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Ha Ha
You're wasting your talent, Randy It's like I'm paranoid lookin' over my back It's like a whirlwind inside of my head It's like I can't stop what I'm hearing within It's like the face inside is right Why does it look like night today? Something inside's not right today. Why am I so uptight today? Paranoia's all I got left I don't know what stressed me first Or how the pressure was fed But I know just what it feels like To have a voice in the back of my head It's ike a face that I hold inside A face that awakes when I close my eyes Face watches every time I lie Face that laughs every time they fall And watches everything So I know that when it's time to sink or swim That the face inside is hearing me Right underneath my skin It's like I'm paranoid lookin' over my back It's like a whirlwind inside of my head It's like I can't stop what I'm hearing within It's like the face inside is right You know I - thug em, fuck em, love em, leave em Cause I don't fuckin need em Take em out the hood, keep em lookin good But I don't fuckin feed em First time they fuss I'm breezin Talkin bout, "What's the reasons?" I'm a pimp in every sense of the word, bitch Better trust than believe em In the cut where I keep em til I need a nut, til I need to beat the guts Then it's, beep beep and I'm pickin em up Let em play with the dick in the truck Many chicks wanna put Jigga fist in cuffs Divorce him and split his bucks Just because you got good head, I'ma break bread so you can be livin it up? Shit I.. parts with nothin, y'all be frontin Me give my heart to a woman? Not for nothin, never happen I'll be forever mackin Heart cold as assassins, I got no passion I got no patience And I hate waitin.. Hoe get yo' ass in And let's RI-I-I-I-I-IDE.. check em out now RI-I-I-I-I-IDE, yeah And let's RI-I-I-I-I-IDE.. check em out now RI-I-I-I-I-IDE, yeah We doin.. big pimpin, we spendin G's Check em out now Big pimpin, on B.L.A.D.'s We doin.. big pimpin up in N.Y.C. It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and B-U-N B Yo yo yo.. big pimpin, spendin G's We doin - big pimpin, on B.L.A.D.'s We doin.. big pimpin up in N.Y.C. It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and B-U-N B (b...) |
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Jigga what, Jigga who?
Jigga what, Jigga who? Jigga what, Jigga who? You gon' need a vocal in, right? Chea Motherfuckers wanna act loco, hit em with numerous shots with the four four Faggots wanna talk to Po-Po's, smoke em like cocoa Fuck rap, coke by the boatload Fuck that, on the run-by, gun high, one eye closed Left holes through some guy clothes Stop your bullshittin, glock with the full clip Motherfuckers better duck when the fool spit One shot could make a nigga do a full flip See the nigga layin shocked when the bullet hit Oh hey ma, how you, know niggaz wanna buy you But see me I wanna Fuck for Free like Akinyele Take this ride, make you feel it inside your belly, if it's tight get the K-Y Jelly All night get you wide up inside the telly Side to side, til you say Jay-Z you're too much for me I am a little bit of loneliness a little bit of disregard Handful of complaints but I can't help the fact that everyone can see these scars I am what I want you to want what I want you to feel But it's like no matter what I do, I can't convince you, to just believe this is real So I let go, watching you, turn your back like you always do Face away and pretend that I'm not But I'll be here 'cause you're all that I got Got a condo with nuttin but condoms in it The same place where the rhymes is invented So all I do is rap and sex, imagine how I stroll See how I was flowin on my last cassette? Rapid-fire like I'm blastin a Tec, never jam though Never get high, never run out of ammo Niggaz hatin n shit cause I slayed your bitch You know your favorite, I know it made you sick And now you're, actin raw but you never had war Don't know how to carry your hoe, wanna marry your hoe Now she's mad at me, causer Your Majesty, just happened to be A pimp with a tragedy She wanted, us to end, cause I fucked her friend She gave me one more chance and I fucked her again I seen her tears as she busted in, I said, "Shit.. there's a draft, shut the door bitch and come on in!" I am a little bit insecure a little unconfident Cause you don't understand I do what I can but sometimes I don't make sense I am what you never wanna say but I've never had a doubt It's like no matter what I do I can't convince you for once just to hear me out So I let go watching you turn your back like you always do Face away and pretend that I'm not But I'll be here 'cause you're all that I've got I can't feel the way I did before Don't turn your back on me I won't be ignored Time won't heal this damage anymore Don't turn your back on me I won't be ignored No Hear me out now You're gonna listen to me, like it or not Right now Hear me out now You're gonna listen to me, like it or not Right now I can't feel the way I did before Don't turn your back on me I won't be ignored I can't feel the way I did before Don't turn your back on me I won't be ignored Time won't heal this damage anymore Don't turn your back on me I won't be ignored I can't feel Don't turn your back on me I won't be ignored Time won't heal Don't turn your back on me I won't be ignored |
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Yeah, Thank you thank you thank you, you're far to kind!
