what you into I done been through Preachin my words and don't know what you owe It shows you wanna be me, but won't show it Ain't nothin changed, but
in this song I ain't talkin bout the ones that be glown I'm talkin bout Rocafella, my home, my chain These ain't conflict diamonds,is they Jacob? don't
ain't want like the, the more introspective, complicated rhy- or the, in my personal opinion. So he asked me, "what you think of it?" [Jay-Z:] "so what
inside of your dome I can't just say it on the mic I gotta do it at home Chorus Your boy ain't a rap star, I'm nothin like Jay-Z or Game I got a
kalongy say give it to dem give it to dem o'man yuh fat fat punany, kalongy give it to dem yah!???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? i'm sick of fuckin writin right now!!!!!!! lol i done..i ain
?) Ain't no rules in this war for this green This is business, and it ain't personal [Jay-Z] Look, I'm a grown man dog And I ain't got time to be
yo' tennis shoes Don't, it, matter to you That OutKast we got that slump for y'all Keep that funk for y'all [Verse Four: Jay-Z] When I'm in the mood
, holler back, money ain't a thang Jigga, I don't like it if it don't gleam gleam And to Hell with the price 'cause the money ain't a thang Put it down
go back to the store That's crazy Talkin' 'bout some shit you don't own Oughta be ashamed of yourself Yo don't they call that frontin' holmes? You ain't
, holler back Money ain't a thang Jigga, I don't like it if it don't gleam clean And to hell with the price 'Cause the money ain't a thang Put it down
as Jay-Z Truthfully I wanna rhyme like common sense Next best thing I do a record with common sense 'Cause it's the music, the blues, it's the jazz, it
before i touch my bed can't get dropped, gon' get gwopped, don't get got don't flip flop, your chick hot, won't live lot i don't got time, no tick tock
tricked (Okay okay) Stead of kisses, we get kicked (Don?t stop, won?t stop, can?t stop) We can make it right for us We can make it right for us Stead
holler back, money ain't a thang Jigga, I don't like it if it don't gleam, gleam And to hell with the price 'cause the money ain't a thang Put it down
you Don't know what to say I don't know what to do Cause you do something to me That I can't describe baby Always catch myself thinkin' 'bout The things you do There ain't
at the top (top), lonely at the top [Break - Chamillionaire] It's so lonely It's so lonellllly It's so lonely It's so lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely It
Wanna blog? Here's a reason how the fucks murda music Anybody ever dissed this nigga is still breathin' Jay Z, Saigon, Nas already peeled him Tupac, he ain't alive but you ain't
I'll be right there with you It ain't no fussing or fighting and I won't hit you Huh u need some help, just call, I'll be right there with you It ain't