https://lyriki.com/api.php?action=feedcontributions&user=PeachE1992&feedformat=atomLyriki - User contributions [en]2024-03-19T09:16:00ZUser contributionsMediaWiki 1.41.0https://lyriki.com/index.php?title=Nas:N.Y._State_of_Mind&diff=65610Nas:N.Y. State of Mind2007-01-21T01:13:25Z<p>PeachE1992: </p>
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<div><lyrics>Yeah yeah, aiyyo black it's time (word?)<br />
(Word, it's time nigga?)<br />
Yeah, it's time man (aight nigga, begin)<br />
Yeah, straight out the fuckin dungeons of rap<br />
Where fake niggaz don't make it back<br />
I don't know how to start this shit, yo, now<br />
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Rappers I monkey flip em with the funky rhythm I be kickin<br />
Musician, inflictin composition<br />
of pain I'm like Scarface sniffin cocaine<br />
Holdin a M-16, see with the pen I'm extreme, now<br />
Bulletholes left in my peepholes<br />
I'm suited up in street clothes<br />
Hand me a nine and I'll defeat foes<br />
Y'all know my steelo with or without the airplay<br />
I keep some E&J, sittin bent up in the stairway<br />
Or either on the corner bettin grands with the celo champs<br />
Laughin at baseheads, tryin to sell some broken amps<br />
G-Packs get off quick, forever niggaz talk shit<br />
Remeniscing about the last time the Task Force flipped<br />
Niggaz be runnin through the block shootin<br />
Time to start the revolution, catch a body head for Houston<br />
Once they caught us off guard, the Mac-10 was in the grass and<br />
I ran like a cheetah with thoughts of an assassin<br />
Picked the Mac up, told brothers, "Back up," the Mac spit<br />
Lead was hittin niggaz one ran, I made him backflip<br />
Heard a few chicks scream, my arm shook, couldn't look<br />
Gave another squeeze heard it click yo, my shit is stuck<br />
Tried to cock it, it wouldn't shoot now I'm in danger<br />
Finally pulled it back and saw three bullets caught up in the chamber<br />
So now I'm jetting to the building lobby<br />
and it was full of children probably couldn't see as high as I be<br />
(So whatchu sayin?) It's like the game ain't the same<br />
Got youngin' niggaz pullin the triggers bringing fame to they name<br />
and claim some corners, crews without guns are goners<br />
In broad daylight, stickup kids, they run up on us<br />
Fo'-fives and gauges, Macs in fact<br />
Same niggaz'll catch a back to back, snatchin yo' cracks in black<br />
Yo there's a snitch on the block gettin niggaz knocked<br />
So hold your stash 'til the coke price drop<br />
I know this crackhead, who said she gotta smoke nice rock<br />
And if it's good she'll bring ya customers in measuring pots, but yo<br />
You gotta slide on a vacation<br />
Inside information keeps large niggaz erasin and they wives basin<br />
It drops deep as it does in my breath<br />
I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death<br />
Beyond the walls of intelligence, life is defined<br />
I think of crime when I'm in a New York state of mind<br />
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[Rakim]<br />
New York state of mind(x4)<br />
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Be havin dreams that I'ma gangster -- drinkin Moets, holdin Tecs<br />
Makin sure the cash came correct then I stepped<br />
Investments in stocks, sewin up the blocks<br />
to sell rocks, winnin gunfights with mega cops<br />
But just a nigga, walking with his finger on the trigger<br />
Make enough figures until my pockets get bigger<br />
I ain't the type of brother made for you to start testin<br />
Give me a Smith and Wessun I'll have niggaz undressin<br />
Thinkin of cash flow, buddah and shelter<br />
Whenever frustrated I'ma hijack Delta<br />
In the P.J.'s, my blend tape plays, bullets are strays<br />
Young bitches is grazed, each block is like a maze<br />
full of black rats trapped, plus the Island is packed<br />
From what I hear in all the stories when my peoples come back, black<br />
I'm livin where the nights is jet black<br />
The fiends fight to get crack I just max, I dream I can sit back<br />
and lamp like Capone, with drug scripts sewn<br />
Or the legal luxury life, rings flooded with stones, holmes<br />
I got so many rhymes I don't think I'm too sane<br />
Life is parallel to Hell but I must maintain<br />
and be prosperous, though we live dangerous<br />
cops could just arrest me, blamin us, we're held like hostages<br />
It's only right that I was born to use mics<br />
and the stuff that I write, is even tougher than dice<br />
I'm takin rappers to a new plateau, through rap slow<br />
My rhymin is a vitamin, Held without a capsule<br />
The smooth criminal on beat breaks<br />
Never put me in your box if your shit eats tapes<br />
The city never sleeps, full of villians and creeps<br />
That's where I learned to do my hustle had to scuffle with freaks<br />
I'ma addict for sneakers, twenties of buddah and bitches with beepers<br />
In the streets I can greet ya, about blunts I teach ya<br />
Inhale deep like the words of my breath<br />
I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death<br />
I lay puzzle as I backtrack to earlier times<br />
Nothing's equivalent, to the new york state of mind<br />
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[Rakim]<br />
New York state of mind(x4)<br />
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Nasty Nas(x8)</lyrics></div>PeachE1992https://lyriki.com/index.php?title=File:AlbumArt-Nas-Illmatic_(1994).jpg&diff=65609File:AlbumArt-Nas-Illmatic (1994).jpg2007-01-21T01:09:15Z<p>PeachE1992: </p>
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<div>Nas:Illmatic (1994)<br />
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{{Album<br />
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| artist = Nas<br />
| released = 1994<br />
| image = AlbumArt-Nas-Illmatic (1994).jpg<br />
| tracks = <br />
# {{song link|Nas|The Genesis}}<br />
# {{song link|Nas|N.Y. State of Mind}}<br />
# {{song link|Nas|Life's a Bitch}}<br />
# {{song link|Nas|The World Is Yours}}<br />
# {{song link|Nas|Halftime}}<br />
# {{song link|Nas|Memory Lane (Sittin' in da Park)}}<br />
# {{song link|Nas|One Love}}<br />
# {{song link|Nas|One Time 4 Your Mind}}<br />
# {{song link|Nas|Represent}}<br />
# {{song link|Nas|It Ain't Hard to Tell}}<br />
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{{C:Album|I|Illmatic}}</div>PeachE1992https://lyriki.com/index.php?title=Nas:Blunt_Ashes&diff=65606Nas:Blunt Ashes2007-01-21T00:49:48Z<p>PeachE1992: </p>
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<div><lyrics>Yo, I want the Langston Hughes and Alex Haley<br />
got blazed before they told stories<br />
I'ma get blazed before I tell y'all stories<br />
I saw on tv today, this man lost his son, his son died<br />
So he had him cremated, took his ashes, and then made it to a Diamond ring<br />
Now he watches his son shine everyday<br />
I just thought about that, while I sit here ashing in this ash tray, yea<br />
<br />
The makin' of a mad band<br />
Intricate stories of DeVante Swing<br />
Ava Gardner, the crashin' of James Dean<br />
Bobby Brown influenced by Rick James and it goes..<br />
Prince wanted Alexander O'Neal to be Morris Day or Jerome<br />
But Alex was puttin' coke in his nose, nigga whylin'<br />
Could be a myth but I swear that the source was close, Phyllis Hyman<br />
Killed herself, it was crazy, mommy was bad they say<br />
Donny Hathaway freefall from a balcony, he swings<br />
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[HooK: Nas]<br />
As the blunt ash falls into the ash tray<br />
I could see my whole life fly past me<br />
Did I?, did I keep it gangsta or keep it classy?<br />
And will the money and fame out last me?<br />
The blunt's ash falls down in the ash tray<br />
Will I see my whole life fly past me?<br />
I'm askin' did I keep it gangsta or keep it classy?<br />
Did I?... anything else you wanna know, just wanna ask me?<br />
<br />
Sam trusted Womack with his main lady<br />
He tossin' in the grave, like, "this is how you repay me"?<br />
A change gon' come, wish you didn't trust me so much<br />
Marvin said "no mountain's high enough, fly stuff"<br />
David Ruffin was punchin' Tammy Terrell, gave her concussions<br />
While the Funk Brothers was layin' down the percussion<br />
When Flo from the Surpremes died, Diana Ross cried<br />
Many people said that she was laughin' inside<br />
<br />
As the blunt ash falls into the ash tray<br />
I could see my whole life fly past me<br />
Did I?, did I keep it gangsta or keep it classy?<br />
And will the money and fame out last me?<br />
The blunt's ash falls down in the ash tray<br />
Will I see my whole life fly past me?<br />
I'm askin' did I keep it gangsta or keep it classy?<br />
Did I?... anything else you wanna know, just wanna ask me?<br />
<br />
John F. Kennedy's, enemies dealt with treachery<br />
It interests me, Judy Campbell in Gucci sandals<br />
