Lyrics:
Fuck Jay Z, he's broke and I smoke daily
Baby, let's be friends
Friends, where's my niggas' at, come on y'all
No need to front, let's be friends
Shady (I'm back)
I'm back (I'm back) (Slim Shady) I'm back
Guess who's back, back?
Gue', gue', guess who's back? (Hi mom)
Guess who's back?
Gue',
on the court near avenue lane
Close By there they met a girl her name was merry Jane
Jay thought she was cute and had her all in his brain
But little did this
the first show
Of Jay-Z's eight-night run at the
Brand-new Barclays Center in Brooklyn, but
He says he'll come back
Too "Ain't no afterparty more
Important
so-called car, who the man?
While I'm tuggin' on your main bitch head
Understand this: Ain't no nigga like me
Fuck Jay Z!
He broke and I smoke daily, baby,
**** with me
Guess you rather see me down than see me fly away
Type ****** wonna match before they light the jay
Back in the days we was friends,
levels and I think, like
How Jay-Z took it to heights and
Made people be like, "Damn
Hip hop can take you this far!?"
I think you're taking that baton
Young Money wanna be
Young Money want me on his very next CD
And Jay Z, he gotta fan out 'cause of me and who I am
When my next album drops, album drops
MTV
Making the video of without me
Guess who's back, back again
I discovered Eminem and his best friend
Chancellor and Wayne, Kanye, T-Pain
Pac & 2
The B.A.G'z
The B.A.G'z
Hollywood Fos
Laady k, Cj Sweets
We only want the
Big
Ass
Grips
I'm not like you
You not like me
I came from the bottom
Now
They say fame is like a drug
I hope you know your limit's
Know what you want
But don't sell your soul to get it
(Jay-Z Words of Wisdom Interview)
I
wanna be the, the, the king
They wanna be the, the, the king
They wanna be the, the, the king (king)
[Verse 1: Jay-Z (Chris Martin)]
Inspired by
[Jay-Z]
Guess who? Uh, uh-uh uh-uh
Jigga, ya heard?
Uh-uh, a-Timbaland, ya heard?
Uh, Twista, ya heard? see'mon, see'mon
Uh-uh, uh-uh, g-ge,
featuring Jay Z
[M.Bleek]
That's right Up front and personal
[Chorus]
Where my niggaz at?
Where my bitches at?
I
Yeah niggas!
Who the fuck you thought it was?
It's ya nigga Jay muthafuckin Rock, top dog!
Before I get started
Let me get a rest in peace to my
in a pitch black tug,
You lookin at rich black thugs to get that love
And we won't stop til I get back blood
Holla at em Hov
[Jay-Z]
I'm from
ed, tell a story of the streets
[big ed]
My nigga jay got his ass snatched, why wasn't he strapped
Kidnapped by four niggas dressed in black
Ahh dats
useless, all this fightin', let's get past it now
Even when I throw them deuces, you just send it back around
Your wrist and fingers glisten, ice cold
flowing on this beat
Audience look up, look around we got some seats
I went up 100 percent guess I got the means
They lookin for Jay's album
but Jay's
Call up some friends disturb the peace
Play a smash by Jaz or Jay-Z's dope release
Like a Dove Bar freshly dipped
So you can hook and sling and slip
a long sentence
You ask me how I feel about that, maybe you got the wrong witness
I heard Jay Z's cool with Obama
Obama must be cool with me then I guess
flock to me
All in New York be with Maino and Capo
I rode by myself and ain't nobody stoppin' me
Ain't no more real niggas
I'm who Jay-Z and Kanye like
flock to me
All in New York be with Maino and Capo I
Rode by myself and ain't nobody stoppin' me
Ain't no more real niggas I'm who Jay-Z
And Kanye like
like Rocky
You got a lot of nerve to play me
Another gay rapper, bustin' caps at Jay-Z
And still avoid capture
While y'all caught up in the rapture,
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