Lyrics:
Soldiers"
All you protest kids
You can hear Jack say, get ready, ah
Sweet Jane, ah, come on, baby
Sweet Jane, oh-oh
Sweet Jane
Some people, they
time that's almost up that you haven't acknowledged
Grab for some water but I'm that pill that's too jagged to swallow
I'm the bullies you hate, that
This next song is dedicated to all whack rappers
And all the whack people who like and buy their whack music
I think you crazy if you like Jay-z
the fat war chest
What the real deal why you can't connect
Why you hating people that you never met
Didn't your mama teach you to show some respect?
Why not
here's a list of MC's that can kill you in eight bars
50, um, Jay-Z and Nas
I'ma say this shit now and never again
We ain't buddies, we ain't partners
makin' a killing
Uh, I crush the villain
Diametrically opposed
My mind's able to leap and beat down
All the clowns in a single bound
I'm fit for some comic
on to the next
The beat made by Goat, Z-O-6 And I'm riding The coast
I'm finna get rich, so let's have a toast She can't Even breath cause my dick in her throat
Seven forty-six, wake up, hand on my dick
Lakers lost by thirty last night, I'm talking shit
Roll up a Backwood, killer in my spliff
Reading GQ
of vice grips
I don't pay niggas, niggas pay me
(I'm a hustler baby) like Jay-Z
It's the diamond princess million dollar mistress
From the M-I home
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
Seven forty-six, wake up, hand on my dick
Lakers lost by thirty last night, I'm talking shit
Roll up a Backwood, killer in my spliff
Reading GQ
like this
If you never heard me rap don't trip
Cause I hit the scene with my homie Too Clean
We slap hands like a tag team
Some people say they don't
your team ain't my team, get in line and get behind
I'm next up in line, headed up there with Jay-Z and them
Big E and Em-inem, and I can't even swim
that I know how to rap
Okay, I'm reloaded!
(music drops in)
[Jay-Z]
I did it again niggaz
Fucked up, right? I know
I know what y'all niggaz asking
Some will be driven by conflict
Others will fight the good fight
Some will rely on the darkness
Some will rely on the light
Some elevate with
Bitch, like I got a bald head
Pussy, I could never die
Forever on some boss shit
Yeah, you know I'm fly
Bitch, I'm killin' by my brothers
Bet you
Jay-Z shirt
Fuckin' with the turf
I'm puffin' on that Smurf, fuck you, come holler
And tellin' Papa, "Put away your dollars, your son got chopppers"
feelin' like I'm chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka Slim Shady
Jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga like Jay-Z
Jig is up, you
please
But its someone to talk to
Is what he really needs
Theirs families by trees
Jay always sees
Their happiness washes over him
And turns into jealousy
think it feel to be a Simmons
Imagine Christmas and Thanksgiving
People wanna know why I ain't on my brother's label
If I did this whole rap game be
in a wraith and (in a wraith and)
Go plot for the world domination ('mination)
See, I'm tryna get to the tipity top
To where Kanye and Jay-Z
Sweet Jane
Some people like to go out dancing
And other people, they gotta work
And there's always some evil mothers
They'll tell you life is just
to make sure my people gettin' by
Brunch with some Qatar royals and my cup is all oil
You know it's real when your niggas will take the fall for you
All
is the blueprint
Beginning of some new shit
But nah this ain't Jay Z
This Meek Milly baby
Louie belt v neck chillen in my AP
Dawg I go crazy like I got
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