New Day lyrics - Jay-Z (with kanye west)

[Kanye West:]

Yeah, uh

(Sun in the sky)

(You know how I feel)

Me and the RZA connect

(Breeze driftin’ on by)

Yeah, me and the RZA connect

(Breeze driftin’ on by)

(It’s a new life for me)

(For me, for me)

(Oooh, oooh)

(And I’m feelin’ good)

And I’ll never let my son have an ego

He’ll be nice to everyone, wherever we go

I mean, I might even make ‘em be Republican

So everybody know he love white people

And I’ll never let ‘em leave his college girlfriend

And get caught up with the groupies in the whirlwind

And I’ll never let ‘em ever hit the telethon

I mean even if people dyin’ and the world ends

See, I just want ‘im to have an easy life, not like Yeezy life

Just want ‘im to be someone people like

Don’t want ‘im to be hated, all the time judged

Don’t be like your daddy that would never budge

And I’ll never let ‘im ever hit a strip club

I learned the hard way, that ain’t the place to get love

And I’ll never let his mom move to L.A.

Knowin’ she couldn’t take the pressure, now we all pray

(Sun in the sky)

(You know how I feel)

(Breeze driftin’ on by)

(Breeze driftin’ on by)

(It’s a new life for me)

Me and the RZA connect

(For me, for me)

Me and the RZA connect (Oooh, oooh)

(And I’m feelin’ good)

[Jay-Z:]

Sorry junior, I already ruined ya

‘Cause you ain’t even alive, paparazzi pursuin’ ya

Sins of a father make yo’ life ten times harder

I just wanna take ya to a barber

Bondin’ on charters, all the shit that I never did

Teach ya good values, so you cherish it

Took me 26 years to find my path

My only job is cuttin’ the time in half

So at 13 we’ll have our first drink together

Black bar mitzvahs, mazel tov, mogul talk

Look a man dead in his eyes

So he know you talk truth when you speak it, give your word, keep it

And if the day comes I only see him on the weekend

I just pray we was in love on the night that we conceived him

Promise to never leave him even if his mama tweakin’

Cause my dad left me and I promise never repeat him

Never repeat him, never repeat him

(Sun in the sky)

(You know how I feel)

(Breeze driftin’ on by)

(Breeze driftin’ on by)

(It’s a new life for me)

(For me, for me)

(Oooh, oooh)

(And I’m feelin’ good)

(Sun in the sky, you know how I feel)

(Breeze driftin’ on by, you know how I feel)

(Breeze driftin’ on by, you know how I feel)

(It’s a new life for me)

(It’s a new dawn, it’s a new day)

(It’s a new life for me)

(Oooh, oooh)

(And I’m feelin’…)

(Birds flyin’ high, you know how I feel)

That's My Bitch lyrics - Jay-Z (with kanye west) (feat. La Roux)

[Kanye West:]

Hello, can I speak to a, a, yeah you know who you are

Look, you had no idea what ya dealing with

Something on some of this realest shit

Something, something

Yeah. thats my bitch

Thats my bitch

Sh-shorty right there

Thats my bitch

Thats my bitch

[Chorus - Elly Jackson:]

I've been waiting for a long long time

Just to get off and throw my hands up high

And live my life

And live my life

Just to get off and throw my hands up high

[Kanye West:]

I paid for them titties, get your own

It aint safe in the city, watch the throne

You say I care more about them basquion's, basquiats

She learning a new word, its yacht

Blew the World up as soon as I hit the club with her

Too Short called, told me "I fell in love with her"

Seen by actors, ball players and drug dealers

And some lesbians that never loved niggas

Twisted love story True Romance

Mary Magdalene from a pole dance

I'm a freak huh, rock star life

The second girl with us, thats our wife

Hey boys and girls, I got a new riddle

Who's the new old perv thats tryna play second fiddle

No disrespect, I'm not tryna belittle

But my dick worth money I put Monie in the middle

[Chorus - Elly Jackson:]

I've been waiting for a long long time

Just to get off and throw my hands up high

And live my life

And live my life

Just to get off and throw my hands up high, high, high, high

Silly little vixen, mixes 'til morning

Not swerving, oh, yeah

Swear you never strolled on a bottle of that potion

Stop motion, ooh, yeah

[Jay-Z:]

Go harder than a nigga for a nigga go figure

Told me "keep my own money" if we ever did split up

How can somethin' so gangsta be so pretty in pictures?

