Original Silence Lyrics Lil Wayne feat. Mack Maine

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
I'm so twisted...
Lil Tunechi in this bitch - tell them hoes I'm ready
Them niggas pissed off, call 'em R. Kelly
I'm higher than a bitch, I smoke that Keisha, Frank and Effy
Man, all of these broads on my Johnson like Betsy
Got a card in my pocket blacker than that nigga Wesley
Life is a bitch? Well, my bitch is sexy
First I'm on a jet, and then I'm on a jet ski
I make these female dogs heel like Giuseppes
Man, you be poppin' shit, and I be poppin' off
I'm full of alcohol like a cotton ball
I just pick 'em up and Mr. G just drop 'em off
I serve these hoes - Mr. Volleyball
Spikes on my shoes, that's them Lou-Bs
I'm on my Ps & Qs, smokin' QPs
Nigga, I'm chillin' - catch a cool breeze
I'll build a tree house if money grow on trees
Fuck with me wrong, I'll send your head to your mama
Death bed, nigga, where the fuck is your pyjamas?
Blood all day, period, no commas
Everybody tryna watch, but I'm timeless

[Hook]
Dark ass shades, I can’t see them haters
Now eat these fuckin bullets, don’t forget to tip the waiter
I don’t drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt
Bitch I’m on that Patron, fuck with me wrong and get murked
Got a silencer on the gun - that bitch go "pew"
That bitch go "pew", that bitch go "pew"
Got a silencer on the gun, that bitch go "pew"
Got a mean ass swagga, my bitches do too

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Bitch I'm from New Orleans, rest in peace Magnolia Shorty
And I come from Hollygrove, that bitch is wild as a safari
I go stupid, I go retarded, the grass is greener in my garden
Swagger meaner than the warden - Pow! Pow! Pow! I ain't with arguing
Leave a nigga leakin', if you scared go see the deacon
Got a silencer on the gun but them bullets still speakin'
Got a buncha bitches tweakin', to tell me all of their secrets
And if I get in that pussy, I'm on her walls like graffiti
You a dead pita bread, you're a fed ass nigga
I'm on my vampire, bloody red flag nigga
Fuckin' with Lil Tunechi, get your head smashed nigga
Hit you dead on the money, call that dead cash nigga
And it's... party time, excellent, Wayne's World
Party time, excellent, Wayne's World
Tonight I'll probly fuck another nigga girl
Party time, excellent, Wayne's World

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Mack Maine]
Mack in this bitch, tell them hoes I'm 'bout it
These niggas sweet, a bunch of fuckin' brownies
The fuck you talkin' 'bout? I’m a G like a thousand
I'm on my one two, and bitch I'm still countin'
You niggas got problems, well I got bigger problems
My guns all black, make me bring the nigga out 'em
You don’t want that, homie
Plus I got that pick-up on me, finger fuck Nina, she horny
You won’t see tomorrow morning, nigga
We so fuckin' cold, young money, money old
Life is full of choices and your bitch chose, nigga
I’m so HollyGrove, fuck them other niggas
And if the gun's strong I'll paint a fucking picture
You know what I’m on, a bag of that strong
You know where I’m going, bitch, I'm goin', goin', gone!
Nigga, holla at your boy, I don’t give a fuck
Got a silencer on the gun, make me shut you niggas up

[Hook]

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Hold On, We're Going Home (Remix) Lyrics Drake feat. Rick Ross

[Intro: Rick Ross]
Shorty I got more money than I've ever had
You the only thing I need right now
You make it all so simple
You my new thing

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
I fuck her like an addict
She fuck me like she mad at me
But it's all cool though
I flew out the niche just last week
When I'm away she send me pics in the sheets
...all my cars, and my sneaks
Wait, let me keep this shit simple
Fuck the radio, this just a nigga tempo
Fat boy, blue jeans, and a gold watch
Started at the bottom, and she rolled on top
Black Testarossa, 0-60 on the strip, she's explosive
Just got back from Dubai
Emirates live, flew in with 1.5
Never fold is the threshold
Like my mother sayin', now never let go
Hood nigga with a...
Bad bitch, but she special
Went home, and I prayed for an angel
Appeared in the dark, here to take away the pain too
War wounds on the big dawg
But she get the ball like it's tip off
Watch D-Wade, got two seats
Got her everything but the...
Cardier wings, nigga, two seats
Nigga gettin' money like a new Meech
We the knights of the Templar
Dirty little nigga with ten cars
This whole click another Enron
Baby girl it's time for you to get gone
There's a shoulder just to lean on
Rozay baby, and the team strong

[Bridge: Drake]
I got my eyes on you, you're everything that I see
I want your hot love and emotion endlessly
I can't get over you, you left your mark on me
I want your hot love and emotion endlessly

Cause you're a good girl and you know it
You act so different around me
Cause you're a good girl and you know it
I know exactly who you could be

[Hook: Drake]
Just hold on we're going home
Just hold on we're going home
It's hard to do these things alone
Just hold on we're going home

[Bridge + Hook]

[Interlude: Majid Jordan]
You're the girl, you're the one
Gave you everything I loved
I think there's something, baby
I think there's something, baby

[Partial Bridge + Hook]

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Don't Kill My Vibe (Freestyle) Lyrics Game

