G*O*A*T - The Official Jay-Z Thread

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Grown man I put hands on you
I dig a hole in the desert, they build The Sands on you
Lay out blueprint plans on you
We Rat Pack nikkaz, let Sam tap dance on you
Then, I Sinatra shot ya God damn you
I put the boy in the box like David Blaine
Let the audience watch, it ain't a thang
Y'all wish I was frontin, I George Bush the button
Front of all you in your car lift up your hood nikka run it
Then lift up your whole hood like you got oil under it
Your boy got the goods y'all don't want nuttin of it
Like, castor oil, I Castor Troy you
Change your face or the bullets change all that for you
... y'all nikkaz is targets
Y'all garages for bullets, please don't make me park it
in your upper level, valet a couple strays
from the 38 special, nikka, God bless you

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when this finally leaked after years of listenin to the snippet :blessed:



Warned you early on about my mindset
You thought it was an empty bomb threat
'Til I flew into the building like
100 Osamas said to do a few millions
Expose the world to a hustler's true feelings
I came into this game with nothing to prove
You'll never stop a nikka in that type of mood
So every move I make confuse the industry
I'm out for presidents to represent me
DP III

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Breh this sht(the snippet) came out like my sophomore. year high school

Hov had a nikka waiting for the full joint till my jr. year in college :wow:
 

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Even as BK Kid/Nas Stan, I can't front like Hov's BARZ don't go HAM:whew:

...for instance, Dynasty Intro's just FILTHY:scust:

Stevie Wonder with the beads under the doorag Intuitions there even when my visions impair:lawd:
 
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We used to fight for building blocks
Now we fight for blocks with buildings that make a killing
The closest of friends when we first started
But grew apart as the money grew and soon grew black-hearted
Thinking back when we first learned to use rubbers
He never learned so in turn I'm kidnapping his baby's mother
My hand around her collar, feeding her cheese
She said the taste of dollars was shytty so I fed her fifties
About his whereabouts I wasn't convinced
I kept feeding her money 'til her shyt started to make sense
Who could ever foresee, we used to stay up all night
At slumber parties, now I'm tryna rock this bytch to sleep
All the years we were real close, now I see his fears
Through her tears know she's wishing we were still close
Don't cry, it is to be, in time
I'll take away your miseries and make it mine, D'evils

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Gonna show some love for the ribbity wiggity liggity Jay here :mjpls:

I fux with this too cause it got ski beatz rapping in it :ohhh: that's one of the goat producers yeah?


 

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That’s actually the last song on the album, but it’s really the first song. It’s about having the same focus throughout your whole career, about me treating my first song like my last and my last song like my first.

Treat my first like my last and my last like my first and my thirst is the same as when I caaaame ♫
 

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Keep this thread alive!!

Right hand on the Bible, left hand in the air
Before I spoke one word, made sure my throat was clear
A-hem, I'm a prisoner of circumstance
Frail nikka, I couldn't much work with my hands
But my mind was strong, I grew where you hold your blacks up
Trap us, expect us not to pick gats up
Where you drop your cracks off by the Mack trucks
Destroy our dreams of lawyers and actors
Keep us spiralin, goin backwards
At age nine, saw my first hate crime
Blindfolded, expected to walk a straight line
Mind molded, taught to love you and hate mine
Climbed over it, at a early age, Jay shined
fukk the system at Lady Justice I blaze nine
Your Honor, I no longer kill my people, I raise mine
The soul of Mumia in this modern day time
 
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