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Warm It Up, Kane Big Daddy Kane В избранное

Come, get some, you little bum
I take the cake but you can't get a crumb
From the poetic, authentic, superior
Ultimate - and all that good shit
I'm the original, asiatic, acrobatic
There you have it, now get dramatic
Creatin drama when I'm on the scene
And I pack em in mean, like bruce springsteen
I profile a style that's mild and meanwhile
Put on trial a rap pile to exile
Make you tumble and stumble, in a rumble just crumble
And I'm still calm and humble
You need another helpin hand to swing on
I stand alone, but still you gotta bring on
Your batman and robin, cagney and lacey
Starsky and hutch, but they still can't face me
And if may make this one thing here clear
That's for you not to come near, period
So I ain't buggin or delirious
My swift tongue's like a sword, that's how severe it is
And I can slice and dice a fisher price mc
That thought he was nice into minute rice
Single-handed, I ain't with that band stuff
Cause cee'll scratch a record like flakes of dandruff
And the mic I ravage, not like a savage
But in my own way of doin damage
As I design the genuine line
Now who flattop rules in eighty-nine?

Warm it up, kane (16x)

..

Take two other men with soul that you probably know
Deadly as scarface, but bright as the cosby show
Don't attack rappers, but make everyone hush
They step to me, but can't stop the bumrush
I make material, rich and imperial
The unique technique I speak is all original
You like to sag and drag and gag
Same old same old, but poppa's got a brand new bag
So put the mic down boy, you can't work it


Due to wack lyrics, it's bout to short circuit
So toss the sauce across to the boss, no remorse
You lost, with force, of course, a holocaust
First I caught ya, then put ya through torture
You moved wrong my son, so I taught ya
Just like a guardian, that put your body in
The mood to groove with the smoove way that I'm partyin
Competition may find it spectacular
Scheme and fiend to take a bite like dracula
And waste the taste, cause ain't no sugar here
So come near if you dare, you booga bear
You start hallucinatin like magic
The wrath gets tragic, but kane won't have it
Cause you tried to juice me when you're bluffin
Slowed the pace, so I had to start rushin
So pick a vc date, cause you're history
Here comes kane scoob scrap jay and mister cee
And this is one thing to us we ain't new to
The crew'll cast a spell on the crowd just like voodoo
I'm the man you can't hold back
And all competition appears to be weak
I meant to say wack, a vision of blur
Just them thinkin I'm competitin, I say, "huh!"

Warm it up, kane (16x)

..

Genuine for eighty-nine, you know what I'm sayin?
As I give a shout out to my man tony a
Tony p, sally sal and the whole libra digital posse
Can't forget my man yawnski
And smooth the barber, you know what I'm sayin?
Also, I gotta say whassup to born true, b-boy,
And my man big jay cee
The whole rest of the crew, scoob lover my brother
Scrap lover, and dj mister cee
Can't forget supreme, abu, melquan and shabazz
Wally d, and the rest of the brothers
And of course my little brother the little daddy shane
Manditory end of the story, you know what I'm sayin?
Peace!

Ghetto Story Lupe Fiasco В избранное

[Lupe: talking]
You know I had to do it, man. It wouldn'ta been right if I didn't. You seen it? You seen the show last night on TV? You seen nigga's rims man? You seen the new Jordans man? You see her ass yo? Yeah, yeah, that's crazy.

[Singing:]
Seein' with my ghetto eyes
I walkeded with my ghetto feet
I talkeded with my ghetto speech
I'm copasetic, I won't let it bring me down
Bring me down...

I say it's enstilled
As I peep from beneath the titled brim of my pinwheel
Steady mobbin', heavy problems
Genocide resynthesize to violence, makes it hard to sympathize
Harden, individuals whose feelings is miniscule
Soon become criminals if you dark-skinned
And you was raised in a project apartment
Public Aid made it that your father couldn't stay
He had to part then, left with only a mother
The family structure suffers
He will soon cling to hustlers, as his guardians
He still a boy, needs to fill a void, marchin'
Up the block up to no good, sellin' in the wrong hood
He was taken down by a marksmen
At his wake, 8th Grade Graduation picture
Last words: Don't let the habitation get ya
Pardoned, Lord have mercy on the fallen
Amen, feel like I'm hardened
Got the harbinger for the coming of the carpenter
Til then, I got some big fish to fry like Marlins
Part niggas, steady mobbin'

[Chorus:]
I've got some questions to ask, and I'm waitin' on some answers
Like, Why do the good die young? Why ain't there no cure for cancer?
Won't let the streets dicatate my glory
Cuz it's something out there for me
But I'ma flee my territory
So I won't end up, just a ghetto story
Just a ghetto story, just a ghetto story
Just a ghetto story, just a ghetto story

And I try to see past it
Through the down-roll window on the driver side of my Caprice Classic
Steady mobbin', corner store traffic
I.e. dope fiends, hookers and teens with alcohol IVs
I see, plastic, cups is a nickel, 50 cent for Dutch Masters
My big brother's Pelle Pel' lingers of a fargone weed smoke
Lookin' for greener pastures, pasturized 2% for $2.19
You can get 2 quarts, there's also a sale on Newports
A seperate line for Lotto, bumpy face, add a model
Huggin' a bottle, salt and sour Jays, and blueberry Hugs
Shorties consider a meal, been my feel for it
Sweatin' for a pair of Air Jordans they would steal for
And a gold chain 4 fiends would knife, wild and kill yours
There's nothing too promising on our billboards
Drink Tanqueray, eat KFC, come abort your child
Buy Nikes, which makes it highly unlikely that we gon' fight, G
Steady mobbin'

[Chorus:]
I've got some questions to ask, and I'm waitin' on some answers
Like, Why do the good die young? Why ain't there no cure for cancer?
Won't let the streets dicatate my glory
Cuz it's something out there for me
But I'ma flee my territory
So I won't end up, just a ghetto story
Just a ghetto story, just a ghetto story
Just a ghetto story, just a ghetto story