She's what a temptress be<br />
The death of Ennis Cosby, what a mystery<br />
Or the Chicagoan Harold Washington<br />
Someone is sabotaging them<br />
Watch out for the traps<br />
Larry Troutman killed his brother Roger Troutman<br />
Then he killed himself, that's the end of Zapp<br />
And I wouldn't change a thing, mistakes of the greats<br />
This is what came from their pain<br />
From their hurt we gain, an unfair exchange<br />
<br />
As the blunt ash falls into the ash tray<br />
I could see my whole life fly past me<br />
Did I?, did I keep it gangsta or keep it classy?<br />
And will the money and fame out last me?<br />
The blunt's ash falls down in the ash tray<br />
Will I see my whole life fly past me?<br />
I'm askin' did I keep it gangsta or keep it classy?<br />
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I could smell old bogey cigars<br />
Long record perfumes, smellin' just as sweet, ha-ha<br />
Me and my wife K, flyin' in a drop-top like Ruby and Ottis Davis baby<br />
Knaw'mean?, yo man, I get smoked out, and start thinkin' about<br />
Patty McDaniels got a Oscar, for playin' Mami in 'Gone With The Wind'<br />
And she didn't get allowed, wasn't even allowed to go to the premier<br />
Could'ya'believe that?, couldn't go to premier to her joint<br />
Tssk. man, you know they were strong back then man<br />
Blunt from my ash tray, nothin' gon' to live past me, yea, yea, yea</lyrics></div>PeachE1992https://lyriki.com/index.php?title=Jay-Z:Beach_Chair&diff=65605Jay-Z:Beach Chair2007-01-21T00:44:57Z<p>PeachE1992: </p>
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<div><lyrics>Life Is But A Dream To Me<br />
I Don't Wanna Wake Up<br />
Thirty Odd Years Without Having My Cake Up<br />
So I'm About My Paper<br />
24/7, 365,366 In A Leap Year<br />
I Don't Know Why We Here<br />
Since We Gotta Be Here<br />
Life Is But A Beach Chair<br />
Went From Having Shabby Clothes<br />
Crossing Over Abbey Roads<br />
Hear My Angels Singing To Me<br />
Are You Happy Hov?<br />
I Just Hope Im Hearing Right<br />
Karma's Got Me Feearing Life<br />
Colleek Are You Praying For Me<br />
I Got Deamons In My Past<br />
So I Got Daughters On The Way<br />
If The Prophecy's Correct<br />
Then The Child Should Have To Pay<br />
For The Since Of A Father<br />
So I Barter My Tommorows<br />
Against My Yesterdays<br />
In Hopes That She'll Be Ok<br />
And When Im No Longere Here<br />
The Shade Of Face From The Flare<br />
I'll Give Her My Share Of Carol's Daughter<br />
And A Shiny New Beach Chair<br />
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Life Is But A Dream To Me<br />
Gun Shots Sing To These<br />
Other Guys But Lullabys<br />
Don't Mean A Ting To Me<br />
I'm Not Afraid Of Dyng<br />
I'm Afraid Of Not Trying<br />
Everyday Hit Every Wave<br />
Like Im Hawaiian<br />
I Don't Surf The Net<br />
No I Never Been On Myspace<br />
Too Busy Letting My Voice Vibrate<br />
Carving Out My Space<br />
In This World Of Fly Girls<br />
Cutthroats & Diamond Cut Ropes I Twirls<br />
Benzs Round Corners<br />
Where The Sun Don't Shine<br />
I Let The Wheels Give A Glimpse<br />
Of Hope Of One's Grind<br />
Some Said Hov, How You Get So Fly<br />
I Said From Not Being Afraid To Fall Out The Sky<br />
My Physical's Shell<br />
So When I Say Farewell<br />
My Soul Will Find An Even<br />
Higher Plane To Dwell<br />
So Fly You Shall<br />
So Have No Fear, Just Know That<br />
Life Is But A Beach Chair<br />
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Life Is But A Dream Can't Mimic My Life<br />
I'm The Thinnest Cut Slice<br />
Intercut, The Winner's Cup<br />
With Winters Rough Enough<br />
To Interrupt Life<br />
That's Why I'm Both<br />
The Saint & The Sinner<br />
Nice<br />
This Is Jay Everyday<br />
No Compromise<br />
No Compass Comes With This Life<br />
Just Eyes<br />
So To Map It Out<br />
You Must Look Inside<br />
Sure Books Can Guid You<br />
But Your Heart Defines You<br />
Chica<br />
You Corason Is What Brought Us Home<br />
In Great Shape Like Heidi Klum<br />
Maricon, I Am On<br />
Permanent Vaca<br />
Life Is But A Beach Chair<br />
This Song Is Like A Hallmark Card<br />
Until You Read Each Here<br />
So Till She's Here<br />
And She Declaired<br />
The Aire<br />
I Will Be Prepared<br />
A Blueprint For You To Print<br />
A Map So You Can Back<br />
A Guide For Your Eyes<br />
And So You Won't Lose Scent<br />
I'll Make A Stink For You To Think<br />
I Ink These Verses Full Of Prose<br />
So You Won't Get Connect Out Of 2 Cent<br />
My Last Wil And Testament I Leave My Heir<br />
My Share Of Roc-afella Records And A Shiny New Beach Chair</lyrics></div>PeachE1992https://lyriki.com/index.php?title=Jay-Z:Lost_One&diff=65604Jay-Z:Lost One2007-01-21T00:41:03Z<p>PeachE1992: </p>
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<div><lyrics>Uh, uh, uh, uh<br />
It's not a dis song, it's just a real song<br />
Feel me?<br />
<br />
I heard motherfuckers saying they made Hov<br />
Made Hov say, "OK so, make another Hov"<br />
Niggaz wasn't playing they day role<br />
So we parted ways like Ben and J-Lo<br />
I shoulda been did it but I been in a daze though<br />
I put friends over business end of the day though<br />
But when friends, business interests as they go<br />
Ain't nothing left to say though<br />
I guess we forgot what we came fo'<br />
Shoulda stayed in food and beverage<br />
Too much flossing<br />
Too much Sam Rothstein<br />
I ain't a bitch but I gotta divorce them<br />
Hov have to get the shallow shit up off him<br />
And I ain't even want to be famous<br />
Niggaz is brainless to unnecessarily go through these changes<br />
And I ain't even know how it came to this<br />
Except that fame is<br />
The worst drug known to man<br />
It's stronger than, heroin<br />
When you could look in the mirror like, "There I am"<br />
And still not see, what you've become<br />
I know I'm guilty of it too but, not like them<br />
You lost one<br />
<br />
[Chorus w/ Marsha (Jay-Z)]<br />
Lose one, let go to get one<br />
Left one, lose some to win some (You lost one)<br />
Story of a champion, sorry I'm a champion<br />
You lost one<br />
<br />
I don't think it's meant to be, be<br />
But she loves her work more than she does me<br />
And honestly, at twenty-three<br />
I would probably love my work more than I did she<br />
So B, ain't we<br />
It's me, and her<br />
'Cause what she prefers over me, is work<br />
And that's, where we, differ<br />
So I have to give her<br />
Free, time, even if it hurts<br />
So breathe, mami, it's deserved<br />
You've been put on this earth to be<br />
All you can be, like the reserves<br />
And me? My time in the army, it's served<br />
So I have to allow she, her, time to serve<br />
The time's now for her<br />
In time she'll mature<br />
And maybe we, can be, we, again like we were<br />
Finally, my time's too short to share<br />
And to ask her now, it ain't fair<br />
So yeah, she lost one<br />
<br />
Lose one, let go to get one<br />
Left one, lose some to win some (Oh yeah, she lost one)<br />
Story of a champion, sorry I'm a champion<br />
You lost one<br />
<br />
My nephew died in the car I bought<br />
So I'm under the belief it's partly my fault<br />
Close my eyes and squeeze, try to block that thought<br />
Place any burden on me, but please, not that lord<br />
Time don't go back, it go forward<br />
Can't run from the pain, go towards it<br />
Some things can't be explained, what caused it?<br />
Such a beautiful soul, so pure, shit<br />
Gonna see you again, I'm sure of it<br />
'til that time, little man I'm nauseous<br />
Your girlfriend's pregnant, the lord's gift<br />
Almost lost my faith, that restored it<br />
It's like having your life restarted<br />
Can't wait for your child's life, to be a part of it<br />
So now I'm child-like, waiting for a gift<br />
To return, when I lost you, I lost it<br />
<br />
Lose one, let go to get one<br />
Left one, lose some to win some (Colleek, I lost one)<br />
Sorry I'm a champion, Colleek, you're a champion<br />
You lost one</lyrics></div>PeachE1992https://lyriki.com/index.php?title=The_Ambassador:Amba-ss-ador&diff=62131The Ambassador:Amba-ss-ador2007-01-02T00:36:56Z<p>PeachE1992: </p>
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<div><lyrics>Here we go<br />
While cops bust glocks and call cars; God calls the Amba-ss-adors<br />
2 Corinthians 5:20; we get up (it’s a lot of us out here)<br />
<br />
It’s been a while; I’ve been chillin’out, in and out of basements<br />
You’ve been patient—waitin’ for what’s been marinatin’<br />
God’s a slow cooker <br />
I know look how I’m stationed<br />
Knee bones are bowed to the throne and now I’m facin’<br />
Raised up stakes and a lot of anticipation<br />
Allow me to shift the weight to the God who can get with Satan<br />
If was a Colt you’d allow me to look to Payton<br />
Well I’m William; now will you allow Will to look to grace and<br />
