Lyrics:
the paper but never see
Blunt rollin
Don't dissed no one, most of
These cunts Phoney
You're favourite rapper is a lazy hoe
I'm not talkin about Shady or
Jay-Z
my food, my plate's right here
(Eat it up, nigga)
Yeah, justify your means with the ends
But make sure I'm never comin back
How 'bout that
Mush
I
Must
the box keep making it through
Do your time (do your time) don't let your time do you
[Pimp C]
To my nigga Pharoahe (stay up homie)
To my nigga Z
a lot of renovating myself
Kane ain't never been known for
Limit's breaking my "self"
Club shit and thug shit, innovatin myself
But you'll never catch
sick, then he died, You cannot justify
Fuck the media, the insurrection won't be televised
Super spreader of white supremacy
Hunting down all of my
bop, a Jay-Z boycott
Cause he said that he never prayed to God, he prayed to Gotti
I'm thinking godly, God guard me from the ungodly
But by my 30th
Trying to be like Jay-Z and that really hurts
Money and power combined corrupts everyone
And if you lose who you are then you become scum
We need to focus
the world
But you stopped the nation; we still got a few good spitters left
Slim, Kendrick, Jay-Z, Dre, 50 Cent, Royce, Tech
But the new type of rap that
king the notorious b i g
Public enemy nas jay z
Hail mary ganger 10
Jeg har mer å si slipp meg fri
Syv er en teori klipp meg fri
Ingen alibi killumunati
bitch and turned it to his new bitch (haha)
I'm stupid, but I won't get my drama on
What I'm dealin' with is too real for me to comment on
Jay finally
Brenda ma dziecko ja mam kartkę i papier
I to nie thug life choć poznałem się ze strachem
To my life żaden high life zawsze z smakiem
Gdy radość mówi
said she love B.I.G. and she likes Tupac
And when I said Jay-Z she say, "It's the Roc"
I'ma leave it like this, like this like that
Where Brooklyn at?
said she love B.I.G. and she likes Tupac
And when I said Jay-Z she say, "It's the Roc"
I'ma leave it like this, like this like that
Where Brooklyn at?
Area's Jay-Z
Dis me all you want out ya mouth and side of ya cheek
I will not respond
I'm beyond you peons
And don't think you ain't cooning
Just 'cause
think like Jay-Z
Billionaire sport
Billionaire sport
Ball is outta bounds
I look up at the sky
I look up at the sky
I know, God, I know I try
Cause he gon
Let's go
You fuckin wit a boss I keep it wavy
Fuck the cost I'm on my jay z
Thats Fuck you now Pay me
Been Lil nigga with tatted the skin
Smokin
The Beat
With Jay-Z and Damon
I know at times
I'm hella complex
But now Imma put it in lamens
I wanna fuck you
Not with Jimmy Jam
Not with Terry Lewis
(Section 8 just straight cooked this motherfucker up)
Uh, uh
Uh
Why you wanna thug me like that? Uh, uh
Why you wanna do me like that? Uh, uh,
Fox Brown yeah, Jay-Z, what
I keep it fresher than the next, bitch
No need for you to ever sweat the next bitch
With speed, I make the best
Bitch see
show these niggas love then after I regret it
I really know some thugs
Who’ll put 30 on your melon
Why you playing with my name?!
Put the rap game in
away my family, know they lying
Taking my loves away that's the real crime
Free my bros, free my guys, free my slimes
Yeah
Free Thug and Gun
Free Duke,
the N.Y.
It's Jay-Z saying y'all niggaz getting fly
He doing "Volume 3" and got a track from Timb
And wondered could some trill niggaz rock it with him
Shit
center stage
Next thing you know we got this call from the N.Y.
It's Jay-Z saying y'all niggaz getting fly
He doing "Volume 3" and got a track from
now
My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard
Who gave her a record deal, oh my god!
Nas is in the video with Kalis
Jay-z's in the video with
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