Summer lyrics - The Carters (Beyonce & Jay-Z)
Right now inside the place to be with the one JAY-Z and Bey
Slowing down the dance to a different type of speed
You know it's Cool & Dre deh pan the beat
You know, a bloodclaat heat
(Right)
Let's make love in the summertime, yeah
On the sands, beach sands, make plans
To be in each other's arms, yeah
Let it breathe, let it breathe
I wanna drown in the depths of you, yeah, yeah
When the water's so blue (so blue, so blue)
So blue (so blue)
I need to take my time, oh yeah
Show you somethin' real (so real)
So real (let it breathe), so real (let it breathe, so real)
I want you to come inside right now
So you know just how I feel
How I feel (let it breathe, let it breathe), yeah
We never been this far from the shore
We might not ever go back any more
Got you all in your emotions, hit you with the force then
Tell me your desires, I won't ever tire
You'd rather play the game than to throw the fight
Boy you know that ain't right
When I'm needing your affection, I need that attention
Up and down motion, come swim in my ocean, yeah yeah
Let's make love in the summertime, yeah
On the sands, beach sands, make plans
To be in each other's arms
Let it breathe, let it breathe
I wanna drown in the depths of you, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Where the water's so blue
So blue (so blue)
I brought my sand to the beach
Hopped out the Lam' with the sheep
Skin rugs on the floor
We hugged, made love on the seats
We tried to hide in the hills
We watched the sky turn peach
Summer's light like, summer's night
It's like, Christ masterpiece
She taste like Corona Light, sweet
Even the lime gotta squeeze
She gave me a little swig, to chase behind my weed
If I can stay in her hair forever, that'd be fine by me
I don't have no concept of time
Even with a rose gold Concept on me
I remember summer nights in the projects
Bullet rounds interrupting my Chi
When the worst thing that could happen
Zipped up his jacket and ran back down the street
In Bel-Air, only the nights get cold
I wrapped a yellow jacket 'round Bey
It's not lost on me, music has my kids sound asleep
Oh, let's make love in the summertime, yeah
On the sands, beach sands, make plans
To be in each other's arms, yeah
Let it breathe, let it breathe
I need to take my time to show you somethin' real (so real)
This is real (so real)
I want you to come inside right now
So you know just how I feel, how I feel
Let's make love in the summertime
Let's make love in the summertime
Be in each other's arms
Let it breathe, let it breathe
Let's make love in the summertime, yeah
On the sands, beach sands, make plans
To love in each other's arms, yeah
Love, when
Love never change you know
When people change change
You know
Love is universal ting
Love is going to express itself as a form of forgiveness and compassion for each other
Apeshit lyrics - The Carters (Beyonce & Jay-Z)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Stack my money fast and go (Fast, fast, go)
Fast like a Lambo (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I be jumpin' off the stage, ho (Jumpin', jumpin', hey, hey)
Crowd better save her (Crowd goin' ape, hey)
I can't believe we made it (This is what we made, made)
This is what we're thankful (This is what we thank, thank)
I can't believe we made it (This a different angle)
Have you ever seen the crowd goin' apeshit? Rah!
Gimme my check, put some respect on my check
Or pay me in equity (Pay me in equity)
Watch me reverse out of debt (Skrrt)
He got a bad bitch, bad bitch
We livin' lavish, lavish
I get expensive fabrics
I got expensive habits
He wanna go with me (Go with me)
He like to roll the weed (Roll the weed)
He wanna be with me (Be with me)
He wanna give me that vitamin D (D)
Ice ornaments, icy style tournaments (Woo)
You ain't on to this (No)
Don't think they're on to this (No)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bought him a jet
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Shut down Colette
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Philippe Patek
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Get off my dick (uh, hey)
Gimme the ball, gimme the ball, take the top shift (Ball)
Call my girls and put 'em all on a spaceship (Brr)
Hang one night with Yoncé, I'll make you famous (Hey)
Have you ever seen the stage goin' apeshit? Rah! (Ayy)
Stack my money fast and go (Fast, fast, go)
Fast like my Lambo (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Jumpin' off the stage, ho (Jumpin', jumpin', hey, hey)
Crowd better save her (Crowd goin' ape, hey)
I can't believe we made it (This is what we made, made)
This is what we're thankful for (This is what we thank, thank)
I can't believe we made it (This a different angle)
Have you ever seen the crowd goin' apeshit? (Offset!)
I'm a gorilla in the fuckin' coupe
Finna pull up in the zoo
I'm like Chief Keef meet Rafiki—who been lyin' "King" to you? (Woo)
Pocket watchin' like kangaroos
Tell these clowns we ain't amused
'Nana clips for that monkey business, four, five got change for you
Motorcades when we came through
Presidential with the planes too
One better get you with the residential
Undefeated with the 'caine too
I said no to the Super Bowl, you need me, I don't need you
Every night we in the end zone, tell the NFL we in stadiums too
Last night was a fuckin' zoo
Stage-divin' in a pool of people
Ran through Liverpool like a fuckin' Beatle
Smoke gorilla glue like it's fuckin' legal
Tell the Grammy's fuck that oh for eight shit
Have you ever seen a crowd goin' apeshit? (Rah, ayy)
Stack my money fast and go (Fast, fast, go)
Fast like my Lambo (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Jumpin' off the stage, ho (Jumpin', jumpin', hey, hey)
Crowd better save her (Crowd goin' ape, hey)
I can't believe we made it (This is what we made, made)
This is what we're thankful for (This is what we thank, thank)
I can't believe we made it (This a different angle)
Have you ever seen the crowd goin' apeshit? Rah!
Haters in danger (Dangerous)
Whole lot of gangin' (Gang)
35 chains (Chains, chains)
I don't give a damn 'bout the fame (Nope)
G8 planes (shh, shh)
Alexander Wang (Woo!)
She a thot that you claim (Woo!)
