1.It's Alright(Ost)
Jay-z：
Bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball
Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss
It's alright, you heard？, it's alright, holla back
Get ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke
Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc
It's alright, you heard？ it's alright, yeah yeah
I need a ho in my life to blow on my dice
So we can make our points twice and skate out a town
I need that glow in my ice, e-class
Ladies screamin jigga you know we ease that, flowin out like
jees-ass
Jay-z and me holdin the mic
So when you like you find mc's so impolite
And me i'm so into nice, got cats on the corner like
Don't me and jigga be flowin alike？
Nah, not in your life ain't nobody copin like
Mr. jay-z, shit you're crazy
I'm hot like the six maybe, deep dish with the great seats
I flow greater than you're navigator
I drop in you're town, block you're data
Pimps all comin through with a hot pair of gators
And a crew with rocks the size of craters
Can't touch like hot potatoes, ya heard？
Bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball
Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss
It's alright, you heard？, it's alright, holla back
Get ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke
Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc
It's alright, you heard？ it's alright, holla back
Memphis bleek：
In the middle of a war rockin a vest
Who's the illest shorty alive, i confess
I take nine to the chest and i swear to the heaven sky's, i
bless
The mics until the day i rest, till they can feel what i feel
I'ma try my best, and if you real like i real
You can provide the rest
Anything left out, you can blame it on the brain, not the heart
I'm playing my part, stretched out, just about the best out
Any nigga realer than me, is in a messhall with their chest out
Any rapper with less clout, sell more records than me
We extort them as soon as they record 'em, bleek
My name is clear, back when a shorty used to braid my hair
On the project stairs, once i drop to a ceaser ma i don't need
ya
＞from the block to the hot two-seaters
Jay-z：
Bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball
Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss
It's alright, you heard？, it's alright, holla back
Get ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke
Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc
It's alright, you heard？ it's alright, check
On the two jew-el's i blew more money than latrell, who else？
They don't know you, think they know you too well, you jell
Like flubber i hover above the city in a private jet, the livest
set
Press you're brakes, feds wanna investigate, mr. i don't cop
nothin
Less than eight, and anything involved with my name
Regardless of the fame
It's hard, i can't even walk through harlem again,
Charge it to the game, i'm platinum like american express
My boy died, and all i did was inherit his stress
To make every jam tougher, you ain't my man fuck ya
I suggest let you live right？ negative, i swear
It's dough or die, i hope your soul provides you with an
afterlife
Close you're casket tight
Take you're last two deep breaths and pass the mic
To jay-z nigga, that's right!!
Bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball
Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss
It's alright, you heard？, it's alright, holla back
Get ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke
Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc
It's alright, you heard？ it's alright
2.Love For Free
Uh huh uh, ji ji
Roc-a-fella y'all
Jigga, rell, nine-eight edition
This is roc-a-fella for life, this is roc-a-fella for life
This is roc-a-fella for life, this is roc-a-fella for life
I play my parts with the honies hard
It's gotten even worse now that the money's washed
Like a letter y'all, the nine-eight find me straight
Good health, can't complain about my financial state
What else？ i guess tomorrow knows
I run through chicks like borrowed clothes
I'm the type of nigga your father oppose, never test jay
You follow the code, ese, on my best day
I'm like god with a blow, bless me
Baby, why are you chasing that man？
Knowing that he can't, love you like i can
I guess you'd rather chase, instead of feeling
What's real inside, i got to thinking
And i hope you realize (all this love for free)
(better come and get it soon) hurry hurryahahyyy
(please, don't take too long) i want your love babe
(before it's all gone, i just wanna put you on)
The apple of my eye, sweet cherry surprise
Let me up inside, of your body tonight
There's so much that we can do
And i'll do you, know how much i wanna
Taste your lovin, so good (all this love for free)
(better come and get it soon) hurry baby
(please, don't take too long) cause i want your love
(before it's all gone, i just wanna put you on)
(hurry hurry hurry, hurry baby cause i can't wait)
(hurry hurry hurry, cause later on might be too late)
Gotta hurry (hurry hurry hurry, tell me whatcha gonna do)
(hurry hurry hurry, there's too many dimes for me to choose)
Baby you got me (got me goin)
Goin round in circles (tell me why)
And i can't explain whyaayiyyy (i need your love)
Can't get enough of your love
Yea yea yea
In the sl with rell, music at a high decimal
Mami frontin, touchin buttons like she spec-ial
Cause she sex well, in the best tell, rapper filla cartel
Excel-ing like hyundai, sunday to sunday
It's for the nachoes, come out the clothes
And baby girl if it's hammer time, then hide your toes
The game cold like, five below, but once inside the show
We to' it down; about that money, we throw it around
So when the ice hit the sun rays, run for shade
Game's over, we didn't come to play
The fuck y'all thinking？？
Round and round in circles
(tell me why) i can't explain why
(i need your love) can't get enough of your love
Baby i've got all this love (all this love for free)
(better come and get it soon) baby baby baby
(please don't take too long) i want your love babe
(before it's all gone, i just wanna put you on)
Can you feel me growing baby
(all this love for free... better come and get it soon...)