[Verse 1: Game]
Bitch, don't kill my vibe - nigga, don't blow my high
Wake up in a Bugatti but I'm in a Maserati when I'm on the 405
I'm king of the motherfuckin' Westside
Two dubs up when the TEKs fly
"Bla! Bla! Bla! Bla! Bla! Bla! Bla! Bla!"
Turn a 600 to an S5
Compton made me direct this ending
Like my little nigga Kendrick, props to Jay-Z
Got a Rocky pendant and a drop Mercedes
I'll been gone 'til November but I'm not from Haiti
I'm a C-O-M-P-T-O-N, N-I
Double G A like a young D-Wade
Brought my city a championship by myself
And niggas think I'm doin' this shit for my health
I am, don't make me go HAM, 4-5
Go blam, I was just protecting my wealth
Matte black Bentley, all-black pennies
Black Tom Ford shades, I'm 'bout to go stealth
All black everything...
Trap Wesley Snipes inside Tiffany's wedding ring
Nigga, never get out...
I'm constipated, just tryna get my shit out
False alarm, I can't do #2
Pee on you peons for eons and eons
Used to intercept niggas, rock like Deion
Sellin' white packs out my grandmama's Neon
Ask my nigga Breon...
I played 'Pac's brother in this classic movie
No relationship to Leon...
When I spit for Dre I had a nigga forehead like a nigga was a klingon
No album out, I'm on 106 like a nigga put Free on
Any beat that I breathe on or be on, I be gone
I brawl like I'm out in Maryland, Georgetown, Michigan
Florida, watch a nigga get his UNC on
Baby Jordans for my baby daughter
No Harold Miner, can I get my USC on?
Eight cars in my driveway, sideways
Horsepower make the Lamborghini fly away
I am the shit when I step out the Six
And I step at your bitch in my brand new kicks
...you bitch... don't act brand new
'Cause you suck on my dick when you walk in my crib
Airplane mode, won't be no duck lips next to Van Gogh
Dance with the devil, I learned to tango
"S" on the metal, I wrapped the Range Rove
Ride to my limits inside the Infinite
God is my witness, I've got the roof in it
Designed to go win it
Mismatched rims on the motherfuckin' Phantom
Nigga, nigga on God, I'mma spend it
Compton... Westside, and I'm riding with Kendrick

[Outro: Kendrick]
I am a sinner who's probably gonna sin again
Lord forgive me, Lord forgive me
Things I don't understand
Sometimes I need to be alone
Bitch don't kill my vibe, bitch don't kill my vibe
I can feel your energy from two planets away
I got my drink, I got my music
I would share it but today I'm yelling
Bitch don't kill my vibe, bitch don't kill my vibe
Bitch don't kill my vibe, bitch don't kill my vibe
You ain't heard a chorus like this in a long time
Don't you see that long line

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Hollywood Lyrics Game feat. Scarface

[Verse 1: Game] Open up the mind of a killer Niggas on the front line, strong as gorillas Another dead body in the mist Compton tattooed on his stomach Ain't that a bitch? Hub city with, buck fifty Reunite with G-unit? Bitch, fuck 50 Look, take this dick or take this hit We do it big, keep our bitches on that fey-fey shit So what it is, let me tell you what it ain't Niggas trying to leave the city but they can't Stuck on Central and Rosecrans America meet the dope man More gold than Trinidad James, guns in both hands Fiends smokin' rock outta Coke cans Seduced by that white girl, Marilyn Monroe man You got some weed, and the Molly good Now take your bitch-ass to Hollywood Now take your bitch-ass to Hollywood Now take your bitch-ass to Hollywood [Verse 2: Scarface] Light, camera, action, you're gone Hollywood swing, but when I catch you it's on The streets got 3 simple rules we abide by Hear no evil, speak none, you through blind eyes Niggas need to learn to keep they mouth shut Nosey motherfuckers get their ass shot the fuck up It's money over everything, trust me So I'mma let my nuts hang, and plus we've Been known to pull them murderous stunts And get away scot-free, niggas puffin' they blunts And gettin' down in they movie room My niggas Loonie Tunes That's when it's fuck me, then it's fuck you I'm all day plottin' on that get-back And when it's all mapped out, you finna get that I show a motherfucker where the strength at I said I had an army and I meant that So if Holly wanna hide in California then Holly could But I've got killers off in Holly-hood So take your bitch-ass out to Hollywood Take your bitch-ass out to Hollywood

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J. Cole - Can I Holla At Ya

This is my favorite song off of J. Cole’s mixtape Truly Yours.                                                       lyrics.

 [Intro: Lauryn Hill]
One day you're gonna understand

[J.Cole]
Can I holla at you?
Let me holla at you!

[Verse 1: J. Cole]
Special, never forget the day I met you
We was destined for each other like a, son to his mother
Or a, sister and brother, man this bond is deep
We go a couple years and don't even speak, but know it's love though
Could never let em' dirty your name I got the utmost respect for you
Came back home and had to check for you
Word round town is you locked down
Some older nigga snatched you up gave you a rock now
Damn, hey could it be, she like "if you was me you wouldn't wait for me
Living fast and wouldn't mash the brakes for me"
Big city slicker nigga on a higher track
Bigger now but when she send a letter always write her back
And time revealed, she feels that she settled too soon
While she see me go for mines and she admire that
We speak about time as if we could just buy it back
If only it was that simple, damn I miss you

[Hook]
Can I holla at you
Can I holla at you
Let me holla at you
Yeah I know its been a while, but ain't no better time then now
Can I holla at you
Can I holla at you
Ay, let me holla at you
Yeah I know its been a while, but

[Verse 2: J. Cole]
You betrayed me
The day you played my momma you played me
Can't believe I let you in my heart nigga
I should've, followed my instincts a stranger in my house
Only five years old but sense danger in my house
I was too young to scrap you but damn if I ain't want to
I'm blowing up fast and I hope these words haunt you
Uh, thirteen years knew you more then my real pops
Put me on to 'Pac, and all the rappers that killed cops
Who would've thought you'd leave my momma high and dry
Last words to a bitch nigga "why you lie?"
Feeling bitter so these words might seem jumbled
When you left I watched that lady crumble
I know by now you probably a old man
But I still I feel I won't be satisfied until we throw hands
For all the ass whoppings
Heard you tryna' talk, tell that punk don't call me
You ain't shit and I'm scared it rubbed off on me

[Hook]
[Verse 3: J. Cole]
I heard you on that shit I hope it ain't true
Was hard to holla at you last time I came through
Could barely recognize you, naw nigga this ain't you
Cause you ain't lookin' like that nigga that I once knew
And plus you act like you don't know me
We was homies, now you call me by my rap name
See me do my thing, you expecting me to act strange
Ain't holla but you on my mind nigga
I dont forget the good times nigga
White tee's in the club, jeans baggy as fuck
Sometimes I look back on my life, that was the happiest stuff
We had potential to be monumental, 'ville mentality
You know that old kill or be killed mentality
I look at where you at now it's a, real fatality
Cause where you supposed to be is on top, close to me
Chasin' hoes like the old days, but now we overseas, dawg
Congratulations on your seed
Yo my nigga can I holla at you

[Hook]

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Ludacris - Rest Of My Life Lyrics

Artist: Ludacris Featuring Usher & David Guetta
Song: Rest Of My Life


Lyrics:
If you live for something, you're not alone, my friend
So fill up your cup and, lift your lighter, and toast to life

