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Monday, 10 October 2011

Jay-Z and Kanye West - Why I Love You (feat. Mr Hudson)



Chorus - Mr Hudson
oooooh
I love you so
But why I love you
I’ll never know (x4)


Jay-Z


Picture if you will, that the throne was burning
Rome was burning, and I’m sitting in the corner all alone burning
Why does it always end up like this?
Something that we don’t determine
Same people that I fought for
That I fight for, that I ride for
That I live for, that I die for
Be the reason that these niggas is alive for
and they want me dead
But I’m so sorry but I just can’t die for you
But I can make em put their hands in the sky for you
We waiting for the fireworks like July 4th
Get fly more, get high more, cry boy, why for?
When the grief is over, beef is over, I’ll be fly when Easter’s over
I tried to teach niggas how to be kings
And all they ever wanted to be was soldiers
So the love is gone, Til blood is drawn
So we no longer wear the same uniform
Fu*k you squares, The circle got smaller
The castle got bigger, The walls got taller
And truth be told after all that said
Ni**as still got love for you


Chorus - Mr Hudson
I love you so
But why I love you
I’ll never know (x4)


Jay-Z (Kanye West)
Showed love to you niggas
You ripped out my heart and you stepped on it
I picked up the pieces, Before you swept on it
God damn this sh*t leaves a mess don’t it
Sh*t feelin’ like death don’t it
Charge it to the game, whatever’s left on it
I spent about a minute, Maybe less on it
Fly pelican fly, Turn the jets on it
But first I shall digress on it
Wasn’t I a good king?
(Maybe too much of a good thing, huh?)
Didn’t I spoil you?, Me or the money, what you loyal to?
(Huh, I gave you my loyalty)
Made you Royalty and royalties
(Took care of these niggas lawyer fees)
And this is how ni**as rewardin’ me
(Damn)


Chorus - Mr Hudson


I love you so
But why I love you
I’ll never know (x4)


Jay-Z (Kanye West)


Bussin’ at me, b-b-b-bussin’ at me
But I’m bullet proof, b**ch you can’t get nothin’ past me
Got body armor (A ni**a gotta watch the throne)
And I’m bussin’ back, So ni**as in a glass house should not throw stones What do you do when the love turns the hate?
(Gotta separate from these f**kin fakes)
Caesar didn’t see it so he ceased to exist
So the ni**a that killed him had keys to his sh*t
Am I my brother’s keeper?
(Only if that ni**a don’t creep up)
Got a pistol under my pillow
(I’ve never been a deep sleeper)
P-p-p-paranoia
(Cause the nigga that said he’ll…)
Blast for ya (Is now…)
Blastin for ya, That’s an assassin for ya
(These niggas got a shot they’ll shoot)
Please lord (Forgive him)
For these ni**as (Not know) What they, (Do) (Ooh)

Thursday, 11 August 2011

Eminem - Syllables (Featuring 50 Cent, Dr. Dre, Jay-Z, Stat Quo)



[Verse 1 - Eminem]
If we gotta dumb down our style and ABC it
Then so be it
'Cause nowadays these kids, jeez
Don't give a shit about lyrics
All they wanna hear is a beat and that's it
Long as they can go to the club and get blitz
Pick up some chicks and get some digits
And the DJ's playing them hits
Oh this my jam, this my shit
We don't know a word to a verse
All we know is the chorus
'Cause the chorus repeats the same four words for us
And the songs ginormous, the whole formula's switched
'Cause we don't know anymore, what are hits
Is it the beat? Is it the rap
Is it a finger snap? Rr the same 808 clap
And how do we adapt and get TRL votes
When 13 year olds control the remote
And Ashley's got a brand new nose
We gotta put some new em-phasis on our syllables


[Verse 2 - Jay-Z]
If the emphasis on the compact disc isn't the beat
Than I'm gon' feature Em and get rich
And let Dre mix the shit and drive off in the Range Ro'
'Cause everywhere I go they love the bling bling flow
Bang bang look at the way my chain glow
The ring on my fing' cost Jermaine a lot of dough, oh
The fuck am I busting my brain for?
It's just the way the game go, oh, it takes two to tango
You call this a lame flow
You bought the shit
I guess you to blame too
I just found the angle
No more reality flow
I'm tryna time my album dropping with a reality show
Cock the MAC-11 in front of Hot 97
And call my publicist tell her we impressed heaven
No one gives a shit
Except some kids who just got into sex on the Internet
So you want the chat room or the house of Malibu Em?
Your emphasis is on the wrong syllable


