Kanye West & Jay-Z - Illest Motherf**ker Alive Lyrics

Kanye West & Jay-Z - Illest Motherf**ker Alive Lyrics

Kanye West:
1985 white Lamborghini Countach, 2 of em
I need a slow motion video right now
Cause I’m moving in slow motion, slow motion
Feelin’ like Hype Williams shooting a nigga
Shooting a nigga, hey hey hey
I need a slow motion video right now ay ay

Damn baby p-ssy can't be your only hustle
Unless you bad as Naomi Russell
I mean a lot of niggas got money
So basically, Russell ain’t the only Russell
Russell Brand, Russell Crow
Zero Zero Zero Zero, a whole lot of 0’s
What you after, actor money?
You in line behind currency, yeah you after money
Bullet proof condom when I’m in these hoes
Got staples on my d**k (why) f*ckin’ centerfolds
And I swear to God they so cold
Got a ni**a in Miami wearing winter clothes
I got my fur on feelin’ like Jerome
She got her fur too, we get our his and her on
Don’t look at the jewelry, or get your blurr on
Too close, you comatose so dope you overdose
Get back, you overclose
Oh no, the hood was strugglin’
But then I blessed them with that Polo
Ni**as was making music and then my first solo…
Collo Drolo sponsored by Manolo
She got Zeppi Notos ready for some photos
Yeah and I’m cold b**ch, please try to keep the door closed
Lanvin thousand dollar tee with no logos
Let me show you what I see when my eyes closed

Jay-Z & Kanye West:
Take it how you want til a ni**a dead
(Til then I’m the illest motherf***er alive)
Whole world aiming at a ni**a head
(Because I’m the illest mother***er alive)

Jay-Z:
King Hov, I’m exactly what the f**k you think
11 in a row, Bill Russell rings, Michael Jordan swag
Yall think Michael Jordan bad
Nigga I got a 5 more rings than Michael Jordan had
Elvis has left the building now I’m on the Beatles ass
Ni**as hear Watch The Throne, yeah it’s like the Beatles back Bey Bey my Yoko Ono, Rih Rih complete the family
Imagine how that’s gon look front row at the Grammys
F**k your awards like Eddie Murphy’s couch
The Roc is in the building we should have stayed in the house
I don’t even know what we doing here
Seems to me a complete waste of gear
Just a f***in waste of time, a complete waste of bottles
Ni**as fashion is weak, they be wastin’ all the models
Got the oversized Rolley let me show the how to do it
When I say it then you see, it ain’t only in the music Basquiats, Warhols serving as my muses
My house like a museum, so I see em when I’m peeing
Usually you have this much taste you European
That’s the end of that way of thinking, ni**a never again
Know when to leave when the heat is coming, I learned that
This is where DeNero would be if he ain’t turn back
F**k Sosa, this Hova this is real life
This is what the ending of Scarface should feel like

Kanye West:
I need a slow motion video right now
Cause I’m moving in slow motion slow motion
Feelin’ like Hype Williams shooting a nigga
shooting a nigga hey hey hey
I need a slow motion video right now ay ay

Kid Cudi:
I’m moving in slow motion slow motion (x5)

Kanye West & Jay-Z - Murder to Excellence Lyrics

Kanye West & Jay-Z - Murder to Excellence Lyrics

[Jay-Z]
Bloody Murder, murder murder

[Kanye]
The paper read "murder
Black-on-black murder"

[Jay-Z]
This is to the memory of Danroy Henry
Too much enemy fire to catch a friendly
Strays from the same shade
Nigga, we on the same team
Giving you respect, I expect the same thing
All-black everything, nigga you know my fresh code
I’m out here fighting for you
Don’t increase my stressload!
Niggas watching the throne, very happy to be
Power to the people, when you see me, see you

[Kanye West]
And I’m from the murder capitol
Where they murder for capital
Heard about at least 3 killings this afternoon
Looking at the news like "damn! I was just with him after school"
No shop class but half the school got a tool
And "I could die any day"-type attitude
Plus his little brother got shot repping his avenue
It’s time for us to stop and redefine black power
41 souls murdered in fifty hours
The paper read "murder
Black-on-black murder"
The paper read "murder
Black-on-black murder" again
Is it genocide? Cause I can still hear his mama cry
Know the family traumatized
Shots left holes in his face about pirranha-sized
The old pastor closed the cold casket
And said the church ain’t got enough room for all the tombs
It’s a war going on outside we ain’t safe from
I feel the pain in my city wherever I go
314 soldiers died in Iraq, 509 died in Chicago

[Jay-Z]
I arrived on the day Fred Hampton died
Real niggas just multiply
And they say by 21 I was supposed to die
So I’m out here celebrating my post-demise
If you put crabs in a barrel to insure your survival
You're gonna end up pulling down niggas that look just like you
What up blood? What up Cuz? It’s all black, I love us

[Kanye West]
The paper read "murder
Black-on-black murder" again

[Jay-Z]
It’s a celebration of black excellence
Black tie, black Maybachs
Black excellence, opulence, decadence
Tuxes next to the president, I’m present
I dress in Dries and other boutique stores in Paris
In sheepskin coats, I silence the lambs
Do you know who I am, Clarice?
No cheap cologne whenever I “shh-shh”
Success never smelled so sweet
I stink of success, the new black elite
They say my Black Card bears the mark of the beast
I repeat: my religion is the beat
My verse is like church, my Jesus piece
Now please, domino, domino
Only spot a few blacks the higher I go
What’s up to Will? Shout out to O
That ain’t enough we gonna need a million more
"Kick in the door" Biggie flow
I’m all dressed up with nowhere to go

