Lyrics:
a seven in the face but a ten in the ass
And she even look better by the end of my glass (damn)
See, I just walked in fresher than the Certs off in this
a seven in the face but a ten in the ass
And she even look better by the end of my glass (damn)
See, I just walked in fresher than the Certs off in this
I bumped Ether, bumped Takeover
Seein' Jay and Nas on stage was hip-hop's makeover
And that very day you knew niggas was born
Tyler the Creators,
Got on polo draws
Do dis for da moms
Fuck the 12 except Sean
Half a milli on pawns
Fucked with a blonde
What a life I have lived
They want you
to see
An emcee (like D) inside the place (to be)
And have you heard that he is third and his name is Jay
I'm Run the A
D the Deuce
And Jay's the Tre'
daughters and nieces
I leave them in pieces
While I'm writing for my thesis
The death toll increases
You picked your path son
Stab me in the back so imma hang
gonna live in the Saab
Do it big young nigga just do it
In the kitchen whippin up like I was just Martha Stewart
Young nigga posted with Rugers
Young
'm not in bed telling myself that I can't handle this
I want you by my side saying we will get through this
Because without you here I'm losing it (With
a smidget
If you want beef then we can supersize it
Freshman in the game
So they wanna haze me like my name Isaac
I killed the beat and dig a
Ditch just
remember that shit?
Jay got to them to pop the Ace in it, that shit spilled all on the table and shit
I remember you pulled me to the side
You were like,
are strong and you've got all that you need
And I have seen the skies in your eyes
I still see us side by side
But I can't open up your eyes
No I can't
Jay-Z
I'm a hop, skip, a jump, from rippin the pump
Spittin a couple of curse words, and hittin you chump
Shit, I get digits in lumps, I
Circuit's of all these other
Rappers you did the
DVDs you did the mixtapes you
Came up on mixtapes
Like every other underground rapper
In New York
I was
him for his five, watch forty bullets shoot at you
Forty, Jay Cee, Jelly man, we all cooking in the booth
Michael Jackson when I'm stepping, Michael
in a pitch black tug,
You lookin at rich black thugs to get that love
And we won't stop til I get back blood
Holla at em Hov
[Jay-Z]
I'm from
round to the homies cuz its puff puff pass
Man if I aint high I would never go to class
What the cops doin man that harass
You can find me up in your
oHhH.. oh Oh oHh...oH oH Oh..Oh Oh oH..
Love leads to laughter, love leads to pain,
with you by my side i see good times again,
never have i felt
Ooh-ah
Ooh-ah
It's been four long months since you were gone
I thought forever was defined by Sean and Jon
I've been living life with a void in my
to your secular mind coming by
Trying not to think of you
'Cause I'm still blind
And I don't deserve one song
(And now I'm caught up in the wrong)
Made me
on the road
(Yaaw)
Don't u get merked like Treyvon thoughts so dark that I look like Akon
I do not sing like Jay Sean hit em wit a ting makem run like Saquon
your face in a state of disgust
Hating but still trying to be like us
Verse One: Jay Z
Twist the lime on the corona, grab my crime diploma
Then head
after all of her phrases
Either she the one or I'm caught in "The Matrix"
But f*** it, let the Fish-burne
Red or green pill, you live and you learn,
because I'm gifted
And this project is brilliant"
GQ: GQ: You were born
In Long Beach, California
But moved to New Orleans at age
5 when is the first
Time
Even if you was my son you couldn't belittle me
My life got more layers than a secret identity
And I'm all money in like Nip and J. Stone whippin'
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