Oh My God lyrics - Jay Z

[Verse One]

Pops sped off

Left Mom with a bundle of

Joy ya boy

Smack dab in the jungle

Took tunnel vision

But he would soon become a mogul

But first he brought that crack back like a yo-yo

Don't play with my yo-yo

Loco niggas in the hood

First niggas hating on me

It's all good

I'm buying things like my sh*t don't stink

Gucci links and Gucci gooses

Watching too many movies

Bulletproof this

Had some nerve

Like pulling tooths

When you sixteen, coming through roofless

Yeah ya boy ruthless

Like Ice Cube was

Turn the whole city on

I'm the new plug

So if this is your first time hearing this

You are about to experience someone so cold

A journey seldom seen

The American dream

From the bottom to the top of the globe

They call me HOV

[Chorus]

They gunning for me

Wanna see me fall

You know my story

I been through it all

Nights I felt like dying

But I ain't crying

What didn't kill me

Made me strong as iron

I am

I am

Oh my God, HOV

[Verse Two]

Now I'm knee-deep in the concrete

Like the streets made of quicksand beyond deep

I got a chemical romance, two left feet

So now I dance with the devil, please GOD

Save me from the black parade, release me

My life like Grand Theft Auto PSP

I'm in the Volvo puffing on the la la

Ducking from the po-po

Every time I drive by

Say hi to the bad guy

All my momma friends is like hmm hmm hmm

Would you just look at him

So sorry dear momma for your embarrassment

Give me a couple years I pray I never sin again

Got all these rival dealers trying to do me in

And all these little rappers don't know how prepared for them I am. I am.

I'm feeling like the world's against me Lord

Call me crazy but strangely I love the odds

[Chorus]

[Verse Three]

Now these baby ballers toy rappers

Calling out my name to bring the boy backwards

Shooting air balls at the basket

What you call money I paid more in taxes

I got crowned King down in Africa

Down in Nigeria do you have any idea

Sold out shows in Seoul Korea

Jo-berg, Dublin, Tanzania

Lunch with Mandela, dinner with Cavalli

Still got time to give water out to everybody

Everybody fall back

Y'all rapping I'm reenacting

CNN you see it's accurate

ESPN see me in action

Monday nights when the half ends

When you ten years in holla back then

Kingdom Come lyrics - Jay Z

[Intro (Sample courtesy of "Superfreak" by Rick James)]

I don't know what life will be in H.I.P. H.O.P.

Without the boy H.O.V. (I will be, I will be)

Not only N.Y.C. I'm hip hop's savior (Yeah)

So after this flow you might owe me a favor (Yeah)

When kingdom come, you ready? (I will be)

When kingdom come, I'm ready (I will be)

When kingdom come (Yeah, yeah) I'm ready

(Hey! Hey! Hey Hey Hey!!!)

[Verse 1: Jay-Z]

Now everywhere I go they like HOV you back

Up out the corner office out the coldasack

Where's Iceberg Slim he was the coldest cat

Get your swag back daddy where your focus at

Got to admit a little bit I was sick of rap

But despite that the boy is back

And I'm so evolved I'm so involved

I'm showing growth, I'm so in charge

I'm C.E.O. and yeah going god

I'm so indebted, I should have been deaded

Selling blow in the park, this I know in my heart

Now I'm so enlightened I might glow in the dark

I been up in the office you might know him as Clark

But, just when you thought the whole world fell apart

I - take off the blazer loosen up the tie

Step inside the booth Superman is alive

[Chorus: Jay-Z (Sample courtesy of "Superfreak" by Rick James)]

(I will be) The King Of New York (I will be) New York

Not only N.Y.C. I'm hip hop's savior (Yeah)

So after this flow you might owe me a favor (Yeah)

When kingdom come, you ready? (I will be)

When kingdom come, uh huh (I will be)

Not only N.Y.C. I'm hip hop's savior (Yeah, yeah)

So after this flow you might owe me a favor

(Hey! Hey! Hey Hey Hey!!!)

