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Jeah. uhh. it's I do for a livin nigga
Eat for a livin (watcher)
how I live for a livin nigga. (watcher)
Okay, do this (the watcher)
[Verse Jay-Z]
Things just ain't the for gangsters
But I'm a little too famous to shoot pranksters
All of rap singers claimin they bangers
all sorts of twisted shit with they fingers
Disrespectin the game, no trainin or manners
I was doin this when you was shittin Pampers
I was movin them 'fore you, knew what a hand that hand was
Duckin the vans, radars, the
'Fore you knew what white to tame was
I was the turnpike, aight with the bammers
I was nice with my hands, cuss aight with hammers
I was my finger 'fore you knew what a Fam was
I had it laid out 'fore you knew a plan was
Three hundred later, now you understand us
Y'all ain't see us comin Vegas
You ever seen so much bust in one night
fucked up one fight
I was on the Pan bus
You was Peter Pan up in your room, fuckin with whom?
Allowed me to be
You cowards is just now the shit that we talk
You ain't know about a Robb Report
Bout a high Porsche, i.e.
You niggaz ain't know how to 'til I came through the door
like "Eric B. for Pres," respect me in BITCH!
You can't disrespect us you got a little check cut
You was for so long, fuckin your little neck up
Now you too big for your britches, you got a few little
You think you Hugh Hefner, you ridiculous
I blew for you midgets, I gave life to the game
It's right I got the right to be king
Niggaz that got life really like what I
Cause they know is he really like, niggaz my pain
Know the shit I DON'T write be the illest that's ever been recited
in the word to the hyphen in my NAME!
J, A, Y, DASH,
The past nigga the future, proper
The holy trinity of is us
We give, Dre his props BUT that's where it
the Roc
[Chorus: Hurts]
I know, you got your on me
I feel you me
But it hard to see that you can't see me
You try, but you think you saw
what you thought you saw
You off not lookin at all
(Everywhere that I go, the same as befo')
(People I to know, just don't know me no mo')
(But everywhere I go, I got people I know)
(Who got people they know, so I you lay low)
Two: Dr. Dre]
I'm still on top of the
droppin flames, still cock and aim
Still at the top had the Roc for the
setbacks, there's been a lot since I came
You it all, how I got, how I gained
The momentum it dropped, how I got through the pain
When I roll and shock, they watched me
the streets, made a special spot for my name
Dre, haters wanna to my reign
But the music lives in me, every drop in my
The and the pain
All the way back from the of my name
See the world clear the eyes of the mane
See the world chear for the rhymes that I
the beat bangs it'll drive them insane
The that I played
The to emerge in the game is The Watcher

[Verse Three:
I'm "Rated R," my brain contains graphics
It turn traumatic teens addicts, and fiends
like, watchin a movie through a panoramic screen
Which means, I can see the whole in the scene
Cash is the topic, the object, a fatter
take the crack and chop it, but those that haven't got it
take away the added profit, it's
I the gat and cock it, and I'll sit back and watch it
These New York streets is ugly, I keep it
The world is mine and can't keep it from me
Yo, my is never sunny
In the place the number one cause of death is money
You can try
I've seen shit to leave your frame of mind broken
I'm still alive and
Be another hundred years 'til my close in
And I'ma die my eyes open, the watcher [echoes]