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Jay-Z


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Настоящее имя Shawn Corey Carter
Дата рождения 4 декабря 1969 г.
Место рождения Bedford Stuyvesant, Brooklyn, New York, U.S.
Жанры Hip-hop
Годы 1988—н.в.
Лейблы Atlantic Records
Sony Music
Roc-A-Fella Records
Roc Nation
См. также Rihanna
Kanye West
Eminem
Memphis Bleek
Big Daddy Kane
Big Jaz
Beyoncé
Сайт Website



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Альбом Jay-Z


The Blueprint 3 (11.09.2009)
11.09.2009
1.
What We Talkin' About (feat. Luke Steele of Empire of the Sun)
2.
3.
4.
Run This Town (feat. Rihanna & Kanye West)
5.
Empire State of Mind (feat. Alicia Keys)
6.
Real As It Gets (feat. Young Jeezy)
7.
On to the Next One (feat. Swizz Beatz)
8.
Off That (feat. Drake)
9.
A Star is Born (feat. J. Cole)
10.
11.
Already Home (feat. Kid Cudi)
12.
Hate (feat. Kanye West)
13.
14.
So Ambitious (feat. Pharrell)
15.
Young Forever (feat. Mr. Hudson)
. . .


(Jay-Z Talking)
Blueprint trios

[Verse 1]
Yeah Yeah What we talkin' bout real shit?
Or we talkin' bout ryhmes
You talkin' bout millions Or you talking' bout mine
What we talkin' bout Cuz I ain't got time
For what people be talkin' bout all the time
What we talkin' bout fiction Or we talkin bout fact
You talkin' bout fiction? Hold up pardon my back
I'm talkin' bout life And all I hear is
Oh yeah he keeps talkin' bout crack
I ain't talkin' bout profit I'm talkin' bout pain
I'm talkin' bout despair I'm talkin' bout shame
I ain't talkin' bout gossip I ain't talkin' bout Game
I ain't talkin bout Jimmy I ain't talkin' bout Dame
I'm talkin' bout real shit Dem people playin'
What is you talkin' bout I don't know what y'all sayin'
People keep talkin' bout Hov take it back
I'm doin' better than before Why would I do that?
Ain't nothing cool bout carryin' a strap
Bout worryin' your moms And buryin' your best cat
Talkin' bout revenge While carryin' his casket
All teary-eyed Bout to take it to a matress
I'm talkin' bout music I ain't talkin' bout rap
You talkin' bout who's hot I ain't talkin' bout that
The conversation is changed Lets yap about that
I don't run rap no more I run the map

(Hook)
They Talk, We Live, We see what They say, They say, They say
They Talk, We Did, Who cares what They say, They say, They say

[Verse 2]
Still they can't' focus on them They be talkin' bout me
Talkin' bout what I wear Talkin' bout where I be
Check out my hair These ain't curls these is peas
Peasey head still get paid I'm combin' through G's
Please, We ain't focused on naps
Cuz I don't run rap no more I run the map
A small part of the reason the President is black
I told him I got him when he hit me on the jack
Talkin' bout progress I ain't lookin back
You know I run track Try not to get lapped
People keep talkin' bout Hov left em flat
Try to re-write history Lets talk about facts
Dame made millions Even Jaz made some scraps
He could've made more But he didn't sign his contract
As far as street guys We was dealin' crack
That's just how the game goes I don't owe nobody jack
Grown men want me to sit em on my lap
But I don't have a beard and Santa Claus ain't black
I repeat, You can't sit on my lap
I don't have a beard Now get off my sack
Scream at me

(Repeat Hook)

[Verse 3]
Blueprint 3
And now that that's that Lets talk about the future
We have just seen the dream as predicted by Martin Luther
Now you could choose ta Sit in front of your computa
Posin' with guns Shootin YouTube up
Or you could come with me to the White House get your suit up
You stuck on being hardcore I chuck the duece up
Peace out Medusa
Welcome to the Blue-ah-Print-ah Tre piece Jay-Z your tutor
Toota of my own horn Beep beep move-ya
Ras clot when rude boy come through with the roof up
So I could see the sky
Cause everybody talkin' Hov I think we know why

(Repeat Hook)

. . .


(Jay-Z Talking)
Thank you, thank you very much
For comin' out this evening

[Verse 1]
Thank you, Thank you, Thank you
You're far too kind
Hold you're applause
This is your song not mines
Thank you, thank you, thank you
Please hold your applause
For I just applied logic Keys keys open doors
Now I'm balcony, Opera, Black Tux, Binocula
Black luxe, Stop it I shouldn't be so popular
Name keep poppin' up Face keep poppin' up
On the tube I'm just watchin' Pacquiao box 'em up
How would I know HBO would get a shot of us
Sitting so close that we almost got snot on us
Please don't bow in my presence How am I a Legend?
I just got 10 #1 albums Maybe now 11
More hits than a Now! 11
That is no reason to treat me like I'm somehow from outta heaven
Heaven knows that I've made my mistakes
Thank God, what a guy as I say my grace
Who woulda thought by making birds migrate
For the winter I be fly all summer Might I say

(Hook)
Thank you, Thank you, thank you You're far too kind
Hold your applause This is your song not mines
Thank you, Thank you, thank you You're far too kind
Do me a favor, don't do me no favors I'll handle mines

