Jay‐Z Intro / A Million and One Questions / Rhyme No More Lyrics
sponsored linksSomebody's pulling me closer to the ground
I ain't panicked, I been here before
Seems like only yesterday when I got up on that stage
In front of that crowd
And showed them who was who, and what was what
Man look at these suckers
I ain't no rapper, I'm a hustler
It just so happens that I know how to rap
Okay, I'm reloaded!
I did it again *****s
****ed up, right? I know
I know what y'all *****s asking yourself
Is he gonna ever fall off?
A lot of speculation
On the monies I've made, honeys I've slayed
How is he for real? Is that ***** really paid?
Hustlers I've met or, dealt with direct
Is it true he slay the beef and slept with a tech?
What's the position you hold? Can you really match
A triple platinum artist buck by buck by only a single goin gold?
Roc-A-Fella ship fold, and you're left out in the cold
Is it back to charging ************s 11 for an O
For the millionth time askin me
Questions like Wendy Williams, harassing me
Then get upset when I catch feelings
Can I get a minute to breathe? And in that minute you leave
While I'm looking at my Rol' ice spinning on my sleeve
Uh, nice watch, do you really have a spot?
Like you said in Friend or Foe and if so, what block?
What you doing in L.A., with Filipinos and ese's
Latinos and Cheve's, down by Pico with Frederico
I answer all your questions but then y'all got to go
Now the question I ask you is how bad you want to know? blow!
Roc-A-Fella y'all, uh
Know my style
************s can't rhyme no more, bout crime no more
Til I'm no more, cause I'm so raw
My flow expose holes that they find in yours
Wasn't for me, *****s still be dying for whores
But I hate when a ***** sit back, admiring yours
Young blood you better get that, we frying baccars
*****z don't want to be confined to riding the iron horse
And don't listen to the rappers, they dying to floss
I used to be O.T., applying the force
Shoot up the whole block, then the iron I toss
Come back with the click playing Diana Ross
I'm the boss and this is how it's gonna be
Burnt the turnpike, wild miles on the V
I got mouths to feed till they put flowers on me
And kiss my cold cheek, chicks crying like I was Cochise
Tombstone read 'He Was Holdin No Leaks'
Started from the crack game and then so sweet
Freaked it to the rap game, Jigga the old-G
On MTV, telling em how I sold D
And used to back work up out of apartment 4-B
Me and my homie, started out coldies
Picked the mailbox lock cause I ain't have no key
Had the cable with the anchor when Jaz made 'Sophie'
Then I went low key, but now I'm back it's on
Jigga, uh-huh, yeah
Uhh, feel this
In My Lifetime, Vol. 1 Track Listing
1 Intro / A Million and One Questions / Rhyme No More
2 The City Is Mine
3 I Know What Girls Like
4 Imaginary Player
5 Streets Is Watching
6 Friend or Foe '98
7 Lucky Me
8 (Always Be My) Sunshine
9 Who You Wit II
10 Face Off
11 Real Niggaz
12 Rap Game / Crack Game
13 Where I'm From
14 You Must Love Me