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Текст песни:

[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′ Pacquaio 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

@ Jay-Z

Текст песни:

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 Phil’s Knight’s,
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.

@ Jay-Z

Текст песни:

I try to pretend that I′m different but in the end we′re all the same (all the same)
I pray to god, father forgive a nigga I′m never gonna change (gonna change)
I try to pretend that I′m different but in the end we′re all the same (all the same)
I pray to god, father forgive a nigga I′m never gonna change (gonna change)

When the singer Rob calls the police on me y′all niggaz ran out and copped the CD
see what I discovered is y′all snitch lovers I might speak, but I don′t fuck with nobody
see What Doug, Jimmy & L.A. don′t know, these youngins crossed the line with Hov, I′m letting it
blow
had the papers writing stories like: "didn′t they know, this what happen when they made that
rapper CEO"
I know, its just a matter of time before the steady hate start to overflow then the leavey breaks
and my conscience go, you escape the rico, why throw everything away over ego?
you paper chasing, they paper hating, billionare Hov you on the pace to make it
fuck that exclamation comma quotations I love drama period

I try to pretend that I′m different but in the end we′re all the same (all the same)
I pray to god, father forgive a nigga I′m never gonna change (gonna change)
I try to pretend that I′m different but in the end we′re all the same (all the same)
I pray to god, father forgive a nigga I′m never gonna change (gonna change)

smelling like Petrone singing dirty rap songs, tip-toeing in the crib like 6 in the morn
every day its the same I said in blueprint that I′d never change its just a part of the game
respect me I′m a thug, I might cool out for a sec but expect me to bug its in my blood
but if my chick leave me she gonna leave me for something, she gone leave me cuz Halie,
she ain′t gonna leave me for nothing, picture me gettin up with something sleazy
something something so easy you could take out its beat like nothing something
soon as you finish cuttin you like leave me please, not me I need Angilina Jolize company,
so I ain′t gonna make a move unless I got I got a plan b, that′ll happen the day i have a baby by
free,
not to say that anything is wrong with free, just to say that ain′t nothing wrong with me
If my hands in the cookie jar, know one thing, ima take the cookie not leave my ring
if my hands in the cookie jar know one thing ima take (laughs) y′all know what I mean

I try to pretend that I′m different but in the end we′re all the same (all the same)
I pray to god, father forgive a nigga I′m never gonna change (gonna change)
I try to pretend that I′m different but in the end we′re all the same (all the same)
I pray to god, father forgive a nigga I′m never gonna change (gonna change)

unh, you little niggaz ain′t deep you dumb, you niggaz ain′t gangsta you gum, I chew little niggaz
hock-too, spew little niggaz, I can only view little niggaz like little niggaz
but in lieu of little niggaz trying to play that boy, I phew phew little niggaz with the latest toy

unlike you little nigga, I′m a grown ass man, big shoes to fill nigga, grown ass pants
prolly hustled with your pops, go ask your parents its apparent you′re staring at a legend
who, put a few little niggaz in the they place before trying to eat without saying they grace before

blasphemous bastard get your faith restored you′re viewing your version of the lord god
mc little nigga, applaud, or forever burn in the fire that I spit at y′all I rebuke you little nigga

the meek shall parish, ill roof you little nigga, Im a project terrorist, cute you little niggaz
think you in my class subsitute little niggaz soon feel my wrath, I mute you little niggaz
you a little nigga, I shall abuse you little nigga, I′m a ill nigga, now shoot you little niggaz
go somewhere and play, cuz the day I loose to you little niggaz, no day

I try to pretend that I′m different but in the end we′re all the same (all the same)
I pray to god, father forgive a nigga I′m never gonna change (gonna change)
I try to pretend that I′m different but in the end we′re all the same (all the same)
I pray to god, father forgive a nigga I′m never gonna change (gonna change)

@ Jay-Z

Текст песни:

Ay, Ay, Ay
Watch what you say to me
You better watch what you say to me
Watch what you say to me
You say, I′ll spray