                                   Luda!
They say what don't kill me, can make me stronger
So two drinks a night should help me live longer
I blow some smoke just to give my lungs a test
Because why tip-toe through life, to arrive safely at death
I'm on a journey, yeah, I'm on a roll
Sometimes gotta close my eyes, just to open my soul
And tonight is the night, I gotta feeling that I'm about act a fool
So if you go fix some drinks me and usher are about to break some rules

That's somewhere to go but the world is moving slow
I was born for the fast life
I go for broke, a lesson I can't afford
But for what it's worth I'm ready to play for the rest of my life
For the rest of my life

                                    [Beat break]
If I got one life to live, I'mma party til I'm death
What the hell is a life worth living if it's not on the edge
Tryna keep my balance I'm twisted so just in case I fall
Written on my tombstone should say women, weed and alcohol

That's somewhere to go but the world is moving slow
I was born for the fast life
I go for broke, a lesson I can't afford
But for what it's worth I'm ready to play for the rest of my life
For the rest of my life

                               [Beat break]
If you live for something, you're not alone, my friend
So fill up your cup and, lift your lighter, and toast to life

I'm stuck in this moment, freeze the hands of time
Cause I feel inner peace when I'm outta my mind
And you can call me crazy but I like to roll the dice
So I'm willing to bet that I'mma be crazy for the rest of my life
For the rest of my life
For the rest of my life....

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DMX - They Don’t Really Know Lyrics

Artist: DMX
Album:
Song: They Don’t Really Know
Lyrics:

[Chorus]
Ya’ll don’t really know,
They don’t really know,
Ya’ll don’t really know,
They don’t really know,
Ya’ll don’t really know,
They don’t really know,

[Verse 1]
Check it,
Sky’s the limit so I’m reaching for the stars,
im tired of being that n-gga that they keep behind bars (bars)
whats good, you got it, I’ma take yours,
im hood, f-ck a gun, i break jaws,
understood, its nothing to bang for the cause,
and I should cos you frontin’ bang with the force,
rats playin’ in the walls, cats playin’ in the halls,
but n-ggas know after a certain hour stay indoors,
cos im not responsible for what I might do,
or what might happen if dog come through
its gon’ be a problem cos man if i catch em I’ma rob em,
pleeeease somebody stop em,
but for that its too late, i gotta eat,
you aint, you straight,
I aint gon take it all… today!
you can say what you want but cha know the truth,
X is a beast in the streets and the booth.

[Chorus]
Ya’ll don’t really know,
They don’t really know,
Ya’ll don’t really know,
They don’t really know,
Ya’ll don’t really know,
They don’t really know,

[Verse 2]
Beast on the track like Wolverine (rine)
Imma pitbull but got wolves on the team (team)
it ain’t what it seems (seems)
dont get it twisted (man)
imma let you know just in case y’all missed it (f-ggot)
got me f-cked up if you thought that I fell off (come on)
now n-ggas wanna ride d-ck get the hell off,
come on Chulo, we both know you culo,
I know and you know that you the one that you knows,
beefing for real, n-gga I sleep with the steel,
and keep sh-t real, i creep sh-t still,
aint nothing changed but the date and the year,
n-ggas make threats yet they wait for a year,

[Chorus]
Ya’ll don’t really know,
They don’t really know,
Ya’ll don’t really know,
They don’t really know,
Ya’ll don’t really know,
They don’t really know...

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Drake - Successful Lyrics

Artist: Drake Featuring Trey Songz & Lil Wayne
Song: Successful

Lyrics:

 Money, money, cars, cars
Clothes, clothes, the hoes
I suppose, yeah

I want the money, money and the cars, cars
And the clothes, the hoes I suppose
I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful

Drizzy, ah yeah, Trey, I fuckin' feel you
They be starin' at the money like it's unfamiliar
I get it, I live it, to me there's nothings realer
Just enough to solve your problems, too much will kill ya

And when I leave I always come right back here
The young spit'a that everybody in rap fear
A lot of y'all are still soundin' like last year
The game needs change and I'm the mofucking cashier

Nickels for my thoughts, dimes in my bed
Quarters of the kush shape the lines in my head
Take my verses too serious, ya hate me
'Cause I'm the one to paint a vivid picture no HD

Yeah, I want it all, that's why I strive for it
Dis me and you'll never hear a reply for it
Any awards show or party I get fly for it
I know that it's comin' I just hope that I'm alive for it

I want the money, money and the cars, cars
And the clothes, the hoes I suppose
I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful

Yeah, I want things to go my way
But as of late a lot of shit been goin' sideways
And my mother tried to runaway from home
But I left somethin' in the car and so I caught her in the driveway

And she cried to me so I cried too
And my stomach was soakin' wet, she only 5'2
And forty eight hours was all before I showed up
And brought a thousand dollars worth of drinks and got pulled up

Damn, my reality just set in
And even when the Phantom's leased them hoes wanna get in
I do a lot of things hopin' I neva have to fit in
So tryin' to keep up with my progress is like a dead end

My girl love me but fuck it, my heart beat slow
And right now the tour bus is lookin' like a freak show
And life change for us every single week
So it's good but I know this ain't the peak though 'cause I want

I want the money, money and the cars, cars
And the clothes, the hoes I suppose
I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful

Wise words from a decent man
Back when I was tryin' to put a ring on Alicia Hand
This lost boy got fly without Peter Pan
And my delivery just got me buzzin' like the pizza man

In person I am everything and more
I'm everywhere these other niggas never been before
But inside I'm treadin' waters steady tryin' to swim ashore
I'm on a shoppin' spree to get whateva is in store

Yeah, just call me "Shop And Bag Drizzy"
And call me "Mr. Damn", he ain't copin' that is he
And fans of these freshman is about to get iffy
While this youngin' that you doubtin' is about to get busy

I'ma kill it, I promise this, I know you mad
I've always treated my city like some shoulder pads
To big homie use a flash if you must
And I swear I ain't askin' for much, all I want is

I want the money, money and the cars, cars
And the clothes, the hoes I suppose
I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful

It's like I know what I got to say
I just don't know how to say it to you

Pardon the swag but bitches cartate
Long bread, I don't eat shortcake
How come I can't miss a woman
Like I can't miss court dates

