Jay Z
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post # 1 | 04.12.2011 , 4:14 PM
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"99 Problems"
If your having girl problems I feel bad for you son I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
[Verse One] I got the rap patrol on the gat patrol Foes that wanna make sure my casket's closed Rap critics that say he's "Money Cash Hoes" I'm from the hood stupid what type of facts are those If you grew up with holes in your zapitos You'd celebrate the minute you was having doe I'm like fuck critics you can kiss my whole asshole If you don't like my lyrics you can press fast forward Got beef with radio if I don't play they show They don't play my hits well I don't give a shit SO Rap mags try and use my black ass So advertisers can give em more cash for ads...fuckers I don't know what you take me as or understand the intelligence that Jay-Z has I'm from rags to ritches nigga I ain't dumb I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one Hit me
[Chorus] 99 Problems but a bitch ain't one If you having girl problems I feel bad for you son I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one Hit me
[Verse Two] The year is '94 and in my trunk is raw In my rear view mirror is the mother fucking law I got two choices yall pull over the car or bounce on the double put the pedal to the floor Now I ain't trying to see no highway chase with jake Plus I got a few dollars I can fight the case So I...pull over to the side of the road And I heard "Son do you know why I'm stopping you for?" Cause I'm young and I'm black and my hats real low Do I look like a mind reader sir, I don't know Am I under arrest or should I guess some mo? "Well you was doing fifty five in a fifty four" "License and registration and step out of the car" "Are you carrying a weapon on you I know alot of you are" I ain't stepping out of shit all my papers legit "Do you mind if I look round the car a little bit?" Well my glove compartment is locked so is the trunk and the back And I know my rights so you gon' need a warrent for that "Aren't you sharp as a tack are some type of lawyer or something?" "Or somebody important or something?" Nah I ain't pass the bar but I know a little bit Enough that you won't illegally search my shit "Well see how smart you are when the K-9's come" I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one Hit me
[Chorus X2]
[Verse Three] Now once upon a time not too long ago A nigga like myself had to strong arm a hoe This is not a hoe in the sense of having a pussy But a pussy having no God Damn sense, try and push me I tried to ignore him and talk to the Lord Pray for him, cause some fools just love to perform You know the type loud as a motor bike But wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight The only thing that's gonna happen is i'mma get to clapping He and his boys gon' be yapping to the captain And there I go trapped in the kit kat again Back through the system with the riff raff again Fiends on the floor scratching again Paparazzi's with they cameras snapping them D.A. tred to give the nigga the shaft again Half-a-mil for bail cause I'm African All because this fool was horrasin them Trying to play the boy like hes saccarin But ain't nothing sweet 'bout how I hold my gun I got 99 problems but being a bitch ain't one Hit me
[Chorus X3]
You're crazy for this one Rick It's your boy
Mess with the best,die like the rest!!!
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post # 2 | 13.01.2012 , 3:25 PM
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EARTH ANGEL
Earth angel earth angel Will you be mine My darling dear Love you all the time I’m just a fool A fool in love with you
(well read it)
Earth angel earth angel The one I adore Love you for ever And evermore I’m just a fool ( a big fool ) A fool in love with you ( yes girl just for you )
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Earth angel earth angel The one I adore Love you for ever And evermore I’m just a fool A fool in love with you
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I felt for you And i knew The vision of my loneliness I hope and pray That someday I’ll be the vision of your hapyness
Earth angel Earth angel The one I adore Love you forever And evermore...........
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post # 3 | 13.01.2012 , 3:29 PM
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JAY-Z - CHANGE THE GAME
[Jay-Z] Uhh, uhh, uhh, let's go Uhh, bounce, uhh, bounce Uhh, bounce, uhh.. Shit relax your mind, let your conscience be free You're now rollin with them thugs from the R-O-C Sigel Sigel in the house
[Beanie Sigel] Uh-huh, sick bastard Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
[Jay-Z] Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in the house
[Memphis Bleek] Still here, never left Still bust, more or less, still puff - beeatch!
