The Blueprint 2: The Gift & The Curse de Jay-Z

Listado de Canciones

Disco 1

1. A Dream

   Letra

   [Jay-Z] It was all a dream [scratched simultaneously: "It was all a dream" - B. I. G.] [Faith Evans + (Jay-Z)] Last night I had a dream Thoughts was racin through my head (it was all a dream) Felt so real to me This is what was said.. [Jay-Z] Had a dream I said, bout who he said? Bout B. I. G. I said, that's big he said Dig he said, proceed he said Indeed I said, so - breathe I did Don't repeat what I say I said, he said nothin He agreed with his head, he just nodded like this What I believe to be a yes I re-peated what was said It came to me like a.. Well as even I said "You feel playboy," was the greeting he said First thing I wanted to know, what's the reason he was dead? "More money, more problems, better believe it," he said "Careful what you wish for you might receive it," he said I see I said, jealousy I said Got the whole industry mad at me I said Then B. I. Said, "Hov' remind yourself Nobody built like you, you designed yourself" I agree I said, my one of a kind self Get stoned every day like Jesus did What he said, I said, has been said before "Just keep doin your thing," he said, say no more [Faith Evans] Was it all a dream - tell me Was it all a dream, was it a dream Was it all a dre-eeee-eeeee-eeam I gotta know ("It was all a dream") Was it all a dream - was it a dream Was it all a dream, a dream Was it all a dre-eeee-eeeee-eeam [Notorious B. I. G.] It was all a dream, I used to read Word Up magazine Salt'n'Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine Hangin pictures on my wall Every Saturday, "Rap Attack," Mr. Magic, Marley Marl I let my tape rock 'til my tape popped Smokin weed and bamboo, sippin on private stock Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack With the hat to match Remember Rappin' Duke? "Duh-ha, duh-ha" You never thought that hip-hop would take it this far Now I'm in the limelight cause I rhyme tight Time to get paid, blow up like the ("World Trade") Born sinner, the opposite of a winner Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner Peace to Ron G, Brucey B, Kid Capri Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starsky I'm blowin up like you thought I would Call the crib, same number same hood, it's all good Uhh, and if you don't know, now you know, nigga [Faith Evans] Was it all a dream - tell me Was it all a dream, was it a dream Was it all a dre-eeee-eeeee-eeam I gotta know ("It was all a dream") Was it all a dream - was it a dream Was it all a dream, a dream Was it all a dre-eeee-eeeee-eeam ("It was all.. a dream") ("It was all..") ("It was all.. a dream") ("It was all a dream") ("It was all.. a dream") ("It was all..") ("It was all.. a dream") [the beat drops out and Jay-Z raps the next part acapella] [Jay-Z] I see I said, jealousy I said Got the whole industry mad at me I said Then B. I. Said, "Hov' remind yourself Nobody built like you, you designed yourself" I agree I said, my one of a kind self Get stoned every day like Jesus did What he said, I said, has been said before "Just keep doin your thing," he said, say no more
2. Hovi Baby