Cheese but she's not in this portrait
Life's fine but I do not portray
I'm on the other side but it is a sharp gate
I don't want the glow, I want the glo'ray

And I'ma fuck the world but this is just foreplay
Tired of hearing bullshit, bring her on to cow shit
Haven't met a smell that's stinkier than shit
That's word to Toronto

So high up I got birds in the condo
Ain't that a female dog
Ask her who I am to her and she yell, God
Weezy baby, I go real hard, no further details, boy

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50 Cent - Hard Rock Lyrics

Artist: 50 Cent & Ester Dean
Album: (2009)
Song : Hard Rock

 Lyrics:

 [Ester Dean]
Here we go ready hard rock
Here we go ready hard rock

[Chorus - 50 cent]
What ya talkin bout
What ya talkin bout
What ya talkin bout
What ya talkin bout (my ass)
(x3)

[Ester Dean]
You can touch wherever you want
please don’t touch my ass

[50 cent]
I like the way that you pop it,
you know you turn me on,
i know the way that you move it you really got me going,
girl you make … say nothing the way your body talk,
me I’m just patiently waiting to see you take it off,
Shawty not complicated, I mean don’t complicate it,
I wanna get you off the floor, you and i be fornicating,
thats how it’s supposed to go,
I know you know just how to drop it low,
drop drop it low, drop it low,
dr dr drop it low,

[Ester Dean]
All my ladies let me see you throw your legs up,
put your hands up ladies put your hands up,
and all the fellas grab my ta ta’s,
fellas grab your mama,
you can touch wherever you want
please don’t touch my ass,

[Chorus]
only a hood girl no good girl,
maybe a superfreak,
i dont wanna talk girl, i wanna f-ck girl,
then maybe we can grab a bite to eat,
if you wanna play games we can play games,
for you can play with me all day,
we dont have to wait girl we can mate girl,
we can get it in right away,
funny how you like it,
i’ll give it to you every way you want,
not like a cow girl, you hesitating baby get up on it,
off that shy sh-t,
off them good girl games,
off now all clothes,
off when you walk with me,

[Ester Dean]
All my ladies let me see you throw your legs up,
put your hands up ladies put your hands up,
and all the fellas grab my ta ta’s,
fellas grab your mama,
you can touch wherever you want
please don’t touch my ass,

[Chorus]

[Ester Dean]
I’ll scream make a scene if you touch that,
thats right I’ll fight if you rub that,
i know its all about it,
…..
girls stop playing with me,
[Chorus x2]

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Jay-Z - Empire State of Mind Lyrics

Artist: Jay-Z feat Alicia Keys
Album: The Blueprint 3 (2009)
Song: Empire State of Mind

Lyrics:

[Jay-Z]
Yeah,
Yeah, Imma up at Brooklyn,
now Im down in Tribeca,
right next to DeNiro,
But i’ll be hood forever,
I’m the new Sinatra,
and since i made it here,
i can make it anywhere,
yeah they love me everywhere,
i used to cop in Harlem,
all of my dominicanos
right there up on broadway,
brought me back to that McDonalds,
took it to my stash spot,
5-60 State street,
catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons whipping Pastry,
cruising down 8th street,
off white lexus,
driving so slow but BK is from Texas,
me I’m up at Bed Stuy,
home of that boy Biggie,
now i live on billboard,
and i brought my boys with me,
say wat up to Ty Ty, still sipping Mai-tai
sitting courtside Knicks and Nets give me high fives,
N-gga i be Spiked out, i can trip a referee,
tell by my attitude that I most definitely from…

[Alicia Keys]
In New York,
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of,
There's nothing you can’t do,
Now you’re in New York,
these streets will make you feel brand new,
the lights will inspire you,
let's hear it for New York, New York, New York

[Jay-Z]
I made you hot n-gga,
Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game,
shit i made the yankee hat more famous than a yankee can,
you should know I bleed Blue, but I aint a crip tho,
but i got a gang of n-ggas walking with my clique though,
welcome to the melting pot,
corners where we selling rocks,
afrika bambaataa shit,
home of the hip hop,
yellow cap, gypsy cap, dollar cab, holla back,
for foreigners it aint fitted they forgot how to act,
8 million stories out there and they're naked,
cities is a pity half of y’all won’t make it,
me i gotta plug Special Ed and i got it made,
If Jeezy’s payin LeBron, I’m paying Dwayne Wade,
3 dice cee-lo
3 card Monte,
labor day parade, rest in peace Bob Marley,
Statue of Liberty, long live the World trade,
long live the king yo,
I’m from the empire state that's…

[Alicia Keys]
In New York,
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of,
There's nothing you can’t do,
Now you’re in New York,
these streets will make you feel brand new,
the lights will inspire you,
let's hear it for New York, New York, New York
Welcome to the bright light..

[Jay-Z]
Lights is blinding,
girls need blinders
so they can step out of bounds quick,
the side lines is blind with casualties,
who sipping life casually, then gradually become worse,
don’t bite the apple Eve,
caught up in the in crowd,
now your in-style,
and in the winter gets cold en vogue with your skin out,
the city of sin is a pity on a whim,
good girls gone bad, the cities filled with them,
Mami took a bus trip and now she got her bust out,
everybody ride her, just like a bus route,
Hail Mary to the city your a Virgin,
and Jesus can’t save you life starts when the church ends,
came here for school, graduated to the high life,
ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight,
MDMA got you feeling like a champion,
the city never sleeps better slip you a Ambien

[Alicia Keys]
In New York,
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of,
There's nothing you can’t do,
Now you’re in New York,
these streets will make you feel brand new,
the lights will inspire you,
let's hear it for New York, New York, New York
[Alicia Keys]
One hand in the air for the big city,
Street lights, big dreams all looking pretty,
no place in the World that can compare,
Put your lighters in the air, everybody say yeaaahh
come on, come,
yeah,

[Alicia Keys]
In New York,
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of,
There's nothing you can’t do,
Now you’re in New York,
these streets will make you feel brand new,
the lights will inspire you,
let's hear it for New York, New York, New York

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Jay-Z - On To The Next One Lyrics

Artist: Jay-Z feat Swizz Beats
Album: The Blueprint 3 (2009)
Song: On To The Next One

 Lyrics:


(Swizz Beats -Chorus)
I got a million ways to get it
Choose one (choose one)
Hey, bring it back (bring it back)
Now double your money and make a stack

