[Jay-Z] Jay-Z this, Jay-Z that (Jay-Z won't hold my hand no more) Jay-Z this, Jay-Z that Jay-Z that, Jay-Z this (Jay-Z won't give me no money) Get off
And my surmise will be the day that hip-hop dies Or at least until the day the mass of boys stop telling lies With every step more of your faith Companies
Because my kids ain't ate They lookin at daddy askin why ain't no food on their plate Tryin to have faith but I don't know how much more I can take Before
lost her section 8 Then lost her faith again [Chorus] I had dreams of holding a 9 milla to raise killa X and Y's, my eyes fill up Each day it gets more
irate me Wile out one don't know how to take me Take out crews on a daily said I take out crews on a daily standard I done the dance more than your
I'm on point and move deep more relete Could Clap you but ain't nothing like a baet down We swept down these streets now like community sevrivce reach your faith
got busted by a undercover buyer My supplier was a Gypsie cab driver That's when I realized I need to find a new hustle Livin in the jungle The guitar
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