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JAY-Z lyrics - The Blueprint 3

Empire State Of Mind

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Yeah [Verse 1 — Jay-Z:] Yeah I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca Right next to DeNiro, but I'll be hood forever I'm the new Sinatra, and since I made it here I can make it anywhere, yeah, they love me everywhere I used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicanos Right there up on Broadway, pull me back to that McDonald's Took it to my stash spot, 560 State St. Catch me in the kitchen like the Simmons' whipping Pastry Cruisin' down 8th St., off-white Lexus Drivin' so slow, but BK is from Texas Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie Now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with me Say what up to TyTy, still sippin' Mai Tai's Sittin' courtside, Knicks & Nets give me high five Nigga, I be spiked out, I could trip a referee Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from.... [Chorus — Alicia Keys:] New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothin' you can't do Now you're in New York These streets will make you feel brand new The lights will inspire you Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York (You welcome OG—I made you hot, nigga!) [Verse 2 — Jay-Z:] Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous then a Yankee can You should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip though But I got a gang of niggas walkin' with my clique though Welcome to the melting pot, corners where we sellin' rock Afrika Bambataa shit, home of the hip-hop Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back For foreigners it ain't fair, they act like they forgot how to add 8 million stories, out there in the naked City it's a pity, half of y'all won't make it Me, I got a plug Special Ed "I Got It Made" If Jeezy's payin' LeBron, I'm payin' Dwyane Wade Three dice Cee-lo, three Card Molly Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley Statue of Liberty, long live the World Trade Long live the King yo, I'm from the Empire State that's [Chorus] (That boy good... welcome to the bright light, baby.) [Verse 3 — Jay-Z:] Lights is blinding, girls need blinders Or they could step out of bounds quick, the sidelines is Lined with casualties, who sip to life casually Then gradually become worse, don't bite the apple, Eve Caught up in the in-crowd, now you're in style Anna Wintour gets cold, in Vogue with your skin out City of sin, it's a pity on a whim Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with them Mommy took a bus trip, now she got her bust out Everybody ride her, just like a bus route Hail Mary to the city, you're a virgin And Jesus can't save you, life starts when the church end Came here for school, graduated to the high life Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight MDMA got you feelin' like a champion The city never sleeps, better slip you an Ambien [Chorus] [Bridge — Alicia Keys:] One hand in the air for the big city Street lights, big dreams, all lookin' pretty No place in the world that could compare Put your lighters in the air Everybody say "yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah" (c'mon, c'mon) I'm from... [Chorus]

Set It Off

ERICK SERMON "Double Or Nothing"
Intro: This goes out to my peoples in Queens. Representing, Brooklyn, Uptown. Yeah, yeah Boogie Down Bronx, Staten Island, all the way to New Jersy. Tri State Area. Long Island Verse 1: Ha ha, welcome radio land and others, my underground brothers is mad deep like gutters I bring it no matter what the situation, underwater, through fire Across barded wire, what? I'm quick to Change Faces without R. Kelly When you step on me you best be ready. I heats it up like house kitchen When I'm bitchin' with this redition, chill or you might catch an ass whippin' There's something wrong ha, I can't go on, and commence Tear the frame out an MC's ass with the quickness, no forgiveness This is the way E does buisness, one touch and I'll weaken the average came to be rap star By far by far, my entourage is Sugar Hill like Wesly Snipes Def Squad is the main attraction for y'all everynight Hook: I came through the door - Rakim And I set it off (X4) Verse 2: Dun da da, the E Double brings it full steam Eyes are green, yeah, taken sucker niggas for they cream I rock the mic, alright, with intentions to please and decapitate all gimmick MC's Yeah, I come action packed like a flick, and dismantle those duck MC's that can't handle My sound goes through my musical speakers, beeotch, and flash a symbol like the Grym Reaper To signify, gamma ray I display on wax is ridiculous, way out likt the crew on Star Trek Yeah, I keep my style Black like Panthers, with women more fat than Samathas Damn, this don't make no F in' sense, for me to be on top bigger than monuments A star ghost super nova turns into a black hole That got put into your soul Hook (x4) Verse 3: For those that envy me and say I ain't about nothing and everthing you see my names on something Flawless, outlandish, unique complete, off the wall technique I develop without speech (woah) On bended knee I could damage an MC, thourgholy Yeah, yeah take him for his currency, remarkable, the black Superman in the sky Flying through the air with green eyes Hook (x4) Keith Murray talking outro: Yeah, yeah yeah, watch your back black. Don't even step up, word is born. L.O.D. is in here too you know what I'm sayin'? Def Squad for life, PPP taking it everywhere, midwest, mideast, southwest, southwest, north, south, east, west, northwest, northwest, south, north, south, everywhere I sets it off. You know what I'm saying? Paintin the boards, rippin' the mic, rippin' niggas anything you like word up set it of E D. Keith Murray in this piece.