With jeans and a blazer and some Louboutin slippers

Uh, Picasso was alive he woulda made her

Thats right nigga Mona Lisa can't fade her

I mean Marilyn Monroe, she's quite nice

But why all the pretty icons always all white

Back to my Beyonces

You deserve 3 stacks for the Andre

Call Larry Gagosian, you belong in museums

You belong in Vintage clothes watching the whole building

You belong with niggas who used to be known for dope dealing

You too dope for any of those civilians

Now shoot trigga, stop looking at her tits

Get ya own dog, ya heard

Thats my bitch

[Chorus:]

I've been waiting for a long long time

Just to get off and throw my hands up high

And live my life

And live my life

Just to get off and throw my hands up high

Silly little vixen, mixes 'til morning

Not swerving, oh, yeah

Swear you never strolled on a bottle of that potion

Stop motion, ooh, yeah

[Kanye West:]

You have no idea what you're dealing with

Something on some of this realest shit

Pop some nines, so I give you the Fifth

Something, something, yeah

That's my bitch, That's my bitch

Sh-shorty right there? That's my bitch

That's my bitch

Welcome To The Jungle lyrics - Jay-Z (with kanye west) (feat. Swizz Beatz)

[Swizz:]

Welcome to the jungle

Welcome to the jungle well

[x2]

[Kanye West:]

I asked her where she wanna be when she 25.

She turned around and looked at me and she said "alive"

[Swizz:]

Welcome to the jungle, welcome to the jungle well

[Jay-Z:]

Black Axl Rose, move halfs and wholes

Come down to the jungle, just ask for Hov

Move blocks and squares, move apples and pears

Work pots and pans, just to cop me some Airs

My uncle died, my daddy did too

Paralyzed by the pain, I can barely move

My nephew gone, my heart is torn

Sometimes I look to the sky, ask why I was born

My faith in God, every day is hard

Every night is worse, that's why I pray so hard

[Kanye West:]

Why I pray so hard, this is crazy God

Just when I thought I had everything, I lost it all

So que sera, get a case of Ciroc

Let it chase the pain, before it goes too far

[Jay-Z:]

My dreams is big, reality set in

Let off a clip from a automatic weapon,

Through shots in the door, it died in Vegas

Though it fought so hard, I knew it wouldn't make it

I'm a tortured soul, I live in disguise

Rest in peace to the leader of the Jackson 5

I died in my sleep, I'm still Big Pimpin

I ball at the mall, beginning of the ending

Where the fuck is the sun?

It's been a while, momma, look at ya son

What happened to my smile?

My tears is tatted, my rag in my pocket

I'm just looking for love, I know somebody got it

Champagne for the pain, weed for the low

God damn I'm so high, where the fuck did I go?

I'm losing myself, I'm stuck in the moment

I look in the mirror, my only opponent

Where the fuck is the press? Where the fuck is the Press?

Either they know or don't care I'm fucking depressed

No crying in public, just lying to judges

Risking my life, I'm already dying, so fuck it well

[Swizz:]

Welcome to the jungle, welcome to the jungle well

Goddammit!

Who Gon Stop Me lyrics - Jay-Z

[Kanye West:]

This is something like the Holocaust

Millions of our people lost

Bow our heads and pray to the Lord

Til I die I’ma fuckin’ ball

Now who gon’ stop me?

Who gon’ stop me huh?

Who gon’ stop me?

Who gon’ stop me huh?

[Jay-Z:]

Black cards, black cars,

Black on black, black broads

Whole lotta money in a black bag

Black strap, you know what that’s for?

[Kanye West:]

Who gon’ stop me huh?

[Jay-Z & Kanye West:]

Who gon’ stop me, huh?

[Jay-Z:]

Yeah, who gon’ stop me?

