkey wrap served by Jay Z and broccoli, side of broccoli with garlic and oil served by Rush.
Wait, wait, wait,
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
a pre---nup
Now ask yourself this question, umm
Would you be with Jay-Z if he wasn't C-E-O
Would you be with F-A-B-O if he drove a Neo
Would you ride with
young thing
That I keep by my hip, like my celly that rings
Meeting Michelle at the hotel
While Jay and Tone on the way to the after party
Got
say that line
I'm crazy, renegade like Em and Jay-Z
I'm Rosemary's baby, I want you to hate me
Shorty, I love you and you love me too
We were meant
keepin' it real i'm a keep it K dot
Kendrick everyday Jay-Z didn’t lie fucker
As I move I feel way better doing
Me I can only do me
I hope that you do you
And whether you fuck with me or not
I don't give a fuck you could keep your props
Fuck keeping it real, I'mma keep it K-Dot
Kendrick everyday, JAY-Z didn't lie
W-Balls, it's your main man DJ E-Z Dick
About to unleash another one of
Those platinum plus hit's
And the word is on the streets
And the word is
was still violent
TIP was king of the south
Master P then YMCMB
Jay-Z was bringin' em out yeah
T.I. told me bring em out bring em out
Jay-Z told me
[Jay-z]
we'll always be togetha
no one can fuck you betta
[Amil]
yeah nigga i heard this all before
yeah nigga i heard this all before
yeah nigga you drive
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