Ignorant Shit lyrics - Jay Z (feat. Beanie Sigel)

Yessir! 

Just the sound of his voice is a hit! 

Ya'll niggas got me really confused out there 

I make "Big Pimpin" or "Give It 2 Me", one of those... 

Ya'll hail me as the greatest writer of the 21st Century 

I make some thought-provoking shit 

Ya'll question whether he falling off 

I'ma really confuse ya'll on this one 

Follow.... 

When them tops come down, chicks tops come down 

Like when them shots come out make cops come around 

When the blocks come out I can wake up a small town 

Finish off the block then I make my mall rounds 

When them stares get exchanged then the 5th come out 

The tough guy disappears then the bitch come out 

"That's him" -I'm usually what they whisper about 

Either what chick he with, or his chip amount 

Cause I been doing this since CHIPS was out 

Watchin' Erik Estrada baggin' up at the Ramada 

Table full of powder, AC Broke 

'Bout to take another shower on my 25th hour 

Spike Lee's everywhere, game or the flight 

You might see me anywhere, day in the life 

Only thing changed the tail number on the flight 

I can touch down and take off the same night 

I'm so bossy 

Bitch get off me 

Trick get off me 

You cant get shit off me 

I'm so flossy 

No 6-exhaust breeze 

laid back, Maybach's 

Don't even talk to me! 

This is that ignorant shit you like 

Nigga, fuck, shit, ass, bitch, trick, plus ice 

C'mon, I got that ignorant shit you love 

Nigga, fuck, shit, maricon, puta, and drugs 

C'mon, I got that ignorant shit you need 

Nigga, fuck, shit, ass, bitch, trick plus weed 

I'm only trying to give you what you want 

Nigga, fuck, shit, ass, bitch, you like it don't front 

They're all actors 

Looking at themselves in the mirror backwards 

Can't even face themselves, don't fear no rappers 

They're all weirdos, DeNiro's in Practice 

So don't believe everything your earlobe captures 

Its mostly backwards 

Unless it happens to be as accurate as me 

And everything said in song you happen to see 

Then actually, believe half of what you see 

None of what you hear even if its spat by me 

And with that said, I will kill niggas dead 

Cut niggas short, give you wheels for legs 

Im a K-I- double -L-E-R 

See ya'll in hell 

Shoot niggas straight through the E.R. 

Whoa- this ain't B.R., no 

Its S.C., C.E.O., the next Lyor? 

No, the next leader of the whole free world 

And the first thing i'ma do is free Sigel, GO! 

Take off the cuffs, unlock the gate 

Its that ignorant nigga that you love to hate 

The '07 Ice Cube, B. Sig so rude 

Tell a trick, get these nuts, eat dick like food 

Now see if I care if this verse get aired 

Even if you mute it the curse is there, yeah 

I'm so raunchy, bitch get off me 

Keep my flea collar on, you lil ticks get off me! 

I missed the part where it stopped being about Imus 

What do my lyrics got to do with this SHIT? 

SCARFACE the movie did more than Scarface the rapper to me 

Still that ain't the blame for all the shit that's happened to me 

Are you saying what I'm spitting, 

Is worse than these celebutantes showin' they kitten, you kidding? 

Lets stop the bullshittin' 

Til' we all without sin, let's quit the pulpit-ing 

SCARFACE the movie did more than Scarface the rapper to me 

Still that ain't the blame for all the shit that's happened to me 

Lets stop the bullshittin' 

Til' we all without sin, let's quit the pulpit-ing, c'mon! 

This is that ignorant shit you like 

Nigga, fuck, shit, ass, bitch, trick, plus ice 

C'mon, I got that ignorant shit you love 

Nigga, fuck, shit, maricon, puta, and drugs 

C'mon, I got that ignorant shit you need 

Nigga, fuck, shit, ass, bitch, trick plus weed 

I'm only trying to give you what you want 

Nigga, fuck, shit, ass, bitch, you like it don't front

Say Hello lyrics - jay Z

It's that Rocafella music....

Soulful...