Let me keep it going...
3.You're Only A Customer
Intro：
Ha ha, ha ha, roc-a-fella y'all
Futuristic shit beeotch
Uh, what the fuck？ how we do. how we do. uh ha
Verse 1：
Triple platnum nigga with the solid gold fade
All that nickle and dime shit, don't hold no weight
Fortune 5, top 5 in the forbes (you'll see) as you
Thumb through the source i read the ride report
Class c, cold me down with the plastic
That's all i ask of you, like raphael saadiq
At the hotel, nico, robbin' the val suite
My people's eyes through the peep hole
I'm lovin' you down freak as i
Shoot through the city like a rumor
Not soon enough, to stop 'em from spreadin' the news
Paper headin' read 'jay-z breaths, 80 degrees'
The only thing to cool them off is a malibu day breeze
Can't sop for the feds, say cheese
You know they wanna take a nigga picture
Pray for the day to get ya, but i'm a parlay and stay richer for
now
Jigga hasn't done dirt in a while
You know my stomach getin' weak from livin' on the streets for
real
Tryin' to oversee it from suites, orderin' eats
At the top where the criminal minds meet
That's where the cream is (right) , that's where your dream is
(well ain't
It？)
Hook：
You're only a customer (uh)
Walkin' in the presence of hustlers
You spend money all night long
'all night long' - mary j. blige
Verse 2：
A-yo my youth had a nigga too aggressive
I use to speed excessive, both eyes closed
No thought infested
Hittin' pot holes, cop-o's will snatch your weight
But your game most precious
Had to rethink things, is pinky ring worth
Life on the run and time served in sing sing
I don't know to tell the truth
If i'm pressed for doe, i got to consoul irv gotti y'all
Irv gotti：
Heads got to roll
Jay-z：
I was raised to live, lord i pray you forgive
If not, i just handle it like jason kidd
What you're facin' is official (it's official)
Most cases when i'm blazin' won't miss you (won't miss you)
Case and point mad bullshitted issue
I see it to the end, my writting is so personal
My heart bleedin' out my pen, make no mistake aobut me
It's only one nigga livin', i got a half a cake about me
I got love, to make a nigga die bleedin' is nothin'
You make a motherfucker die breathin' then you sayin' somthing,
beeotch
Hook (x3)
More flavor than y'all can image havin'
Graphic like sega, saturn, traffic like the bodega
It just so happens, you caught me at the the tail end of my dive
My brain ain't right from inhaling the work of my life
Fuck it, 3's in ya, had to hold
D.c. high pissy off cristle
3 g's high seasoned bacardy, uv's
Blesses my body, we be fresh at the party
Play yourself go head if you don't no the ledge
It's like spittin' to god
Get it in your face fuckin' with niggas over your head
Take your time with me, shiftee
Use to make coke stretch like the samplin' a 950
Shit with that, while i'm o a kawasoki bike
At the light, doin' a pike, with a bitch on the back
And take flight, my life like it was directed by hype
In 35 slow-mo, with the rockafella logo
Accapoco to arruba, bay breezes and caviar baluga
Very little loot, a loser
In the grashish blueish, les coup it's the root of evil in these
people
Hook (x3)
4.Murdergram
Niggas is dead, dead i tell you, can't be serious
What you think is gonna happen
With three of the illest niggas together
Street music and so fourth on one track,huh？
Can't be serious, it's murda nigga, huh, it's murda
Motha fuckers wanna kill me but don't got the heart
To look me in the eyes with the nine and spark
