Words To: Jay-Z American Gangster
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Jay-Z » American Gangster
[1st Verse] ay this aint new york city! uh huh; put ya hands together.. young, uhuh .. woo, yeah yes..
I'm from the 80's, home of the heroin era of the hustlers, uh the world is my custies New Rich Porter, the way I flip quarters Frontin, all these rap artists but me Momma was mink wearer,papa ran numbers So it's plain to see where my whole plan come from American dream, I'm living the live still The way I shine is like a zillion dollar light bill Still I'm grinding army jacket lining 40 below timbs on, getting my M's on My best friends gone, I seen bad days Still find songs that I hear him on Getting my Mary J. Blige reminisce on I hear his voice in my head like nigga live on So I get on that fly sh*t, I been on Spin on corners in enzo with the rims on, but for the info puffin on INDO-nesia give me amnesia, i ease up That right I'm high nigga, I want the sky The world when I'm done,I'm a give it to my sons Let them live it up,spilt it up, uh Sixes kit it up, man I did it up, done The rest of my belongings belong in the hall of fame A list of hit next to all my names I CAME [ Lyrics accessible from http://www.rare-lyrics.com ]
[CHORUS] im with the sky baby..
[2nd Verse]
If the sky should fall And it all goes tomorrow And they force foreclose on the house And auction off all my cars Dont cry for me Argentina, I mobbed in beamer Took trips aboard, got mobbed in Sardinia In Ibiza I had pizza in the club Ladies know I'm that guy They wanna piece of my love, now they wanna do the boy Like Mike in his prime, Billie Jean the goddamn boy ain't mine And the the Roc break up had people losing hope Can't lie they had Muhammed Hovi, on the ropes Now I'm back in the go mode, back in the go-gos' Throwing the diamond up repping the logo, rose gold, rose flow I'm ok though, what don't kill me makes me stronger than before so Here we go and I'm not domino When it all falls down I'm like Kanye's jaw I might break but I dont fold, till I hold the sky in my hand Yeah that's my goal Then I bid you Freddy Adu, prodigal child Y'all not ready for the future, then I disappear in the Bermuda Triangle My name will be viewed such He re's to the man the man that refused to give up I want the sky nigga, chuuuch
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