Diamonds & Fur

JARREN BENTON "Slow Motion"
[Verse 1: Jarren Benton] God bless the dead I war with demons inside my head Now there is empty space here inside my bed That you missing from I went piling bread And I was scared of this rap shit So everyday I would practice And our relationship would then fall apart Now it's over now sings the fat bitch And you was thinking about marriage And I was thinking about me And my shit was so far from being together I was out here blind on these streets Trying to beast a rhyme over beats And these pussy niggas so weak And my city felt so lame then And I was stressed not getting much sleep And my mind was thinking so fucked up I put hip hop before anything A lost king though I was finna reign But for you it's something I can not explain And I was fighting so much disbelief And these pills can bring much relief And I just wanted to be in them flashy lights With them shining chains and that mink Preach [Chorus: Jarren Benton] Yeah I've been on my grind Lately I've been losing my mind I pray that everything will be fine The sun don't always shine Nigga know that I'm a get mine They tell me that it's all about timing Bitch I was meant to be in them flashy lights And them shining chains and that fur coat and them diamonds Diamonds, fur coat and them diamonds Diamonds, fur coat and them diamonds [Verse 2: Jarren Benton] God bless the dead Back when [?] was by the feds And I was feeling so lost then My head was tripping over my regrets And you didn't even want to speak with me And I was feeling different frequency I started drinking more frequently And you would then loose belief in me And I was still chasing rap And you began hating that Cause you would bear all the burden And I wasn't there that's a fact And my dreams seemed so close to reach And there was I so wrong Cause when I realized all the hurt I caused I put a pistol to my dome Like fuck it I ain't want to live life And everyday was looking so dark So much sacrifice on this flight I was fighting off all of my disbelief And this liquor bringing so much relief And I just wanted to be in them flashy lights With them shining rings and that mink Preach [Chorus: Jarren Benton] [Verse 3: Rock City] Who ever knew that this here would be my life, my life, my life, my life I've been to heaven back trying to live this life, this life, this life, this life That's why everyday I'm on my grind Getting to the top stay on my mind So I'm a get rich or die tryin' Giving my everything as if it ain't no tomorrow [Chorus: Jarren Benton]

