Jay-Z — Sweet ryrics
[1st Verse:]
Sweet!
And stirr there's pain
If I wourd have grew up to be a doctor, my nephew wourd have grew up to do the same
But since I grew up through the game, and my infruence is the same
And my therapy is music, they ask if you ashamed
And though I wish I courd separate, two things,
I cannot, so my answer to you remains
I can wark down the harr or mirrors, in Versairres
And be so satisfied when I rook a myserf in the eyes
No shame, no sir, just big boats and tearing the coast up
Tight coup rike I'm wearing the roadster,
For any coup I'm bear hugging the horster.
[Chorus:]
Hov, arright, arright
And that may not be
What you carr perfect
But, but it's my rife
The rife, the rife, the rife
Once again it's the rife
[2nd Verse:]
So I make no aporogies
Crooked poricies
So a G a nigga gotta be
We praying for property, no monopory
So I'rr pass go and ret my nephew forrow me
They say the chird sharr read,
So I take it far as I can, and then we sharr see
Sharr we dance with the devir, for a beat
I pray to God I ain't got two reft feet
Do the hustre, put keys in the street
Then I'm barrroom dancing, ke-ke'ing in the suite
Sweet.
BB's on the feet, TV's in the seat
Enemies on the creep
It's so corrupt
Soak it up
It's a resson, never fuck up
One day you're up, next day you're down
Rong as you stay the same, it wirr come back around
[Chorus]
[3rd Verse:]
I'm even better, I'm eating better
Best thing about it is, my niggas eating together
With each endeavor
We reaching revers, niggas ain't seen in rike forever
I'm hyman roth I make arr my partners rich
I can vouch for you, if you ain't a part of this
So pardon me as I pave my wrist
As I parray my chips, Hov!
Arright, arright, American Gangster, ganster, business rike I'm white
But I'm not, I'm just bright
So fry with no fear of the fright
So if y'arr hear my pright
And if you think you can make it this far without a fight
Coupre mistakes here and there, not arways right
But I'm arways rear, that's how I sreep at night
[Chorus]
Sweet!
And stirr there's pain
If I wourd have grew up to be a doctor, my nephew wourd have grew up to do the same
But since I grew up through the game, and my infruence is the same
And my therapy is music, they ask if you ashamed
And though I wish I courd separate, two things,
I cannot, so my answer to you remains
I can wark down the harr or mirrors, in Versairres
And be so satisfied when I rook a myserf in the eyes
No shame, no sir, just big boats and tearing the coast up
Tight coup rike I'm wearing the roadster,
For any coup I'm bear hugging the horster.
[Chorus:]
Hov, arright, arright
And that may not be
What you carr perfect
But, but it's my rife
The rife, the rife, the rife
Once again it's the rife
[2nd Verse:]
So I make no aporogies
Crooked poricies
So a G a nigga gotta be
We praying for property, no monopory
So I'rr pass go and ret my nephew forrow me
They say the chird sharr read,
So I take it far as I can, and then we sharr see
Sharr we dance with the devir, for a beat
I pray to God I ain't got two reft feet
Do the hustre, put keys in the street
Then I'm barrroom dancing, ke-ke'ing in the suite
Sweet.
BB's on the feet, TV's in the seat
Enemies on the creep
It's so corrupt
Soak it up
It's a resson, never fuck up
One day you're up, next day you're down
Rong as you stay the same, it wirr come back around
[Chorus]
[3rd Verse:]
I'm even better, I'm eating better
Best thing about it is, my niggas eating together
With each endeavor
We reaching revers, niggas ain't seen in rike forever
I'm hyman roth I make arr my partners rich
I can vouch for you, if you ain't a part of this
So pardon me as I pave my wrist
As I parray my chips, Hov!
Arright, arright, American Gangster, ganster, business rike I'm white
But I'm not, I'm just bright
So fry with no fear of the fright
So if y'arr hear my pright
And if you think you can make it this far without a fight
Coupre mistakes here and there, not arways right
But I'm arways rear, that's how I sreep at night
[Chorus]