[Verse 2]
Hovi Baby
We are really high, really high tonight
We tip the waiter a hundred dollars
To keep the ice cold, alright?
We the last guys to keep the Wise guys code alive
If I can't live by my word Then I'd much rather die
No no don't thank me, This is just how my suit is stitched
I'm cut from a different cloth, I'm just who the shoe fits
For the Color Of Money like a Tom Cruise flick
'Cept I put 8-balls in corners without using pool sticks
Beautiful music when champagne flutes click
Beautiful women sippin' throught rouge lips
Dangers approaches We're like wait who's this?
Let us save you some trouble son
What size suit you is?
This way after the Ruger shoots through a few clips
You can lay in your casket just as you is
We appreciate the target practices
We'll be sure to send flower baskets kid

(Repeat Hook)

[Verse 3]I was gonna kill a couple rappers
But they did it to themselves
I was gon' do it with the flow
But they did it with their sales
I was gon' 9/11 'em, but they didn't need the help
And they did a good job them boys is talented as hell
Cuz not only did they brick they put a building up as well
They ran a plane into that building and when that building fell
Ran to the crash site with no masks and inhaled
Toxins deep inside their lungs until both of them was filled
Blew a cloud out like a L into a jar then took a smell
Cuz they heard that second hand smoke kills
Niggas thought they was ill found out they was...ILL
And it's like you knew exactly how I wanted you to feel

(Hook)

[Jay-Z]
We are really high, really high tonight
Lucky Lefty, kiss the wife tonight for me

. . .


{La, la, la,
Hey, hey, hye
Good-bye}

{Hold up}

Only rapper to re-write history
With out a pen
No-I.D. on the track let the story begin
{Begin}
{Begin}
This is anti-autotune
Death of the ringtone
This ain't for ITUNES
This ain't for sing-a-longs
This is sinatra at the opera
Bring a blond
Preferably with a fat ass
Who can sing-a-song
Wrong
This ain't politically correct
This might offend my political connects
My raps don't have melodies
This should make jackers want go
And commit felonies
Get your chain tooken
I may do it myself
I'm so BROOKLYN!
I know we facing a reccesasion
But the music ya making gonna make it the
Great depression
Or your lack of argession
Put your skirt back down
Grow a segment

Yeah this just violent
Yeah this death of auto tune
Moment of silence

{La, la, la,
Hey, hey, hye
Good-bye}

{Hold up}

Only rapper to re-write history
With out a pen
No-I.D. on the track let the story begin
{Begin}
{Begin}

Hold up

This ain't the number one record
This is practially asult with a deadly weapon
I made this just for flex and mr cee
I want people to feel threaten
Stop your bloodcalt crying
The kid
The dog
Everybody dying
No lying
Your boys jeans to tight
Your colors to bright
Your vocie to light
I might wear black for a year streight
I might bring back vacazti shades
This ain't for z100
Kanye told me to kill ya
To keep it 100
This is for HOT 97
For kaled we the best then

Yeah just get violent
Yeah this death of auto tune
Moment of silence

{La, la, la,
Hey, hey, hye
Good-bye}

{Hold up}

Only rapper to re-write history
With out a pen
No-I.D. on the track let the story begin
{Begin}
{Begin}

Hold up

This might need a verse from jezzy
I might send this to the mixtape weezy
Get somebody from BMF to talk on it
Give this to blood
Let a crip walk on it
Gimme val to style on this
I just don't need nobody to smile on this
You rappers singing to much
Get back to rap
You t-pain-ing to much
I am a multi millionaire
So how is it
I'm still the hardest nigga here
I don't be in the project hallway
Talking about how I be in the project allday
That sound stupid to me
If you a gangsta
This is how you prove it to me

Yeah just get violent
Yeah this death of auto tune
Moment of silence

{La, la, la,
Hey, hey, hye
Good-bye}

. . .


Feat. Rihanna And Kanye West

Rihanna
Feel it coming in the air
Hear the screams from everywhere
I'm addicted to the the thrill (Iґm Ready)
It's a dangerous love affair (Cґmon)
Can't be scaring nickels down
Got a problem tell me now
Only thing that's on my mind
Is who gon' run this town tonight
Is who gon' run this town tonight
We gon' run this town

Jay-Z
We are yeah I said it we are
This is Roc Nation pledge your allegiance
Get y'all fatigues on all black everything
Black cards black cars all black everything
And our girls are blackbirds riding with they Dillingers
I get more in-depth if you boys really real enough
This is La Familia I'll explain later
But for now let me get back to this paper
I'm a couple bands down and I'm tryna get back
I gave Doug a grip I lost a flip for five stacks
Yeah I'm talking five comma six zeroes dot zero ?
Back to running circles 'round niggas now we squared up
Hold up

Rihanna
Life's a game but it's not fair
I break the rules so I don't care
So I keep doing my own thing
Walking tall against the rain
Victory's within the mile
Almost there don't give up now
Only thing that's on my mind
Is who gon' run this town tonight

Heeeeeeeeey heeeeeeay
Heeeeeeeeey heeeeeeay
Who gon' run this town tonight?

Jay-Z
We are yeah I said it we are
You can call me Caesar in a dark Caesar
Please follow the leader so Eric B we are
Microphone fiend it's the return of the God peace God
And ain't nobody fresher
I'm in Maison uh Martin Margiela
On the table screaming f@#k the other side they jealous
We got a bankhead full of broads they got a table full of fellas
And they ain't spendin' no cake
They should throw they hand in 'cause they ain't got no spades
My whole team got dough
So my bankhead is lookin' like Millionaires' Row

Rihanna
Life's a game but it's not fair
I break the rules so I don't care
So I keep doing my own thing
Walking tall against the rain
Victory's within the mile
Almost there don't give up now
Only thing that's on my mind
Is who gon' run this town tonight

Heeeeeeeeey heeeeeeay
Heeeeeeeeey heeeeeeay
Who gon' run this town tonight?

