[Otis Redding]

It makes it easier, easier to bear

You won’t regret it, no, no

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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, puttin’ 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 another ‘gain

[Jay-Z]

Photo shoot fresh, looking 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 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

Feeling it coming in the air,
hear the screams from everywhere,
I’m addicted to thrill,
It’s a dangerous love affair,
Can’t be scared when nickels down,
Got a problem tell me now,
Only thing that’s on my mind is who gon run this town tonight,
Who gon run this town tonight,
We gon run this town!
Wassup
Wassup

Jay-Z

We are,
yeah I said it we are,
this is Roc Nation,
Pledge your allegiance,
get your fatigues on,
all black everything,
black cards, blacks cars,
all black everything,
and that girls a black birds riding with their dillingers,
i get more in depth,
if you boys really real enough
This is la Familia, I’ll explain later,
but for now let me get back to this paper,
I’m a couple bands down,
and I’m tryin get back,
I gave doug a grip and lost a flip for five stacks,
me im talking 5 comma 6 zeros, got zeros, —
back to running circles round
now we squared up, Hold up
Rihanna

Life’s a game and but its not fair,
I break the rules so I don’t care,
So I keep doing my own thing,
walking tall against the rain,
victory’s within the mile,
almost there don’t give up now,
only thing that’s on my mind is whos gon run this town tonight,
hey, hey, hey
who’s gon run this town tonight,
Jay-Z

We are,
Yeah I said it we are,
you can call me Ceasar,
in a dark ceasar,
please follow the leader,
So Eric B we are,
Microphone fiend, this the return of The God,
Peace God,
ah ah,
it ain’t no nobody fresher,
I’m in mason, ah, martin margella,
on the table screaming f-ck the other side they jealous,
we got a banquet full of broads,
they got a table full of fellas,
yeahh, and they ain’t spending no cake,
they should throw they hand in cos they ain’t got no spades,
yeah, my whole team got dough,
so my banquet is looking like millionaires row
yeah
Rihanna

Life’s a game and but its not fair,
I break the rules so I don’t care,
So I keep doing my own thing,
walking tall against the rain,
victory’s within the mile,
almost there don’t give up now,
only thing that’s on my mind is whos gon run this town tonight,
hey, hey, hey
who’s gon run this town tonight,
Kanye West

It’s crazy how you can go from being Joe Blow,
to everybody on your d$#k, no homo,
I bought my whole family whips, no Volvos
Next time I’m in Church please no photos,
police escorts, everybody passports,
this the life that everybody ask for
This the fast life we are on a crash course
what you think i rap for to push a f##ing Rav 4,
but I know that if I stay stunting,
all these girls only gon want one thing,
I can spend my whole life good will hunting,
only good gon come is its good when I’m .,
she got an ass that will swallow up a G-string,
and up top ah, 2 bee stings,
and I’m beasting off the re sling,
and my n##a just made it out the precinct,
we give a damn bout the drama that your dude bring,
I’m just tryin change the color of your mood ring,
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Reebok baby, you need to try some new things,
have you ever had shoes without shoe strings?
whats that Ye? baby these heels,
is that a make?
what, baby these wheels,
you trippin when you ain’t sippin, have a refill
you feel like you running huh, now you know how we feel,
Jay-Z

Wassup
Rihanna

Heey, heey, heey,
Heey, heey, heey,
we gon run this town tonight
Jay-Z

Wassup

{Hold up}

Only rapper to re-write history
With out a pen
No-I.D. on the track let the story begin
{Begin}
{Begin}
This is anti-autotune
Death of the ringtone
This ain’t for ITUNES
This ain’t for sing-a-longs
This is sinatra at the opera
Bring a blond
Preferably with a fat ass
Who can sing-a-song
Wrong
This ain’t politically correct
This might offend my political connects
My raps don’t have melodies
This should make jackers want go
And commit felonies
Get your chain tooken
I may do it myself
I’m so BROOKLYN!
I know we facing a reccesasion
But the music ya making gonna make it the
Great depression
Or your lack of argession
Put your skirt back down
Grow a set men

Yeah this just violent
Yeah this death of auto tune
Moment of silence

{La, la, la,
Hey, hey, hye
Good-bye}

{Hold up}

Only rapper to re-write history
With out a pen
No-I.D. on the track let the story begin
{Begin}
{Begin}

Hold up

This ain’t the number one record
This is practially asult with a deadly weapon
I made this just for flex and mr cee
I want people to feel threaten
Stop your blood clot crying
The kid
The dog
Everybody dying
No lying
Your boys jeans to tight
Your colors to bright
Your vocie to light
I might wear black for a year streight
I might bring back Versace shades
This ain’t for z100
Kanye told me to kill ya
To keep it 100
This is for HOT 97
For kaled we the best then

Yeah just get violent
Yeah this death of auto tune
Moment of silence

{La, la, la,
Hey, hey, hye
Good-bye}

{Hold up}

Only rapper to re-write history
With out a pen
No-I.D. on the track let the story begin
{Begin}
{Begin}

Hold up

This might need a verse from jezzy
I might send this to the mixtape weezy
Get somebody from BMF to talk on it
Give this to blood
Let a crip walk on it
Gimme val to style on this
I just don’t need nobody to smile on this
You rappers singing to much
Get back to rap
You t-pain-ing to much
I am a multi millionaire
So how is it
I’m still the hardest nigga here
I don’t be in the project hallway
Talking about how I be in the project allday
That sound stupid to me
If you a gangsta
This is how you prove it to me

Yeah just get violent
Yeah this death of auto tune
Moment of silence

{La, la, la,
Hey, hey, hye
Good-bye}
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Just because I’m hurting
Doesn’t mean I’m hurt
Doesn’t mean I didn’t get
What I deserved
No better and no worse

I just got lost
Every river that I tried to cross
Every door I ever tried was locked
Ohhh and I’m…
Just waiting ’til the shine wears off

You might be a big fish
In a little pond
Doesn’t mean you’ve won
‘Cause along may come
A bigger one

And you’ll be lost
Every river that you tried to cross
Every gun you ever held went off
Ohhh and I’m…
Just waiting until the firing stopped
Ohhh and I’m…
Just waiting ’til the shine wears off

[piano solo]

Ohhh and I…
Just waiting ’til the shine wears off
Ohhh and I..
Just waiting ’til the shine wears off