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through the game, then rep for the borough
And there ain't no name that can make me shudder
Woke by a clock, and I wouldn't be alarmed
Nah
Sheero, how
don't wanna give up
Shoot for the stars n count every blessing you are
I did a lot of bad things didn't stop me from taking mums car
I didn't mean it I
me and when he brings me in
Tell me I can be a star and reach far into peoples hearts
It's like the days going by like the hours
Now I feel the power,
got nothing to lose
Group of bad bitches idk who to choose
Fuck it imma just take them all
Five star recruit by the way I ball
Tryna get a few plaque
you baby girl you better stop it
Tryna make 100k give it to my mama
I would never cuff another hoe don't need the drama
You been lyin’ to me all
can't afford
To give you my love (oh yeah)
You think you're higher than every star above
Mr. Big Stuff, tell me
Just who do you think you are
Mr.
I'm doing big things
I’m driving high-speed
I ball like all-star, yeah you didn't make the team
I pull up hella clean
Surrounded by the fiends
Chorus:
Give me one more chance and I'll tell you that
All in your life could feel not like a double-edged knife,
And I will teach you how to see
Chorus:
Give me one more chance and I'll tell you that
All in your life could feel not like a double-edged knife,
And I will teach you how to see
me out before I
But now I just kick down the door like
BIG but not waving the four I
Just give them my heart and my soul I
Know that I said before
But
Aw
You come on strong with a great big smile
But your teeth are as sharp as a crocodile
You promised me the moon and the stars and the sun
But
on these
Little boys head's
Now he getting
All up in the mix
All up in the mix
Bro you know
That that's that
Lame shit
Double back
On a man
So quick
Let me
replace 'em with another one
You had to see she keep calling me Big (and another one)
And my name is Jay-Z
She was all on my dick
Gradually I'm taking
ah dime
They don't understand the pain of a black life
Most of us ain't got no daddy
We were raised by our mama or our granny
We all bastard child's
is that
You think bout yourself
That's a fact
Your friend she get grimy
Tryna give me a dance
And you ain't say nothing to that
And you didn't care
I got a million ways to make money
I stay out the mix n I'm stacking my shit
She in her feelings she tell me she love me
I couldn't do nothing but
Or I'll put my foot in your ass tonight
I'm outta sight like the planet Mars
And when I set my sights I shoot for stars
I don't like small cars or real big
and let your mind be free
And by the way welcome to the party
Uh uh excuse me Mr. Kid Rock (what's up?) can I do my thing
Uh, can I have a little something
didn't do it I can't fuck with it
NWA is like a mix a fix a trix
Real niggaz with big dicks
You're takin' a chance when you think that
Talkin' under your
make me go Super Saiyan
Jekyll and Hyde
Bonnie and Clyde
Brainwashed by clothes, hoes, and rides
Out of my mind
Still on the grind
Give it some time
I tried to take the high road
Let bygones be bygones
I tried to take the high road
But now another life's gone
What you expect from me, to turn
get to the final station
I don’t wanna mansion, I don’t wanna money, no
My main goal is to be heard by people, know
Even though chances would be
a year
All of a sudden, ten years later "I hear music"
[Chorus]
"I hear music"
Cool V, give me a drum roll
I can't believe how hip-hop has
a chance i gotta take it
I been standing my ground im never scared of Confrontations
They tried holding me down, but i breakthrough
The complications
I'm
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