Kanye West
It's crazy how you can go from being Joe Blow
To everybody on your dick no homo
I bought my whole family whips no Volvos
Next time I'm in church please no photos
Police escorts everybody passports
This the life that everybody ask for
This a fast life we are on a crash course
What you think I rap for? To push a f@#kin' Rav 4?
But I know that if I stay stunting
All these girls only gon' want one thing
I could spend my whole life good will hunting
Only good gon' come is it's good when I'm coming
She got an ass that'll swallow up her G-string
And up top uh two bee stings
And I'm beasting off the re-sling
And my nigga just made it out the precinct
We give a damn about the drama that you do bring
I'm just tryna change the color on your mood ring
Reebok baby you need to try some new things
Have you ever had shoes without shoestrings?
What's that Ye? Baby these heels
Is that a May-what? Baby these wheels
You trippin' when you ain't sippin' have a refill
You feelin' like you run it huh?
Now you know how we feel

Jay-Z
Wha'sup?
Rihanna
Heeeeeeeeey heeeeeeay
Heeeeeeeeey heeeeeeay
Jay-Z
Wha'sup?

Rihanna
Heeeeeeeeey heeeeeeay
Heeeeeeeeey heeeeeeay
Who gon' run this town tonight?

Jay-Z
Wha'sup?

. . .


(Jay-Z)
Yeah,
Yeah, Imma up at Brooklyn,
now Im down in Tribeca,
right next to DeNiro,
But i’ll be hood forever,
I’m the new Sinatra,
and since i made it here,
i can make it anywhere,
yeah they love me everywhere,
i used to cop in Harlem,
all of my dominicanos
right there up on broadway,
brought me back to that McDonalds,
took it to my stash spot,
Five Sixty Stage street,
catch me in the kitchen like a simmons whipping pastry,
cruising down 8th street,
off white lexus,
driving so slow but BK is from Texas,
me I’m up at Bedsty,
home of that boy Biggie,
now i live on billboard,
and i brought my boys with me,
say wat up to Ty Ty, still sipping Malta
sitting courtside Knicks and Nets give me high fives,
N-gga i be spiked out, i can trip a referee,
tell by my attitude that I most definitely from…

(Alicia Keys)
In New York,
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of,
Theres nothing you can’t do,
Now you’re in New York,
these streets will make you feel brand new,
the lights will inspire you,
lets here it for New York, New York, New York

(Jay-Z)
I made you hot n-gga,
Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game,
sh-t i made the yankee hat more famous than a yankee can,
you should know I bleed Blue, but I aint a crip tho,
but i got a gang of n-ggas walking with my click though,
welcome to the melting pot,
corners where we selling rocks,
afrika bambaataa sh-t,
home of the hip hop,
yellow cap, gypsy cap, dollar cab, holla back,
for foreigners it aint fitted they forgot how to act,
8 million stories out there and their naked,
cities is a pity half of y’all won’t make it,
me i gotta plug Special Ed "i got it made,"
If Jesus payin LeBron, I’m paying Dwayne Wade,
3 dice cee-lo
3 card marley,
labor day parade, rest in peace Bob Marley,
Statue of Liberty, long live the World trade,
long live the king yo,
I’m from the empire state thats…

(Chorus)

In New York,
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of,
Theres nothing you can’t do,
Now you’re in New York,
these streets will make you feel brand new,
the lights will inspire you,
lets here it for New York, New York, New York
Welcome to the bright light..

(Jay-Z)
Lights is blinding,
girls need blinders
so they can step out of bounds quick,
the side lines is blind with casualties,
who sipping life casually, then gradually become worse,
don’t bite the apple Eve,
caught up in the in crowd,
now your in-style,
and in the winter gets cold en vogue with your skin out,
the city of sin is a pity on a whim,
good girls gone bad, the cities filled with them,
Mommy took a bus trip and now she got her bust out,
everybody ride her, just like a bus route,
Hail Mary to the city your a Virgin,
and Jesus can’t save you life starts when the church ends,
came here for school, graduated to the high life,
ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight,
MDMA got you feeling like a champion,
the city never sleeps better slip you a Ambien

(Chorus)

In New York,
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of,
Theres nothing you can’t do,
Now you’re in New York,
these streets will make you feel brand new,
the lights will inspire you,
lets here it for New York, New York, New York


(Alicia Keys)
One hand in the air for the big city,
Street lights, big dreams all looking pretty,
no place in the World that can compare,
Put your lighters in the air, everybody say yeaaahh
come on, come,
yeah,

(Chorus)

In New York,
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of,
Theres nothing you can’t do,
Now you’re in New York,
these streets will make you feel brand new,
the lights will inspire you,
lets here it for New York, New York, New York

. . .


[Intro]
[Young Jeezy]
Yeah, see it's that
It's that Blueprint 3 shit right here
It's that TM 103 shit right here
You ready ? You ready Hov' ? Let's go ! (Hands up !)

