hop in He dropped me off in compton, that's when my story ends Now this ain't funny so don't you dare laugh This another story about the wrong path I
first nigga only put out albums Every 7 years (haha) [Game (Commentator)] (You know what speakin of Jay That just makes me roll down Now your song westside story
Africa...England (you know it's the same shit everywhere I go, you know) [Bone Thugs N Harmony (Krayzie Bone):] Why does everybodys story seem to sound
o-z's, Lay and Leatherface and double z's (??) Niggas often wonder why my mind on my money Nigga these bitches all up on me, and half the industry phoney It's
Ray of son to light the way Will this happen, a story cast Or a fable from the past Make your choice this is no game Will the Book Of Life bear your
for their fairy tales And when the time has come They are the only ones There's just one thing to say Come watch the children play
: [Jay-Z's Mom:] Sean Carter was born December 4th Weighing in at 10 pounds 8 ounces He was the last of my 4 children The only one who didn't give me
: Okay, Yoko peace - peace - let's hope for peace, let's hope for peace, peace - let's hope for peace, peace - let's hope for peace. (peace,
know him well. His name was Will O' Conley and he gambled all his life, He had twenty-seven children, yet he never had a wife. And it's ride, Willie,
eyes, no way Headed to a place, nobody don't know my name No lames, no shame, no game, no blame, no mess, no dress, no thanks (let's crush this pain)
up against cash There's really no way of predicting If it will fly or it will crash But that's the nature of politics That's the name of the game That's
s Hit three fo' clubs and breeze The tree flow double trees Don't speak, the deez host publicly Dee low rubber knees, ski-o's double D's Don't know what
where the beef's at And park in front of my enemy's eyes They see that it's war we life stealers, hollow-tip lead busters There's no heaven or hell -
: [Intro: Nas] Yeah yeah, aiyyo black it's time (word?) (Word, it's time nigga?) Yeah, it's time man (aight nigga, begin) Yeah, straight out the fuckin
you Hip-Hop queers Since ILLMATIC, IT WAS WRITTEN: I AM...NASTRADAMUS That's the answers to the puzzle I gave you, now here's a promise My next few albums
Thomasson -- Rickey Medlocke) There's a story to tell about days of old A man and his gun, a street fighter I'm told There's one in every town, tryin
game?s a sport, it?s not pick up ball I got a five-year mando right next to my dick and balls We all gonna die telling soldier?s stories When I buck
: [Devil] Hello my children, hahahaha, gather 'round I got somethin' that I wanna say to you I think it's about time we over come these fucked up rules
