Intro: Jay-Z
Give me that beat fool, it's a full time jack move
Don't worry Skano I give it back soon
Havin a little fun, what's up my n****? Owwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
S dot the collection, Black album comin soon, just gon' vent a little bit
Have a little fun with it, yes! yes!
Verse 1:
Ain't nobody dumpin on Hov you ain't in sanitation or saniterium
What are you crazy Jay-Z'll bury 'em
I'll get you drunk out the club they have to carry 'em go 'head I raid n****s scary
Worry I'm not the Mike Jordan of the mic recordings
Hovi baby you Kobe maybe Tracy McGrady, matter fact you a Harold Minor
J.R. Rider, washed up on marijuana, even worst you a Pervis Ellis
You worthless fella you ain't no athlete you Shawn Bradley
I ain't talkin in nobody in particular my flow just be hicular homicide when I'm kickin up DUST!!!!!
Anybody in my path is a car crash waitin to happen n**** what?!
I got my foot on the do' on the pulse of this rap game and I ain't lettin up
Yep! Who's the nicest liked but likeless on these mic devices and I don't write this
I just mic this I wan't it to happen, one take Hov I'm real at this rappin
My new name is just the facts, while the rest of y'all just adjust the facts
Put words together, just to match, I say what I feel y'all adjust to that
I do the opposite of y'all so I just the track
The realer audience usually unjust to black
Know my flow and the s**t they go through just match
Like the sound of my voice and the choice just track
I just tackle the subject flack from the public
It's nothin, I know real n****s happen to love it
But if you don't like it then look in the mirror
Most likely you ain't live it so you don't get it
You ain't did it so you can't vision the picture I'm paintin
It ain't vivid the language I'm spittin I'm so foreign to ya
See what starvin a do to ya, throwin up hard in a little apartment a do to ya
I'm just talkin to ya, I'm just talkin through ya
Intro: Joe Budden
Give me that beat fool, it's a full time jack move
Sorry Jay Webb said take it back dude,ha, Nitty too he play a part in that
Listen, I'm just havin some fun, no!!!
Verse 2: Joe Budden
Pardon the future, sing the track now
It's been a good week Hova you can give it back now
All these rappers is cookin crack and took the realness out the game it's time to put it back
And, the fans finally got it understood they just yappin
While Joey's in the hood like Madden....whoa!!!!
Pest is wrapped up checks is racked up
Everybody's a killer but they just don't add up
Everybody's a hustler but the money ain't comin in
Y'all is it just my math sucks? naw
Cause I'm I'm a super succeed they wealth
Everybody's so scared to just be they self
Add bass in your voice get found like your cool
So you could sound like Loon or the pound like, boom
Don't end up a dead man for the cheddar
Only way to play Joe is Def Jam Vendetta
For real, all you pros to lose and don't be shocked
I opened the booth door be like old school move it
I ain't Kobe or Tracy Jay-Z Jay be mirked, Joey the future I'm more like dirt
Anybody biased bet me try and wet me
You dudes will never make it y'all are Tyus Edney
Stand out like Yao Ming I'm what's sparkin now
Like fall back Shaq I'm startin now, boy's poppin it, till he's poppin spit
I'm not from 'round these parts I'm Stojakovic
Let me hear your man say that I'm the Jordan of rap
And he's gettin fatigued early in the foreigners lackin
That means he's gettin ruined and you don't wan't that
So pretty much learn from him, don't come back
And rappers gettin wack time for G's to step in
Cause your not that hot don't believe the yes men
Ain't about who's better than, uh, so evident
Ain't hard to be real with no evidence
And I ain't comin at Jay cause he's the greatest breeder
But he already payed the way I'm just layin my semen
Not the same way I was dude I'm done droppin them in your seven forty five plus two
Don't have your label call mine for no extra curricular
Rappers is all girls, extra particular
Seen many men with the jake, next time y'all listen to many men I'll make sure you relate
Only Jay could've came Just Blaze it like me everybody just chill Just Blaze can agree
Packin the mac in the back of the Accura no
Clappin the gat you be wrapped in the Caddy but naw
What you wan't pump double click pump ridin why slump four cock playa on top
Hater won't rock with his feet toes wrapped with the brand new savior of east coast rap
Don't worry y'all I'll bring the east coast back
Naw partner this ain't a movie but meet Joe Black
Tried to relate to it I just speak those facts
If you was in the front now your seat goes back
What the dealin? Like New York's been soft
Since Bin Ladin came through and crushed the buidings
Try to restore the feeling just speakin to ya, I'm just speakin through ya |
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