Intro lyrics - Jay Z

"Man I worked for one of the biggest companies in New York City.
He didn't own his own company. White man owned it, so they owned him. Nobody owns me though."

(Your gangster is not defined) 
Your gangster is not defined by how low your jeans fall by your waist, but more how your genes stand over his expectations. Never forget where you came from. 
(Your gangster)
Your gangster is not defined by how many rocks are in your watch, but rather how many rocks you move while on your watch.
(Gangsters, hustlers, republicans, democrats, pimps and hoes.)
Conservatives, labor, the seller, the buyer, the product, the producer.
(See you are what you are in this world.)
The gangster is absorbed and adored by those that don't understand the laws that govern gangsterment.
(Gangsterment)
Gangsterment allows you to make up your own laws and create brand new words.
Gangster mentality.
(Gangster mentality, an American way created by the white, mastered by the black, and absorbed by the fiends, taxed by the governmentality, charted by forbes.
If you believe in Jay-Z then you too can be a gangster.)
The you too can be a gangster by any means necessary. By any means necessary, by owning that dream. I mean it's a long walk to freedom but, while deep,
deep, deep inside the bush.
(The war on terror screams, damn it feels good)
Damn it feels good to be a gangster.
(To be a gangster swagger is not a must, it's a liability, a cliche, a bad suit, cut the bullshit. You know if it wasn't for this, there would be no that.)
Which we call, the American Gangster.

Pray lyrics - Jay Z (feat. Beyonce)

[Beyonce talking]
Delivery me from my enemies oh god
Defend me from those that rise up against me
Deliver me from the work of inequities 
the savior from the blood of me

[Jay-Z - Verse one]
look, mind state of a gangster from the 40's
meet the vicious mind of Motown's Berry Gordy
turn crack rocks into a chain of 40/40's
sorry my jewelery so gordy
slid into the party with my new pair of Maury's
America meet the gangsta Shawn Corey
hey young world wanna hear a story?
close your eyes and you could pretend your me
a cut from the cloth of the Kennedy's
Frank Sinatra having dinner with the Genovese
this is the genesis of a nemesis
mother America's not witnessing
the Harlem renaissance birthed black businesses
this is the tale of lost innocences as the incents burn
and the turn tables turn and that Al Greens plays
i see my mother's afro as momma taps her toes as she rolls her jays
and my poppa just left the house, in search of the killer of my Uncle Ray
and she's trying to calm my nerves, as i observe this is just one day
and what tomorrow has in store we could never be sure so all we can do is
Pray

[Beyonce Talking]
Because of your strength
while i walked upon the 
for god is my defense

[Jay-Z]
as i head towards my home room I observe the rooms though needles on the ground
I hear a car go vrooom drug dealer in the BM with the top down
as the girls start to giggle I ask why you laugh they say "you too little"
one day you'll understand when you become a man 'bout things you have to get you
fast forward freeze frame on my pistol
fist full of dollars ignorance is so blissful
I didn't choose this life this life chose me
around here is the shit that you just do
I just left school, the same BM is pulled over by the boys dressed blue
they had they guns drawn screaming just move
unless there something else you suggest we can do
he made his way to the trunk, opened it like a huh
a treasure chest was removed
cops said he'll be back next month
what we call corrupt he called paying dues
now when the rules is blurred as they hears a what am I to do
but pray, pray the lord forgive me
pray guys goodbye for what I'm about go through
Pray

[Beyonce Talking]
Delivery me in thy righteousness 
it cause me to escape and climb thy air until i am
Save me lord

[Jay-Z]
anyway there's oppression the drug profession
flourishes like beverages refreshing
sweet taste of sin everything I've seen made me everything I am
bad drug dealer or I victim I beg
what came first moving chickens or the egg 
this is why I be so fresh I'm trying to beat life
because I can't cheat death
the truth is the shamelessness ain't stainless is that aim this is 
you know who's game this is
move coke like Pepsi it don't matter what the brand name is
I stand behind mine everything I do I'm a man behind mine
I'm not a angel I'm sure but every night before I lay
I drop my knees to the floor and I pray

[Beyonce Talking]
The name shall endure forever
The name shall continue as long as the sun will
Men shall be blessed in him
All nations shall call him blessed
In your name I pray
For you blessings

American Dreamin' lyrics - Jay Z

Dreamed of you this morning
Then came the dawn, and I thought you were here with me
If you could only see
How much i love you
That's all that's all that's all baby
Oh no, I'll never give up on you
I never felt that before
But there's always....
That's all that's all...