[Kanye West]
Yeah it’s all messed up when it’s nowhere to go
So we won’t take the time out til we reach the T O P
From paroles to hold G’s, sold keys, low keys
We like the promised land of the OG’s
In the past if you picture events like a black tie
What the last thing you expect to see, black guys?
What’s the life expectancy for black guys?
The system’s working effectively, that’s why!
I’ll be a real man and take care of your son
Every problem you had before this day is now done
New crib, watch a movie cause ain’t nothin on the news
But the blues.. hit the mall, pick up some Gucci
Now ain’t nothing new but your shoes
Sunday morning, praise the Lord
You're the girl that Jesus had been saving me for
So let’s savor this moment
And take it to the floor
Black excellence, truly yours

Kanye West Ft Jay-Z - Primetime Lyrics

Kanye West Ft Jay-Z - Primetime Lyrics

[Intro: Jay-Z]
We in the time of our lives, baby
Turn the music up
Primetime

[Verse 1: Jay-Z]
Primetime, beat by Dion
A third eon, that's what the fuck we on
More money, 40-year old phenom
My fifteen minutes of fame is stretched beyond
At 42, I'll be better than 24's
I carry the 4-5 master 48 laws
Still wearing my 23's, they can't fuck with the boy
Far as them 16's, I'm 23 up in all
Primetime, riding that 6 deuce
That 9/11, I only subtract the roof
Started in '88, got warm in '92
I landed in '96, that's the year I came through
I hit the club, order some Grey Goose
Switched it for Ciroc to give Puff's stocks a boost
New money, I found a fountain of youth
I'm heading to Miami to fuck up the Fontaine Bleu
A case of Ace... make it 2
Nigga we rollin', keep the deuce
The night is young, what the fuck we gon' do

[Hook: Jay-Z]
The night is young, what the fuck you wanna do, huh?
The night is young, what the fuck we gon' do, huh?
The night is young, what you really wanna do, huh?

[Verse 2: Kanye West]
Primetime, basking in the lime
Cassius in his prime, coloring out of the line
Cause they don't want nobody that's colored out of the lines
So I'm late as a motherfucker, colored people time
Damn, Yeezy, it all gotta be dimes?
Well Adam gave up a rib, so mine better be prime
Niggas gonna kill me, I swear they better be lying
I never live in fear, I'm too out of my mind
Primetime, never hit these heights
I mean it's like
It's like a first first-class flight, I'm tripping on it
Socks on marble floors, I'm slipping on it
Champagne I'm sipping on, the shit tastes different, don't it?
You know what? You right
It's like the best damn champagne I had in my life
"When you coming home?" That's a text from my wife
I told her run a bubble bath
And float in that motherfucker like a hovercraft
And soak in that motherfucker 'til I call you back
I mean, who says shit like that, and doesn't laugh?

[Hook: Kanye West]
The night is young, what the fuck you wanna do, huh?
The night is young, what the fuck we gon' do, huh?
The night is young, what you really wanna do, huh?

Kanye West & Jay-z - Why I Love You Lyrics

Kanye West & Jay-z - Why I Love You Lyrics

[Hook]
I love you so
But why I love you, I'll never know (x4)

[Jay-Z]
Picture if you will
That the throne was burning
Rome was burning
And I’m sitting in the corner all alone burning
Why does it always end up like this?
Something that we don’t determine
Same people that I fought for
That I fight for, that I ride for
That I live for, that I die for
Be the reason that these niggas is alive for and they want me dead
But I’m so sorry but I just can’t die for you
But I can make em put their hands in the sky for you
We waiting for the fireworks like July 4th
Get fly more, get high more, cry boy, why for?
When the grief is over
Beef is over
I’ll be fly when Easter’s over
I tried to teach niggas how to be kings
And all they ever wanted to be was soldiers
So the love is gone
Til blood is drawn
So we no longer wear the same uniform
Fuck you squares
The circle got smaller
The castle got bigger
The walls got taller
And truth be told after all that said
Niggas still got love for you

[Hook]

[Jay-Z]
Showed love to you niggas
You ripped out my heart and you stepped on it
I picked up the pieces
Before you swept on it
God damn this shit leaves a mess don’t it
Shit feelin’ like death don’t it
Charge it to the game
Whatever’s left on it
I spent about a minute
Maybe less on it
Fly pelican fly
Turn the jets on it
But first I shall digress on it
Wasn’t I a good king?

[Kanye West]
Maybe too much of a good thing, huh?

[Jay-Z]
Didn’t I spoil you?
Me or the money, what you loyal to?

[Kanye West]
Huh, I gave you my loyalty

[Jay-Z]
Made you Royalty and royalties

[Kanye West]
Took care of these niggas lawyer fees

[Jay-Z]
And this is how niggas rewardin' me

[Kanye West & Jay-Z]
Damn

[Hook]

[Jay-Z]
Bussin’ at me, b-b-b-bussin’ at me
But I’m bullet proof, bitch you can’t get nothin’ past me
Got body armor
[Kanye West]
A nigga gotta watch the throne

[Jay-Z]
And I’m bussin’ back
So niggas in a glass house should not throw stones
What do you do when the love turns the hate?