And I'm still on
As I stroll down the same street so many like me once before, were killed on
Steady mobbin', thinkin' bout the Black Panthers
And the babies that were born in the late '80s
That now have babies that lack Pampers
No Kwaanzas and they lack Santas
And the father who thinks shoe-shopping is the answer
Skipped out on parenthood classes so she don't know how to handle her
And never learned from her grandmother
One day got hot, couldn't take it, dropped her in a vacant lot
Album of Life, now condensed into a sampler
See the shapes these little girls is gettin'?
Somethin' say the steroids in the chicken is the cause of the thickening in the young women
Livid, see some shorties playin' Cops & Robbers, livin'
Bittersweet thoughts is what I had for them
I can picture colder feelin' Police chasin' after them
Catchin' up to, friskin' and askin' them
Where the packs at? Who yo' cheif is? Where the straps at?
Am I thinking too hard? Or perhaps that's reality
In a project mentality, but through it all
I hope we learn more than how to be whores and how to move a ball
Steady mobbin'

[Chorus:]
I've got some questions to ask, and I'm waitin' on some answers
Like, Why do the good die young? Why ain't there no cure for cancer?
Won't let the streets dicatate my glory
Cuz it's something out there for me
But I'ma flee my territory
So I won't end up, just a ghetto story
Just a ghetto story, just a ghetto story
Just a ghetto story, just a ghetto story

Fuck The Creationists MC Hawking В избранное

Ah yeah, here we go again
Damn, this is some funky shit that I be laying down on your ass
This one goes out to all my homies working in the field of evolutionary science
Check it

Fuck the damn creationists, those bunch of dumb-ass bitches
Every time I think of them my trigger finger itches
They want to have their bullshit taught in public class
Stephen Jay Gould should put his foot right up their ass
Noah and his ark, Adam and his Eve
Straight up fairy stories even children don't believe
I'm not saying there's no god, that's not for me to say
All I'm saying is the Earth was not made in a day

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck the creationists
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck the creationists

Break it down
Ah damn, this is a funky jam
I'm about ready to kick this bitch back in
Check it

Fuck the damn creationists, I say it with authority
Because kicking their punk asses be me paramount priority
Them wack-ass bitches say, "evolution's just a theory"
They best step off, them brainless fools, I'll give them cause to fear me
The cosmos is expanding every second, every day
But their minds are shrinking as they close their eyes and pray
They call their bullshit "science" like the word could give them cred
If them bitches be scientists then cap me in the head

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck the creationists
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck the creationists

Bass
Bring that shit in
Ah yeah, that's right, fuck them all motherfuckers
Fucking punk ass creationists trying to set scientific thought back 400 years
Fuck that
If them superstitious motherfuckers want to have that kind of party I'm going to put my dick in the mashed potatoes
Fucking creationists
Fuck them

Mandown Meo В избранное

I Got The Feeling My Babys Playing Me
Things She Wanna Go
Things She Wanna Leave
I Try And Reach Her,
But She Aint Paging Me
She Aint Calling Me Back
Cus She Dun Wanna Be With Me
Damn...

Phone Call, Phone Call

Who Could It Be?
Its My Nigguh (My Nigguh)
Tellin Me That My Girl Is With Another Man
Kissing, Foolin Around,
I Dont Wanna Stand
So I Try And Call
No Response
Answering Machine All Day Long
Its Like That
Thats Your Back
Thats Why The Story Ends
Girl, If I Catch You With Him,
It Be A Problem,
Imma Ak47 Revolver

[Chorus:]
I Call It Mandown,
If I Catch You With Him
Imma Put His Hands Down
You Got The Wrong Man
You Dun Want No Problems
Cus Im The Type Of Guy
Whos Gon Resolve Them
I Call It Man Down
[X2]

This Is Some Crazy Shit,
This Song Is Dedicated
To All The People Who Can Play
This Song Is For People Who Have
Real Love Like Mary Jay
But Your Partner Gave It Up,
Yeah Gave It All Away,
Now You All Afraid To Love,
Waiting On A Bad Day,
Dont Have A Twisted Mind
Me And My Girl Is Still Good
I'll Give Her Anythang
Like A Real Man Should
But If You Playin Me,
Imma Have To Lay It Out
Before The Other Guy,
Its Gon Be Mandown

[Chorus]

[Jibberish]
Oh Weak, Go !
Get This:
We Okay We Come And Go
We Okay We Come And Go
We So Incredible
Oh Weak, Go !
Get This:
We Okay, We Come And Go
This Is How We Gon Do
Put My Shit, Chop This Crew,
Oh Weak, Go !
Get This:
We Okay We Come And Go
We Okay We Come And Go
We So Incredible..
Oh Weak, Go !
Get This:
We Okay We Come And Go
This's How We Gon Do
Put My Shit, Chop This Crew

[Chorus]

Trapped In The Cupboard Mad Tv В избранное

Chapter 1

It's early in the morning.
I'm just waking up.
I got a rumble in my belly
I am R. Kelly.
A voice calls out hey baby
My woman comes in the scene.
I think oh damn girl I wish you were 13.
She says here's your eggs and bacon for your waking.
She says I love you baby, last night I wasn't faking.
I say here listen up I got to keep it real
This food sure looks good but bitch I want some cereal.
So I put on my clothes; I can't believe these hoes
In to the kitchen I goes bitch I need my cheerios.
Now I'm so damn mad I can hardly sing.
I says what she says what I says what she says I didn't say anything
I say you just wait here I will get it my own damn self.
The box is right where I left it it's on the middle shelf.
She asks what about your cinnamon bun.
That's when I pulled out my gun.
Something's going on in here, I going to get to the bottom of this one.
So I go to the cupboard. She says don't go to the cupboard.
I say what what's in the cupboard.
Who said anything about the cupboard?
You standing right in front of the cupboard.
Oh is this the cupboard.
Girl you know that's the cupboard
So that's when I opened the cupboard and my box was empty empty empty.

Chapter 34
Well here I am at the grocery store. Got my cheerios and some milk to pour.
I usually get 2% but now I'm trying soy I need my proteins I am a growing boy.
A woman in front got all these coupons.
I said bitch do you really need 5 cent off that grey pu pon.
The cashier says aren't you ….I say yes keep it down….he says mc hammer
I say I'll bust you in your fucking mouth.
He says please chill out man I got to do a price check man
He says mister hammer you'll understand.
I say the 2 for 1 what's wrong with this place.
Should we handle this the Christian way; I'll shoot you in your fucking face.
Then he looked at me then he screams security.
I say oh brother please. Cereal is all I need.
See I went to my cupboard. He said don't start with the cupboard.
I say you should've seen my cupboard.
He says I don't have time for all that I am a grocery store clerk not your therapists.
So I called up my lady. Said I'm coming home Baby.
She said do you miss me. Then I heard the rice crispys crispys.