Trust Christ to be the reason I feed them a true dish<br />
Skills are only equal to probably barley and 2 fish <br />
But Christ is known to whittle your stash<br />
Till it’s little and then he multiplies the little you have<br />
Whether you laugh or not I’m a trust in His word<br />
I dare trust the God who cares more for us than the birds<br />
After I drop some’ll ask, “What just occurred?”<br />
Ambassador was more than rappin’ he was rushin’ to serve<br />
<br />
[Hook]<br />
Amba-ss-ador<br />
<br />
Hip hop is more than a music—more than a fad<br />
Like the church is more the pews and more than pastor <br />
It’s what the streets asked for when they fell through the cracks <br />
They felt trapped—hip hop gave them a back door<br />
We were sheep—the streets were like pasture<br />
We could feast on a beat—we liked rap more<br />
At the core it’s about art like a crafts store<br />
The glory of God is what all of our crafts for<br />
But like any culture without Christ—glass jaw<br />
Easily robbed of its wealth—like cash draws<br />
Now hip hop’s in a peculiar position<br />
Sides get divided by it like a tool of division<br />
It can teach but not free you like a school up in prison<br />
It can feed but it's usually junk food in the kitchen<br />
And it's now in a ruler’s position<br />
Could go far; but the way things are the fuel’s not efficient<br />
<br />
[Hook]<br />
<br />
I seem to love the culture but I hate most of its ways<br />
I’m supposed to if I say I hope souls can be saved<br />
It can make you gravitate to the foul spots<br />
And make it look great to break all of God’s “shall nots”<br />
All of your pals flock to the place where the shells drop<br />
They sell rock and make it look like you’re on hell’s block<br />
Gals shop just make mouths drop<br />
Hard not to watch when you see what these gals rock<br />
And kids are so star struck, forget Harvard<br />
They wanna be on a show that hooks their car up<br />
And you can hang God up<br />
You’ll blow the whole mood, they're gonna go “boo”<br />
When His name is brought up<br />
But this is the mission Ambassador’s on<br />
This Christian is hip and he’s rippin though its hazardous for him<br />
I’m rappin’ as long as I can till the chasm is gone<br />
I know a God who’ll put a Lazarus on them<br />
<br />
[Hook]</lyrics></div>PeachE1992https://lyriki.com/index.php?title=The_Ambassador:Thesis_Pieces&diff=62129The Ambassador:Thesis Pieces2007-01-02T00:31:15Z<p>PeachE1992: </p>
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<div><lyrics>Looks like it finally came around like the hands of a clock<br />
Praise to Yahweh Nissi<br />
Shout to the Banner—Shabach<br />
This LP is two sided—for the man on the block<br />
And for the flock who thinks keeping God’s commandment is hot<br />
On one side we wanna represent Christ to the Culture<br />
Hip-Hop mostly knows Him for making tight little posters <br />
Or a sculpture, but they can’t view Him like they're supposed to <br />
'Cause the gospel's never been preached to them like its’ supposed to <br />
And the life in Christ has never even looked like an answer<br />
Except for locked up crooks and Big Mas with cancer<br />
So, Ambassador is back to give you his thesis<br />
The greatest need in Hip-Hop is the input of Jesus<br />
<br />
[Hook x2]<br />
It’s the thesis we need this <br />
The story in short<br />
Hip-Hop properly submitted to the glorious Lord<br />
It's problematic 'cause<br />
It can be scary to like<br />
But…Jesus makes everything right<br />
<br />
My topic—the redemption of Hip-Hop you got it<br />
But I told you that this thesis is at least two sided <br />
Can’t just introduce Christ to the culture like an evangelist<br />
The church needs to be schooled on hip-hop culture so plan for this<br />
I’m a Christian admitin’ were wastin’ our wisdom if we don’t engage the streets,<br />
Peep the nation of Islam<br />
They promote a better culture and faith integration<br />
But no resurrection or message of grace that can save men<br />
So God’s diggin’ in the meeting place<br />
Looking for those needing grace <br />
To launch out from the over crowded breeding space<br />
What will He find?<br />
Just what He designed—Hip-Hop’s got missionaries He brought up for these times<br />
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[Hook]</lyrics></div>PeachE1992https://lyriki.com/index.php?title=File:AlbumArt-The_Ambassador-The_Thesis_(2005).jpg&diff=62126File:AlbumArt-The Ambassador-The Thesis (2005).jpg2007-01-02T00:27:57Z<p>PeachE1992: </p>
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<div>The Ambassador:The Thesis (2005)<br />
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{{Album<br />
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| artist = The Ambassador<br />
| released = 2005<br />
| image = AlbumArt-The Ambassador-The Thesis (2005).jpg<br />
| tracks = <br />
# {{song link|The Ambassador|Intro}}<br />
# {{song link|The Ambassador|Thesis Pieces}}<br />
# {{song link|The Ambassador|Amba-ss-ador}}<br />
# {{song link|The Ambassador|Song For You}}<br />
# {{song link|The Ambassador|Feels Good}}<br />
# {{song link|The Ambassador|Get You Open}}<br />
# {{song link|The Ambassador|The Explanation Interlude}}<br />
# {{song link|The Ambassador|The Elements}}<br />
# {{song link|The Ambassador|Crown Him}}<br />
# {{song link|The Ambassador|Oh Wretched Man}}<br />
# {{song link|The Ambassador|My Clothes, My Hair}}<br />
# {{song link|The Ambassador|Back Home}}<br />
# {{song link|The Ambassador|We Worship You}}<br />
# {{song link|The Ambassador|The Testimony Interlude}}<br />
# {{song link|The Ambassador|The Anthem}}<br />
# {{song link|The Ambassador|Body Talk}}<br />
# {{song link|The Ambassador|The Fall}}<br />
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<div>'''The Ambassador''', a Christian Rapper and founding member of The Cross Movement<br />
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==Discography==<br />
* {{album link|1999|Christology: In Laymen's Terms}}<br />
* {{album link|2005|The Thesis}}<br />
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==External Links==<br />
* http://www.theambassadoronline.com/<br />
* http://www.crossmovementrecords.com/<br />
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{{C:Artist|A|The Ambassador}}</div>PeachE1992https://lyriki.com/index.php?title=Jay-Z:Lucifer&diff=62116Jay-Z:Lucifer2007-01-02T00:01:06Z<p>PeachE1992: </p>
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<div><lyrics>[Chorus]<br />
Lucifer, dawn of de morning! I'm gonna, chase you out of Earth<br />
Lucifer Lucifer, dawn of de morning...<br />
(I'm from the murder capital, where we murder for capital)<br />
Lucifer Lucifer, dawn of de morning! I'm gonna, chase you out of Earth<br />
(Kanyeeze you did it again, you a genius nigga!)<br />
Lucifer Lucifer, dawn of de morning...<br />
So you niggas change your attitude <br />
For they askin what happened to you<br />
<br />
Lord forgive him<br />
He got them dark forces in him<br />
But he also got a rightous cause for sinnin<br />
Them a murder me so i gotta murder them first<br />
Emergency doctors performin procedures<br />
Jesus<br />
I ain't tryin to be facetious<br />
But "Vengance is mine" said the Lord<br />
You said it better than all<br />
Leave niggas on deaths door<br />
Breathin off res-por-rators<br />
for killin my best boy, HATERS<br />
On perminate hiatus as I skate<br />
In the Maybach Benz<br />
Flya the Sanna Lathan<br />
Pumpin "Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo<br />
In Los Angeles<br />
Like an evangelist<br />
I can introduce you to your maker<br />
Bring you closer to nature<br />
Ashes after they cremate you bastards<br />
Hope you been readin your psalms and chapters<br />
Payin your ties being good Catholics<br />
I'm commin<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
Lucifer, dawn of de morning! I'm gonna, chase you out of Earth<br />
Lucifer Lucifer, dawn of de morning...<br />
(I'm from the murder capital, where we murder for capital)<br />
Lucifer Lucifer, dawn of de morning! I'm gonna, chase you out of Earth<br />
Lucifer Lucifer, dawn of de morning...<br />
So you niggas change your attitude <br />
For they askin what happened to you<br />
<br />
This is Holly war<br />
I wet cha all with the Holly water<br />
Spray from the Hetckler Koch auto<br />
Matic all the static shall cease to exist<br />
Like a sematical i throw a couple at you<br />
Take six<br />
Spread love to all of my dead thugs<br />
I'll pour out a little Louie til i head above<br />
Yes Sir<br />
And when i perish<br />
The meek shall inherit the earth<br />
Until that time it's on a poppin Church<br />
Like Don Bishop<br />
The fifth upon cock either<br />
Lift up your soul or give the Holly ghost please<br />
I leave ya in somebodys Catedrial<br />
And stuntin like Evil Kenevil<br />
I'll let you see where that bright light lead you<br />