[Chorus:]

Say hello

To the bad guy

Hello

They say I'm a bad guy

I come from the bottom

But now I'm mad fly

Say Hello

They say I'm a menace

That's the picture they paint

Hello

They say a lot about me

Let me yell ya what I ain't

Hello

They say I'm a bad guy

Say Hi to the bad guy

Hello

I come from the bottom

But now I'm mad fly

They say I'm a menace

That's the picture they paint

They say a lot about me

Let me tell ya what I ain't

Say hello

Hello

Ay, ay, ay, ay

They say a lot about me

Let me tell you what I ain't

I ain't playing,

Life's short, so I aimed

I ain't waiting for life to start portrayin' em

Its twice as hard to get a job that's paying

So I ain't payin' attention to what you saying

Rain-drops keep falling on my brain

Constant in the drop, all flames

I'm so hot even if the weather change

I don't have no top, I'm insane

Remember darkskinned Jermaine?

Suede in the rain, I'm sorta kinda the same

Except I'm no lame and you gonna know my name

Before I go to work and feel my pain

Saying, I'm a bad guy, why's that?

Cause when my back's against the wall, nigga, I react

Secretly though, I know you admire that

You wish you had the balls to fire back--

Say hello, uh, uh, hello, uh. uh

You wish you had the balls to fire back

[Chorus]

I ain't no ordinary nigga

Look around, this ain't what ordinary gets you

Extraordinary figures

I'm an extra-ordinary nigga

Before my name became Jigga

Before I sang, I had that thang on sippers

Can't complain bout what they ain't gonna give ya

That ain't gonna get you shit, might as well give up

Or get up, get out and get something, nigga

Get a job, my nigga, or get to dumping

Only God can judge him, only he without sin

Can tell me if my means can justify my ends

Til' then, I'm just gonna fly in the Benz

Wire my friends through Western Union

Shh....surprising my sister, knockin'

Here comes the bad guy again!

Say hello

Uh uh

Hello

uh uh

Hello

Here comes the bad guy again

[Chorus]

We ain't thugs for the sake of just being thugs

Nobody do that where we grew at, nigga, DUH!

The poverty line, we not above

So out come the mask and glove cause we ain't feelin' the love

We ain't doing crime for the sake of doing crime

We movin' dimes cause we ain't doin' fine

One out of three of us is locked up doing time

You know what that type of shit can do to a nigga mind?

My mind on my money, money on my mind

If you owe me ten dollars, you ain't giving me nine

You all ain't give me 40 acres and a mule

So I got my Glock 40, now I'm cool

And if Al Sharpton is speaking for me

Somebody get him the word and tell him I don't approve

Tell him I'll remove the curses

If you tell me our schools gonna be perfect

When Jena 6 don't exist

Tell him that's when I'll stop saying bitch---BITCH!

[Chorus]

Success lyrics - Jay Z (feat. Nas)

[Jay-Z:]

I got these niggas breezy, don't worry about it

Let that bitch breathe!

I used to give a fuck, now I give a fuck less

What do I think of success

It sucks too much to stress

I guess I blew up quick, cause friends I grew up with 

See me as a primi, but I'm not and my nut's big

I don't know what the fuss is

My career is illustrious

My rep is impeccable

I'm not to be fucked with, with shit

Let that bitch breathe!

I'm way too important to be talking extorting

Asking me for a portion is like asking me for a coffin

Broad daylight I off ya on switch

Ya not too bright, goodnight, long kiss, 

Bye-bye, my reply, blah-blah

Blast burner then pass burner, to TyTy

Finish my breakfast, why?

I got an appettite for destruction and you're a small fry

Now where was I

Let that bitch breathe!

I used to give a shit, now I don't give a shit more

Truth be told, I had more fun when I was piss poor

I'm pissed off, is this what success all about

A bunch of niggas acting like bitches with big mouths

All this stress, all I got is this big house

Couple cars, I don't bring half of them shits out

All this ace of spade I drank, just to piss out

I mean I like the taste, could have saved myself six hours

How many times can I go to Mr. Chow's, Tao's, Nobu

Hold up, let me move my bowels

I'll shit on y'all niggas, OG tell these boys

[Juan:]

Y'all ain't got shit on my nigga

[Jay-Z:]

I got watches I ain't seen in months

Apartment at the Trump I only slept in it once

Nigga said Hova was over, such dummies 

Even if I fell I land on a bunch of money

Y'all ain't got nothing for me

Nas, let that bitch breathe!

