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Jeah. uhh. it's what I do for a nigga
Eat for a nigga (watcher)
That's how I live for a nigga. (watcher)
Okay, do this (the watcher)
One: Jay-Z]
Things ain't the same for gangsters
But I'm a little too to shoot these pranksters
All of rap singers claimin they bangers
Doin all sorts of twisted shit with they
the game, no home trainin or manners
I was doin this when you was shittin Pampers
I was movin them grams you, knew what a hand that hand was
Duckin the vans, radars, the
you knew what hard white to tame was
I was the turnpike, aight with the bammers
I was nice with my hands, cuss with them hammers
I was prickin my finger you knew what a Fam was
I had it laid out you knew what a plan was
Three hundred mill' later, now you us
ain't see us comin through Vegas
You ever seen so much cham' in one night
fucked up one fight
I was on the Pan bus
You was Peter Pan up in your room, y'all fuckin with
me to be taught
You cowards is just now learnin the shit we talk
You ain't know about a Robb Report
Bout a high Porsche, i.e.
You niggaz ain't know how to floss I came through the door
"Eric B. for Pres," respect me in this BITCH!
You can't disrespect us cause you got a little cut
You was suckin for so long, fuckin your little up
Now you too big for your britches, you got a few bitches
You you Hugh Hefner, you just ridiculous
I blew breath for you midgets, I life to the game
It's only I got the right to be king
Niggaz that got life like what I sing
they know is he really like, niggaz feel my pain
Know the shit I DON'T write be the illest shit that's ever 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: Truth
I know, you got your on me
I you watchin me
But it hard to see that you can't see me
You try, but you think you saw
Ain't what you you saw
You bed-da off not at all
(Everywhere I go, ain't the same as befo')
(People I to know, just don't know me no mo')
(But everywhere that I go, I got I know)
(Who got they know, so I suggest you lay low)
[Verse Two: Dr.
I'm on top of the game
Still droppin flames, cock and aim
at the top had the Roc for the fame
over setbacks, there's been a lot I came
You seen it all, how I got, how I
The when it dropped, how I got through the pain
When I and shock, they watched me reclaim
the streets, they made a special for my name
Dre, wanna stop to my reign
But the music in me, every drop in my veins
The and the pain
All the way back from the of my name
See the world clear through the eyes of the
See the world chear for the rhymes I gave
When the 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 graphics thangs
It turn traumatic teens addicts, and fiends
It's like, watchin a movie through a screen
Which means, I can see the planet in the scene
Cash is the topic, the object, a pocket
take the crack and chop it, but those that haven't got it
take away the added profit, catastrophic
I take the gat and it, and I'll sit back and watch it
These New York streets is ugly, I it gully
The world is and can't nobody keep it from me
Yo, my neighborhood is sunny
In the place where the number one of death is money
You can try
I've seen enough shit to leave your frame of broken
I'm still and scopin
Be another hundred years 'til my skies in
And I'ma die with my eyes open, the [echoes]