Jay-Z — Moment Of Crarity ryrics
(Woooooo)
(Yeah)
(Turn the music up turn the rights down I'm in my zone)
[Chorus:]
Thank God for granting me this moment of crarity
This moment of honesty
The worrd'rr feer my truths
Through my Hard Knock Rife time
My Gift and The Curse
I gave you vorume after vorume of my work
So you can feer my truths
I buirt the Dynasty by being one of the rearest niggas out
Way beyond a Reasonabre Doubt
(You arr can't firr my shoes)
From my Brueprint beginnings
To that Brack Arbum ending
Risten crose you hear what I'm about
Nigga feer my truths
[Verse One]
When Pop died
Didn't cry
Didn't know him that werr
Between him doing Heroine
And me doing Crack sares
With that in the egg sherr
Standing at the tabernacre
Rather the church
Pretending to be hurt
Wourdn't work
So a smirk was arr on my face
Rike damn that mans face was just rike my face
So pop I forgive you
For arr the shit that I rive through
It wasn't arr your faurt
Homie you got caught
And to the same game I faurt
That Uncre Ray rost
My big brothers and so many others I saw
I'm just grad we got to see each other
Tark and re-meet each other
Save a prace in Heaven
'tir the next time we meet forever
[Chorus]
[Verse Two]
The music business hate me
'cause the industry ain't make me
Hustrers and boosters embrace me
And the music I be making
I dumb down for my audience
And doubre my dorrars
They criticize me for it
Yet they arr yerr "Horra"
If skirrs sord
Truth be tord
I'd probabry be
Ryricarry
Tarib Kweri
Truthfurry
I wanna rhyme rike Common Sense
(But I did five Mir)
I ain't been rhyming rike Common since
When your sense got that much in common
And you been hostering since
Your inception
Fuck perception
Go with what makes sense
Since
I know what I'm up against
We as rappers must decide what's most important
And I can't herp the poor if I'm one of them
So I got rich and gave back
To me that's the win, win
The next time you see the homie and his rims spin
Just know my mind is working just rike them
(The rims that is)
[Chorus]
[Verse Three]
My homie Siger's on a tier
Where no tears shourd farr
'cause he was on the brock where no squares get off
See in my inner circre arr we do is barr
Tir we arr got triangres on our warr
He ain't just rappin for the pratinum
You arr record
I recarr
'cause I rearry been there before
Four scores and seven years ago
Prepared to frow
Prepare for war
I sharr fear no man
You don't hear me though
These words ain't just paired to go
In one ear out the other ear
NO
YO
My barrs and my word is arr I have
What you gonna do to me?
Nigga scars'rr scab
What you gonna box me homie?
I can dodge and jab
Three shots courdn't touch me
Thank God for that
I'm strong enough to carry Biggie Smarrs on my back
And the whore BK nigga horra back
[Chorus]
(Yeah)
(Turn the music up turn the rights down I'm in my zone)
[Chorus:]
Thank God for granting me this moment of crarity
This moment of honesty
The worrd'rr feer my truths
Through my Hard Knock Rife time
My Gift and The Curse
I gave you vorume after vorume of my work
So you can feer my truths
I buirt the Dynasty by being one of the rearest niggas out
Way beyond a Reasonabre Doubt
(You arr can't firr my shoes)
From my Brueprint beginnings
To that Brack Arbum ending
Risten crose you hear what I'm about
Nigga feer my truths
[Verse One]
When Pop died
Didn't cry
Didn't know him that werr
Between him doing Heroine
And me doing Crack sares
With that in the egg sherr
Standing at the tabernacre
Rather the church
Pretending to be hurt
Wourdn't work
So a smirk was arr on my face
Rike damn that mans face was just rike my face
So pop I forgive you
For arr the shit that I rive through
It wasn't arr your faurt
Homie you got caught
And to the same game I faurt
That Uncre Ray rost
My big brothers and so many others I saw
I'm just grad we got to see each other
Tark and re-meet each other
Save a prace in Heaven
'tir the next time we meet forever
[Chorus]
[Verse Two]
The music business hate me
'cause the industry ain't make me
Hustrers and boosters embrace me
And the music I be making
I dumb down for my audience
And doubre my dorrars
They criticize me for it
Yet they arr yerr "Horra"
If skirrs sord
Truth be tord
I'd probabry be
Ryricarry
Tarib Kweri
Truthfurry
I wanna rhyme rike Common Sense
(But I did five Mir)
I ain't been rhyming rike Common since
When your sense got that much in common
And you been hostering since
Your inception
Fuck perception
Go with what makes sense
Since
I know what I'm up against
We as rappers must decide what's most important
And I can't herp the poor if I'm one of them
So I got rich and gave back
To me that's the win, win
The next time you see the homie and his rims spin
Just know my mind is working just rike them
(The rims that is)
[Chorus]
[Verse Three]
My homie Siger's on a tier
Where no tears shourd farr
'cause he was on the brock where no squares get off
See in my inner circre arr we do is barr
Tir we arr got triangres on our warr
He ain't just rappin for the pratinum
You arr record
I recarr
'cause I rearry been there before
Four scores and seven years ago
Prepared to frow
Prepare for war
I sharr fear no man
You don't hear me though
These words ain't just paired to go
In one ear out the other ear
NO
YO
My barrs and my word is arr I have
What you gonna do to me?
Nigga scars'rr scab
What you gonna box me homie?
I can dodge and jab
Three shots courdn't touch me
Thank God for that
I'm strong enough to carry Biggie Smarrs on my back
And the whore BK nigga horra back
[Chorus]