[Nas:]

Success, McLaren, women starin'

My villain appearance

Sacred blood of a king

In my vein ain't spillin'

Ghetto Othello, Sugar Hill, Romero

Camaro driven

I climax from paper then ask why is life worth livin'

Is it the hunt for the shit that you want

To receive is great but I lust giving

The best jewelers want to make my things

I make Jacob shit on Lorraine, just to make me a chain

Niggas mention of one love, came home to paper in hand

Ain't got to brag about the feds young man

Old cribs I sold, y'all drive by like monuments

Google Earth Nas, I got flats in other continents

Worst enemies want to be my best friends

Best friends want to be enemies, like that's what's in

But I don't give a fuck, walk inside the lion's den

Take everybody's chips, about to cash them in

Up your catalogue dog, mines worth too much

Like Mike Jack's ATV Pub, Mottola can't touch

Let this bitch breathe!

[Jay-Z & Nas:]

Let this bitch breathe!

Fallin' lyrics - Jay Z (feat. Bilal)

I know i shouldnt've did that 

I know its gon' come right back 

I know its gon' destroy everything i made 

Its probably gon' get ya boy sent away 

But this game I play, ain't no way to fix it 

Its inevitable that i'm- 

Said where i would stop before i even started 

When i get to one brick, then The Game i will depart with 

Got to one brick then i looked to the sky, said 

Sorry God, i lied, but give me one more try 

Got to two bricks, new cars, new whips 

But niggas never learn til' they end up in the newsclip 

The irony of selling drugs is sort of like i'm using it 

Guess its two sides to what 'substance abuse' is 

Can't stop, won't stop, nigga since new shit 

Brand new convertibles, i'm so ruthless 

Front row, fight night-see how big my tube is? 

Fuck HD, nigga see how clear my view is? 

(FALLING) 

But there's a price for overdoing it 

Doin' it this big'll put you on the map 

Stick-up kids is out some tax 

Plus the FBI Boys with the cameras in the back, DAMN! 

I know i shouldnt've did that 

I know its gon' come right back 

I know its gon' destroy everything I made 

Its probably gon' get ya boy sent away 

But this game I play, ain't no way to fix it 

Its inevitable - 

Now you're 

(FALLING) 

When you should've scaled back, 

Now you're 

(FALLING) 

Right into they lap 

Falling, they applaud and they screamin' at the screen 

"Damn, you fucked up!" like your favorite movie scene 

Godfather, Goodfellas, Scarface, Casino 

You seen what that last run did to DeNiro 

When he can't beat the odds, can't cheat the cards 

Can't blow too hard, life's a deck of cards 

Now you're tumbling, its humbling, you're falling, you're mumbling 

Under your breath like you knew this day was coming 

(FALLING) 

Now let's pray that arm candy 

That you left your Ex- for stay 'down' and come in handy 

Cause come January, it gets cold 

When the letters start to slow, when your commissary's low 

When your lawyer screams "Appeal!" only thinkin' bout a bill 

When your chances are nil, damn, gravity's ill... 

I know i shouldnt've did that 

I know its gon' come right back 

I know its gon' destroy everything i made 

Its probably gon' get ya boy sent away 

But this game I play, ain't no way to fix it 

Its inevitable- 

That you're 

(FALLING) 

And you can't get up 

All you do is push-up, pull-up, sit-up 

Locked down, the town now belongs to the Squares 

Who say they won't make the same mistakes that got you there 

And ya arm candy's sweet on 'em 

Every woman that you left for this heffa got a college degree comin' 

Bad news keeps coming 

Hard to keep something on your stomach 

You're sick 'bout what your life is becoming 

(FALLING) 

Bunch of used to's, has been's bragging bad 'bout all the new dudes 

Talking tough on the YouTube bout what you used to do 

But that's old school to the new crew 

They're doing numbers like Sudoku 

They're the new you 

And its damn near inevitable they'll experience deja vu too 

Fight, and you'll never survive 

Run, and you'll never escape 

So just fall from grace, damn.... 

