Lyrics:
Yeah, yeah
Watch out
[Chorus x2]
Ain't no running from
Karma, and no running
Ain't no running from
Karma, and no running
I'm the caboose
wide up inside the telly
Side to side, til you say Jay-Z you're too much for me
I am a little bit of loneliness, a little bit of disregard
Handful
callin'
Can I get some more?
Hell, 'til I reach Hell, I ain't scared
Mama checkin' in my bedroom, I ain't there
I got a head with no screws in it, what
frustrated 'cause ain't no more N'Sync, now I'm all out of whack
I'm all out of Backstreet Boys to call out and attack
I'm going all out in this rap shit
Capri and Jay-Z, It's Kid Capri and Jay-Z
Cause I'm Like That yo ! Cause I'm like that yo !
Verse One: Jay-Z
As a young and dumb man, gun in
to the paradigm (na na)
Occupied on that Marilyn (na na)
The prophecies of the wild nigga, no church
My uncles said stop bitching nigga, no skirts
It's kinda
surprisin' me
Turned out
They happy just to be in the house
So I'm a call emout
I ain't no church mouse
Luvout
I master rap
Write a 16 and half
z
I will take the franks,while I bump blueprint 3
My gift you can't curse,best rap by biggie hearse
Lying to the folks like the pastors in a church
ticka-ticka-ticka like Jay-Z
I'm slim shady with rabies
Nasa one, bout to go crazy
Like McGrady in the fourth
This gonna be unforgettable like Sway Lee
I was last,
a shook song
No, I know the wars we took on
Niggas better get gone
[Jay Z]
Yeah, flow sicker on every record
Watch Sean, glock nine,
frustrated 'cause ain't no more N'Sync, now I'm all out of whack
I'm all out of Backstreet Boys to call out and attack
I'm going all out in this rap sh-
in bed
So ain't no future fuckin' you, I ain't the bitch to love ya
Can't do a damn thang for you, if you ain't about money
Nine outta ten, I'll
no one must try
No two, no three, no four, know why?
Because one's four-five might blow yo' high
You ain't gotta go to church to get to know yo' God
the church
By the Am... you up in the dirt
Cause When 9 drop a 30 pack
Mob ties niggaz get whacked
On word... you getting clap
Jay z... niggaz fade to black
George Washington, Thomas Jefferson
Samuel Adams, First Chief Justice John Jay
Names synonymous with the spirit of our country
Founding fathers
(Jay-Z)
Pass the dutchie if you was ill
Take one to the grizzill
Tell me what you fizzill
It's like a complicated puzzle unravelin', mind travelin',
Dame Dash still fuck with Jay-Z
Still, real still recognize real
I still feel it in the air we still kill at will
Now first Pac got got
Then Big
It'z your boy Jay Jay Jay o
Jay Gold ooo
Mad o, it'z Tsongs beat
Khali babyo yeh yeh
No much to say you know...
Waguan!...
Make them talk o...
(Yeye
looking for hustle
I'm a grinder, choppas in the path finder
I ain't no killa, I ain't no drug dealer
I'm a real nigga with real
Emotions that stand behind
mill, everybody know my name now
thinkin' back, it's a motherfuckin' shame how
Biggie got killed and Pac got murked
Sometimes I gotta step in the church
no one must try
No two, no three, no four, know why?
Because one's four-five might blow yo' high
You ain't gotta go to church to get to know yo' God
Come around, bad decision, you'd rather be in prison
Ain't no duckin' what I'm delivering, won't be forgiver-in'
Layin' there shiverin', half the night
the church house and the mess hall
That's why I address y'all, express all Big Dogg
with no flaws, yiggy yes yall touch y'all from up above
Show big love,
Jesus in the back,
Conformity’s the function of celebrity,
Pumping up the volume,
So you leave feeling like Jay-Z,
But simultaneously lay-z,
So if you
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