[Chorus]
Watch what you say to me
You see me and ya know I′m tooled up
You don′t wanna see me cut the fool bruh
Watch what you say to me
Let me find out you talkin tough in ya song
When you see me you know what′s up boy, it′s on
Nigga, what you say to me?
Cause see I ain′t been a fuck nigga never
I′m just warning all you sucka niggas
Better watch what you say to me
Cause I′m known to make a mountain out of mold
Hell, you don′t wanna get ya four kids...
Watch what you say to me

[1st verse: T.I.]
Got a tool in my pocket and the club just rockin
Watching ey′ nigga while they girlfriend jocking
They gotta let it go cause niggas already know
I got that thang with me and they just to let it go
I′m trying to mind my business though, tell I hear this nigga say yo
"They ain′t nobody, fuck em" I′m thinking I′m fitting to buss em
Wait, look up the city, police is lookin at me
I tell C, he tell Doug, they tell Jay-z
When you see, then surround em, then call to squirrel me
Pick a perfect spot and make sure that they girl see
My man offered dude a drink, he said "what? wuchu think?"
Then call from then on all you couldn′t see nuthin but bottles
Remy Martin to the noggin, bet it bust it wide open
His bitch standing there hollering while he lying on the floor, shit
Why you feeling sorry for him? He asked for it
Listen ya′ll, here come the moral of the story

[Chorus]

[2nd verse: Jay-z]
Rap music is something ain′t it? The way these pictures is painted
You swear these niggas is dangerous, the gangsta shit they be saying
Lock em up in the booth with a half ounce of that cannabis
Sit back, and watch the outlandish shit they portraying
But, soon as you see em they freeze up like in museums
Them statues, you like, "Is that the dude, that said he was gonna (pop you)"
Niggas get running before you finish ya sentence
And then they back to riffing, when they off at the safe distance
You like, you was just here, you disappear like magicians
In thin air, I′m like damn, nigga at least keep it consistent
I hear you baiting me lately, I been doing my best just to stay hater free
Still watch what you say to me
Sooner or later I take you up on your offer
And put you all in ya place like I′m replacing ya father
You talking, to the author, the architect of The Blueprint
My DNA in ya music, muthafucka you stupid?

[Chorus]

[3rd verse: T.I.]
Cuz I ain′t never been a sucka, been gangsta my whole life
So a nigga disrespect me and it′s on on sight
I hear what you say in ya song, some of that I don′t like
Keep it up, I feel tried, I see you, we gon′ fight
Be a man, say my name if you talking to me
You never say it, well I figure you ain′t talking to me
Find out you is at the awards or was the code in the streets
I swear I beat ya fuckin ass like it ought to be beat
See I ain′t whispering lame, I ain′t one for the game
If I say fuck you nigga then, fuck you nigga, simple and plain
I say no problem, there′s no problem, pimping you do the same
Now you just, swallow ya pride cuz you know I′m off the chain
Try to refrain from being violent but you come out ya face
I got my lawyer paid up ready to catch me a case
When I feel you disrespected me, I′mma get me a K
But all this shit can be avoided one way...

[Chorus]

@ Jay-Z

Текст песни:

If you havin girl problems i feel bad for son i got 99 problems and a b***h aint one.


I got the rap contral on gat patrol for folks that want to make sure my caskets closed. rap critics
say these money cash h**s are from the hood stupid what type of facts are those if you grew up with
h**s with f**k up toes yuo would celebrate the moment you was havin dough im like f**k critics you
can kiss my hole a**h**e if you dont like my lyrics you can press fast foward i beef with the radio
but i dont play show and they dont play my hits well i dont give a s**t so raps ads try to use my
black a** so adevertisments can get more cash for ads fu***s i dont know what you take me as or
understanding the intelligence that Jay-Z has i came from rags to riches n****s i aint dumd and i
got 99 proglems and a b***h aint one


99 problems but a b***h aint one so if you havin girl problems i feel bad for you son i got 99
problems and a b****h aint one


the year is 94 and my trunk is broad and my rear view mirror is to mother f****n large i got two
choises pull over the car or bounce on the devil and put the floor [revvv] and i anint tryin to see
no hollywood police chase plus i got a few dollors and i can fight the case so i pull over to the
side of the road i heard [police] son do you know what im stopping you for.[Jay-Z]cause im young and
im black and my hats real low do i look like a mind reader sir i dont know.
am i under arrest or should i guessome more [police] well you were doing 55 in the 54 [Jay-Z] uh-huh
[police] do you have a drivers licence and reglistalion and step out of the car are you carring a
weapon i know alot of you are i anit stepping out of s**t all of my papers a legite.[police]well do
you mind if i look around your car a litle bit[Jay-Z]well my glove departments locked so is my trunk
in the back and i know my rights and your going to need a warrant for that[police] well arent you
sharp as a tack but we will see how sharp you are when the k-9s arrive.[Jay-Z] i got 99 poroblems
and a b***h aint one.