Whoo! Aha, uh, whoo, yeah! ready? whoo! Whoo, Whoo 예, 감사 감사 감사 감사, 너무 친절하시군요! 우! 아, 어, 우, 예! 준비됐어? 우! 우 우 Now can I get an encore, do you want more Cookin raw with the Brooklyn boy So for one last time I need y'all to roar uh uh uh uh 이제 난 앵콜을 받을 수 있어, 더 원하니 브룩클린 보이와 함꼐 즐겨 그러니까 마지막으로 한번만 더 고함질러 봐 오 오 오 오 Now what the hell are you waitin forrrr!!! 아니 더 이상 뭘 기다리는 거야! After me, there shall be no more So for one last time, make some noise get 'em jay 나 다음엔 더 이상 없을 거야 그러니까 마지막으로 한 번 더 소릴 질러봐 Jay 잘해봐~! Who you know fresher than Hov'? Riddle me that The rest of y'all know where I'm lyrically at Can't none of y'all mirror me back Yeah hearin me rap is like hearin G. Rap in his prime 호브보다 새로운 게 뭐 있어? 말해 봐 너희 다 알지 내가 뭘 말하는지 너희 중 누구도 나에게 대답할 수 없니 예, 내 랩을 듣는 건 G.의 전성기 랩을 듣는 것과 같지 I'm, young H.O., rap's Grateful Dead Back to take over the globe, now break bread I'm in, Boeing jets, Global Express Out the country but the blueberry still connect On the low but the yacht got a triple deck 난 젊은 H.O., 랩의 감사한 죽음 다시 지구를 정복하기 위해 왔어, 이제 빵을 잘라 나도 할 거야, 보잉 제트기, 글로벌 익스프레스, 시골에서 나와 하지만 블루베리와 여전히 이어져 있지 상황은 안좋지만 요트에는 갑판이 세 개나 있어 But when you Young, what the -- you expect? Yep, yep Grand openin, grand closin God your man Hov' cracked the can open again Who you gon' find doper than him with no pen Just draw off inspiration Soon you gon' see you can't replace him with cheap imitations for THESE GENERATIONS! 하지만 젊을 땐, 뭘 - 기대해? 옙 옙 그랜드 오프닝, 그랜드 클로징 네 남자야, 호이가 캔을 다시 열었어 펜을 가지지 않은 그 외에 누굴 찾겠니 네가 영감을 끌어내 봐 곧 네가 그를 대신할 수 없음을 알게 될 거야 이 세대를 위한 싸구려 모방으론 말야! Now can I get an encore, do you want more Cookin raw with the Brooklyn boy So for one last time I need y'all to roar 이제 난 앵콜을 받을 수 있어, 더 원하니 브룩클린 보이와 함꼐 즐겨 그러니까 마지막으로 한번만 더 고함질러 봐 오 오 오 오 Now what the hell are you waitin forrrr!!! 아니 더 이상 뭘 기다리는 거야! After me, there shall be no more So for one last time, make some noise 나 다음엔 더 이상 없을 거야 그러니까 마지막으로 한 번 더 소릴 질러봐 What the hell are you waitin forrrr!!! 아니 더 이상 뭘 기다리는 거야! {*sighs*} Look what you made me do, look what I made for you Knew if I paid my dues, how will they pay you When you first come in the game, they try to play you {*한숨*} 내가 뭘 하게 했는지 봐, 내가 널 위해 뭘 만들었는지 봐 내가 값을 치르면 그들이 네게 어떻게 값을 치르겠니 네가 처음 게임에 참가했을 쯤에 그들은 널 속여먹으려 할 거야 Then you drop a couple of hits, look how they wave to you From Marcy to Madison Square To the only thing that matters in just a matter of years As fate would have it, Jay's status appears to be at an all-time high, perfect time to say goodbye When I come back like Jordan, wearin the 4-5 It ain't to play games witchu 그러면 몇 번 대박 터뜨려, 그들이 어떻게 너에게 환호하는지 봐 마르시로부터 매디슨 스퀘어까지 몇 년 안에 젤 중요해 질 것에 대해서 항상 최고 기분이기 위해서, 안녕을 말하기 제일 좋을 때 내가 조던처럼 돌아오면, 4-5를 입고 그건 너와 게임을 하기 위해서가 아냐 It's to aim at you, probably maim you If I owe you I'm blowin you to smithereens Cocksucker take one for your team And I need you to remember one thing (one thing) I came, I saw, I conquered From record sales, to sold out concerts So muh-- if you want this encore I need you to scream, 'til your lungs get sore 그건 널 겨누기 위해서야, 널 병신으로 만들기 위해 너에게 빚진 게 있다면 난 널 가루를 내 버리겠어 병신들 한 명 골라 가 네 팀으로 그리고 한가지만 기억해 (한가지만) 난 왔어, 봤어, 그리고 정복했어 레코드 판매량으로부터 매진된 콘서트에 이르기까지 그러니까 흥 - 이 앵콜을 원한다면 소리 질러, 폐가 아플 때까지 Tired of being what you want me to be Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface Don't know what you're expecting of me Put under the pressure, of walking in your shoes 네가 원하는 사람이 되려 노력하는 것엔 지쳤어 너무 신뢰가 없는 느낌, 표면 아래서 길을 잃고 네가 뭘 바라는지 모르겠어 네 입장에 되는 기쁨은 유보해 Caught in the undertoe, just caught in the undertoe Every step that I take is another mistake to you Caught in the undertoe, just caught in the undertoe And every second I waste is more than I can taaaakkee!! 아래서 잡혔어, 아래서 잡혔어 내가 딛는 모든 발걸음이 너에겐 또 다른 실수 아래서 잡혔어, 아래서 잡혔어 그리고 내가 낭비하는 매초가 더 이상 견딜 수 없어! I've become so numb I can't feel you there Become so tired, so much more aware I'm becoming this, all I want to do Is be more like me and be less like you I've, become so nuuuuummmbbb! 난 정말 무감각해졌어 널 더 이상 거기서 느낄 수가 없어 너무 피곤해졌어 너무 잘 알게 됐어 난 이렇게 되고 있어, 내가 하고 싶은 건 단지 더 내 자신이 되고픈 것, 그리고 너같지 않고픈 것 난 너무너무 무감각해졌어!!! (Can I get a encore?) (Do you want more, more, more, more) I've, become so nuuuummmmbb! (So for one last time I need y'all to roar!) (One last time I need y'all to roar!) (가 앵콜을 받을 수 있을까?) (더 원해? 더 더더더더) 난 너무너무 무감각해졌어! (그러니까 마지막으로 한 번 더 다 고함질러봐!) (마지막으로 한 번 더 다 고함질러봐!) |
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If you're having girl problems i feel bad for your son
