American Gangster

"Man I worked for one of the biggest companies in New York City.

He didn't own his own company. White man owned it, so they owned him. Nobody owns me though."

(Your gangster is not defined)

Your gangster is not defined by how low your jeans fall by your waist, but more how your genes stand over his expectations. Never forget where you came from.

(Your gangster)

Your gangster is not defined by how many rocks are in your watch, but rather how many rocks you move while on your watch.

(Gangsters, hustlers, republicans, democrats, pimps and hoes.)

Conservatives, labor, the seller, the buyer, the product, the producer.

(See you are what you are in this world.)

The gangster is absorbed and adored by those that don't understand the laws that govern gangsterment.

(Gangsterment)

Gangsterment allows you to make up your own laws and create brand new words.

Gangster mentality.

(Gangster mentality, an American way created by the white, mastered by the black, and absorbed by the fiends, taxed by the governmentality, charted by forbes.

If you believe in Jay-Z then you too can be a gangster.)

The you too can be a gangster by any means necessary. By any means necessary, by owning that dream. I mean it's a long walk to freedom but, while deep,

Deep, deep inside the bush.

(The war on terror screams, damn it feels good)

Damn it feels good to be a gangster.

(To be a gangster swagger is not a must, it's a liability, a cliche, a bad suit, cut the bullshit. You know if it wasn't for this, there would be no that.)

Which we call, the American Gangster.

Delivery me from my enemies, oh God

Defend me from those that rise up against me

Deliver me from the work of inequity

And save me, from the Bloody men

Look, mind state of a gangster from the 40's

Meet the business mind of Motown's Berry Gordy

Turn crack rock into a chain of 40/40's

Sorry my jewelry so gaudy

Slid into the party with my new pair of Mauris

America, meet the gangsta Shawn Corey

Hey young world, wanna hear a story?

Close your eyes and you could pretend you're me

A cut from the cloth of the Kennedy's

Frank Sinatra having dinner with the Genovese

This is the genesis of a nemesis

Mother America's not witnessed since

The Harlem Renaissance birthed black businesses

This is the tale of lost innocence's, as the incense burn

And the turntables turn and that Al Greens plays

I see my mother's afro, as mama taps her toes as she rolls her J's

And my papa just left the house, in search of the killer of my uncle Ray

And she's tryna calm my nerves, as I observe this is just one day

And what tomorrow has in store, we could never be sure, so all we can do is

Pray

Because of Your strength

While I walked upon thee

For God is my defense (pray for me)

As I head towards my homeroom, I observe the ruins, dope needles on the ground

I hear a car go, "Vrooom", drug dealer in the BM with the top down

As the girls start to giggle, I ask, "Why you laugh?", they say, "You too little

One day you'll understand, when you become a man 'bout things you have to get you"

Fast forward, freeze frame on my pistol

Fist full of dollars, ignorance is so blissful

I didn't choose this life, this life chose me

Around here is the shit that you just do

I just left school, the same BM is pulled over by the boys dressed blue

They had they guns drawn, screaming, "Just move"

"Or is there something else you suggest we can do"

He made his way to the trunk, opened it like, "Huh"

A treasure chest was removed

Cops said he'll be back next month

What we call corrupt, he called paying dues

Now when the rules is blurred, as they is and were, what am I to do?

But pray, pray the Lord forgive me

Pray He guides me by what I'm 'bout go through

Pray

Delivery me in thy righteousness

And cause me to escape

And climb thine air unto me

Save me Lord (pray for me)

Geah, anywhere there's oppression, the drug profession

Flourishes like beverages, refreshing (ah)

Sweet taste of sin, everything I've seen made me everything I am

Bad drug dealer or I victim, I beg

What came first? Moving chickens or the egg?

This is why I be so fresh,I'm tryna beat life 'cause I can't cheat death

Treat shame with shamelessness, aim stainless at anuses

You know who's game this is

Move coke like Pepsi it don't matter what the brand name is

I stand behind mine, everything I do I'm a man behind mine

I'm not a angel, I'm sure, but every night before I lay

I drop my knees to the floor and I pray

The name shall endure forever

The name shall be continued as long as the sun (pray for me)

Men shall be blessed in Him

All nations shall call Him blessed

In your name I pray (pray for me)

Lord bless us

Dreamed of you this mornin'

Then came the dawn and I thought you were here with me

If you could only see how much I love you

That's all, that's all, baby

Oh no, I'll never give up on you

(I never felt that before)

Oh no, I'll never give up on you

(I never felt that before)

Oh no, I'll never give up on you

(I never felt that before)

But there's always

(That's all that's all)

This is the shit you dream about with the homie steamin' out

Back-back-backin' them Beemer's out

Seems as our plans to get a grant

Then go off to college, didn't pan or even out

We need it now, we need a town

We need a place to pitch, we need a mound

For now, I'm just a lazy boy

Big dreamin' in my La-Z-Boy

In the clouds of smoke, been playin' this Marvin

Mama forgive me, should be thinkin' 'bout Harvard

But that's too far away, niggas are starvin'

Ain't nothin' wrong with aim, just gotta change the target

I got dreams of baggin' snidd-ow the size of pillows

I see pies every time my eyes clidd-ose

I see rides, sixes, I gotta get those

Life's a bitch, I hope that I make her over, though

Oh no, I'll never give up on you

(I never felt that before)

American dreamin'

Oh no, I'll never give up on you

(I never felt that before)

It's just American dreamin'

Oh no, I'll never give up on you

(I never felt that before)

American dreamin'

But there's always

(That's all, that's all)

