歌手:Jay-Z
专辑:《The Hits Collection Volume One [Deluxe Edition (Explicit)]》

作词 : Shawn Carter/T. Fyffe/B. Jackson/E. Darby
作曲 : Shawn Carter/T. Fyffe/B. Jackson/E. Darby
I ride throught the ghetto windows down halfway
Halfway out of my mind music on 9, blasting Donny Hathaway
Me and my ****** spending half the day
Plotting, how we gon get this math with out getting balst away
I wake up to the same problems after today
Life is harsh, ****** gotta ?
Right from the start they place me in the ghetto tender age of nine
I tend to mine and to surrender to crime
Wouldnt wish this on nobody like the end of like mine
Ever since i was quite young a ***** been in divine
Had to scratch for every plaque, rap aint even all its cracked up to be
****** dont stack up to me
Had to hustle in a world of trouble
trapped in, clostrophobic the only way out was rapping
America dont understand it, the demographics i tapped in
I'm the truest ***** to do this ***** and anything else is foolish
Like those who stay high, under God's grey skies
My lyrics is like Bible, made to save lives
In the midst of all your misery *****, stay fly
Never let em see you frown, even smile when you down
****, i floss on my off-days **** what they all say
****** cant stop me like rumors, i'm too strong
All-day
Socks explode and sweatpants pockets is bulging
Holding it down on the corner with my glock holding
My spot is golden, drop the price on the coke and
Drove the competition out and let the dough flow in
The cops is closing in, i can do the time
But whats really on my mine, is there's no hoes in the pen
I play the low and try and make it hard to find me
Feds still tryna build a case since '93
I told them, i'm retired but they like whatever
You know them pigs dont wanna see you get your life together
I'm stuck in this life forever
The more things change the more they stay the same
Who am i to change the game?
You gotta move quick like her-o-in and **** can
The blocks hotter than its ever been
Hold the gun at eye level, i aint afraid of conflict
I let the nine rip, ***** say "hi" to the devil
I blind with the bezel, i'm in line with the ghetto
What yall ***** afraid of my mind or the metal
****** tryna subtract my life, my mathematics is precise
I carry the nine, so ******* with me just aint the answer
I cant lose when i was young i was like Fresh
Poppa raised me to chess moves
And though your gone i'm not bitter you left me prepared
We got divided by the years, but i got it from here
Dont sweat that, sounds bump from Marcy to Lefrak
To that pocket in DC where my man caught his death at
Over my years i've seen Rooks get tooken by the Knight
Lose they Crown by tryna defend a Queen
Checkmate, in 4 moves the Bobby Fischer of rap
With raw moves,in a time where we all move
Lets face it either your dough chasin, or basing
Lacing, cops got your face sprung like mason
Careful, any infultration i'm leaving ******
Leaving more than just information
Uh
Real ****
The Black Gangsta
Blackhand Ent.
Roc a Fella
Never interrupt this thing of ours
The Black Ganagsa
Jigga
Hova
Roll with me