No brakes, I need, State Farm

So many watches I need 8 arms

One neck but got 8 charms

[Jay-Z & Kanye West:]

Who gon’ stop me, huh?

[Kanye West:]

Niggas talkin’, they bitch made, Ix-nay off my dicks-nay

That’s pig Latin, itch-bay

Who gon’ stop me huh?

Last night ain’t go so well

Got kicked up out the hotel

Got a little freaky like Marvin Albert

Yes! Tell Howard Cosell

You just a commentator, if you getting paper

Everybody I know from the hood got common haters

In some relations, you just supposed to say none

Heard she fucked the doorman

Well that’s cool I fucked the waitress

Heard Yeezy was racist, well, I guess that’s on one basis

I only like green faces

This is something like the Holocaust

Millions of our people lost

Bow our heads and pray to the Lord

Til I die I’ma fuckin’ ball

Now who gon’ stop me?

Who gon’ stop me huh?

Who gon’ stop me?

Who gon’ stop me huh?

[Jay-Z:]

Black cards, black cars

Black on black, black broads

Whole lotta money in a black bag

Black strap, you know what that’s for

[Kanye West:]

Y’all weed purple, my money purple

Y’all Steve Urkel, I’m Oprah circle

I wrote the verse, that I hope will hurt you

[Jay-Z:]

Who gone stop me huh?

Beat the odds, best the Feds

It wouldn’t be wise, to bet against the kid

Start me broke, I bet I get rich

Night shift, 6 to 6

Gimmie one shot, one pot

I’ll show up in all white, wearing no socks

No ceiling, new coupe

They know I’m a dope boy

They don’t have no proof

I’m 3 steps removed, I know how to move

It’s looking like, I don’t know how to lose

I’m winning again, I’m at the Wynn

I’m at the table, I’m gambling,

Lucky lefty, I expect a 7,

I went through hell, I’m expecting heaven, I’m owed,

I’m throwed and I stuck to the G-code,

I’m here, oh yeah, I promise I ain’t going nowhere,

OK here, like a hare, like a rabbit, I like karats

I’m allergic to having bunny ears,

Like broke, like nope, like ha,

I ain’t no joke, I can’t be stopped

Like nope, like nope

To the beat Noah…

2 seats in the 911, no limit on the black card

Told y’all I was gonna go HAM, told the ocean was my backyard

No lies in my verses, please pardon all the curses

Shit gotta come some way, fuck, when you growing up worthless

Middle finger to my old life, special shout out to my old head

If it wasn’t for your advice, a nigga would have been so dead

I’m living life, til these niggas kill me

Turn this up, if these niggas feel me

I’m riding dirty, trying to get filthy

Pablo Picasso, Rothkos, Rilkes

Graduated to the MOMA

And I did all of this, without a diploma

Graduated from the corner

Y’all can play me for a motherfuckin’ fool if you wanna,

Street smart, and I’m book smart

Could have been a chemist, cause I cook smart

Only thing to stop me is me,

And I’ma stop when the hook start

Hold up

[Kanye West:]

This is something like the Holocaust

Millions of our people lost

Bow our heads and pray to the lord

Til I die, I’ma fuckin’ ball

Now who gon’ stop me?

Who gon’ stop me huh?

Who gon’ stop me?

Who gon’ stop me huh?

[Jay-Z:]

Black cards, black cars

Black on black, black broads

Whole lotta money in a black bag

Black strap, you know what that’s for

Murder To Excellence lyrics - Jay-Z (with kanye west)

[Jay-Z:]

Bloody murder, murder murder [x4]

[Kanye West:]

The paper read murder, black on black murder

The paper read murder, black on black murder

[Jay-Z:]

This is to the memory of Danroy Henry

Too much enemy fire to catch a friendly

Strays from the same shade, nigga we on the same team

Giving you respect, I expect the same thing

All black everything, nigga you know my fresh code

I’m out here fightin’ for you, don’t increase my stress load

Niggas watchin’ the throne, very happy to be

Power to the people, when you see me, see you

[Kanye West:]

And I’m from the murder capital, where they murder for capital

Heard about at least 3 killings this afternoon

Lookin’ at the news like damn I was just with him after school,

No shop class but half the school got a tool,

And I could die any day type attitude

Plus his little brother got shot reppin’ his avenue

It’s time for us to stop and re-define black power

41 souls murdered in 50 hours

The paper read murder, black on black murder,

The paper read murder, black on black murder again

Murder again…

Is it genocide?

