mags try and use my black ass So advertisers can give 'em more cash for ads, fuckers I don't know what you take me as Or understand the intelligence that Jay-Z
of hits, look how they wave to you From Marcy to Madison Square To the only thing that matters in just a matter of years (Yea) As fate would have it, Jay
'Bach I'm the realest that run it, I just happen to rap I ain't gotta clap at 'em, niggaz scared of that black I drop that Black Album, then I back,
It's the Dynasty niggaz as promised The world's most infamous Roc-A-Fella Records This is Roc La Familia It's Young Hova, Beanie Sigel, Memphis Bleek,
Uh, uh, uh, yeah, uh, your boy is back (Sexy sexy) I know y'all miss the bounce Need to bounce for the sexy you know Yeah ma, your dude is back, made
This feel right, right here, quick It's like it's supposed to happen, this one right here Young, God damn Let me justify my thug on this one right here
I'll let you see where that bright light lead you The more you talk the more you irkin' us The more you gonna need memorial services The Black Album's
Young it's the life Once again it's the life Yes I don't know why I .get so high off get so high off .get so highhigh off the life The allure of breaking
is wack Maybe you'll love me when I fade to black If you can't respect that your whole perspective is wack Maybe you'll love me when I fade to black
the dynasty by being one of the realest niggas out Way beyond a reasonable doubt, you all can't fill my shoes From my blueprint beginnings to that black album
, I'll chop ya up Put ya inside the mattress like drug money nigga Yeah, I done told you niggaz 9 or 10 times stop fuckin' with me I done told you niggaz 9 albums
Are you not entertained? Are you not entertained? Is this not why you are here? Uh uh-huh Uh uh-huh uhh Turn the music up, turn me down Guru, let's go
' our generation Allow me to re-introduce myself My name is Hov', oh, H to the O V I used to move snowflakes by the O Z I guess even back then you can
Ay, ay Hobb, you ain't, you ain't have no uhh You ain't have no muh'fuckin' seat on your, on your bicycle Now you uhh, the head of black music That's
GOD can judge me so I'm gon Either love me or leave me alone Now back to our regular scheduled program (Le Album Noir) The Black Album
Prevod: Jay-Z. Interlude (In The Black Album).
: [Jay-Z's Mom:] Sean Carter was born December 4th Weighing in at 10 pounds 8 ounces He was the last of my 4 children The only one who didn't give me
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