I’m on to the next one
On to the next one
On to the next one
On to the next one
On to the next one
On to the next one
On to the next one

Hold up, freeze

Somebody bring me back some money please,

(Jay-Z)
Hov on that new shit n-ggas like how come
N-ggas want my old sh-t, buy my old album
N-ggas stuck on stupid, I gotta keep it moving
N-ggas make the same sh-t, me I make the blueprint

Came in Range, hopped out the Lexus
every year since i’ve bin on that next sh-t
traded in the gold for the platinum rolex’s
Now a n-gga wrist match the status of my records

Used to rock a throwback, ballin on the corner
Now I rock a teller suit looking like a owner
No im not a Jonus brother I’m a grown up
No I’m not a virgin I use my cahonas

I move forward the only direction
cant be scared to fail Search and perfection
Gotta keep it fresh even when we sexing
but don’t be mad at him when he’s on to the next one

Freeze

(Chorus)

[Verse 2]
F-ck a throwback jersey cos we on to the next one,
and f-ck that autotune cos we oohhhhn,
and n-ggas don’t be mad cos it’s all about progression,
loiterers should be arrested, I used to drink Kristal,
muthaf-ckers racist, so I switched Gold Bottles on to that spade sh-t,
you gon have another drink or you just gon babysit,
on to the next one, somebody call da waitress,
Baby i’m a boss, i dunno what they do,
I don’t get dropped, I dropped the label,
World can’t hold me, too much ambition,
always knew it’d be like this when I was in the kitchen,
n-ggas in the same spots, me I’m dodging rain drops,
meaning i’m on vacay, chillin on a big yacht,
yeah i go ton flip flops, white louie boat shoes,
you should grow the f-ck up,
come here let me coach you,
Hold up,

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Uh, Big pimpin in the house now,
bought the land, tore the muthaf-cking house down,
bought the car, tore the muthaf-cking roof off,
ride clean, i don’t ever take the shoes off,
bought the jeep, tore the muthaf-cking doors off,
foot out dat b-tch about to sh-t like a skateboard,
navigation on tryin to find my next thrill,
feelin myself i don’t even need an x pill,
can’t chill but my neck will,
haters really gon be mad off my next deal,
uh, i dont know hwy they really worry bout my pockets,
meanwhile i had Oprah chillin in the projects,
had her out in Bed Stuy chillin on the steps,
drinking quarter waters gotta be the best,
MJ at summerjam, Obama on the text,
y’all should be afraid of what I’m gonna do next.
Hold up,

[Chorus]

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Eminem - The Warning Lyrics

Artist: Eminem
Song: The Warning (Mariah Carey Diss)
Album:

Lyrics:
 Only reason I dissed you in the first place is because you denied seeing me,
Now I’m pissed off.

Sit back homey relax, in fact grab a six pack, kick back while I kick facts,
Yeah Dre sick track, perfect way to get back
Wanna hear something wick wack?
I got the same exact tat that’s on Nicks back
I'm obsessed now,
Oh gee, is that supposed to be me in the video with the goatee,
Wow Mariah, didn’t expect her to go balls out,
Bitch, shut the fuck up before I put all them phone calls out,
you made to my house when you was wild n out before Nick,
When you was on my dick and give you somethin to smile about,
How many times you fly to my house? Still trying to count,
Better shut your lying mouth if you don’t want Nick finding out,
You probably think cuz it’s been so long if I had something on you I woulda did it by now,
Oh on the contrary, Mary Poppins,
I’m mixing our studio session down and sending it to mastering to make it loud,
Enough dirt on you to murder you,
This is what the fuck I do,
Mariah, it ever occur to you that I still have pictures?
However you prefer to do and that goes for Nick too, faggot
You think I’m scared of you?
You gonna ruin my career you better get one,
Like Ima sit and fight with you over some slut bitch cunt that made me put up with her psycho ass over 6 months
and only spread her legs to let me hit once,
Yeah, what you gonna say? I’m lucky?
Tell the public that I was so ugly that you fucking had to be drunk to fuck me?
Second base? What the fuck you tell Nick, pumpkin?
In the second week we was dry humping. Its gotta count for something,
Listen, girly.
Surely you don’t want me to talk about how I nutted early 'cos ejaculated prematurely and bust all over your belly,
and you almost started hurling and said I was gross, go get a towel your stomachs curling.
Or maybe you do.
But if I’m embarrassing me, I’m embarrassing you and don’t you dare say it isn’t true.
As long as the songs getting airplay I’m dissing you.
I’m a hair away from getting carried away and getting sued.
I was gonna stop at 16. That was 32. This is 34 bars. We aint even third of the way through.
Damn, Slim. Mariah played you. Mariah who?
Oh did I say whore, Nick? I meant a liar too.
Like I’ve been goin off on you all this time for no reason,
Girl you out ya alcholic mind. Check ya wine cellar. Look at all the amounts of all the wine,
Like I fuckin sit around and think about you all the time,
I just think this shit is funny when I pounce you on a rhyme.
But fuck it now I’m about to draw the line.
And for you to cross it that’s a mountain that I doubt you wanna climb.
I can describe areas of your house you wouldn’t find on an episode of Cribs,
A blow below the ribs if I hear another word so don’t go opening your jibs,
cos every time you do its just an overload of fibs,
I aint saying this shit again, ho, you know what it is.
Its a warning shot for I blow up ya whole spot,
Call my bluff and I'll release every fucking thing I got,
Including the voicemails right before you flipped your top,
When me and Luis were tryin to stick two CDs in the same spot,

(Slim Shady I love you)
I love you too
Let me whisper sweet nothings into your ear, boo. Now what you say?
(It's nothing)
Yeah so what I'll do?
Is refresh your memory when you said I want you
Now should I keep going or should we call truce?
(You think you’re cute, right? Hahaha)
You bet your sweet ass I do
(I’m Mary Poppins, b)
And I’m Superman, ooo
(Mary P. Slim Shady)
Comin at you
So if you’ll still be my (babygirl)
Then I’ll still be your (Superhero, Wilma M.)
Yeah, I’m right here
(You like this)
Nope. Not anymore, Dear.
It cuts like a (knife) when I tell ya get a (life)
But I’m movin on with mine
Nick, is that your (wife)
Well tell her to shut her mouth then I'll leave her alone,
If she don’t (sing this script?) then Ima just keep goin.
(I see Mary Ann. Mary Ann's saying cut the tape, cut the tape. Knife!)