Cause I can still hear his momma cry, know the family traumatized

Shots left holes in his face, bout piranha-size

The old pastor closed the cold casket

And said the church ain’t got enough room for all the tombs

It’s a war going on outside, we ain’t safe from

I feel the pain in my city wherever I go

314 soldiers died in Iraq

509 died in Chicago

[Jay-Z:]

I arrived on the day Fred Hampton died

Real niggas just multiply

And they say by 21 I was supposed to die

So I’m out here celebratin’ my post demise

If you put crabs in a barrel to insure your survival

You gon’ end up pulling down niggas that look just like you

What up blood? What up cos?

It’s all black, I love us

[Kanye West:]

The paper read murder, black on black murder,

The paper read murder, black on black murder again

Black on black murder again

Black on black murder again

[Jay-Z:]

It’s a celebration of black excellence

Black tie, black Maybachs

Black excellence, opulence, decadence

Tuxes next to the president, I’m present

I dress in Dries and other boutique stores in Paris

In sheepskin coats, I silence the lamb

Do you know who I am Clarice?

No cheap cologne whenever I “shh-shh”

Success never smelled so sweet, I stink of success

The new black elite, they say my black card bear the mark of the beast

I repeat, my religion is the beat

My verse is like church, my Jesus piece, now please, domino, domino

Only spot a few blacks the higher I go

What’s up to Will, shoutout to O

That ain’t enough, we gon’ need a million more

Kick in the door, Biggie flow

I’m all dressed up with nowhere to go

[Kanye West:]

Yea it’s all messed up when it’s nowhere to go

So we won’t take the time out til we reach the T O P

From paroles to hold G’s, sold keys, low keys

We like the promised land of the OG’s

In the past if you picture events like a black tie

What’s the last thing you expect to see, black guys

What’s the life expectancy for black guys?

The system’s working effectively, that’s why

I’ll be a real man, take care of your son

Every problem you had before this day is now done

New crib, watch a movie

Cause ain’t nothin’ on the news but the blues

Hit the mall, pick up some Gucci

Now ain’t nothin’ new but your shoes

Sunday morning, praise the Lord

You the girl that Jesus had been saving me for

So let’s savor this moment, and take it to the floor

Black excellence, truly yours

Made In America lyrics - Jay-Z (with kanye west) (feat. Frank Ocean)

(Bring you out the... out the darkness)

[Hook: Frank Ocean]

Sweet King Martin

Sweet Queen Coretta

Sweet Brother Malcolm

Sweet Queen Betty

Sweet Mother Mary

Sweet Father Joseph,

Sweet Jesus

We made it in America

Sweet baby Jesus, ooh

Oh sweet baby Jesus

We made it in America

Sweet baby Jesus, ooh

Oh, sweet baby Jesus,

We made it in America

[Verse 1: Kanye West]

I told my mama I was on the come up

She said "you going to school I'll give you a summer"

Then she met NO ID and gave me his number

10 years later she driving a Hummer

Niggas hustle every day for a beat from Ye

What I do? Turn around, gave them beats to Jay

And I'm rapping on the beat they was supposed to buy

I guess I'm getting high off my own supply

Downtown mixing fabrics trying to find the magic

Started a little blog just to get some traffic

Old folks'll tell you not to play in traffic

A million hits and the web crashes – damn!

South Park had 'em all laughing

Now all my niggas designing and we all swaggin'

Ignore the critics just to say we did it

This ain't no fashion show, motherfucker, we live it

[Hook: Frank Ocean]

Sweet King Martin

Sweet Queen Coretta

Sweet Brother Malcolm

Sweet Queen Betty

Sweet Mother Mary

Sweet Father Joseph,

Sweet Jesus

We made it in America

Sweet baby Jesus, ooh

Oh sweet baby Jesus

We made it in America

Sweet baby Jesus, ooh

Oh, sweet baby Jesus,

We made it in America

[Verse 2: Jay-Z]

I pledge allegiance, uh, to my Grandma

For that banana pudding, our piece of Americana

Our apple pie was supplied through Arm & Hammer

Straight out the kitchen, shh don't wake Nana!

