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Dirt, dirty south, I heard they run up in your house
Shakespeare, no time to jive blast your girl through the blouse
What? MCs, y'all aint nothing but

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

Road Dawgs

Da Brat

Backstage: A Hard Knock Life [Clean]

1999

DJ Clue
(Jay-Z)
New Shit
(Uh, huh, check it out now)
Road Dawgs
Amil, Eve, Da Brat
(Amillion, E-V-E)
Jay-Z

First Lady, check it out, uh yo
Don't

problems black album jay-z 
Dirt off my shoulder rock beats with my eyes closed
Talking that raspy shit make my eyes roll
Sipping tea in your hood Uncle Iroh

me tryna catch a fade
All up in my lane
I'll open up your fucking face
I don't wanna kill
But I'm sick of being chill
Sick of bitches off their pills

Muzzle Toe

Wu-Syndicate

Wu-Syndicate

1999

Intro:
Keep your plans on the low
Just another chamber, the swarm
Roll dark and deep, Bobby Digital
Wu-Syndicate, Wu-syndicate
Be Born, Daddy-O, what

a fit
Unironically, I wanna spit like Jay-Z
Pay me ten mill, I probably wouldn't spit like me
Until I'm couple bill' up with my hair all free
Telling

smiling
Ain't no holding that
I'm going back
To the water
Now the year is '03
Rubber band round my wrist thinking I'm T.I.P.
Brush that dirt off my shoulder

Sky's the Limit

Yelawolf

Love Story

2015

a long sentence
You ask me how I feel about that, maybe you got the wrong witness
I heard Jay Z's cool with Obama
Obama must be cool with me then I guess

Dame Dash still fuck with Jay-Z
Still, real still recognize real
I still feel it in the air we still kill at will

Now first Pac got got
Then Big

A shoulder to cry on, I just need a hug
So what are you doing tonight?
Step too close and i'll fuck up your life
Me and gang smoking jays on a flight
Louis bag

z
I will take the franks,while I bump blueprint 3
My gift you can't curse,best rap by biggie hearse
Lying to the folks like the pastors in a church

righteous, I spit it mathematically
You not good enough, get your mans to come battle me
I spit rounds off
I squeeze pounds off
You niggas hot, I'ma get

seen they jaw drop, like a bitch when I bust nuts (bah)
I'm goin' Ye crazy, how would you feel, nigga?
I'm closer to Jay-Z, nobody made me
I was

wednesday thursday friday
I be low key flexin
Yeah I be dat soldier time to wake your ass up like folgers
Bout to brush the dirt off my shoulders
Yeah i'm low

wednesday thursday friday
I be low key flexin

Yeah I be dat soldier time to wake your ass up like folgers
Bout to brush the dirt off my shoulders
Yeah i'm

strapped up like I roll With soldiers
And I ain't never been the one to be the smoking Gun
I'm on my Jay-Z shit, I'm just pimping and brushing Off my

never let that shit faze me
Vic-O flows
But you act like the raps is Jay-Z
You're always donkey of the day
If you ask us daily
You really believe they're

go make beats for Jay Z
But I did move to NYC
Got a Yankee hat just like Hova (H to the Izzo)
Had to brush the dirt off my shoulder
I got 99 problems

shoulder my name start with Jay
Still I don't end with a Z cause every night feels like it's day
They tryna sleep on the wave
Rock a bye babe
Knocked out

lotus
Cherry Blossom
Dust the dirt up off my shoulders
Let em Gossip
Life's a trip, her sister Colder
I'm getting hotter now it's over
Let em Gossip
Let

feet below
The earth, deep in the dirt
Your family has your name on a shirt
So obviously, they cared about you
So I showed them pics of your face in two

drawn
I told you in the Face
Off I'll make you watch
Your mother suck my dick in her grandson room
And then I put you in ya place
I do some more

shit went way beyond some Jay Z and Nas shit
And even though the battle was won, I feel like we lost it
I spent so much energy on it, honestly I'm