   Letra

   Yes, yes yep! Welcome to the.. Jay-Z extravaganza I'd like to introduce my band right now Just Blaze and the Blazettes, hehe Right now I want you to give the drummer some No ma really, give the drummer some Uhh Touch the untouchable, break the unbreakable Shake the unshakeable (it's Hovi baby) Yeah, ch-chi-uh, uh-ch-ch-uh, un-breakable Rock the unrockable (it's Hovi baby) [Jay-Z] Follow the flow, look They say a midget standin on the giant's shoulder can see much Further than the giant.. (the giant..) So I got the whole rap world on my shoulder they tryin to see Further than I am.. (than I am..) And I have been tryin to be patient with they preoccupation With David and Goliath.. (Goliath..) But sooner or later, that patience gonna run it's course And I'm forced to be a tyrant.. (be a tyrant..) But bein tyrant, comin through your environment Iron mask, nigga iron gas, nigga I am back With "The Team," no I in that Are. O. C., y'all not eyein that Y'all don't see, clearly cause the reign ain't gone "The Dynasty," no not Ming but Shawn's Dame careems, nigga it's the gangsta team Stop your run, one of the reasons that they call us gangrene The other reason, we got a gang of green If there's better at gettin cheddar that remains to be seen, nigga Woooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!! Jeah, jeah [Chorus:] Can't touch the untouchable, break the unbreakable Shake the unshakeable (it's Hovi baby) Can't see the unseeable, reach the unreachable Do the impossible (it's Hovi baby) Can't move the unmoveable, stop the unstoppable.. [Jay-Z] Jeah, look I'm so far ahead of my time, I'm bout to start another life Look behind you, I'm bout to pass you twice Back to the future and gotta slow up for the present I'm fast, niggaz can't get past my past How they propose to deal with my perfect present? When I unwrap "The Gift & the Curse" in one session Ain't no livin person can test him Only two restin in heaven can be mentioned in the same breath as him Seven straight summers, critics might not admit it But nobody in rap did it, quite like I did it If you did it I done it before, you get I had it Got mad at it and don't want it no more And that goes for everything from flippin that raw Flippin whores, flippin vocal chords, don't get it twisted Get it right, did different, did it better, did it nice Did the impossible then did it twice (get it right) [Chorus:] [Jay-Z] Yup! Hovi's home, the global phone The world is back in order the number one rap recorder is back You cats overfelt yourself You couldn't help yourself, now witness the reel for reel In my absence cats get, absent-minded Now it's time to rewind and remind 'em Why I'm in the position that I am Changin the game, my game could nail Madonna Well after I'm gone, they'll honor History in the makin, Pistol Pete Leave competition shakin without missin the beat Chasin the hi-hat all over the track The snare is scared of the air in here, boom! And plus I get paper dog, don't let me forget The watch face so blue like it's holdin it's breath Can't see me skill for skill or check for check It's the bow tie flow dog, I bring it to your neck Live and correct I will bring it to your set I got now, I don't care who got next Rapper slash exec, Kordell Stewart Your flow all y'all usin is mine, you're all useless You ain't a factor, who are you foolin? You all are faggots, you takin it backwards (takin it backwards) I'm tryin to progress with this rap shit Nigga, nigga your whole career is a accident Who was gassin 'em? (fuck outta here!) [Chorus:]
3. The Watcher II
4. 03´ Bonnie & Clyde
5. Excuse Me Miss
   Vídeo Letra

   