Eminem - The Warning Lyrics
(Mariah Carey Diss)

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Eminem - Beautiful Lyrics

Artist: Eminem
Song: Beautiful
Album:

Lyrics:
 Lately I've been hard to reach, I've been too long on my own
Everybody has a private world, where they can be alone
Are you calling me? Are you trying to get through?
Are you reaching out for me? I'm reaching out for you

I'm just so fucking depressed, I just can't seem to get out this slump
If I could just get over this hump, but I need something to pull me out this dump
I took my bruises, took my lumps, fell down and I got right back up
But I need that spark to get psyched back up, in order for me to pick the mic back up
I don't know how or why or when, I ended up in this position I'm in
I'm starting to feel distant again, so I decided just to pick this pen
Up and try to make an attempt to vent, but I just can't admit, or come to grips
With the fact that I may be done with rap, I need a new outlet
And I know some shit's so hard to swallow, but I just can't sit back and wallow
In my own sorrow, but I know one fact: I'll be one tough act to follow
One tough act to follow, (I'll be) one tough act to follow
Here today, gone tomorrow, but you'd have to walk a thousand miles...

In my shoes, just to see, what it's like, to be me
I'll be you, let's trade shoes, just to see what it'd be like to
Feel your pain, you feel mine, go inside each others' minds
Just to see, what we'd find, look at shit through each others' eyes

But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful (Ohhhh)
They can all get fucked, just stay true to you (Sooooo)
Don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful (Ohhhh)
They can all get fucked, just stay true to you (Sooooo)

I think I'm starting to lose my sense of humor, everything's so tense and gloom, I
Almost feel like I gotta check the temperature of the room, just as soon as
I walk in, it's like all eyes on me, and so I try to avoid any eye contact
Cause if I do that, then it opens the door for conversation, like I want that
I'm not looking for extra attention, I just wanna be just like you
Blend in with the rest of the room, maybe just point me to the closest restroom
I don't need no fucking man servant, tryin' to follow me around and wipe my ass
And laugh at every single joke I crack, and half of 'em ain't even funny like "Hah!
Marshall you're so funny man, you should be a comedian, God damn"
Unfortunately I am, I just hide behind the tears of a clown
So why don't you all sit down, listen to the tale I'm about to tell
Hell, we don't gotta trade our shoes, and you ain't gotta walk no thousand miles...

In my shoes, just to see, what it's like, to be me
I'll be you, let's trade shoes, just to see what it'd be like to
Feel your pain, you feel mine, go inside each others' minds
Just to see, what we'd find, look at shit through each others' eyes

But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful (Ohhhh)
They can all get fucked, just stay true to you (Sooooo)
Don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful (Ohhhh)
They can all get fucked, just stay true to you (Sooooo)

Nobody asked for life to deal us, with these bullshit hands we're dealt
We gotta take these cards ourselves, and flip them, don't expect no help
Now I could of either, just sat on my ass and pissed and moaned
Or take this situation in which I'm placed in, and get up and get my own
I was never the type of kid to wait by the door, and pack his bags
Or sat on the porch and hoped and prayed, for a dad to show up who never did
I just wanted to fit in, every single place, every school I went
I dreamed of being that cool kid, even if it meant acting stupid
Aunt Edna always told me, "Keep making that face, it'll get stuck like that"
Meanwhile I'm just standing there, holding my tongue tryin' to talk like "thissss"
'Till I stuck my tongue on that frozen stop sign pole, at eight years old
I learned my lesson then, cause I wasn't trying to impress my friends no more
But I already told you my whole life story, not just based on my description
'Cause where you see it, from where you're sitting, it's probably a hundred and ten percent different
I guess we would have to walk a mile in each others' shoes at least
What size you wear? I wear tens, let's see if you can fit your feet...

In my shoes, just to see, what it's like, to be me
I'll be you, let's trade shoes, just to see what it'd be like to
Feel your pain, you feel mine, go inside each others' minds
Just to see what we'd find, look at shit through each others' eyes

But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful (Ohhhh)
They can all get fucked, just stay true to you (Sooooo)
Don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful (Ohhhh)
They can all get fucked, just stay true to you (Sooooo)

Lately I've been hard to reach, I've been too long on my own (Ohhhh)
Everybody has their private world, where they can be alone (Soooo)
Are you calling me? Are you trying to get through? (Ohhhh)
Are you reaching out for me? I'm reaching out for you (Soooo)

Yeah, to my babies, stay strong. Dad'll be home soon. And to the rest of the world, God gave you them shoes, to fit you, so put 'em on and wear 'em. Be yourself, man. Be proud of who you are. Even if it sounds corny, don't ever let no one tell you, you ain't beautiful.

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Eminem - We Made You Lyrics

Artist: Eminem
Song: We Made You
Album:

Lyrics:
 Guess Who

Did you Miss me?

Jessica Simpson sing the chorus

Jessica Simpson – (Eminem)
(CHORUS)
When you walked through the door
It was clear to me (clear to me)
You’re the one they adore, who they came to see (who they came to see)
You’re a … rock star (baby)
Everybody wants you (everybody wants you)
Player… Who could really blame you (who could really blame you)
We're the ones who (chicka) made you *cough, cough*

(VERSE ONE)
Back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac or ant'-acid if you can
You're ready to tackle any task that is at hand
How does it feel, is it fantastic, is it grand?
Well look at all the massive masses in the stands
Shady man… no don’t massacre the fans
Damn, I think Kim Kardashian's a man
She stomped him just cause he asked to put his hands
On her massive Gluteus maximus again
Squeeze it, then Squish it, then pass it to her friend
Can he come back as nasty as he can
Yes he can, can, don’t ask me this again
He does not mean to lesbian offend
But Lindsay please come back to seeing men
Samantha’s a 2, You’re practically a 10
I know you want me girl,
In fact I see your grin
(Now come in girl)

(CHORUS)
When you walked through the door
It was clear to me (clear to me)
You’re the one they adore, who they came to see (who they came to see)
You’re a … rock star (baby)
Everybody wants you (everybody wants you)
Player… Who could really blame you (who could really blame you)
We're the ones who made you