Now see, the life's right there

And it seems right there, it's not quite near

And it's not like we're professionals movin' the decimals

Know where to cop? Nah, got a connect? No

Who under heaven knows how to be successful

Need a Personal Jesus, I'm in Depeche Mode

They say it's celestial, it's all in the stars

Like Tony Caruso, how you played the card

Y'all ain't fuckin' with me

The ironies are, had all coast better before he was bars

Now let's start, on your mark

Get set, let's go, get out the car

Goin' in circles, it's a vicious cycle

This is a crash course, this ain't high school

Wake up, Muttley, you're dreamin' again

Your own reality show, the season begins

Oh no, I'll never give up on you

(I never felt that before)

American dreamin'

Oh no, I'll never give up on you

(I never felt that before)

It's just American dreamin'

Oh no, I'll never give up on you

(I never felt that before)

American dreamin'

But there's always

(That's all, that's all)

Step one in this process, scramble up in your projects

And head to the heights where big coke is processed

You gotta convince 'em that you not from the Precinct

Please speak slow, 'cause he no speakey no English

If he takes a likin' after a couple of trips

If your money is straight, he's gon' give you consignment

You're now in a game where only time can tell

Survive the droughts, I wish you well

Survive the droughts, I wish you well

How sick am I? I wish you health

I wish you wheels, I wish you wealth

I wish you insight so you could see for yourself

You could see the signs, when the jackets is schemin'

And the cops is comin', you could read their mind

You could see from behind, you could redefine

The game as we know it, one dream at a time, I'm American dreamin'

Oh no, I'll never give up on you

(I never felt that before)

American dreamin'

Oh no, I'll never give up on you

(I never felt that before)

American dreamin'

Oh no, I'll never give up on you

(I never felt that before)

American dreamin'

But there's always

(That's all, that's all)

American dreamin'

Oh baby

But there's always

(That's all, that's all)

But there's always

(That's all, that's all)

Hello Brooklyn

Hello Brooklyn, how you doing?

Where you going? And can I come too?

And if I can, I'ma be your man

You could be my lady, and have my baby

And drive my cars, and drive me crazy

Wherever your going baby girl just take me

'Cause I'm so taken, if you taken

I'm just saying baby, I'm just saying

Like a mama you birthed me, Brooklyn you nursed me

Schooled me with hard knocks, better than Berkeley

They say you'd murk me by the time I was 21

That shit disturbed me, but you never hurt me

Hello Brooklyn, if we had a daughter

Guess what I'ma call her, Brooklyn Carter

When I left you for Virginia, it didn't offend ya

'Cause you know I only stepped out to get dinner

And I'm eating, so much I bought extra

So much so that dinners now turned into breakfast

I only roll Lexus, to hug your road

I love your corners, I'm half your soul

Hello Brooklyn, how you doing?

Where you going? Can I come too?

And if I can, I'ma be your man

You could be my lady, and have my baby

And drive my cars, and drive me crazy

Wherever your going baby girl just take me

'Cause I'm so taken, if you taken

I'm just saying baby, I'm just saying

Hello Brooklyn

Hello Brooklyn

Whats your story,

She said she's eating on the run but she ain't N.O.R.E

She said she's got a man but he ain't worried

But baby I'ma have to rob him like Horry

She said she love B.I.G. and she likes Tupac

And when I said Jay-Z she say, "It's the Roc"

I'ma leave it like this, like this like that

Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?

Have you seen her?

And when she tell you something you better believe her

She told me she like my New Orleans demeanor

And so I said, goodbye Katrina, and hello Brooklyn

But baby you are, the sweetest site eyes could see

I said hello Brooklyn, but baby I hope you never say goodbye to me

I said hello Brooklyn, buh-buh-baby you are so damn fine to me

And I remember the time, place and the weather

On the day you said hi to me

And let's say hello Brooklyn

Brooklyn you crazy, look how you made me

Razor blades in my mouth walking 'round behaving

All demented, black hoodies and Timberland'd

Always scheming, "You see the gleam on that niggas pendant?"

Hello Brooklyn, you bad influence

Look what you had me doing

But I ain't mad at you, look at my attitude

It says my life's too real

Check out my ice grill, baby I'm cold as ice

Like I'm from Brownsville, but my Bed's in the Stuy

Though I'll lie flat in your bush, 'til we smoking C.I

What up to the boy B.I., you know I handle B.I

I don't half step on the 'caine, ask the dreads 'bout I

How you gwaan so? She like it hardcore

So I grind slow, iller than Albee Square Mall back in the 9-0

My fine hoe we got some victims to catch

So in a couple years baby, I'ma bring you some Nets

Hello Brooklyn, how you doing?

Where you going? Can I come too?

And if I can, I'ma be your man

You could be my lady, and have my baby

And drive my cars, and drive me crazy

Wherever your going baby girl just take me

'Cause I'm so taken, if you taken

I'm just saying baby, I'm just saying

Hello Brooklyn

Hello Brooklyn, buh-buh-baby you are

The sweetest thing eyes could see

Hello Brooklyn, baby I hope you never say goodbye to me

I said hello Brooklyn, buh-buh-baby you are so damn fine to me

But I remember the time, place and the weather

On the day you said hi to me

And let's say hello Brooklyn

(Movie)

The most important thing in business is honesty, integrity, hard work, family never forgetting where we came from

(Jay-Z)

Poor me, dad was gone, finally got my dad back

Liver bad he wouldnt live long, they snatched my dad back

Guidence i never had that, streets was my second home

Welcomed me with open arms provided a place to crash at

A place to study math at, matter fact i learned it all

Burnt it all this music is where i bury the ashes at

Flash back not having much, not having that

Had to get some hollabread you can holla back at

Holla that my jewish lawyer do enjoy the fruit of within my cash stack

Just in case a nigga got to use his rat-ta-ta-ta-tat

Own boss own yacht, masters, slave

The mentality i carry with me to this very day

F**k rich lets get wealthy who else gon' feed we

If i need it imma get it however God help me

(And i dont need no hook for this shit!)