Can't be toppin' my reign (C'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
Poppin', I'm poppin', my bitches all poppin'
We go to the dealer and cop it all (Cop it all)
Sippin' my favorite alcohol (Alcohol)
Got me so lit, I need Tylenol (Tylenol)
All of my people, I free 'em all (Free 'em all)
Hop in the whip, wanna see the stars, uh (Woo)
Sendin' the missiles off (Uh, ah), drinkin' my inhibitions off (Yeah)
250 for the Richard Mille (Yeah), yeah yeah, live in a field (Livin' up)
My body make Jigga go kneel (Woo)
Man, my momma, my lawyer, my shield (Shield)
Look at my jewelry, I'm lethal (Lethal)
These diamonds on me, they're see-through (See-through)
I'm a Martian, they're wishin' they're equal (Equal)
I got M's like the back of Evisu
Gimme the ball, gimme the ball, take a top shift (She went crazy)
Call my girls and put 'em all on a spaceship
Hang one night with Yoncé, I'll make you famous (Ah, ah, ah)
Have you ever seen the crowd goin' apeshit? Rah! (Come on)
Stack my money fast and go (Fast and go, fast, fast, go)
Fast like a Lambo (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I be jumpin' off the stage, ho (Jumpin', jumpin', hey, hey)
Crowd better save her (Crowd goin' ape, hey)
I can't believe we made it (This is what we made, made, I can't believe we made it)
This is what we're thankful for (This is what we thank, thank, this is what we thankful for)
I can't believe we made it (This a different angle, we made it)
Have you ever seen the crowd goin' apeshit? Rah!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Fast and go)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Boss lyrics - The Carters (Beyonce & Jay-Z)
Ain't nothing to it, real one
Ain't nothing to it, boss
Ain't nothing to it (nothin' to it) real one
Ain't nothing to it (there's nothing!) boss
Heh, I paid the cost
Who gon' take it all? (take it all)
I record then I ball (then I ball!)
I ignored a lot of calls (click, click)
You ain't talkin' 'bout nothin', I ain't got no time
Got that dinero on my mind
Oh, I got real problems just like you (bitch!)
Tell that bitch, "I don't like you" (I don't fuck with you!)
Ain't nothing to it, real one
Ain't nothing to it (nothin' to it) boss
Ain't nothing to it (nothin' to it) real one
Ain't nothing to it (nothin' to it) I boss
Oh, real one
Uh, I'm a boss
Oh oh oh oh oh, oh yeah
Let me get 'em, B, yeah
Hundred million crib, three million watch, all facts
No cap; false nigga, you not a boss, you got a boss
Niggas getting jerked, that shit hurts, I take it personally
Niggas rather work for the man than to work with me
Just so they can pretend they're on my level, that shit is irkin' to me
Pride always goeth before the fall, almost certainly
It's disturbing what I gross (what I gross!)
Survey says you not even close (not even close)
Everybody's bosses 'til it's time to pay for the office
'Til them invoices separate the men, from the boys
Over here we measure success by how many people successful next to you
Here we say you broke if everybody is broke except for you
Boss!
Ain't nothing to it, real one (real one)
Ain't nothing to it (nothin' to it) boss (boss, boss, boss)
Ain't nothing to it (nothin' to it) real one (real one)
Ain't nothing to it (nothin' to it) I boss
Oh, real one
Uh, I'm a boss
Oh oh oh oh oh, oh yeah
Ain't nothing to it, I bossed up out my momma whip
My great-great-grandchildren already rich
That's a lot of brown children on your Forbes list
Frolickin' around my compound on my fortress, boss (boss, boss, boss)
Oh, I be ridin' 'round with my seat reclinin'
Droppin' my daughter off at school every morning
We slammin' car doors
I be true ballin' on these bum whores
You ain't talkin' 'bout nothing, I ain't got no time, boss
Chill, tell them paps they gotta relax (you tried it!)
Toes in the sand, momma gettin' fat (snack)
Ain't nothing to it (nothin' to it) real one (real one)
Ain't nothing to it (nothin' to it) boss (boss)
Ain't nothing to it (nothin' to it) real one (real one)
Ain't nothing to it (nothin' to it) I boss
Ooh, real one
Uh, I'm a boss
Oh oh oh oh oh, oh yeah
Oh, oh, I'm a boss
Shout out to Rumi and Sir, love, Blue
Nice lyrics - The Carters (Beyonce & Jay-Z) (feat. Pharrell Williams)
I can do anything (Woo!), yeah
Hell nah, hell nah, hell nah, hell nah
I can do anything (Woo!), yeah
Hell nah, hell nah, hell nah, hell nah
I can do anything (Woo!), yeah
Hell nah, hell nah, hell nah, hell nah
I can do anything (Woo!), yeah
Hell nah, hell nah, hell nah, hell nah
Yeah, fuck your subpoenas and your misdemeanors
Was too busy touring out all your arenas
My passport is tatted, it look like it's active
I play on these planes, y'all catch me in traffic
Y'all drag me in court for that shit, y'all backwards
After all these years of drug trafficking, huh
Time to remind me I'm black again, huh?
All this talking back, I'm too arrogant, huh?
What would you do, you knew you couldn't fail
I have no fear of anything, do everything well
I have no fear of jail, I was born in the trap
I have no fear of death, we all born to do that
It's just life, I'm just nice, tonight I might, raise my price
Great advice, damn you, Hov, Jesus Christ
I can do anything (woo) yeah
Hell nah, hell nah, hell nah, hell nah
I can do anything (woo) yeah
Hell nah, hell nah, hell nah, hell nah
And I'm nice, nice, nice, nice
Nice, nice, nice (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Up all night, night, night, night
Night, night, night (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Running from the lights, lights, lights, lights
Lights, lights, lights (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Covered in ice, ice, ice, ice
Ice, ice, ice (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Patiently waiting for my demise
'Cause my success can't be quantified
If I gave two fucks, two fucks about streaming numbers
Would have put Lemonade up on Spotify
Fuck you! (Woo!) Fuck you
You're cool, fuck you, I'm out (ah!)
I ain't never seen a ceiling in my whole life (Uh-uh)
That's word to Blue
Free-styling live (Free-styling live)
Blueprint from my Jigga who never writes
I'm so nice (woo)
I'm everybody type (Uh!), goddamn right (Hah!)
I'm so nice (Ah!), Jesus Christ (Rah!)
I'm better than the hype (Gah!), I give you life (Life)
I can do anything (Woo!), yeah
Hell nah, hell nah, hell nah, hell nah
I can do anything (Woo!), yeah
Hell nah, hell nah, hell nah, hell nah
And I'm nice, nice, nice, nice
Nice, nice, nice (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Up all night, night, night, night
Night, night, night (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Running from the lights, lights, lights, lights
Lights, lights, lights (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Covered in ice, ice, ice, ice
Ice, ice, ice (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Last name gon' be here forever (yeah)
Now we finna float like feathers (yeah)
Me and Hova do it like rebels (yeah)
Most of y'all jits got pebbles (yeah)
I got the Rocs and the Fella (yeah)
Ice lightning bolts from the heavens (yeah)
Y'all 'gon have to watch us eat (eat)
Stocked up like a doomsday prepper
Anybody ever had an era (yeah)
When things could've been better (yeah)
Feeling like you was on a stretcher (yeah)
And all you remember was the Hecklers (yeah)
But the universe lifts that weight (yeah)
Then you shine like a new feather (yeah)
Blessings on blessings, etcetera (yeah)
Feeling like the best year ever (yeah)
Damn, it's nice
I can do anything (woo) yeah
Hell nah, hell nah, hell nah, hell nah
I can do anything (woo) yeah
Hell nah, hell nah, hell nah, hell nah
And I'm nice, nice, nice, nice
Nice, nice, nice (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Up all night, night, night, night
Night, night, night (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Running from the lights, lights, lights, lights
Lights, lights, lights (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Covered in ice, ice, ice, ice
Ice, ice, ice (yeah, yeah, yeah)
713 lyrics - The Carters (Beyonce & Jay-Z)
Uh, uh-huh, uh
This (uh-huh, uh) is (uh-huh, uh)
Oww!
