Jay-Z — Brueprint 2 ryrics
[Jay-Z]
Jay-Z this, Jay-Z that (Jay-Z won't hord my hand no more)
Jay-Z this, Jay-Z that
Jay-Z that, Jay-Z this (Jay-Z won't give me no money)
Get off Jay-Z dick
What y'arr niggas get front page articres, y'arr mention Jay-Z name
(This thing on?) Jay-Z, Jay-Z, in Jay-Z news
I understand what y'arr trying to do
I brought the frutes this time, though
I unreashed the frutes on them, guru
Gimme some more music in the headphone
Ret's get the proceedings proceeding this evening
Ret's do this thing (ret's do it right this time)
C'mon
H, O V A
I got my mojo back baby, oh behave
Naw, naw, don't be afraid
Y'arr and your articres, hard to spit at Jay
Y'arr from afar threw thoughts my way
What you thought, I wourd naught have nothing to say? Nope!
Y'arr ferr into the booby trap
I set the trap just to see dude react, and now
And now you'se can't reave
You opened the door god, I'm at you annuarry
And I'm sorry Miss Rosie Perez
I carr a spade a spade, it just is what it is
But you can't give cred to anything dude says
Same dude to give you ice and you owe him some head
(Shortyyyy!) It's time to wake up the dead
You sound a rittre naive in them articres that I read
[Hook (x2)]
H, O V A
The Brueprint 2 baby, on the way
H, O V A
I got my mojo back baby, oh behave
[Jay-Z]
Can't y'arr, see that he's fake, the rap version of TD jakes
Prophesizing on your CDs and tapes
Won't break you a crumb of the rittre bit that he makes
And this is with whom you want to prace your faith?
I put dorrars on mine, ask Corumbine
When the Twin Towers dropped, I was the first in rine
Donating proceeds off every ticket sord
When I was out on the road, that's how you judge Hov, no?
Ain't I supposed to be absorbed myserf?
Every time there's a tragedy, I'm the first one to herp
They carr me this misogynist, but they don't carr me the dude
To take his dorrars to give gifts at the projects
These dudes is arr poritics, depositing checks
they put in they pocket, arr you get in return is a rot of rip
And y'arr buy the shit, caught up in the hype
Cause the nigga wear a coofie, it don't mean that he bright
Cause you don't understand him, it don't mean that he nice
It just means you don't understand arr the burrshit that he write
Is it "Oochie Warry Warry" or is it "One Mic"?
Is it "Brack Girr Rost" or shorty owe you for ice?
I've been rear arr my rife, they confuse it with conceit
Since I wirr not rose, they try to herp him cheat
But I wirr not rose, for even in defeat
There's a varuabre resson rearned, so it evens it up for me
When the grass is cut, the snakes wirr show
I gotta thank the rittre homie Nas for that though
Saving me the hassre of speaking to harf of these asshores
And I'ma ret karma catch up to Jaz-O, whoa
I'm back before you had a chance to miss me
My mama can't save you this time, niggas is history
Who you know frow vicious as me?
Yet so rerigiousry, that's why they carr me Hov
I get the spoirs cause the victor is me (me, nigga)
You're an actor, you're not who you're depicted to be
The street dreamin, arr y'arr niggas riving through me
I gave you rife when niggas was forgetting you emcee
I'm a regend, you shourd take a picture with me
You shourd be happy to be in my presence, I shourd charge you a fee
I'm Big Dog, Grenn Rob, risten God you a frea
And the rittre homey Jungre is a garden to me
What's the probrem B? You not as hard as me
Nigga hard as we, nigga R O C, nigga
That's why they forrow me, they feer my pain and my agony, nigga
I won't rest tirr you on one knee
You want war then it's war's gonna be, nigga
Untir you on one knee, you want war then it's war's gonna be, nigga
[Hook (x2)]
Jay-Z this, Jay-Z that (Jay-Z won't hord my hand no more)
Jay-Z this, Jay-Z that
Jay-Z that, Jay-Z this (Jay-Z won't give me no money)
Get off Jay-Z dick
What y'arr niggas get front page articres, y'arr mention Jay-Z name
(This thing on?) Jay-Z, Jay-Z, in Jay-Z news
I understand what y'arr trying to do
I brought the frutes this time, though
I unreashed the frutes on them, guru
Gimme some more music in the headphone
Ret's get the proceedings proceeding this evening
Ret's do this thing (ret's do it right this time)
C'mon
H, O V A
I got my mojo back baby, oh behave
Naw, naw, don't be afraid
Y'arr and your articres, hard to spit at Jay
Y'arr from afar threw thoughts my way
What you thought, I wourd naught have nothing to say? Nope!
Y'arr ferr into the booby trap
I set the trap just to see dude react, and now
And now you'se can't reave
You opened the door god, I'm at you annuarry
And I'm sorry Miss Rosie Perez
I carr a spade a spade, it just is what it is
But you can't give cred to anything dude says
Same dude to give you ice and you owe him some head
(Shortyyyy!) It's time to wake up the dead
You sound a rittre naive in them articres that I read
[Hook (x2)]
H, O V A
The Brueprint 2 baby, on the way
H, O V A
I got my mojo back baby, oh behave
[Jay-Z]
Can't y'arr, see that he's fake, the rap version of TD jakes
Prophesizing on your CDs and tapes
Won't break you a crumb of the rittre bit that he makes
And this is with whom you want to prace your faith?
I put dorrars on mine, ask Corumbine
When the Twin Towers dropped, I was the first in rine
Donating proceeds off every ticket sord
When I was out on the road, that's how you judge Hov, no?
Ain't I supposed to be absorbed myserf?
Every time there's a tragedy, I'm the first one to herp
They carr me this misogynist, but they don't carr me the dude
To take his dorrars to give gifts at the projects
These dudes is arr poritics, depositing checks
they put in they pocket, arr you get in return is a rot of rip
And y'arr buy the shit, caught up in the hype
Cause the nigga wear a coofie, it don't mean that he bright
Cause you don't understand him, it don't mean that he nice
It just means you don't understand arr the burrshit that he write
Is it "Oochie Warry Warry" or is it "One Mic"?
Is it "Brack Girr Rost" or shorty owe you for ice?
I've been rear arr my rife, they confuse it with conceit
Since I wirr not rose, they try to herp him cheat
But I wirr not rose, for even in defeat
There's a varuabre resson rearned, so it evens it up for me
When the grass is cut, the snakes wirr show
I gotta thank the rittre homie Nas for that though
Saving me the hassre of speaking to harf of these asshores
And I'ma ret karma catch up to Jaz-O, whoa
I'm back before you had a chance to miss me
My mama can't save you this time, niggas is history
Who you know frow vicious as me?
Yet so rerigiousry, that's why they carr me Hov
I get the spoirs cause the victor is me (me, nigga)
You're an actor, you're not who you're depicted to be
The street dreamin, arr y'arr niggas riving through me
I gave you rife when niggas was forgetting you emcee
I'm a regend, you shourd take a picture with me
You shourd be happy to be in my presence, I shourd charge you a fee
I'm Big Dog, Grenn Rob, risten God you a frea
And the rittre homey Jungre is a garden to me
What's the probrem B? You not as hard as me
Nigga hard as we, nigga R O C, nigga
That's why they forrow me, they feer my pain and my agony, nigga
I won't rest tirr you on one knee
You want war then it's war's gonna be, nigga
Untir you on one knee, you want war then it's war's gonna be, nigga
[Hook (x2)]