The more you talk the more you irkin us<br />
The more you gonna need memorial services<br />
The Black Albums second verse is like<br />
Devil's Pie please save some dessert for us<br />
<br />
Man i gotta get my soul right<br />
I gotta get these Devils out my life<br />
These cowards gonna make a nigga ride<br />
They won't be happy til somebody dies<br />
<br />
Man i gotta get my soul right<br />
'For i'm locked up for my whole life<br />
Evertime it seems it's all right<br />
Somebody want they soul to rise<br />
(I'll chase you off of this Earth)<br />
<br />
<br />
I got dreams of holdin a Nine milla<br />
To Bobs killa<br />
Askin him "why?" as my eyes fill up<br />
These days i can't wake up with a dry pillow<br />
Gone but not forgotten holmes i still feel ya<br />
SO...Curse the day that birthed the bastard<br />
Who caused your Church mass<br />
Reverse the crash<br />
Reverse the blast<br />
And reverse the car<br />
Reverse the day, and there you are<br />
Bob Allah<br />
Lord forgive him we all have sined<br />
But Bobs a good dude please let him in<br />
And if you feel in my heart that i long for revenge<br />
Please blame it on the sun of the mournin<br />
Thanks Again</lyrics></div>PeachE1992https://lyriki.com/index.php?title=Jay-Z:99_Problems&diff=62115Jay-Z:99 Problems2007-01-01T23:58:16Z<p>PeachE1992: </p>
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<div><lyrics>If your having girl problems I feel bad for you son<br />
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one<br />
<br />
I got the rap patrol on the gat patrol<br />
Foes that wanna make sure my casket's closed<br />
Rap critics that say he's "Money Cash Hoes"<br />
I'm from the hood stupid what type of facts are those<br />
If you grew up with holes in your zapitos<br />
You'd celebrate the minute you was having doe<br />
I'm like fuck critics you can kiss my whole asshole<br />
If you don't like my lyrics you can press fast forward<br />
Got beef with radio if I don't play they show<br />
They don't play my hits well I don't give a shit SO<br />
Rap mags try and use my black ass<br />
So advertisers can give em more cash for ads...fuckers<br />
I don't know what you take me as<br />
or understand the intelligence that Jay-Z has<br />
I'm from rags to ritches nigga I ain't dumb<br />
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one<br />
Hit me<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
<br />
The year is '94 and in my trunk is raw<br />
In my rear view mirror is the mother fucking law<br />
I got two choices yall pull over the car or<br />
bounce on the double put the pedal to the floor<br />
Now I ain't trying to see no highway chase with jake<br />
Plus I got a few dollars I can fight the case<br />
So I...pull over to the side of the road<br />
And I heard "Son do you know why I'm stopping you for?"<br />
Cause I'm young and I'm black and my hats real low<br />
Do I look like a mind reader sir, I don't know<br />
Am I under arrest or should I guess some mo?<br />
"Well you was doing fifty five in a fifty four"<br />
"License and registration and step out of the car"<br />
"Are you carrying a weapon on you I know alot of you are"<br />
I ain't stepping out of shit all my papers legit<br />
"Do you mind if I look round the car a little bit?"<br />
Well my glove compartment is locked so is the trunk and the back<br />
And I know my rights so you gon' need a warrent for that<br />
"Aren't you sharp as a tack are some type of lawyer or something?"<br />
"Or somebody important or something?"<br />
Nah I ain't pass the bar but I know a little bit<br />
Enough that you won't illegally search my shit<br />
"Well see how smart you are when the K-9's come"<br />
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one<br />
Hit me<br />
<br />
[Chorus x2]<br />
<br />
Now once upon a time not too long ago<br />
A nigga like myself had to strong arm a hoe<br />
This is not a hoe in the sense of having a pussy<br />
But a pussy having no God Damn sense, try and push me<br />
I tried to ignore him and talk to the Lord<br />
Pray for him, cause some fools just love to perform<br />
You know the type loud as a motor bike<br />
But wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight<br />
The only thing that's gonna happen is i'mma get to clapping<br />
He and his boys gon' be yapping to the captain<br />
And there I go trapped in the kit kat again<br />
Back through the system with the riff raff again<br />
Fiends on the floor scratching again<br />
Paparazzi's with they cameras snapping them<br />
D.A. tred to give the nigga the shaft again<br />
Half-a-mil for bail cause I'm African<br />
All because this fool was horrasin them<br />
Trying to play the boy like hes saccarin<br />
But ain't nothing sweet 'bout how I hold my gun<br />
I got 99 problems but being a bitch ain't one<br />
Hit me<br />
<br />
[Chorus x2]<br />
<br />
You're crazy for this one Rick<br />
It's your boy</lyrics></div>PeachE1992https://lyriki.com/index.php?title=Jay-Z:Dirt_off_Your_Shoulder&diff=62114Jay-Z:Dirt off Your Shoulder2007-01-01T23:55:42Z<p>PeachE1992: </p>
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<div><lyrics>You now tuned to the muh'fuckin greatest<br />
Turn the music up in the headphones<br />
Tim, you can go and brush your shoulder off nigga<br />
I got you, yeah<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
If you feelin like a pimp nigga, go and brush your shoulders off<br />
Ladies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders off<br />
Niggaz is crazy baby, don't forget that boy told you<br />
Get, that, dirt off your shoulder<br />
<br />
I probably owe it to y'all, proud to be locked by the force<br />
Tryin to hustle some things, that go with the Porsche<br />
Feelin no remorse, feelin like my hand was forced<br />
Middle finger to the law, nigga grip'n my balls<br />
All the ladies they love me, from the bleachers they screamin<br />
All the ballers is bouncin they like the way I be leanin<br />
All the rappers be hatin, off the track that I'm makin<br />
But all the hustlers they love it just to see one of us make it<br />
Came from the bottom the bottom, to the top of the pots<br />
Nigga London, Japan and I'm straight off the block<br />
Like a running back, get it man, I'm straight off the block<br />
I can run it back nigga cause I'm straight with the Roc<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
<br />
You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder<br />
You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder<br />
You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder<br />
You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder<br />
<br />
Your homey Hov' in position, in the kitchen with soda<br />
I just whipped up a watch, tryin to get me a Rover<br />
Tryin to stretch out the coca, like a wrestler, yessir<br />
Keep the Heckler close, you know them smokers'll test ya<br />
But like, fifty-two cards when I'm, I'm through dealin<br />
Now fifty-two bars come out, now you feel 'em<br />
Now, fifty-two cars roll out, remove ceiling<br />
In case fifty-two broads come out, now you chillin<br />
with a boss bitch of course S.C. on the sleeve<br />
At the 40/40 club, ESPN on the screen<br />
I paid a grip for the jeans, plus the slippers is clean<br />
No chrome on the wheels, I'm a grown-up for real<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
<br />
You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder<br />
You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder<br />
You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder<br />
You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder<br />
<br />
Your boy back in the building, Brooklyn we back on the map<br />
Me and my beautiful beeeeeeeitch in the back of that 'Bach<br />
I'm the realest that run it, I just happen to rap<br />
I ain't gotta clap at 'em, niggaz scared of that black<br />
I drop that +Black, Album+ then I back, out it<br />
As the best rapper alive nigga ask about me<br />
From Bricks to Billboards, from grams to Grammys<br />
The O's to opposite, Orphan Annie<br />
You gotta pardon Jay, for sellin out the Garden in a day<br />
I'm like a young Marvin in his hey'<br />
I'm a hustler homey, you a customer crony<br />
Got some, dirt on my shoulder, could you brush it off for me?<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
<br />
You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder<br />
You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder<br />
You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder<br />
You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder<br />
<br />
You now tuned to the muh'fuckin greatest<br />
<br />
Best rapper alive, best rapper alive</lyrics></div>PeachE1992https://lyriki.com/index.php?title=Jay-Z:Encore&diff=62113Jay-Z:Encore2007-01-01T23:50:32Z<p>PeachE1992: </p>