Cash, hit deposit, 24-carat faucets
Louis V and Goyard trunks all in the closet
Ain't shit change, the streets is still watchin'
And my little baby Blue is like, "Who gon' stop us, huh?"
Ain't no way to stop this love
Ain't no space if everything is love
I'm representin' for the hustlers all across the world (still)
Still dippin' in my low-lows, girl! (still)
I put it down for the 713
And we still got love for the streets (oww!)
We played it cool at the pool of the Cancun, VMA
Confidence you exude make the fools stay away
Me, I played my room, let the fools have they say
Fate had me sittin' next to you on the plane
And I knew straight away, uh
The next time we would speak was like two years away
You had a man, you shut it down until you two had a break
I bet that dude rued the day
You kept me up on the phone while you were away
You came back, I let you set the date
Nobu on the plate
I brought my dude to play it cool, my first foolish mistake, aye
Cash, hit deposit, 24-carat faucets
Louis V and Goyard trunks all in the closet
Ain't shit change, the streets is still watchin'
And my little baby Blue is like "Who gon' stop us, huh?"
Ain't no way to stop this love
Ain't no space if everything is love
I'm representin' for the hustlers all across the world (still)
Still dippin' in my low-lows, girl! (still)
I put it down for the 713
And we still got love for the streets (oww!)
I never knew a lo-, lo-, lo-, love like this
Gotta be special for me to write this
Queen, I ain't mean no disrespect
But the way I net work, it's hard for me to connect
My first time in the ocean went exactly as you'd expect
Meanwhile you goin' hard, jumpin' off the top deck
A leap of faith, I knew I was up next
I never told you, but I told a few people we wed
Me, I'm off to Rome, you goin' back home instead
My first time in my life a live nigga felt dead
You came back, I had to act like it was cool in my head
Thoughts of jumpin' the broom, a player never been swept
Cash, hit deposit, 24-carat faucets
Louis V and Goyard trunks all in the closet
Ain't shit change, the streets is still watchin'
And my little baby Blue is like, "Who gon' stop us, huh?"
I'm representin' for the hustlers all across the world (still)
Still dippin' in my low-lows, girl! (still)
I put it down for the 713
And we still got love for the streets (oww!)
To all the good girls that love hustlers
To the mothers that put up with us
To all the babies that suffered 'cause us
We only know love because of ya
America's a motherfucker to us, lock us up, shoot us
Shoot our self-esteem down, we don't deserve true love
Black queen, you rescued us, you rescued us, rescued us
Friends lyrics - The Carters (Beyonce & Jay-Z)
My friends, real friends, better than your friends
That's how we keep poppin' out that Benz, yeah
No foes, real friends, we ain't even got to pretend, yeah
Get bands, get bands, spend it all on my friends
Gon' pull me up, pull me up, pull me up (pull me up, pull me up, pull me up)
And never let me down (They never let me down)
Gon' pull me up, pull me up, pull me up (pull me up, pull me up, pull me up)
And never let me drown (never let me drown)
Gon' pull me up, pull me up, pull me up
And never let me drown (never let me drown)
Gon' pull me up, pull me up, pull me up (pull me up, pull me up, pull me up)
I'll never hit the ground (never let me drown, never let me drown)
My friends, real friends, better than your friends, yeah
That's how we keep popping out that Benz, yeah
Faux friends, real friends, better than your friends, yeah
Ask them, ask them, they know all my business
I don't know what I would do without all of my crew, yeah
I ain't makin' no room, yeah, I ain't makin' no new friends
I don't make no moves, yeah, without tellin' my crew, yeah
That just how we do, yeah, that just how we do, oh
Goddammit it, I love my life, Styrofoam cups, no ice
Party 'fore we go inside
Never let them out my sight (ooh), they're right by my side (woo)
Them my ride-or-dies (ride), them my ride-or-dies (ride)
My friends are goals, your friends are foes (foes)
We fly, why cry? Our souls exposed, yeah
We smoke, we laugh, your stress, my stress
Closer than kin, I'm blessed, you blessed (blessed)
Ten toes, ten toes, we was out in that road, uh
Lookin' for love in wrong places, we proposed to a stove, yeah
Share jewels, share clothes, that's how deep this shit goes, yeah
Every week, ya got bros, all of y'all fear closure
Y'all switchin' sides like NBA teams just after halftime
I'm pullin' up on my dog, make sure he okay, I don't even have time
Then copped me a Porsche with butterscotch seats, this 'fore they had mils
Live better than rappers and they don't even have bills, it's that real
Bought Emory a BM as soon as he came home
We hopped on a plane, headed straight to the Bay
That's how we turn the game on, it's game on
Ty mama died, I was there, my nephew died, he was there
He in my house more than I be there, more than Bey there
Ty Ty there, E there, Breezy there, Juan there
High here, Chaka there, Law there, they all here, ah yeah
Dez there, Kawanna here, shit feel like Nirvana here
Crib like the Soho House, I might stay in and grow out my hair
Tight circle, no squares, I'm geometrically opposed to you
Y'all like to try angles, y'all like to troll, do you?
Y'all talk around hoes, do you? Y'all don't follow codes, do you?
We know everything you say from niggas close to you, you emotional
When I say, "Free the dogs," I free 'em, that's how Meek got his freedom
Y'all put niggas on a t-shirt, it hurts you ain't never meet 'em
You got niggas in the feds, you ain't even tryna feed 'em
I'm tryna free the world, that's how deep I'm in
I ain't goin' to nobody nothin' if me and my wife beefin'
I don't care if the house on fire, I'm dyin', nigga, I ain't leavin'
Ty-Ty take care of my kids, after he done grievin'
If y'all don't understand that, we ain't meant to be friends
Gon' pull me up, pull me up, pull me up (pull me up, pull me up, pull me up)
And never let me down (They never let me down)
Gon' pull me up, pull me up, pull me up (pull me up, pull me up, pull me up)
And never let me drown (never let me drown)
Gon' pull me up, pull me up, pull me up (pull me up, pull me up, pull me up)
And never let me drown (never let me drown)
Gon' pull me up, pull me up, pull me up (pull me up, pull me up, pull me up)
I'll never hit the ground (never let me drown, never let me drown)
They pray, pray for me, they pray, pray for me
See better things for me, want better days for me, unexceptionally
They pray, pray for me, they pray, pray for me
Whenever I'm in need, they in the backseat, with the aux bumping B
Uh ain't no pride involved, ain't no pride involved
In my heart, heart, heart, you know 4-4-4
That's my dog, dog, dogs, see your dogs, dogs, dogs
Point 'em out, out, out, point 'em out, out, out
What would I be without my friends? (What would I be without my friends?)