Chapter 189

So I'm driving home. I just can't understand she didn't buy my cheerios she bought her own brand.
I'm about to go O Jay.
Yall know what I mean.
I race home I a prop car in front of a green screen,
I bust in the house, she says I know what you're thinking.
That's not crackle pop you heard it was just pop rocks and coke I'm drinking.
Coke. That's all I could say was hoe. Then tell me hoe what the fuck this rice crispy
Crunch doing in this bowl
I say that's it, I'm a end this video,
And then the door is bust down and in bust the po po.
I say hey officer what's the problem with you people
He cited threes times today I pulled my gun out on innocent people.
And then I made a dash for the cupboard, tried to hide in the cupboard
They grabbed me off the cupboard.
I said look I you can't take me away because I still have six more videos to make to complete my urban opera.
So here we are now at the end of the story
And I'm going to jail
This time not for statutory…tory…tory.

Zulu Nation Throwdown Afrika Bambaataa В избранное

Say what's the name of this Nation?
Zulus
Zulus
And who's gonna get on down?
The Cosmic Force
The Cosmic Force

Chitty-chitty-bang-bang, we are your main thing
You listen to the song that she is gonna sing-sing
We party all night to the people's delight
Cause everybody knows that we rock out of sight
Say we are the best in the creation
We go by the name of the Mighty Zulu Nation
We're the Mighty Zulus, we're one of a crew
We're comin by, we're comin through
We're worldwide and we're citywide
Cause we shock the house, we shock it right
We'll say a little somethin to let you know
That my mellow Smitty D is on the echo
We do a routine and put on a show
And we dedicate it to the people we know
We're one of a kind, we're easin the mind
The Zulu Nation say time after time

To the party people out there, we want y'all just to know
That we are the four MC's and we are the star of the show
Aha, at every Zulu Throwdown, say this is what you see
And hear the voice (I'm Chubby Chub) (Ice-Ice) (Little Ikey C) (Lisa Lee)
We rock in the sunlight or any kind of weather
Cause we are the Force (everybody) that has our act together
We wanna party (party) dance (dance) and boogie all damn night
Do-do-do-do, do, do, do-do-do-do
We got to amaze all you people that we're one hell of a sight
Do-do-do-do, do, do, do-do-do-do
Say standin up here are the four MC's that's devine
Do-do-do-do, do, do, do-do-do-do
While the people at the door are just standin in one big line
Do-do-do-do, do, do, do-do-do-do
Now some of our voices are high, some are low
Do-do-do-do, do, do, do-do-do-do
But it don't make no difference, we can still all yell "ho!"
Do-do-do-do, do, do, do-do-do-do
Well, the song is almost over, and emceein is an art
Do-do-do-do, do, do, do-do-do-do
Because when the party's jumpin, that's when the four will start
Do-do-do-do, do, do, do-do-do-do

Roll call, I want to get down
Say roll call, we want to get down
Say roll call, we want to get down
We are the four MC's, don't need no help
So (check out the way)
So (check out the way)
So check out the way we introduce ourselves

She's...
Lisa Lee, and from the top of the key
You know I'm guaranteed to be the queen of MC's
He's...
MC Chubby Chub from the heavens above
No, I ain't never met a girl that I couldn'd shook up
And he's...
MC Ice-Ice, the shocker-rocker on the mic
And doin it on, doin it high power, doin it right
And he's...
Little Ikey C, and I'm the melody
Now all you young ladies get sexy
Do it

This is a story from the yesteryear
Said before it was the wack, but now the ladies cheer
Until we climb the ladder say one by one
And while we did it, we spreaded some fun
Say we change the tempo so you can clap your hands
And then we add a little ( ? ) so y'all can dance
And you like our style, which is just our voice
So young ladies, come and pick your choice
Chubby Chub
Ice-Ice
I'm Little Ikey C
We are the three MC's
Lisa Lee
You're the queen
Go girl
Just get on the mic and do your own thing

[Lisa Lee]
So put your hands in the air and listen to me
Cause you listen to the voice of MC Lisa Lee
Don't play no games, don't bite no style
When you came through the door we gave you a smile
We want you to get loose, get ready to rock
We're gonna paralyze your mind and put you in shock
We're gonna make you wanna yell, scream and shout
We're gonna let you know without a doubt
Exactly what we be about
Rockin to the sounds that make you dance
Make the ants crawl in your pants
Put you in a music trance
Listen to the beat and let yourself go
Cause everybody knows this is nothin but a disco
Rock, shock the sure shot
This ain't a Broadway play or a high school plot
It's the real deal that makes you feel
Like, like you got sex appeal
Now party people in the place you feel the bass
Can you check out the highs, check out the grace
So wallflowers in the house, this is your chance
To show everybody that you can dance
Punk rock to the left, and Patty Duke to the right
Move your body now, you can do it all night
These are the devastating words that you never heard before
I'm Lisa Lee, hah, I got rhymes galore
So young ladies out there, he's from the heavens above

[Chubby Chub]
That's right, never met a girl that I couldn't shook up
So won't you clap your hands and have some fun
It's the super dynamite (huh) MC Chubby Chub
You don't stop (hah) you don't stop (haha)
Get it all together, girl, because we're startin to rock
And to all the young ladies, yes his name is Chub
Say I didn't come here to ask for your love
Cause I'm a cool, cool kid with a healthy mind
And I figure that ( ? ) will always take time
I'm lookin for a girl that I can call mine
When she walk down the street, the sun will shine
And to all the young ladies, I'm talkin 'bout me
Cause I'm lookin for a girl that's so unique
I'm not lookin for a girl that drives a car
To me she'll always be my superstar
Cause I'm lookin for a girl with a beautiful smile
And a young lady that's worth my while
Young ladies out there, don't you get uptight

[Ice-Ice]
Cause it's me, baby doll, MC Ice-Ice
Just like a bike got wheels, sweet lemon peel
Now the MC's, they know the deal
That we always rock and we can't be stopped
Wherever we rock and hit the latest spot
I said the other MC's are standin tall
But the taller they are, the harder they fall
Cause we the, the Funkadelic on the microphone
Because we are the MC's that's all alone
And when we get on the mic it's back to back
I said that we're the crew that leads the pack
And we'll teach ya lessons that you'll never forget
Because we are the MC's that ( ? )
We're on to the crack of dawn
We're on to the crack of dawn
And young ladies, he's from the top