Im so for sure it's no facade

Stay out of trouble, momma said as momma sighed

Her fear her youngest son being victim of homocide

But i got to get you out of here momma or imma---die

Inside---and either way you lose me momma so let loose of me

I got the reign our direction'll soon change

To live and die in N.Y. in the hustle game

Hustle 'caine, hustle clothes, or hustle music

But hustle hard in any hustle that you pick

Skinny nigga toothpick but, but i do lift

Weight like im using 'roids rolls royce

Keep my movements smooth while manuvering

Through all the manure in the sewers that i grew up in

Choi-ces we make trying to escape

(And i dont need no hook for this shit!)

This is not for commercial usage

Please dont categorize this is music

Please dont compare me to other rappers

Compare me to trappers im more Frank Lucas than Ludacris

And Luda's my dude i ain't trying to diss

Like Frank Lucas is cool but i aint trying to snitch

Imma follow the rules no matter how much time imma get

Imma live and die with the decisions that imma pick

So f**k the haven for cave in, thats why we dont speak

Made men aint supposed to make statements

End of the story i followed the code cracked the safe

Other niggas aint in the game so they practice hate

Leave that boy Hov alone why dont ya

You dont have to if you dont want to but dont say i didnt warn ya

Oh (And i dont need no hook for this shit!)

And the winner is Hov

My man

Speech

First of all, I wanna thank my connect

The most important person, with all due respect

Thanks to the duffel bag, the brown paper bag

The Nike shoe box for holding all this cash (okay)

Boys in blue who put greed before the badge (okay)

The first pusher whoever made the stash (okay)

The Roc Boys in the building tonight (hey)

Oh, what a feeling, I'm feeling life (hey)

Thanks to the lames, niggas with bad aim

Thanks to a little change, I tore you out the game

Bullet wounds will stop your buffoonery

Thanks to the pastor rapping at your eulogy

To Lil' Kim and them, you know the women friend

Who carry the work cross state for a gentlemen

Yeah, thanks to all the hustlers

And most importantly you, the customer

The Roc Boys in the building tonight (hey)

Oh, what a feeling, I'm feeling life (hey)

You don't even gotta bring your paper out

We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house (we in the house, hou', hou')

The Roc Boys in the building tonight (hey)

Look at how I'm chilling, I'm killing this ice (hey)

You don't even gotta bring ya purses out

We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house (we in the house, hou', hou')

(We in the house, hou', hou', hey)

Let your hair down, baby, I just hit a score

Pick any place on the planet, pick a shore

Take what the Forbes figured, then figure more

'Cause they forgot to account what I did with the raw

Pick a time, let's pick apart some stores

Pick a weekend for freaking for figure fours

I figure frauds never hit a lick before

So they don't know the feeling when them things get across

Put your hand out the window, feel the force

Feel the Porsche, hit defrost

Ice cold, jewels got no flaws

Drop got no top, you on the top floor

Pink Rosé, think OJ

I get away with murder when I sling yay

Heroin got less steps than Britney

That means it ain't stepped on, dig me?

The Roc Boys in the building tonight (hey)

Oh, what a feeling, I'm feeling life (hey)

You don't even gotta bring your paper out

We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house (we in the house, hou', hou')

The Roc Boys in the building tonight (hey)

Look at how I'm chilling, I'm killing this ice (hey)

You don't even gotta bring ya purses out

We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house (we in the house)

Red Porsche's, rare portraits (we in the house)

Rare guns if you dare come near the fortress (we in the house)

This apple sauce is from the apple orchid

This kinda talk is only reserved for the bosses

Which means I get it from the ground

Which means you get it when I'm around

Rich niggas, black Bar Mitzvahs

Mazel tov, it's a celebration bitches, l'chaim

I wish for you a hundred years of success but it's my time

Cheers, toast to crime

Number one D-boy, shame he could rhyme

The Roc Boys in the building tonight (hey)

Oh, what a feeling, I'm feeling life (hey)

You don't even gotta bring your paper out

We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house (we in the house, hou', hou')

The Roc Boys in the building tonight (hey)

Look at how I'm chilling, I'm killing this ice (hey)

You don't even gotta bring ya purses out

We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house (we in the house, hou', hou')

(We in the house, hou', hou', hey)

The Roc Boys in the building tonight

Oh, what a feeling, I'm feeling life

You don't even gotta bring your paper out

We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house (we in the house, hou', hou')

The Roc Boys in the building tonight

Look at how I'm chilling, I'm killing this ice

You don't even gotta bring ya purses out

We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house (we in the house, hou', hou')

(We in the house, hou', hou', hey)

Sweet

Let that ride out

Bring them horns back, yeah

This is black superhero music right here, baby

American Gangster

Taking flight, coming to a town near you

Soon as I touch down, just want y'all to start playing the horns like

Hovi's home

Lukey, baby

Ow

Sweet!

