Jay-Z & Kanye West – Made In America Lyrics

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Jay-Z & Kanye West – Made In America Lyrics

sweet king martin
sweet queen coretta
sweet brother malcolm
sweet queen betty
sweet mother mary
sweet father joseph, sweet jesus
we made it in america
sweet baby jesus, oh sweet baby jesus

[Verse 1 - Kanye West]
i told my mama i was on the come up
she said “you going to school i’ll give you a summer”
then she met no id and gave me his number
10 years later she driving a hummer
niggas hustle every day for a beat from ye
what i do? turn around gave them beats to jay
and i’m rapping on the beat they was supposed to buy
i guess i’m getting high off my own supply
downtown mixing fabrics trying to find the magic
started a little blog just to get some traffic
old folks’ll tell you not to play in traffic
a million hits and the web crashes – damn!
south park had them all laughing
now all my niggas designing and we all swaggin’
ignore the critics just to say we did it
this ain’t no fashion show, motherfucker, we live it

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Jay-Z]
i pledge allegiance to my grandma
for that banana pudding, our piece of americana
our apple pie was supplied through arm & hammer
straight out the kitchen, shh don’t wake nana!
built a republic that still stands
i’m trying to lead a nation, leave to my little man’s
or my daughter, so i’m boiling this water
the scales was lopsided, i’m just restoring order
hold up, here comes grandma, what’s up yaya?
what’s that smell? oh i’m just boiling some aqua
no papa, bad santa
the streets raised me, pardon my bad manners
i got my liberty chopping grams up
street justice, i pray god understand us
i pledge allegiance to all the scramblers
this is the star spangled banner

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Jay-Z & Kanye West - Welcome To The Jungle Lyrics

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Jay-Z & Kanye West - Welcome To The Jungle Lyrics

[Swizz Beatz]
welcome to the jungle, welcome to the jungle well
welcome to the jungle, welcome to the jungle well

[Kanye West]
i asked her where she wanna be when she 25
she turned around and looked at me and said “alive”

[swizz beatz]
welcome to the jungle, welcome to the jungle well

[jay-z]
black axl rose
move halfs and wholes
come down to the jungle
just ask for hov
move blocks and squares
move apples and pears
work pots and pans
just to cop me some airs
my uncle died
my daddy did too
paralyzed by the pain
i can barely move
my nephew gone
my heart is torn
sometimes i look to the sky
ask why i was born
my faith in god
every day is hard
every night is worse
that’s why i pray so hard

[kanye west]
why i pray so hard
this is crazy god
just when i thought i had everything
i lost it all
so que sera
get a case of syrah
let it chase the pain
before it goes too far
[jay-z]
my dreams is big
reality set in
let off a clip from a automatic weapon
through shots in the door
it died in vegas
though it fought so hard
i knew it wouldn’t make it
i’m a tortured soul
i live in disguise
rest in peace to the leader of the jackson 5
i died in my sleep
i’m still big pimpin
i ball at the mall
beginning of the ending
where the fuck is the sun?
it’s been a while
momma, look at ya son
what happened to my smile?
my tears is tatted
my rag in my pocket
i’m just looking for love
i know somebody got it
champagne for the pain
weed for the low
god damn i’m so high
where the fuck did i go?
i’m losing myself
i’m stuck in the moment
i look in the mirror
my only opponent
where the fuck is the press?
where the fuck is the pres?
either they know or don’t care
i’m fucking depressed
no crying in public
just lying to judges
risking my life
i’m already dying, so fuck it well
[swizz beatz]
welcome to the jungle, welcome to the jungle well

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Jay-Z & Kanye West – Gotta Have It Lyrics

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Jay-Z & Kanye West – Gotta Have It Lyrics

[Kanye West]
turn my headphones up, louder
hello, hello, hello, white america, assassinate my character
money matrimony, yea they tryna break the marriage up
who gon act phony, or who gone try to embarrass ya
i’mma need a day off, i think i call ferris up

[Jay-Z]
bueller had a mueller
but i switched it for a miele cause i’m richer
and prior to this shit was moving free base

[Kanye West]
had a conference with the djs
puerto rico three days

[Jay-Z]
poli with the pd’s now they got our sh*t on replay

[Kanye West]
sorry i’m in pajamas but i just got off the p.j
and last party we had, they shut down prive

[Jay-Z]
ain’t that where the heat play? niggas hate ballas these days

[Kanye West]
ain’t that like lebron james?