[Verse 3 - Dr. Dre]
They said 30s the new 20
Funny, must mean 40s the new 30
Interesting, 'cause ever since then it's been in a sence
An extension for veteran rappers that are better than half
Of the shit coming out right now
It's all trash
The torch is gonna burn out before it gets passed
Jay said it's his last, and 50 and Em
Then what? Detox drops what we got then
So now our whole camps is running around
Scrambling over what to do
Gambling everytime we put a record out
Just looking for that hook


[Chorus - Eminem]
(Wait Dre look!)
Shorty I love you
And you love me too
We were meant to be 'cause shorty
You love me
And I love you too
And I promise I'll be true to you


[Verse 4 - 50 Cent]
Go shorty, it's your birthday
You made it just in time to hear my wordplay
It's the kid that flip flows who used to flip O's
And run G for days used to see how I get hoes
I'm international, I get my dick licked around the globe
I'm sick right into show, riding on lolo's
Puffing on coco, my bitch in Manolo's
Don't fuck with the dodo's, I sling for dumb hoes
I playing, I ain't got time to joke, joke
You fuck around, you could get your ass smoked
Look, it's not a game, me B? I ain't playing
Beat behind me player, so you here anyway
You don't hear what I'm saying
Me fin-nini-na
Fee-fi-dididee-yay
Just give me my check and I'll be on my way
Sunny bunny money and funny
You ain't even listening and I just took your money


[Verse 5 - Stat Quo]
There once was a time everywhere he turned
Shady Aftermath was all ya heard
But they say 50 sang too much
And Em got soft
And they say Dre just fell the fuck off
Well fuck the fuck offs
All y'all eat soft, be mad, we bad fresh up outta the vault, oh!
New syllables eat ball, ya fucks offs
Your house, your bitch I'm getting sucked off
East, South, Midwest, even up North
Falling victim to wax, spitting, bring out the white chalk
All for the gingerbread, we get it and get lost
Catch me if you can, I'm running past while y'all walk


[Verse 6 - Ca$his]
Shady made me for bringing it back
For the history of rap
It's gone with a snap, a sneer and a clap
What happened to just spitting about living in the muthafucking city you at?
In the grimiest condition, I breath in drama
King Mathers and Cash me, thats freak karma
I'm everything, anything, you could never be
It's a hitting, rhyme in the month deep
I speak with a piece, no peace on my mind
I repeat every evil deed done of mine
No rest contest, contract to sign
By blood I'm in this squad for life
Hear out my wind pipes and I just chime
I'm the reason you guys won't say that line
I'm crazy renegade like Em and Jay-Z
I'm Rosemary's baby

Tuesday, 9 August 2011

Rihanna "Umbrella Ft.Jay-Z"


Title:"Umbrella"
Album:"Good Girl Gone Bad"
Artist:"Rihanna Ft.Jay-z"





Jay-Z:
Ahuh Ahuh (Yea Rihanna)
Ahuh Ahuh (Good girl gone bad)
Ahuh Ahuh (Take three... Action)
Ahuh Ahuh
No clouds in my storms
Let it rain, I hydroplane into fame (Rihanna: Eh eh)
Come'n down with the Dow Jones
When the clouds come we gone
We Rocafella (Rihanna: Eh eh)
She fly higher than weather
And she rocks it better
You know me
An anticipation for precipitation, stacks chips for the rainy day(Rihanna: Eh eh)
Jay, rain man is back with lil Ms. Sunshine
Rihanna where you at?


[VERSE 1]
You had my heart, and we'll never be world apart
Maybe in magazines, but you'll still be my star
Baby cause in the Dark, You can see shiny Cars
And that's when you need me there
With you I'll always share
Because


[CHORUS]
When the sun shines
We'll shine together
Told you I'll be here forever
That I'll always be your friend
Took an oath Imma stick it out 'till the end
Now that it's raining more than ever
Know that we still have each other
You can stand under my Umbrella
You can stand under my Umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(ella ella eh eh eh eh eh eh)


[VERSE 2]
These fancy things, will never come in between
You're part of my entity, Here for Infinity
When the war has took it's part
When the world has dealt it's cards
If the hand is hard, Together we'll mend your heart
Because ..