And still there's pain

If I would have grew up to be a doctor, my nephew would have grew up to do the same

But since I grew up through the game, and my influence is the same

And my therapy is music, they ask if you ashamed

And though I wish I could separate, two things,

I cannot, so my answer to you remains

I can walk down the hall or mirrors, in Versailles

And be so satisfied when I look a myself in the eyes

No shame, no sir, just big boats and tearing the coast up

Tight coup like I'm wearing the roadster,

For any coup I'm bear hugging the holster.

Hov, alright, alright

And that may not be

What you call perfect

But, but it's my life

The life, the life, the life

Once again it's the life

So I make no apologies

Crooked policies

So a G a nigga gotta be

We playing for property, no monopoly

So I'll pass go and let my nephew follow me

They say the child shall lead,

So I take it far as I can, and then we shall see

Shall we dance with the devil, for a beat

I pray to God I ain't got two left feet

Do the hustle, put keys in the street

Then I'm ballroom dancing, ke-ke'ing in the suite

Sweet.

BB's on the feet, TV's in the seat

Enemies on the creep

It's so corrupt

Soak it up

It's a lesson, never fuck up

One day you're up, next day you're down

Long as you stay the same, it will come back around

Hov, alright, alright

And that may not be

What you call perfect

But, but it's my life

The life, the life, the life

Once again it's the life

I'm even better, I'm eating better

Best thing about it is, my niggas eating together

With each endeavor

We reaching levels, niggas ain't seen in like forever

I'm hyman roth I make all my partners rich

I can vouch for you, if you ain't a part of this

So pardon me as I pave my wrist

As I parlay my chips, Hov!

Alright, alright, American Gangster, ganster, business like I'm white

But I'm not, I'm just bright

So fly with no fear of the flight

So if y'all hear my plight

And if you think you can make it this far without a fight

Couple mistakes here and there, not always right

But I'm always real, that's how I sleep at night

Hov, alright, alright

And that may not be

What you call perfect

But, but it's my life

The life, the life, the life

Once again it's the life

And I know and I know

And I know and I know

And I know and I know

And I know and I know

Everythin' you like

Everythin' you love

Everythin' you like

Everythin' you love

And I know and I know

And I know and I know

And I know and I know

And I know and I know

Everythin' you like

Everythin' you love

Everythin' you like

Everythin' you love

She wants that old thing back, she want those heroin tracks

She likes me, she fiends for me nightly, she leans for me

Mornin' she rush for my touch, this is about lust

Cold sweats occur when I'm not with her

My presence is a must, must, must

Bonita Applebum, I gotta put you on

If I didn't when we cuttin', the feelin' would be too strong

In any form, I'm givin' you sweet dreams

That Sugar Hill, she call me her sweet thing

That Black Rain that take away your pain

Just for one night, baby, take me in vein

Now that feelin' got you trippin', you no wanna feel no different

Said lust has got you itchin' all wide open and its' drippin'

I know what you like, I am your prescription

I'm your physician, I'm your addiction

And I know and I know

And I know and I know

And I know and I know

And I know and I know

Everythin' you like

Everythin' you love

Everythin' you like

Everythin' you love

And I know and I know

And I know and I know

And I know and I know

And I know and I know

Everythin' you like

Everythin' you love

Everythin' you like

Everythin' you love

I am so dope like Louis Vuittons with the red bottoms

You gotta have 'em, you glad you got 'em

Like every color, Giuseppe's your guilty pleasure is me

It's so much fun, you shun therapy

Although it never be, the feelin' is fleetin'

Shopping's like coppin', you constantly need it

I'm never around, you constantly seekin'

You'll never be down, I know where your peak is

9 1/2 weeks is better than 12-steps

I keep tryin' to remind you to keep tellin' yourself

Now your conscience is interfering like better yourself

Like you better get help but when that medicine's felt?

We're back together, don't ever leave me

Don't ever let 'em tell you that you'll never need me

My China White, 'til we D.O.A.

It's Montega forever, baby, let's get away

And I know and I know

And I know and I know

And I know and I know

And I know and I know

Everythin' you like

Everythin' you love

Everythin' you like

Everythin' you love

And I know and I know

And I know and I know

And I know and I know

And I know and I know

Everythin' you like

Everythin' you love

Everythin' you like

Everythin' you love

How could you leave me? I thought that you needed me

When the world got too much and you pleaded with me

Who helped you immediately? How speedy of me

How could you deny me so vehemently?

Now your body is shakin', tryin' to free it of me

And your soul is in control, tryin' to lead it from me

And your heart no longer pledge allegiance to me

Damn, I'm missin' the days when you needed the D

And I know and I know

And I know and I know

And I know and I know

And I know and I know

Everythin' you like

Everythin' you love

Everythin' you like

Everythin' you love

And I know and I know

And I know and I know

And I know and I know

And I know and I know

Everythin' you like

Everythin' you love

Everythin' you like

Everythin' you love

Oh...

I like the party life...

Break Out The Red Lights

The city in bright lights

Welcome To The Party Life

These girls dressin' skintight...

Welcome to the 70's-Sweet!

Ordered some Patreezy

While talkin' to this breezy

Brushin' off my three-piece, I make this look too easy

So tall and lanky, my suit?

It should thank me

I make it look good to be this hood, Meyer Lansky

Look what Lucky left me

Gangster, effortlessly

Poppa was a rolling stone-it's in my ancestry

I'm in a whole 'nother league, niggas never catch me

And I sport fly shit, I should win the ESPY

(Baby I, I said I sport fly shit, I should win the Espy...

I'm really in another league, babe...

I got a slick mouth, you might wanna roll with me,)

I'm on her bra strap, she's on my diiiick

Ain't nothin' wrong with that, that's my biiiitch

I be the boss of that, I'm on her shiiiit

So all you niggas fall back, I'll split ya wig

She's my little quarterback... ya dig?