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<div><lyrics>Thank you, thank you, thank you, you're far too kind<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
Now can I get an encore, do you want more<br />
Cookin raw with the Brooklyn boy<br />
So for one last time I need y'all to roar<br />
Now what the hell are you waitin for<br />
After me, there shall be no more<br />
So for one last time, nigga make some noise<br />
<br />
Who you know fresher than Hov'? Riddle me that<br />
The rest of y'all know where I'm lyrically at<br />
Can't none of y'all mirror me back<br />
Yeah hearin me rap is like hearin G. Rap in his prime<br />
I'm, young H.O., rap's Grateful Dead<br />
Back to take over the globe, now break bread<br />
I'm in, Boeing jets, Global Express<br />
Out the country but the blueberry still connect<br />
On the low but the yacht got a triple deck<br />
But when you Young, what the fuck you expect? Yep, yep<br />
Grand openin, grand closin<br />
God damn your man Hov' cracked the can open again<br />
Who you gon' find doper than him with no pen<br />
just draw off inspiration<br />
Soon you gon' see you can't replace him<br />
with cheap imitations for Dese Generations<br />
<br />
[Chorus 1/2]<br />
<br />
What the hell are you waiting forrrr?<br />
<br />
(sigh) Look what you made me do, look what I made for you<br />
Knew if I paid my dues, how will they pay you<br />
When you first come in the game, they try to play you<br />
Then you drop a couple of hits, look how they wave to you<br />
From Marcy to Madison Square<br />
To the only thing that matters in just a matter of years (yea)<br />
As fate would have it, Jay's status appears<br />
to be at an all-time high, perfect time to say goodbye<br />
When I come back like Jordan, wearin the 4-5<br />
It ain't to play games witchu<br />
It's to aim at you, probably maim you<br />
If I owe you I'm blowin you to smithereeens<br />
Cocksucker take one for your team<br />
And I need you to remember one thing (one thing)<br />
I came, I saw, I conquered<br />
From record sales, to sold out concerts<br />
So muh'fucker if you want this encore<br />
I need you to scream, 'til your lungs get sore<br />
<br />
OWWWW! It's star time<br />
This man is MADE! He's KILLIN all y'all jive turkeys<br />
Do y'all want more of the Jigga man?<br />
Well if y'all want more of the Jigga man<br />
Then I need y'all to help me, bring him back to stage<br />
Say Hova, c'mon say it!<br />
HO-VA! HO-VA! Are y'all out there? [crowd chants "HO-VA! HO-VA!"]<br />
Are y'all out there? C'mon, louder!<br />
Yeah, now see that's what I'm talkin bout<br />
They love you Jigga - they love you Jigga!<br />
<br />
I like the way this one feel<br />
It's so muh'fuckin soulful man!<br />
(Whoaaaaaahhhh, whoahhhhhhhhhhhhh, whoahhhhhhhhhhhhh)<br />
Yeah okay<br />
<br />
So this here is the victory lap<br />
Then I'm lea-vin, that's how you get me back<br />
After a year of them 16's, it's one point two<br />
And that's two point four, and I'm only doin two<br />
You wanted to gain attention new dudes<br />
I can get you BET and TRL too<br />
You wanna be in the public, send your budget<br />
Well fuck it, I ain't budgin!<br />
Young did it to death, you gotta love it<br />
Record companies told me I couldn't cut it<br />
Now look at me, all star-studded<br />
Golfer above par like I putted<br />
All cause the shit I uttered, was utterly ridiculous<br />
How sick is this?<br />
You want to bang, send Kanye change, send Just some dust<br />
Send Hip a grip, then you got' spit<br />
A little somethin like this, WOO!<br />
<br />
What the hell are you waiting forrrr?</lyrics></div>PeachE1992https://lyriki.com/index.php?title=Jay-Z:December_4th&diff=62112Jay-Z:December 4th2007-01-01T23:44:53Z<p>PeachE1992: </p>
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<div><lyrics>[Jay-Z's Mom]<br />
Shawn Carter was born December 4th<br />
Weighing in at 10 pounds 8 ounces<br />
He was the last of my 4 children<br />
The only one who didn't give me any pain when i gave birth to him<br />
And that's how I knew that he was a special child<br />
<br />
[Jay-Z]<br />
They say "they never really miss you til you dead or you gone"<br />
So on that note I'm leaving after this song<br />
So you ain't gotta feel no way about Jay so long<br />
At least let me tell you why I'm this way, Hold on<br />
I was conceived by Gloria Carter and Adaness Revees<br />
Who made love under the Siccamore tree <br />
Which makes me<br />
A more sicker M.C. and my momma would claim<br />
At 10 pounds when I was born I didn't give her no pain<br />
Although through the years I gave her her fair share<br />
I gave her her first real scare<br />
I made it from birth and I got here<br />
She knows my purpose wasn't purpose<br />
I ain't perfect I care<br />
But I feel worthless cause my shirts wasn't matchin my gear<br />
Now I'm just scratchin the surface cause what's burried under there<br />
Was a kid torn apart once his pop disappeared<br />
I went to school got good grades could behave when I wanted<br />
But I had demons deep inside that would raise when confronted<br />
Hold on<br />
<br />
[Jay-Z's Mom]<br />
Shawn was a very shy child growing up<br />
He was into sports<br />
And a funny story is<br />
At 4 he taught hisself how to ride a bike<br />
A two wheeler at that<br />
Isn't that special?<br />
But, i noticed a change in him when me and my husband broke up<br />
<br />
[Jay-Z]<br />
Now all the teachers couldn't reach me<br />
And my momma couldn't beat me<br />
Hard enough to match the pain of my pops not seeing me, SO<br />
With that distain in my membrain<br />
Got on my pimp game<br />
Fuck the world my defense came<br />
Then Dahaven introuced me to the game<br />
Spanish Jose introduced me to cane<br />
I'm a hustler now<br />
My gear is in and I'm in the in crowd<br />
And all the wavey light skinned girls is lovin me now<br />
My self esteem went through the roof man I got my swag<br />
Got a volvo from this girl when her man got bagged<br />
Plus i hit my momma with cash from a show that I had<br />
Supposedly knowin nobody paid Jaz wack ass<br />
I'm geting ahead of myself, by the way, I could rap<br />
That came second to me movin this crack<br />
Gimme a second I swear<br />
I will say about my rap career<br />
Til 96 came niggas I'm here<br />
Good-bye<br />
<br />
[Jay-Z's Mom]<br />
Shawn use to be in the kitchen<br />
Beating on the table and rapping<br />
And um, until the wee hours of the morning<br />
And then i bought him a boom box<br />
And his sisters and brothers said he would drive them nuts<br />
But that was my way to keep him close to me and out of trouble<br />
<br />
[Jay-Z]<br />
Good-bye to the game all the spoils, the adreneline rush<br />
Your blood boils you in a spot knowing cops could rush<br />
And you in a drop your so easy to touch<br />
No two days are alike<br />
Except the first and fifteenth pretty much<br />
And "trust" is a word you seldom hear from us<br />
Hustlers we don't sleep we rest one eye up<br />
And the drought to find a man when the well dries up<br />
You learn to work the water without workin thirst til die YUP<br />
And niggas get tied up for product<br />
And little brothers ring fingers get cut up<br />
To show mothers they really got em<br />
And this was the stress I live with til I decided<br />
To try this rap shit for a livin<br />
I Pray I'm forgiven<br />
For every bad decision I made<br />
Every sister I played<br />
Cause I'm still paranoid to this day<br />
And it's nobody fault I made the decisions I made<br />
This is the life I chose or rather the life that chose me<br />
<br />
If you can't respect that your whole perspective is wack<br />
Maybe you'll love me when I fade to black<br />
<br />
If you can't respect that your whole perspective is wack<br />
Maybe you'll love me when I fade to black<br />
[repeat 2 more times to fade]</lyrics></div>PeachE1992https://lyriki.com/index.php?title=File:AlbumArt-Jay-Z-The_Black_Album_(2003).jpg&diff=62110File:AlbumArt-Jay-Z-The Black Album (2003).jpg2007-01-01T23:31:35Z<p>PeachE1992: </p>
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<div></div>PeachE1992https://lyriki.com/index.php?title=Jay-Z:The_Black_Album_(2003)&diff=62109Jay-Z:The Black Album (2003)2007-01-01T23:31:24Z<p>PeachE1992: </p>
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<div>Jay-Z:The Black Album (2003)<br />
<br />
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# {{song link|Jay-Z|Public Service Announcement Interlude}}<br />
# {{song link|Jay-Z|Justify My Thug}}<br />
# {{song link|Jay-Z|Lucifer}}<br />
# {{song link|Jay-Z|Allure}}<br />
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{{C:Album|T|The Black Album}}</div>PeachE1992https://lyriki.com/index.php?title=Jay-Z:The_Black_Album_(2003)&diff=62108Jay-Z:The Black Album (2003)2007-01-01T23:30:49Z<p>PeachE1992: </p>
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<div>Jay-Z:The Black Album (2003)<br />
<br />