[Little Ikey C]
(He's) Little Ikey C and I'm the master rock
Ya don't stop, ya don't stop
Told you 'bout the ding-da-da-ding-da-ding-dingy-ding
That thing that you call that body rock
Now let me tell you somethin that caught my eye
It was a real jazzy lady, she was so fly
She had long hair and clothes so fine
I said, "I'ma keep rappin until you're mine"
I said, "I'ma rap for just about a hour"
Cause I knew the young lady was surely high power
And the way she moved was like a graceful swan
And we can make love to the break of dawn
And the way she move is like a graceful dove
Say could it be I'm fallin in love
"Will you be mine" is what I say
Why don't you chill out, just gimme the play
Ya don't stop
Ya don't stop

Say what's the name of this Nation?
Zulus
Zulus
And who's gonna get on down?
Bambaataa
Bambaataa

Say what's the name of this Nation?
Zulus
Zulus
And who's gonna get on down?
Jazzy Jay
Jazzy Jay

Say what's the name of this Nation?
Zulus
Zulus
And who's gonna get on down?
Bambaataa
Bambaataa

Say what's the name of this Nation?
Zulus
Zulus
And who's gonna get on down?
Jazzy Jay
Jazzy Ja

Pray Jay-Z feat. Beyonce В избранное

feat. Beyonce [Beyonce talking] Delivery me from my enemies oh god Defend me from those that rise up against me Deliver me from the work of inequities the savior from the blood of me [Jay-Z - Verse one] look, mind state of a gangster from the 40's meet the vicious mind of Motown's Berry Gordy turn crack rocks into a chain of 40/40's sorry my jewelery so gordy slid into the party with my new pair of Maury's America meet the gangsta Shawn Corey hey young world wanna hear a story? close your eyes and you could pretend your me a cut from the cloth of the Kennedy's Frank Sinatra having dinner with the Genovese this is the genesis of a nemesis mother America's not witnessing the Harlem renaissance birthed black businesses this is the tale of lost innocences as the incents burn and the turn tables turn and that Al Greens plays i see my mother's afro as momma taps her toes as she rolls her jays and my poppa just left the house, in search of the killer of my Uncle Ray and she's trying to calm my nerves, as i observe this is just one day and what tomorrow has in store we could never be sure so all we can do is Pray [Beyonce Talking] Because of your strength while i walked upon the for god is my defense [Jay-Z] as i head towards my home room I observe the rooms though needles on the ground I hear a car go vrooom drug dealer in the BM with the top down as the girls start to giggle I ask why you laugh they say "you too little" one day you'll understand when you become a man 'bout things you have to get you fast forward freeze frame on my pistol fist full of dollars ignorance is so blissful I didn't choose this life this life chose me around here is the shit that you just do I just left school, the same BM is pulled over by the boys dressed blue they had they guns drawn screaming just move unless there something else you suggest we can do he made his way to the trunk, opened it like a huh a treasure chest was removed cops said he'll be back next month what we call corrupt he called paying dues now when the rules is blurred as they hears a what am I to do but pray, pray the lord forgive me pray guys goodbye for what I'm about go through Pray [Beyonce Talking] Delivery me in thy righteousness it cause me to escape and climb thy air until i am Save me lord [Jay-Z] anyway there's oppression the drug profession flourishes like beverages refreshing sweet taste of sin everything I've seen made me everything I am bad drug dealer or I victim I beg what came first moving chickens or the egg this is why I be so fresh I'm trying to beat life because I can't cheat death the truth is the shamelessness ain't stainless is that aim this is you know who's game this is move coke like Pepsi it don't matter what the brand name is I stand behind mine everything I do I'm a man behind mine I'm not a angel I'm sure but every night before I lay I drop my knees to the floor and I pray [Beyonce Talking] The name shall endure forever The name shall continue as long as the sun will Men shall be blessed in him All nations shall call him blessed In your name I pray For you blessings

The Streets R. Kelly В избранное

Dear God.. how can I explain myself?
[J] Oh God bless me indeed
When I'm so confused
[J] Enlarge my territory
[J] Place your love and protection over me at all times
Help me!
[J] Keep me away from evil
Somebody answer me! [echoes]
[J] Allow me not to cause pain

[Jay-Z]
Police in the background, screamin put the thing down
That's how hard I was trying to put my thing down
Si-rens ringin out, old ladies screamin out
All this attention for me and I'm barely sixteen now
.. it's feelin like a dream now
Handcuffed, roughed up, I'm tossed in the bing now
I'm lyin next to fiends now, that's the end of the story
Let me bring y'all niggaz back to the very first scene now
December 4th, a child is born
Before I knew it, had my pops trousers on
That's how we do it when the man of the house is gone
You either, stand or fall, I chose to stand
The hawk outside, so I blow my hand
It's a cold cold world but I overstand
Tryin to stay focused but I feel hopeless damn
Can't cope with bein broke, I'm a man - c'mon

[Chorus: R. Kelly]
Son don't let these streets, get the best of you
I will be right by your side, when you goin through
Son just don't let it (just don't let it)
Just don't let it (just don't let it)
Just don't let it (just don't let it)
.. get the best of you

[R. Kelly]
Late one night I was, rollin the streets
Just, thinkin about what's goin on with me and
Trapped in this thug life, tryin to break free but
This thug life just keeps callin me
I'm livin life way too dangerously
I'm drownin in my misery
Looked in the mirror, there's my enemy
Cause poppa never was a part of me
Take one step at a time, mama said
Sweet memories still remain in my head
All of my life been lied to, misled
Voices be like, "Don't you wish you was dead?"
No ground to place my feet
I feel the fire under me
A way out is all I need
Somebody, answer me!

