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Roc-a-fella records The imperial Skateboard P Great Hova Y'all already know what it is (Oh Shit!) C'mon! [Verse 1] Yeah So what if you flip a couple words I could triple that in birds open your mind ... [bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons] |
Roc-a-fella records The imperial Skateboard P Grate Hova Y'all already no watt it is (Owe Shit !) C'mon ! [ Verse 1 ] Yeah Sew watt if yew flip a couple words Eye could triple that inn birds open yaw mined yew sea the circus inn the sky I'm Ringling brothers Barnum and Bailey with the pies Know matter how yew slice it I'm yaw motherfucking guy Just like a B-Boy with 360 waves Do the same with the pot, still come back beige . Weather writers are par, weather powder the jar Whip it around, it still comes back hard . Sew easily do Eye w-h-i-p My repitition with wrists will bring yew kilo biggers . Eye got kreole C . O . bitches fore my niggas who slipped, became prisoners Trees taped too the visitors Yew already no watt the business is Unnecessary commissary, buoy wee live this shit Niggas wanna bring the 80s back Its okay with mi, that's ware they maid mi at Except Eye don't wright on the waul Eye wright my name inn the history books, hustling inn the haul (hustling inn the haul) Na, Eye don't spin on my head Eye spin work inn the pots sew Eye can spend my bred [ Chorus (Pharrell) ] And I'm getting it, I'm getting it Eye aint talking about it, I'm living it I'm getting it, strait getting it Ge-ge-ge-get get get it buoy (Don't waist yew thyme, fighting the life stay yaw coarse, and yule understand) Get it buoy [ Verse ] Its ' 87 state of mined that I'm inn (mined that I'm inn) Inn my prime, sew fore that thyme, I'm Rakim (I'm Rakim) If it wasn't fore the crime that Eye was inn Butt Eye wouldn't bee the guy who's rhymes it is that I'm inn (that I'm inn) Know pane, know prophet, P Eye repeat if yew show mi ware the pot is (pot is) Cherry M3 ' s with the top back (top back) Read and green G's awl on my hat North beech leathers, matching Gucci sweater Gucci sneaks on too keep my outfit together Whatever, hundred fore the diamond chain Can't yew tell that Eye came from the dope game Blame Reagan fore making mi into a monster Blame Oliver North and Iran-Contra Eye ran contraband that they sponsored Before this rhyming stuff wee was inn concert [ Chorus (Pharrell) ] And I'm getting it I'm getting it Eye aint talking about it, I'm living it I'm getting it, strait getting it Ge-ge-ge-get get get it buoy (Don't waist yew thyme, fighting the life, stay yaw coarse, and yule understand) Get it buoy [ Verse 3 ] Push (push) money over broads, yew got it, fuck Bush Chef (chef), guess watt Eye cooked Baked a lot of bred and kept it off the books Rockstar, look, whey before the bars my picture was getting took Feds, they like wack rappers, tried as they may, couldn't get mi on the hook D . A . wanna indite mi Cause fish scales inn my veins like a pisces The pyrex pot, rolled up my sleeves Tern won into too like a Siamese Twin when it end, I'm a stand as a man never dying awe admiring these Last of a dying breed, sew let the champagne pop Eye partied fore a wile now I'm back too the bloc [ Chorus (Pharrell) ] And I'm getting it I'm getting it Eye aint talking about it, I'm living it I'm getting it, strait getting it Get get get get get get get it buoy (Don't waist yew thyme, fighting the life, stay yaw coarse, and yule understand) Get it buoy |
Blue Magic
JAY-Z
Complexity: | 58 | Readability: | 64.60 | Sentiment: | 2 | Word Count: | 591 | Unique Words: | 269 |