[Verse 2: Jay-Z]

I hear "hurry up Hov" when I'm out in the public

Cause niggas like it, you love it; We be it, you're of it

You breathe it, we need it; bring it back to the hustlas

Had to dust off the Hammer, dance - can't touch this

C'mon playboys, bring the cars back out

Cause ya boy Hov is back, you know them broads coming out

Got 'em dancing on the bankhead, like they from Bankhead

Fuck Cristal, so they ask me what we drinking

I thought dudes remark was rude okay

So I moved on to Dom, Krug Rosé

And it's much bigger issues in the world, I know

But I first had to take care of the world I know

I'm from the bottom, so I still feel em from the bottom

Underdog before my cape, still couldn't stop him

Flash Gordon when recording, spark the light in the dark

Peter Park, Spiderman, all I do is climb the charts

[Chorus: Jay-Z (Sample courtesy of "Superfreak" by Rick James)]

(I will be) The King Of New York (I will be) New York

Not only N.Y.C. I'm hip hop's savior (Yeah)

So after this flow you might owe me a favor (Yeah)

When kingdom come, you ready? (I will be)

When kingdom come, uh huh (I will be)

Not only N.Y.C. I'm hip hop's savior (Yeah, yeah)

So after this flow you might owe me a favor

(Hey! Hey! Hey Hey Hey!!!)

[Verse 3: Jay-Z]

Just when they thought it was all over

I put the whole world on my back and broad shoulders

The War-Hova, but who you know took over tracks like that

Guess what New York, New York - we back

And I ain't never been afraid of a drought

Since I was six, seventeen been getting money down south

Bout it, bout it, Master P

Ask the nigga Pimp C, ask my homey Bun B

I run the streets the streets don't run we

Y'all run, we chill still waters run deep

I repeat, sing a long with me

I run the streets the streets don't run we

Ladies saying where you been Superman?

When niggas spending ten million in media on my hands

The Bruce Wayne of the game have no fear

When you need me just throw your ROC signs in the air, yeah!

[Chorus: Jay-Z (Sample courtesy of "Superfreak" by Rick James)]

(I will be) The King Of New York (I will be) New York

Not only N.Y.C. I'm hip hop's savior (Yeah)

So after this flow you might owe me a favor (Yeah)

When kingdom come, you ready? (I will be)

When kingdom come, uh huh (I will be)

Not only N.Y.C. I'm hip hop's savior (Yeah, yeah)

So after this flow you might owe me a favor

(Hey! Hey! Hey Hey Hey!!!)

Show Me What You Go lyrics - Jay Z

[Intro]

This is State Of Emergency

What you want me to do? I'm sorry!

I'm back..hehehe

UH, huh uh, lets go get 'em Just

[Chorus]

HEY HEY HEY HEY HEY HEY

Show me what you got, lil mama

Show me what you got, pretty lady

Show me what you got, shorty

Show me what you got, baby

Hands up and.. waves, waves, waves, waves

[Verse 1]

Give the drummer some

I already gave the summer some

It's the winter's turn

Hovie Hov is the coldest, I'm just getting better with time

I'm like Opus One

Young, no two alike like a snowflake

OK! Show me what you got baby

Words is slurring engine purring

Mami fronting but I'm so determined

Shots of Patron, now she's in the zone

I ain't talking about the two-three

Mami in the zone like the homie 2-3

Jordan or James, makes no difference

Boo I'm balling the same

I am the Mike Jordan of recording

You might want to fallback from recording

But you right it's not important

So it forced him to go for the hype

For being brave and may applaud him

Well misery I will assure them

Oh baby just ignore them

Truth or dare mami listen and learn

I got a drop I just took off the top, it's your turn

[Chorus 2X]

[Verse 2]

H.O.V.A., gold bottles of that ace of spade

Why even fool with these other guys, they all stingy

All these dudes know how to say is gimme

Gimme some head, gimme some brain

Gimme your number, gimme your name

But if I get one night baby girl I swear

I'll make you tell these other dudes gimme got you here

I'll take you shopping, take long trips

I'll take the cork off, you can take sips

I'll take you there, take my time

Take you clothes off, I'll take off mine

Ma, show me what you got

Hovie in the spot tried to told you I was hot

Tell these other dudes it's a wrap

Get the fuck out the throne you clone, the King's back!

Y'all got less than 2 months to get y'all thing together

Good luck!

[Chorus 2X]

Ladies and gentlemen the most incredible!

H-O, uh huh

H-O, uh huh

Is back!