now once upon a time

@ Jay-Z

Текст песни:

[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

Текст песни:

(feat. Kid Cudi)

[Jay-Z]
Jay-Z, Hova,
You either love me or leave me alone [x3]

[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 sh-t that I′m on
I’m already home
(Hey, I′m already home yeah)

[Jay-Z]
These n-gga’s 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 born?
Don’t they know that I yawn,
Only time they excited is when they mentioning Shawn
You see single white female but 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 f-ck are they Laurynnn, you killin 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 n-gga’s want me to walk for them, somebody talk to them
Before I go off on them

[Chorus]

[Jay-Z]
I taught-em about 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 gonna do sh-t 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 sh-t for him
But 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 b-tches
So how am I in the way, what is it I′m missing?
N-gga I been missing, n-gga I been gone
The shit that you just witnessed is the shit that I bin on
And as for the critics, tell me I don’t get it
Everybody can tell you how to do it, they never did it
Now these n-gga’s 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 Sag, this is just what I plan to do
Oh don’t be mad

[Chorus]

[Jay-Z]
I’m in the hall already, on the wall already
I’m a work of art, im a 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 f-ck can’t ya’ll get hot already (already)
Put your name in the pot already, n-ggas compare me to Biggie and Pac already
Like im gone already and I am n-gga I′m already home already
If ya’ll can’t already see I aint worried about ya’ll cos I′m already me
Do you already, enough of the complaining bo-who’s already
Eat food already, aint nothing given you gotta claim your shoes already,

@ Jay-Z

Текст песни:

(feat. Mr Hudson)

[Mr. Hudson]
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,

[Chorus]
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

[Jay-Z]
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 is 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 sh-t forever young is in your mind
Leave a mark that can’t erase neither space nor time
So when the director yells cut,
I’ll be fine,
I’m forever young…

[Chorus]

[Jay-Z]
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 slung, hung here,
Shorty, the n-gga 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,

[Chorus]

[Jay-Z]
Slamming Bentley doors,
Hopping out of Porsche’s,
Popping up on Forbes lists,
Gorgeous,
Hold up,
N-ggas thought i lost it,
They be talking bullsh-t
I be talking more sh-t
They nauseous,
Hold up,
I′ll be here forever
You know, I′m on my fall sh-t,
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…

[Chorus]

@ Jay-Z

Текст песни:

(feat. J. Cole)

[Chorus: J. Cole (Jay-Z)]
Everyday a star is born!!!!
(Clap for ′em, clap for ′em, clap for ′em, clap for ′em, HEY!!!!)
Everyday a star is born!!!!
(Clap for ′em, clap for ′em, clap for ′em, clap for ′em, HEY!!!!)

[Verse One: Jay-Z]
I seen Mase 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 scorchin, I′ll applaud him
If he keep goin, pass the torch to him
50 came through, like hurricanes do
I thought I finished his ass at Summerjam Two
I had the Illmatic, on bootleg
The shit was so ahead, thought we was all dead
Wayne did a milli, 50 did a milli
′Ye too but what Em did was silly
The white boy blossomed after Dre endorsed him
His flow on "Renegade," fuckin awesome, applaud him

[Chorus: J. Cole (Jay-Z)]
Everyday a star is born!!!!
(Clap for ′em, clap for ′em, clap for ′em, clap for ′em, HEY!!!!)
Everyday a star is born!!!!
(Clap for ′em, clap for ′em, clap for ′em, clap for ′em, HEY!!!!)