This is the shit you dream about with the homie steamin' out
Back-back-backing them Beemer's out
Seems as our plans to get a grant
Then go off to college, didn't pan or even out
We need it now, we need a town
We need a place to pitch, we need a mound
For now, I'm just a lazy boy
Big dreaming in my La-Z-Boy
In the clouds of smoke, been playin' this Marvin
Mama forgive me, should be thinkin' bout Harvard
But that's too far away, niggas are starving
Ain't nothin' wrong with aim, just gotta change the target
I got dreams of baggin' snidd-ow the size of pillows
I see pies everytime my eyes clidd-ose
I see rides, sixes, i gotta get those
Life's a bitch, I hope not to make her a widow

[Chorus:]
Oh no, I'll never give up on you
I never felt that before
Its just American dreamin'
Oh no, I'll never give up on you
I never felt that before
Its just American dreamin'
Oh no, I'll never give up on you
I never felt that before
American dreamin'
But there's always....
That's all that's all...

Now see, the life's right there
And it seems right there
Its not quite near,
And its not like we're professionals movin' the decimals
Know where to cop? Nah! got a connect? No!
Who under Heaven know how to be successful
Need a Personal Jesus, I'm in Depeche Mode
They say its celestial, its all in the stars
It's like Tony LaRussa
On how you play your cards
You all ain't fucking with me!
The ironies are
And at all costs better before he was bars
Now lets start, on your mark
Get set, lets go-get out the car!
Going in circles, its a vicious cycle
This is a crash course, this ain't high school
Wake up, Muttley, you're dreamin' again
Your own reality show, the season begins

[Chorus]

Step One in this process, scramble up in your projects
And head to the heights where big coke is processed
You gotta convince 'em that you not from the Precinct
Please speak slow, cause he no speakey no English
If he takes a liking after a couple of trips
If your money is straight, he's gonna give you consignment
You're now in a game where only time can tell
Survive the droughts, i wish you well...
Survive the droughts? I wish you well?
How sick am i? I wish you HEALTH
I wish you wheels, i wish you wealth
I wish you insight so you could see for yourself
You could see the signs, when the jackets is schemin'
And the cops is comin', you could read they mind
You could see from behind, you could redefine
The game as we know it, one dream at a time
I'm American dreamin'

[Chorus]

Hello Brooklyn 2.0 lyrics - Jay Z (feat. Lil Wayne)

[Chorus - Lil Wayne:]
Hello Brooklyn how you doing? where you going? can I come too
And if I can I'm a be your man you could be my lady
And have my baby and drive my cars and drive me crazy
Wherever you going baby girl just take me 'cause I'm so taken
If you taken I'm just sayin' baby I'm just sayin'

[Jay-Z]
Like a momma you birth me Brooklyn you nursed me schooled me wit Hard knocks better than Berkeley
they say you murked me by the time I was 21 that shit disturbed me but you never hurt me Hello
Brooklyn if we had a daughter guess what I'm a call her Brooklyn Carter when I left you for
Virginia it didn't offend your 'cause you no I only stepped out to get dinner and now I'm eating so
much I bought extra so much doe the dinner's now turn in to Breakfast I only roll Lexus to Hug
your road I love your corners I'm half your soul

[Chorus - Lil Wayne]

[Lil Wayne]
Hello Brooklyn what's your story she said she eating on the run But she ain't "Nore"
She said she got a man but he ain't worried but baby I'm a have to rob 'em like "Horry" she
said She love B.I.G and she like Tupac and when I said JAY-Z she said it's the roc but I'm a
leave it like dis like dis like that where Brooklyn at? where Brooklyn at?... Have you seen her?
and if she tell you somethin' you better believe her she told me she like my New Orleans Demeanor
and so I said goodbye Katrina

[Hook - Lil Wayne:]
And Hello Brooklyn b-b-baby you are the sweetest thing eyes
Can see I said Hello Brooklyn but baby I hope you
you never say goodbye to me I said Hello Brooklyn b-b-Baby
you are so damn fine to me and I remember the time, place, &
The weather on the day you said hi to me
and I say hello Brooklyn

[Jay-Z]
Brooklyn you crazy look how you made me razor blades in my mouth walk around behaving all demented
black Hoodies and timberlanded always scheming you see the gleam
On that niggas pendent Hello Brooklyn you bad influence look what you had me doing but I ain't mad
at you look at my attitude it says my life's too real pick up my ice grill baby I'm cold as ice
like I'm from Brownsville but my Bed's in the stuy though while I flatting your bush till we smoke a
C.I what up 2 the boy B.I you no I handle B.I I don't have steps on the caine ask the dreads about I
how you want so she likes it hard co... so I grind slow illa den outta square mall back in the 9.0'
my find hoe we got some victims to catch so in a couple years I'm a bring you some Nets