I know i shouldnt've did that 

I know its gon' come right back 

I know its gon' destroy everything i made 

Its probably gon' get ya boy sent away 

But this game I play, ain't no way to fix it 

Its inevitable that i'm 

FALLING 

Seems like I'm Falling 

FALLING 

Seems like i'm Falling 

FALLING 

Seems like I'm Falling 

FALLING 

Seems like i'm Falling 

FALLING 

Seems like I'm Falling 

FALLING 

Seems like i'm Falling 

FALLING 

Seems like I'm Falling 

FALLING 

Seems like i'm......

Blue Magic lyrics - Jay Z (feat. Pharrell)

Roc-a-fella records

The imperial Skateboard P

Great Hova

Y'all already know what it is (Oh Shit!)

C'mon!

[Verse 1]

Yeah

So what if you flip a couple words

I could triple that in birds

open your mind you see the circus in the sky

I'm Ringling brothers Barnum and Bailey with the pies

No matter how you slice it I'm your motherfucking guy

Just like a B-Boy with 360 waves

Do the same with the pot, still come back beige.

Whether right or south paw, whether powder the jar

Whip it around, it still comes back hard.

So easily do I w-h-i-p

My repetition with wrists will bring you kilo biggers.

I got creole C.O. bitches for my niggas who slipped, became prisoners

Trees taped to the visitors

You already know what the business is

Unnecessary commissary, boy we live this shit

Niggas wanna bring the 80s back

It's OK with me, that's where they made me at

Except I don't write on the wall

I write my name in the history books, hustling in the hall (hustling in the hall)

Nah, I don't spin on my head

I spin work in the pots so I can spend my bread

[Chorus (Pharrell):]

And I'm getting it, I'm getting it

I ain't talking about it, I'm living it

I'm getting it, straight getting it

Ge-ge-ge-get get get it boy

(Don't waste you time, fighting the life stay your course, and you'll understand)

Get it boy

[Verse]

It's '87 state of mind that I'm in (mind that I'm in)

In my prime, so for that time, I'm Rakim (I'm Rakim)

If it wasn't for the crime that I was in

But I wouldn't be the guy whose rhymes it is that I'm in (that I'm in)

No pain, no profit, P I repeat if you show me where the pot is (pot is)

Cherry M3's with the top back (top back)

Red and green G's all on my hat

North beach leathers, matching Gucci sweater

Gucci sneaks on to keep my outfit together

Whatever, hundred for the diamond chain

Can't you tell that I came from the dope game

Blame Reagan for making me into a monster

Blame Oliver North and Iran-Contra

I ran contraband that they sponsored

Before this rhyming stuff we was in concert

[Chorus (Pharrell)]

[Verse 3]

Push (push) money over broads, you got it, fuck Bush

Chef (chef), guess what I cooked

Baked a lot of bread and kept it off the books

Rockstar, look, way before the bars my picture was getting took

Feds, they like wack rappers, tried as they may, couldn't get me on the hook

D.A. wanna indict me

Cause fish scales in my veins like a pisces

The Pyrex pot, rolled up my sleeves

Turn one into two like a Siamese

Twin when it end, I'm a stand as a man never dying on my knees

Last of a dying breed, so let the champagne pop

I partied for a while now I'm back to the block

[Chorus (Pharrell)]

American Gangster lyrics - Jay Z

I'm from the 80's, 

Home of the heroine,

Error of the hustlers, uh

The world is my custy

New rich porter

The way I flip quarters

Front on all these other rap artists, but me

Momma was a mink wearer, Papa ran numbers

So it's plain to see, where my whole plan come from

American dream, I'm living the life still

The way I shine is like a zillion dollar light bill

Still I'm grinding, army jacket lining

40 below timbs on, getting my M's on

My best friends gone, I seen bad days

Still find songs that I hear him on

Getting my Mary J. Blige Reminisce on

I hear his voice in my mind, like, nigga live on

So I get on that fly shit I been on

Spin on corners in enzo with rims on

But for info, puffin on Endo-Nesia

Give me amnesia

I ease up, that right, I'm high nigga

I want the sky, 

The world when I'm done

I'm give it to my sons

Let 'em live it up, split it up, switch it up, 

Sixes kit it up, man I did it up, done

The rest of my belongings belong in the hall of fame, a list of hits next to all my names