(VERSE TWO)
The enforcer, looking for more women to torture
Walk up to the cutest girl and Charlie Horse her
Sorry Portia, but what’s Ellen DeGeneres
Have that I don't, are you telling me tenderness?
Well I can be as gentle and as smooth as a gentleman
Give me my ventolin inhaler and 2 Xenadrine
And I'll invite Sarah Palin out to dinner then
Nail her, 'Baby say hello to my little friend'
Brit f’rget K-Fed let’s cut off the middle man
Forget him or your gonna end up in the hospital again
And this time it won’t be for the Ritalin binge
Forget them other men, girl pay them little atten-tion
A little did I mention, that Jennifer's in-
Love with me John Mayer so sit on the bench
Man I swear them other guys you give ‘em an inch
They take a mile, they got style, but it isn't Slim

(CHORUS)
When you walked through the door
It was clear to me (clear to me)
You’re the one they adore, who they came to see (who they came to see)
You’re a … rock star (baby)
Everybody wants you (everybody wants you)
Player… Who could really blame you (who could really blame you)
We're the ones who made you

(VERSE THREE)
And that’s why… my love
You'll never live without,
I know you want me girl cause I can see you checking me out
And baby, you know, you know you want me too
Don’t try to deny it baby, I’m the only one for you
(Fart)
Damn girl I’m beginning to sprout an Alfalfa
Why should I wash my filthy mouth out
You think that’s bad you should hear the rest of my album
Never has there been such finesse and nostalgia
Man Cash, I don’t mean to mess up your gal but
Jessica Alba put a breast in my mouth (brrp)
Wowzers, I just made a mess of my trousers
And they wonder why I keep dressing like Elvis
Lord help us he's back in his pink Alf shirt
Looking like someone shrinked his outfit
I think he’s about to flip
Jessica rest assure, Superman’s here to rescue ya
Can you blame me?
You’re my Amy, I’m your Blake
Matter fact make me a birthday cake
With a saw blade in it to make my jail break
Baby, I think you just met your soul mate
(Now break it down girl)

(CHORUS)
When you walked through the door
It was clear to me (clear to me)
You’re the one they adore, who they came to see (who they came to see)
You’re a … rock star (baby)
Everybody wants you (everybody wants you)
Player… Who could really blame you (who could really blame you)
We're the ones who made you

So baby, baby
Get down, down, down

Baby, get down, down down
Baby, get down, down down
Baby, get down, get down

Baby, get down, down down
Baby, get down, down down
Baby, get down, down down
Baby, get down, get down

Oh Amy, Rehab never looked so good,
I can't wait, I’m going back!! HAHA Whooo!

DR DRE, 2020, Yeah

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Eminem - Crack A Bottle Lyrics

Artist: Eminem (f/ Dr. Dre, 50 Cent)
Song: Crack A Bottle
Album:

Lyrics:
 Ooww Ladies and gentlemen
The moment you've all been waiting for ..
In this corner: weighing 175 pounds,
with a record of 17 rapes, 400 assaults, and 4 murders,
the undisputed, most diabolic villain in the world:
Slim Shady!

[Chorus: Eminem]
So crack a bottle, let your body waddle
Don't act like a snobby model you just hit the lotto
O-oh o-oh, bitch3s hopping in my Tahoe
Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got gloves
Now where's the rubbers? Whose got the rubbers?
I noticed there's so many of them
and there's really not that many of us.
Ladies love us and my posse's kicking up dust.
It's on till the break of dawn
and we're starting this party from dusk

Ok .. let's go

[Eminem]
Back when Andre, the giant, mister elephant tusk
Fix your must, youll just be another one bit the dust
Just one up my mothers son who got thrown under the bus
Kiss my butt. Lick from under cheese from under my nuts
It disgusts me to see the game the way that it looks
Its a must I redeem my name n haters get mushed.
Bitch3s lust. Man they love me when I lay in the cut.
Fist the cut. The lady give her eighty some paper cut.
Now picture us. Its ridiculous you curse at the thought
Cuz when I spit the verse the sh-t
gets worse and worse cuz your soft
If I could fit the words as picture perfect, works every time
Every verse, every line, as simple as nursery rhymes
Its elementary. The elephants have entered the room.
I venture to say with the center of attention its true
Not to mention back with a vengeance so heres the signal
Of the bat symbol. The platinum trio's back on you hoes.

[Chorus: Eminem]
So crack a bottle, let your body waddle.
Dont act like a snobby model.
You just hit the lotto.
O-oh o-oh, bitches hopping in my Tahoe.
Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got gloves
Now wheres the rubbers? Whose got the rubbers?
I noticed theres so many of them
and there's really not that many of us.
Ladies love us and my posses kicking up dust.
Its on till the break of dawn and were starting this party from dusk.

Ladies and gentlemen, Dr. Dre

[Dr. Dre]
They see that low rider go by there, like Oh my!
You aint got to tell me why youre sick cuz I know why.
I dip through in that six trey like sick em Dre.
Im an itch that they cant scratch, theyre sick of me.
But hey, what else can I say? I love LA.
Cuz over and above all, its just another day
And this one begins where the last one ends.
Pick up where we left off and get smashed again.
I'll be dammed, just fucked around and crashed my Benz.
Driving around with a smashed front end
Lets cash that one in.
Grab another one from out the stable
The Monte Carlo, El Camino or the El Derado
The hell if I know.
Do I want leather seats or vinyl?
Decisions, decision
Garage looks like precision collision.
Or maico beats quake like Waco
Just keep the bass low speakers away from your face though

[Chorus: Eminem]
So crack a bottle, let your body waddle.
Dont act like a snobby model.
You just hit the lotto.
O-oh o-oh, bitches hopping in my Tahoe.
Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got gloves
Now wheres the rubbers? Whose got the rubbers?
I noticed theres so many of them
and theres really not that many of us.
Ladies love us and my posses kicking up dust.
Its on till the break of dawn and were starting this party from dusk.