[Kanye West]
Gotta separate from these fuckin fakes

[Jay-Z]
Caesar didn’t see it so he ceased to exist
So the nigga that killed him had keys to his shit
Am I my brother’s keeper?

[Kanye West]
Only if that nigga don’t creep up

[Jay-Z]
Got a pistol under my pillow

[Kanye West]
I’ve never been a deep sleeper

[Jay-Z]
P-p-p-paranoia

[Kanye West]
Cause the nigga that said he’ll...

[Jay-Z]
Blast for ya

[Kanye West]
Is now...

[Jay-Z]
Blastin for ya
That’s an assassin for ya

[Kanye West]
These niggas got a shot they’ll shoot

[Jay-Z]
Please lord

[Kanye West]
Forgive him

[Jay-Z]
For these niggas

[Kanye West]
Not know

[Jay-Z]
What they

[Kanye West & Jay-Z]
Do (Ooh)

Kanye West ft. Jay-z - Who Gon Stop Me Lyrics

Jay-z - Who Gon Stop Me Ft. Kanye West Lyrics

[Kanye West]
This is something like the Holocaust
Millions of our people lost
Bow our heads and pray to the lord
Until I die I’mma fuckin ball - now who gon stop me?
Who gon stop me? Who gon stop me, huh?
Who gon stop me? Who gon stop me, huh?

Black cars, black cars, black-on-black black brauds
Whole lotta money in a black bag
Black strap: you know what that's for..
Who gon stop me huh?

[Jay-Z]
Who gon stop me?
No brakes, I need State Farm
So many watches I need eight arms
One neck but got eight charms (who won stop me huh?)

[Kanye West]
Niggas talking, they bitchmade
Ixnay off my dicksnay
That’s Pig Latin, itch-bay
Who gon stop me huh?
Last night ain’t go so well, got kicked up out the hotel
Got a little freaky like Marvin Albert
"Yes!" Tell Howard Casell
You're just a commentator if you gettin paper
Everybody I know from the hood got common haters
In some relations you're just supposed to say none
Heard she fucked the doorman - well that’s cool I fucked the waitress
Heard Yeezy was racist, well, I guess that’s on one basis
I only like green faces

[Hook: Kanye West]
This is something like the Holocaust
Millions of our people lost
Bow our heads and pray to the lord
Until I die I’mma fuckin ball - now who gon stop me?
Who gon stop me? Who gon stop me, huh?
Who gon stop me? Who gon stop me, huh?

Black cars, black cars, black-on-black black broads
Whole lotta money in a black bag
Black strap: you know what that's for..
Who gon stop me huh?

[Kanye West]
Y'all weed purple, my money purple
Y'all Steve Urkel, I’m Oprah's circle
I wrote the verse that I hope will hurt you

[Jay-Z]
Who gon stop me hah? Beat the odds
Best the Feds, it wouldn’t be wise to bet against the kid
Start me broke, I bet I get rich
Nightshift, six to six
Give me one shot, one pot
I’ll show up in all white, Wearin no socks
No ceiling, new coupe
They know I’m a dope boy, they don’t have no proof
I’m 3-steps-removed, I know how to move
It’s looking like, I don’t know how to lose
I’m winning again, I’m at the Wynn
I’m at the table, I’m gamblin
Lucky lefty, I expect a seven
I went through hell, I’m expectin heaven
I’m owed, I throwed
And I stuck to the G-code
I’m here, oh yeah, I promise I ain’t going nowhere
Ok here, like a hare, like a rabbit
I like karats, I’m allergic to havin bunny ears
Like broke - like nope
Like "ha" - I ain’t no joke
I can’t be stopped, like nope, like nope!
To the beat Noah, two seats in the 911
No Limit on the Black Card
Told y'all I was gonna go HAM
The ocean was my backyard
No lies in my verses, please pardon all the curses
Shit gotta come some way, fuck, when you're growing up worthless
Middle finger to my old life
Special shoutout to my old head
If it wasn’t for your advice
A nigga would have been so dead
I'm living life til these niggas kill me
Turn this up if these niggas feel me
I’m riding dirty, tryna get filthy
Pablo Picasso, Rothkos, Rilkes
Graduated to the MoMA, and I did all of this
Without a diploma, graduated from the corner
Y'all can play me for a muthafuckin fool if you wanna
Street-smart and I’m book smart
Could've been a chemist cause I cook smart
Only thing that can stop me is me
And I’mma stop when the hook start - hold up..

[Hook]

Jay-z - Made In America Lyrics

Jay-z - Made In America Lyrics Ft. Kanye West & Frank Ocean

[Frank Ocean]
Sweet King Martin
Sweet Queen Coretta
Sweet Brother Malcolm
Sweet Queen Betty
Sweet Mother Mary
Sweet Father Joseph, Sweet Jesus

We made it in America
Sweet Baby Jesus, ooooh
oh sweet baby Jesus
We made it in America

Oh, Sweet Baby Jesus, We made it in America
Sweet Baby Jesus, ooooh
Oh, Sweet Baby Jesus, We made it in America

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
I told my mama I was on the come up
She said “you going to school I’ll give you a summer”
Then she met NO ID and gave me his number
10 years later she driving a Hummer
Niggas hustle every day for a beat from Ye
What I do? Turn around gave them beats to Jay
And I’m rapping on the beat they was supposed to buy
I guess I’m getting high off my own supply
Downtown mixing fabrics trying to find the magic
Started a little blog just to get some traffic
Old folks’ll tell you not to play in traffic
A million hits and the web crashes – damn!
South Park had them all laughing
Now all my niggas designing and we all swaggin’
Ignore the critics just to say we did it
This ain’t no fashion show, motherf-cker, we live it