I've got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one Hit me! He's got the rap patrol on the gat patrol Foes that wanna make sure his casket's closed Rap critics who say he's "Money Cash Hoes" He's from the hoods stupid, what type of facts are those? If your grew up with holes in your zapitos You'd celebrate the minute you was havin' doe So fuck critics, you can kiss our whole assholes You don't like our lyrics you can press fast forward Got beef with radio if we don't play they show They don't play our hits well we don't give a shit, so All these mags trying to use our ass So advertisers can give 'em more cash for ads... fuckers I don't know what you take us as Or understand the intellegence that Jay-Z has From rags to ritches nigga we ain't dumb We got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one Hit me! 99 problems but a bitch ain't one If your having girl problems I feel bad for you son I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one The year is '94 and in my trunk is raw In my rear view mirror is the mother fuckin' law I got two choices ya'll pull over the car or Bounce on the devil put the pedal to the floor Now i ain't tryin to see no highway chase with jake Plus i got a few dollars i can fight the case So i... pull over to the side of the road And i heard "Son do you know why i'm stoppin' you for?" Cause i'm young and i'm black and my hats real low Do i look like a mind reader sir, i don't know Am i under arrest or should i guess some mo? "Well you was doin' fifty five in a fifty four" "License and registration and step out of the car" "Are you carryin' a weapon on you i know alot of you are" I ain't steppin' out of shit all my papers legit "Do you mind if i look round the car a little bit?" Well my glove compartment is locked so is the trunk and the back And i know my rights so you gon' need a warrant for that "Aren't you sharp as a tack you some type of lawyer or something?" "Or some somebody important or somethin'?" Nah i ain't pass the bar but i know a little bit Enough that you won't illegally search my shit "Well see how smart you are when the K-9's come" I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one Hit me! 99 problems but a bitch ain't one If your having girl problems I feel bad for you son I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one Hit me! 99 problems but a bitch ain't one If your having girl problems I feel bad for you son I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one Hit me! 99 problems but a bitch ain't one If your having girl problems I feel bad for you son I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one Now once upon a time not too long ago A nigga like myself had to strong arm a hoe This is not a hoe in the sense of havin' a pussy But a pussy havin no God Damn sense, try and push me I tried to ignore him and talk to the Lord Pray for him, cause some fools just love to perform You know the type loud as a motor bike But wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight The only thing that's gonna happen is im'ma get to clappin He and his boys gon be yappin to the captain And there i go traped in the kit kat again Back through the system with the riff raff again Fiends on the floor scratchin' again Paparatzi's with they cameras snappin' them D.A. tred to give the nigga the shaft again Half-a-mil for bail 'cause i'm African All because ths fool was harrasin' them Tryin to play the boy like hes saccarin' But ain't nothin sweet 'bout how i hold my gun I got 99 problems but this bitch ain't one 99 problems but a bitch ain't one If your having girl problems I feel bad for you son I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one Hit me 99 problems but a bitch ain't one If your having girl problems I feel bad for you son I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one Hit me Shut up when I'm talking to you Shut up Shut up Shut up Shut up when I'm talking to you Shut up Shut up Shut up Shut up I'm about to break Everything you say to me I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one Hit me I need a little room to breathe I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one Hit me Everything you say to me I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one Hit me I need a little room to breathe I got 99 problems And I'm about to break |
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