[Chorus + ad libs]

[Jay-Z]
Now the only thing left is more spirit to roam free
.. cause ain't no goin home for me
It's a cold cold world but I blew my hand
A true first cause I knew that man
I knew what he would do if I didn't draw first
And I couldn't stand the thought of my momma steppin foot inside a church
All I try to do is try to get up out the dirt
Guess he's tryin to do the same, told me get up out his turf
I wanted to talk to him, but that shit'd never work
We was cut from the same cloth and what was under his shirt was his
Momma's rent, his young brother's clothes
My nephew's food, and with that I suppose
.. and with that I froze
Now my life is frozen in time behind these iron folds
And this story is told, for young soldiers
Who never choose the life we chose

[Chorus + (ad libs)]

[R. Kelly]
Tears in my eyes as I look up, I'm tryin to
Hold back my pride but reality is screamin
Gotta get a job cause mo-mma also screamin
Streets are just like drugs, and it's like I'm out here fiendin
Forget all the hits in the industry, cause
Ain't no exceptions in this game for me, look
Neither God or my enemies, I
Choose God cause he understands, this
Young man with a thuggish heart
Whole world in his hands but still torn apart
Like I'm so close, but it's still so far
Nightmares of me in a swervin car, ohhh
No ground to place my feet (my feet)
I feel the fire under me (heyyy)
A way out is all I need (all I need)
Somebody, answer me!

[Chorus + ad libs]

Play The Game The Game В избранное

You niggaz is soldiers man, fuckin toy soldiers Yeah get in line cadet; atten-HUT! Yayo you punk-ass bitch I know you can't wait to get off house arrest nigga So you can run the fuck outta New York, you faggot [Chorus] Niggaz love to play The Game, with 50 Cent, 50 Cent, 50 Cent Why you tryin to play The Game, with 50 Cent, 50 Cent, 50 Cent Can't play The Game with only 50 Cent, 50 Cent, 50 Cent So why you tryin to play The Game with only 50 Cent Come back when you got a couple dollars, holla [Verse One] You gon' need more than 50 Cent to play this Game Nigga hatin on me cause I'm doin my own thang I'm ain't Lloyd Banks bitch I don't share your brain I was in the fast lane before the G-Unit chain You was hatin on Ja cause him and Irv went pop Now yo' ass run around singin the "Candy Shop" After "Westside Story," I took your fans I seen it for myself, that bitch Olivia's a man I got word from the wise, nigga you dead wrong Stole the real 50's name and wouldn't pay for his headstone Nigga got mad when "How We Do" start climbin Actin like a bitch cause he "Got Rich and Stopped Tryin'" Got niggaz locked up, you a snitch in Queens Told 'em Touch shot 'Pac then rated out Supreme But on the rizzeal, I'm talkin about you and me Toe to toe, five-oh-C-E-N-T, faggot Banks is a bitch, 50 is a bitch Yayo is a bitch, Buck is a bitch Olivia's a bitch (Jersey Devil exclusive) no Olivia's a man, ha ha, God damn [Verse Two] You reported more names than the evening news I guess now Reebok makin cement shoes Yayo the only real motherfucker from the street You swingin on me like you want five heartbeats Okay 1, 2, 3 4 flatline If you say you wrote my shit one mo' time You ain't a hood nigga you "Got Rich and Stopped Tryin'" Jimmy scared Chris Lighty and Jay stop lyin You a snitch, what'chu know about movin in silence Even N.Y.P.D. can't deny it The life of your story is fuckin Vivica But your baby momma left you cause you couldn't get it up, bitch Yayo went to jail, Banks sold a mill' Then Buck sold a mill' then 50 gave a deal to a bitch named Olivia who titties ain't real Now they all hidin behind the police shield [Chorus] [Outro] G-G-G-G-G-you niggaz ain't shit, bitch-ass niggaz I told you this shit was real nigga This is Fat Rat nigga, motherfucker All you get up on there and sing a few hooks Nigga and you wanna claim a nigga fame, nigga You was Ashanti, you bitch-ass nigga, fuck is you talkin 'bout? You wrote somethin nigga, the real is the real nigga Black Wallstreet nigga, THE Black Wallstreet nigga Gon' tell yo' bitch-ass nigga I ain't gon' get up on this mic and play them games nigga I told my nigga let me get that last 16 nigga I'm rappin right now nigga, but I'm spittin the real nigga You know who I'm talkin to nigga 50! Nigga, bitch-ass nigga BLACK WALLSTREET NIGGA Brazil and Wimelton, what block you on nigga? We'll be there! What block you on? Scary-ass nigga, fuck this shit man Niggaz woke me up with that bullshit nigga

Tonz of Fun Presence В избранное

[Intro] How shallow can a man be I borrowed this story from a friend now an enemy 'cause no friend of mine would ever cross the line and disrespect a lady of any kind [Verse 1] [sing] Stranger in my bed can't recall last night that's why I'm sleepin' with Carney Wilson's head oh god got to wash my nuts I've done it once again [Chorus] [rap] Go Go get dressed get outta my bed now find your way home Go [Verse 2] [sing] Lucky to have survived she was more than twice my size big is beautiful but I'm just a small guy and I could break under the weight of her thighs maybe now I should quit my drinkin' what was I thinkin' oh god I've done it once again [Chorus] [Bridge] [rap] I had the beer goggles strapped on passed out face down naked on the lawn awakened by the vibration of the earth shaking the type of girl that literally brings home the bacon in my state of mind I was hers for the taking it seems she was interested in some lovemaking "do you know Jay Slim, I heard he was hung" it was then that I knew we were in for wang chung she grabbed my car keys my ID we dipped in between sips of Schlitz she kept lickin' her lips I couldn't tell if that meant she wanted my dick or to drive-thru KFC for another drumstick [sing] I feel so ashamed no one to blame but myself I've done it once again [Chorus] [Outro] How shallow can a man be he must be too blind to see that he's bleeding insecurities and she cries?