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Jay-Z]
I pledge allegiance, uh, to my Grandma
For that banana pudding, our piece of Americana
Our apple pie was supplied through Arm & Hammer
Straight out the kitchen, shh don’t wake Nana!
Built a republic, that still stands
I’m trying to lead a nation, to leave to my little man’s
Or my daughter, so I’m boiling this water
The scales was lopsided, I’m just restoring order
Hold up, here comes grandma, what’s up YaYa?
What’s that smell? Oh I’m just boiling some aqua
No papa, bad Santa
The streets raised me, pardon my bad manners
I got my liberty, chopping grams up
Street justice, I pray God understand us
I pledge allegiance to all the scramblers
This is the Star Spangled Banner

[Hook]

Jay-z - Gotta Have It Ft. Kanye West Lyrics

Jay-z - Gotta Have It Ft. Kanye West Lyrics

[Kanye West:]
Turn my headphones up
Louder
Uh-huh, uh-huh

(What you need, what, what you need)
(What you need, what, what you need)
Oh (I got what you need)

LOLOLOL to White America, assassinate my character
Money matrimony, yeah, they tryna break the marriage up
Who gon’ act phonier? Who gon’ try to embarrass ya?
I’ma need a day off, I think I’ll call Ferris up

Jay-Z

Bueller had a Mueller, but I switched it for a Mille
‘Cause I’m richer, and prior to this shit was movin’ freebase

[Kanye West & Jay-Z:]

Had a conference with the DJs (Yeah), Puerto Rico three-days
(Parlay with them GDs, now they got our shit on replay)
Sorry I’m in pajamas, but I just got off the PJ
And last party we had, they shut down Prive
(Ain’t that where the Heat play?) Yep (Niggas hate ballers these days)
Ain’t that like LeBron James? (Ain’t that just like D-Wade)
(Wait)

(What you need, what, what you need)
(I got what you need, what, what you)
(What you need, what, what you need)
(I got what you need)
(Wassup, wassup, wassup, wassup)

[Jay-Z & Kanye West:]

Wassup, ma’fucka, where my money at?
You gon’ make me come down to your house where yo’ mummy at
Mummy wrap the kids, have ‘em cryin’ for they mummy back
Dummy that your daddy is, tell ‘em I just want my racks
(Racks on racks on racks) Racks
(Maybachs on bachs on bachs on bachs on bachs) Who in that?
(Oh shit, it’s just blacks on blacks on blacks)
(Hundred stack) How you get it? (Nigga, layin’ raps on tracks)
I wish I could give you this feelin’, I’m planking on a million
I’m riding through yo’ hood, you can bank I ain’t got no ceiling
(Made a left on Nostrand Ave.) Right (We in Bed Stuy)
Made a right on 79th, I’m coming down South Shore Drive
(I remain Chi-town) Brooklyn ‘til I die

(Take ‘em on home, take ‘em on home…)
(Take ‘em on home, take ‘em on home…)
(I got what you need, what, what you need)
(Take ‘em on home)
(What you need, what, what you need)
(I got what you need, what, what you need)
(Take ‘em on home, take ‘em on home…)
(Take ‘em on home, take ‘em on home…)
(Tryna hurt my name, huh?)

Jay-z - Niggas In Paris Ft. Kanye West Lyrics

Jay-z - Niggas In Paris Ft. Kanye West Lyrics

[Jay-Z]
So I ball so hard muhf*ckas wanna fine me
But first ni**as gotta find me
What’s 50 grand to a muhf*kaa like me
Can you please remind me?
This sh*t crazy
Ya’ll don’t know that don’t sh*t phase me
The Nets could go 0-82 and I look at you like this sh*t gravy Ball so hard, This sh*t weird
We ain’t even spose to be here,
Ball so hard, Since we here
It’s only right that we be fair
Psycho, I’m liable to be go Michael
Take your pick, Jackson, Tyson, Jordan, Game 6
Got a broke clock, Rolleys that don’t tick tok
Audemars that losing time, Hidden behind all these big rocks I’m shocked too, I’m supposed to be locked up too
If you escaped what I’ve escaped
You’d be in Paris getting f*cked up too
Let’s get faded, Le Meurice for like 6 days
Gold bottles, scold models, Spillin’ Ace on my sick J’s
B**ch behave, Just might let you meet Ye,
Chi towns D. Rose, I’m movin’ the Nets to BK

[Hook]
ball so hard muhf*ckas wanna fine me
That sh*t crazy (x6)

[Kanye West]
She said Ye can we get married at the mall?
I said look you need to crawl ‘fore you ball
Come and meet me in the bathroom stall
And show me why you deserve to have it all
That sh*t crazy, Ain’t it Jay?
What she order, fish filet
Your whip so cold, this old thing Act like you’ll ever be around muhf***as like this again
Bougie girl, grab her hand
F**k ol girl she don’t wanna dance
Excuse my French but I’m in France (I’m just sayin)
Prince William’s ain’t do it right if you ask me
Cause if I was him I would have married Kate &a Ashley
What’s Gucci my ni**a?
What’s Louie my killa?
What’s drugs my deala?
What’s that jacket, Margiela?
Doctors say I’m the illest
Cause I’m suffering from realness
Got my niggas in Paris
And they going gorillas, huh!