[Verse Two: Jay-Z]
Hey, Snoop Dogg did, Nelly came down
Facemob kept the ghetto for the H-Town
Luda moved digits after he moved bitches
Drake′s up next, see what he do wit it
Rule had a run, couple movie parts
T.I. literally wanted to shoot up the charts
Waddup Jeezy? What it do
Ya remind me of us in early ′92
OutKast landed, 3 Thou′ was ill
Like a male version, of Lauryn Hill
Mobb Deep (Shook) it, but Prodigy took it
a lil′ too far, can′t fuck wit Brooklyn
Wu-Tang gangbanged it, Meth ate
Rae took on the date with the Purp′ Tape
Passed on to Ason and then Ghostface
They had a hell of a run, standing ova- aaaaaaaay!

[Chorus: J. Cole (Jay-Z)]
Everyday a star is born!!!!
(Clap for ′em, clap for ′em, clap for ′em, clap for ′em, HEY!!!!)
Everyday a star is born!!!!
(Clap for ′em, clap for ′em, clap for ′em, clap for ′em, HEY!!!!)

[Verse Three: Jay-Z]
And I am one, of one
Can′t you see just how long my run?
My rain knew {?} 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 movin that corner
to, this corner office, so enormous
Heeeeeeeey! Pres Carter
Watchin her get her Monica on all day
Heeeeeeeey!
...Got so many different Monicas, but only one Jay
They come, they go
Some real, some faux
Some friends, some hoes
But no I, goes nowhere, it′s Hov

[Chorus: J. Cole (Jay-Z)]
Everyday a star is born!!!!
(Clap for ′em, clap for ′em, clap for ′em, clap for ′em, HEY!!!!)
Everyday a star is born!!!!
(Clap for ′em, clap for ′em, clap for ′em, clap for ′em, HEY!!!!)

[Verse Four: 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 I′m shinin in the broad, day-light - go figure
A slow transition from a lil′ broke nigga from the ′Ville
Got a deal, a real life saver
Dreams of being behind the wheel like, Jada
I chill now, cop a lil′ ice later
Cole, you got a glow like a lil′ Lightsaber
So, clap for him, then applaud Hov
He gave ′em a platform
Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir
The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes
When a broke nigga ′proaches
Told ya I′m focused man, I′ll let you muh′fuckers soak it in
Clap for him

@ Jay-Z

Текст песни:

[Chorus]
Only nigga to re-write history without a pen
No ID on the track let the story begin, begin, begin

[Verse 1]
This is anti autotune, death of the ringtone,
This ain′t for iTunes, this ain′t for sing alongs
This is Sinatra at the opera, bring a blonde
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 niggas wanna go and commit felonies
Get your chain tooken
I may do it myself, I′m so Brooklyn
I know we facing a recession
But the music y′all making going make it the great depression
All y′all lack aggression
Put your skirt back down, grow a set man
Nigga this shit violent
This is death of autotune, moment of silence

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
This ain′t a number one record
This is practically assault with a deadly weapon
I made it just for Flex and...
... Mister Cee, I want niggas to feel threatened
Stop your bloodclot crying
The kid, the dog, everybody dying, no lying
You niggas′ jeans too tight
You colors too bright, your voice too light
I might wear black for a year straight
I might bring back Versace shades
This ain′t for z100
Ye told me to kill y′all to keep it 1 hundred
This is for Hot 97
This shit′s for Clue, for Khaled, for we the best in
Nigga this shit violent
Death of autotune, moment of silence

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
This shit need a verse from Jeezy
I might send this to the mixtape Weezy
Get somebody from BMF to talk on this
Give this to a blood, let a crip walk on it
Fifty thou′ to style on this
I just don′t need nobody to smile on this
You niggas singing too much
Get back to rap you t-paining too much
I′m a multi-millionaire
So how is it I′m still the hardest here
I don′t be in the project hallway talking about how I be in the project all day
That sound stupid to me
If you a gangsta this is how you prove it to me
Nigga just get violent
This is death of autotune moment of silence

@ Jay-Z

Текст песни:

[Intro (Sample courtesy of "Superfreak" by Rick James)]
I don′t know what life will be in H.I.P. H.O.P.
Without the boy H.O.V. (I will be, I will be)
Not only N.Y.C. I′m hip hop′s savior (Yeah)
So after this flow you might owe me a favor (Yeah)
When kingdom come, you ready? (I will be)
When kingdom come, I′m ready (I will be)
When kingdom come (Yeah, yeah) I′m ready
(Hey! Hey! Hey Hey Hey!!!)