I ain't got no understanding (I ain't got no understanding)
'Bout them, you might just catch these hands
We fall out and we make amends, yeah, yeah
My friends
Your friends are foes, my friends are goals
Closer than kin, our souls exposed, yeah
Your friends are frauds, all they want is applause, yeah
And my friends, real friends, closer than kin
Them pull me up, pull me up, pull me up
Them never let me drown
Them pull me up, pull me up, pull me up
Them never let me down
Them pull me up, pull me up, pull me up
Them never let me down
Them pull me up, pull me up, pull me up
Them pull me up, pull me up, pull me up
Them pull me up, pull me up, pull me up
Them pull me up, pull me up, pull me up
Heard About Us lyrics - The Carters (Beyonce & Jay-Z)
No need to ask, you heard about us
No need to ask, you heard about us
Already know you know about us
No need to ask, you heard about us
No need to ask, you heard about us
Watch your mouth when you're around us
Pull up, hop out, wreck
Got no time, but we got Pateks
I come around, stepping on necks
My nigga got niggas upset, why?
Oh, why these bitches so mad for?
They don't want Yoncé on their door
Louis Slugger to your four door
Careful, you get what you asked for
We go, go-oh
Go to Cuba then Aruba in the middle of the winter (skrt, skrt)
Brand new Sprinter, we laugh to the bank
But we ain't no joke, yeah
You better act like you know, yeah
No need to ask, you heard about us
No need to ask, you heard about us
Already know you know about us
Ain't no need to ask, you heard about us
No need to ask, you heard about us
Watch your mouth when you're around us (Watch your back!)
If you don't know, now you know, nigga
He smoke and we drink, D'USSÉ to the face (yeah)
If you don't know, now you know, nigga
Put hoes in their place, bitch, stay in your lane
(Bitch, stay in your lane)
Talk that talk, B
Billie Jean in his prime
For the thousandth time, the kid ain't mine
Online they call me "dad," kiddingly
You're not supposed to take this dad thing literally
That's too famous, we don't even really do famous
I'm cool on that, chuck the two fingers
Everyday I'm gettin' sued famous
I show up to court without a suit famous
Your every move is on the news, ain't it?
Shit has its perks too, ain't it?
Shootin' videos in the Louvre, ain't it?
It could be far worse for you, can't it?
Pain comes with penthouse views, ain't it?
Bitch know me, I been me since the cocaine
Bitch know B, she don't even need a whole name
No need to ask, you heard about us
(It's Beyoncé, nigga)
No need to ask, you heard about us
(Oh, my God)
Already know you know about us
No need to ask, you heard about us
No need to ask, you heard about us
Watch your mouth when you're around us
And if you don't know, now you know, nigga
He smoke and we drink, D'USSÉ to the face
And if you don't know, now you know, nigga
Put hoes in their place, bitch stay in your lane
Yeah, we the ones that y'all heard about
Make big noise, big noise, we don't need no voucher
Yeah, we the one's y'all worried about
We good, we good, keep us out your mouth
If you don't know, now you know, nigga
If you don't know, now you know, nigga
Black Effect lyrics - The Carters (Beyonce & Jay-Z)
Can you tell us about love?
Hmm, well there's love of children
Love of self
Love of God
Love of a partner
All of them have a different shape
But all of them is the same in the end
It's about sensitivity, it's about passion
It's about unconditional giving of self to another person
And there's love of humanity
That's the love that is right now needed most
Love of humanity
But in everything, in all of that love, there is a soul
It's like when you take some eggs and break them
And you take the shells and mix them up
Trying to find the ones that match
And you find the perfect match
When you find the perfect match
That compatibility results in passion
Results in unconditional giving of self
I hope I can say that again
I'm good on any MLK Boulevard
I'm good on any MLK Boulevard
See my vision with a tech, bitch, I'm Malcolm X
Haters dreadin' my effect, they want that Das EFX
Get your hands up high like a false arrest
Let me see 'em up high, this is not a test
Yes, put 'em up, this is not a test
Now hands where I can see them, fuck a false arrest
This Off-White fit that I rock, shit permanent
Hmm, the fro that I grow got no perm in it
Hmm, a nigga late but he best dressed
Got slowed down by the weight of my necklaces
Parked the Lexus in the projects, bitch I'm reckless
Extra magazine hopped on a jet with my Ebony chick
Blacker than the Essence fest
The behind the back pass is so effortless
LeBron James to you Omaroses
Dapper Dan at 4 AM, shit, I am the culture
I made my own waves so now they're anti-Tidal
I'm livin' the no sock life to spite you
Since the Kalief doc, they've been at my neck
Y'all can tell 'em Trayvon is comin' next
The SEC, the FBI or the IRS
I pass the alphabet boys like an eye test
I'm good on any MLK Boulevard (I'm good)
I'm good on any MLK Boulevard (He good)
See my vision with a tech, bitch, I'm Malcolm X (I'm Malcolm X)
Haters dreadin' my effect, they want that Das EFX (Yeah)
Get your hands up high like a false arrest (put your hands up high)
Let me see 'em up high, this is not a test (let me see 'em up high)
Yes, put 'em up, this is not a test
Put your hands where I can see them, fuck a false arrest
Higher, higher
Higher, higher
Higher, higher
Higher, higher
Higher
I'm good anywhere I go, anywhere I go (go)
I pull up like the Freedom Riders, hop out on Rodeo
Stunt with your curls, your lips, Sarah Baartman hips
Gotta hop into my jeans like I hop into my whip yeah
Mobbin' in a hoodie like Melo
Come up out that pretty motherfucker like "Hello, Hello"
I will never let you shoot the nose off my Pharaoh
I like purple and purple rain
Tryin' to put red and blue together, bitch, that's on gang
These people tryna get me out the paint
'Cause I cook collard greens and yams better than your aunt
Man, we started with a mustard seed
Now we in the gray 911 with the mustard seats
Sheesh! Matte black puma jet
Shining my light on the world just like "UMI Says"
Got the Richard Mille all colors
Might hit you with the Rose Gold all summer
For the culture
They even biting cornrows, put your scarecrows up
I come from the finest crop
Tell em the god's on row, watch them line the block
The Chitlin' circuit is stopped
Now we in stadiums, Eighty Thou a wop, Watch
I'm good on any MLK Boulevard (He good)
I'm good on any MLK Boulevard (We good)
See my vision with a TEC, bitch, I'm Malcolm X (I'm Malcom X)
Haters dreadin' my effect, they want that Das EFX (Yeah)
Get your hands up high like a false arrest
(Get your hands up high like a false arrest)
Let me see 'em up high, this is not a test
(Let me see 'em up high, this is not a test)
Yes, put 'em up, this is not a test
(Yes, put em up, this is not a test)
Now hands where I can see them, fuck a false arrest
I know I've only come half the way
But looking in the mirror I see an older me
Not realizing all the years that passed away
But I know I've only come half my way
Lovehappy lyrics - The Carters (Beyonce & Jay-Z)
Happily in love, haters please forgive me
I let my wife write the will, I pray my children outlive me
I give my daughter my custom dresses, she gon' be litty
Vintage pieces by the time she hit the city, yeah-ah
Vintage frames, I see nobody fuckin' wit' him
Pretty thug, out the third ward, hit me
Sir acts just like his dad, shit is trippy (uh-huh)
Twinning, Blue and Rumi, me and Solo how fitting
(Happy in love)
Sitting, dock of the bay wit' a big yacht
Sippin' Yamazaki on the rocks
He went to Jared, I went to JAR out in Paris
Yeah, you fucked up the first stone, we had to get remarried
Yo, chill man! We keepin' it real with these people, right?