Cause whether your for or against this
When i spit with murderous intentions, everybody goes everybody
knows
The weapons i possess they not for show
And you put dresses on your weapons when you walk out the door
See once i flash mother fuckers better do the one shot dash
Or be one shot ass
J to the a-y to the drive by to your hood screamin bye-bye to
you
Why would you fuck with me
Knowing i put you six feet deep and them niggas could die
wit'cha
Cock the hot pistol and pop the hot cristal
And promise you only one thing, to not miss you
Jahova know the god that served ya
Cause dead or alive when i arrive it's murda
Shit i hope ya'll niggas know to lay low now
Cause thou shall perish if you don't bow down
Cause i hit em on sight, its dark dim the lights
You shot twice god bless to this the night
That alot of niggas fear the coming of their life
And you dead right be in hell looking for ice
Fuckin with ja you bitch niggas talking shit
All on my dick you broke niggas making me rich
You gonna blaze me cause you high ripped off the henne rock
Flow semi-hot handling me your not
Check my forte not even on a bad day you beat this
Rather beat your dick or your bitch
My flow be the sick shit, gravely ill
Niggas dying cause they know i spit like iron, nothing but bark
flyin
Flows and mics, hell and night, go together like heaven and
light
Niggas ain't seein my plight, it's alright
I let the world know i shine like ice
I bet it all i can throw a hard four in the dice
Cause i'm a gambling man, you should gamble with a gat in your
hand
Spin in barrel and put it to your head
Cause we don't dance no more all we do is cock and spit
Dedicated to giving you nothing but thug shit
Think we playing, you undoubtable fall further
Fuckin with i n c is murda
I'm a cruddy nigga, goin raw-doggin dirty bitches
And if i get burnt, i'm givin that shit to thirty bitches
You say you know a nigga like me, guess again poppy
I might smile up in your face but i ain't your friend poppy
Jump out the fifteen hundred like runnin, niggas don't want it
Get it, done it, when i'm blunted
However it went down, i made it happen, made it scrapin
I made it fussin, bustin, i made it cappin
And lettin off wasn't nothing new to a nigga
Something to do to a nigga, cause you is a fool nigga
I know your type, you hype, all up off that fake shit
You can't understand why a man would have to take shit
Or steal shit, but this is that real, niggas kill shit, peel
shit
I hit you in your head you won't feel shit!!!
Urruurrrr.....
Let the dogs lose on a niggas ass
Find out if the niggas faster then the trigger's blast
A fucking snake in the truest form
Knowin damn well that what i do is wrong, plus what i do is
strong
Niggas is makin movies so i gots to stop production
I need a block to function and maybe i'll stop destructin
The blocks is not for frontin, so let me get that shorty
Cause you don't need that shorty
You don't know what to do with that shorty
You might as well hit this 40, before you hit the floor
Another 24, what you want, money, more!？!
Them niggas did it raw, with no condom
You find em, sayin sorry he for what he said before i blind them
Get the flame out the four fifth, and there aint gonna be no
more riff
Dog you want a floss tiff, but would of made it to the door if
Bullets travled alot slower, and you ran alot faster
But they don't and you can't so don't think about after
Cause tomorrow ain't comin, so stop runnin
Cause you gonna die like a sucker
Murder motherfucker!!!