[Verse 1: Jay-Z]
Now everywhere I go they like HOV you back
Up out the corner office out the coldasack
Where′s Iceberg Slim he was the coldest cat
Get your swag back daddy where your focus at
Got to admit a little bit I was sick of rap
But despite that the boy is back
And I′m so evolved I′m so involved
I′m showing growth, I′m so in charge
I′m C.E.O. and yeah going god
I′m so indebted, I should have been deaded
Sellin blow in the park, this I know in my heart
Now I′m so enlightened I might glow in the dark
I been up in the office you might know him as Clark
But, just when you thought the whole world fell apart
I - take off the blazer losen up the tie
Step inside the booth Superman is alive

[Chorus: Jay-Z (Sample courtesy of "Superfreak" by Rick James)]
(I will be) The King Of New York (I will be) New York
Not only N.Y.C. I′m hip hop′s savior (Yeah)
So after this flow you might owe me a favor (Yeah)
When kingdom come, you ready? (I will be)
When kingdom come, uh huh (I will be)
Not only N.Y.C. I′m hip hop′s savior (Yeah, yeah)
So after this flow you might owe me a favor
(Hey! Hey! Hey Hey Hey!!!)

[Verse 2: Jay-Z]
I hear "hurry up Hov" when I′m out in the public
Cause niggas like it, you love it; We be it, you′re of it
You breathe it, we need it; bring it back to the hustlas
Had to dust off the Hammer, dance - can′t touch this
C′mon playboys, bring the cars back out
Cause ya boy Hov is back, you know them broads comin out
Got ′em dancing on the bankhead, like they from Bankhead
Fuck Cristal, so they ask me what we drinking
I thought dudes remark was rude okay
So I moved on to Dom Cuvee Rose
And it′s much bigger issues in the world, I know
But I first had to take care of the world I know
I′m from the bottom, so I still feel em from the bottom
Underdog before my cape, still couldn′t stop him
Flash Gordon when recording, spark the light in the dark
Peter Park, Spiderman, all I do is climb the charts

[Chorus: Jay-Z (Sample courtesy of "Superfreak" by Rick James)]
(I will be) The King Of New York (I will be) New York
Not only N.Y.C. I′m hip hop′s savior (Yeah)
So after this flow you might owe me a favor (Yeah)
When kingdom come, you ready? (I will be)
When kingdom come, uh huh (I will be)
Not only N.Y.C. I′m hip hop′s savior (Yeah, yeah)
So after this flow you might owe me a favor
(Hey! Hey! Hey Hey Hey!!!)

[Verse 3: Jay-Z]
Just when they thought it was all over
I put the whole world on my back and broad shoulders
The War-Hova, but who you know took over tracks like that
Guess what New York, New York - we back
And I ain′t never been afraid of a drought
Since I was six, seventeen been gettin money down south
Bout it, bout it, Master P
Ask the nigga Pimp C, ask my homey Bun B
I run the streets the streets don′t run we
Y′all run, we chill still waters run deep
I repeat, sing a long with me
I run the streets the streets don′t run we
Ladies sayin where you been Superman?
When niggas spendin ten million in media on my hands
The Bruce Wayne of the game have no fear
When you need me just throw your ROC signs in the air, yeah!

[Chorus: Jay-Z (Sample courtesy of "Superfreak" by Rick James)]
(I will be) The King Of New York (I will be) New York
Not only N.Y.C. I′m hip hop′s savior (Yeah)
So after this flow you might owe me a favor (Yeah)
When kingdom come, you ready? (I will be)
When kingdom come, uh huh (I will be)
Not only N.Y.C. I′m hip hop′s savior (Yeah, yeah)
So after this flow you might owe me a favor
(Hey! Hey! Hey Hey Hey!!!)

@ Jay-Z

Текст песни:

Yeah, be the realest *-h-i-t I never wrote
I ain’t write this by the way nigga, some real *-h-i-t right here nigga
This’ll be the realest *-h-i-t you ever quote
Let’s go!