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| artist = Jay-Z<br />
| released = 2003<br />
| image = AlbumArt-Jay-Z-The Black Album (2003).jpg<br />
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# {{song link|Jay-Z|Interlude}}<br />
# {{song link|Jay-Z|December 4th}}<br />
# {{song link|Jay-Z|What More Can I Say}}<br />
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# {{song link|Jay-Z|Change Clothes}}<br />
# {{song link|Jay-Z|Dirt off Your Shoulder}}<br />
# {{song link|Jay-Z|Threat}}<br />
# {{song link|Jay-Z|Moment Of Clarity}}<br />
# {{song link|Jay-Z|99 Problems}}<br />
# {{song link|Jay-Z|Public Service Announcement Interlude}}<br />
# {{song link|Jay-Z|Justify My Thug}}<br />
# {{song link|Jay-Z|Lucifer}}<br />
# {{song link|Jay-Z|Allure}}<br />
# {{song link|Jay-Z|My 1st Song}}<br />
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{{C:Album|T|The Black Album}}</div>PeachE1992https://lyriki.com/index.php?title=Jay-Z:The_Black_Album_(2003)&diff=62107Jay-Z:The Black Album (2003)2007-01-01T23:24:55Z<p>PeachE1992: </p>
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<div>{{Album<br />
| album = The Black Album<br />
| artist = Jay-Z<br />
| released = 2003<br />
| image = AlbumArt-Jay-Z-The Black Album (2003).jpg<br />
| tracks = <br />
# {{song link|Jay-Z|Interlude}}<br />
# {{song link|Jay-Z|December 4th}}<br />
# {{song link|Jay-Z|What More Can I Say}}<br />
# {{song link|Jay-Z|Encore}}<br />
# {{song link|Jay-Z|Change Clothes}}<br />
# {{song link|Jay-Z|Dirt off Your Shoulder}}<br />
# {{song link|Jay-Z|Threat}}<br />
# {{song link|Jay-Z|Moment Of Clarity}}<br />
# {{song link|Jay-Z|99 Problems}}<br />
# {{song link|Jay-Z|Public Service Announcement Interlude}}<br />
# {{song link|Jay-Z|Justify My Thug}}<br />
# {{song link|Jay-Z|Lucifer}}<br />
# {{song link|Jay-Z|Allure}}<br />
# {{song link|Jay-Z|My 1st Song}}<br />
<br />
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{{C:Album|T|The Black Album}}</div>PeachE1992https://lyriki.com/index.php?title=Jay-Z:Minority_Report&diff=62106Jay-Z:Minority Report2007-01-01T23:02:30Z<p>PeachE1992: </p>
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<div><lyrics>[Various News Reports]<br />
The damage here along the gulf coast is catastrophic.<br />
There's a frantic effort under way tonight to find<br />
survivors. There are an uncounted number of the dead tonight... <br />
<br />
People are being forced to live like animals... <br />
<br />
We are desperate... <br />
<br />
No one says the federal government is doing a good job.. <br />
<br />
And hundreds and hundreds and hundreds of people... <br />
<br />
No water, I fought my country for years.. <br />
<br />
We need help, we really need help.. <br />
<br />
In Baghdad, they they drop, they air drop water, food to people..why cant they do that to their own people? <br />
<br />
The same idiots that can't get water into a major American city in less than three days are trying to win a war...<br />
<br />
[Jay-Z]<br />
People was poor before the hurricane came <br />
But the down pour poured is like when Mary J. sang <br />
Every day it rains, so every day the pain <br />
But ignored them, and showed em the risk was to blame <br />
For life is a chain, cause and effected <br />
Niggas off the chain because they affected <br />
It's a dirty game so whatever is effective <br />
From weed to selling kane, gotta put that in effect <br />
Wouldn't you loot, if you didn't have the loot? <br />
Baby needed food and you stuck on the roof <br />
Helicopter swooped down just to get a scoop <br />
Through his telescopic lens but he didn't scoop you <br />
The next five days, no help ensued <br />
They called you a refugee because you seek refuge <br />
The commander-in-chief just flew by <br />
Did he stop? No, he had a couple seats <br />
Just proved jet blue he's not <br />
Jet flew by the spot <br />
What if he ran out of jet fuel and just dropped <br />
hu,That woulda been something to watch <br />
Helicopters doing fly-bys to take a couple of shots <br />
Couple of portraits then ignored 'em <br />
He'd be just another bush surrounded by a couple orchids <br />
Poor kids just 'cause they were poor kids <br />
Left 'em on they porches same old story in New Orleans <br />
Silly rappers, because we got a couple Porches <br />
MTV stopped by to film our fortresses <br />
We forget the unfortunate <br />
Sure I ponied up a mill, but I didn't give my time <br />
So in reality I didn't give a dime, or a damn <br />
I just put my monies in the hands of the same people that left my people stranded <br />
Nothin' but a bandit <br />
Left them folks abandoned <br />
Damn, that money that we gave was just a band-aid <br />
Can't say we better off than we was before <br />
In synopsis this is my minority report <br />
Can't say we better off than we was before <br />
In synopsis this is my minority report<br />
<br />
[Ne-Yo]<br />
So many times I'm, covering my eyes <br />
Peeking through my fingers <br />
Tryin' to hide my, frustration at the way that we treat <br />
(Seems like we don't even care) <br />
Turn on the TV, seein' the pain <br />
Sayin' such a shame <br />
Then tryin' to go on with my life <br />
Of that, I too, am guilty <br />
(Seems like we don't even care) <br />
So we send a lil' money, tell 'em it's alright <br />
To be able to sleep at night <br />
You will pay that price <br />
While some of these folks' lost their whole life <br />
(Seems like we don't even care) <br />
Now it wasn't on the nightly news no more <br />
Suddenly it didn't matter to you no more <br />
In the end almost nothing changed <br />
What the hell, what was that for? <br />
(Seems like we don't even care) <br />
<br />
[Various News Reports]<br />
...Buses are on the way to take those people from New Orleans to Houston <br />
<br />
...They lyin' <br />
<br />
...People are dying at the convention center <br />
<br />
...Their government has failed them <br />
<br />
...George Bush doesn't care about black people</lyrics></div>PeachE1992https://lyriki.com/index.php?title=Jay-Z:Show_Me_What_You_Got&diff=62105Jay-Z:Show Me What You Got2007-01-01T22:57:01Z<p>PeachE1992: </p>
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<div><lyrics>This is State Of Emergency bitches<br />
What you want me to do? Im sorry!<br />
I'm back..hehehe<br />
UH, huh uh, lets go get 'em Just<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey<br />
Show me what you got, lil mama<br />
Show me what you got, pretty lady<br />
Show me what you got, shorty<br />
Show me what you got, baby<br />
Hands up and wave, wave, wave, wave<br />
<br />
Give the drummer some<br />
Shit I already gave the summer some<br />
It's the winter's turn<br />
Hovie Hov is the coldest, I'm just getting better with time<br />
I'm like Opus One<br />
Young, no two alike like a snowflake<br />
OK! Show me what you got baby<br />
Words is slurring engine purring<br />
Mami frontin but I'm so determined<br />
Shots of Patron, now she's in the zone<br />
I ain't talking about the two-trhee<br />
Mami in the zone like the homie 2-3<br />
Jordan or James, makes no difference<br />
Boo I'm ballin the same<br />
Nigga I am the Mike Jordan of recording<br />
Nigga You might want to fallback from recording<br />
But you right it's not important<br />
So it forced him to go for the hype<br />
For being brave and may applaud him<br />
Well misery I will assure them<br />
Oh baby just ignore them<br />
Truth or dare mami listen and learn<br />
I got a drop I just took off the top, it's your turn<br />
<br />
[Chorus x2]<br />
<br />
H O V A, gold bottles of the ace of spade<br />
Why even fool with these other guys, they all stingy<br />
All these dudes know how to say is gimme<br />
Gimme some head, gimme some brain<br />
Gimme your number, gimme your name<br />
But if I get one night baby girl I swear<br />
I'll make you tell these other dudes gimme got you here<br />
I'll take you shopping, take long trips<br />
I'll take the cork off, you can take sips<br />
I'll take you there, take my time<br />
Take you clothes off, I'll take off mine<br />
Ma, show me what you got<br />
Hovie in the spot tried to told you I was hot<br />
Tell these other dudes it's a wrap<br />
Get the fuck out the throne you clone, the King's back!<br />
Y'all got less than 2 months to get y'all thing together<br />
Good luck!<br />
<br />
[Chorus x2]<br />
<br />
Ladies and gentlemen the most incredible!<br />
H-O, uh huh<br />
H-O, uh huh<br />
Is back!<br />
Justin Blaze<br />
You Blaze that<br />
Roc-A-Fella Records<br />
Dynasty continues, y'all die<br />
Uh Huh, peace!</lyrics></div>PeachE1992https://lyriki.com/index.php?title=Jay-Z:Kingdom_Come&diff=62104Jay-Z:Kingdom Come2007-01-01T22:51:55Z<p>PeachE1992: </p>
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<div><lyrics>I don't know what life will be in H.I.P. H.O.P.<br />
Without the boy H.O.V.<br />
Not only N.Y.C. I'm hip hop's savior<br />