Lucky I ain't kill you when I met that b- (Nah, aight, aight)
Y'all know how I met her, we broke up and got back together
To get her back, I had to sweat her
Y'all could make up with a bag, I had to change the weather (uh)
Move the whole family West, but it's whatever
In a glass house still throwing stones
Hova, Beysus, watch the thrones
(Happy in love)
You did some things to me
Boy, you do some things to me
But love is deeper than your pain
And I believe you can change, baby
The ups and downs are worth it
Long way to go, but we're workin'
We're flawed, but we're still perfect for each other, baby, you
Sometimes, I thought we'd never see the light
We went through hell with heaven on our side
This beach ain't always been no paradise
But nightmares only last one night
(Happy in love)
No more clubs and Cali-curfews (one night)
Just private affairs in a tighter circle
Large format wines in small settings, woo
Just hood ass niggas in designer suits (ooh)
Follow my moves on a truth in Alaïa boots, yeah, yeah
Amelia Earhart, flyer than who? (yeah, yeah)
Fake news y'all choose, we no lie
No Photoshop, just real life
(Happy in love)
You did some things to me
Boy, you do some things to me
But love is deeper than your pain
And I believe you can change, baby
The ups and downs are worth it
Long way to go, but we're workin'
We're flawed, but we're still perfect for each other, baby, you
Sometimes, I thought we'd never see the light
We went through hell with heaven on our side
This beach ain't always been no paradise
But nightmares only last one night
(Happy in love)
Damn, look at us now
Pray, pray for the vows
Way up now, it's a long way, a long way down
We came, and we saw, and we conquered it all
We came, and we conquered, now we're happy in love
(Lovehappy, lovehappy, lovehappy, lovehappy, lovehappy)
(Lovehappy, lovehappy, lovehappy, lovehappy, lovehappy)
(Lovehappy, lovehappy, lovehappy, lovehappy, lovehappy)
(Lovehappy, lovehappy, lovehappy, lovehappy, lovehappy)
Kill Jay Z lyrics - Jay-Z
Kill Jay-Z, they'll never love you
You'll never be enough, let's just keep it real, Jay-Z
Fuck Jay-Z, I mean, you shot your own brother
How can we know if we can trust Jay-Z?
And you know better, nigga, I know you do
But you gotta do better, boy, you owe it to Blue
You had no father, you had the armor
But you got a daughter, gotta get softer
Die Jay-Z, this ain't back in the days
You don't need an alibi, Jay-Z
Cry Jay-Z, we know the pain is real
But you can't heal what you never reveal
What's up, Jay-Z? You know you owe the truth
To all the youth that fell in love with Jay-Z
You got people you love you sold drugs to
You got high on the life, that shit drugged you
You walking around like you invincible
You dropped outta school, you lost your principles
I know people back-stab you, I felt bad too
But this fuck-everybody attitude ain't natural
But you ain't a saint, this ain't kumbaye
But you got hurt because you did cool by 'Ye
You gave him twenty million without blinking
He gave you twenty minutes on stage, fuck was he thinking?
"Fuck wrong with everybody?" is what you saying
But if everybody's crazy, you're the one that's insane
Crazy how life works
You got a knot in your chest, imagine how a knife hurts
You stabbed Un over some records
Your excuse was "He was talking too reckless!"
Let go your ego over your right shoulder
Your left is saying, "Finish your breakfast!"
You egged Solange on
Knowing all along, all you had to say you was wrong
You almost went Eric Benét
Let the baddest girl in the world get away
I don't even know what else to say
Nigga, never go Eric Benét!
I don't even know what you woulda done
In the future other niggas playing football with your son
You woulda lost it
13 bottles of Ace of Spade, what it did to Boston
Nah, Jay-Z
Bye, Jay-Z
The Story Of O.J. lyrics - Jay-Z
(Skin is, skin, is
Skin black, my skin is black
My, black, my skin is yellow)
Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga
I like that second one
Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga
O.J. like, "I'm not black, I'm O.J." OK
House nigga, don't fuck with me
I'm a field nigga with shined cutlery
Gold-plated quarters where the butlers be
I'mma play the corners where the hustlers be
I told him, "Please don't die over the neighborhood
That your mama renting
Take your drug money and buy the neighborhood
That's how you rinse it"
I bought every V12 engine
Wish I could take it back to the beginning
I coulda bought a place in Dumbo before it was Dumbo
For like 2 million
That same building today is worth 25 million
Guess how I'm feeling? Dumbo
Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga
Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga
You wanna know what's more important than throwing away money at a strip club? Credit
You ever wonder why Jewish people own all the property in America? This how they did it
Financial freedom my only hope
Fuck living rich and dying broke
I bought some artwork for one million
Two years later, that shit worth two million
Few years later, that shit worth eight million
I can't wait to give this shit to my children
Y'all think it's bougie, I'm like, it's fine
But I'm trying to give you a million dollars worth of game for $9.99
I turned that 2 to a 4, 4 to an 8
I turned my life into a nice first week release date
Y'all out here still taking advances, huh?
Me and my niggas taking real chances, uh
Y'all on the 'Gram holding money to your ear
There's a disconnect, we don't call that money over here, yeah
Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga
Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga
Smile lyrics - Jay-Z (feat. Gloria Carter)
Good morn' or evening, friends
Smile, you recording?