[CHORUS]


When the sun shines
We'll shine together
Told you I'll be here forever
That I'll always be your friend
Took an oath Imma stick it out 'till the end
Now that it's raining more than ever
Know that we still have each other
You can stand under my Umbrella
You can stand under my Umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(ella ella eh eh eh eh eh eh)


[BRIDGE]
You can run into my Arms
It's okay don't be alarmed
(Come into Me)
(There's no distance in between our love)
So Gonna let the rain pour
I'll be all you need and more
Because ..


[CHORUS]
When the sun shines
We'll shine Together
Told you I'll be here forever
That I'll always be your friend
Took an oath Imma stick it out 'till the end
Now that it's raining more than ever
Know that we still have each other
You can stand under my Umbrella
You can stand under my Umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(ella ella eh eh eh eh eh eh)


It's raining (raining)
Ooo baby it's raining
baby come into me
Come into me
It's raining (raining)
Ooo baby it's raining
You can always come into me
Come into me......

Amy Winehouse - "Rehab (Jay-Z Remix)"


Title:"Rehab (Jay-Z Remix)"
Artist:"Amy Winehouse Ft.Jay-z"





They tried to make me go to rehab but I said 'no, no, no'
Yes I've been black but when I come back you'll know know know
I ain't got the time and if my daddy thinks I'm fine
He's tried to make me go to rehab but I won't go go go


I'd rather be at home with ray
I ain't got seventy days
Cause there's nothing
There's nothing you can teach me
That I can't learn from Mr Hathaway


I didn't get a lot in class
But I know it don't come in a shot glass


They tried to make me go to rehab but I said 'no, no, no'
Yes I've been black but when I come back you'll know know know (you're now rockin' wit' the best amy baby)


The man said 'why do you think you here'(hov)
I said 'I got no idea
I'm gonna, I'm gonna lose my baby
so I always keep a bottle near'
He said 'I just think your depressed,(the best baby)
kiss me here baby and go rest'


They tried to make me go to rehab but I said 'no, no, no'
Yes I've been black but when I come back you'll know know know


[Jay Z:]
More money, more checks,I'm addicted to fresh
Six pair of kicks is my definition of 12 steps
Kick back in the back, get the phantom to drop
Bass blarin outta my system, thats how i detox
O when will he stop, he still pumpin that real sh*t
My flow so dumb, my face is numb, n*gga,i dont feel sh*t
Wheres a therapist? Yea I'm outta control
They tryna make me go to rehab, I won't go, no
And so I'm addicted, I'm Britney, Whitney, and Bobby
Betty Ford ain't ready for it, ain't nothin can stop me
O look he's collapsin, just look how he's rappin
Everytime I try to get out it pulls me back in
Amy should have rehab'd him,'stead she doubled his ration
Can you blame me for being a slave to my passion
My heron flows more deeper than marilyns nose I'ma o.d. till I'm in peace like Anna Nicole, hov!


I don't ever wanna drink again
I just ooh I just need a friend
I'm not gonna spend ten weeks
have everyone think I'm on the mend


It's not just my pride
It's just 'til these tears have dried


They tried to make me go to rehab but I won't go go go


Sunday, 24 July 2011

Kanye West & Jay-Z - Lift Off Lyrics (ft. Beyonce & Bruno Mars)



Title:"Lift Off"
Album:"Watch the Throne"
Artists:"Kayne West ,Jay-z Ft. Beyonce And Bruno Mars"


