Jay-Z lyrics

Jay-Z lyrics

"Jay Z Lyrics"

Cascades: Im Not Your Lover Lyrics
You know I'm not your lover now It might as well be said And then you say you're leaving Or maybe I'm just hanging on a thread I gave you everything It didn't seem that much You gave me your opinion With the usual heavy handed touch What can I do about the rain that falls on you I'm not your lover now I'm not your lover now What can I do about the rain that falls on you I'm n


woke up this morning...

UH OHHH!

got yourself a...

*starts with cut of beats from Nas, "got yourself a gun"*

I GOT MYSELF A GUN

UH OHHH!

I GOT MYSELF A GUN

Brooklyn, stand up!



I got myself a gun,

but really I don't need the heat

Ya heart pump project, ya Kool-Aid, ya sweet

I don't got a 2-Way, you gay?

This is not beef, this is rap, homie

I don't have a scratch on me,

Ya feel Jay's song, ya rip Jay off,

Damn, I'm only worth over a hundred million,

Look, I got beef with like a hundred children,

Niggas with pink suits, tryn to get cute

You a li'l outta line, homie

Don't let the nine, hold me

Put you out ya mind, homi
Ich Liebe Dich Lyrics
Ausgerechnet mir muss das passieren. Wir haben '86, Und ich altes Trottelgesicht hab' mich verliebt. Ich sitze hier vor Deinem dummen Foto Und bemerke immer wieder, wie huebsch Du eigentlich bist. Und wenn ich mal hochkuck, dann sehe ich den Telefonhoerer Und ich denk' ich nehm' ihn ab und ruf' Dich an und sag's Dir einfach. Ist doch die einfachste und normalste Sache der Welt. Vorher, vorher rauche ich noch 'ne
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Just rhyme, homie

Kick ya little lot, I kick mine fast

You sneakn out the back of the source soundlab

We wasn't chasin, naw, we had to tape, too

We came thru to do our 1-2 thang

It wasn't a Roc-a-Fella come thru thang

It was all like that, Roc-a come thru clean

Ya Queens niggaz, y'all know how I do

Look, I got more shooters than Queen's Bridge and you,

Gotta tie you up on the Coliseum roof,

'n open beer bottles off the boys chip tooth

Na'Look here:



I GOT MYSELF A GUN

UH OHHH!

I GOT MYSELF A GUN



Listen, I'm the J, the AY fuck you nas

Ya never so ask an now u escobar

Had to buy ya chain back last time u got robbed

THE NERVE
SOMETIMES LESS IS MORE Lyrics
This time I'm not gonna go so crazy I'm not gonna let it faze me I'm building my resistance Bound to keep my distance Slowly, determined to take it slowly Refusing to let it throw me Feeling every feeling Staring at the ceiling And if it's real, a heart will know All the time And come the spring, it will grow Or die upon the vine But if it's love, love will come
OF THIS COWARD, he like "OH MY GOD!"

I know rap rumors are all innuendos

But yo I bring it to ya LIVE lift up ya windows!

The public peek in

N' see ya dirty laundry



Y'ALL DON'T WANT ME TO CONTINUE, HOV!



laugh supa uglay

dj scratch, laughs

all i really know is that yo ho should be wit me

she ain't playn, she should be wit me, champagne

AINT PLAYN AINT PLAYN AINT PLAYN wit me



me and the boy, a, i got more in common than

just balln and rhymn, get it?

MORE IN CARMEN*

I came in yo' belly backseat

Skeetd in the jeep

Left condoms on yo' baby's seat

Here the nggaz in the club,love is done

It's whatever, whenever, however...
Thugz Mansion Lyrics
Shit, tired of gettin shot at Tired of gettin chased by the police and arrested Niggas need a spot where we can kick it A spot where we belong thats just for us Niggas aint gotta get all dressed up and be hollywood Nawmean? Where do niggas go when we die? Aint no heaven for a thug nigga Thats why we go to thug mansion Thats the only place where thugs get in free and you gotta be a G At thug mansion
AND SINCE U INFATUATED WIT SIN AN GAY SHIT

she was kissn my ... while u be kissn my ...

Nasty shit, u thought i was taller than that

u come and call a hundred times, i was bonin her neck

U got a baby by yora you can't disown her yet

when do your lies end?

when does the truth begin?

and as reality sets in, does a lot matter

GOTTA HURT THAT I'M YO BABY MAMA'S FAVORITE RAPPER!

and thats your current girl, she know whats up

Holla at ya real *siren*

Dre clip I just don't give a fuck



all i really know is that yo ho should be wit me

she ain't playn, she should be wit me, champagne

AINT PLAYN AINT PLAYN AINT PLAYN wit me

ooooooout



* Carmen is Nas's girlfriend