Slamming Bentley doors like we invented doors
20 years ago we drove Bentley Azures
We drinking Cristal then
Yeah, kept the tray on me like Chris Paul then
Drinking Ace of Spades like it's codeine now
Tryna put a million on the whole team now
Push through the pain so we can see new life
So all the ladies having babies, see ya sacrifice
Mama had four kids, but she's a lesbian
Had to pretend so long that she's a thespian
Had to hide in the closet, so she medicate
Society shame and the pain was too much to take
Cried tears of joy when you fell in love
Don't matter to me if it's a him or her
I just wanna see you smile through all the hate
Marie Antoinette, baby, let 'em eat cake
Bad times turn to good memories, smile
Even when I'm gone and you remember me, smile
Good times never fade away, smile
Even if I'm not with you here today, smile
Good morn' or evening, friends
Smile
Here's your friendly announcer
Smile
Far as draft picks, my name did not get called
Bet before I go I put a billion on the board
Hall of Fame Hov, I did it all without a pen
Y'all knew that was coming, I had to remind y'all again, huh?
Flying paper planes through the projects
Now the whole projects on my jet
Now you see the real in the front row
In every one of y'all televised shows
Super facts
Niggas switched sides, traded pride, we don't do all that
A loss ain't a loss, it's a lesson
Appreciate the pain, it's a blessing
Bad times turn to good memories, smile
Even when I'm gone and you remember me, smile
Good times never fade away, smile
Even if I'm not with you here today, smile
Good morn' or evening, friends
I mastered my aesthetics
I know you often heard me wax poetic
'Bout being back in the Lexus
But trust me, that was nothing, a nigga up in
The hundreds of millions, I have no ceilings
Ah, this that feeling, I'm that boy
Anita Baker's "You Bring Me Joy" slapping out of the toy
The separation is clear in my rear-view mirror
Objects is further than they appear
Oh yeah, I was born with a pair, playing for high stakes
Norman's Cay, he looked up and out of the Lear
How niggas can't relate?
Fuck a slice of the apple pie, want my own cake
In charge of my own fate, respect Jimmy Iovine
But he gotta respect the Elohim as a whole new regime
And niggas playing for power, huh
So our music is ours, niggas own their own houses
Ours was, "Fuck you, pay me"
Now it's, "Fuck paying me, I pay you
Put the rest away for Blue"
That blood money I giggle at it
Can't even support my miss' habit
Jewelry shopping in Pa- all ya jewelers should be embarrassed
Huh, blood diamonds dripping with guilt, I still ain't tripping
That's life, winners and losers
Drug dealers and abusers, America likes me ruthless
My therapist said I relapsed
I said, "Pre-haps I Freudian slipped in European whips"
God sent me to break the chain, I'm the true and living
God in the flesh, the rest of these niggas is vain
A stain on the white suit, inferior IQ
Niggas'll rip your shit off TIDAL just to spite you
Ah, what did I do? 'Cept try to free you
Niggas'll love you but hate you 'cause they can't be you
Dump 'em all in the bayou, uh
Everybody wave bye to the guy you thought you could lie to
This was meant to be a haiku, huh
But my story's too wide to fit inside the line or two
Oh, these that drugs, heron flow, I spaz on the stove
This is Hov, no flex zone, nigga, who lied to you?
Look, you a pedestrian, don't ever question the security I provided you
Oh y'all thought I was washed? I'm at the cleaners
Laundering dirty money like the Teamsters, huh
Shout out to Hoffa back home, he in the church
When I heard you got booked, that shit hurt
Feel for you bro, we know the system don't work
Take a young nigga freedom over some dirt
Yet it's legal in Colorado, yet, we deny
Black entrepreneurs, free enterprise
That's why it's a black market, that's why it's called the trap
That's why it's called the projects 'cause it's exactly that
All these people was gon' kill me, heh
'Cause the more I reveal me, the more they 'fraid of the real me
Welcome back Carter, smile
Living in the shadow
Can you imagine what kind of life it is to live?
In the shadows people see you as happy and free
Because that's what you want them to see
Living two lives, happy, but not free
You live in the shadows for fear of someone hurting your family or the person you love
The world is changing and they say it's time to be free
But you live with the fear of just being me
Living in the shadow feels like the safe place to be
No harm for them, no harm for me
But life is short, and it's time to be free
Love who you love, because life isn't guaranteed
Smile
Caught Their Eyes lyrics - Jay-Z (feat. Frank Ocean)
Ready for it
I'm ready for it
Yeah, ah
Eastside nigga with the feets high
Nigga with that Lisa, uh
Talking about that Lisa, nigga, with that Westside, nigga
With that Eastside, that dance, uh
Your eyes speak the truth when everything else lies
May pretend that we kin but the vibes don't fly
Bruh, I survived reading guys like you
I'm surprised y'all think you can disguise y'all truths
I seen eyes wide as they're about to shoot
You can be a hairpin off and you can trigger your roots
I wave to these haters, don't give me dap
You know the world can see just how phony you act, bruh
Y'all body language is all remedial
How could you see the difference between you and I?
My crash course was much tougher
'Round friends who kill their friends
Then hug their friends' mothers
And show up at the funeral, complete with blank stares
Invisible ink, I had to read things that wasn't there
Memories may sneak down my cheek
But I could see a side-eye in my sleep
Ready for it, deep breath, fill up the void
Eyes, open them up, check off the coins
Still stinging from tears, they try to see you
I'm ready for earth, ready for real
Solipsistic, admit it, I see you there
So it seems, so you seem (Uh-huh, yeah)
I can't tell if you're image or are just the flare (Yeah)
In my dreams, in my dreams (Ugh)
I sat down with Prince, eye to eye
He told me his wishes before he died
Now, Londell McMillan, he must be color blind
They only see green from them purple eyes
They're eyes hide, they're eyes high
My eyes wide shut to all the lies
These industry niggas, they always been fishy
But ain't no Biggie, no lazy eye, huh
This guy has "Slave" on his face
You think he wanted the masters with his masters?
You greedy bastards sold tickets to walk through his house
I'm surprised you ain't auction off the casket
Don't big-bro me, don't big-homie
I've seen pure admiration become rivals
I've been to Paris at least two times
I've seen the Eiffel, I've seen a eyeful
Ready for it, deep breath, fill up the void
Eyes, open them up, check off the coins
Still stinging from tears, they try to see you
I'm ready for earth, ready for real
Solipsistic, admit it, I see you there
So it seems, so you seem
I can't tell if you're image or are just the flare
In my dreams, in my dreams
I've been out of touch for a couple years
I've been ready for this for real
Hoping I can touch what I see
'Cause I've been ready for you, for real
Look, you've done enough
Have you no sense of decency, sir?
At long last, have you left no sense of decency?
Eastside nigga with the feets high
Nigga with that Lisa, uh
Talking about that Lisa, nigga, with that Westside, nigga
With that Eastside, uh
4:44 lyrics - Jay-Z
Do I find it so hard
When I know in my heart
I'm letting you down every day
Letting you down every day
Why do I keep on running away?