[Jay-Z]
ain’t that just like d. wade? wait
wassup, wassup, wassup, wassup
wassup motherfucker where my money at?
you gonna make me come down to your house where your mommy at
mummywrap the kids, have ‘em cryin’ for they mommy back
dummy that your daddy is, tell ‘em i just want my racks

[Kanye West]
racks on racks on racks
maybachs on bachs on bachs on bachs on bachs

[Jay-Z]
who in that?

[Kanye West]
oh shit, it’s just blacks on blacks on blacks
hundred stack

[Jay-Z]
how you get it?

[Kanye West]
nigga layin’ raps on tracks

[Jay-Z]
i wish i could give you this feelin’
i’m planking on a million
i’m riding through yo hood
you can bank i ain’t got no ceiling

[Kanye West]
made a left on nostrand ave., we in bed stuy

[Jay-Z]
made a right on 79th, i’m coming down south shore drive

[Kanye West]
i remain chi-town

[Jay-Z]
brooklyn ‘til i die

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Jay-Z & Kanye West – New Day Lyrics

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Jay-Z & Kanye West – New Day Lyrics

[Intro: Kanye West]
me and the rza connect
yeah, me and the rza connect

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
and i’ll never let my son have an ego
he’ll be nice to everyone, wherever we go
i mean i might even make him be republican
so everybody know he love white people
and i’ll never let him leave his college girlfriend
and get caught up with the groupies in the whirlwind
and i’ll never let him ever hit the telethon
i mean even if people dyin’ and the world ends
see, i just want him to have an easy life
not like yeezy life, just want him to be someone people like
don’t want him to be hated all the time judged
don’t be like your daddy that would never budge
and i’ll never let him ever hit a strip club
i learned the hard way, that ain’t the place to get love
and i’ll never let his mom move to la
knowin’ she couldn’t take the pressure now we all pray

[Break]

[Jay-Z]
me and the rza connect
me and the rza connect

[Verse 2: Jay-Z]
sorry junior, i already ruined ya
cause you ain’t even alive, paparazzi pursuin’ ya
sins of a father make your life ten times harder
i just wanna take ya to a barber
bondin’ on charters, all the shit that i never did
teach ya good values so you cherish it
took me 26 years to find my path
my only job is cut the time in half
so at 13 we’ll have our first drink together
black bar mitzvahs, mazel tov, mogul talk
look a man dead in his eyes so he know you talk truth
when you speak it, give your word, keep it
and if the day comes i only see him on the weekend
i just pray we was in love on the night that we conceived him
promise to never leave him even if his mama tweakin’
cause my dad left me and i promise never repeat him
never repeat him, never repeat him

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Jay-Z - 1995 DJ Self Freestyle Lyrics

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Jay-Z - 1995 DJ Self Freestyle Lyrics

[Jay-Z]
Check it
The nerve with you herbs
Y’all know we swerve from the curb in the LEX the best observe
F-ck what you heard: splashing, splurging
Dashing, that’s my word, you know?
Champagne glasses crashing, can’t ration
Used to having a whole lot, so dough, I blow a lot
Had a buck fifty while you was still taking Skippy to school
Ran with one of them niggas that heists Tiffany’s for them jewels
Back when Duke was jumping outta Cap’n Crunch food
I was scheming and plotting
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Mostly dreaming a lot but look what it got me
4 cars and 400 thousand shots later, f-cked up in gators
You scared to look, niggas is shook
F-ck it, you’re vibrators
Bullets rang off the hook when niggas try to violate us
FBI spies hate us, all they gotta check is my
Latest cut then follow my moves: I’m the greatest
F-ck how haters been paying dues
I cheated, committed felonies when needed
While you niggas starve, whats this you’re making
If you was hustling like you said
We would’ve bumped heads, so I know you niggas is faking
Word up, huh huh, ’95 and forever yo

