:::What an Amazing Jay-Z Line (IMO):::

young turbo

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Now all the teachers couldn't reach me
And my mamma couldn't beat me hard enough
to match the pain of my pop not seein me, so
With that stain in my membrane
Got on my pimp game, ##!+ the world, my defense came
Then that 'halin introduced me to the game
Spanish Jose introduced me to Cam'
I'm a hustler now, my gear is in and I'm in the in-crowd
And all the way be light scream girls be lovin me now
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I'm a B.K. brawler

Marcy projects hallway loiterer

Pure coke copper, get your order up

I bring em to Baltimore in the ford explorer

It's gonna cost you more if I gotta get em to Florida

Rugged game attender

With the bent pole on the sidewalk with the tin plates on the

fender

I ain't hard to find you catch me frontin center

At the Knick game, big chain and all my splender

Match the spike and the pen left to write

I own Madison Square, catch me at the fight

But damn once again if you pan left at the ice

If you the man that write checks with the hand that don't
write

I go off the head when I'm rambling on the mic

And I go off the feds when I'm srambling at night

And if its off the set I brought hammers to the fight

But we from New York City, right Cam?

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dough getter

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"And if Al Sharpton is speaking for me ..
Somebody get him the word and tell him I don't approve ...
Tell him I'll remove the curses ...
If you tell me our schools gon' be perfect ...
When Jena 6 don't exist ...
Tell him THAT's when I'll stop saying @#%$ ..."
BIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII #@%*!
Those few bars right there killed everything else he spit on that song
 
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o my god, a rapper talked about jena 6 ... automatically G.O.A.T. ... smh
it wasn't the fact that he mentioned jena 6, it was just the way he was saying it...chill out
Like you're in the car and the beat drops and then he says the line, I just liked it, makes you wanna scream out "BIIIIIIII +%#%$ IIITCH!"
 

chriscendo

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i remove the roof%%%*%# let the sun shine in
38 waist and up to put 1 nine in
really a 36 without the gun im thin
but when the gat is tucked im fat as *+%%
 
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Originally Posted by avitale8

o my god, a rapper talked about jena 6 ... automatically G.O.A.T. ... smh
it wasn't the fact that he mentioned jena 6, it was just the way he was saying it...chill out
Like you're in the car and the beat drops and then he says the line, I just liked it, makes you wanna scream out "BIIIIIIII +%#%$ IIITCH!"
word.......my girl was lookin at me like
when i yelledthat out.
the debate will go on forever on who is the GOAT in hiphop......but does any artist out there have as many quotables as Jay? im not lookin for an argument justa lil discussion.
 

babybop2g

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Nobody can show me anything Jay has done that's wack. I'm sorry, I just don't see it lol.
 
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o man damn. i got you deepinthajeep heres mine:
Smelling like Patron, singing dirty rap songs
Tip-toeing in the crib like six in the morn'
Everyday it's the same
I said in +Blueprint+ that I'd +Never Change+, it's just a part of the game
Respect me I'm a thug, I might cool out for a sec
But expect me to bug, it's in my blood
But if my chick leave me she gon' leave me for something
She gon' leave me cause Halle, she ain't gon' leave me for nothing
Picture me gettin up with something sleazy
Something, something, so easy
You could take out of speed like nut in something
Soon as you finish cuttin', you like, "leave me please"
Not me, I need Angelina Jolizeey comfy
So I ain't gon' make a move unless I got a Plan B
That'll happen the day I have a baby by Free
Not to say that anything is wrong with Free
Just to say that ain't nothing wrong with me
If my hand's in the cookie jar, know one thing
I'ma take the cookie, not leave my ring

If my hands in the cookie jar know one thing
I'ma take y'all know what I mean
 

wwsyndicate

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Grown man I put hands on youI dig a hole in the desert, they build The Sands on youLay out blueprint plans on youWe Rat Pack n*****, let Sam tap dance on youThen, I Sinatra shot ya God damn you


 

wwsyndicate

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I don't wanna edit I suck at this yuku $hyt. But...

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Like, castor oil, I Castor Troy youChange your face or the bullets change all that for you



Things turned out that Castor Troy wasn't dead, he's in a comma (darn).
So they give Archer Castor's face and body to get the info from Pollax.

Unfortunatly for Archer (good for the plot), Castor comes out of
his comma with no face (pretty cool). He takes Archer's face and kills
everyone who know about the situation(like 3 people).


 

wwsyndicate

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FU%# it I'll just keep on going I need a break from studying


This is all the same song mind you...

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When the gun is tucked, untucked, n**** you dieslike numchuks held by the Jet L-II'm the one, thus meanin no one must tryNo two, no three, no four, know why?