Justin Blaze

You Blaze that

Roc-A-Fella Records

Dynasty continues, y'all die

Uh Huh, peace!

Lost One lyrics - Jay Z (feat. Chrisette Michele)

Uh, uh, uh, uh

It's not a dis song, it's just a real song

Feel me?

I heard motherfuckers saying they made Hov

Made Hov say, "OK so, make another Hov"

Niggaz wasn't playing they day role

So we parted ways like Ben and J-Lo

I should've been did it but I been in a daze though

I put friends over business end of the day though

But when friends, business interests as they go

Ain't nothing left to say though

I guess we forgot what we came fo'

Should've stayed in food and beverage

Too much flossing

Too much Sam Rothstein

I ain't a bitch but I gotta divorce them

Hov have to get the shallow shit up off him

And I ain't even want to be famous

Niggaz is brainless to unnecessarily go through these changes

And I ain't even know how it came to this

Except that fame is

The worst drug known to man

It's stronger than, heroin

When you could look in the mirror like, "There I am"

And still not see, what you've become

I know I'm guilty of it too but, not like them

You lost one

[Chorus w/ Marsha (Jay-Z)]

Lose one, let go to get one

Left one, lose some to win some (You lost one)

Story of a champion, sorry I'm a champion

You lost one

I don't think it's meant to be, be

But she loves her work more than she does me

And honestly, at twenty-three

I would probably love my work more than I did she

So we, ain't we

It's me, and her

'Cause what she prefers over me, is work

And that's, where we, differ

So I have to give her

Free, time, even if it hurts

So breathe, mami, it's deserved

You've been put on this earth to be

All you can be, like the reserves

And me? My time in the army, it's served

So I have to allow she, her, time to serve

The time's now for her

In time she'll mature

And maybe we, can be, we, again like we were

Finally, my time's too short to share

And to ask her now, it ain't fair

So yeah, she lost one

Lose one, let go to get one

Left one, lose some to win some (Oh yeah, she lost one)

Story of a champion, sorry I'm a champion

You lost one

My nephew died in the car I bought

So I'm under the belief it's partly my fault

Close my eyes and squeeze, try to block that thought

Place any burden on me, but please, not that lord

Time don't go back, it go forward

Can't run from the pain, go towards it

Some things can't be explained, what caused it?

Such a beautiful soul, so pure, shit

Gonna see you again, I'm sure of it

'til that time, little man I'm nauseous

Your girlfriend's pregnant, the lord's gift

Almost lost my faith, that restored it

It's like having your life restarted

Can't wait for your child's life, to be a part of it

So now I'm child-like, waiting for a gift

To return, when I lost you, I lost it

Lose one, let go to get one

Left one, lose some to win some (Colleek, I lost one)

Sorry I'm a champion, Colleek, you're a champion

You lost one

Do U Wanna Ride lyrics - Jay Z (feat. John Legend)

[Intro]

This is the operator with a collect call from "Emory Jones"

To accept the charges, press one now

[Jay-Z]

Uhh, woo!

Emory whattup?

Told you I ain't too good with writin letters and all

Shit I don't even write rhymes

But what I will do

I'ma send you this opus scribed through the airwaves

Vibe with me

[Chorus: John Legend]

I knowwwww.. I knowwwwww

Some places we can go, some places we can go

I knowwwww.. I knowwwwww!

Some places we can go, some places we can go

Do you wanna riiiiiiide... with me

Do you wanna RIIIIIIIDE... with me

[Jay-Z - over Chorus]

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Yeah nigga I bet we was kids and had dreams of bein here

I said "we" cause I'm here, you here!

Uhh

Yeah, ride with me, your spot is reserved family

Cigarette boats, yachts, ain't nowhere we can't go

We in South Beach and the Hamptons too baby!

[Jay-Z]

You know why they call The Projects a project, because it's a project!

An experiment, where in it, only it's objects

And the object for us to explore our prospects

And sidestep cops on the way to the top - yes!