[Chorus - Lil Wayne]

[Hook - Lil Wayne]

No Hook lyrics - Jay Z

Poor me, dad was gone, finally got my dad back
Liver bad he wouldn't live long, they snatched my dad back
Guidance I never had that, streets was my second home
Welcomed me with open arms provided a place to crash at
A place to study math at, matter fact I learned it all
Burnt it all this music is where I bury the ashes at
Flash back not having much, not having that
Had to get some hollerest you can holla back at
Holla that my Jewish lawyer do enjoy the fruit of within my cash stack
Just in case a nigga got to use his rat-ta-ta-ta-tat
Own boss own yawt, masters, slave
The mentality I carry with me to this very day
Fuck rich let's get wealthy who else gonna feed we
If I need it I'm gonna get it however God help me

(And I don't need no hook for this shit!!!!)

I'm so for sure is known for sure
Stay out of trouble, momma said as momma sighs
Her fear her youngest son being victim of homocide
But I got to get you out of here momma or I'm gonna -- die
Inside -- and either way you lose me momma so let loose of me
I got the rain our direction'll soon change
To live and die in N.Y. in the hustle game
Hustle cane, hustle clothes or hustle music
But hustle hard in any hustle that you pick
Skinny nigga toothpick but, but I do lift
Weight like I'm using roids Rolls Royce
Keep my movements smooth while maneuvering
Through all the manuers in the sewers that I grew up in
Choices we make trying to escape

(And I don't need no hook for this shit!!!)

This is not for commercial usage
Please don't categorize this is music
Please don't compare me to other rappers
Compare me to trappers I'm more Frank Lucas than Ludacris
And Luda's my dude I ain't trying to diss
Like Frank Lucas is cool but I ain't trying to snitch
I'm gonna follow the rules no matter how much time I'm gonna get
I'm gonna live and die with the decisions that I'm gonna pick
So fuck the haven for cave in, that's why we don't speak
Made men ain't supposed to make statements
End of the story I followed the code cracked the safe
Other niggas ain't in the game so they practice hate
Leave that boy Hov alone why don't you
You don't have to if you don't want to but don't say I didn't warn you

Oh (And I don't need no hook for this shit!!!)

Roc Boys (And The Winner Is...) lyrics - Jay Z

And the winner is Hov...my man? SPEECH!

First of all I wan' thank my connect
The most important person with all due respect
Thanks for to duffle bag, the brown paper bag
The Nike shoe box for holding all this cash
Boys in blue who put greed before the badge
The first pusher whoever made the stash
The Roc Boys in the building tonight
Oh what a feeling I'm feeling life
Thanks to the lames, niggas bad aim
Thanks to a little change I tore you out the game
Bullet wounds will stop your bafoonery
Thanks to the pastor rapping at your eulogy
To Lil Kim and them, you know the women friend
Who, carry the work cross state for a gentlemen
Yeah, thanks to all the hustlers
And most importantly you, the customer

[Chorus: Jay-Z (Kanye West)]
The Roc Boys in the building tonight
Oh what a feeling, I'm feeling life
You don't even gotta bring ya paper out
We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house
(We in the house, hou-, hou-)
The Roc Boys in the building tonight
Look at how I'm chilling, I'm killing this ice
You don't even gotta bring ya purses out
We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house
(We in the house, hou-, hou-)
(We in the house, hou-, hou-, HEY)

Let ya hair down baby, I just hit a score
Pick any place on the planet, pick a shore
Take what the Forbes figure, then figure more
Cause they forgot to account what I did with the raw
Pick a time, lets pick apart some stores
Pick a weekend for freaking for figure fours
I figure frauds never hit a lick before
So they don't know the feeling when them things get across
Put ya hand out the window, feel the force
Feel the Porsche, hit the frost
Ice cold, jewels got no flaws
Drop got no top, you on the top floor
Pink Rosay, think OJ
I get away with murder when I sling yay
Niggas got less steps then Britney
That means it ain't stepped on, dig me?