Uh!, where my mother fucking dogs at, uh, uh
My nigga jigga, my dog ja, irv gotti, rough riders, def jam
Where my dogs at, top fight uh, where my dogs at
Hold me down baby, hold me down baby, hold me down baby
Boomer one love nigga, urruurrrr, murda motherfucker..
5.In My Lifetime(Remix)
It's the thought of a ride that make my eyes wide, i'm caught up
I'm trying to make, all of my dreams materialize, so i sorta
Say my goodbyes to the straight and narrow
I found a new route, you bout to see my life change
I make the means justify the ends, i make the cream
Materialize keys to a benz, and so i'm rollin
For now, holdin down the fort, who's controllin？
The ground's gotta blow em, yep, y'all shoulda told em
Uhh, my first felony's approachin, copped my first key
Took a freeze, now i'm frozen
I bought a black mac, i'm outta control
Losin bankrolls on blackjack, you gotta know
It always crossed my mind that feds be tappin the lines like
gregory hines
Still on the phone discussin my biz like it could never be mines
I know the price, know the risk, know the wrongs, and the rights
Still my blood flows ice, it's just my life
Chorus：
What's the meaning, what's the meaning of life？
＊scratched 'in my lifetime'＊
What's the meaning, what's the meaning of life？
＊scratched 'in my lifetime'＊
I'm like the bass with the ass, splashin cold cash
The big willie get you chilly when i pass, brrrrrr
Is it, just a mirage all these girls thankin god
Is this, world my world, am i the star of stars？
Baby pimped out, i'm gettin too large and smokin cigars
All chicks is hollerin bout chica, the whole city's buzzin
Wasn't checkin for me a dozen or so, months ago
Now i'm all they know, i'm a person
Lettin the cristal's breathe at the barnacle bar
Under my sleeve, vernacular, 50 g's
I'm talkin big cheese, you gotta be down to dig these, uhh
Give me a rush like you wouldn't believe, my head's about to
bust
Acceleratin what drives me, hope i don't gotta die
To see, see i can't lie to me
I know the price, know the risk, know the wrongs and the rights
Still my blood flows ice, it's just my life
Chorus 2x
Uhh, from the beginning see we never seen the ending
Running up in all the women, all the linen, all the jewels, huh
We sported pele's, gold diamonds and pirelli's
Sports cars, the good life'll give you a belly but that's cool
As i, zone in the al capone, watch me
Cause the medusa's head on versace turned me to stone
Now my poems just ain't poems, they bloody, when i recite em
Bones get disconnected like the phones
Now, i'm a hardened criminal with game
Like the garden, all my penpals life controlled by the warden
Still the drill makes me blind to the fact
I could do real time, i'm a prisoner, of my crimes
Know the price, know the risk, know the wrongs and the rights
Now i'm, incarcerate for my life
Chorus 5x to fade
6.Your Love
Christion.. listen
Uhh, jigga
How easy is that？
Lame mad cause the game that i, spat at his chick
So i had to double back quick, and clap at his click
Soon as the smoke cleared, i got back in his ＊bitch＊
Tell that man son, i ain't your ave-rage
My-rap-is-as-sick-as-it-gets
All the while, hand my hand on her, ass and hips
Told her, 'let's get gone; listen to christion'
Play full of smoke, take small pulls to choke
She almost overdosed, how them cats hold their notes
Know that the flow's no joke, mine strictly fold dough
And since you over age, and, i'm overpaid
We can play in the rover til the verse is over.. jay
I... uhh, think of you
Late at night (uh-huh) love that's all i do
Tell me why (uh-huh, jigga, uh-huh) do you have to leave
Love me lady (uh) c'mon (uh) bring it back to meee..
Love (uh-huh), is a funny thing
When i'm with your babe (gi geya) you make my heart sing
It's so cold .. it's so colllld .. inside my bed
Come back home (yea) .. come back home ..