Look, I apologize, often womanize
Took for my child to be born, see through a woman's eyes
Took for these natural twins to believe in miracles
Took me too long for this song, I don't deserve you
I harassed you out in Paris
"Please come back to Rome, you make it home"
We talked for hours when you were on tour
"Please pick up the phone, pick up the phone!"
I said "Don't embarrass me" instead of "Be mine"
That was my proposal for us to go steady
That was your 21st birthday
You matured faster than me, I wasn't ready
So I apologize
I seen the innocence leave your eyes
I still mourn its death and
I apologize for all the stillborns
'Cause I wasn't present, your body wouldn't accept it
I apologize to all the women whom I toyed with your emotions
'Cause I was emotionless
And I apologize 'cause at your best, you are love
And because I fall short of what I say I'm all about
Your eyes leave with the soul that your body once housed
And you stare blankly into space
Thinking of all the time, you wasted it on all this basic shit
So I apologize
I'm never gonna treat you
I'm never gonna treat you like I should
Oh
I apologize
Our love was one for the ages and I contained us
And all this ratchet shit and we more expansive
Not meant to cry and die alone in these mansions
Or sleep with our back turned
We supposed to vacay 'til our backs burn
We're supposed to laugh 'til our heart stops
And then meet in a space where the dark stop
And let love light the way
Like the men before me, I cut off my nose to spite my face
I never wanted another woman to know
Something about me that you didn't know
I promised, I cried, I couldn't hold
I suck at love, I think I need a do-over
I will be emotionally available if I invited you over
I stew over; "What if—"
"You over my shit?"
I'm never gonna treat you
I'm never gonna treat you like I should
Oh
And if my children knew
I don't even know what I would do
If they ain't look at me the same
I would prob'ly die with all the shame
"You did what with who?"
What good is a ménage à trois when you have a soulmate?
"You risked that for Blue?"
If I wasn't a superhero in your face
My heart breaks for the day I have to explain my mistakes
And the mask goes away
And Santa Claus is fake
And you go online and see
For Blue's tooth, the tooth fairy didn't pay
I'm never gonna treat you like I should
Family Feud lyrics - Jay-Z
(Ha-ya) My nigga got on
(Ha-ya) My nigga got on all white, no socks
(Ha-ya, ha-ya)
My nigga got that cocaina on today
That's how he feel, turn my vocal up (Ha-ya)
That's how you feel, Emory? (Ha-ya)
Turn my vocal up some more
Turn my vocal up, Guru! (Ha-ya)
Turn the music up too (Ha-ya-ya-ya)
Super Bowl goals
My wife in the crib feeding the kids liquid gold
We in a whole different mode
The kid that used to pitch bricks can't be pigeonholed
I cooked up more chicken when the kitchen closed
Uh, we gon' reach a billi' first
I told my wife the spiritual shit really work
Alhamdulillah, I run through 'em all
Hovi's home, all these phonies come to a halt
All this old talk left me confused
You'd rather be old rich me or new you?
And old niggas, y'all stop acting brand new
Likec ain't have a nose ring too, huh
Nobody wins when the family feuds
But my stash can't fit into Steve Harvey's suit
I'm clear why I'm here, how about you?
Ain't no such thing as an ugly billionaire, I'm cute
(Mmmmm) Pretty much
If anybody getting handsome checks, it should be us
Fuck rap, crack cocaine
Nah, we did that, black-owned things
Hundred percent black-owned champagne
And we merrily merrily eating off these streams
Y'all still drinking Perrier-Jouët, hah
But we ain't get through to you yet, uh
What's better than one billionaire? Two (two)
'Specially if they're from the same hue as you
Y'all stop me when I stop telling the truth
Hahahaha (Ha-ya)
I would say I'm the realest nigga rapping (Ha-ya)
But that ain't even a statement (Ha-ya)
That's like saying I'm the tallest midget (Ha-ya)
Wait, that ain't politically correct, forget it (Ha-ya)
Can I get "Amen" from the congregation?
Amen, amen (Ha-ya)
Can I get a "Amen" from the congregation?
Amen, amen (Ha-ya)
Ha-ya-ya-ya
Yeah, I'll fuck up a good thing if you let me
Let me alone, Becky
A man that don't take care his family can't be rich
I'll watch Godfather, I miss that whole shit
My consciousness was Michael's common sense
I missed the karma that came as a consequence
Niggas busting off through the curtains 'cause she hurting
Kay losing the babies 'cause their future's uncertain
Nobody wins when the family feuds
We all screwed 'cause we never had the tools
I'm tryna fix you
I'm tryna get these niggas with no stripes to be official
Y'all think small, I think Biggie
Y'all whole pass is in danger, ten Mississippi
Al Sharpton in the mirror taking selfies
How is him or Pill Cosby s'posed to help me?
Old niggas never accepted me
New niggas is the reason I stopped drinking Dos Equis
We all lose when the family feuds
What's better than one billionaire? Two
Hahahah
I'll be damned if I drink some Belvedere while Puff got CÎROC
Y'all need to stop
(Ha-ya) Ha-ya, ha-ya, ha-ya, ha-ya
(Ha-ya) Ha-ya, ha-ya, ha-ya
(Ha-ya) Ha-ya, ha-ya, ha-ya
Ha-ya-ya-ya
Ha-ya, ha-ya
Love me like, love
Yeah yeah yeah
Like yeah, yeah, yeah
Like yeah, yeah, yeah
Like yeah, yeah, yeah
Like yeah, yeah, yeah
Like yeah, yeah, yeah
Like yeah, yeah, yeah
Like yeah, yeah, yeah
Like yeah, yeah, yeah
Like yeah, yeah, yeah
Like yeah, yeah, yeah
Like yeah, yeah, yeah
Like yeah, yeah, yeah
Like yeah, yeah, yeah
Bam lyrics - Jay-Z (feat. Damian Marley)
Now greetings to the world
Gangsta nuh live in a tenement yard
Rude boy nuh live in a tenement yard
Too much watchy, watchy, watchy
Too much su, su, su, su, su
Them chatty, chatty, chatty
Them su, su, su, su, su
Fuck all this pretty Shawn Carter shit nigga, Hov
Shawn was on that gospel shit
I was on the total fucking opposite
Shit, stuff a million dollars in the sock drawer
That's a war chest in case you need your chest knocked off
Y'all be talking crazy under them IG pictures
So when you get to hell you tell 'em Blanco sent ya
I can't take no threats, I got a set of twins (ah!)
Those were just some words you'll never hear again (uh huh!)
For the final time you don't believe these fools
I've never seen a worker rock so many jewels (never!)
I've never seen the runner with so many cars (never!)