So after this flow you might owe me a favor<br />
When kingdom come, you ready?<br />
When kingdom come, I'm ready<br />
When kingdom come I'm ready<br />
(Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey!!!)<br />
<br />
Now everywhere I go they like HOV you back<br />
Up out the corner office out the coldasack<br />
Where's Iceberg Slim he was the coldest cat<br />
Get your swag back daddy where your focus at<br />
Got to admit a little bit I was sick of rap<br />
But despite that the boy is back<br />
And I'm so evolved I'm so involved<br />
I'm showing growth, I'm so in charge<br />
I'm C.E.O. and yeah going god<br />
I'm so indebted, I should have been deaded<br />
Sellin blow in the park, this I know in my heart<br />
Now I'm so enlightened I might glow in the dark<br />
I been up in the office you might know him as Clark<br />
But, just when you thought the whole world fell apart<br />
I - take off the blazer losen up the tie<br />
Step inside the booth Superman is alive<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
I will be The King Of New York I will be New York<br />
Not only N.Y.C. I'm hip hop's savior <br />
So after this flow you might owe me a favor<br />
When kingdom come, you ready? <br />
When kingdom come, uh huh<br />
Not only N.Y.C. I'm hip hop's savior<br />
So after this flow you might owe me a favor<br />
(Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey!!!)<br />
<br />
I hear "hurry up Hov" when I'm out in the public<br />
Cause niggas like it, you love it; We be it, you're of it<br />
You breathe it, we need it; bring it back to the hustlas<br />
Had to dust off the Hammer, dance - can't touch this<br />
C'mon playboys, bring the cars back out<br />
Cause ya boy Hov is back, you know them broads comin out<br />
Got 'em dancing on the bankhead, like they from Bankhead<br />
Fuck Cristal, so they ask me what we drinking<br />
I thought dudes remark was rude okay<br />
So I moved on to Dom Cuvee Rose<br />
And it's much bigger issues in the world, I know<br />
But I first had to take care of the world I know<br />
I'm from the bottom, so I still feel em from the bottom<br />
Underdog before my cape, still couldn't stop him<br />
Flash Gordon when recording, spark the light in the dark<br />
Peter Park, Spiderman, all I do is climb the charts<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
<br />
Just when they thought it was all over<br />
I put the whole world on my back and broad shoulders<br />
The War-Hova, but who you know took over tracks like that<br />
Guess what New York, New York - we back<br />
And I ain't never been afraid of a drought<br />
Since I was six, seventeen been gettin money down south<br />
Bout it, bout it, Master P<br />
Ask the nigga Pimp C, ask my homey Bun B<br />
I run the streets the streets don't run we<br />
Y'all run, we chill still waters run deep<br />
I repeat, sing a long with me<br />
I run the streets the streets don't run we<br />
Ladies sayin where you been Superman?<br />
When niggas spendin ten million in media on my hands<br />
The Bruce Wayne of the game have no fear<br />
When you need me just throw your ROC signs in the air, yeah!<br />
<br />
[Chorus]</lyrics></div>PeachE1992https://lyriki.com/index.php?title=File:AlbumArt-Jay-Z-Kingdom_Come_(2006).jpg&diff=62103File:AlbumArt-Jay-Z-Kingdom Come (2006).jpg2007-01-01T22:44:07Z<p>PeachE1992: </p>
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<div></div>PeachE1992https://lyriki.com/index.php?title=OutKast:Roses&diff=62018OutKast:Roses2007-01-01T17:13:01Z<p>PeachE1992: </p>
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<div><lyrics>[Andre 3000]<br />
Caroline! Caroline!<br />
All the guys would say she's mighty fine<br />
But mighty fine only got you somewhere half the time<br />
And the other half either got you cursed out, or coming up short<br />
Yeah, now dig this, even though<br />
You'd need a golden calculator to divide<br />
The time it took to look inside and realize that<br />
Real guys go for real down to Mars girls, yeah!<br />
<br />
[Chorus x2]<br />
I know you'd like to thank your shit don't stank<br />
But lean a little bit closer<br />
See that roses really smell like poo-oo-ooo<br />
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-oo-ooo<br />
<br />
[Andre 3000]<br />
Caroline! See she's the reason for the word bitch<br />
I hope she's speeding on the way to the club<br />
Trying to hurry up to get to some<br />
Baller or singer or somebody like that<br />
And try to put on her makeup in the mirror<br />
And crash, crash, crash.. into a ditch! (Just Playing!)<br />
She needs a golden calculator to divide<br />
The time it took to look inside and realize that<br />
Real guys go for real down to Mars girls, yeah!<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
<br />
[Big Boi]<br />
Well she's got a hotty body, but her attitude is potty<br />
When I met her at a party she was hardly acting naughty<br />
I said "Would you call me?"<br />
She said "Pardon me, are you ballin'?"<br />
I said "Darling, you sound like a prostitute pausing"<br />
Oh so you're one them freaks, get geeked at the sight of ATM receipts<br />
But game been peeped, dropping names she's weak<br />
Trickin' off this bitch is lost<br />
Must take me for a geek a quick way to eat<br />
A neat place sleep, a rent-a-car for a week, a trick for a treat<br />
Now go on the raw sex, my AIDS test is flawless<br />
Regardless, we don't want to get involved with no lawyers<br />
And judges just to hold grudges in a courtroom<br />
I wanna see ya support bra not support you!<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
<br />
Better come back down to Mars<br />
Girl, quit chasin' cars<br />
What happens when the dough get so low<br />
Bitch, you ain't that fine<br />
No way.. no way.. no way<br />
<br />
Crazy bitch<br />
Bitch, stupid ass bitch<br />
Old punk ass bitch, old dumbass bitch<br />
A bitch is a bitch, just a bitch [repeat x2]</lyrics></div>PeachE1992https://lyriki.com/index.php?title=OutKast:GhettoMusick&diff=62014OutKast:GhettoMusick2007-01-01T16:51:52Z<p>PeachE1992: </p>
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<div><lyrics>Turn me up, don't turn me down<br />
Cut me up, don't let me down<br />
<br />
Find, find a way<br />
Find a way to get out, wit out, hit out<br />
You dig in, dig out, you get out<br />
Ghettomusick, ghettomusick<br />
Find a way to get in, to fit in the ghetto<br />
You get out, wit out a dime<br />
Ghettomusick, ghettomusick<br />
Climbing out this hole (climbin' out this hole)<br />
With a frown on my face<br />
In the place to be, (in the place to be) and not to be at the same time<br />
G-h-e-t-t-o-m-u-s-i-c-k stay down<br />
O-u-t-k-a-s-t (oooh yeah) just know that we won't play round<br />
If feet don't stank like they stank then they can't swallow dat down<br />
Your battleship is sunk, I wish grandma could see us<br />
Find a way to get out, wit out, hit out<br />
You dig in, dig out, you get out<br />
Ghettomusick, ghettomusick<br />
Find a way to get in, the fit in the ghetto<br />
You get out, wit out a dime<br />
Ghettomusick, ghettomusick<br />
I just want you to know, how I feel<br />
Feeling good, feeling great<br />
Feeling great, feeling good, how are you?<br />
I just want you to know, how I feel<br />
Feeling good feeling great<br />
Feeling great, feeling good, how are you?<br />
<br />
Hot tub! Back to the bony of tony<br />
Ask my grandmama ettamay here and she show me<br />
How to be the smooth operator, dominator in the state of Georgia<br />
Hip hops there to destroy ya<br />
Leave a mother fucker open like a foyer<br />
He from the dirt now here come the paranoia<br />
A lawyer couldn't object or disrespect<br />
The technique, Sweat me, wipe off the sweat<br />
Fight off the shit and flush the waste down<br />
The pipes of my life flow deep into the ground<br />
Find my purpose on the surface of this earth is<br />
Plan it, standards, trust and the purpose<br />
Campaign in vein for the same lame fame, people obtain, you ought to be detained<br />
By the hip hop sheriff, locked up<br />
no possibility of getting out cause the shit you make is killing me and my ears, and my peers<br />
I hear the end is near, no fear<br />
we disappear, then reappear again in a fresh new light<br />
I hope its peaceful and cloudy cause if its not we gotta fight like, fight <br />
<br />
G-h-e-t-t-o-m-u-s-i-c-k stay down<br />
O-u-t-k-a-s-t just know that we won't play round<br />
If feet don't stank like they stank then they can't swallow dat down<br />
Your battleship is sunk, I wish grandma could see us<br />
Find a way to get out, wit out, hit out<br />
You dig in, dig out, you get out<br />
Ghettomusick, ghettomusick<br />
Find a way to get in, the fit in the ghetto<br />
You get out, wit out a dime<br />
Ghettomusick, ghettomusick<br />
I just want you to know, how I feel<br />
Feeling good, feeling great<br />
Feeling great, feeling good, how are you?<br />
