Super Ugly Lyrics - Jay-Z

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I got myself a gun...
I got myself a gun...
Brooklyn, stand up
I got myself a gun...

But really, I don't need to heat
Your heart pumped project Kool-Aid, you sweet
I don't got a two-way, you gays?
This is not beef, this is rap, homie
I don't have a scratch on me
You feel Jay soft, rip Jay off
Damn, I'm only worth over 100 million
Look, I got beef with like 100 children
niggas with pink suits, tryin to get cute
You a little outta line, homie
Don't let the nine, homie
Put you out you mind, homie
Just rhyme, homie
Kick you little lies, I kick my real facts
Like you sneakin out the back of the source sound lab
We wasn't chasin you (nah), we had a tapin', too
We came through to do our 1-2 thing
It wasn't a Rockafella come through thing
If it was on like that, I would come through Queens
With Queens, niggas, you know I how I do
Look, I got more shooters in Queens bridge than you
niggas would tie you up on the colliseum roof
Open beer bottles off that boy chipped tooth, look here

I got myself a gun
I got myself a gun

Listen, I'm the J the A to the Fuck-this-Broad
That nigga never sold aspirin, now how he Escabar?
Had to buy your chain back the last time you got robbed
The nerve of this coward nigga "oh (oh) my (my) god (god)"
And I know rap rumors and innuendo
I bring it to you live, lift up your window
Let the public peek in, see your dirty laundry
Ya'll don't want me to continue (HOV'!)

{Knoc-turn-al sample~>"Super ugly! All I really know is yo' ho wants to be with
me, and she ain't playin, and want I'm sayin"}

Me and the boy A.I. got more in common
Than just ballin and rhymin, get it? More in Carmen
I came in your Bentley backseat
Skeeted in your Jeep, left condoms on your babyseat
Here, nigga, the gloves is off
The love is done
Its whatever, whenever, however nigga, ONE!
And since you infatuated with sayin that gay shit
Guess you was kissin my dick when you was kissin that bitch
Nasty shit, you thought I was born in Renette
You callin' Carm a, hundred times I was bone抧 her neck
You got a baby by the broad, you can't disown her yet
When is your lies end, when does the truth begin
When is reality set in, or does it not matter
Gotta hurt, I'm your baby mama's favorite rapper
And ask your current girl, she know wass抲p
Holla at a real nigga, Jigga, I don't give a fuck

{Knoc-turn-al sample~>"All I really know is yo' ho wants to be with me and she
ain't playin, and what I'm sayin"

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Wow is ignorant | Reviewer: Jae | 11/3/2007

Carmen wrote a book and proved all this wrong. She had an affair with Jayz because Nas cheated on her and she knew Nas hated Jay. She said Jay was obsessed with Nas and had a collection of all Nas records, including rare ones, would call Nas to rap on his tracks when he was coming up, and would ask Carmen weird questions like what position Nas liked best. She said Nas never respected Jay while Nas was jayz favorite rapper...oh and she also said Nas was her favorite rapper so that last line is dumb by Jayz (and just for the record i am a jayz fan)

I feel so sorry for that mother and her child. | Reviewer: Anonymous | 8/22/2007

Jay-Z is really bogus to put this woman (Carmer Bryant) down like that and why would he bring in a child's carseat in this? Jay-Z is not very smart at all. This innocent child has nothing to do with this love affair. I feel sorry for that child.

WOW | Reviewer: jay | 4/26/2007

WOW Jigga man ripped Nas all over this track no one could have done anything betta

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