Y'all couldn't stop me, you're not as tough as you say you are
My advice is just don't be too nice to niggas
Just set the price so niggas'll live your life, my nigga
Once upon a time in the projects
Shawn was in flight mode, I bought a Pyrex
I was in fight mode and now it's "fuck me, mijo"
I was moving them kilos, help you move your peoples
Sometimes you need your ego, gotta remind these fools
Who they're effing with, and we got FNs too
Before we had A&Rs, we had ARs too
We the only ones really moving like y'all say y'all do
We still moving like y'all niggas say y'all did
Emory passed you niggas and he did a bid
Ty Ty jumped over niggas and he's like 5'6"
Got the heart of a giant, don't you ever forget
Don't you never forget, Jigga got this shit popping
I pulled out the pot when we was outta options
Gangsta nuh live in a tenement yard
Rude boy nuh live in a tenement yard
Too much watchy, watchy, watchy
Them su, su, su, su, su
Too much chatty, chatty, chatty
And them su, su, su, su, su
Fuck all this pretty Shawn Carter shit nigga, Hov
Put that drum in your ear, don't get Srem'd
I'll Bobby Shmurda anybody you heard of
Niggas could not be further, I fathered your style
Birth of a Nation, Nat Turner style
Uh, y'all make me turn up all this talking down
Uh, niggas is skipping leg-day just to run their mouth
I be skipping leg day, I still run the world
I pressed ahead of your team with one finger curled
I'll line you all up with one finger wave
Make niggas weave, niggas is out here fake
Laced front to the back, don't front
Y'all gonna make me wig, I'ma give y'all what you want, uh
Gangsta nuh live in a tenement yard
Dreadlocks nuh live in a tenement yard
Too much watchy, watchy, watchy
And them su, su, su, su, su
Too much chatty, chatty, chatty
And them su, su, su, su, su
Fuck all this pretty Shawn Carter shit nigga, Hov
Can't you see it's my ambition
I come to nice up the whole nation
What a bam bam yeah, Lord
And mi seh what a bam bam (Do it, Jay!)
Can't you see it's my ambition
I come to nice up the whole nation
What a bam bam, what a bam bam
I don't give a God damn, I don't give a God damn
When mi come a dance and mi spliff and Guinness
Yow, crowd of people–go and mind yuh business
This a hunting season, mek I tell you hunting season
Well, I tell ya something season, yow this a hunting season
Cake and dumpling season, spinners and dumpling season
Don't play by the king, love is all I and I bring you know
Voice of the one pon gully banking
Top ranking, keep it skanking
Ooh wee, huh, hear me now
Moonlight lyrics - Jay-Z
Yeah, got a little cold
So bear with me
Yeah, yeah
We stuck in "La La Land"
Even when we win, we gon' lose
We got the same fucking flows
I don't know who is who
We got the same fucking watch
She don't got time to choose
We stuck in "La La Land"
We got the same fucking moves
Y'all fuck the same fucking chicks
I'm in the skirt with ya—yeah, right
I'm in the skirt with ya—cool story
I'm on the j—'nough of this!
Look, I know killers, you no killer, huh?
Bathing Ape maybe not a gorilla, huh?
Glorified seat filler, huh?
Stop walking around like y'all made Thriller, huh?
Fake Dracos all in the videos
We show 'em, we shoot 'em in my city though
I don't post no threats on the Internet
I just pose a threat, blame Lenny S for that
I don't be on the 'Gram going ham
Giving information to the pork, that's all "Spam"
Please don't talk about guns that you ain't never gon' use
Y'all always tell on y'all self, I'm just so fucking confused
Y'all stuck in "La La Land"
Even when we win, we gon' lose
We got the same fucking flows
I don't know who is who
We got the same fucking watch
She don't got time to choose
We stuck in "La La Land"
We got the same fucking moves
Y'all niggas still signing deals? Still?
After all they done stole, for real?
After what they done to our Lauryn Hill?
And y'all niggas is 'posed to be trill?
That's real talk when you behind on your taxes
And you pawned all your chains
And they run off with your masters
And took it to Beverly Hills while we in Calabasas
And my head is scratching 'cause that shit is backwards
That shit ain't right, Lucian is cool
But Lucian don't write, Doug ain't this tight
So fuck what we selling, fuck is we making?
'Cause their grass is greener 'cause they're always raking in mo'
Na-na-na-na
Nah, nah
Marcy Me lyrics - Jay-Z
Live from Bedford-Stuyvesant
The livest one representing BK to the fullest
Bastards ducking when Hov be bucking
Chicken-heads be clucking
Uh, back when ratchet was a ratchet and a vixen was a vixen
And Jam Master Jay was alive I-I, I was mixing
Cooking coke in the kitchen
Back when Rodman was a Piston
Mike was losing to Isiah, but he soon would get his sixth one
Gave birth to my verbal imagination
Assume a virtue if you have not
Or better yet here's a verse from Hamlet
"Lord, we know who we are
Yet we know not what we may be"
So maybe I'm the one or maybe I'm crazy
I'm from Marcy Houses, where the boys die by the thousand
Back when Pam was on Martin
Yeah, that's where it all started
When Denzel was blotting carpet, I'll pack a... nine millimeter
When Slick Rick made "Mona Lisa"
When Lisa Bonet was Beyoncé of her day, I had divas, y'all
Think I just popped up in this bitch like a fetus? Nah
Pregnant pause, give you some second thoughts
There's room on the bandwagon, don't abort
Marcy me
Marcy me
Streets is my artery, the vein of my existence
I'm the Gotham City heartbeat
I, started in lobbies, now parley with Saudis
I'ma, Sufi to goofies, I could probably speak Farsi
That's poetry, reek of coca leaf in my past
Came through the bushes smelling like roses
I need a trophy just for that
Old Brooklyn, not this new shit, shit feel like a spoof
Fat laces in your shoe, I'm talking busting off the roof, uh
Hold a Uzi vertical, let the thing smoke
Y'all flirting with death, I be winking through the scope
Shout out to all the murderers turned murals
Plural, fuck the Federal Bureau
Shout out to Nostrand Ave., Flushing Ave., Myrtle
All the County of Kings, may your ground stay fertile
Shout out to Big Poppa, Daddy Kane, heroes
Thus concluding my concerto
Marcy me
Must be in the air
Oh, can't walk away, I know, I know
Just the way I'm raised
I know, I know, I know
Oh Marcy, Marcy me
Just the way I am always gonna be
I ain't gonna change, no
Marcy, Marcy me, just the way I am
I ain't gonna change, no
I ain't gonna change, no
Couldn't change me if I wanted to
You couldn't change me if you wanted to
I'ma take this with me to the Moon
(Como hás nome, cavaleiro?
Eu hei nome Todo o Mundo
E meu tempo...)
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