Lyrics:
While the night-time passes by
When a smile suits me all alone
I'll be fine
There's got to be a better song to sing
Before I hang upon your shoulder
boycott should've never been placed in one mans, one hand
Strength in numbers how you get things done fam
This problem should've never reached Jay z or rap
dissin' Tech, that was not a shot at 2 Chainz or to Jay-Z
They probably feel the same way because lately
Instead of us being credited for longevity
the ROC, in ya area!"
You better warn ya folks
They hate to see a real clique, but now
[Chorus w/ (Jay-Z ad-libs)]
[Verse 2 - Jay-Z]
Highest paid
and try to find a crooked way to profit off this crime
This life of mine.. until I get free
My prophecy is n****z screamin', as if they bleed in agony
Jay-Z infiltrated the south by making "nigga what nigga who"
And the markets fell for it
I wish master p would be signed an artist like me to balance
trees, leaves, hair that shines
Multiple skin tones, tongues of all kinds
Pick the fruit off the vine
Be picky with your words, be kind
Speak life
Speak
one job is to drive me crazy
So goddamn brazy
My billion dollar bitch like jay z
In love with you fuck them hoes
My flows are crazy off the dome
Perfect
the dirt
'Cause a whole lot of rappers make a whole lot of noise (hey)
Lyrics full of steroids, n****z paranoid (hey)
And when you get that blowup,
the dirt
'Cause a whole lot of rappers make a whole lot of noise (hey)
Lyrics full of steroids, n****z paranoid (hey)
And when you get that blowup,
can see my white glee
Going crazy
Maybe we insane, G
You can thank me
Why you gazing
You got me really feeling hazy
I'm crazy
Got you feeling like Jay Z
levels and I think, like
How Jay-Z took it to heights and
Made people be like, "Damn
Hip hop can take you this far!?"
I think you're taking that baton
some cruddy shit, dirt on my grave
Now I'm just drinking, it might be the thing
I'm feeling empty, the bottle is me
Shit I may smoke a whole ounce by
the box keep making it through
Do your time (do your time) don't let your time do you
[Pimp C]
To my nigga Pharoahe (stay up homie)
To my nigga Z
a whole seller
And I'm fly as propellers
Man it's raining umbrellas
Lobby where they hold the best seller
Jay-Z like Rockefeller
Now we waiting in
on it hanging off my shoulder
Yeah I smoke a lot of pack to get rid of my back pain baby
Ass fat might be bigger than my last name baby
That's my rap
whoa
? Jay Z brush my shoulders ?
Tell the DJ turn the party
I ain't tryna hear what you gotta say
I'm doing my own thang, I'm living for
The butcher comin', nigga (yo, uh, come on)
You know how I rock, six figures off ZaZa (uh-huh)
Come and spend at my shop (uh-huh), I turn your hood
startin' to shift
To these kids you no longer exist
Went from rainin' cats and dogs in this bitch
To tiny drops, little drips
And by the time your reign
I listen to a new rhyme sayer daily
There's very few I play which debut shaky
Who's the best MC's I've heard lately
Biggie, Jay-Z, Pusha T,
embarrassin' yourself when you in a public settin', Ye
Now I see why Jay Z ain't go to your weddin', Ye (I see why)
And you got lipo, what's next, Ye, ass
a drive-by
And I don’t even watch power, but I got 50 in this Tommy, send ‘em all high
And I’m a big dog, cant kick it with no small fries
Feel like Jay-Z, I
Yeah
20
What’s up Cronic Beats
We got another heat rock on our hands
Got me in my Jay Z mode today
Yeah
What
It’s All Luv
A-Town
Its All Luv
glorifying humans
Who the opposite of you
You 30 wit a degree
Saying what would jay z do
You ain't neva bang shit
Askin what wit nip do
Ain't the type to shock
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