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Jeah. uhh. it's what I do for a livin
Eat for a nigga (watcher)
how I live for a livin nigga. (watcher)
Okay, let's do (the watcher)
[Verse Jay-Z]
just ain't the same for gangsters
But I'm a little too famous to shoot pranksters
All of these rap singers claimin bangers
Doin all sorts of twisted with they fingers
Disrespectin the game, no home trainin or
I was doin shit when you was shittin Pampers
I was movin them grams 'fore you, knew what a hand that was
Duckin the vans, radars, the
'Fore you what hard white to tame was
I was hittin the turnpike, with the bammers
I was nice with my hands, cuss aight them hammers
I was prickin my finger 'fore you what a Fam was
I had it laid out 'fore you knew a plan was
Three hundred mill' later, now you us
ain't see us comin through Vegas
You ever seen so cham' bust in one night
Grand fucked up one
I was on the Pan bus
You was Peter Pan up in your room, y'all fuckin whom?
me to be taught
You is just now learnin the shit that we talk
You niggaz ain't know about a Report
Bout a high Porsche, i.e.
You niggaz ain't know how to floss 'til I came through the
like "Eric B. for Pres," me in this BITCH!
You can't us cause you got a little check cut
You was for so long, fuckin your little neck up
Now you too big for your britches, you got a few bitches
You think you Hugh Hefner, you just
I blew breath for you midgets, I gave life to the
It's right I got the right to be king
Niggaz got life really like what I sing
Cause they know is he really like, niggaz feel my
Know the shit I DON'T write be the illest shit that's ever been
in the word to the hyphen in my NAME!
J, A, Y, DASH,
The present nigga the future, proper
The holy of hip-hop is us
We give, Dre his props BUT that's it stops
the Roc
[Chorus: Hurts]
I know, you got your on me
I feel you me
But it hard to see that you can't see me
You try, but you think you saw
what you thought you saw
You bed-da off not at all
(Everywhere that I go, the same as befo')
(People I used to know, just don't me no mo')
(But that I go, I got people I know)
(Who got people they know, so I you lay low)
[Verse Two: Dr.
I'm on top of the game
droppin flames, still cock and aim
Still at the top had the Roc for the
over setbacks, there's been a lot I came
You it all, how I got, how I gained
The momentum it dropped, how I got through the pain
When I roll and shock, they me reclaim
the streets, made a special spot for my name
Dre, haters stop to my reign
But the music in me, every drop in my veins
The pride and the
All the way back from the rise of my
See the world clear through the of the mane
See the chear for the rhymes that I gave
When the beat bangs it'll drive insane
The eyes that I
The best to emerge in the game is The

[Verse Three:
I'm "Rated R," my brain contains graphics
It traumatic teens into addicts, and fiends
It's like, a movie through a panoramic screen
means, I can see the whole planet in the scene
Cash is the topic, the object, a pocket
take the crack and chop it, but those that haven't got it
take the added profit, it's catastrophic
I take the gat and it, and I'll sit back and watch it
These New York streets is ugly, I keep it
The world is mine and can't nobody keep it me
Yo, my is never sunny
In the place the number one cause of death is money
You can try
I've seen enough shit to leave frame of mind broken
I'm still and scopin
Be another hundred 'til my skies close in
And I'ma die with my open, the watcher [echoes]