[Verse 1]
[Young Jeezy]
Allow me to re-introduce myself
At the same time re-introduce my wealth
At the same time rejuvenate the game
It's for my ol'dawg niggas that's used to 'caine

Not what B-dawg said, I respect the game
GD's, vice lords, crips the same
And I know you're 'bout to say this off the chain
Tell 'em fake trappin' ass niggas stay out my lane

See I ain't dead or in jail, I can't complain
And when these fake niggas gone, I shall remain
And if you just tunin' in, let me explain
You know i keep that 47, Uday Hussein

These niggas way too far, I played the game
And if you listen hard enough I say some things
And when that sack got low, I shave them things
And put 'em right back together, I made them things

[Chorus]
[Young Jeezy]
Now put your sacks in the air if you represent your click
Money in the air if you ever hear the lick, baby
Put your hands in the air, if you know that you that bitch
Say you looking for the real, hey well this is real as it gets

Hey! Hey! Ohh! Ohh! (x2)
This is real as it gets

Hey! Hey! Ohh! Ohh! (x2)
This is real as it gets

[Verse 2]
[Jay-Z]
Wassup, wassup (x3)
I got it Jeezy

Now where the south side at, wassup, wassup
Where the west coast at, put your W's up
Where my east coast niggas that hustle to live
And all my niggas up north that's doin' it big

Oh yeah I'm rare, I'm aware that I'm rare
I rap and I'm real, I'm one of the few here
These other boys lyin', I wonder if y'all care
They stories out this world, I wonder if y'all hear

But don't really matter as long as they stay clear
Clear of the real shit we doin' over here
When my nigga get home, I'm gonna send him a Lear
For all the time he been down, get him right up in the air

With a couple of broads get him right up in the air
Mile high club get him right up in there
Send my nigga some gear like he never missed a year
By the time you hear this song, he'll be standing right here

Real nigga shit there !

[Chorus]
[Young Jeezy]
Now put your sacks in the air if you represent your click
Money in the air if you ever hear the lick, baby
Put your hands in the air, if you know that you that bitch
Say you looking for the real, hey well this is real as it gets

Hey! Hey! Ohh! Ohh! (x2)
This is real as it gets

Hey! Hey! Ohh! Ohh! (x2)
This is real as it gets

[Verse 3]
[Jay-Z]
A hundred million to the good and I'm still talkin' yayo
At a snails pace I won this race that y'all trail
Uh, uh, Blueprint's for sale
Followin' my footprints you can't fail

Set sail, I used to duck shots but now I eat quail
I'll probably never see jail
Each tale contains more of the truth
Of the statue allows me to go into detail

Uh, close your eyes you can smell
Hov's the audio equivalent of braille
That's why they feel me in the favelas in Brazil
And water-house 'cause real recognize real

Rrraaahhh !

[Young Jeezy]
You know me, I don't need no introductions
Call me make a lil' somethin' out of nothin'
Anywhere you go, we're the topic of discussion
Damn, that's gotta be disgustin'

Err, shit make me wanna throw up
It's big boy music, it should make me wanna grow up
Flows like syrup, it just make me wanna pour up
And is it just me or this makes you wanna roll up

A big fat one, then unpack one
Then unwrap one, peel back one
They use to call me Jizzle when they step in the middle
And you can tell the color when it's damp in the middle

Wassup !

[Chorus]
[Young Jeezy]
Now put your sacks in the air if you represent your click
Money in the air if you ever hear the lick, baby
Put your hands in the air, if you know that you that bitch
Say you looking for the real, hey well this is real as it gets

Hey! Hey! Ohh! Ohh! (x2)
This is real as it gets

Hey! Hey! Ohh! Ohh! (x2)
This is real as it gets

. . .


I got a million ways to get it
Choose one
Bring it back
Now double your money and make it stack

I'm on to the next one
On to the next
On to the next one
On to the next
On to the next one
On to the next
On to the next one
On to the next
Freeze, somebody bring me back some money please

Hov on that new shit
Niggas like how come
Niggas want my old shit
Buy my old album
Niggas stuck on stupid
I gotta keep it movin
Niggas make the same shit
Me, I make the Blueprint
Came in the Range
Hopped out the Lexus
Every year since
I been on that next shit
Traded in the gold for platinum Rolexes
Now a nigga wrist match the status of my records
Used to rock a throwback
Ballin on the corner
Now I rock a tailored suit
Lookin like a owner
No I'm not a Jonas
Brother, I'm a grown up
No I'm not a virgin
I use my kahonas
I move onward
The only direction
Can't be scared to fail
Search ya perfection
Gotta keep it fresh girl
Even when we sexin
But don't be mad at him
When it's on to the next one

Freeze, somebody bring me back some money please

I got a million ways to get it
Choose one
Bring it back
Now double your money and make it stack

I'm on to the next one
On to the next
On to the next one
On to the next
On to the next one
On to the next
On to the next one
On to the next
Freeze, somebody bring me back some money please

Fuck a throwback jersey
Cause we on to the next one
And fuck that auto-tune
Cause we ooooon
And niggas don't be mad
Cause it's all about progression
Loiterers should be arrested
I used to drink Cristal
Them fuckers racist
So I switched gold bottles
Onto that spaceship
You gon have another drink
Or you just gon babysit
On to the next one
Somebody call a waitress
Baby, I'm a boss
I don't know what they do
I don't get dropped
I drop the label
World can't hold me
Too much ambition
Always knew it'd be like this
When I was in the kitchen
Niggas in the same spot
Me, I'm dodging raindrops
Meaning I'm on vacay
Chillin on the big yacht
Yeah, I got on flip-flops
White Louis boat shoes
Yall should grow the fuck up
Come here lemme coach you
Hol'up

Freeze, somebody bring me back some money please

I got a million ways to get it
Choose one
Bring it back
Now double your money and make it stack

I'm on to the next one
On to the next
On to the next one
On to the next
On to the next one
On to the next
On to the next one
On to the next
Freeze, somebody bring me back some money please

Big pimpin in the house now
Bought the land tore the mufuckin house down
Bought the car tore the mufuckin roof off
Ride clean, I don't never take the shoes off
Bought the jeep tore the mufuckin doors off
Foot out that bitch ride the shit like a skateboard
Navigation on tryna find my next thrill
Feelin myself I don't even need a X pill
Can't chill but my neck will
Haters really gon be mad off my deal
I don't know why they worried bout my pockets
Meanwhile, had Oprah chillin in the projects
Had her out in Bedstuy, chillin on the steps
Drinkin quarter waters, gotta be the best
MJ at Summer Jam, Obama on the text
Yall should be afraid of what I'm gon do next
Hol'up

Freeze, somebody bring me back some money please

I got a million ways to get it
Choose one
Bring it back
Now double your money and make it stack

I'm on to the next one
On to the next
On to the next one
On to the next
On to the next one
On to the next
On to the next one
On to the next
Freeze, somebody bring me back some money please

. . .