Cause I'm all that in the sack... ya, ya dig?

I spoiled her

Foiled it if you fakin', Jack

She's used to million-dollar vacations

Fuck ya'll gon' do with that?

When you're blue

You got nothin' to do

(Ay, baby, see,...

When you're used to Filet Mignon,)

Head into the party life

(It's kinda hard to go back to Hamburger Helper...)

If you're feelin' low

We got to go

(It's your choice though, baby...)

Get into the party life

Is you rollin' rollin' rollin'?

(Yeah, baby...)

Is you headin' to the party life?

(Is you rollin'?

You can stall out or ball out...)

Is you rollin' rollin' rollin'?

Is you headin' to the party life?

(Make a choice...

It's so gangster, baby...)

Is you rollin' rollin' rollin'?

Sippin' on my vino

Got me cooler than Pacino

When DeNiro put together my real life it's like CASINO

They should pay me for some B-roll

Takin' G-strokes through the ghee-to

When rap-p-p-pid fire's just a neccesary evil

Hola Hovito', cooler than zero

B-low fresh one blade, no chemo

Art with no easel

Please, it's no equal

Ya boy's off the wall, these other niggas is Tito

Oh...

I like the party life

The city in bright lights

These girls dressin' skintight...

(Damn,...

Ay baby, I said I'm, I'm Off The Wall, I'm like a...

Young Michael Jackson, these other niggas is Tito...

Shout out to Randy, Real Talk!)

When you're blue

You got nothin' to do

(I'm a just let this ride out...)

Head into the party life

(I might let it ride out for like 7 minutes, you can groove to it, whatever)

If you're feelin' low

We got to go

(Let's two-step... aaow!)

Get into the party life

(Guru, turn the lights down, let's keep it smooth...

This that shit you roll up, like a lil' tight J to...

Sip ya lil' wine...)

Is you rollin' rollin' rollin'?

Is you headin' to the party life?

Is you rollin' rollin' rollin'?

Is you headin' to the party life?

(Whatever your vice is, you know?

Whatever YOU like to do... get into yo' comfort zone, baby...

Get into yo' comfort zone... uh huh)

When you're blue

You got nothin' to do

(Head into the party life...)

Head into the party life

If you're feelin' low

We got to go

(I don't even want it to stop, tho, forreal tho...)

Get into the party life

Step into my bedroom

I call it the Red room

C-cause it gets h-h-hot-t-t

I trust you gon' like it

See, why are we talkin' all this fly shit?

C-c-c-c-cause I'm the flyest

Hovito, baby

No equal, baby

So, petite n' gold

Let the beat go

Now I'm eatin' gold, baby

Hovito, baby

No equal, baby

So, petite n' gold

Let the beat go

Now can we go crazy?...

(Ooh!...)

When you're blue

You got nothin' to do

Head into the party life

If you're feelin' low

We got to go

Get into the party life...

(Yo... nothin' in the world makes me sadder than to see a lonely girl...)

Yes sir, just the sound of his voice is a hit

Y'all niggaz got me really confused out there

I make 'Big Pimpin" or 'Give It To Me' one of those

Y'all hail me as the greatest writer of the 21st century

I make some thought provokin' shit y'all question whether he fallin' off

I'ma really confuse y'all on this one, follow

When them tops come down, chicks tops come down

Like when them shots come out, make cops come around

When them blocks come out I can wake up a small town

Finish off the block then I make my mall rounds

Stares get exchanged then the fifth come out

The tough guy disappear, then the bitch come out

"That's him", I'm usually what they whisper 'bout

Either what chick he with or his chip amount

'Cause I been doin' this since CHiPs was out

Watchin' Erik Estrada, baggin' up at the Ramada

Table full of powder, AC broke

'Bout to take another shower on my twenty-fifth hour

Spike Lee's everywhere, game on the flight

You might see me anywhere, day in the life

Only thing changed the tail number on the flight

I can touch down and take off the same night

I'm so bossy, bitch get off me

Trick get off me, you can't get shit off me

I'm so flossy, no 6's or Sprees

Laid back, Maybach's, don't even talk to me

This is that ignorant shit you like

Nigga fuck shit, ass bitch, trick precise, c'mon

I got that ignorant shit you love

Nigga fuck shit, maricn puta and drugs, c'mon

I got that ignorant shit you need

Nigga fuck shit, ass bitch, trick plus weed, c'mon

I'm only tryin' to give you what you want

Nigga fuck shit, ass bitch, you like it, don't front

They're all actors, lookin' at themselves in the mirror backwards

Can't even face themselves, don't fear no rappers

They're all weirdos, DeNiros in practice

So don't believe everythin' your earlobe captures, it's mostly backwards

Unless it happens to be as accurate as me

And everythin' said in song you happen to see

Then actually, believe half of what you see

None of what you hear, even if it's spat by me

And with that said, I will kill niggaz dead

Cut niggaz short, give you wheels for legs

I'm a K I double L E R, see y'all in hell

Shoot niggaz straight through the E.R.

Whoa, this ain't B.R., no

This S.C. CEO, the next Lyor, no

The next leader of the whole free world

And the first thing I'ma do is free Sigel, go

Take off the cuffs, unlock the gate

It's that ignorant nigga that you love to hate

The oh-seven Ice Cube, B. Sig' so rude

Tell a trick get these nuts, eat dick like food

Now see if I care if this verse get aired

Even if you mute it, the curse is there, yeah

I'm so raunchy, bitch get off me

Keep my flea collar on, you lil' ticks get off me

I missed the part when it stopped bein 'bout Imus

What do my lyrics got to do with this shit

'Scarface' the movie did more than Scarface the rapper to me

So that ain't to blame for all the shit that's happened to me

Are you sayin' what I'm spittin'

Is worse than these celebrataunts showin' they kittin', you kiddin'?

