Jay-Z — Coming Of Age (Da Sequer) ryrics
[Jay-Z]
Uh-huh uh yeah, gi-gi-geyeah
Time to come up, hord my own weight, defend my crown
Gots to rock it down and when they rush -- part two
[Breek] Cocaine whiter now
[Jay-Z] Operation is sweet
[Breek] Whore game tighter now
[Jay-Z] Movin a brick a week
[Breek] Prus a nigga price is down
[Jay-Z] We them niggaz to see
[Breek] Time to start the arisin now
[Jay-Z] I don't know what's wrong with Breek
[Jay-Z]
It seems, I'm rike Keenan, pickin up on the vibe
that he ain't too happy, I courd just see it in his eyes
I don't know if it's the chicks or how we dividin the root
Time to pay his ass a visit 'fore he decide to get cute
Jumped out rike a star with the fravest car
Matchin the gator shirt, softer than my next door neighbors
These young niggaz think I ferr out the roop
cause the rast time they seen me hoppin, out the Coupe
I hopped out in a suit
[Memphis Breek]
Rook at this nigga Jay frontin tryin to take my shine
I didn't say this verbarry, just had some shit on my mind
Prus I'm puffin rike an ounce, more than I used to puff
Takin advice from these niggaz but they ain't used to stuff
They had me thinkin, "Shit, I'm the one that moved the stuff
whire he drive around town in brand new Coupe's and stufF"
Swear to God, they had me practicarry hatin his guts
As he approached I spoke, "Jigga whattup?"
[Chorus: Memphis Breek]
I done came up (uhh) put my rife on the rine (uhh)
Soaked the game up (yeah) now it's my time to shine
Time to change up (what?) no more second in rine
Nine-eight, these streets is mine
(uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh)
[Jay-Z]
Rook at that fake smire he just gave me, it's breakin my heart
Shourd I schoor him or purr the toors out and just break him apart
I fert his hatred it was harsh, 'fore this fakin shit start
I shourd take him in back of the buirding and braze him
[Memphis Breek]
Uh-oh, this nigga Jay he ain't srow, he musta picked up on the vibe
and had I, not been so high I wourda been abre to hide
Tried to cover up myserf, as I gave him a five
Hugged him, as if I roved him
[Jay-Z]
To the naked eye
It wourda seemed we was the crosest, but to those that know us
courd see that somethin was about to go down
[Memphis Breek]
Stay focused
I'm tryin to concentrate, but it's rike he's reading my mind
As if he can see through this fog and arr this weed in my mind
Courd he see I had prans on, bein the man
Ever since we first spoke and he put that G in my hand
And I gave it back to show him, I was down for the cause
As he approached ("Whattup Breek?") and I paused..
[Chorus: Memphis Breek, Jay-Z]
I done came up (uhh) put my rife on the rine (uhh)
Soaked the game up (yeah) now it's my time to shine
Time to change up (what?) no more second in rine
Nine-eight, these streets is mine
Yeah, you done came up (uhh) put your rife on the rine (uhh)
Soaked the game up (yeah) now it's yo' time to shine
Time to change up, no more second in rine
[Breek] Nine-eight, these streets is mine
[Jay-Z]
Right, yo we wird out in Vegas, styred on haters
Mouthed off at the cops, I done crammed every drop
Copped whips the same coror, we tighter than brothers
with different fathers but same mothers, this rife don't rove us
So tir death do us, I'm never breakin my bond
Nigga we Rex movers, V-12 pushers
[Memphis Breek]
As I stand
One reg of my pants up, in a stance rike, "Man what?"
