Lyrics:
[Jay-Z]
Turn the motherfucking music up
[Cam'Ron]
Just Blaze, man. You owe me nigga
[Jay-Z]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Welcome to the Empire State.
Ya, Welcome
Welcome to the Start
Just... for the Record
Whoo! Ching-a-ling-a-ding-ding
Ching-a-ring-a-ding
A-ring-a-ding-ding-ding,
back blood
Holla at em Hov
[Jay-Z]
I'm from Flushing, Marcy, Notia, Myrtle and Park
Niggas'll drive by in the day, murder you in the dark
That's why
what nobody
Is here but you, spider and Mase
There's supposed to be three
Hundred thousand in there (G-Unit radio)
When the drama get to poppin'
It don't
dancers
Bitin' is forbidden pah, pay that tax
And don't you ever look at us funny, boy, we'll bring rap back
And that'll hurt you like Superman, chased by
blind you like Spit did to Ramo
(Through the dirt) And edit the clip and lost Kano
My mens wear problems like Timbs
See it all in they face, ask Mase
The bag coming
Nigga fronting
Gotta toe tag something
Uh
I’m back
Welcome me
With opens arms
I’m back stunting
And I’m on it
Til the cash
Start coming up
Uh
didn't get it correct
But let them give it they best, since only one of my hardest
On the radio rapper to ever exist And they call me Gritz, bitch
Welcome
At first I was afraid
I was petrified
Kept thinking how could I never live without you by my side
But then I spent so many nights just thinking
Wake up, wake up, wake up
One, two, one, two
We dedicate this one to the hip-hop culture y'all
Brought to you by the world famous Wake Up Show
felt by the real I got plenty
Oh you don't feel me, all my affiliates feeling it
If they edit out the message, tell 'em bring it back
If I said it then I
Fuck the frying pan boiling straight from the gutter
Coming back strong like I lost my lover
After tonight snap back like rubber
Coming on my dick
Ooo who did this beat
I like this
This nice
This here's for the radio edit
We just got an X Rating
Imma gone and wet it
Yeah
Bass Dheep
Ha Ha Ha
Fuck
From a mercury to a maybach
Skipped over the continental
Told the Bentley dealer
My wife’ll be back by November
GT
0 to 60 In 4.3
Not trying to flee
to the radio edit
I'm trying to work on me, work on, work on me
Sweep the floors and other chores
And calls ignored, I'm never bored
Made a list, what was it
†to the nextplateau, level, like hendrix
Jimi open your and set it off the hinges.
So sick when you see sin your skin cringes.
You wanna radio edit
brain is hangin'
From back of his wig
Dead man, dead man on the radio
(Police can't help you no)
Dead man, dead man on the radio
(Police can't help
(Can't forget, Roger) how real is this?
How real is this?
G-unit radio (yeah)
America, welcome to the land of the brave (brave)
America,
Run cuz the big bad wolf is coming for fun
About to spun out of control
Hi Trit
Welcome to the arrival
Put people in caskets and rackets
Gonna piss
shit on tape
Make sure we edit out the face
I ain’t trying catch another case
I disappear don’t leave a trace
Ya momma pray like pastor mase
Now I’m back
at the living room
Listen to the music about that radio edit
I was jaming it that was my favorite song
About "Ain't No Fun" by Snoop N' Nate Dogg
toothpaste, and a green
Cup oh yeah, and a cell, cell 29
As soon as I heard the
Cell door lock behind me
I just sat on the back wall and the
Tears began to flow
radio
Cuz these hip hop pop punk rock kids got no soul
Either way we’re proud to welcome back the star of the show
So put your hands together for Mr.
radio
Cuz these hip hop pop punk rock kids got no soul
Either way we’re proud to welcome back the star of the show
So put your hands together for Mr.
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