I just want you to know, how I feel<br />
Feeling good feeling great<br />
Feeling great, feeling good, how are you?</lyrics></div>PeachE1992https://lyriki.com/index.php?title=OutKast:GhettoMusick&diff=62013OutKast:GhettoMusick2007-01-01T16:51:30Z<p>PeachE1992: </p>
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<div>Turn me up, don't turn me down<br />
Cut me up, don't let me down<br />
<br />
Find, find a way<br />
Find a way to get out, wit out, hit out<br />
You dig in, dig out, you get out<br />
Ghettomusick, ghettomusick<br />
Find a way to get in, to fit in the ghetto<br />
You get out, wit out a dime<br />
Ghettomusick, ghettomusick<br />
Climbing out this hole (climbin' out this hole)<br />
With a frown on my face<br />
In the place to be, (in the place to be) and not to be at the same time<br />
G-h-e-t-t-o-m-u-s-i-c-k stay down<br />
O-u-t-k-a-s-t (oooh yeah) just know that we won't play round<br />
If feet don't stank like they stank then they can't swallow dat down<br />
Your battleship is sunk, I wish grandma could see us<br />
Find a way to get out, wit out, hit out<br />
You dig in, dig out, you get out<br />
Ghettomusick, ghettomusick<br />
Find a way to get in, the fit in the ghetto<br />
You get out, wit out a dime<br />
Ghettomusick, ghettomusick<br />
I just want you to know, how I feel<br />
Feeling good, feeling great<br />
Feeling great, feeling good, how are you?<br />
I just want you to know, how I feel<br />
Feeling good feeling great<br />
Feeling great, feeling good, how are you?<br />
<br />
Hot tub! Back to the bony of tony<br />
Ask my grandmama ettamay here and she show me<br />
How to be the smooth operator, dominator in the state of Georgia<br />
Hip hops there to destroy ya<br />
Leave a mother fucker open like a foyer<br />
He from the dirt now here come the paranoia<br />
A lawyer couldn't object or disrespect<br />
The technique, Sweat me, wipe off the sweat<br />
Fight off the shit and flush the waste down<br />
The pipes of my life flow deep into the ground<br />
Find my purpose on the surface of this earth is<br />
Plan it, standards, trust and the purpose<br />
Campaign in vein for the same lame fame, people obtain, you ought to be detained<br />
By the hip hop sheriff, locked up<br />
no possibility of getting out cause the shit you make is killing me and my ears, and my peers<br />
I hear the end is near, no fear<br />
we disappear, then reappear again in a fresh new light<br />
I hope its peaceful and cloudy cause if its not we gotta fight like, fight <br />
<br />
G-h-e-t-t-o-m-u-s-i-c-k stay down<br />
O-u-t-k-a-s-t just know that we won't play round<br />
If feet don't stank like they stank then they can't swallow dat down<br />
Your battleship is sunk, I wish grandma could see us<br />
Find a way to get out, wit out, hit out<br />
You dig in, dig out, you get out<br />
Ghettomusick, ghettomusick<br />
Find a way to get in, the fit in the ghetto<br />
You get out, wit out a dime<br />
Ghettomusick, ghettomusick<br />
I just want you to know, how I feel<br />
Feeling good, feeling great<br />
Feeling great, feeling good, how are you?<br />
I just want you to know, how I feel<br />
Feeling good feeling great<br />
Feeling great, feeling good, how are you?</div>PeachE1992https://lyriki.com/index.php?title=OutKast:Rosa_Parks&diff=62012OutKast:Rosa Parks2007-01-01T16:48:06Z<p>PeachE1992: </p>
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<div><lyrics>[Hook]<br />
Ah ha, hush that fuss<br />
Everybody move to the back of the bus<br />
Do you wanna bump and slump with us<br />
We the type of people make the club get crunk<br />
<br />
[Big Boi]<br />
Many a day has passed, the night has gone by<br />
But still I find the time to put that bump off in your eye<br />
Total chaos, for these playas, thought we was absent<br />
We takin another route to represent the Dungeon Family<br />
Like Great Day, me and my nigga decide to take the back way<br />
We stabbing every city then we headed to that bat cave<br />
A-T-L, Georgia, what we do for ya<br />
Bull doggin hoes like them Georgetown Hoyas<br />
Boy you sounding silly, thank my Brougham aint sittin pretty<br />
Doing doughnuts round you suckas like then circles around titties<br />
Damn we the committee gone burn it down<br />
But us gone bust you in the mouth with the chorus now<br />
<br />
[Hook]<br />
<br />
I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game<br />
To stimulate then activate the left and right brain<br />
Said baby boy you only funky as your last cut<br />
You focus on the past your ass'll be a has what<br />
Thats one to live by or either that one to die to<br />
I try to just throw it at you determine your own adventure<br />
Andre, got to her station here's my destination<br />
She got off the bus, the conversation lingered in my head for hours<br />
Took a shower kinda sour cause my favorite group ain't comin with it<br />
But I'm witcha you cause you probably goin through it anyway<br />
But anyhow when in doubt went on out and bought it<br />
Cause I thought it would be jammin but examine all the flawsky-wawsky<br />
Awfully, it's sad and it's costly, but that's all she wrote<br />
And I hope I never have to float in that boat<br />
Up shit creek it's weak is the last quote<br />
That I want to hear when I'm goin down when all's said and done<br />
And we got a new joe in town<br />
When the record player get to skippin and slowin down<br />
All yawl can say is them niggas earned that crown but until then...<br />
<br />
[Hook x2]</lyrics></div>PeachE1992https://lyriki.com/index.php?title=OutKast:So_Fresh,_So_Clean&diff=61933OutKast:So Fresh, So Clean2006-12-31T22:31:38Z<p>PeachE1992: </p>
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<div><lyrics>[Chorus]<br />
Ain't nobody dope as me I'm dressed so fresh so clean<br />
(So fresh and so clean clean)<br />
Don't you think I'm so sexy I'm dressed so fresh so clean<br />
(So fresh and so clean clean)<br />
Ain't nobody dope as me I'm dressed so fresh so clean<br />
(So fresh and so clean clean)<br />
I love when you stare at me I'm dressed so fresh so clean<br />
(So fresh and so clean clean)<br />
<br />
[Big Boi]<br />
Sir Luscious got gator belts and patty melts and Monte Carlo's<br />
And El Dorado's I'm waking up out of my slumber feeling like Ralo<br />
So follow it's your time at the Apollo<br />
Minus the Kiki Shepard what about a ho in a leopard-print<br />
Teddy Pender-grass cooler than Freddie Jackson<br />
Sippin a milkshake in a snowstorm<br />
Left my throat warm in the dorm room at the AU<br />
We do hey you And might do some cake too<br />
But you must have me mistaken with them statements that you make<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
Ain't nobody dope as me I'm dressed so fresh so clean<br />
(So fresh and so clean clean)<br />
Don't you think I'm so sexy I'm dressed so fresh so clean<br />
(So fresh and so clean clean)<br />
Ain't nobody dope as me I'm dressed so fresh so clean<br />
(So fresh and so clean clean)<br />
I love when you stare at me I'm dressed so fresh so clean<br />
(So fresh and so clean clean)<br />
<br />
<br />
[Big Boi]<br />
Canary yellow, '79 Seville is on display<br />
My nigga Bungle whipped it up so I gone get my rims today<br />
So a nigga can ride out to the colorful hideout<br />
I'ma show you how to wild out like Jack Trippa<br />
Let me be bambino on your snippas<br />
YKK on yo zippa lick you like a lizard<br />
When I'm slizzard or sober 6 million ways to fold ya<br />
Like Noah I get crews to choose and you get pretty deep<br />
But i'll call yo ass round 8-ish I know you'll be there for me<br />
Cause<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
Ain't nobody dope as me I'm dressed so fresh so clean<br />
(So fresh and so clean clean)<br />
Don't you think I'm so sexy I'm dressed so fresh so clean<br />
(So fresh and so clean clean)<br />
Ain't nobody dope as me I'm dressed so fresh so clean<br />
(So fresh and so clean clean)<br />
I love when you stare at me I'm dressed so fresh so clean<br />
(So fresh and so clean clean)<br />
<br />
[Andre 3000]<br />
Those huge baby eyes get to runnin off at they mouth<br />
Tellin me everything that's on yo nasty mind<br />
They say your malnutrition in need of vitamin D<br />
And inviting me to that tingle in yo spine<br />
I love who you are I love who ya ain't you're so Ann Frank<br />
Let's hit the attic to hide out for bout two weeks<br />
With change and no chains and whips I do suck lips<br />
Till hips jerk and double time the boy next door's a freak<br />
Ha Ha<br />
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(And we are...) the coolest motherfunkers on the planet<br />
(In my mind...) the sky is fallin ain't no need to panic<br />
(But Oh oh.....) I got a stick and want yo automatic<br />
(Oh oh oh...) Compatible created in the attic<br />
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