Justify My Thug
Jay-Z
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Uh, this feel right right here, Quik It's like it's supposed to happen this one right here Young! God damn Let me justify my thug on this one right here It goes one o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock, Roc Five six seven o'clock, eight o'clock, Roc Eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock, the party bout to pop Then, Roc-A-Fella y'all, it's your boy S. Dot And I ain't never been to jail, I ain't never pay a nigga To do no dirt for me I was scared to do myself I will never tell, even if it means sittin in a cell I ain't never ran, never will I ain't never been smacked, a nigga better keep his hands To himself or get clapped for what's under that man's belt I never asked for nothin I don't demand of myself Honesty, loyalty, friends and then wealth Death before dishonor and I tell you what else I tighten my belt 'fore I beg for help Foolish pride is what held me together through the years I wasn't felt which is why I ain't never played myself I just play the hand I'm dealt, I can't say I've never knelt Before God and asked for better cards at times to no avail But I never sat back feelin sorry for myself If you don't give me heaven I'll raise hell 'Til it's heaven Justify my thug, my thug, for you (hoping, praying) Now if you shoot my dog, I'mma kill yo' cat Just the unwritten laws in rap, know dat For every action there's a reaction, don't have me relapsin' Relaxin's what I'm about, but about mine Don't be actin like you can't see street action Take me back to Reasonable Doubt time You see my mind's on the finish line, facin the wreck I put my muh'fuckin faith in the tec, tell Satan not yet You understand I am chasin my breath I am narrowly escapin' my death, oh yes I am the Michael Schumacher of the Roc roster Travellin Mach 5, barrel in my apparel can stop God God forgive me but I can't let them deliver me to you Until, I won this race, then eventually My engine gon' burn out, I get whatever is meant for me However it turns out fine, red line! Justify my thug, my thug, for you (hoping, praying) They say an eye for an eye, we both lose our sight And two wrongs don't make a right But when you been wronged and you know all along that it's just one life At what point does one fight? (Good question, right?) 'Fore you knock the war, try to put your dogs in his Ten-and-a-halfs, for a minute-and-a-half Bet that stops all the grinnin and the laughs When you play the game of life and the win ain't in the bag When your options is none and the pen is all you have Or the block, niggas standin tight as lemons on the ave Tryin to cop a shop call theyself cleansin in the cash But can't put they name on paper cause, then you on blast Mr. President, there's drugs in our residence Tell me what you want me to do, come break bread with us Mr. Governor, I swear there's a cover up Every other corner there's a liquor store, f*ck is up? Justify my thug, my thug, for you (hoping, praying)
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Written by: Darryl Matthews Mcdaniels, Joseph Ward Simmons, Lawrence Smith, Eric T. Sadler, David Marvin Blake, Shawn C. Carter, Lenny Kravitz, Ingrid Julia Chavez, Madonna L. Ciccone, James Henry Boxley Iii, Carlton Douglas Ridenhour
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