[Jay-Z] Uh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH, uhh Young Hova in the house.. Jigga! Yeah Crist' sipper, six dipper, wrist glitter nigga! .. hold up love Everytime you see Jigga Man I'm rollin on dubs Don't forget about them blades shit choppin it up It's the motherfuckin Roc bitch, who hotter than us? Jay-Hov, bout to change my name to Jay Peso But in the meantime, call me William H. though On the platinum Yamaha, got the engine gunnin Throwin it up like liquor on an empty stomach {*cycle whizzes by*} Y'all don't hear nuttin? Who that, Mac?
[Beanie Sigel] Nah dawg, that's M. Bleek comin
[Memphis Bleek] Who the FLUCK, want, what? Catch Bleek in South Beach out of the reach of the police Gat on my lap (yeah) bitch on my back (holla) Yak in my pocket, smokin the sticky chocolate (OO-WEE!) Holla if you want drama with
[Jay-Z] The Dynasty; Amil, Bleek, Jigga and..
[Beanie Sigel] Sigel - Desert Eagle dawg, who else but me? Roc ears, Roc-Wears, bandannas and white tees Me without a gun dawg, unlikely You know I keep the heat right under the wifebeat' Three-X-T, I'm Lincoln now, you can't see the pound Got a little gut so gat sit tucked (fuck) I run wild, gun high, L.A. style Bang the roscoe to the sunrise, plus I stay dumb high Whether block shit or rock shit Club shit or drug shit, I pop shit I got shit Get Sig' any track I'ma spit the talk to it Down South gon' bounce Crips gon' walk to it Get a ounce, get a woods, everybody spark to it Every dawg, every Blood in the hood, bark to it Get the ounce, get the woods, everybody spark to it We can smoke in here, put the choke in the air
[singer] Don't change the game for these hoes who plays the game like we supposed
[Jay-Z] Sigel Sigel in the house
[Beanie Sigel] Uh-huh, sick bastard Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
[singer] Don't change the game for these hoes who plays the game like we supposed
[Jay-Z] Memph Bleek in the house
[Memphis Bleek] Still here, never left Still bust, more or less, still puff - beeatch!
[singer] Don't change the game for these hoes who plays the game like we supposed
[Jay-Z] Young Hova in the house.. Jigga! Crist' sipper, six dipper, wrist glitter nigga!
I wear more bling to The Source and Soul Train's More chains than rings, niggaz won't do a thing I bangs the four-four in plain, daylight I'm deranged Spray right at your brain; by the way this is Hov' One shot Dillinger, one shot killin ya It's only one Roc La Familia Sigel lock Philly up, Brooklyn is me Matter of fact, the East coast fuck took it from me Fourth album still Jay still spittin that real shit Volume 3 still sold more records than Will Smith Can't call this a comeback, I run rap, the fuck is y'all sayin? Five million I done that, and I come back, to do it again (uh-huh) Ex-sinner, Grammy award winner Ballin repeatedly, highlights on Sportscenter Please repeat after me - there's only one rule I WILL NOT, LOSE!
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post # 4 | 14.01.2012 , 5:27 PM
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BONNIE AND CLYDE
Uhh uhh uhh. You ready B? Let's go get 'em..
[Verse 1: Jay-Z] Look for me! Young, B Cruisin down the westside - high, way Doing what we like to do - our, way Eyes behind shades, this necklace the reason all of my dates been blind dates But today, I got my thoroughest girl wit me I'm mashin the gas, she's grabbin the wheel, it's true to the heart She rides with me - the new Bobby and Whitney Only time we don't speak is during "Sex and the City" She gets Carrie fever, but soon as the show is over She's right back to being my soldier Cuz mami's a rider, and I'm a roller Put us together, how they gon' stop both us? What ever she lacks, I'm right over her shoulder When I'm off track mami is keepin me focused So let's, lock this down like it's supposed to be The '03 Bonnie and Clyde, Hov' and B Holla
[Chorus] [Jay] All I need in this life of sin, is me and my girlfriend. [Bey] Down to ride 'til the very end, it's me and my boyfriend. [Jay] All I need in this life of sin, is me and my girlfriend. [Bey] Down to ride 'til the very end, it's me and my boyfriend.