Welcome,
to tha,
future
Hey count me in
Find me a nice soft place to land
Im so high
Find me a place to land
Yeah
Right there
Yeah

(Verse 1)
I'm so tomorrow, they order mines on yesterday
which means you on-time than late
So even if I slow it down,
My sound is fast forward
Hold up
I'm just a runway show
But I wear this on my plane in these my runway clothes
Cashmire sweats
They come out next year, but they my last year sweats
And my hoe's so sick,
Your new chick can't fuck with my old bitch
And you know this shit,
I'm professional, they know this is
I just may let you borrow this,
This the Blueprint nigga follow this
This is what what tomorrow is,
Welcome to tomorrow Bitch


(Hook)
Drizzy Drake
Whatever you about to discover We off that
You about to tell her you love it, we off that
Always want to fight in the club and we off that
But you can't bring the future back
Ya'll steady chasing the fame, we off that
Oversize clothes and the chains, we off that
Niggas still makin' it rain and we off that
But you can't bring the future back

Tell them hatas get off me
Chris we off that
Timbs we off that
Rims we off that

Jay-Z
Yeah we off that
Is you still on that
And we still making money
cuz we still on that


(Verse 2)
Say black versus white, my niggas we off that
Please tell Bill O'Reilly to fall back
Tell Rush Limbaugh to get off my balls
This 2010 ain't 1864
Yeah we come so far
So I drive around town hard top and its off
And my trop at the loft with my high brow Ah and my high yellow broad
And my dark skin sense and my best white mate say whats up to Chris
Hows that for a mix
Got a black president, got green presidents
Blue prints in my white iPod
Black diamonds in my Jesus piece, my God
We ain't tripping off that
This is a Benetton ad, nigga been up off that

(Hook)
Drake
Whatever you about to discover We off that
You about to tell her you love it, we off that
Always want to fight in the club and we off that
But you can't bring the future back
Ya'll steady chasing the fame, we off that
Oversize clothes and the chains, we off that
Niggas still makin' it rain and we off that
But you can't bring the future back

Tell them hatas get off me
Chris we off that
Timbs we off that
Rims we off that

Jay-Z
Yeah we off that
Is you still on that
And we still making money
cuz we still on that

(Verse 3)
I dont give a fidduck, abbibout the riddate
you used to move, what you used to do
And i dont give a fidduck abbibout the bitches
that you used to screw but your future do
And we dont really care what you used to say
unless that effects your future pay
Im on a practice field running two-a-days
so i dont drop the ball when its threw my way
I dont give a fidduck, abbibout the shit that
you probably did who you probably is
The only time i deal in past tense
is im past rims and im past tints
If you driving it, i drove it,
if you got it, cause i sold it
you copped it, i bought it back
we dont give a fidduck Nigga we off that


(Hook)
Drake
Whatever you about to discover We off that
You about to tell her you love it, we off that
Always want to fight in the club and we off that
But you can't bring the future back
Ya'll steady chasing the fame, we off that
Oversize clothes and the chains, we off that
Niggas still makin' it rain and we off that
But you can't bring the future back

Tell them hatas get off me
Chris we off that
Timbs we off that
Rims we off that

Jay-Z
Yeah we off that
Is you still on that
And we still making money
cuz we still on that

. . .


[Chorus]
Everyday a star is born [J. Cole]
Clap for em, clap for em, clap for em [Jay-Z]
Everyday a star is born [J. Cole]
Clap for em, clap for em, clap for em [Jay-Z]
Hey,

[Jay-Z]
I seen MA$E do it, I seen Ye do it,
X came through, caught lighter fluid,
Still i came through it,
clap for em,
but I'm the blueprint,
I'm like the map for em,
I dropped another classic,
Made Puff pass it,
nobody could touch Puff back when Puff had it,
Wayne scorching, I'll applaud him,
if he keep going, pass the torch to him,
50 came through like hurricanes do,
I thought I'd finish his ass at summerjam too,
I had the Illmatic on bootleg,
sh-t was so ahead, thought we was all dead,
Wayne did a millie, 50 did a millie,
Ye too, but what Em did was silly,
the white boy blossomed after Dre endorsed him,
his flow on Renegade, f-cking awesome,
Applaud him,

[Chorus]

Snoop Dogg did, Nelly came down,
The Face Mob, kept it ghetto for the H town.
Luda moved digits after he moved b-tches,
Drake's up next, see what he do with it,
Rule had a run, couple movie parts,
T.I literally wanted to shoot up the charts,
Wat up Jeezy, wat it do,
ya remind me of us in early '92,
Outcast landed, 3 thou was ill,
like a male version of Lauren Hill,
Mobb Deep shook it but Prodigy took it a lil too far,
can't f-ck with Brooklyn,
Wu-Tang gang bang, Meth ate,
Rae' took on the date with the Purple Tape.
Passed on to Ason and then Ghostface,
they had a hell of a run,
standing Ovate, ayyy,

[Chorus]