[Chorus (with overlapping 3rd verse towards end)]

Red Porsches, rare portraits
Red glocks if you dare come near the fortress
This apple sauce is from the apple orchid
This kinda talk is only reserved for the bosses
Which means I get it from the ground
Which means you get it when I'm around
Rich niggas, black bar mitzvahs
Mazel tav, it's a celebration bitches, la heim
I wish for you a hundred years of success but it's my time
Cheers, toast to crime
Number one b-boy, chain nigga rhyme

[Chorus x3]

Sweet, let that ride out!
Bring the horns back in, yeah
This is black super hero music right here baby
American Gangsta
Taking flight, coming to a town near you
Soon as I touch down I just want ya'll to start playing the horns like...
Hovies home...Lukey baby
Hahahahaha...ow!

Sweet lyrics - Jay Z

[1st Verse:]
Sweet!
And still there's pain
If I would have grew up to be a doctor, my nephew would have grew up to do the same
But since I grew up through the game, and my influence is the same
And my therapy is music, they ask if you ashamed
And though I wish I could separate, two things, 
I cannot, so my answer to you remains
I can walk down the hall or mirrors, in Versailles
And be so satisfied when I look a myself in the eyes
No shame, no sir, just big boats and tearing the coast up
Tight coup like I'm wearing the roadster,
For any coup I'm bear hugging the holster.

[Chorus:]
Hov, alright, alright
And that may not be
What you call perfect
But, but it's my life
The life, the life, the life
Once again it's the life

[2nd Verse:]
So I make no apologies
Crooked policies 
So a G a nigga gotta be
We playing for property, no monopoly
So I'll pass go and let my nephew follow me
They say the child shall lead, 
So I take it far as I can, and then we shall see
Shall we dance with the devil, for a beat
I pray to God I ain't got two left feet
Do the hustle, put keys in the street
Then I'm ballroom dancing, ke-ke'ing in the suite
Sweet. 
BB's on the feet, TV's in the seat 
Enemies on the creep
It's so corrupt
Soak it up
It's a lesson, never fuck up
One day you're up, next day you're down
Long as you stay the same, it will come back around

[Chorus]

[3rd Verse:]
I'm even better, I'm eating better
Best thing about it is, my niggas eating together
With each endeavor
We reaching levels, niggas ain't seen in like forever
I'm hyman roth I make all my partners rich
I can vouch for you, if you ain't a part of this
So pardon me as I pave my wrist
As I parlay my chips, Hov!
Alright, alright, American Gangster, ganster, business like I'm white
But I'm not, I'm just bright
So fly with no fear of the flight
So if y'all hear my plight
And if you think you can make it this far without a fight
Couple mistakes here and there, not always right
But I'm always real, that's how I sleep at night

[Chorus]

I Know lyrics - Jay Z

And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
I know what you like
Everything you love
I know what you like
Everything you love
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
I know what you like ....HOV
Baby you love ....HOV
Baby you love ....HOV
Baby you like ....HOV

Uh-
She wants that old thing back
Uh- uh- uh-
She want those Heroin tracks
She likes me
She fiends for me nightly
She leans for me
Morning she rush for my touch
This is about LUST
Cold sweats occur when I'm not with her
My presence is a must- must- must-
Bonita Applebum, i gotta put you on
If i didn't when we cuttin' the feeling would be too strong
In any form, I'm giving you sweet dreams
That Sugar Hill, she call me her sweet thing
That Black Rain that take away your pain
Just for one night, baby, take me in vein
Now that feelin' got you trippin'
You no wanna feel no differently
Said lust has got you itchin'
Nose wide open and its' drippin' -eh -eh -eh -eh
I know what you like, i am your prescription
I'm your physician, I'm your addiction

And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
I know what you like
Everything you love
I know what you like
Everything you love
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
I know what you like ....HOV
Baby you love ....HOV
Baby you love ....HOV
Baby you like ....HOV

I am so DOPE
Like Louboutin's with the red bottoms
You gotta have 'em, you glad you got 'em
Like every color Giuseppe's, your guilty pleasure is me
Its so much fun, you shun therapy
Although it never be, the feeling is fleeting
Shopping's like coppin', you constantly need it
I'm never around, you constantly seek it
You'll never be down, i know where your peak is
9 1/2 weeks is better than 12-steps
I keep tryin' to remind you to keep tellin' yourself
Now your conscience is interfering, like "Better yourself!"
Like you better get help
But when that medicine's felt?
We're back together
Don't ever leave me
Don't ever let 'em tell you that you'll never need me
My China White, 'til we D.O.A.
Its Montego forever, baby, lets get away....