Let's stop the bullshittin'

'Til we all without sin, let's quit the pulpittin'

'Scarface' the movie did more than Scarface the rapper to me

So that ain't to blame for all the shit that's happened to me

Now stop the bullshittin'

'Til we all without sin, let's quit the pulpittin', c'mon

This is that ignorant shit you like

Nigga fuck shit, ass bitch, trick precise, c'mon

I got that ignorant shit you love

Nigga fuck shit, maricn puta and drugs, c'mon

I got that ignorant shit you need

Nigga fuck shit, ass bitch, trick plus weed, c'mon

I'm only tryin' to give you what you want

Nigga fuck shit, ass bitch, you like it, don't front

It's only entertainment

Uh, uh, uh

Uh

It's that Roc-A-Fella music, soulful

Say hello, to the bad guy (hello)

They say I'm a bad guy

I come from the bottom but now I'm mad fly (say hello)

They say I'm a menace (hello)

That's the picture they paint

They say a lot about me

Let me tell you what I ain't (say hello)

They say I'm a bad guy (hello)

Say hi to the bad guy

I come from the bottom but now I'm mad fly (say hello)

They say I'm a menace (hello)

That's the picture they paint

They say a lot about me

Let me tell you what I ain't (say hello)

Ay, ay, ay, ay (hello)

They say a lot about me

Let me tell you what I ain't

I ain't playing, life's short so I aim

I ain't waiting for life start betraying 'em

It's twice as hard to get a job that's paying 'em

So I ain't paying attention to what you're saying

Raindrops keep falling on my brain

'Cause I'm in the drop on flames

I'm so hot even if the weather change

I don't have no top, I'm insane

'Member dark-skinned Jermaine

Suede in the rain, I'm sorta kinda the same

'Cept I'm no lame and you gonna know my name

Before I go the world gon' feel my pain

They saying I'm a bad guy, why's that?

'Cause when my back's against the wall, nigga I react

Secretly though, I know you admire that

You wish you had the balls to fire back, brrap

Say hello, uhh uh, hello, uhh uh

You wish you had the balls to fire back, brrap

Say hello, to the bad guy (hello)

They say I'm a bad guy

I come from the bottom but now I'm mad fly (say hello)

They say I'm a menace (hello)

That's the picture they paint

They say a lot about me

Let me tell you what I ain't (say hello)

They say I'm a bad guy (hello)

Say hi to the bad guy

I come from the bottom but now I'm mad fly (say hello)

They say I'm a menace (hello)

That's the picture they paint

They say a lot about me

Let me tell you what I ain't (say hello)

Ay, ay, ay, ay (hello)

They say a lot about me

Let me tell you what I ain't

I ain't no ordinary nigga

Look around, this ain't what ordinary gets you (it ain't)

Extraordinary figures (damn)

I'm an extraordinary nigga

Before my name became Jigga

Before I sang I had that thang on slippers

Can't complain 'bout what they ain't gon' give ya

That ain't gon' get ya shit, might as well give up

Or get up, get out and get something, nigga

Get a job my nigga, or get to dumping

Only God can judge him, only he without sin

Tell me if my means, justify my ends

'Til then, I'm just gon' fly in the Benz

Wire my friends through Western Union

Shh, supplies in

My system knocking, here comes the bad guy again

Say hello, uhh uh, hello, uhh uh

Hello, uhh, here comes the bad guy again

Say hello, to the bad guy (hello)

They say I'm a bad guy

I come from the bottom but now I'm mad fly (say hello)

They say I'm a menace (hello)

That's the picture they paint

They say a lot about me

Let me tell you what I ain't (say hello)

They say I'm a bad guy (hello)

Say hi to the bad guy

I come from the bottom but now I'm mad fly (say hello)

They say I'm a menace (hello)

That's the picture they paint

They say a lot about me

Let me tell you what I ain't (say hello)

Ay, ay, ay, ay (hello)

Let me tell you what I ain't

We ain't thugs for the sake of just being thugs

Nobody do that where we grew at, nigga, duh

The poverty line we not above

So out comes the mask and gloves 'cause we ain't feeling the love

We ain't doing crime for the sake of doing crimes

We moving dimes 'cause we ain't doing fine

One out of three of us is locked up doing time

You know what this type of shit can do to a nigga mind

My mind on my money, money on my mind

If you owe me ten dollars, you ain't giving me nine

Y'all ain't give me forty acres and a mule

So I got my Glock 40 now I'm cool

And if Al Sharpton is speaking for me

Somebody give him the word and tell him I don't approve

Tell him I remove the curses

If you tell me our schools gon' be perfect

When Jena Six don't exist

Tell him that's when I'll stop saying bitch (bitch)

Say hello, to the bad guy (hello)

They say I'm a bad guy

I come from the bottom but now I'm mad fly (say hello)

They say I'm a menace (hello)

That's the picture they paint

They say a lot about me

Let me tell you what I ain't (say hello)

They say I'm a bad guy (hello)

Say hi to the bad guy

I come from the bottom but now I'm mad fly (say hello)

They say I'm a menace (hello)

That's the picture they paint

They say a lot about me

Let me tell you what I ain't (say hello)

Ay, ay, ay, ay (hello)

Ay

"Your success took a shot at you, what are you going to do now?