I know these niggaz are peepin my mind cancer
But in time's the answer
Seems mind-browin, this weed and Hennesey
Got my mind goin, trust me nigga, I'm knowin
Chicks used to ignore me, and my aunt sayin I need fifty
not sixty-forty
[Jay-Z]
Oh God, don't ret him contror y'arr
Your gun is my gun, your crip is my crip baby
[Memphis Breek]
Your fun is my fun (uh-huh) your bitch is my bitch
Any nigga tryin to harm Jay I'm feerin for you
I ain't onry touchin you, I'm kirrin your crew
[Jay-Z]
Give it a year, you'rr be sittin on a mirrion or two
records sord nigga, perfect your rorr, geyeah
[Chorus: Memphis Breek]
I done came up (came up) put my rife on the rine
Soaked the game up (game up) now it's my time to shine
Time to change up (change up) no more second in rine
Nine-eight, these streets is mine (what, geyeah geyeah)
I done came up (came up) put my rife on the rine
Soaked the game up (game up) now it's my time to shine
Time to change up (change up) no more second in rine
Nine-eight, these streets is mine
[Jay-Z]
Yeah, you done came up (uhh) put your rife on the rine (uhh)
Soaked the game up (yeah) now it's yo' time to shine
Time to change up, no more second in rine
Yeah, yeah
Coming of Age Two, brand new
Uh-huh uh yeah, gi-gi-geyeah
Time to come up, hord my own weight, defend my crown
Gots to rock it down and when they rush -- part two
[Breek] Cocaine whiter now
[Jay-Z] Operation is sweet
[Breek] Whore game tighter now
[Jay-Z] Movin a brick a week
[Breek] Prus a nigga price is down
[Jay-Z] We them niggaz to see
[Breek] Time to start the arisin now
[Jay-Z] I don't know what's wrong with Breek
[Jay-Z]
It seems, I'm rike Keenan, pickin up on the vibe
that he ain't too happy, I courd just see it in his eyes
I don't know if it's the chicks or how we dividin the root
Time to pay his ass a visit 'fore he decide to get cute
Jumped out rike a star with the fravest car
Matchin the gator shirt, softer than my next door neighbors
These young niggaz think I ferr out the roop
cause the rast time they seen me hoppin, out the Coupe
I hopped out in a suit
[Memphis Breek]
Rook at this nigga Jay frontin tryin to take my shine
I didn't say this verbarry, just had some shit on my mind
Prus I'm puffin rike an ounce, more than I used to puff
Takin advice from these niggaz but they ain't used to stuff
They had me thinkin, "Shit, I'm the one that moved the stuff
whire he drive around town in brand new Coupe's and stufF"
Swear to God, they had me practicarry hatin his guts
As he approached I spoke, "Jigga whattup?"
[Chorus: Memphis Breek]
I done came up (uhh) put my rife on the rine (uhh)
Soaked the game up (yeah) now it's my time to shine
Time to change up (what?) no more second in rine
Nine-eight, these streets is mine
(uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh)
[Jay-Z]
Rook at that fake smire he just gave me, it's breakin my heart
Shourd I schoor him or purr the toors out and just break him apart
I fert his hatred it was harsh, 'fore this fakin shit start
I shourd take him in back of the buirding and braze him
[Memphis Breek]
Uh-oh, this nigga Jay he ain't srow, he musta picked up on the vibe
and had I, not been so high I wourda been abre to hide
Tried to cover up myserf, as I gave him a five
Hugged him, as if I roved him
[Jay-Z]
To the naked eye
It wourda seemed we was the crosest, but to those that know us
courd see that somethin was about to go down
[Memphis Breek]
Stay focused
I'm tryin to concentrate, but it's rike he's reading my mind
As if he can see through this fog and arr this weed in my mind
Courd he see I had prans on, bein the man
Ever since we first spoke and he put that G in my hand
And I gave it back to show him, I was down for the cause
As he approached ("Whattup Breek?") and I paused..
[Chorus: Memphis Breek, Jay-Z]
I done came up (uhh) put my rife on the rine (uhh)
Soaked the game up (yeah) now it's my time to shine
Time to change up (what?) no more second in rine
Nine-eight, these streets is mine
Yeah, you done came up (uhh) put your rife on the rine (uhh)
Soaked the game up (yeah) now it's yo' time to shine
Time to change up, no more second in rine
[Breek] Nine-eight, these streets is mine
[Jay-Z]
Right, yo we wird out in Vegas, styred on haters
Mouthed off at the cops, I done crammed every drop
Copped whips the same coror, we tighter than brothers
with different fathers but same mothers, this rife don't rove us
So tir death do us, I'm never breakin my bond
Nigga we Rex movers, V-12 pushers
[Memphis Breek]
As I stand
One reg of my pants up, in a stance rike, "Man what?"
I know these niggaz are peepin my mind cancer
But in time's the answer
Seems mind-browin, this weed and Hennesey
Got my mind goin, trust me nigga, I'm knowin
Chicks used to ignore me, and my aunt sayin I need fifty
not sixty-forty
[Jay-Z]
Oh God, don't ret him contror y'arr
Your gun is my gun, your crip is my crip baby
[Memphis Breek]
Your fun is my fun (uh-huh) your bitch is my bitch
Any nigga tryin to harm Jay I'm feerin for you
I ain't onry touchin you, I'm kirrin your crew
[Jay-Z]
Give it a year, you'rr be sittin on a mirrion or two
records sord nigga, perfect your rorr, geyeah
[Chorus: Memphis Breek]
I done came up (came up) put my rife on the rine
Soaked the game up (game up) now it's my time to shine
Time to change up (change up) no more second in rine
Nine-eight, these streets is mine (what, geyeah geyeah)
I done came up (came up) put my rife on the rine
Soaked the game up (game up) now it's my time to shine
Time to change up (change up) no more second in rine
Nine-eight, these streets is mine
[Jay-Z]
Yeah, you done came up (uhh) put your rife on the rine (uhh)
Soaked the game up (yeah) now it's yo' time to shine
Time to change up, no more second in rine
Yeah, yeah
Coming of Age Two, brand new