December 4th Danger Mouse В избранное

[Jay-Z Verse 1]
They say "they never really miss you til you dead or you gone"
So on that note i'm leaving after the song
So you ain't gotta feel no way about Jay so long
Atleast let me tell you why i'm this way, Hold on
I was conceived by Gloria Carter and Adaness Revees
Who made love under the Siccamore tree
Which makes me
A more sicker emcee my momma would claim
At 10 pounds when i was born i didn't give her no pain
Although through the years i gave her her fair share
I gave her her first real scare
I made it from birth and i got here
She knows my purpose wasn't purpose
I ain't perfect i care
But i feel worthless cause my shirts wasn't matchin my gear
Now i'm just scratchin the surface cause what's burried under there
Was a kid torn apart once his pop disappeared
I went to school got good grades could behave when i wanted
But i had demons deep inside that would raise when confronted
Hold on

[Jay-Z's Mom:]
Shawn was a very shy child growing up
He was into sports
And a funny story is
At 4 he taught hisself how to ride a bike
A two wheeler at that
Isn't that special?
But, i noticed a chance in him when me and my husband broke up

[Jay-Z Verse 2]
Now all the teachers couldn't reach me
And my momma couldn't beat me
Hard enough to match the pain of my pops not seeing me, SO
With that distain in my membrain
Got on my pimp game
Fuck the world my defense came
Then Dahaven introuced me to the game
Spanish Jose introduced me to cane
I'm a hustler now
My gear is in and i'm in the in crowd
And all the wavey light skinned girls is lovin me now
My self esteem went through the roof man i got my swag
Got a volvo from this girl when her man got bagged
Plus i hit my momma with cash from a show that i had
Supposedly knowin nobody paid Jaz wack ass
I'm geting ahead of myself, by the way, i could rap
That came second to me movin this crack
Gimme a second i swear
I will say about my rap career
Til 96 came niggas i'm here
Good-bye

[Jay-Z's Mom:]
Shawn use to be in the kitchen
Beating on the table and rapping
And um, until the wee hours of the morning
And then i bought him a boom box
And his sisters and brothers said he would drive them nuts
But that was my way to keep him close to me and out of trouble

[Jay-Z Verse 3]
Good-bye to the game all the spoils, the adreneline rush
Your blood boils you in a spot knowing cops could rush
And you in a drop your so easy to touch
No two days are alike
Except the first and fifteenth pretty much
And "trust" is a word you seldom hear from us
Hustlers we don't sleep we rest one eye up
And the drought to find a man when the well dries up
You learn to work the water without workin thirst til die YUP
And niggas get tied up for product
And little brothers ring fingers get cut up
To show mothers they really got em
And this was the stress i live with til i decided
To try this rap shit for a livin
I Pray i'm forgiven
For every bad decision i made
Every sister i played
Cause i'm still paranoid to this day
And it's nobody fault i made the decisions i made
This is the life i chose or rather the life that chose me

If you can't respect that your whole perspective is wack
Maybe you'll love me when i fade to black

If you can't respect that your whole perspective is wack
Maybe you'll love me when i fade to black
[repeat 2 more times to fade]

New York Jay-Z Ft Alica Keys В избранное

Yeah Yeah i'm out that Brooklyn. Now i'm down in Tribeca. Right next to De Niro 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 (hey yo) Right there off of Broadway Brought me back to that McDonalds Took it to my stash spot 560 State Street Catch me in the kitchen Like simmons whipping pastry Cruising down 8th Street Off-white Lexus Driving so slow (but bk, it's from Texas!!) Me I'm out that Bedstuy Home of that boy biggie Now I live on billboard And I brought my boys with me Say what up to ta-ta Still sipping mai tais Sitting courtside Knicks and Nets give me high-5 N**ga, I be spiked out I could trip a referee ...tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from... [Chorus:] New York!!!! Concrete jungle where dreams are made of, There's nothing you can’t do, Now you're in New York!!! These streets will make you feel brand new, The lights will inspire you, Let's hear 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 ain't a crip tho, But i got a gang of n-ggas walking with my clique though, Welcome to the melting pot, Corners where we selling rocks, Afrika Bambaataa sh-t, Home of the hip hop, Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back, For foreigners it ain't fitted act like they forgot how to act, 8 million stories out there and they're naked, City it's a pity half of y’all won’t make it, Me i gotta plug a special and i got it made, If Jeezy's 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 that's… [Chorus:] In New York!!!! Concrete jungle where dreams are made of, There's nothing you can’t do, Now you're in New York!!! These streets will make you feel brand new, The lights will inspire you, Let's hear 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 sip the lite casually, then gradually become worse, Don’t bite the apple Eve, Caught up in the in crowd, Now you're 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 city's 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:] New York!!!! Concrete jungle where dreams are made of, There's nothing you can’t do, Now you're in New York!!! These streets will make you feel brand new, The lights will inspire you, Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York [Bridge:] 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:] New York!!!! Concrete jungle where dreams are made of, There's nothing you can’t do, Now you're in New York!!!

Life Big Ed В избранное

[master p]
You know what?
This ghetto got me so crazy
My life, it almost feel like I'm a phone call or ring away from death
Ain't this f**ked up
Big ed, tell a story of the streets

[big ed]
My nigga jay got his ass snatched, why wasnt he strapped
Kidnapped by four niggas dressed in black
Ahh dats it, they called his momma
Told her, no joke, we got your son, she updated me on da drama
Her voice trembled, she was hysterical
The bounty was a hundred g's
For her to ante up, it would take a miracle
Shes very spiritual
She got on her knees and prayed to God that I would help her yo
We'll get em back, I do anything to help my dawg
Try to relax, I hit you back, let me make some calls
For situations like this,
I keep a safe full of money with 100 round clips
I told my lady, get the cash and the mags
No questions asked we filled it up in a duffle bag
I through in my camoflauge fatiques
My a-r, a hand grenade, and an ounce of weed
Head out the front, put the bag in the truck right next to the m-1
And the pistol grip pump
Hit ma dawgs on the celly mercenary group of killers
We're methodical niggas with infered triggers
Put the lexus in reverse, and let's roll double 0
Limo tint big body black four do'
Meet v-90 at the diner with burt bought my bad ass hoe china
Who smoke this dope out her vagina
Chocolate, jet black hair , slanted eyes you shoulda seen her
Bad ass body look, flexible like a ballarina
Seated at a booth, three niggas with broad and bullet proofs
Met for combat, made more calls, met up the troop
I told em jay got snatched
The dowen boys got connects on silencers for gats