[Verse 2: Jay-Z] The problem is, you dudes treat the one that you lovin with the same respect that you treat the one that you humpin Now they 'bout nothin - if ever you mad about somethin It won't be that; oh no it won't be that I don't be at, places where we comfy at With no be-atch; oh no you won't see that And no, I ain't perfect - nobody walkin this earth's surface is But girlfriend, work with the kid I keep you workin at Hermes, Burkin bag, Manolo Blahnik Timbs, aviator lens 600 drops, Hercedes Benz The only time you wear Burberry to swim And I don't have to worry, only worry is him She do anything necessary for him And I do anything necessary for her so don't let the necessary occur, yep!
[Chorus]
[Beyonce] (Talk to 'em If I was your girlfriend I'll be there for you, if somebody hurts you Even if that somebody was me Yeah-hee (break it down for 'em Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be And so I put this on my life Nobody or nothing will ever come between us And I promise I'll give my life my love and my trust if you was my boyfriend Put this on my life The air that I breathe in, all that I believe in I promise I'll give my life my love and my trust if you was my boyfriend
[Chorus]
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post # 5 | 16.01.2013 , 7:45 PM
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Jay Z - I Just Died In Your Arms Tonight
Chorus Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight It must’ve been something you said I just died in your arms tonight (X3) Verse 1 Pop died, didn’t cry, didn’t know him that well Between him doin’ heroin and me doin’ crack sales Put that in an egg shell, standin’ at the tabernacle Rather the church, pretendin’ to be hurt Wouldn’t work, so a smirk was all on my face Like damn that mans face is just like my face So Pop I forgive you for all the shit that I lived through It wasn’t all your fault hommie, you got caught Into the same game i fought That Uncle Ray Lost, My big brothers and so many others I saw I’m just glad we got to see each other, Talk and remeet each other Save a place in heaven to the next time we meet foreva-eva CHORUS (X3) Verse 2 (Feel my truth) music business hate me cuz the industry ain’t make me Hustlers and boozers embrace me in the music I be makin’ I dumbed down from a audience to double my dollas They criticize me for all yet they all yell holla The skillz hold truth be told I probably be lyrically Talib Kweli Truthfully I wanted to rhyme like common sense (but I did 5 mil) I ain’t been rhymin’ like common since When you sense got that much in common And you’ve been hustlin’ since Your in ception fuck perception, go with what makes sense Since I know what I’m up against We as rappers must decide what’s most Important And I cant help the poor if I’m one of them So I got rich and gave back, to me that’s the win win So next time you see the hommie and his rims spin Just know that my mind is working just like them CHORUS (X2) Bridge Whoo uh cheyeah uh cheyeah (young) cheyeah hahaha I keep looking for something I can’t get Broken hearts are all around me And I don’t see an easy way to get out of this (turn the music up turn the lights down I’m in my zone) Verse 3 (Feel my truth) Speakers on the tears when no tears should fall Cuz he was on the block when those squares get off See in my inner circle all we do is ball Till we all got triangles on our wall He is just rappin’ for the platinum y’all record I recall cuz I’ve really been there before Four scores and 7 years ago the papers flow, paper war I should fear no man, you don’t hear me though These words ain’t just here to go In the one ear, out the other ear, No My balls and my words is alls I have What’cha gonna do to me Nigga, scars or scab What’cha gonna box me hommie, I can dodge your jab Three shots couldn’t touch me, thank god for that I’m strong enough to carry Biggie Smalls on my back And the whole B.K. nigga holla back CHORUS (X4)
Poruku je menjao/la Nikolakuzzz - Sreda, 16.01.2013, 7:46 PM
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