[Jay-Z]
ball so hard muhf*ckas wanna fine me
ball so hard muhf*ckas wanna fine me

[Kanye West]
You are now watching the throne
Don’t let me get in my zone (x3)
These other niggaas is lyin
Actin’ like the summer ain’t mine

[Jay-Z]
I got that hot bitch in my home

[Kanye West]
You know how many hot b**ches I own
Don’t let me in my zone (x4)
The stars is in the building
They hands is to the ceiling
I know I’m bout to kill it
How you know, I got that feeling
You are now watching the throne
Don’t let me into my zone (x2)

[Jay-Z & Kanye West]
I’m definitely in my zone

Jay-z - New Day Ft. Kanye West Lyrics

Jay-z - New Day Ft. Kanye West Lyrics

[Kanye West]
Yeah, uh
(Sun in the sky)
(You know how I feel)
Me and the RZA connect
(Breeze driftin’ on by)
Yeah, me and the RZA connect
(Breeze driftin’ on by)
(It’s a new life for me)
(For me, for me)
(Oooh, oooh)
(And I’m feelin’ good)

And I’ll never let my son have an ego
He’ll be nice to everyone, wherever we go
I mean, I might even make ‘em be Republican
So everybody know he love white people
And I’ll never let ‘em leave his college girlfriend
And get caught up with the groupies in the whirlwind
And I’ll never let ‘em ever hit the telethon
I mean even if people dyin’ and the world ends
See, I just want ‘im to have an easy life, not like Yeezy life
Just want ‘im to be someone people like
Don’t want ‘im to be hated, all the time judged
Don’t be like your daddy that would never budge
And I’ll never let ‘im ever hit a strip club
I learned the hard way, that ain’t the place to get love
And I’ll never let his mom move to L.A.
Knowin’ she couldn’t take the pressure, now we all pray

(Sun in the sky)
(You know how I feel)
(Breeze driftin’ on by)
(Breeze driftin’ on by)
(It’s a new life for me)
Me and the RZA connect
(For me, for me)
Me and the RZA connect (Oooh, oooh)
(And I’m feelin’ good)

[Jay-Z]
Sorry junior, I already ruined ya
‘Cause you ain’t even alive, paparazzi pursuin’ ya
Sins of a father make yo’ life ten times harder
I just wanna take ya to a barber
Bondin’ on charters, all the shit that I never did
Teach ya good values, so you cherish it
Took me 26 years to find my path
My only job is cuttin’ the time in half
So at 13 we’ll have our first drink together
Black bar mitzvahs, mazel tov, mogul talk
Look a man dead in his eyes
So he know you talk truth when you speak it, give your word, keep it
And if the day comes I only see him on the weekend
I just pray we was in love on the night that we conceived him
Promise to never leave him even if his mama tweakin’
Cause my dad left me and I promise never repeat him
Never repeat him, never repeat him

(Sun in the sky)
(You know how I feel)
(Breeze driftin’ on by)
(Breeze driftin’ on by)

(It’s a new life for me)
(For me, for me)
(Oooh, oooh)
(And I’m feelin’ good)

(Sun in the sky, you know how I feel)
(Breeze driftin’ on by, you know how I feel)
(Breeze driftin’ on by, you know how I feel)
(It’s a new life for me)
(It’s a new dawn, it’s a new day)
(It’s a new life for me)
(Oooh, oooh)
(And I’m feelin’…)
(Birds flyin’ high, you know how I feel)

Jay-Z - Otis Lyrics

Jay Z - Otis Lyrics

[Otis Redding]
It makes it easier, easier to bear, yeah
You won't regret it, no no
No, girls they don't forget it
LOVE is their home, happiness, yeah
Squee... squee... squee... squeeze her
Don't tease her, never leave her

[Jay-Z]
Sounds so soulful, don't you agree?
OWW! Uhh

I invented swag
Poppin bottles, puttin supermodels in the cab
Proof...
I guess I got my swagger back, truth
New watch alert, Hublot's
Or the big face Roley, I got two of those
Arm out the window through the city, I maneuver slow
Cock back, snap back, see my cut through the holes; go

[Kanye West]
"Damn Yeezy and Hov', where the hell you been?"
Niggaz talkin real reckless, stuntmen
I adopted these niggaz, Phillip Drummond 'em
Now I'm 'bout to make 'em tuck they whole summer in
They say I'm crazy, well I'm 'bout to go dumb again
They ain't see me cause I pulled up in my other Benz
Last week I was in my other other Benz
Throw your diamonds up cause we in this bitch another 'gain

[Jay-Z]
Yeah, photo shoot fresh, lookin like wealth
I'm 'bout to call the paparazzi on myself
Uh, live from the Mercer
Run up on Yeezy the wrong way I might murk ya
Flee in the G-450 I might surface
Political refugee asylum can be purchased
Uh, everything's for sale
I got five passports, I'm never goin to jail

[Kanye West]
I made "Jesus Walks" I'm never goin to hell
Couture level flow, it's never goin on sale
Luxury rap, the Hermes of verses
Sophisticated ignorance, write my curses in cursive
I get it custom, you a customer
You ain't 'custommed to goin through customs, you ain't been nowhere, huh?
And all the ladies in the house got 'em showin off
I'm done, I'll hit you up maña-naaaaaaaaaa!