And I am one of one,
can't you see just along my front,
My brain new lou sun shine
been a star since i was back in one time,
one time give it up for him,
December 4th a star was born,
Clap for him,
he went from moving that corner
to this corner office is so enormous,
Hey, Pres Carter,
Watch him get a Monica on all day,
Hey,
got so many monikers but only 1 Jay
they come they go,
some real some faux,
some friends some hoes
but no i goes nowhere this Hov,

[Chorus]

[J. Cole]
And could i be a star,
does fame in this game have to change who you are,
or could i be the same one who came from a far away life,
just to make it in this broadway lights,
now shining in the broad day, light, go figure,
a slow transition from a lil broke n-gga from the Ville,
Got a deal a real life saver,
dreams of being behind the wheel like, Jada,
i chill now a lil ice later, Cole you got a glow like a lil lightsaber,
so clap for him, then applaud Hov, he gave em a plat for him,
flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him,
no sir,
the flow cold as a shoulder of a gold digging hoes when a broke n-gga approaches,
told ya I'm focused man, I'll let you muthf-ckers soak it in,

[Chorus]
[End]

. . .


Hov's a Blackberry Bold,
Shawty is a Sidekick,
She used to have a man,
I used to have a side chick,
Shawty got wind I had to blow the chick off,
got rid of him they both took the sh-t hard,
shawty play the piano me I play the white keys,
shawty from the south, oh, i think she like me,
Shawty like Pac, me Big Poppa,
screaming hit em up, I'm screaming who shot ya,
I'm on that red wine, shawty like white,
same sh-t different toilet,
we both getting nice,
me I'm from the apple which means I'm the Mac,
She's a PC, she lives in my lap.

[Chorus]
Shawty get it in,
Daddy go hard
Shawty get it in,
Daddy go hard
Shawty get it in,
Daddy go hard
Shawty get it in,
Daddy go hard
Shawty get it in,
Daddy go hard
Shawty get it in,
Venus Versus Mars,

Whether Black or white we both like Mike,
We both like Jordans, We both feels nice,
When I finish breakfast, shawty's out for lunch,
yeah we both eating its better than brunch,
shawty like Pepsi, me I'm da Coke Man,
Body like a coke bottle, I crush it like a Coke can,
Started at the window, then the bedroom wall,
the Ying to my Yang, I skeet skeet off,
I hits it from the back, Shawty like the front,
the Bonnie to my Clyde,
both riding shotgun,
both covered in gold like C3PO,
James and Florida Evans let the good times roll,

[Chorus]

Thought Shawty was the truth, found out she was a cheater,
we were supposed to takeover, I caught her bumping Ether!
I thought shawty like Mike, found out she like Prince,
thought she was Adrian, it's been Rocky ever since,
My dollars was down, she left me for some Euro's,
Took my whole flavour, I call her coke zero,
Co-MVP like Kobe and Shaq,
left me for the Heat,
we were winning back to back,
said I partied too much, shawty got fed up,
shawty got Britney shaved her whole head up,
we used to make out, kissing each others face off,
Fell for the ponzi scheme, damn shawty just Made-off.

. . .


[Chorus] - [Kid Cudi]
Oh, They want me to fall (fall)
Fall from the top (top)
They want me to drop (drop)
They want me to stop (stop)
They want me to go (go)
I'm already gone (already)
The shit that I'm on (hey)
I'm already home

[Jay Z]
Hey, I'm already home
Hey, I'm already home
Hey, I'm already home
Now one more 'gin

[Kid Cudi]
Oh, They want me to fall (fall)
Fall from the top (top)
They want me to drop (drop)
They want me to stop (no)
They want me to go (no)
I'm already gone (gone)
The shit that I'm on (already)
I'm already home

[Jay Z] - [Verse 1]
These niggas want me to go
Don’t they know that I'm gone
They know I'm space shuttle level
They need oxyg-g-g-gen
Don't they know that they boring?
Don’t they know that I yawn?
Only time they exciting is when they mentioning Shawn
Seen Single White Female when she dyed her hair blonde?
Sometimes I look at these rappers
The movie remind me of them
Somebody turn these boys off
Don't they know that I'm on
Can't they see that it's foolish to try and kill me with songs
What the fuck are they Lauryn
They killing me softly
You talk me to death, only thing you can do to him
I open the door for them, what else can I do
These niggas want me to walk for them
Somebody talk to them
Before I go off on them

[Chorus] - [Kid Cudi]
Oh, They want me to fall (fall)
Fall from the top (top)
They want me to drop (drop)
They want me to stop (stop)
They want me to go (go)
I'm already gone (already)
The shit that I'm on (hey)
I'm already home

[Jay Z]
Hey, I'm already home
Hey, I'm already home
Hey, I'm already home

[Jay Z] - [Verse 2]
I taught 'em 'bout fish scale, they want me to fish for them
They want me to catch clean then cook up a dish for them
All of this just for them,
Or they got a diss for him
They want me to disappear
Like it's gone do shit for them
They say that I'm in the way
They want me to sit with them
But what they admitting is they aint got shit for him
And really the fact is, we not in the same bracket
Not in the same league
Don't shoot at the same baskets
Don't pay the same taxes,
Hang with the same bitches
So how am i in the way, what is it i'm missing?
Nigga I been missing
Nigga I been gone
The shit that you just witnessesing I been on
And as for the critics, tell me Ii don't get it
Everybody can tell you how to do it, they never did it
Now these niggas is mad,
Oh they call me a Camel
But I mastered the drought, what the fuck I'm an animal
Half man half mammal
My sign is a Sadge
This is just what i planned to do
Oh don't be mad

[Kid Cudi] - [Chorus]
Oh, They want me to fall (fall)
Fall from the top (top)
They want me to drop (drop)
They want me to stop (stop)
They want me to go (go)
I'm already gone (already)
The shit that I'm on (hey)
I'm already home