How are you gonna kill it? You're gonna become unsuccessful?

Frank, you can be successful and have enemies, uh?

Be unsuccessful too, and even have friends"

I got these niggas, Breezy, don't worry about it

Let that bitch breathe!

I used to give a fuck, now I give a fuck less

What do I think of success? It sucks, too much stress

I guess I blew up quick

'Cause friends I grew up with

See me as a premie, but I'm not, and my nuts big

I don't know what the fuss is, my career is illustrious

My rep is impeccable; I'm not to be fucked with, with

Shit, let that bitch breathe!

I'm way too important to be talking about extorting

Asking me for a portion's like asking for a coffin

Broad daylight I'll off your on-switch

You're not too bright, goodnight, long kiss

Bye bye, my reply, "Blah, blah"

Blast burner, then pass burner to Ty-Ty

Finish my breakfast, why?

I got an appetite for destruction and you're a small fry

Now where was I?

Let that bitch breathe!

I used to give a shit, now I don't give a shit more

Truth be told, I had more fun when I was piss-poor

I'm pissed off, and this what success is all about?

A bunch of niggas acting like bitches with big mouths

All this stress, all I got is this big house

Couple of cars, I don't bring half of them shits out

All of this Ace of Spade I drink just to piss out

I mean, I like the taste, could've saved myself six hours

How many times can I go to Mr. Chow's, Tao's, Nobu?

Hold up, let me move my bowels

I'll shit on y'all niggas, OG, tell these boys

(Y'all ain't got shit on my nigga, aoww!)

I got watches I ain't seen in months

Apartment at the Trump I only slept in once

Niggas said Hova was over, such dummies

Even if I fell, I'll land on a bunch of money

Y'all ain't got nothing for me

Nas, let that bitch breathe!

Success, McLaren, women staring

My villain appearance

Sacred blood of a king and my vein ain't spilling

Ghetto Othello, Sugar Hill Romello

Camaro driven, I climax from paper

Then ask, "Why is life worth living?"

Is it to hunt for the shit that you want?

To receive's great, but I lust giving

The best jewelers wanna make my things

I make Jacob shit on Lorraine just to make me a chain

Niggas mentioned on One Love

Came home to the paper in hand

Ain't gotta brag about the Feds, young man

Old cribs I sold, y'all drive by like monuments

Google Earth Nas; I got flats in other continents

Worst enemies wanna be my best friends

Best friends wanna be enemies like that's what's in

But I don't give a fuck, walk inside the lion's den

Take everybody's chips, 'bout to cash them in

Up your catalog, dog, mine's worth too much

Like Mike Jacks ATV pub, Mottola can't touch

Let this bitch breathe! (Ha-heh)

Let this bitch breathe!

I know I shouldn't did that

I know it's gon' come right back

I know it's gon' destroy everything I made

It's probably gon' get you boys sent away

But this game I play ain't no way to fix it

It's inevitable that I'm (fallin')

Said where I would stop before I even started

When I get to one brick, then the game I would depart with

Got to one brick then I looked to the sky like

"Sorry God I lied but give me one more try"

Got to two bricks, new cars, new whips

But, niggas never learn 'til they end up in the news clip

The irony of selling drugs is sort of like you using it

Guess theres two sides to what, substance abuse is

Can't stop, won't stop, addicted to this new shit

Brand new convertibles I'm so ruthless

Front row fight night see how big my tube is

Fuck HD nigga see how clear my view is (fallin')

But there's a price for over doing it

Doing it this big'll put you on the map

Stick up kids is house attacks

Plus the FBI boys with the cameras in the back

Damn

I know I shouldn't did that

I know it's gon' come right back

I know it's gon' destroy everything I made

It's probably gon' get you boys sent away

But this game I play ain't no way to fix it

It's inevitable (now ya) fallin'

When you should've fell back

Now you're (fallin') right into they lap

Fallin', they applaud and they screaming at the screen

Damn, you fucked up like their favorite movie scene

Godfather, Good Fellas, Scarface, Casino

You seen what that last run did to De Niro in Heat

Can't beat the odds can't seek the card

Can't blow too hard life's a deck of cards

Now you're tumbling is humbling you fall and you're mumbling

Under your breathe like you knew this day was coming (fallin')

Now let's pray that arm candy that you left you ex for

Stay down and come in handy

'Cause come January it gets cold

When the letters start to slow and your commissary's low

When your lawyer screams appeal only thinking 'bout a bill

And your chances are a nil, damn, gravity's ill

I know I shouldn't did that

I know it's gon' come right back

I know it's gon' destroy everything I made

It's probably gon' get you boys sent away

But this game I play ain't no way to fix it

It's inevitable (but you're) fallin'

And you can't get up

All you do is push-up, pull-up sit-up

Lock down the town now belongs to the squares

Who said they won't make the same mistakes that got you there

And your arm candy sweet on 'em

And the women that you left for this heifer

Got a college degree coming

Bad news keeps coming hard to keep something on your stomach

Your sick 'bout what you life is becoming (fallin')

But your use-to's, has-beens, ragging bad about all the new dudes

Talking tough on the YouTube 'bout what you used to do

But that's old school to the new crew

They doing numbers like Sudoku

They're the new you, and it's damn near inevitable

They'll experience déja vu too

Fight and you'll never survive, run and you'll never escape

So just fall for grace, damn

I know I shouldn't did that

I know it's gon' come right back

I know it's gon' destroy everything I made

It's probably gon' get you boys sent away

But this game I play ain't no way to fix it

It's inevitable that I'm

Fallin', seems like I'm fallin'

Fallin', seems like I'm fallin'

Fallin', seems like I'm fallin'

Fallin', seems like I'm fallin'

Fallin', seems like I'm fallin'

Fallin', seems like I'm fallin'

Fallin', seems like I'm fallin'

Fallin', seems like I'm...

