It's the same fight Dip around, sound the bell Mix it up and ?? where you live it up the beat And get risen up you're knocked down get it back and get
day I came and I tracked the beat and I got to meet Jay-Z and he said, "oh you a real soulful dude" [Jay-Z: "you a real soulful dude"]. And he uh, played
spit to serve a purpose You ain't livin what you kickin then you worthless Lookin from the surface it may seem like I got reason to be nervous Been observant
a future He could've been somebody, they didn't have to shoot ya But on the same note, when you try to hit the pop charts You better make sure that toaster
like I musta been touched by Jesus Like I musta been groped by a diva Or fucked by a model, nope, you ain't been approached by either You standing where
is Jay-Z Baby, aww yeah I want you to be my, aww yeah. Ohhh you; I've been goin' crazy I want to buy a ring and make you mrs. sexy Want you to have
where have you been (ha ha you kno) They been asking They been searchin They been wondering why (I kno) Hey Mr. Carter (hello) Tell me where have you been (shit you
Pimps hustlers herb flippers, get, this, money [Chorus] [Jay-Z] Gettin this money switchin my whips and my kicks Like I'm just addicted to difference you pick what you
you everyday that goes by Oh ohh I Baby girl I wish I never let you go Ohh ohh [Verse 2:] If you love someone, let them go And if they come back to you then you
I keep pullin out, y'all keep pullin me in, sin Kick a little somethin for the New Jerusalem Let people know you aint forget where you came from, where you
is that a big deal Cause every day in the ghetto somebody gets killed It's been real so what's beef ..dying watch what you weep Is Jay-Z a meson or as
uh Uh, yeah, you know who you are You have no idea what you're dealin' with Somethin' on some of this realest shit Pop some nines, so I give you the
you You ain't gotta like me And you ain't gotta like me I ain't gotta like you First time it's fuck me Then nigga it's fuck you You ain't gotta like
Marcy don't raise no rats You know the consequences of your acts, you can't be serious It was cool when you had hella weed to smoke And you bought a new home where you
know this angels are priced so devels cant afford them maybe 'cos im young black rich and the rest of it maybe 'cos where doing jay-z and now where working
re back Nothing can stop and nothing can change it And you better just make new livin' arrangements If you think you the top and king of the castle You
nothin' to do But make you look Stupid as parents You f***in' do-gooders Too bad you couldn't Do good at marriage (Ha ha) And do you Have any clue What
homies no more? you go to college and you act like you don?t know me no more girl, we got history semester seem so long the last time I seen ya baby you aint have