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times and life vol.2
blueprint 2
WTF is this list??
Change out Vol 2 with Reasonable Doubt breh then it's perfect
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WTF is this list??
Change out Vol 2 with Reasonable Doubt breh then it's perfect
TheDarceKnight
Veteran
I feel so 
\\//JohnnyCA$H\\//
Pillmatic
Meet the parents 
Meet the parents is the worse song on the album.meet the parents and blueprint 2
Album is underrated
I got my mojo back baby oh behaave 
I lost to Nas. But I learned a valuable lesson about losing, so that evens if up :prodigylol:I got my mojo back baby oh behaave
Vandelay
Life is absurd. Lean into it.
I flunked intro to computer science because of this and the G Unit album.
the cac mamba
Veteran
nas had jay copping pleas about his charity work and doing austin powers impressions
one of the worst moments in rap history
KiD WavE
All Star
bumpin thread to unleash the flutes
Trajan
Veteran
Things just ain't the same for gangstas
But I'm a little too famous to shoot these pranksters
All of these rap singers claimin' they bangers
Doing all sorts of twisted shyt with their fingers
Disrespecting the game, no home training or manners
I was doing this shyt when you was shyttin' your Pampers
I was moving them grams
Before you knew what a hand-to-hand was
Ducking the vans, radars, the scanners
Before you knew what "hard" "white" or "tan" was
I was hitting the turnpike, aight with the bama's
I was nice with my hands, cuz aight with them hammers
I was pricking my finger before you knew what a "Fam" was
I had it laid out 'fore you knew what a plan was
300 mil later, now you understand us
You can't disrespect us, ‘cause you got a little check cuthttp://genius.com/Jay-z-the-watcher-2-lyrics#note-5066
You was sucking 'em so long, fukking your little neck up
Now you too big for your britches, you got a few little bytches
You think you Hugh Hefner, you just ridiculous
I blew breath for you midgets, I gave life to the game
It's only right I got the right to be king
nikkas that got life really like what I sing
‘Cause they know what it's really like, nikkas feel my pain
Know the shyt I don't write be the illest shyt that's ever been recited in the game
Word to the hyphen in my name: J-A-Y, Dash, Hoffa
The past, present, nikka the future, proper
The holy trinity of hip-hop is us
We give Dre his props but that's where it stops, it's the Roc
. . .
But I'm a little too famous to shoot these pranksters
All of these rap singers claimin' they bangers
Doing all sorts of twisted shyt with their fingers
Disrespecting the game, no home training or manners
I was doing this shyt when you was shyttin' your Pampers
I was moving them grams
Before you knew what a hand-to-hand was
Ducking the vans, radars, the scanners
Before you knew what "hard" "white" or "tan" was
I was hitting the turnpike, aight with the bama's
I was nice with my hands, cuz aight with them hammers
I was pricking my finger before you knew what a "Fam" was
I had it laid out 'fore you knew what a plan was
300 mil later, now you understand us
You can't disrespect us, ‘cause you got a little check cuthttp://genius.com/Jay-z-the-watcher-2-lyrics#note-5066
You was sucking 'em so long, fukking your little neck up
Now you too big for your britches, you got a few little bytches
You think you Hugh Hefner, you just ridiculous
I blew breath for you midgets, I gave life to the game
It's only right I got the right to be king
nikkas that got life really like what I sing
‘Cause they know what it's really like, nikkas feel my pain
Know the shyt I don't write be the illest shyt that's ever been recited in the game
Word to the hyphen in my name: J-A-Y, Dash, Hoffa
The past, present, nikka the future, proper
The holy trinity of hip-hop is us
We give Dre his props but that's where it stops, it's the Roc
. . .
Trajan
Veteran
My nephew's situated and my mom is straight
So I'm ready for whatever drama should come my way
And you nikkas rapping to me, so your drama is fake
You dudes is noodles, I got more ziti to bake
You dudes is cake
I keep two biscuits on the waist
Razor blades under the tongue
I will eat your face
Appetite for destruction
I am starving today
Got a money hungry lawyer that'll eat the case
And that's just food for thought, don't let it go to waste
nikka bite the bullet until you stuffing your face, ha
I done forgot more than you ever learned
What you don't know will make your home a permanent urn, nikka
. . .