[Jay-Z]
Welcome to Havana
Smokin Cubanas with Castro in cabanas
Viva México, Cubano
Dominicano, all the plugs that I know
Drivin Benzes, with no benefits
Not bad, huh? For some immigrants
Build your fences, we diggin tunnels
Can't you see we gettin money up under you?

[Kanye West (Jay-Z)]
Can't you see the private jets flyin over you?
Maybach bumper sticker read "What would Hova do?"
Jay is chillin (uhh) 'Ye is chillin (uhh)
What more can I say? (What more can I say?) We killin 'em
Hold up, before we end this campaign
As you can see we done bodied the damn lanes
Lord, please let them accept the things they can't change
And pray that all of their pain be champagne

[Otis Redding]
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Scream it! [3X]

Jay-Z Kanye West - H.a.m Lyrics

Jay Z Kanye West - H.a.m Lyrics

[Kanye West]
It was all good just a week ago
niggas feel theyselves and then Watch The Throne drop
niggas kill themselves
What niggas gon do Hov?
This a new crack on a new stove
I'm in the two-door, true that
niggas tellin' me "You back"
Like a nigga ever left up out this bitch, huh?
and if life a bitch suck my dick huh?
and I bet she fucked the whole clique, huh
By the way nigga, you should fuckin' quit, nigga
Just forget it, you talk it, I live it
Like Eli I did it, jokes on you muthafucker and I get it
No paper hoe, but you can have some more of me
Or-gy, or are we speakin methaphorically
Historically, I'm kickin' bitches out like Pam, nigga
Goin' HAM nigga, me and Jigga
and a nigga still young, wanna have no kids
But I've been practicing with some actresses as bad as shit
And a few white girls, asses flat a shit
But the head so good, damn a nigga glad he hit
Got em jumpin' out the building
Watch out below, a million out the door

I'm about to go HAM
Hard As a Muthafucker,
Let these niggas know who I am
I'm about to go HAM
Hard As a Muthafucker,
Let these niggas know who I am

[Jay-Z]
fuck y'all mad at me for?
You don't even know what I've been through
I play chicken with a Mack truck
Y'all muthafuckers woulda been moved
I swam waters with great whites
Y'all muthafuckers woulda been chewed
I hustle with vultures late nights
Y'all muthafuckers woulda been food
fuck wrong with these dudes
Try to walk around in these shoes
See the shit I saw growing up
And maybe you can take a peek at these boo's
niggas fantasize about the shit that I do daily like
These rappers rap about all the shit that I do really
I'm like really half a billi nigga
Really you got baby money
Keep it real with niggas
niggas aint got my lady money
Watch the Throne dont step on our road
Bad enough we let you step on our globe
When my nephew died, daddy dead
niggas took the price on my uncles head
Nobody called the cops as my uncle bled
So I feel like I would like to know my uncles bread
Bow down, brother pay homage
don't spill hate all on my garments
Commes Des Garcon, fuck your fresh
head shots nigga fuck your vests
fuck the pig, no pork on my fork
Peace God cause you know a nigga just went Ham

Hard As a Muthafucker,
Let these niggas know who I am
Yeah I'm 'bout to go HAM
Hard As a Muthafucker,
Let these niggas know who I am
Yeah I'm 'bout to go HAM

Jay-z - 1995 DJ Self Lyrics

Music Song Lyrics
Jay-z - 1995 DJ Self

Check it
The nerve with you herbs
Y'all know we swerve from the curb in the lex the best observe
F-ck what you heard: splashing, splurging
Dashing, that's my word, you know?
Champagne glasses crashing, can't ration
Used to having a whole lot, so dough, I blow a lot
Had a buck fifty while you was still taking skippy to school
Ran with one of them niggas that heists tiffany's for them jewels
Back when duke was jumping outta cap'n crunch food
I was scheming and plotting
Mostly dreaming a lot but look what it got me
4 cars and 400 thousand shots later, f-cked up in gators
You scared to look, niggas is shook
F-ck it, you're vibrators
Bullets rang off the hook when niggas try to violate us
Fbi spies hate us, all they gotta check is my
Latest cut then follow my moves: I'm the greatest
F-ck how haters been paying dues
I cheated, committed felonies when needed
While you niggas starve, what's this you're making
If you was hustling like you said
We would've bumped heads, so I know you niggas is faking
Word up, huh huh, '95 and forever yo

Jay-z - Chubby Chub Lyrics

Music Song Lyrics
Jay-z - Chubby Chub

Yeah, one two winner!
My name is the red head and I got the Chubby Chub attitude,
You’re ready, baby?
It goes bang, bang, boom, bang, boom
Shit, give me room, I’ll meet you in a fucking tomb,
Niggers said I’m… I’m exhausted, …
Niggers just get off it!
Cause I never fall…
And we roll deep, so don’t sleep ….
… come it’s nothing wrong,
You might know me….
Man, I can’t write, don’t care who rap next,
..so don’t…
I’ve beaten so many niggers, charged for brutality.
Ride from Jersey to the Bronx cause I’m…
On the real my shit is in here,
Cause I’ve been here,
My lyrics is tighter and then swim wear,
Hang it up like a receptionist,
Cause you’re out of your fucking mind
If you think you can step to this
You nigger ….so play the picture… just call it off!
I ain’t copying no…, and I ain’t copying no…
This shit is for real!