Bring me four, meet me by jay mom's crib
I'll be there in ten, it's time to get it how we live
When I got there she said that the jackers know about me
That I got cheese with the miller boys at the calliope
Now they want two fifty, it's cool though
It's time to act a fool though, heard a knock at the front door
Reach up my shirt and put the gat to the peep hole
(who is it? ) it's my nigga boz, open up the door
And red nigga, these niggas down to kill nigga
But hold up, the plot gets thicker
He said, jay's a trick ass nigga, nobody snatched the nigga
He's plottin on me, tryin to get richer
He's hiding at the motel six, room two twenty
How many hoes in this world, man nigga plenty
Boz got this hoe named wendy, stripper slash dancer
Red met her at chocolate sixty in atlanta
She got a twin sister candy, boz hooked candy to jay
Jay fell in love with the hoe and got a baby on the way
But he's broke and busted, down and out disgusted
Scheming on me, him and candy discussed it
Candy told wendy, and wendy told red
Red told me my nigga jay wants me dead
Not my nigga, but I gotta investigate
We drove to the motel six, seen his car, checked the liscense plate
(yeah that's him) see what happens when you try to pack fair
Peeped in the window, seen jay gettin rolled in the chair
That's that hoe candy, workin it backwards
Lookin at her titties got my dick hard like she's a private dancer
Kicked the door down, his pants down, my gat in his face
Pushed the hoe off the nigga and shot his dick off his waist
And that naked hoe candy pussy is wide open
Jay can't believe she betrayed him, his eyes is wide open
Jay tell me why nigga, before you die nigga
I would have gave you some money, didn't have to lie nigga
But I can't kill ya cause a nigga love you too much
So v-90 shoot him in his head and throw him in his own trunk
Watch your click (watch your click)
Cause niggas switch when you get rich
That tek and ski mask cause life's a bitch

Stay Together Ludacris В избранное

[Chorus: x2]
Everybody's breakin' breakin' down
Let's stay together (together [x2])
Let's stay together

Yeah!
Tell Y'all a lil' story right quick
LUDA!

[Verse 1:]
First the fat boyz break up
Now everyday I wake up
Somebody done call it quits
S*** I thought Bobby and Witney stay together forever if they made it that long
I guess the drugs weren't that strong
And now it's Russel and Carmora even Jordan and wanita
And to top it off Brad left Jen for angelina
What the hell is going on in this World?
This just can't be!
If Will and Jada can do it than why can't we?
Hillary is still with Bill Clinton,
How did they do it
He got his dick sucked and the whole damn world knew it!
Now Paul McCartney losing half of his life
All because he got divorced from his wife
Somebody said it's cheapa to keep her
But not in K-Fed's case (no!)
'cause Britney even had to pay for K-Fed's case (Cha-Ching!)
Nick and Jessica, Trina and Wayne
And if you broke up with your girl
I know you feelin da pain because?

[Chorus:]
Everybody's breakin' breakin' down
Let's stay together (together [x2])
United we Stand, divided we fall
Let's stay together
United we Stand, divided we fall
Common!
Everybody's breakin' breakin' down
Let's stay together (together [x2])
United we Stand, divided we fall
Let's stay together
United we Stand, divided we fall

[Verse 2:]
First it was Shaq and kobe
Then Iverson and Philly
T-o and Mcnab
Even Game and Fifty
I guess sometimes you gotta let the pass be the pass (pass)
But I give a hundred dollars to see Jay with Dame Dash
Bg with Lil' Wayne
Juvenile and Turk
Mannie Fresh with Baby
How can we make it work?
Crunchy with 3-6
Dimond with crime mob
Lauren hill with the Fugees
Remmy with Terror Squad
Lil' Kill 'em back with C's
Snoop with Mo-Dray
Dray With Mo-Big Boys
CD's with Mo-Plays
Drives with no press
Salt with no pepper
Even the Eagles broke up and got the F*** back together
Selling millions of copies
And getting mad cash
And Rass B Six Criss Stope was getting mad A**
I don't even understand it
What the hell went wrong?
Maybe folks will wise up and take heed to this song because

[Chorus:]
Everybody's breakin' breakin' down
Let's stay together (together [x2])
United we Stand, divided we fall
Let's stay together
United we Stand, divided we fall
Common!
Everybody's breakin' breakin' down
Let's stay together (together [x2])
United we Stand, divided we fall
Let's stay together
United we Stand, divided we fall (I can't take it, Oh!)

[Verse 3:]
The first blue time broke up
Now Oldie B is gone
Now I'm hearing Cane Ron don't talk to Jim Jones
Who saw that S*** coming
Certainly not me
On a dog pound break up
Who could it mo- be
This time I'm a jump S*** from DTP
If Chingy left than came back
Than damn it, why can't she?
We gotta think us of all for one
And one for all
HIP HOP
United we stand divided we Fall
So why is?

[Chorus:]
Everybody's breakin' breakin' down
Let's stay together (together [x2])
United we Stand, divided we fall
Let's stay together
United we Stand, divided we fall
Common!
Everybody's breakin' breakin' down
Let's stay together (together [x2])
United we Stand, divided we fall
Let's stay together
United we Stand, divided we fall
Common!
Everybody's breakin' breakin' down
Let's stay together (together [x2])
United we Stand, divided we fall
Let's stay together
United we Stand, divided we fall [faded Ending]

Prayer DMX В избранное

I come to you hungry and tired, you give me food and let me sleep
I come to you weak, you give me strength, and that's deep
You call me a sheep, and lead me to green pastures
Only asking that I keep the focus, in between the chapters
You give me the word, and only ask that I interpret
And give me the eyes, that I may recognize the serpent
You know I ain't perfect, but you'd like me to try
Unlike the devil who just, wants me to lie, till i die
Lord why is it that, I go through so much pain?
All I saw was black, all I felt was rain.
I come to you because it's, you who knows
You showed me that everything was black, because my eyes were closed
You gave me the light, and let me bask in your glory
So it was only right, that when you ask for this story
I put it together, to do our dogs some good
Our dogs being, brothers and sisters in the hood
Plenty of times you sent help my way, but I hid
And I remember once you held me close, but I slid
There was something that, I just had to see
That you wanted me to see, so I could be what you wanted me to be
And I think I've seen it, 'cause I don't feel the same
Matter of fact I know I've seen it, I can feel the change
And it's strange, almost got me beating down your door
But I've never known, love like this before
It's a wonderful feeling, to get away from the pain
And up under the ceiling, I get away from the rain
And the strain that I feel when I'm here, is gone
I know real so I wipe away the tears with, a song
And I almost lost faith, when you took my man
Monty, Paso, and Jay's brother Dan
And I fear that what I'm saying, won't be heard until I'm gone
But it's all good, 'cause I'm really didn't expect to live long
So if it takes for me to suffer, for my brother to see the light
Give me pain 'till I die
But please Lord, treat him right