My president is black, my Lambo’s blue
And I’ll be goddamned if my rims ain’t too
My momma ain’t at home, and daddy’s still in jail
Tryna make a plate, anybody seen the scale?
My president is black, my Lambo’s blue
And I’ll be goddamned if my rims ain’t too
My money’s light green and my Jordans light grey
And they love to see white, now how much you tryna pay?
Let’s go!

Today was a good day, hope I have me a great night
I don’t know what you fishin for but catch you a great white
Me, I see great white, heavy as killer whales
I cannot believe this, who knew it came in bails
Who knew what came with jail, who knew what came with prison
Just cause you got opinions, does that make you a politician?
Bush robbed all of us, would that make him a criminal?
And then he cheated in Florida, would that make him a seminal?
I say and I quote, “We need a miracle”
And I say a miracle cause this *-h-i-t is hysterical
By my nephews and nieces, I will email Jesus
Tell him forward to Moses and CC Allah
Mr. Soul Survivor, guess that make me a Konvict
Be all you be, now don’t that sound like some dumb *-h-i-t
When you die over crude oil as black as my nigga Boo
It’s really a Desert Storm, that’s word to my nigga Clue
Catch me in Las Vegas, A.R. Arizona
Rep for them real niggas, I’m winnin in California
Winnin in Tennessee, hands down Atlanta
Landslide Alabama, on my way to Sevana

I said I woke up this morning, headache this big
Pay all these damn bills, feed all these damn kids
Buy all these school shoes, buy all these school clothes
For some strange reason my son addicted to Polos
Love me some spinach dip, I’m addicted to Houston’s
And if the numbers is right I take a trip out to Houston
An earthquake out in China, a hurricane in New Orleans
Street Dreams Tour, I showed my a-s-s in New Orleans
Did it for Soulja Slim, brought out B.G.
It’s all love Bun, I’m forgivin you Pimp C
You know how the P-i-m-p be, that nigga gon’ speak his mind
If he could speak down from heaven he’d tell me stay on my grind
Tell him I’m doin fine, Obama for mankind
We ready for damn change so y’all let the man shine
Stuntin on Martin Luther, feelin just like a king
Guess this is what he meant when he said that he had a dream

Yeah, our history, black history, no president ever did s-h-i-t for me
Had to hit the streets, had to flip some keys so a nigga won’t go broke
Then they put us in jail, now a nigga can’t go vote
So I spend doe, all these hoes is trippin
She a ain’t a politician, honey’s a polotician
My president is black, rolls golden charms
Twenty-two inch rims like Hulk Hogan’s arms
When thousands of peoples is riled up to see you
That can arouse ya ego, we got mouths to feed so
Gotta stay true to who you are and where you came from
Cause at the top will be the same place you hang from
No matter how big you can ever be
For whatever fee or publicity, never lose your integrity
For years there’s been surprise horses in this stable
Just two albums in, I’m the realest nigga on this label
Mr. Black President, yo Obama for real
They gotta put your face on the five-thousand dollar bill

So I’m sittin right here now man
It’s June 3rd haha, 2:08 AM
Nigga I won’t say win, lose or draw
Man we congratulate you already homie
See I motivate the thugs right
You motivate us homie, that’s what it is
This a hands on policy, y’all touchin me right nigga
Yeah, first black president, win, lose or draw nigga
Haha, matter of fact, you know what it is man
Shouts out to Jackie Robinson, Booker T, Washington homie
Oh you ain’t think I knew that s-h-i-t?
Sydney portea what dey do?
Haha, my president is black
I’m important too though, my Lambo’s blue
I was, I was the first nigga to ride through my hood in a Lamborghini yeah haha

@ Jay-Z

Текст песни:

(feat. Drake)

Welcome to the Future,
Blue Print 3
Ay count me in
Find me a nice soft place to land
I′m so high
Find me a place to land,
Yeah right there,

I′m so tomorrow,
The Audemars are yesterday,
Which means your on time delay,
So even if I slow it doooown,
My sound is fast forward, hold up
I′m just a runway show
But I wear this on my plane in my runway clothes,
Cashmere sweats they come out next year
But these my last year sweats,
And my hoe so sick, your new chick cant f-ck with my old b-tch,
And you know this sh-t,
I′m professional, they know this is,
I just may let you borrow this,
This the blueprint n-gga follow this,
This what what tomorrow is,
Welcome to tomorrow b–tch,