I came, if the sky should fall

And it all goes tomorrow, and they foreclose on the house and auction off all my cars

Don't cry for me Argentina, I mobbed the beamer

Took trips abroad, got mobbed in Sardina

In Ibiza I had pizza in the club

Ladies know I'm that guy, they wanna piece of my love

Now they wanna ya boy like Mike in his prime

Billie Jean the goddamn boy ain't mine

And the Roc break up, had the people losing hope

Can't lie they had Muhammad Hovi on the ropes

Now I'm back in the go mode, back in the go-go's

Throwing the diamond up, repping the logo

Rose gold rose flow, I'm okay though

What Don't kill me makes stronger than before so

Here we go and I'm not domino

When it all falls down, I'm like Kanye's jaw

I might break but I don't fold, till I hold the sky in my hand

Yeah that's my goal 

And then I bid you Freddy Adu

Prodigal Child, y'all not ready for the future

Then I disappear in the Bermuda Triangle

My name will be viewed such

Here's to the man that refused to give up

I want the sky nigga, Chuuuuuuch

"Kingdom Come" (2006)

• The Prelude lyrics - Jay Z
• Oh My God lyrics - Jay Z
• Kingdom Come lyrics - Jay Z
• Show Me What You Go lyrics - Jay Z
• Lost One lyrics - Jay Z (feat. Chrisette Michele)
• Do U Wanna Ride lyrics - Jay Z (feat. John Legend)
• 30 Something lyrics - Jay Z
• I Made It lyrics - Jay Z
• Anything lyrics - Jay Z (feat. Usher, Pharrell)
• Hollywood lyrics - Jay Z (feat. Beyonce)
• Trouble lyrics - jay z
• Dig A Hole lyrics - Jay Z (feat. Sterling Simms)
• Minority Report lyrics - Jay Z (feat. Ne-Yo)
• Beach Chair lyrics - Jay Z (feat. Chris Martin)
• 44 Fours lyrics - Jay Z

The Prelude lyrics - Jay Z

[Intro: snippets of Eddie in "Super Fly"]

You know, you've got this.. fantasy in your head about

getting outta the life and, setting the corporate world on its ear

What the FUCK you gonna do except hustle?

Besides pimpin... you really ain't got the stomach for that

[Jay-Z]

The game's fucked up

Nigga's beats is banging, nigga your hooks did it

Your lyrics didn't and your gangster look did it

So I would write it if y'all could get it

Being intricate'll get you wood, critic

On the Internet, they like you should spit it

I'm like you should buy it, nigga that's good business

Hehe, forget this rap shit I need a new hustle

A little bit of everything, the new improved Russell

I say that reluctantly cause I do struggle

As you see I can't leave so I do love you

But I'm just a hustler disguised as a rapper

In fact you can't fit this hustle inside of a wrapper

Back when crack was

What these pills are, I was a real star

Complete with real, cars, no video ones

You can come and set up a camera, let the video run

And my real life, complete with real, ice

VVS boulders oh they're visibly set

Head and shoulders, my invisible neck

You see Hova, wasn't digital yet

Befo' Steve Jobs, made the iPod

Was getting head, jobs, we call that intimate

Back when rappers wouldn't dare play lyrical roulette

With a automatic weapon I was rapping with a tec

(Fresh) like (Mannie) be, chain like anti-freeze

Shoebox full of cash, dealer man hand me ki's

Pantries full of Arm & Hammer, don't take Nancy Drew to see

what it do, I'm a damn G

Just sent a million dollars through a hands free

That's big money talk, can you answer me?

Before the answer was a 3

I was down in Georgetown with a Hoya chick, lawyer chick

Sure he's rich now cause he saw the shit, all this shit

That's why they call him Hov', cause he came before all this shit

Bought a 6, quarter seven, skipped on them quarter eights

Bought a 9 for non-stop glock work all the time

Woo! Guess who's back?

Since this is a new era, got a fresh new hat

Ten year veteran, I've been set

I've been through with this bullshit game but I never quit

I used to think rapping at 38 was ill

But last year alone I grossed 38 mill'

I know I ain't quite 38 but still

The flow so (Special) got a (38) feel

The real is back, hehehehe