Jay-Z - Chubby Chub 7.13 Freestyle Lyrics

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Jay-Z Ft. Red Handed - Chubby Chub 7.13 Freestyle Lyrics

yeah, one two winner!
my name is the red head and i got the chubby chub attitude,
you’re ready, baby?
it goes bang, bang, boom, bang, boom
shit, give me room, i’ll meet you in a fucking tomb,
niggers said i’m… i’m exhausted, …
niggers just get off it!
cause i never fall…
and we roll deep, so don’t sleep ….
… come it’s nothing wrong,
you might know me….
man, i can’t write, don’t care who rap next,
..so don’t…
i’ve beaten so many niggers, charged for brutality.
ride from jersey to the bronx cause i’m…
on the real my shit is in here,
cause i’ve been here,
my lyrics is tighter and then swim wear,
hang it up like a receptionist,
cause you’re out of your fucking mind
if you think you can step to this
you nigger ….so play the picture… just call it off!
i ain’t copying no…, and i ain’t copying no…
this shit is for real!
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when i hit him in the head,
you know my lyrics is…
you should…
so even if you think to get…
..i’m not for… brooklyn zone,
…but i’m back!
..break loose, i’m rolling,
i’ll bet you’re the next two, don’t beta the news, shit!
make your mother fucking move, cause time is…
…make a noise like a car…
…from the project.
..the red head is back in town,
mother fucker.. i’m going to mother fucker’s ear!
..the nigger with the flavor g,
you get smoked in a battle trying to…
you go home saying…
cause i’m the man who don’t give a damn,
my name is.. oh, man, you know who i am!
so make room in your mind for the mother fucker brother, man!
take it back to brooklyn!

Jay-Z Ft. Kanye West Otis Lyrics

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Jay-Z Ft. Kanye West Otis Lyrics

[Otis Redding]
It makes it easier, easier to bear
You won’t regret it, no, no
No, girl they won’t forget it
Love is their home
Happiness yeah
Sq-sq-sq-squeeze her, don’t tease her
Never leave her…

[Jay-Z]
Sounds so soulful don’t you agree
I invented swag
Poppin bottles putting supermodels in the cab
Proof
I guess I got my swagger back
Truth: new watch alert, Hublot’s
Or the big face Rollie I got two of those
Arm out the window through the city I maneuver slow
Cock back, snap back
See my cut through the holes

[Kanye West]
Damn Yeezy and Hov,
Where the hell ya been?
Niggas talkin real reckless: stuntmen
I adopted these niggas, Phillip Drummond ‘em
Now I’m bout to make them tuck they whole summer in
They say I’m crazy, well, I’m ’bout to go dumb again
They aint see me cause I pulled up in my other Benz
Last week I was in my other other Benz
Throw your diamonds up cause we in this bitch another ‘gain

[Jay-Z]
Photo shoot fresh, looking like wealth
I’m ’bout to call the paparazzi on myself
Uh, live form the Mercer
Run up on Yeezy the wrong way, I might murk ya
Flee in the G450 I might surface
Political refugee, asylum can be purchased
Uh, everythings for sale, I got 5 passports
I’m never going to jail
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[Kanye West]
I made “Jesus Walks” I’m never going to hell
Couture level flow, it’s never going on sale
Luxury rap, the Hermes of verses
Sophisticated ignorance, write my curses in cursive
I get it custom, you a customer
You ain’t ‘customed to going through Customs, you ain’t been nowhere, huh?
And all the ladies in the house, got ‘em showing off
I’m done, I hit ya up mana-naaaa!

[Jay-Z]
Welcome to Havana
Smoking cubanos with Castro in cabanas
Viva Mexico, Cubano
Dominicano, all the plugs that I know
Driving Benzes, wit’ no benefits
Not bad huh? For some immigrants
Build your fences, we diggin’ tunnels
Can’t you see? We gettin’ money up under you

[Kanye]
Can’t you see the private jets flyin’ over you?
Maybach bumper sticker read “What would Hova do?”
Jay is chillin’, ‘Ye is chillin’
What more can I say? We killin’ ‘em
Hold up, before we end this campaign
As you can see, we done bodied the damn lames
Lord, please let them accept the things they can’t change
And pray that all of their pain be champagne