[Drake - Chorus]
Whatever you about to discover we off that
You about to tell her you love her we off that,
Always wanna 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,
Oversized clothes and chains we off that,
N-gga still making it rain and we off that,
Cos you can’t bring the future back,
Tell n-ggas top get off me,
Cris we off that,
Timbs we off that,
Rims we off that,
[Jay-Z]
Yeah We off that is you still on that,
If you still making money cos we still on that,

This ain’t black versus white my n-gga we off that,
Please tell Bill O Reilly to fall back,
Tell Rush Limbaugh to get off my balls,
Its 2010 not 1864 ,
Ah yeh we come so far,
So I drive around town hard top and its off
Ah and my tribeca loft with my high brow art
And my high yellow broad
Ah and my dark skin sis and my best white mate
Say whats up to to chris,
Ah, hows that for a mix,
Got a black president,
Got green presidents,
Blueprints in my white ipod,
Black diamonds in my Jesus piece, My God,
Ah we aint tripping off that,
Its a benetton ad, n-gga been up off that

[Chorus]

[Jay-Z]
I dont give a fidduuck, abiddout the widday,
You used to move, what you used to do,
And I dont give a fidduuck abiddout the b-tches
That you used to screw
What your future do,
And we don’t really care what you used to say,
Unless that affects your future pay,
Im on the practice field running two a day,
So I don’t drop the ball when its threw my way,
So I don’t a fidduck abiddout the sh-t that
You probably did,
Who you probably is,
The only time I deal in past tense
Is i’m past rims,
And i’m past tints,
If you driving it I drove it,
You got it cos I sold it,
You copped it and I bought it back,
And we don’t give a fidduck n-gga we off that.

[Chorus]

@ Jay-Z

Текст песни:

(feat. Young Jeezy)

[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 who ??

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]
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]
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 selvage, 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]
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

@ Jay-Z

Текст песни:

(feat. Kanye West)

[Jay-Z]
Haters, haters, snitch haters!
And I made myself so easy to love
Yeah, yeah

[Kanye West]
How much they hate it, very
Cause girls like Katy Perry
I am never sprung but I spring her, Jerry
Dont try to sit home, results may vary
King like t.i. but in the Chi, Larry

[Jay-Z]
Hoova, HOVA, both of(a)
American gangstas you choose whose, colder(a)
Rappers get nasty in the booth,
But im gross, I cant even stomach myself
I′m so, more in it cause im closer
Had girlies in girldles weighing more than they suppose to(a),
Poser(a), No Sir(a),my hustle, so Russell,
I stretch work, yoga
You know I got it down dawg,
Al Roker, I used to knock pounds off
It aint nothing for me to knock nouns off,
But these MCs are prayin for my downfall,
They just.. Haters
I wave at you, im so player,
I′ll never be done im so ra(y)re

[Kanye West]
We killin the game its not fai(y)r
You mother fuckers stay right the(y)re
′cause we too high up in the a(y)ir
We blastin off just like a la(y)ser
Nigga pewoon, pewoon, pewoon,
Give me rap, give me room, room, room
?DB-9? like vroomm,vroomm, vroom
Y′all ho what we doin, doin, doin

[Jay-Z]
We ballin, bitches,eatin y′all food leavin dishes
Why these niggas always talkin lead talk Ye?
Why I never see them at the ?claire port? Ye?
Why I always hear they at the airport
Why I fly daily like im in the airforce
Therefore, please stop talkin my ?ass soft?
Millionaire talk, you haters,
You mad at me cause, your paper,
?you need to get his mother fuckin weight up?, waiter(a)
I aint done, name one thing that I aint done
It hurts when you say that I aint one, haters
How do I gain your favor, I need to know cause I ca(y)re
I need you to love me I swea(y)r, look he(y)re
See Ye is, runnin the Chi like Gale Sayers,
Im runnin new york, I got the ??, on my pager
You cant fade us, you hate us
I need you, ?stay bad ya?
I breath you, like a(y)ir,
A(y)ir
Where are my haters,
I love all my haters
I love all my haters
I love all my haters

@ Jay-Z

Текст песни:

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, 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,

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]

@ Jay-Z