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Jeah. uhh. what I do for a livin nigga
Eat for a nigga (watcher)
That's how I for a livin nigga. (watcher)
Okay, let's do (the watcher)
[Verse Jay-Z]
Things just ain't the for gangsters
But I'm a too famous to shoot these pranksters
All of these rap singers they bangers
Doin all sorts of twisted shit with fingers
Disrespectin the game, no trainin or manners
I was this shit when you was shittin Pampers
I was movin them grams 'fore you, what a hand that hand was
Duckin the vans, radars, the
'Fore you knew hard white to tame was
I was hittin the turnpike, with the bammers
I was nice with my hands, cuss aight with them
I was prickin my finger 'fore you what a Fam was
I had it laid out you knew what 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
Grand up one fight
I was on the Pan bus
You was Peter Pan up in room, y'all fuckin with whom?
Allowed me to be
You cowards is just now learnin the shit we talk
You niggaz ain't 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, 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 breath for you midgets, I gave life to the
only 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 write be the illest shit that's ever been recited
in the word to the hyphen in my NAME!
J, A, Y, DASH,
The past present the future, proper
The trinity of hip-hop is us
We give, Dre his props BUT that's it stops
the Roc
[Chorus: Truth
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 what you you saw
Ain't what you 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 that I go, I got I know)
(Who got people they know, so I you lay low)
Two: Dr. Dre]
I'm still on top of the
Still flames, still cock and aim
at the top had the Roc for the fame
over setbacks, there's been a lot 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, they made a special spot for my
Dre, haters wanna stop to my
But the music lives in me, every drop in my
The and the pain
All the way back from the rise of my
See the world clear through the eyes of the
See the world chear for the that I gave
When the beat it'll drive them insane
The that I played
The best to emerge in the game is The

[Verse Three:
I'm "Rated R," my contains graphics thangs
It turn traumatic teens addicts, and fiends
It's like, watchin a movie through a panoramic
means, I can see the whole planet in the scene
Cash is the topic, the object, a fatter
Some take the crack and chop it, but those that got it
take the added profit, it's catastrophic
I take the gat and cock it, and I'll sit and watch it
These New York is ugly, I keep it gully
The world is mine and can't nobody 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 enough shit to leave your frame of broken
I'm alive and scopin
Be another hundred years 'til my close in
And I'ma die my eyes open, the watcher [echoes]