Lyrics:
B-boye na parkiecie jak Dee Jay na scenie
To Hip-Hop którego korzenie to podziemie
I stara szkoła rapu tu młode pokolenie
Które słychać właśnie
(Shaytan)
The Devil's like God, shapeless, not aimless or brainless
You may not feel it, but it's not painless
Imagine chicken tendons tearin' off
(Y’All MUST'VE FORGOT WHO THIS N****
SO IMA LET HIM REINTRODUCE HIMSELF
GO HEAD MY N****)
Verse 1:
Z-A-Y to the m********** Jay
Ain’t rollin with
the
Eye they smile
I'm due back by Monday, and it's
Friday now
All you wanna-be pimps and players
Man you should try Jay's style
I'm saying bye-bye to my
keep drinking lean
Chasing money by any means
All that shit don't get to me
You know who I am
Z06 way faster than a Lamb'
You know I want Spam
He
nigga"
New York Times read "Jay Z just signed a trap nigga"
Kitchen like "it's Thursday, you heard?" Might bring it back nigga
You fuckin' the money up
You ain't got enough stamps in your passport to fuck with young H-O
International
Show young boys how to do this thing
The maturation of Jay-Z
You ain't got enough stamps in your passport to fuck with young H-O
International
Show young boys how to do this thing
The maturation of Jay-Z
have it anymore.
I would like a turkey wrap served by Jay Z and broccoli, side of broccoli with garlic and oil served by Rush.
Wait, wait, wait,
Yeah, fucked up world
It's somewhat a cycle, bad intentions like the devil's disciple
A victim of shit, am I supposed to cry too?
These verses do it,
say that line
I'm crazy, renegade like Em and Jay-Z
I'm Rosemary's baby, I want you to hate me
Shorty, I love you and you love me too
We were meant
young thing
That I keep by my hip, like my celly that rings
Meeting Michelle at the hotel
While Jay and Tone on the way to the after party
Got
a pre---nup
Now ask yourself this question, umm
Would you be with Jay-Z if he wasn't C-E-O
Would you be with F-A-B-O if he drove a Neo
Would you ride with
was still violent
TIP was king of the south
Master P then YMCMB
Jay-Z was bringin' em out yeah
T.I. told me bring em out bring em out
Jay-Z told me
And whether you fuck with me or not
I don't give a fuck you could keep your props
Fuck keeping it real, I'mma keep it K-Dot
Kendrick everyday, JAY-Z didn't lie
keepin' it real i'm a keep it K dot
Kendrick everyday Jay-Z didn’t lie fucker
As I move I feel way better doing
Me I can only do me
I hope that you do you
W-Balls, it's your main man DJ E-Z Dick
About to unleash another one of
Those platinum plus hit's
And the word is on the streets
And the word is
[Jay-z]
we'll always be togetha
no one can fuck you betta
[Amil]
yeah nigga i heard this all before
yeah nigga i heard this all before
yeah nigga you drive
pregnant with your baby
You ain't my main, you my maybe
Big, big pimpin', call me Jay-Z
But I'm also Janet Jackson
What have you done for me lately?
Justin Timberlake is just a new form of Michael
It's cold inspiration, that's the way it be
Without a Jay Z's are probably wouldn't be no Peas
So
radę wiesz to
Na przyjaźń dumę godność nacisk kładę chuj z resztą
Dopóki nie opuszczą trumien nie trudno to zrozumieć
Robimy to tak by sufit spadł wam
I’m OBJ (like I’m, what)
I got big plans, I’ll tell you what The Blueprint say, huh
I’ll hit a billi' by 50, shit like I’m Jay Z
No Options
Yo yo yo
level (Baby)
I wanna live forever (Baby)
Lord don't take the devil (Take me)
I can't let you never (Play me)
I trynna live better then Jay Z
I hope
Fronto jay smoke away my fears
(Fronto jay smoke away my, ugh)
Dancing with the devil, don't step on my toes
I'mma lose my mind before I sell my soul, yeah
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