As kids we would daydream, sittin on our steps

Pointin at cars like yeah that's our sex

Hustlers, prophets, made our eyes stretch

Swanson got the spot, shit we started our trek

Some of us made it, most of us digressed

In the name of those who ain't made it my progress

Show success please live through me

See I'm the eyes for Emory, keep him alive

(This is a collect call) So everytime I press five

All he wanna hear is his boy talk fly

Up in the fed, and still holdin his head

So when he hits the streets he gon' eat through this bread

Now let's ride

[Chorus]

[Jay-Z - over Chorus]

Uh-huh, geah

I'm crushin 'em all for Jones

MTV, BET, the Grammys, crushed linen, purple label

All that fly shit we talked about

Give him some nice pinky rings with the blue diamonds and e'rything

Hehehe, that's what we talked about right?

Uh-huh... tried to told you, ride with me

[Jay-Z]

International Hov', I told you so

Forty 40's out in Tokyo

Singapore, all this from singin songs

Comin up though we thought slingin raw

was the end all be all of bein rich didn't we

Little did I know my mo' potent delivery

would deliver me, kingpin of the inkpen

Monster of the double entendre, Coke is still my sponsor

Heh, the Cola, yeah

Hova still gettin it in with soda

Diet, no sir, I ain't lose no weight

Started from the crates now I'm sittin on a whole case

Since they got you sittin on that old case

Our dreams is on hold like Tivo

So I can't wait 'til you get your date

I got some temp plates outside of the gate

We gon' ride

[Chorus]

[Jay-Z - over Chorus]

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Geah

Don't even worry about it though, you ain't missed nuttin

It only gets better, they got the Maybach Coupe now

Look like the Batmobile, the Phantom the top just comes off that joint

It only gets better

They caught your body they can't trap your mind

Keep your spirit alive read your books

Matter of fact, let me take you somewhere

Vibe with me, c'mon

[Jay-Z]

Now me and my lil' mama, Kita and Tata

Juan and Dez out in San Tropez

Jay round in Gabana, sneakin marijuana

You know that Mary J. give you +No More Drama+

Lost a couple friends this whole shit got weird

But when you get home you know your spot's reserved, ya heard?

I put my niggaz on, my niggaz put they niggaz on

Now we all somewhere fun, chillin in the sun

I ain't forget you cousin, hehe

Yeah nigga y'all can wear sneakers on the beach if you want to

Y'all niggaz come and c'mon, playin money marathon

My young'n is LeBron, you know what that makes me baby

Big Homey! Hehe, Emory what's up?

[Chorus - starts over last few lines of above]

[Jay - over Chorus]

Wan' ride with us? You're more than welcome

We ain't on no bullshit, uhh

Put your feet up

Big Tye I see you boy

Guru, I don't usually do this but

Roll me up son man

Let me get mellow on this shit right here

Uh-huh, yeah

Uh-huh, white paper though nigga

Can't even fuck with those blunts

White paper baby, old school nigga gimme a joint

Smooth it out, Young H.O.

Henry Jones

Word to my momma we livin!

30 Something lyrics - Jay Z

You ain't got enough stamps in your passport to fuck with young H-O

International ... uugh ...

show ya young boys how to do this thing

the maturation of Jay-Z Z

check me out

30's the new 20 nigga I'm so hot still

better broad better au-to-mo-bile

bet a yard, nah bet a hundred mill

then by the songs end I probably start another trend

I know everything you wan do

I did all that by the age of 21

by 22 I had that brand new Ack Coupe

I guess you can say that my legend just begun

I'm, young enough to know the right car to buy yet grown enough not to put rims on it

I got that six-duce with curtains so you can't see me and I didn't even have to put tints on it

I don't got the bright watch, I got the right watch

I don't buy out the bar, I bought the night spot

I got the right stock

I ... got ... stockbrokers that's movin' it like white tops

I know you like fuck, this is child abuse

call D.Y.F.S.*, I might just be gettin' nicer

them young boys ain't ready for real

30's the new 20 niggia I'm so hot still

[Chorus]

I use to let my pants sag, not givin' a fuck

bae boy, now I'm all grown up

I use to cruise the used car lot, put chrome on the truck

bae boy, now I'm all grown up

I use to play the block like that (like that)

I use to carry knots like that (like that)

now I got black cards, good credit and such

bae boy, cause I'm all grown up

30's the new 20 nigga, I'm on fire still

these young boys is like a fire drills (uugh)

false alarms (uugh)

next don? (naah)

heen got- (on)

to the next one (Young)