Live From The Streets

ANGIE MARTINEZ "Up Close & Personal"
(feat. Beanie Sigel, Brett, Kool G. Rap,The LOX) [unknown singer] Ohhhhh.. senorita.. when the evening sun go down I come to.. serenade you.. from another part, of town [car tires peeling out] [Angie Martinez] Let's get it on it's Angie Mar' reportin live from the streets From Y.O. to Philly and Harlem to Q.B. When it drops it's game over, you'll see Introducing, Jadakiss and Styles P, where you at [The L.O.X.] Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo You know we still in the hood dog, in front of the store With the work across the street and the gun in the stall Soon as somethin happen niggaz wanna run to the law You know the code of the streets, never run to the law That's why I can't even run 'less I run with a four or I walk with a three, come and talk to 'em P You can catch me down bottom with a bird and a glock On the block makin money where they murder a lot Or you can catch me up top shootin dice for a yard I'm talkin six digits, niggaz bet the house or the car You can catch me hittin the spliff, sick in the pit On the fiend like I'm missin my shit, they think I'm crazy Catch me hittin your lady in my Mercedes Bird on your baby, fuck you I'm keepin it gravy L.O.X. hold the hammers like we waitin for screws With Angie Mar' BLOWIN MOTHERFUCKERS OUT OF THEY SHOES, WHAT [Angie Martinez] Comin live from the streets where some died tryin to eat From Y.O. to Philly, from Harlem to Q.B. And when it drops, game over, you'll see Introducin, Beanie Sigel, tell me how you livin [Beanie Sigel] Aiyyo, I've been kickin murder - since Adidas with thick strings T.I. sweatsuits, Pumas with thick chains Four finger rings, black belts with brass names I was spittin flames since niggaz was pitchin change I'm a hard knock kiddo, always played the middle Threw flacks in the crack game, getchu if I can getchu Since a buck, played the highway, dodgin the troop boys Jumpin in and out of Coupes, wavin for Duke boys Always chased a penny, copped quarter waters Tried to make a dollar chased my pop's boss daughters Tryin to make my name, global, in all four corners Philly baller, gamin in all four quarters Never worked, never will - all my hoes buy my clothes I can't go broke, never will - all my bros buy my O's I'm the best thing that linked up with New York since Sprewell I murder, nuttin further - fill in the details [Brett] I'm here, it's over, fuck how y'all feel When I drop, y'all gon' realize it's all real Bein left for dead, tied up, smoke 'til I was dried up So high up, seem like the sky ducked, high what Life was rough, but now it's nothin to hide Used to click and be quick to put this gun to yo' side Be like, 'That chain nice - I like that pal. Matter fact {*click click*} I'd like that now.' You've got game Call the name, just spell the name right Brett, one of the best rappers ever to touch a mic It's prophecized I'd write, spit scriptures mind blowin 'til my coffin top close and heaven skies open Fear no man's my slogan, I hope y'all believe I'm just like you, fear nuttin human that bleeds My mind breed two movies, six ab-lums, a hundred poems Thirty R&B joints, I'm beyond the norm, y'all just mad I'm just glad, got my time to shine Y'all the type to hit three hundred bars and run out of rhymes [Angie Martinez] Brett, from my ByStorm family, with Angie Come live from the streets, from Harlem to Q.B. And when it drops, game over, you'll see Introducin, finally, the legendary Kool G. [Kool G. Rap] It's B.G.S. kid so what you facin Caps racin Decapitation twenty buck-fifties and lacerations Guerilla fam' camouflaged out in the grass waitin to blass your nation slash like Jason and bash your face in We ass lacin top bodies and half in the basement Our style, cast you so bad you'll need plastic replacement When gats is raised in, fascination blastin and blazin Evacuation for your whole staff there's gas in the tank and Gets back abrasions from cap grazin, defy gravitation Pull my shit back squeeze bust it like masturbation Hold fort, hold the blow torch, leave your soul scorched with no remorse, the state of New York, get your shit caught When niggaz hawk, let the fifth talk So tell me who's the next man to flip I stop the beef shit, with rubber handled grips Your candle get lit, guerilla shit feed us banana clips The hammers hit, anything in our range we dismantle it [Angie Martinez] Like to say thanks to my street correspondents, for gettin on this Comin live and direct with no nonsense Sorry folks for hurtin y'all, the previous has been brought to you by 'Up Close and Personal'