Built a republic, that still stands

I'm trying to lead a nation, to leave to my little man's

Or my daughter, so I'm boiling this water

The scales was lopsided, I'm just restoring order

Hold up, here comes grandma, what's up YaYa?

What's that smell? Oh I'm just boiling some agua

No papa, bad Santa

The streets raised me, pardon my bad manners

I got my liberty, chopping grams up

Street justice, I pray God understand us

I pledge allegiance to all the scramblers

This is the Star Spangled Banner

[Hook: Frank Ocean]

Sweet King Martin

Sweet Queen Coretta

Sweet Brother Malcolm

Sweet Queen Betty

Sweet Mother Mary

Sweet Father Joseph,

Sweet Jesus

We made it in America

Sweet baby Jesus, ooh

Oh sweet baby Jesus

We made it in America

Sweet baby Jesus, ooh

Oh, sweet baby Jesus,

We made it in America

Why I Love You lyrics - Jay-Z (with kanye west) (feat. Mr Hudson)

[Chorus – Mr Hudson:]

Ooh, I love you so

But why I love you

I’ll never know

[x4]

[Jay-Z:]

Picture if you will, that the throne was burning

Rome was burning, and I’m sitting in the corner all alone burning

Why does it always end up like this?

Something that we don’t determine

Same people that I fought for

That I fight for, that I ride for

That I live for, that I die for

Be the reason that these niggas is alive for

And they want me dead

But I’m so sorry but I just can’t die for you

But I can make em put their hands in the sky for you

We waiting for the fireworks like July 4th

Get fly more, get high more, cry boy, why for?

When the grief is over, beef is over, I’ll be fly when Easter’s over

I tried to teach niggas how to be kings

And all they ever wanted to be was soldiers

So the love is gone, til blood is drawn

So we no longer wear the same uniform

Fuck you squares, the circle got smaller

The castle got bigger, the walls got taller

And truth be told after all that said

Niggas still got love for you

[Chorus – Mr Hudson:]

Ooh, I love you so

But why I love you

I’ll never know

[x4]

[Jay-Z (Kanye West):]

Showed love to you niggas

You ripped out my heart and you stepped on it

I picked up the pieces, before you swept on it

God damn this shit leaves a mess don’t it

Shit feelin’ like death don’t it

Charge it to the game, whatever’s left on it

I spent about a minute, maybe less on it

Fly pelican fly, turn the jets on it

But first I shall digress on it

Wasn’t I a good king?

(Maybe too much of a good thing, huh?)

Didn’t I spoil you? Me or the money, what you loyal to?

(Huh, I gave you my loyalty)

Made you royalty and royalties

(Took care of these niggas lawyer fees)

And this is how niggas rewardin’ me

(Damn)

[Chorus – Mr Hudson:]

Ooh, I love you so

But why I love you

I’ll never know

[x2]

[Jay-Z (Kanye West):]

Bussin’ at me, b-b-b-bussin’ at me

But I’m bullet proof, bitch you can’t get nothin’ past me

Got body armor (A nigga gotta watch the throne)

And I’m bussin’ back, so niggas in a glass house should not throw stones

What do you do when the love turns to hate?

(Gotta separate from these fuckin’ fakes)

Caesar didn’t see it so he ceased to exist

So the nigga that killed him had keys to his shit

Am I my brother’s keeper?

(Only if that nigga don’t creep up)

Got a pistol under my pillow

(I’ve never been a deep sleeper)

P-p-p-paranoia

(Cause the nigga that said he’ll…)

Blast for ya (Is now…)

Blastin’ for ya, that’s an assassin for ya

(These niggas got a shot they’ll shoot)

Please Lord (Forgive him)

For these niggas (Not know) What they, (Do) (Ooh)