And I take great pleasure in introducing: 50 Cent

[50 Cent]
It's bottle after bottle
The money aint a thang when you party with me
Its what we into its simple
We ball out of control like you wouldn't believe
Im the napalm the bomb the don im king kong
Get rolled on wrapped up and reigned on
Im so calm through vietnam ring the alarm
Bring the shaun dawn burn marajaun do what you want
Nigga on and on till the break of what
Get the paper man im caking you know I dont give a fuck
I spend it like it dont mean nothing
Blow it like its suposed to be blown
Motherfucker im grown
I stunt I style I flash the shit
I gets what the fuck I want so what I trick
Fat ass burgandy bags classy shit jimmy cho shoes
I say move a bitch move

[Chorus: Eminem]
So crack a bottle, let your body waddle.
Dont act like a snobby model.
You just hit the lotto.
O-oh o-oh, bitches hopping in my Tahoe.
Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got gloves
Now wheres the rubbers? Whose got the rubbers?
I noticed theres so many of them
and there's really not that many of us.
Ladies love us and my posses kicking up dust.
Its on till the break of dawn and were starting th¯s party from dusk

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WALE LYRICS

"Ambition"
(feat. Meek Mill & Rick Ross)

[Intro:]
The time is now on everything
Took my heart away from money
Aint interested in fame
But I pray that never change
Ambition is priceless
It’s something that’s in your veins
And I put that on my name

[Meek Mill:]
Uh, the only hope I had was selling dope
Was on my grind cause times was harder than the cellar floor
My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks
I grew up looking up to niggas that was selling coke
Oh, I was raised by the stop sign
No religion I was getting saved by the glock nine
By the minute I was getting paid like a hot line
Servin' rollin' fiends was calling, we was dot com
Well connected, well respected and well protected
Aint get accepted, well rejected and now they regret it
Aint get my message, was no signal when I was texting
The niggas I was calling was fraud and I learned my lesson
Now I move with aggression, use my mind as a weapon
Cause chances are never given they tooken like interceptions
So throw that pass, I’ll be the Corner back
Me and Folarin MMG gon bring that Warner back

[Hook:]
For my Ambition
Easy to dream a dream, though it’s harder to live it
They gon love me for my Ambition
Easy to dream a dream, though it’s harder to live it
They gon love me for my Ambition
Easy to dream a dream, though it’s harder to live it
Look, they gon love me for my ambition
Beautiful music, painting pictures that be my vision

(It speaks for itself. Define Ambition for me?)

[Rick Ross:]
My ambition to win, just to get me some ends
Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a Benz
I saw momma praying as she wait on results
It was hot in the kitchen can I wait on the porch
My father was missing, War Lord Oliver North
Life was diggin’ me deeper, I kept on coming up short
Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark
Who cut my power off? it’s time to move that powder soft
Not too many options when you coming from the projects
Sittin’ in the trap now you moving Cyndi Lauper
Girls wanna have fun, and a nigga with some change
And I doubt that ever change
Ambition is priceless that’s something thats in your veins
And I doubt that ever change
Ambition is my shit and I put that on my name
And I doubt that ever change

[Hook]

[Wale:]
Well wishes to my opposition
You niggas probably cop a plea before you cop a pistol
I got nothing against them, they got fucking potential
But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue
Subscribe niggas reside where all the lions and killers be
And I aint spend a minute up in the streets
But I’m limitless mentally, I’m lyrically ZMT
Lebron shit, I was heading 6 after 23
And family is everything and money is less important
Long as your mama love you, don’t ever love a woman
I got a lot of bitches, they got a lot of feelings
But I got that green on my eyes
And that ain’t no Donnie Simpson
I retire you niggas: fuck you and your position!
They play surface so slippery niggas can’t even kick it
Y’all rambling, talking shit to these bitches
You know you real you don’t say it
You know you real, we gon feel it
Ralph!

[Outro:]
Beautiful music, painting pictures that be my vision
They gon love me for my ambition
Easy to dream a dream, though it’s harder to live it
Look, they gon love me for my ambition
Beautiful music, painting pictures that be my vision
They gon love me for my ambition 

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Jay Z – Holy Grail Lyrics

Featuring: Justin Timberlake

Produced By: J-Roc, The-Dream & Timbaland

 [Intro: Justin Timberlake]
You'd take the clothes off my back and I'd let you
You'd steal the food right out my mouth and I'd watch you eat it
I still don’t know why, why I love you so much, ohh
You curse my name, in spite to put me to shame
Have my laundry in the streets, dirty or clean, give it up for fame
But I still don't know why, why I love it so much

[Hook: Justin Timberlake]
And baby, it's amazing I'm in this maze with you
I just can't crack your code
One day you screaming you love me loud
The next day you're so cold
One day you're here, one day you're there, one day you care
You're so unfair, sipping from your cup 'til it runneth over, Holy Grail

[Verse 1: Jay-Z]
Blue told me remind you niggas
Fuck that shit y'all talking 'bout, I'm the nigga
Caught up in all these lights and cameras
But look what that shit did to Hammer
Goddammit it I like it
Bright lights is enticing but look what it did to Tyson
All that money in one night, thirty mill for one fight
But soon as all the money blows, all the pigeons take flight
Fuck the fame, keep cheating on me, what I do, I took her back
Fool me twice, that's my bad, I can't even blame her for that
Enough to make me wanna murder, momma please just get my bail
I know nobody to blame, Kurt Cobain, I did it to myself

[Bridge: Justin Timberlake]
And we all just entertainers
And we're stupid and contagious
And we all just entertainers

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Jay-Z]
Now I got tattoos on my body, psycho bitches in my lobby
I got haters in the paper, photo shoots with paparazzi
Can't even take my daughter for a walk, see 'em by the corner store
I feel like I'm cornered off enough is enough, I'm calling this off
Who the fuck I'm kidding though, I'm getting high, sitting low
Sliding by in that big body, curtains all in my window
This fame hurt but this chain works, I think back you asked the same person
If this is all you had to deal with, nigga deal with, this shit ain't work
This light work, camera snapping, my eyes hurt
Niggas dying back where I was birthed, fuck your IRIS and the IRS
Get the hell up off your high horse
You got the shit that niggas die for, dry yours
Why you mad, take the good with the bad
Don't throw the baby out with the bath water
You still alive, still that nigga
Nigga you survived, you still getting bigger nigga
Living the life, Vanilla wafers in a villa
Illest nigga alive, Michael Jackson's Thriller

[Hook]

[Bridge: Justin Timberlake]
You get the air out my lungs whenever you need it
And you take the blade right out my heart, just so you can watch me bleed
And I still don’t know why, why I love you so much, yeah
And you play this game in spite to drive me insane
I got it tattooed on my sleeve forever in ink with guess whose name
But I still don't know why, why our love is so much

[Hook]

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