Roc-A-Fella Records

The imperial Skateboard P

Great Hova

Y'all already know what it is (oh shit)

C'mon (woo)

Yeah, so what if you flip a couple words?

I could triple that in birds

Open your mind you see the circus in the sky

I'm Ringling Brothers, Barnum & Bailey with the pies

No matter how you slice it, I'm your motherfucking guy

And just like a b-boy with 360 waves

Do the same with the pot, still come back beige

Whether right or southpaw, whether pot or the jar

Whip it around, it still comes back hard

So easily do I W-H-I-P

My repetition with wristses'll bring you kilo bidness

I got Creole C.O. bitches

For my niggas who slipped, became prisoners

Trees taped to the visitors

You already know what the bidness is

Unnecessary commissary, boy, we live this shit

Niggas wanna bring the 80s back

That's okay with me, that's where they made me at

Except I don't write on the wall

I write my name in the history books

Hustling in the hall (hustling in the hall)

Nah, I don't spin on my head

I spin my work in the pots, so I can spend my bread

And I'm gettin' it, I'm gettin' it

I ain't talkin' about it, I'm livin' it

I'm gettin' it, straight gettin' it

Ge-ge-ge-get get get it boy

Don't waste your time

Fighting the life

Stay your course

And you'll understand

Get it boy

This '87 state of mind that I'm in (mind that I'm in)

In my prime, so for that time, I'm Rakim (I'm Rakim)

If it wasn't for the crime that I was in

But I wouldn't be the guy whose rhymes it is that I'm in (that I'm in)

No pain, no profit, P I repeat if you show me where the pot is (pot is)

Cherry M3's with the top back (top back)

Red and green G's all on my hat

North Beach leathers, matching Gucci sweater

Gucci sneaks on to keep my outfit together

Whatever, hundred for the diamond chain

Can't you tell that I came from the dope game

Blame Reagan for making me into a monster

Blame Oliver North and Iran-Contra

I ran contraband that they sponsored

Before this rhyming stuff we was in concert

And I'm gettin' it, I'm gettin' it

I ain't talkin' about it, I'm livin' it

I'm gettin' it, straight gettin' it

Ge-ge-ge-get get get it boy

Don't waste your time

Fighting the life

Stay your course

And you'll understand

Get it boy

Push (push) money over broads, you got it, fuck Bush

Chef (chef), guess what I cooked?

Baked a lot of bread and kept it off the books

Rockstar, look, way before the bars my picture was getting took

Feds, they like wack rappers

Tried as they may, couldn't get me on the hook, uh

D.A. wanna indict me

'Cause fish scales in my veins like a Pisces

The Pyrex pot, rolled up my sleeves

Turn one into two like a Siamese twin

When it end, I'ma stand as a man

Never dying on my knees

Last of a dying breed, so let the champagne pop

I partied for a while now I'm back to the block

And I'm gettin' it, I'm gettin' it

I ain't talkin' about it, I'm livin' it

I'm gettin' it, straight gettin' it

Ge-ge-ge-get get get it boy

Don't waste your time

Fighting the life

Stay your course

And you'll understand

Get it boy

Blue Magic, that's a brand name

Like Pepsi, that's a brand name

I stand behind it, I guarantee it

They know that, even if they don't know me anymore than they know the

The Chairmain of General Mills

My man

I'm from the 80's,

Home of the heroine,

Error of the hustlers, uh

The world is my custy

New rich porter

The way I flip quarters

Front on all these other rap artists, but me

Momma was a mink wearer, Papa ran numbers

So it's plain to see, where my whole plan come from

American dream, I'm living the life still

The way I shine is like a zillion dollar light bill

Still I'm grinding, army jacket lining

40 below timbs on, getting my M's on

My best friends gone, I seen bad days

Still find songs that I hear him on

Getting my Mary J. Blige Reminisce on

I hear his voice in my mind, like, nigga live on

So I get on that fly shit I been on

Spin on corners in enzo with rims on

But for info, puffin on Endo-Nesia

Give me amnesia

I ease up, that right, I'm high nigga

I want the sky,

The world when I'm done

I'm give it to my sons

Let 'em live it up, split it up, switch it up,

Sixes kit it up, man I did it up, done

I came, if the sky should fall

And it all goes tomorrow, and they foreclose on the house and auction off all my cars

Don't cry for me Argentina, I mobbed the beamer

Took trips abroad, got mobbed in Sardina

In Ibiza I had pizza in the club

Ladies know I'm that guy, they wanna piece of my love

Now they wanna ya boy like Mike in his prime

Billie Jean the goddamn boy ain't mine

And the Roc break up, had the people losing hope

Can't lie they had Muhammad Hovi on the ropes

Now I'm back in the go mode, back in the go-go's

Throwing the diamond up, repping the logo

Rose gold rose flow, I'm okay though

What Don't kill me makes stronger than before so

Here we go and I'm not domino

When it all falls down, I'm like Kanye's jaw

I might break but I don't fold, till I hold the sky in my hand

Yeah that's my goal

And then I bid you Freddy Adu

Prodigal Child, y'all not ready for the future

Then I disappear in the Bermuda Triangle

My name will be viewed such

Here's to the man that refused to give up

I want the sky nigga, Chuuuuuuch