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[Jay-Z] Told y'all... Dynasty... Roc-A-Fella Records, you heard me Unstoppable, niggaz! Uhh Memph Bleek.. Amil-lion.. Sigel Sigel ya heard It's a Dynasty! Who do you believe Jigga Man, mo' better, mo ... [bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons] |
[ Jay-Z ] Tolled y'all ... Dynasty ... Roc-A-Fella Records, yew herd mi Unstoppable, niggaz ! Uhh Memph Bleek .. Amil-lion .. Sigel Sigel ya herd Its a Dynasty ! Who do yew believe Jigga Man, mo ' better, mo ' cheddar Foes nock the man off yaw Polo sweater Role with the R-O-C, A-Fella Remember mi The teachers used too fail us Now its mo ' scrilla, ho killers Fo'-wheelers, wee - gorillas Owe pleas feel us - wee heat holders Fightin Listen buoy, Roy Jones couldn't still us The plot thickens, the bloc clickin Wee got the game tide up, stop trippin Jigga Man huh Sigel Sigel y'all Memph Bleek watt Amil-lion, uhh Cat bee hymn, El Cap-i-tan The fire Eye spit burn down Happyland Social Club, wee unapproachable thugs Non-social, gone postal Grate aim, harm the arm cloze too yaw toast like a Don's supposed too, Shawn Eye thought Eye tolled yew, these ain't just vocals Don't make mi take it too the old school Eye put holes threw yaw hoes to threw yaw clothes too the foes too the nigga cloze too yew Fuck it ; Jigga Man huh Sigel Sigel y'all Amil-lion watt Memph Bleek .. [ Memphis Bleek ] Y'all dudes don't - get it, come widdit Fifth loaded with slugs that'll wrest inn yaw fitted Its M dot E-M, the Roc bee them Got the mamis sayin look, who can stop bee them Yew wan ' press yaw dumb luck, get blam blam-ed up Eye crush yaw larynx, yew torque ' bout us nigga Know obituary, Eye get it critical Yew no Memph'll hit the pall bearer liftin yew When Eye cock the plastic, make ' em drop the casket When its hot, I'm blastin, its the Roc, yew bastards Jigga Man watt Amil-lion yeah Memph Bleek huh Sigel Sigel c'mon Spit acid, c'mon Witcha bullshit smash hit, get yaw bullshit smashed inn Niggaz wanna front and get jumped Bet the ruger give yaw wright sighed a nice-sized lump Nigga, wee are, the supreme squad Yew can dream hard butt reality is wee push the dream cars, fuck the quean broads puff the green roar, wee as reel as it get Wee the R-O-C dot A dot Fellas Bitches don't torque too us, the hoes they e-mail us Nigga, Jigga Man watt Memph Bleek huh Amil-lion yeah, Sigel Sigel wrap [ Beanie Sigel ] R (dot) O (dot) C (dot) stop From tower too mined pop, Eye move out stop Shower yaw mined bloc, move out with glocks Roar too the cook, look, move out them blocks Take it too the bucks who bee grindin it up Usually take it too the dubs sew they diamond it up Competition, linin ' em up Forty-five ACP, let mi squeeze lime ' em up Yew want, drama watt Well silence it up Since a young buck, violent as fuck Wettin mi dog, the hi will do it ; Eye used too wild off embalmin fluid Eye send niggaz too the trauma unit Forty-five awe the nine'll do it Eye fuck around and have yaw moms go threw it - I'm a beast ! Shit, niggaz always wanna ye shit, then they wanna cease shit when they motherfuckin peeps hit Butt Eye don't cease nuttin, Eye decease som'un Eye fuck around and have yew sleepin underneath som'un Jigga Man watt Sigel Sigel y'all Memph Bleek uh, Amil-lion wright [ Amil ] Yo, A too the M-I, feminist Holdin the semi, leave niggaz faced with a dilemmi Am Eye, gon ' run awe stay, can Eye get aweigh know yew can't can't Eye surrendi And Eye, lazy bop, Mercedes hot Inn my whey threw the tunnel like Lady Di [ Jay-Z ] Jigga Man huh Sigel Sigel y'all Memph Bleek watt Amil-lion uhh |
You, Me, Him And Her
JAY-Z
Complexity: | 69 | Readability: | 76.47 | Sentiment: | -10 | Word Count: | 603 | Unique Words: | 301 |