[Jay Z]
Hey, I'm already home
Hey, I'm already home
Hey, I'm already home

[Jay Z] - [Verse 3]
I’m in The Hall already
On the wall already
I’m a work of art,
I'm Warhol already
On another level, on another plane already
H-O-V
I got my own lane already (already)
I done cooked up the rock already
So why the fuck can't ya'll get hot already (already)
Put your name in the pot already,
Niggas compare me to Biggie and Pac (already)
Like I'm gone already
And i am nigga i'm already home (already)
If ya'll can't already see
I aint worried about ya'll cause I'm already me (already)
Do you already
Enough with the complaining boo-hoo's already
Eat food already,
Aint nothing given you gotta claim your shoes already

Yeah so on this summation I don't know who you racing... I'm already at the finish line with the flag waving... C'mon

[Chorus] - [Kid Cudi]
Oh, They want me to fall (fall)
Fall from the top (top)
They want me to drop (drop)
They want me to stop (stop)
They want me to go (go)
I'm already gone (already)
The shit that I'm on (hey)
I'm already home

[Jay Z]
Hey, I'm already home
Hey, I'm already home
Hey, I'm already home

[Chorus] - [Kid Cudi]
Oh, They want me to fall (fall)
Fall from the top (top)
They want me to drop (drop)
They want me to stop (no)
They want me to go (no)
I'm already gone (gone)
The shit that I'm on (already)
I'm already home

Hey, I'm already home
Hey, I'm already home
Hey, I'm already home

. . .


(Jay-Z Talking)
Haters Haters, These niggas is haters
And I made myself so easy to love

[Kanye Verse 1]
How much they hate it? VERY
Kiss girls like Katy Perry
I am never sprung
But I spring her....Jerry
Don't try this at home
Results may vary
KING like T.I.
But in the Chi....Larry

[Jay-Z Verse 1]
Hoover....Hova
Both are American Gangsters
You choose whose colder
Rappers get nasty in the booth but I'm grosser
I can't even stomach myself ulcer
More realer cuz I'm closer
Had girlies in girdles wearin' more than they 'spose to
Poser....No sir
My hustle? So Russell
I stretch work....Yoga
You know I got it down dog
Al Roker I used to knock pounds off
It ain't nothing for me to knock nouns off
And these emcees prayin' for my down fall
They just haters, I wave at you I'm so player
I never be done, Im so RA-RE

[Kayne West Verse 2]
We killin the game it's not FAI-R
You motherfuckers stay right THE-RE
Cuz we too high up in the AI-R
We blastin' off just like a Laser
Nigga pyoom-pyoom-pyoom!
Gimme back Gimme room-room-room
DB-9 like vroom-vroom-vroom
Young Hov what we doin-doin-doin?

[Jay-Z Verse 2]
We ballin'....bitches
Eatin' y'all food leavin' dishes
Why these niggas always talkin' Lear talk 'Ye?
Why I never see 'em at the clear port 'Ye?
Why I always hear they at the airport?
While I fly daily like I'm in the Air Force
Therefore...please stop my ears off
With millionaire talk you haters
Mad at me cuz your paper
Need to get its muthafuckin' weight up
Hold up wait up....I ain't done
Name one thing that I ain't done
It hurts when you say that I ain't the one
You haters....How do I gain your FA-VOR
I need to know cuz I CA-RE
I need you to love me I swear look hey-er
See 'Ye is runnin' the Chi like Gale Sayers
I'm running New York I got the MA-YOR
On my PA-GER Ya can't fade us
You hate us, I need you stay the-re
I breathe you like AI-R....Yay-er
Yeah, yeah, yeah Yayer
Yeah, yeah, yeah Yayer
Where are my haters? I love all my haters
Love all my haters, I love all my haters
Where all my haters? Hater....Yayer

. . .


All rhymers with Alzheimers line up please,
all mommies with mind freeze please line up please,
all bloggers with comments,
please I come in peace,
see if we can kill your amnesia by the time I leave,
all mommies I harbour for vouch for me,
tell em bout the time all your mommas couch mommy
all hustlas who ever bought an eighth from me,
take the time out to set the record straight for me,
remember me, silver bullet hard top mentally
they think think I'm outta shape so I have to jog there memory,
think with indelible ink, I let the pen go,
verses permanently tattooed serve as mementos,
ah, im so mental, my track record speaks for itself,
Im so instrumental,
allow me to rekindle lets all reminisce like Mary did,
think i have to send you a reminder,
here it is,

[Chorus]
Reminder
Reminder,
I got it if you need it,
A reminder
reminder
reminder,
Think I better give you a reminder,
Reminder
Reminder,
I got it if you need it,
A reminder
reminder
reminder,
Cos I can give you a friendly reminder,

Ah,
What the hell have you done,
to even have an opinion on what I been doing,
what the hell have y'all won,
only thing you can identify with is losing,
10 number 1 albums in a row,
who better than me?
only the Beatles nobody ahead of me,
I crush Elvis in his blue suede shoes,
Made the rolling stones seem sweet as coolaid 2,
96, 97, 98, 99, 2000, 2001 and beyond,
02, 03, 04, 05, 06 and 7, 08, 09
back to back double plat, i did what you want,
men lie women lie, numbers don't,
ain't nothing changed for me except the year it is,
i think have to send you a reminder,

[Chorus]
Reminder
Reminder,
I got it if you need it,
A reminder
reminder
reminder,
Think I better give you a reminder,
Reminder
Reminder,
I got it if you need it,
A reminder
reminder
reminder,
Cos I can give you a friendly reminder,

Do what i done without crying in the environment and what ya'll did it in without dying my n-gga,
rap like I rap without lying and then tying both together like iron my n-gga,
write 16's in between running 16 businesses,
all the while showing these young punks what the business is,
as if I'm gonna let you n-ggas style on me,
as if,
now everybody senile on me,
go back to boonback,
remember those button ups,
young Hov,
tell them ordinary Joes button up,
I destroy your 4 points O's
and Benz 500 and all points to Ohhhh,
Now you n-ggas ‘memba me,
how you forget, back to johnnys album cover,
red and blue Gucci sh-t,
ain't nothing changed but the year it is,
I think I have to send you a reminder here it is,

[Chorus]
[End]

. . .