Yeah, "The Blueprint 2" homey, follow the moves
You put on two tube socks, you couldn't walk in my shoes
I was dealt a bad hand, fukk what else could I do
But keep somethin up my sleeve that'll help me through
But can you believe, everywhere I'm at, models come through
Cat-fightin, cat-walkin, it happens often
It's true how society don't want me to move
Into the penthouse building with spectacular views
They're like uhh, "He's a menace he could never be a tenant"
I'm like ooh, what's a young nikka to do?
I bring the brothers to the building give a feeling that I don't
Give a fukk we just chillin watchin chandelier ceilings high as fukk
Old lady, don't blow my high
'specially if you don't know my life, don't make me bring
Sharpton in it cause I'm dark-skinneded or
Dude with the 'fro and the Rainbow Coalition, I'mma
Victim of a single parent household, born in a mousehole
Mousetrap, nikkas wanna know
How so, how Jay get up out that, here, yeah
I snatched purses I per-se-vered, yeah
I had work, fiends purchased, it was clear
I was out there sellin hope for despair, but stop there
I swear, I only make good from my mouth to God's ears
Had to get out the hood
And I can't justify genocide
But I was born in the city where the skinny nikkas die
Born in the city where the skinny nikkas ride
And as a skinny nikka I had beef with high size
Jay had too many verses on that album man. In hindsight it was a great album. He still had it. It's been downhill since Kingdom Come apart from a few glimpses of his former self.
So I'm ready for whatever drama should come my way
And you nikkas rapping to me, so your drama is fake
You dudes is noodles, I got more ziti to bake
You dudes is cake
I keep two biscuits on the waist
Razor blades under the tongue
I will eat your face
Appetite for destruction
I am starving today
Got a money hungry lawyer that'll eat the case
And that's just food for thought, don't let it go to waste
nikka bite the bullet until you stuffing your face, ha
I done forgot more than you ever learned
What you don't know will make your home a permanent urn, nikka
. . .
Yeah, "The Blueprint 2" homey, follow the moves
You put on two tube socks, you couldn't walk in my shoes
I was dealt a bad hand, fukk what else could I do
But keep somethin up my sleeve that'll help me through
But can you believe, everywhere I'm at, models come through
Cat-fightin, cat-walkin, it happens often
It's true how society don't want me to move
Into the penthouse building with spectacular views
They're like uhh, "He's a menace he could never be a tenant"
I'm like ooh, what's a young nikka to do?
I bring the brothers to the building give a feeling that I don't
Give a fukk we just chillin watchin chandelier ceilings high as fukk
Old lady, don't blow my high
'specially if you don't know my life, don't make me bring
Sharpton in it cause I'm dark-skinneded or
Dude with the 'fro and the Rainbow Coalition, I'mma
Victim of a single parent household, born in a mousehole
Mousetrap, nikkas wanna know
How so, how Jay get up out that, here, yeah
I snatched purses I per-se-vered, yeah
I had work, fiends purchased, it was clear
I was out there sellin hope for despair, but stop there
I swear, I only make good from my mouth to God's ears
Had to get out the hood
And I can't justify genocide
But I was born in the city where the skinny nikkas die
Born in the city where the skinny nikkas ride
And as a skinny nikka I had beef with high size
Jay had too many verses on that album man. In hindsight it was a great album. He still had it. It's been downhill since Kingdom Come apart from a few glimpses of his former self.B!tchuoffendingme
Superstar
Meet the Parents one of Hov's best storytelling tracks ever.
He clearly had the drop but the boy just paused
There was somethin' in this man's face he knew he seen before
It's like lookin' in the mirror, seein' hisself more mature
And he took it as a sign from the almighty Lord
You know what they say about he who hesitates in war
He who hesitates is lost
He can't explain what he saw before his picture went blank
The old man didn't think he just followed his instinct
Six shots into his kin out of the gun
nikkas be a father, you killin your sons
How the them bars not hit you in yo chest? That shyt made a nikka eyes water.
Blueprint 2 the song is like a college level paper in rap form on how Nas contradicted hisself.
Nas is that nikka but these bars had to have that man looking in the mirror, questioning himself.
"cause a nikka wear a Kufi it dont mean that he bright
if you dont understand him it dont mean that he nice
it just mean you dont understand all the bullshyt that he write"