And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
I know what you like
Everything you love
I know what you like
Everything you love
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
I know what you like ....HOV
Baby you love ....HOV
Baby you love ....HOV
Baby you like ....HOV

How could you leave me?
I thought that you needed me!
When the world got too much and you pleaded with me--
Who helped you immediately?
How speedy of me!
How could you deny me so vehemently?
Now your body is shakin' trying to free it of me
And your soul is in control, trying to lead it from me
And your heart no longer pledge allegiance to me
Damn, I'm missing the days when you needed the D

And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
I know what you like
Everything you love
I know what you like
Everything you love
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
And I Know And I Know
I know what you like ....HOV
Baby you love ....HOV
Baby you love ....HOV
Baby you like ....HOV

Party Life lyrics - Jay Z

Oh...
I like the party life...
Break Out The Red Lights
The city in bright lights
Welcome To The Party Life
These girls dressin' skintight...
Welcome to the 70's--Sweet!

Ordered some Patreezy
While talkin' to this breezy
Brushin' off my three-piece, I make this look too easy
So tall and lanky, my suit?
It should thank me
I make it look good to be this hood,
Meyer Lansky mixed with lucky lefty
Gangster, effortlessly
Poppa was a rolling stone-its in my ancestry
I'm in a whole 'nother league, niggas never catch me
And I sport fly shit, I should win the ESPY

(Baby I, I said I sport fly shit, I should win the Espy....
I'm really in another league, babe.......
I got a slick mouth, you might wanna roll with me,)

I'm on her bra strap, she's on my dick
Ain't nothin' wrong with that, that's my bitch
I be the boss of that, I'm on her shit
So all you niggas fall back, I'll split ya wig
She's my little quarterback ....ya dig?
Cause I'm all that in the sack ....ya, ya dig?
I spoiled her
Foiled it if you fakin', Jack
She's used to million-dollar vacations
Fuck you all gonna do with that?

When you're blue
You got nothin' to do
(Ay, baby, see,....
When you're used to Filet Mignon,)
Head into the party life
(Its kinda hard to go back to Hamburger Helper...)
If you're feelin' low
We got to go
(Its your choice though, baby....)
Get into the party life

Is you rollin' rollin' rollin'?
(Yeah, baby....)
Is you headin' to the party life?
(Is you rollin'?
You can stall out or ball out....)
Is you rollin' rollin' rollin'?
Is you headin' to the party life?
(Make a choice....
Its so gangster, baby....)
Is you rollin' rollin' rollin'?

Sippin' on my vino
Got me cooler than Pacino
When DeNiro put together my real life its like CASINO
They should pay me for some B-roll
Takin' G-strolls through the ghee-to
When rap-p-p-pid fire's just a necessary evil
Hola Hovito', cooler than zero
B-low fresh one blade, no chemo
Art with no easel
Please, its no equal
Ya boy's off the wall, these other niggas is Tito

Oh...
I like the party life
The city in bright lights
These girls dressin' skintight...
(Damn,.....
Ay baby, I said I'm, I'm Off The Wall, I'm like a...
young Michael Jackson, these other niggas is Tito....
Shout out to Randy, Real Talk!)

When you're blue
You got nothin' to do
(I'm gonna just let this ride out...)
Head into the party life
(I might let it ride out for like 7 minutes, you can groove to it, whatever)
If you're feelin' low
We got to go
(Lets two-step....aaow!)
Get into the party life
(Guru, turn the lights down, lets keep it smooth...
This that shit you roll up, like a little tight J to...
Sip ya little wine...)
Is you rollin' rollin' rollin'?
Is you headin' to the party life?
Is you rollin' rollin' rollin'?
Is you headin' to the party life?
(whatever your vice is, you know?
Whatever YOU like to do...get into yo' comfort zone, baby....
Get into yo' comfort zone.....uh huh)

When you're blue
You got nothin' to do
(Head into the party life.....)
Head into the party life
If you're feelin' low
We got to go
(I don't even want it to stop, tho, forreal tho...)
Get into the party life

Step into my bedroom
I call it the Red room
C-cause it gets h-h-hot-t-t
I trust you gonna like it
See, why are we talkin' all this fly shit?
C-c-c-c-cause I'm the flyest
Hovito, baby
No equal, baby
So, petite n' gold
Let the beat go
Now I'm eatin' gold, baby
Hovito, baby
No equal, baby
So, petite n' gold
Let the beat go
Now can we go crazy?....
(Ooh!!!......)

When you're blue
You got nothin' to do
Head into the party life
If you're feelin' low
We got to go
Get into the party life.....

(Yo...nothin' in the world makes me sadder than to see a lonely girl....)

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