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Jeah. uhh. it's what I do for a nigga
Eat for a livin (watcher)
That's how I live for a nigga. (watcher)
Okay, do this (the watcher)
[Verse Jay-Z]
just ain't the same for gangsters
But I'm a too famous to shoot these pranksters
All of these rap singers claimin bangers
Doin all of twisted shit with they fingers
Disrespectin the game, no home trainin or
I was doin this shit when you was Pampers
I was movin them grams 'fore you, knew what a that hand was
Duckin the vans, radars, the
'Fore you what hard white to tame was
I was hittin the turnpike, aight with the
I was nice with my hands, aight with them hammers
I was my finger 'fore you knew what a Fam was
I had it laid out 'fore you knew a plan was
hundred mill' later, now you understand us
Y'all ain't see us through Vegas
You ever seen so cham' bust in one night
Grand up one fight
I was on the Pan bus
You was Peter Pan up in your room, y'all fuckin whom?
Allowed me to be
You is just now learnin the shit that we talk
You niggaz ain't know a Robb Report
Bout a high Porsche, i.e.
You niggaz ain't know how to floss 'til I came the door
like "Eric B. for Pres," respect me in BITCH!
You disrespect us cause you got a little check cut
You was suckin for so long, fuckin your neck up
Now you too big for your britches, you got a few bitches
You think you Hefner, you just ridiculous
I blew for you midgets, I gave life to the game
It's only right I got the right to be
Niggaz that got life really like what I
Cause know is he really like, niggaz feel my pain
Know the shit I DON'T write be the shit that's ever been recited
in the game word to the in my NAME!
J, A, Y, DASH,
The past present nigga the future,
The trinity of hip-hop is us
We give, Dre his props BUT where it stops
the Roc
[Chorus: Hurts]
I know, you got eyes on me
I you watchin me
But it ain't 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 I go, ain't the same as befo')
(People I used to know, just don't me no mo')
(But everywhere I go, I got people I know)
(Who got they know, so I suggest 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
over setbacks, there's been a lot since I
You it all, how I got, how I gained
The momentum when it dropped, how I got the pain
When I and shock, they watched me reclaim
the streets, they a special spot for my name
Dre, haters wanna stop to my
But the music lives in me, every in my veins
The pride and the
All the way back from the rise of my
See the world clear the eyes of the mane
See the chear for the rhymes that I gave
When the beat bangs drive them insane
The eyes I played
The best to emerge in the is The Watcher

[Verse Rakim]
I'm "Rated R," my brain graphics thangs
It turn traumatic into addicts, and fiends
It's like, watchin a movie through a panoramic
Which means, I can see the whole in the scene
Cash is the topic, the object, a fatter
Some the crack and chop it, but those that haven't got it
away the added profit, it's catastrophic
I take the gat and cock it, and I'll sit back and it
These New streets is ugly, I keep it gully
The world is mine and 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 to leave your frame of mind broken
I'm still and scopin
Be another years 'til my skies close in
And I'ma die with my open, the watcher [echoes]