Before i start, rest in peace d al
With that said take a shit on these cows
I used to sail white, play the race car
Now i ball rap about it, call this shit sports bar
Going hard, … over time
Loaded … fold you up, futon from the sun, i’m that high
Counting ones, make a lot of bread like the pro sun
better slow it up, we fliest you know
i’m the one who know, flow cold free yo
take a number 2, shit on all ya
i’m here to clean the game, you seen the lights on
most talk raw how they flip for a profit
no rap gods, they all false prophets
stop it, your brakes ain’t broke
therefore your career can come to a hold
like a top that a chick wear, really don’t care
you get beat like a snail
flavor in your ear, flow ugly…riding that trap
you hit a lot of dears in the process
you don’t … rap, i be in your area
probability, 12 to 1 not fair to ya
i handle ya
…with the verbal gun, my boss tight
virgin none
jag some mike in a hurry
they killed the shit, car …
sorry but life’s not a game no
i bag a lot of cheese call me just the cheeto
free throws know i’m taking easy shots
balling ain’t nothing when you practice a lot
and y’all want some top
little mama was good
i tell her like this, get the …says bad luck
she knocking on wood
so hood, swag’s on live
if y’all the best living, nobody alive
… i’m so sick … got a bad chick
nicknamed her lassie
flashy, see me i’m shining
blow your brains out, leave you absent minded
the name to me timeless, so you can call me butter
the … street like a god damn clocker
word to your mother, i’m here for dum rap put her on the track
sell cats plus some stacks how about that
clock gas get you …
i mean that shit from the bottom of my heart
working too hard i’m in the front row’s apart
who got boss, tell them that guy
enjoy these mixtapes, time flies.


Wednesday, 13 July 2011

Linkin Park featuring Jay-Z "Dirt Off Your Shoulder/Lying from You"

Title:"Dirt Off Your Shoulder/Lying from You"  
Album:" Collision Course"
Artist/Band:"Linkin Park Ft.Jay-z !
Also Featured In Jayz Album "The Black Album"



I ordered a frapuccino
Where is my fuckin' frapuccino?
All right let's do this

When I pretend everything is what I want it to be
I look exactly like what you had always wanted to see
When I pretend, I can't forget about the criminal I am
Stealing second after second just 'cause I know I can

But I can't pretend this is the way it'll stay I'm just
Trying to bend the truth
I can't pretend I'm who you want me to be, so I'm
Lying my way from

If you feelin' like a pimp nigga, go and brush your shoulders off
Ladies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders off
Niggaz is crazy baby, don't forget that boy told you
Get that dirt off your shoulder

I probably owe it to y'all, proud to be locked by the force
Tryin' to hustle some things that go with the Porsche
Feelin' no remorse, feelin' like my hand was forced
Middle finger to the law, nigga grip'n my balls

All the ladies they love me, from the bleachers they screamin'
All the ballers is bouncin' they like the way I be leanin'
All the rappers be hatin', off the track that I'm makin'

But all the hustlers they love it just to see one of us make it
Came from the bottom the bottom, to the top of the pots
Nigga London, Japan and I'm straight off the block
Like a running back, get it man, I'm straight off the block
I can run it back nigga 'cause I'm straight with the Roc, c?mon

If you feelin' like a pimp nigga, go and brush your shoulders off
Ladies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders off
Niggaz is crazy baby, don't forget that boy told you
Get that dirt off your shoulder

You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder

Your homey Hov' in position, in the kitchen with soda
I just whipped up a watch, tryin' to get me a Rover
Tryin' to stretch out the coca, like a wrestler, yes sir
Keep the Heckler close, you know them smokers'll test ya

But like, fifty-two cards when I'm, I'm through dealin'
Now fifty-two bars come out, now you feel 'em
Now, fifty-two cars roll out, remove ceiling
In case fifty-two broads come out, now you chillin'

With a boss bitch of course S.C. on the sleeve
At the 40/40 club, ESPN on the screen
I paid a grip for the jeans, plus the slippers is clean
No chrome on the wheels, I'm a balla for real, cheea

Yeah, I remember what they taught to me
Remember condescending talk of who I ought to be
Remember listening to all of that and this again
So I pretended up a person who was fittin' in

And now you think this person really is me and I'm
Trying to bend the truth
But the more I push the more I'm pulling away 'cuz I'm
Lying my way from you

No, no turning back now
I wanna be pushed aside so let me go
No, no turning back now
Let me take back my life I'd rather be all alone

No turning back now
Anywhere on my own 'cuz I can see
No, no turning back now
The very worst part of you
The very worst part of you is me

This isn't what I wanted to be
I never thought that what I said would
Have you running from me like this
This isn't what I wanted to be
I never thought that what I said would
Have you running from me like this

This isn't what I wanted to be
I never thought that what I said would
Have you running from me like this
This isn't what I wanted to be
I never thought that what I said would
Have you running from me like this

You, no turning back now
I wanna be pushed aside so let me go
No, no turning back now
Let me take back my life I'd rather be all alone

No turning back now
Anywhere on my own 'cuz I can see
No, no turning back now
The very worst part of you
The very worst part of you is me, bitch