Put you on the n**** news, UPN at 11


Smh
 
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I blind with the bezel, i'm in line with the ghetto
What yall Ns afraid of my mind or the metal
N' tryna subtract my life, my mathematics is precise
I carry the nine, so #!@!%%% with me just aint the answer

SMFH

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johnnycage202

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I thought you ain't like rap?
You was deceivin' me,
All you do all day is watch BET.
Act like you ain't recognize when you met me in the ride -
Mispronouncin' my name - squintin' your eyes.
When you shouldn't play games wit a pimp like I.
Now that I gamed you, I'm 'sposed to sympathise?
Yeah i know - you hate parties and you never go out

Yeah i know - you a nun and you stay in your house

Yeah i know - well can you please do me this favor:
How you been with three rappers and six ball players?

Tell me that.
!+%#, we both gamin eachother -
lying through our teeth - both blaming each other.
I tried to front on you, I take you to my rest.
You tried to front on me, actin like you ain't impressed.

I'm tryin to see if the coochie's proper.
You trying to score yourself a Gucci parka,
And that new !+%# from Prada.
You tryin to get a rich baby father -
I'm tryin to forget you by tomorrow.
This ain't rocket science -
Ain't no rock buyin - just a hard rock lyin.
And stop frontin like your !+%# is real,
You get your game from Oprah and Lauryn Hill.
And if you are a nice girl, and i read you wrong
look, i'm sorry if i lead you on, ok







Iceberg Slim.
 
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that 2nd verse in Threats is ******ED with the wordplay. i remember ppl said that song should've been left off the album when it first came out...
 
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Rugged game attender
With the bent pole on the sidewalk with the tin plates on the fender

butchered.

rucker game attender
wit the bent parked on the sidewalk wit the temp plates on the fender

from memory might be a word off
 
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How he's not the G.O.A.T I can't understand arguments. (Not saying I wanna startin somethin' tho)

My contribution:

$+!+ ya'll mean/
Handlin' since a teen/
Like Lebron or Sebastian/
High School Graduate/
Straight to league, I ain't waitin for my knee to blow/
Yesterday I was (kneedin'/ knee in/ needin) this dough

 
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rucker game attender
wit the bent parked on the sidewalk wit the temp plates on the fender
i always thought it was "rugged 'cane or tender" referring to rock/powder. makes more sense with the temp plates line following it.but now that i think about it, the Rucker line would make more sense considering the song is about NYC...
 
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I am , killing 'em out there, they needin first aid ...
Cause the boy got more 6's than first grade ...
The crib got , killer views and square feet ...
You have to film MTV Cribs for a week ...
-Jigga That _



Police pursued me , chased , cuffed and subdued me ...
Talked to me rudely ; cause I'm young rich and I'm black ...
And live in a movie, not living by rules ...
New rap patrolling the city , follow my crews ...
Bleek you're still with me - _ what did I say ? ...
The time is coming ; you one hit away ...
Beans I ain't trying to change you - just give you some game ...
To make the transition, from the street to the fame ...
-Momma Loves Me



This +$%# is wicked on these mean streets ...
None of my friends speak ...
We're all trying to win, but then again ...
Maybe it's for the best though, 'cause when they're seeing too much ...
You know they're trying to get you touched ...
Whoever said illegal was the easy way out couldn't understand the
mechanics ...
And the workings of the underworld, granted ...
Nine to five is how to survive, I ain't trying to survive ...
I'm trying to live it to the limit and love it a lot...
Life ills, poison my body ...
I used to say '@%#@ mic skills,' and never prayed to God, I prayed to ...
Gotti .
That's right it's wicked, that's life I live it ...
Ain't asking for forgiveness for my sins, endz ...
I break bread with the late heads, picking their brains for angles on ...
all the evils that the game'll do ...
It gets dangerous, money and power is changing us ...
And now we're lethal, infected with D'Evils ...

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%%%$#@! so I fed her fifties ...
About his whereabouts I wasn't convinced ...
So I kept feeding her money 'til her +$%# started to make sense ...
Who could ever forsee, we used to stay up all night at slumber parties ...
now I'm trying to rock this ++%%% 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 'em mine, D'Evils ...

My flesh, no _ could test ...
My soul is possessed by D'Evils in the form of diamonds and lexuses ...
The exorcist, got me doing skits like Homie ...
You don't know me, but the whole world owe me ...
Strip !
Was thought to be a pleasant guy all my **!%!+% life ...
So now I'm down for whatever, ain't nothing nice ...
Throughout my junior high years it was all friendly ...
But now this higher learning got the Remy in me ...
Liquors - invaded my kidneys ...
Got me ready to lick off, mama forgive me ...
I can't be held accountable, D'Evils beating me down, boo ...
Got me running with guys, making G's, telling lies that sound true ...
Come test me, I never cower ...
For the love of money, son, I'm giving lead showers ...
Stop screaming, you know the demon said it's best to die ...
And even if Jehovah witness, bet he'll never testify, D'Evils ...
-D'evils , WHOLE SONG .

 
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