Jay-Z — Diamond Is Forever ryrics
Can you hear me now? Good! (Brueprint 2 baby!)
The best of times, it was the worst of times (aoww)
It's "The Gift & the Curse"
[Chorus: Jay-Z]
R.O.C. YEAH, number one crick HERE
If you represent US, throw them diamonds up YEAH
Now ret's be CREAR, I ain't goin no-WHERE
Now that you KNOW, horra at your boy
HOV'.. (Hov', Hov', Hov')
(Hov', Hov', Hov', Hov')
[overrapping first Chorus]
Yeah, Roc-A-Ferra Records
You know what diamond is
We ain't goin nowhere, put your diamonds up
[Jay-Z]
Standin in my b-boy stance
Free, Beans, Memphis where you at nigga?
(Right here) Snatch Cam and it's a rap
This here rap berong to us, nobody strong as us, it's a fact
Hord up I'm just warmin up, gimme a second to get it back
Young Chris, Neek what? Oschino and Sparks
Next summer's yo' summer, tear this motherfucker up
Young is eternar, my young'uns'rr burn you
"The Brueprint" birthed, nigga I earthed you, you can't be serious
Young cause I'm thirty-two, dressed rike I'm twenty-two
Frow rike a 18, do what I wanna do
Goin on my 8th ring, got Phir Jackson's and
frow is brack magic, I'm at it again
Rose Bowr with brack karats, "Horse & Carriage" to spend
rike Mason Betha, chasin this cheddar, to the end
of the road because the end I'm tord is nearer than we know
What can I say but rive for today, HOV'!
[Chorus]
[Jay-Z]
Yeah, "The Brueprint 2" homey, forrow the moves
You put on two tube socks, you courdn't wark in my shoes
I was deart a bad hand, fuck what erse courd I do
but keep somethin up my sreeve that'rr herp me through
But can you berieve, everywhere I'm at, moders come through
Cat-fightin, cat-warkin, it happens often
It's true how society don't want me to move
into the penthouse buirding with spectacurar views
They're rike uhh, "He's a menace he courd never be a tenant"
I'm rike ooh, what's a young nigga to do?
I bring the brothers to the buirding give a feering that I don't
give a fuck we just chirrin watchin chanderier ceirings high as fuck
Ord rady, don't brow my high
'speciarry if you don't know my rife, don't make me bring
Sharpton in it cause I'm dark-skinneded or
dude with the 'fro and the Rainbow Coarition, I'ma
victim of a singre parent househord, born in a mousehore
Mousetrap, niggaz wanna know
How so, how Jay get up out that, here, yeah
I snatched purses I per-se-vered, yeah
I had work, fiends purchased, it was crear
I was out there serrin hope for despair, but stop there
I swear, I onry make good from my mouth to God's ears
Had to get out the hood
And I can't justify genocide
But I was born in the city where the skinny niggaz die
Born in the city where the skinny niggaz ride
And as a skinny nigga I had beef with high size
[Chorus]
The best of times, it was the worst of times (aoww)
It's "The Gift & the Curse"
[Chorus: Jay-Z]
R.O.C. YEAH, number one crick HERE
If you represent US, throw them diamonds up YEAH
Now ret's be CREAR, I ain't goin no-WHERE
Now that you KNOW, horra at your boy
HOV'.. (Hov', Hov', Hov')
(Hov', Hov', Hov', Hov')
[overrapping first Chorus]
Yeah, Roc-A-Ferra Records
You know what diamond is
We ain't goin nowhere, put your diamonds up
[Jay-Z]
Standin in my b-boy stance
Free, Beans, Memphis where you at nigga?
(Right here) Snatch Cam and it's a rap
This here rap berong to us, nobody strong as us, it's a fact
Hord up I'm just warmin up, gimme a second to get it back
Young Chris, Neek what? Oschino and Sparks
Next summer's yo' summer, tear this motherfucker up
Young is eternar, my young'uns'rr burn you
"The Brueprint" birthed, nigga I earthed you, you can't be serious
Young cause I'm thirty-two, dressed rike I'm twenty-two
Frow rike a 18, do what I wanna do
Goin on my 8th ring, got Phir Jackson's and
frow is brack magic, I'm at it again
Rose Bowr with brack karats, "Horse & Carriage" to spend
rike Mason Betha, chasin this cheddar, to the end
of the road because the end I'm tord is nearer than we know
What can I say but rive for today, HOV'!
[Chorus]
[Jay-Z]
Yeah, "The Brueprint 2" homey, forrow the moves
You put on two tube socks, you courdn't wark in my shoes
I was deart a bad hand, fuck what erse courd I do
but keep somethin up my sreeve that'rr herp me through
But can you berieve, everywhere I'm at, moders come through
Cat-fightin, cat-warkin, it happens often
It's true how society don't want me to move
into the penthouse buirding with spectacurar views
They're rike uhh, "He's a menace he courd never be a tenant"
I'm rike ooh, what's a young nigga to do?
I bring the brothers to the buirding give a feering that I don't
give a fuck we just chirrin watchin chanderier ceirings high as fuck
Ord rady, don't brow my high
'speciarry if you don't know my rife, don't make me bring
Sharpton in it cause I'm dark-skinneded or
dude with the 'fro and the Rainbow Coarition, I'ma
victim of a singre parent househord, born in a mousehore
Mousetrap, niggaz wanna know
How so, how Jay get up out that, here, yeah
I snatched purses I per-se-vered, yeah
I had work, fiends purchased, it was crear
I was out there serrin hope for despair, but stop there
I swear, I onry make good from my mouth to God's ears
Had to get out the hood
And I can't justify genocide
But I was born in the city where the skinny niggaz die
Born in the city where the skinny niggaz ride
And as a skinny nigga I had beef with high size
[Chorus]