That's My Bitch Kanye West & Jay-Z В избранное

"That's My Bitch" (with Jay-Z 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

That's My Bitch Jay-Z & Kanye West В избранное

"That's My Bitch" (with Jay-Z 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

New York Jay-Z feat. Beyonce В избранное

Yea I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm 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, yea, they love me everywhere I used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicano's right there up on Broadway, pull me back to that McDonald's Took it to my stashbox, 560 State St. catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons with them Pastry's Cruisin' down 8th St., off white Lexus drivin' so slow, but BK is from Texas Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with me Say what's up to Ty-Ty, still sippin' mai tai's sittin' courtside, Knicks & Nets give me high five Nigga I be Spike'd out, I could trip a referee Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from.... [Chorus: Alicia Keys] New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothin' you can't do out of New York These streets will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York [Verse 2: Jay-Z] Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous then a Yankee can You should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip though but I got a gang of niggas walkin' with my clique though Welcome to the melting pot, corners where we sellin' rock Afrika Bambataa shit, home of the hip-hop Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back for foreigners it ain't for, they act like they forgot how to act 8 million stories, out there in it naked City is a pity, half of y'all won't make it Me, I got a plug, Special Ed "I Got It Made" If Jeezy's payin' LeBron, I'm payin' Dwyane Wade Three dice cee-lo, three card molly Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley Statue of Liberty, long live the World Trade Long live the Kingdome, I'm from the Empire St. that's [Chorus:] [Verse 3: Jay-Z] Lights is blinding, girls need blinders so they can step out of bounds quick, the sidelines is lined with casualties, who sip to life casually then gradually become worse, don't bite the apple leaf Caught up in the in-crowd, now you're in style End of the winter gets cold, en vogue, with your skin out City of sin, it's a pity on the wind Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with them Mami took a bus trip, now she got her bust out Everybody ride her, just like a bus route Hail Mary to the city, you're a virgin And Jesus can't save you, life starts when the church end Came here for school, graduated to the high life Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight MDMA got you feelin' like a champion The city never sleeps, better slip you an Ambien [Chorus:] [Bridge: Alicia Keys] One hand in the air for the big city Street lights, big dreams, all lookin' pretty No place in the world that could compare Put your lighters in the air Everybody say "yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah" [Chorus:]

New York Jay-Z feat. Alisia Keys В избранное

Yea I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm 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, yea, they love me everywhere I used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicano's right there up on Broadway, pull me back to that McDonald's Took it to my stashbox, 560 State St. catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons with them Pastry's Cruisin' down 8th St., off white Lexus drivin' so slow, but BK is from Texas Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with me Say what's up to Ty-Ty, still sippin' mai tai's sittin' courtside, Knicks & Nets give me high five Nigga I be Spike'd out, I could trip a referee Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from.... [Chorus: Alicia Keys] New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothin' you can't do out of New York These streets will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York [Verse 2: Jay-Z] Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous then a Yankee can You should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip though but I got a gang of niggas walkin' with my clique though Welcome to the melting pot, corners where we sellin' rock Afrika Bambataa shit, home of the hip-hop Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back for foreigners it ain't for, they act like they forgot how to act 8 million stories, out there in it naked City is a pity, half of y'all won't make it Me, I got a plug, Special Ed "I Got It Made" If Jeezy's payin' LeBron, I'm payin' Dwyane Wade Three dice cee-lo, three card molly Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley Statue of Liberty, long live the World Trade Long live the Kingdome, I'm from the Empire St. that's [Chorus:] [Verse 3: Jay-Z] Lights is blinding, girls need blinders so they can step out of bounds quick, the sidelines is lined with casualties, who sip to life casually then gradually become worse, don't bite the apple leaf Caught up in the in-crowd, now you're in style End of the winter gets cold, en vogue, with your skin out City of sin, it's a pity on the wind Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with them Mami took a bus trip, now she got her bust out Everybody ride her, just like a bus route Hail Mary to the city, you're a virgin And Jesus can't save you, life starts when the church end Came here for school, graduated to the high life Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight MDMA got you feelin' like a champion The city never sleeps, better slip you an Ambien [Chorus:] [Bridge: Alicia Keys] One hand in the air for the big city Street lights, big dreams, all lookin' pretty No place in the world that could compare Put your lighters in the air Everybody say "yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah" [Chorus:]

New York Jay-Z Рё Alicia Keys В избранное

Yea I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm 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, yea, they love me everywhere I used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicano's right there up on Broadway, pull me back to that McDonald's Took it to my stashbox, 560 State St. catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons with them Pastry's Cruisin' down 8th St., off white Lexus drivin' so slow, but BK is from Texas Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with me Say what's up to Ty-Ty, still sippin' mai tai's sittin' courtside, Knicks & Nets give me high five Nigga I be Spike'd out, I could trip a referee Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from.... [Chorus: Alicia Keys] New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothin' you can't do out of New York These streets will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York [Verse 2: Jay-Z] Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous then a Yankee can You should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip though but I got a gang of niggas walkin' with my clique though Welcome to the melting pot, corners where we sellin' rock Afrika Bambataa shit, home of the hip-hop Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back for foreigners it ain't for, they act like they forgot how to act 8 million stories, out there in it naked City is a pity, half of y'all won't make it Me, I got a plug, Special Ed "I Got It Made" If Jeezy's payin' LeBron, I'm payin' Dwyane Wade Three dice cee-lo, three card molly Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley Statue of Liberty, long live the World Trade Long live the Kingdome, I'm from the Empire St. that's [Chorus:] [Verse 3: Jay-Z] Lights is blinding, girls need blinders so they can step out of bounds quick, the sidelines is lined with casualties, who sip to life casually then gradually become worse, don't bite the apple leaf Caught up in the in-crowd, now you're in style End of the winter gets cold, en vogue, with your skin out City of sin, it's a pity on the wind Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with them Mami took a bus trip, now she got her bust out Everybody ride her, just like a bus route Hail Mary to the city, you're a virgin And Jesus can't save you, life starts when the church end Came here for school, graduated to the high life Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight MDMA got you feelin' like a champion The city never sleeps, better slip you an Ambien [Chorus:] [Bridge: Alicia Keys] One hand in the air for the big city Street lights, big dreams, all lookin' pretty No place in the world that could compare Put your lighters in the air Everybody say "yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah" [Chorus:]

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