When I hit him in the head,
you know my lyrics is…
You should…
So even if you think to get…
..I’m not for… Brooklyn zone,
…but I’m back!
..break loose, I’m rolling,
I’ll bet you’re the next two, don’t beta the news, shit!
Make your mother fucking move, cause time is…
…make a noise like a car…
…from the project.
..the red head is back in town,
Mother fucker.. I’m going to mother fucker’s ear!
..the nigger with the flavor G,
You get smoked in a battle trying to…
You go home saying…
Cause I’m the man who don’t give a damn,
My name is.. oh, man, you know who I am!
So make room in your mind for the mother fucker brother, man!
Take it back to Brooklyn!

Kanye West Ft. Jay-Z - Who Gonna Stop Me Lyrics

Kanye West Ft. Jay-Z - Who Gonna Stop Me Lyrics

...1986 enter me in the world
I have to do my best
I’m a grown man
Go to work and pay bills
I’m a grown man
I got a wife and kids
I’m a grown man
Doing all on my own
I’m a grown man

I have to do my best
I’m a grown man
Go to work and pay bills
I’m a grown man
I got a wife and kids
I’m a grown man
Doing all on my own
I’m a grown
Sometimes i feel bad cause i’m fucking broke
Lost in the sunshine but i see a ray of hope
[....]
I’m on my own and i came with a plan
Cause i’m tired being native to this rotten land
Ha ha in the ghetto ....Salerno
Cause the weed suppress the stress and my mental
Say what your in for they wanna know your info
When you’ re in the clip though
You better let the name go
If you pretend you don’t know the gang
You will get sliced no kimbo

Jay-z - Otis Ft. Kanye West Lyrics

Jay-z - Otis Ft. Kanye West Lyrics

[Otis Redding]
It makes it easier, easier to bear
You won’t be ready, no, no
No, girl they won’t forget it
Love is their home
Happiness yeah
Sq-sq-sq-squeeze her, don’t tease her
Never leave her…

[Jay-Z]
Sounds so soulful don’t you agree
I invented swag
Poppin bottles putting supermodels in the cab
Proof
I guess I got my swagger back
Truth: new watch alert, Hublot’s
Or the big face Rollie I got two of those
Arm out the window through the city I maneuver slow
Cock back, snap back
See my cut through the holes

[Kanye West]
Damn Yeezy and Hov,
Where the hell ya been?
Niggas talkin real reckless: stuntmen
I adopted these niggas, Phillip Drummond ‘em
Now I’m bout to make them tuck they whole summer in
They say I’m crazy, well, I’m ’bout to go dumb again
They aint see me cause I pulled up in my other Benz
Last week I was in my other other Benz
Throw your diamonds up cause we in this bitch and up again

[Jay-Z]
Photo shoot fresh, looking like wealth
I’m ’bout to call the paparazzi on myself
Uh, live form the Mercer
Run up on Yeezy the wrong way, I might murk ya
Flee in the G450 I might surface
Political refugee, asylum can be purchased
Uh, everythings for sale, I got 5 passports
I’m never going to jail

[Kanye West]
I made “Jesus Walks” I’m never going to hell
Couture level flow, it’s never going on sale
Luxury rap, the Hermes of verses
Sophisticated ignorance, write my curses in cursive
I get it custom, you a customer
You ain’t ‘customed to going through Customs, you ain’t been nowhere, huh?
And all the ladies in the house, got ‘em showing off
I’m done, I hit ya up mana-naaaa!

[Jay-Z]
Welcome to Havana
Smoking cubanos with Castro in cabanas
Viva Mexico, Cubano
Dominicano, all the plugs that I know
Driving Benzes, wit’ no benefits
Not bad huh? For some immigrants
Build your fences, we diggin’ tunnels
Can’t you see? We gettin’ money up under you

[Kanye]
Can’t you see the private jets flyin’ over you?
Maybach bumper sticker read “What would Hova do?”
Jay is chillin’, ‘Ye is chillin’
What more can I say? We killin’ ‘em
Hold up, before we end this campaign
As you can see, we done bodied the damn lames
Lord, please let them accept the things they can’t change
And pray that all of their pain be champagne

Kanye West & Jay-Z - Lift Off Lyrics

Kanye West & Jay-Z - Lift Off Lyrics Feat. Beyonce and Bruno Mars

Before I start, rest in peace D Al
With that said take a shit on these cows
I used to sail white, play the race car
Now I ball rap about it, call this shit sports bar
Going hard, … over time
Loaded … fold you up, futon
…from the sun, I’m that high
Counting ones, make a lot of bread like the pro sun
Better slow it up, we fliest you know
I’m the one who know, flow cold free yo
Take a number 2, shit on all ya
I’m here to clean the game, you seen the lights on
Most talk raw how they flip for a profit
No rap gods, they all false prophets
Stop it, your brakes ain’t broke
Therefore your career can come to a hold
Like a top that a chick wear, really don’t care
You get beat like a snail
Flavor in your ear, flow ugly…riding that trap
You hit a lot of dears in the process
You don’t … rap, I be in your area
Probability, 12 to 1 not fair to ya
I handle ya
…with the verbal gun, my boss tight
Virgin none
Jag some mike in a hurry
They killed the shit, car …
Sorry but life’s not a game no
I bag a lot of cheese call me just the cheeto
Free throws know I’m taking easy shots
Balling ain’t nothing when you practice a lot
And y’all want some top
Little mama was good
I tell her like this, get the …says bad luck
She knocking on wood
So hood, swag’s on live
If y’all the best living, nobody alive
… I’m so sick … got a bad chick
Nicknamed her Lassie
Flashy, see me I’m shining
Blow your brains out, leave you absent minded
The name to me timeless, so you can call me butter
The … street like a god damn clocker
Word to your mother, I’m here for dum rap put her on the track
Sell cats plus some stacks how about that
Clock gas get you …
I mean that shit from the bottom of my heart
Working too hard I’m in the front row’s apart
Who got boss, tell them that guy
Enjoy these mixtapes, time flies.