Because i don't wanna fuss and fight (funk dat)
Baby i wanna talk, about you and me
This ain't the way it's 'sposed to be
I don't wanna be alone, so bring back your love
Yea (bring back your love)
I mean don't, don't hate, congratulate
It's all good though (bring back your love)
Roc-a-fella incorporated, you know？
Enterprise baby, enterprise -- feel that？
Listen! uh-huh, uh-huh-uh
Christion, jigga, how easy is that？
Yea!
7.Celebration
What you think you like me？ you ain't like me ＊motherfucker＊
You a punk
I been with made people.. connec-ted people
Who you been wit？ chain snatchin, jive-ass, maricon
＊motherfuckers＊
Why don't you go get lost
Get out of here, go kick a freestyle or somethin
You're now tuned into the greatest
＊motherfuckers＊ can't beat us, join us, can't fade us, hate us
Can't touch it, ＊fuck it＊, can't see em, try to be em
Both shows sold out your coliseum, 8th wonder
Locked rap for trey summers, poker faces with the aces under
Face one up, to take over, the break's over
＊nigga＊ i'm the god mc, me, jay-hovah
＊shit＊ knockin, almost a crime, get cochran
Bangin to the hearse where my doctors hand
Hot land, fbi, dea, i did crime, got away
They wanna see me pay, ＊motherfuckers＊ better ride
If they try to plant, under the seat of my car
Even a half a gram, better flame those, plainclothes
Same goes for lame hoes, cocaine rapper
Rep ya game pros
We celebrate this, while you sittin back screamin you hate this
Try to rape this, get caught in my crime matrix
Spittin sperm inside of latex
You get, no respect like a child rapist
Delegate this, men just givin facelifts
Leave your melon spacious, career felon, no hiatus
Nor ceasar's, the cia flooded my block with diseases
Informants, heating the spot up like global warming
Who start ＊shit＊？ my style is laced with arsenic
Odorless tasteless, cause of death is traceless
I know you wanna see me wasted
You call the order, i'll be in hell
Team roc sweater and ice water
Righteous, dominate the global, my life's a novel
Blazin in barnes and noble, idolize the vocals
Y'all niggaz is local but that's evident
I'm resident evil, movin like ？
Millionaire that flow like water, rap ＊niggaz＊ runnin
I, oughta applaud ya, clap at ya
Point the mac at ya, ＊niggaz＊ caught up
Brought up in the rapture, my flows torture
Like a compound fracture, can't ＊fuck＊ widdit
For the love of sex money and drugs
Affiliated with the sets tecs honies and thugs
Let the four power, rain on ＊niggaz＊ like a spring shower
And bring flowers for the bodies that surround us
If you was lookin you found us
Movin with speed, tried to play superman
Ended up like chris reeves
Parapalegic, precise minds like the pharoah's of egypt
Shot through a barrel ＊niggaz＊ narrowly weaved it
Keepin my team top seeded with the sweet 16's
Bulgin out of my jeans, on the ten-speed weeded
Holdin, ？ shots with you like a secret
It's like a story never told, but believe it...
Street anthem anchor, quick to trade shots just like a banker
Lick a round, ＊niggaz＊ hit the ground like sanka
I got ya screwface in forty-two ways, aim better
Than toothpaste, jerry maguire
'show me the money' like clue tapes
Run up in your spot with a few eights, zonin
Known men, home in, all of my homies condone sin
Four shots spin ya like chrome rims
Put a part right through your dome like the omen, foamin
White sheets got ya wrapped like a roman
Back in new york, honey wants it, just spit blood and talk funny
＊niggaz＊ is cartoons, picture styles that's fully developed
Like dark rooms, hits fat, cub with a harpoon
Heat-seekin, grill huntin, still frontin？
Keep squeezin, ＊fuck it＊, i leave the whole street wheezing
No ＊motherfuckers＊ hope i fail, and gotta provoke the frail
Got em scared to drop like soap in jail
Geyeah, there you have it
Just think of ours as can't be touched, tested, whatever
Never disrespect this thing of ours
Roc-a-fella family
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