I'm still here (yeah)

still here, like Mike gotta stop playin' with these children (yeah)

I'm a bully with the bucks

don't let the patten leather shoes fool you young'n, I got the fully in the tux

that was my past now I'm so grown up

I don't got one gun on me, got a slum army

to hire a gun army, get you spun like laundry

and I'll be somewhere under palm trees calmly

listen to R&B when we get the call he's

no longer wit' us fire your babysitters

you lil' fucks fall back for real

30's the new 20 nigga, I'm so hot still

[Chorus]

I use to let my pants sag, not givin' a fuck

bae boy, now I'm all grown up

I use to cruise the used car lot, put chrome on the truck

bae boy, now I'm all grown up

I use to wear my hoodie like that (like that)

pile deep in the hoopty like that (like that)

now I got black cards, good credit and such

bae boy, cause I'm all grown up

Yall roll blunts, I smoke Cubans all day

yall young'ns chase, I'm Patron and it's straight

I like South Beach but I'm in San Tropez

yall drink Dom but not Rose' (hey)

your chick shop in the mall

my chick burnin' down Bergdorf's

comin' back with Birken Bags

your chick is like what type of purse is that?

I'm from the era where niggas don't snitch

you from the era where snitchin' is the shit

I'm afraid of the future (why?)

yall respect the one who got shot

I respect the shooter

yall go to parties to ice grill

I go to parties to party with nice girls

you young boys gotta chill

30's the new 20 nigga, I'm so hot still

[Chorus]

I use to let my pants sag, not givin' a fuck

bae boy, now I'm all grown up

I use to cruise the used car lot, put chrome on the truck

bae boy, now I'm all grown up

yeah we use to ball like that (like that)

Now we own the ball team, halla back (holla back)

now I got black cards, good credit and such

bae boy, cause I'm all grown up

* [D.Y.F.S. = Division of Youth and Family Services - New Jersey child abuse reporting authority]

I Made It lyrics - Jay Z

[Verse One]

Momma I made it

Ya'll know how I do when the Doc do it

I fly thru it

That's how I operated

Momma I made it

Ghetto like the grease when you getting your hair braided

Sweeter than your sister Kool Aid is

Hooray is the underdog

Now my feet under desk

It's the presidential favorite

Can't believe I got away with my earlier stages

Being on stages

Having my way with

Congratulations

Ya baby boy's a made man

I'm a hold the fam down at least 3 generations

I'm talking when spaceships are around

And ya great, great grands

Reminiscing about foundation you gave 'em

For repairing my relationship with my pops before he passed 

All I ask is you raise your glass for this celebration

Toast to the most beautiful girl in the world

My inspiration, thanks for your information

[Chorus]

Momma I made it [2x]

[Verse Two]

I'm in BK where 

It ain't everyday that you make it out

To be on top of yachts waving

I remember you saving for the light bill

Paid the rent with a light bill

Now my crib dark as a basement

And you'd lock up the when you wasn't home

We was communicating like the money you made wasn't basic

Our cable was basic

No HBO, no WHT

Just Ralph McDaniels on the station

I aggravated you for Atari and Coleco Vision

Pinstripe Lee's when the first day day of school came

I was OK with not having everything as long as Saturdays

You had the Commodores playing

The expression on your face was priceless

It's still with me till this day

Baby girl I won't erase it

I go to my grave with the memory of the sacrifice you made 

You deserve a standing ovation

Momma I made it

[Chorus 3x]

[Verse Three]

Now your lil misfit makes sure every day is Christmas

Write down your wish list

Sixes, wrist is glistening

You don't even like jewels

But you can missing anywhere you like to

Where the water's light tube

Anything you order, sign it to your nice room

Leave an extra tip Ma

Be extra nice to 'em

CEO Carter Foundation

Wow I know pop's looking down

I know Colleek somewhere up in the clouds

Like go get 'em Grandma, make me proud

Didn't have a man in the house so you made one

So I act like ya husband and I'm only ya son

I told you one day I'll get you a home

But I didn't know it would possibly be in Rome

She told me don't wait on nobody

Get your own, so with me myself & my microphone I made it

Momma I made it....

Momma I made it....

[Music slowly fades out]