Kanye West Jay-Z - That's My Bitch Lyrics

Kanye West Jay-Z - That's My Bitch Lyrics

That's My Bitch by Kanye West & Jay-Z[Kanye West:]
Hello, can I speak to a, a, yeah you know who you are
Look, you had no idea what ya dealing with
Something as real as shit
Something...
Yeah that's my bitch

That's my bitch
Sh-shorty right there that's my bitch
That's my bitch

[Chorus:]
I've been waiting for a long long time
Just to get off and throw my hands up high
And live my life
And live my life
Just to get off and throw my hands up high

[Kanye West:]
I paid for them tickets, get your own
It ain't safe in the city, watch the throne
You say I care more about them basqion's, basquiats
She learning a new word, it's yacht
Blew the World up as soon as I hit the club with her
Two [?], already fall in love with her
Seen by actors, ball players and drug dealers
And some lesbians that never loved niggas
Twisted love story True Romance
Mary Magdelane from a pole dance
I'm a freak huh, rock star life
The second girl with us, that's our wife
Hey boys and girls, I got a new riddle
Whos the new old perv that's tryna play second fiddle
No disrespect, I'm not tryna belittle
But my dick worth money I put Mony in the middle

[Chorus:]
I've been waiting for a long long time
Just to get off and throw my hands up high
And live my life
And live my life
Just to get off and throw my hands up high

[Jay-Z:]
Go harder than a nigga before a nigga go figure
Told me keep my own money if we ever did split up
How can somethin' so big be so pretty in pictures
With jeans and a blazer and some Louboutin slippers
Uh, Picasso was alive he'd have made her
That's right nigga Mona Lisa can't fade her
I mean Marilyn Monroe she's quite nice but why
All the pretty icons always all white
Back to my Beyonces
You deserve 3 stacks worth of Andre
Call Larry Gagosian, you belong in museums
You belong in Vintage clothes watching the whole building
You belong with niggas who used to be known for dope dealing
You too dope for any of those civilians
Now shoot trigga, stop looking at her tits
Get ya own dog, ya heard
That's my bitch

[Chorus:]
I've been waiting for a long long time
Just to get off and throw my hands up high
And live my life
And live my life
Just to get off and throw my hands up high

[Kanye West:]
You have no idea what you dealing with
Something [?] as real as shit
Pops
Yeah that's my bitch

Kanye West - Living So Italian Lyrics Ft. Jay-Z

Kanye West - Living So Italian Lyrics Ft. Jay-Z

No competition with these niggers is just that
Raised in the green light of a gold ghetou
Wrote letters to the money till they came back
And I saw working out no jumping checkes
A lot of shit on my mind that;s why I need to flush
I love life but…..you gotta crush
I never sleep stay awake
Dream with my eyes open I can see the change
……. Speed ahead you can never stop me
Cause the low is my own key
Get your own copy
I’ve got a boss but his rappers don’t wanna shot
Cause of what they can’t see
I’m a blind spot
Hate this misplaced love quote Wayne for that
I say it’s HIV …..
That’s that you know what it is
No need to name names you can suck my ……

If you don’t like me don’t love me when I’m gone
If you don’t like me don’t love me when I’m gone
Curse you when you’re living
Bless you when you’re dying
See the boyish these people will be on
If you don’t like me don’t love me when I’m gone
If you don’t like me don’t love me when I’m gone
Curse you when you’re living
Bless you when you’re dying
See the boyish these people will be on

Jay-Z - Criminology Freestyle (Unreleased) Lyrics

Jay-Z - Criminology Freestyle (Unreleased) Lyrics

It’s like this yo, and we don’t stop!
Jay-Z
Check it
I get deep and dark like ditches
But when I rap I come off like that without the glitches
Never crossed the black cat with the riches
I’m leaving Stevie sayin’ no Wonder you’re superstitious!
Beef, I’m with it, simple, ya’ll can all get it
Ya’ll don’t all get it
Don’t nobody of mind for this matter
Can gather the data until ya mind don’t matter!
I bubble like lather, hustle like the lead-off batter?
Cause all that matters is the money, ‘till it ain’t funny!
You feel me? When the beast screams kill me
Don’t jerk me boy, I rip it silly!
I’ll let you rise of course, but if you don’t fall off on your own
Emcee’s I cut off at the knees like shorts
It gets worst! If you don’t care for my sick thoughts like a nurse!
With no known remedy, I’m leaving boys and men on bended knee till the end of the road
I lie low, forget this record shit, with one sale…
Check it out!
The nerve of these herbs
Ya’ll know which swerve from the curb in the LAX
The best observe
I’m splashing, splurging, dashing that’s my word ya know
Champagne glass is crashing, can’t ration
Used to having a whole lot, so dough, I blow a lot
Had a buck fifty while you were still taking skibby to school
Ran with one of them cats that hides Tiffany’s for them jewels
Back when Duke was jumping out of cabs in Krush Groove
I was scheming and plotting mostly
Dreaming alive, but look what it got me!
Four cars and four hundred shots later
You know what I mean!