Lyrics:
a sting
In the silence that she bring
But have you heard what they say
No jackdaw can have no jay, no way
I’m a typical male bastard
Fidelity, i never
avoid the cell block he shell shocked
Send him straight to hell get bell rocked
I told him once, but he must have forgot
What's beef, its where you get
youth
And I ain't nothing like no Jay-Z
I'm just doing right by these booths
And I ain't ever been one to pray to God
I just pray to God I let loose
So
you-
you'll know
Yea
Yea
Call my name
Call it
Adn Jay
But this time it's for something different
I know that I have a message
The question is how
knights they’ll never check mate me
Flipping Ye I made an oath to be the next Jay Z
My moment is picture perfect so you best say cheese
Schooling niggas I
VO dude
Good kid turned to the goon
Good kid mad city where it's full of doom
Thinking of a way to make 6K by noon
Then do it again, they know I'm
should've gone to school, you could've learned a trade
But you laid in the bed where the bums have laid
Now all the time you're crying that you're underpaid
on their knees)
Wise Man 2: By what name are you calling him?
(Dramatic Holy music)
Mandy: Brian.
Three Wise Men:
We worship you, Oh,
like JAY-Z
Until I finally realized that Jay wasn't me
I took my time to jot down
Every line that's a quotable
Critics say I don't be killing this
Shit
Facts is I defied what they all say
I get pounds from Jay-Z and Party with Beonce
Suffice what you say
I've done came along way
From when I've gotten
basically (do you want me to do it?)
Hold up, skip all the singin' lets go ride tonight, mami (Come on now...Uhhh)
[Jay-Z]
I know my English ain't as modest
to make the booty bounce
If you know me dog then you know this aint nothing new
I been fly i don't got to wait to have a few
You're like a kid stealing zans
called family that he had
Left him all by himself
See where that love get you?
It get you hurt
They don't really love you
Till they know yo body in
dog, cant kick it with no small fries
Feel like Jay-Z, I might just make this song cry
Can’t trust no bitch because in the end they gone all lie
If you
gangsters at coo never sweat under the gun
Where the f*** my Mistress at at c*** back ready to pop something
Since you n****z all about frontin let's how
should've gone to school, you could've learned a trade
But you laid in the bed where the bums have laid
Now all the time you're crying that you're underpaid
They hate to see you and recognize the talents you have
And they never want to acknowledge you know how you growing
And the improvements you make
that ain't cool
And you won't have friends for long living by them rules
So I downsized again, and you wonder where
I'm back with madukes I'm in Bear,
where yo ass was at
When I was broke and I ain't have a meal
I'm trynna get that jay z money it's been a hard knock life
But you won't see me runnin
the slanguage
I ain't even drop no album yet
Off mixtapes, that's how I've been maintaining
If you a bitch nigga, sorry
In backs there is bodies
Have your
to tease the world then bang her out
You can have her after but know I came in
I spend too much time by my lonesome
I got too much pride what you want some
You ain't got enough stamps in your passport to fuck with young H-O
International
Show young boys how to do this thing
The maturation of Jay-Z
You ain't got enough stamps in your passport to fuck with young H-O
International
Show young boys how to do this thing
The maturation of Jay-Z
I have been cashing in
Hold up wait a minute
Thought that I finished
Fake ass nigga tryna be friends like Keke
Ye do love me ye do you hate me
I don't
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