Killin' Fields

METHOD MAN "Tical 2000 Judgementday"
[News Lady] Good news Hip-Hoppers The big alert has been called off It turns out that the early reports were wrong, ALL wrong Now for that clan out there that had such a tough time gettin home Sorry bout that! I guess the only thing we can do, is play you a song Yeah, do that, uh-huh uh uh, UH Yes what what what, what what what, what What what what, what what what, UH Yea yea yea (if you don't, lay back) Raider Ruckus (you catch a lazy jack) Carlton Fisk (Yaknahmean) Huh, one.. two.. (Shaolin What) Shoes full of dirt, kickin sand on your works Something gotta hurt, catch a case off a verse Live in concert, kids comin out they shirts I'm hyped now, jumpin in the crowd feet first Meant it when i said it, lungs Bring the Pain son without the anesthetic, make em look pathetic needin help from paramedic, Hot with the Nickle Bust back, take em wit you Survival of the Fittest, and the world out to get us I feel it in my bones, I can feel it in my testosterone, when it's on Stat', bring it back, hard rap for you pussy-cat Cognac off the meat rack, where the pussy at Johnny, got these n*ggaz mad at they mommy Jumping on my hard salami, say what you like In the Heat of the Night, I crash individuals Splash on the mic, air-tight with the lyrical [Chorus: Method] (n*gga run with it, have fun with it load your gun with it, and be done with it) Welcome to the Killin' Field, with Johnny Dangerous Headbanger Boogie n*ggaz, goin thru changes [Method Man] It all starts with the pad and pen, my special blend of herbs and spices on mic divices, murder men Make em mices, I recommend, somethin that's priceless For you rap hooligans, claimin you nicest Call it what you like kid, you can even call a psychic for all I care, still ain't got a prayer amongst the righteous, Blazini, cheat death like Houdini Word to bad bird that f*cked nerds in bikinis Ob-serve, lyrical flows you being served from the gizzard Pluckin your nerves with nouns and verbs From the ghettoes to the suburbs, I must be heard n*ggaz get what n*ggaz deserve You can put that on my Clan logo, Wu-Tang group for solo Bloody up my next promo With the blood of the next bozo, clown @ss n*ggaz be loco Puffin on lye, cuckoo for cocoa [Chorus] Yo yo, sh*t be hot in the kettlepot, Twisted Metal bust shots til the beef settle, forget me not City nights get a n*gga hyped, scar his life Send him back, now he Poltergeist, ghost! Tell him, who the number one rap most, huh Verbal overdose leave him comatose, huh The n*gga with the golden throat is out to get you, Hot Nickle Bust back and take em wit you, eye for eye Never lie, crossin my heart, hopin you die Somebody pat the engineer down, I think he wired I'm off the meat rack, quick to react, my n*ggaz need that They need gas, cockin heat back, be out like Freejack The heat's on, you think one-eight, and Johnny's blamed Who that n*gga, burn biscuit and spit flame Leave no witness, in the fast lane with shady b*tches that only want me for my riches, I know your steez Terror Fabulous, caution, biohazardous degrees from this ravenous, emcees be yappin Meth be the co-captain, on Def Jams that's closed captioned for hearing impaired, they get a share, now what's happenin Money to share, that's why we're here and you actin like we can't eat, like y'all eat Now we scrappin, out in the street, I know your crew's hardheaded motherf*ckers and I'm just like you [Chorus] Welcome to the Killin' Field, with Johnny Dangerous Headbanger Boogie n*ggaz, goin thru changes [Method Man] I been in the ghetto all my life I swore to take that b*tch for better or for worse YouknowhatI'msayin, that's for life n*gga, y'know Til death do us part...

Uptown

ANDY MINEO "Uncomfortable"
New York City New York City New York City New York City [Hook:] Uptown New York City where you can spot met Uptown New York City where you can spot met Uptown New York City where you can spot met Uptown New York City where you can spot met We in love with the invention, we don't love the inventor On a quiet block they puff the loud, it be smellin' like it's timber And they hit you with the fake smile, I ain't talkin' dentures Starbucks on the corner, pushin' bucks for that rent up Dippin' in all black like I'm venom Keep it G, I'm not a star But I'm raw like this denim Them dope boys push the big body Jerome Betis I got Santería hexes for my exes, but I'm protected You heard that man got shot for his necklace? That's a 1-8-7 up on 1-8-7 You know that uptown lifestyle reckless When they eatin' mango and fried cheese for your breakfast Baby, how you gon' complete your life checklist? Spendin' every night watchin' Netflix Time is so precious, gotta invest it where you spend it If we prisoners to comfort, we judge our own sentence I be uptown [Hook:] Uptown New York City where you can spot met Uptown New York City where you can spot met Uptown New York City where you can spot met Uptown New York City where you can spot met I wake in that mornin', get in that café con leche Don't y'all hold that azucar My stomach's been showin' lately Plus the crossover crazy Don't get caught out here sleepin' That's why they call Allen Irish, man, when I ball at Cabrini I'm throwin' swishes This right here that new school vintage I been spendin' money tryin' not to spend up all these minutes And I been present, man, look at what my gift is Some push the white cause they ain't have the privilege Let's get it! Ain't no other city like the one I'm in I got that Bustelo in my cup again Jim Carrey with this here, I'm goin' dumb again Me, myself and I, the only thing I'm up against New York stayin' lit, rent high, payin' it La Marina, bottled water, date night favorite My bodega on the corner, I ain't even sayin' They already know my order, they just started makin' it, woah! Ain't no other city make me feel this way I been all around the world baby, but I'm here to stay Oh-oh-oh-oh Ain't no other city make me feel this way I been all around the world baby, but I'm here to stay Oh-oh-oh-oh There's no place like Uptown, New York Ain't no other city make me feel this way I been all around the world baby, but I'm here to stay Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh There's no place like Uptown, New York

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