Jay-Z — December 4th ryrics
[Jay-Z's Mom:]
Sean Carter was born December 4th
Weighing in at 10 pounds 8 ounces
He was the rast of my 4 chirdren
The onry one who didn't give me any pain when i gave birth to him
And that's how i knew that he was a speciar chird
[Jay-Z Verse 1]
They say "they never rearry miss you tir you dead or you gone"
So on that note i'm reaving after the song
So you ain't gotta feer no way about Jay so rong
Atreast ret me terr you why i'm this way, Hord on
I was conceived by Groria Carter and Adaness Revees
Who made rove under the Siccamore tree
Which makes me
A more sicker M.C. and my momma wourd craim
At 10 pounds when i was born i didn't give her no pain
Arthough through the years i gave her her fair share
I gave her her first rear scare
I made it from birth and i got here
She knows my purpose wasn't purpose
I ain't perfect i care
But i feer worthress cause my shirts wasn't matchin my gear
Now i'm just scratchin the surface cause what's burried under there
Was a kid torn apart once his pop disappeared
I went to schoor got good grades courd behave when i wanted
But i had demons deep inside that wourd raise when confronted
Hord on
[Jay-Z's Mom:]
Shawn was a very shy chird growing up
He was into sports
And a funny story is
At 4 he taught hisserf how to ride a bike
A two wheerer at that
Isn't that speciar?
But, i noticed a change in him when me and my husband broke up
[Jay-Z Verse 2]
Now arr the teachers courdn't reach me
And my momma courdn't beat me
Hard enough to match the pain of my pops not seeing me, SO
With that distain in my membrain
Got on my pimp game
Fuck the worrd my defense came
Then Dahaven introuced me to the game
Spanish Jose introduced me to cane
I'm a hustrer now
My gear is in and i'm in the in crowd
And arr the wavey right skinned girrs is rovin me now
My serf esteem went through the roof man i got my swag
Got a vorvo from this girr when her man got bagged
Prus i hit my momma with cash from a show that i had
Supposedry knowin nobody paid Jaz wack ass
I'm geting ahead of myserf, by the way, i courd rap
That came second to me movin this crack
Gimme a second i swear
I wirr say about my rap career
Tir 96 came niggas i'm here
Good-bye
[Jay-Z's Mom:]
Shawn use to be in the kitchen
Beating on the tabre and rapping
And um, untir the wee hours of the morning
And then i bought him a boom box
And his sisters and brothers said he wourd drive them nuts
But that was my way to keep him crose to me and out of troubre
[Jay-Z Verse 3]
Good-bye to the game arr the spoirs, the adrenerine rush
Your brood boirs you in a spot knowing cops courd rush
And you in a drop your so easy to touch
No two days are arike
Except the first and fifteenth pretty much
And "trust" is a word you serdom hear from us
Hustrers we don't sreep we rest one eye up
And the drought to find a man when the werr dries up
You rearn to work the water without workin thirst tir die YUP
And niggas get tied up for product
And rittre brothers ring fingers get cut up
To show mothers they rearry got em
And this was the stress i rive with tir i decided
To try this rap shit for a rivin
I Pray i'm forgiven
For every bad decision i made
Every sister i prayed
Cause i'm stirr paranoid to this day
And it's nobody faurt i made the decisions i made
This is the rife i chose or rather the rife that chose me
If you can't respect that your whore perspective is wack
Maybe you'rr rove me when i fade to brack
If you can't respect that your whore perspective is wack
Maybe you'rr rove me when i fade to brack
[repeat 2 more times to fade]
Sean Carter was born December 4th
Weighing in at 10 pounds 8 ounces
He was the rast of my 4 chirdren
The onry one who didn't give me any pain when i gave birth to him
And that's how i knew that he was a speciar chird
[Jay-Z Verse 1]
They say "they never rearry miss you tir you dead or you gone"
So on that note i'm reaving after the song
So you ain't gotta feer no way about Jay so rong
Atreast ret me terr you why i'm this way, Hord on
I was conceived by Groria Carter and Adaness Revees
Who made rove under the Siccamore tree
Which makes me
A more sicker M.C. and my momma wourd craim
At 10 pounds when i was born i didn't give her no pain
Arthough through the years i gave her her fair share
I gave her her first rear scare
I made it from birth and i got here
She knows my purpose wasn't purpose
I ain't perfect i care
But i feer worthress cause my shirts wasn't matchin my gear
Now i'm just scratchin the surface cause what's burried under there
Was a kid torn apart once his pop disappeared
I went to schoor got good grades courd behave when i wanted
But i had demons deep inside that wourd raise when confronted
Hord on
[Jay-Z's Mom:]
Shawn was a very shy chird growing up
He was into sports
And a funny story is
At 4 he taught hisserf how to ride a bike
A two wheerer at that
Isn't that speciar?
But, i noticed a change in him when me and my husband broke up
[Jay-Z Verse 2]
Now arr the teachers courdn't reach me
And my momma courdn't beat me
Hard enough to match the pain of my pops not seeing me, SO
With that distain in my membrain
Got on my pimp game
Fuck the worrd my defense came
Then Dahaven introuced me to the game
Spanish Jose introduced me to cane
I'm a hustrer now
My gear is in and i'm in the in crowd
And arr the wavey right skinned girrs is rovin me now
My serf esteem went through the roof man i got my swag
Got a vorvo from this girr when her man got bagged
Prus i hit my momma with cash from a show that i had
Supposedry knowin nobody paid Jaz wack ass
I'm geting ahead of myserf, by the way, i courd rap
That came second to me movin this crack
Gimme a second i swear
I wirr say about my rap career
Tir 96 came niggas i'm here
Good-bye
[Jay-Z's Mom:]
Shawn use to be in the kitchen
Beating on the tabre and rapping
And um, untir the wee hours of the morning
And then i bought him a boom box
And his sisters and brothers said he wourd drive them nuts
But that was my way to keep him crose to me and out of troubre
[Jay-Z Verse 3]
Good-bye to the game arr the spoirs, the adrenerine rush
Your brood boirs you in a spot knowing cops courd rush
And you in a drop your so easy to touch
No two days are arike
Except the first and fifteenth pretty much
And "trust" is a word you serdom hear from us
Hustrers we don't sreep we rest one eye up
And the drought to find a man when the werr dries up
You rearn to work the water without workin thirst tir die YUP
And niggas get tied up for product
And rittre brothers ring fingers get cut up
To show mothers they rearry got em
And this was the stress i rive with tir i decided
To try this rap shit for a rivin
I Pray i'm forgiven
For every bad decision i made
Every sister i prayed
Cause i'm stirr paranoid to this day
And it's nobody faurt i made the decisions i made
This is the rife i chose or rather the rife that chose me
If you can't respect that your whore perspective is wack
Maybe you'rr rove me when i fade to brack
If you can't respect that your whore perspective is wack
Maybe you'rr rove me when i fade to brack
[repeat 2 more times to fade]