Lyrics:
why
I still feel the same way I did when I was 17
I still look over my shoulder waitin' for the world to change
But these are the good old days
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
[Jay-Z]
...back again & back again
I went from Marcy to Hollywood
& back again & back again
As a youth I used to hold the weed up
old heads said I
sent
Here to give y'all the truth jAY-Z, call me
Bruh! You still ain't call me
JAY-Z, call me, ay bruh jAY-Z
I know you got killers
Please don't send 'em
Today is a good day
Cause I'm hanging with my homies
And my girl's always on me, yeah
Today is a good day
Got me rolling all these jays
Ive been
of my mind
(Cause you can't knock the hustle)
Who do you think you are (Jay Z baby)
Baby one day you'll be a star
Last seen out of state where I drop my
want no wife like Jada or Brittany Renner (I don't)
And I'll take the money instead of the Jay-Z dinner (haha)
I was smokin' on that Alpo pack when I
ones by Jay Z and Rick Ross she
Did that song because she was asked and
Because "Kanye's a genius" She
Did "Bang Bang"
Because she "knew it would be big"
to fuck up
You'll regret the day when I find another girl, yeah
That knows just what I need, she knows just what I mean when I tell her keep it drama free
a broad day in the mall
Up in glocks wit body shops takin' a fall
Fuck you cock swats feds and all
[Jay-Z]
No no no homie, I didn't say I could hit
But Jam Master much faster, Jack saw Jay's dick
Now little Bo Peep cold lost her sheep
And Rip van Winkle fell the hell asleep
And Alice chillin'
But Jam Master much faster, Jack saw Jay's dick
Now little Bo Peep cold lost her sheep
And Rip van Winkle fell the hell asleep
And Alice chillin'
to fuck up
You'll regret the day when I find another girl, yeah
That knows just what I need, she knows just what I mean when I tell her keep it drama free
Caucasian Alive
RIP Jay L, RIP
Ok, like
We are gathered, here today
To lay Jay L in an ice cold grave
At least when he went he had a couple good tapes
Before
premature
Shit went sour after Jay-Z left
But they didn't care
I was glad Jay-Z gave me respect
See I was young, fast forward
Hot dollah had the streets
is what you make of it
And I'm makin' a lot of it
See that's a quadruple entendre
Jay Z eat your heart out
Joell Ortiz, Brooklyn, New York
But
"Goddamn, that DJ made my day!"
Like the butcher, the baker, the candlestick maker
He's a maker, a breaker, and a title taker
Like the little old lady who
in the vehicle bent
These days I mellowed out
See, success make a fella content
Un huh
You know, this rap stuff, pop a
Jay-Z Hugo, course
feel like Jay Z holy grail holy grail
I got the juice like Juice Wrld all girls the same
Have lucid dreams so I take perckys
Its not good for my health
"Goddamn, that DJ made my day!"
Like the butcher, the baker, the candlestick maker
He's a maker, a breaker, and a title taker
Like the little old lady who
What can I say Elijah Nigga Today was a good day good day
I got say Elijah Nigga today
Was a good day good day
What can I say Elijah nigga Today was
here
To give y’all the truth
Jay Z, call me
Bruh! You still ain’t calling me! Jay
Z, call me! Aye, bruh, I
Know you got killers
Please don’t send them
enemy number one, our Uzi weighs a ton
This is our house, run, hahaha
What happened to those good old days? (Huh?)
When hip-hop was so much fun (so
Shit goin' all bad, but I'm patient, know somethin' good gotta come next
Old celly just got killed, his killer gone to ADX
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