Motivation for me, is them telling me what I could not be
Oh well

I felt so inspired by what the teacher said
Said id either be dead or be a reefer head
Not sure if that's how adults should speak to kids
Especially when the only thing I did was speak in class
Ill teach his ass
Even better what my uncle did
I popped my demo tape in start to beat my head
Peeked out my eye, see if he was beatin' his
He might as well said beat it kid,
He's on the list
It's like im searching for kicks
Like a sneaker head
You gon' keep pushing me til I reach the ledge
And when I reach the ledge, I tellem all to eat a dick
Take a leap of faith and let my eagle wings spread

(Chorus)
Motivation to me, is them telling me what I could not be, oh well
Im so ambitious, I might hit two sisters,
Hey im on a mission, no matter what the conditions
Fuck the personal issues, when u go what I been thru,
hey, if you believe it, then you can conceive it

Verse 2
Had to lace up my boots, even harder
Father is to far away to father
Further, more of the kids either
Smoke reefer or either move white
Theres few writers, in my cipher
So they made lighter, my type of
Dreams seen to them, they said wise up
How many guys are? You see making it from here
The world don't like us, is that not clear, alright bruh
Im different I cant face what im gon' be, or
For what everybody isn't, they don't listen
Just whispering behind my back, no vision,
Lack of ambition, So Wack!

(Chorus) Pharrell
Motivation to me, is them telling me what I could not be, oh well
Im so ambitious, I might hit two sisters,
Hey im on a mission, no matter what the conditions
Fuck the personal issues, when u go what I been thru,
hey, if you believe it, then you can conceive it

Verse 3
Had a couple of meetings, no office yet
Maybe I aint good enough for these offices
Back to the drawing board, ducking officers
Its all good cuz the streets, is saying ?
So with or without any of your involvement
We coming for all of this, respect my conglomerate
I went from pauper to the president, cuz every deal I ever made said precedent
Niggas probably thought a 4 without 0 buddy, oh Buddy
What I do is make more money
Dear teacher, you probably somewhere speaker
Im balling out of control, can you hear my sneakers?
Fuck yall!!

(Chorus) Pharrell
Motivation to me, is them telling me what I could not be, oh well
Im so ambitious, I might hit two sisters,
Hey im on a mission, no matter what the conditions
Fuck the personal issues, when u go what I been thru,
hey, if you believe it, then you can conceive it

. . .


Let's dance in style,
Let's dance for a while,
Heaven can wait we're only watching the skies
Hoping for the best but expecting the worst,
Are you gonna drop the bomb or not?
Let us die young or let us live forever,
We don't have the power but we never say never,
Sitting in a sandpit,
Life is a short trip,
The music's for the sad man,

Forever young,
I wanna be forever young
Do you really want to live forever?
Forever and ever
Forever young, I wanna be
Forever young
Do you really want to live forever?
Forever, forever

So we live a life like a video
When the sun is always out and you never get old
and the champagne's always cold
and the music's always good
and the pretty girls just happen to stop by in the hood
and they hop their pretty ass up on the hood of dat pretty ass car
without a wrinkle in today
cuz there is no tomorrow
just some picture perfect day
to last a whole lifetime
and it never ends
cos all we have to do is hit rewind
so lets just stay in the moment, smoke some weed,
drink some wine,
reminisce talk some shit forever young is in your mind
leave a mark that can never erase me neither space nor time
so when the director yells cut,
I'll be fine,
I'm forever young…

Forever young,
I wanna be forever young
Do you really want to live forever?
Forever and ever
Forever young I wanna be
Forever young
Do you really want to live forever?
Forever, forever

Fear not when, fear not why,
fear not much while were alive,
life is for living not living up tight,
see ya somewhere up in the sky,
fear not die, i'll be alive for a million years, bye bye,
so not for legends, I'm forever young
my name shall survive
through the darkest blocks, over kitchen stoves,
over Pyrex pots, my name shall be passed down to generations while debating up in barber shops,
young slum, hung here,
show that the nigga from here
with a little ambition just what we can become here,
and as the father passed his story down to his sons ears,
younger kid, younger every year, yeah
so if you love me baby this is how you let me know.
don't ever let me go, thats how you let me know, baby,

Forever young,
I wanna be forever young
Do you really want to live forever?
Forever and ever
Forever young I wanna be
Forever young
Do you really want to live forever?
Forever, forever

Slamming Bentley doors,
hopping out of Porsches,
popping up on Forbes lists,
Gorgeous,
hold up,
niggas starting law suits,
they be talking bullshit
i be talking more shit
they nauseous,
hold up,
I'll be here forever
you know, i'm on my fall shot,
and I ain't waiting for closure, I will never forfeit,
less than four bars,
Guru bring the chorus in,
did you get the picture yet,
I'm painting you a portrait of young…

Forever young,
I wanna be forever young
Do you really want to live forever?
Forever and ever
Forever young I wanna be
Forever young
Do you really want to live forever?
Forever, forever

. . .


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