shit serious, to my demise Jay shit's like cake mix, watch me rise Basics in the basement, waste it Asking my dog for advice so when he can't say shit My
, get it through to you You take my hand and let me lead you away Same old words again, he was just a friend That's what you told me, but you're my one
aborted, you and your mans get a pass This rhyme, you're operating on fuck time Y'all nigga ain't worth my shells, all y'all niggaz tryin to do is hurt my
like a girl who spend a little cash for her shoes Face natural, can I get at you? Saw a spot on the body look nice with a tattoo With my name, but didn
Sauce mothafuckin, jigga, feel this This goes out to my Brooklyn crew Put ya guns up in the air if ya feel me Fuck 'em all day, fuck 'em all night We
this Never sprung huh? Know my style I love bitches, thug bitches, shy bitches Rough bitches, don't matter you my bitches Gold diggers witcha eyes on my
donkey house down the block, belongs to me You criticize the way I walk, you wanna see my bankbook? I'm not a crook, I flipped the script and changed my
with deals Can't see me with the dough, uh In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of dough I need a whole lot of dough (For real) In my lifetime,
all your goons, lined up in adjoining rooms Like some wild cowboys coming to get me at high noon But my mind's like a flower in bloom Peep up, my eyes
whole block now, pumpin' my work My CD's is like keys for you Willie's who Like to floss my cassette tapes in sixty-two's And my singles like gems, you
make it's like a hundred for me And still you running around thinking you got something on me But I done did it and y'all want to take my flow, and run
' my waist, ran straight to Jazz house Like a stranger damn I just shot my nigga And ran off into the night as if it was not my nigga Left the scene,
't trying to be hard but I'm guilty as charged Put my mercy on this court and my faith in God And pray hard none of my nephews wanna be stars Lucky me
You did it, couldn't talk about it if you ain't lived it I from where niggas pull your car, and argue all day about Who's the best Mc's, Biggie, Jay-Z
Then get upset when I catch feelings Can I get a minute to breathe? An' in that minute you leave While I'm lookin' at my Rol' ice, spinnin' on my sleeve
Překlad: Jay-Z. Za mého života (Original Mix lyží).
Překlad: Jay-Z. Za mého života (Remix).