   [Intro: Jay-Z] You can't roll a blunt to this one You gotta, you gotta well, ya gotta light a J You gotta puff a J on this one {*inhales*} You can't even drink Crist-All on this one You gotta drink Crist-All Buy some red wine, a little Gocha 9-7 This is for the grown and s***, uhh [Pharrell - over the end of Jay-Z's intro] You're so contagious, I can't take it Have my baby, let's just make it Ex-cuse me; what's your name? [Jay-Z] Yeah, can I get my grown man on for one second? Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be hangin wit Jay-Z, Jay-Z (Pharrell: So hot to trot.. La-dy!) Excuse me miss, what's your name? Can you come, hang with me? Possibly, can I take you out, to-night [Verse One] You already know what it's hittin for Ma I got whatever outside and you know what I'm sittin on 50/50 venture with them S dots kickin off Armadale poppin now, only bring a nigga more Only thing missin is a Missus You ain't even gotta do the dishes, got two dishwashers Got one chef, one maid, all I need is a partner To play spades with the cards up, all trust Who else you gon' run with, the truth is us Only dudes movin units - Em, Pimp Juice and us .. It's the Roc in here! Maebach outside got rocks of air Pj's on the runway, Young got air I don't land at a airport, I call it the clearport Therefore, I don't wanna hear more Back and forth about who's hot as Young, holla! [Ph. W.] s**-cuse me... Damn! [Ph. W.] You're so contagious, I can't take it [Ph. W.] Have my baby, let's just make it [Jay-Z] I got my Gocha 9-7 on right now [Ph. W.] La-dy.. [Jay-Z] You gotta puff a J to this one [Jay-Z] Can't roll a blunt up to this one boy [Ph. W.] You're so contagious, I can't take it [Ph. W.] Have my baby, let's just make it [Ph. W.] Ex-cuse me; what's your name? (Aoww!) [Jay-Z] Cause I see some ladies tonight That should be rollin wit Jay-Z, Jay-Z [Ph. W.] So hot to trot.. La-dy! What's your name? [Jay-Z] Cause I see some ladies tonight That should be rollin wit Jay-Z, Jay-Z [Ph. W.] You're so foxy girl.. You're so hot to trot.. [Verse Two] Everybody's like, "He's no item! Please don't like him. He don't wife 'em, he one nights 'em! " Now she don't like him, she never met him Groupies try to take advantage of him, he won't let 'em He don't need 'em, so he treats 'em like he treats 'em Better them than me, she don't agree with him She's mad at that, he's not havin that So those opposites attract like mag-a-nets She sees more than the Benz wagon, the friends taggin along With a flashy nigga braggin on the song She gets a glimpse of Shawn and she likes that He 2-ways her, so she writes back Smiley faces after all of her phrases Either she the one or I'm caught in "The Matrix" But fukkit, let the +Fish-burne+ Red or green pill, you live and you learn, c'mon! [Ph. W.] s**-cuse me... Damn! [Jay-Z] You gotta throw on your fine linens for this one [Ph. W.] You're so contagious, I can't take it [Ph. W.] Have my baby, let's just make it [Jay-Z] You might go, you mighta gotta go get you some Scooby Doo's [Ph. W.] La-dy.. [Jay-Z] Gotta throw on ya Scooby Doo's; those are shoes by the way [Ph. W.] You're so contagious, I can't take it [Jay-Z] Gotta throw on Scooby Doo's, hehehehe [Ph. W.] Have my baby, let's just make it [Ph. W.] Ex-cuse me; what's your name? [Jay-Z] This for the grown and s***, only for the grown and s*** [Ph. W.] So hot to trot.. La-dy! What's your name? [Jay-Z] Woo! [Ph. W.] You're so foxy girl.. You're so hot to trot.. [Verse Three] Love let's go half on a son, I know my past ain't one You can easily get past, but that chapter is done ... But I'm done readin for now Remember spades face up, you can believe him for now But ma you got a f'real f'serious role I'm bout to give you all the keys and security codes Bout to show you where the cheese, let you know I ain't playin But, before I jump out the window, what's your name? [Ph. W.] s**-cuse me... Damn! [Ph. W.] You're so contagious, I can't take it [Ph. W.] Have my baby, let's just make it [Ph. W.] La-dy.. [Ph. W.] You're so contagious, I can't take it [Ph. W.] Have my baby, let's just make it [Ph. W.] Ex-cuse me; what's your name? [Ph. W.] So hot to trot.. La-dy! What's your name? [Ph. W.] You're so foxy girl.. You're so hot to trot..
6. What They Gonna Do

   Letra

   [Sean Paul] Yo Yo Yo, Yo Yo Yo Show out her wild side, stick out her backside [Chorus: Jay-Z] If you with me, throw the diamond up one time Ladies, if you with me, just grind to the bass line Homey, don't be scared to grab her from behind And make her show out her wild side (Sean Paul) Stick out her backside [Verse 1: Jay-Z] Now what the fuck they gon' do with me Got money, got broads, got a crew with me Real as banana clips, I got a Sue with me Get down or lay down nigga to shoot with me Now how the fuck they gon' deal with me I ain't going nowhere, they gotta deal with me Got the whole bk ready to kill with me You scared motherfucker, keep it real with me, keep it real with me Now what the fuck they gon say to me Got to clap, yi mean all day with me, clap, yi mean Don't play with me, clap, yi mean Stay with me, don't lose me y'all And please don't confuse me with dog, I'm different I bought it back for a living 33 O's on a bitch back like Pippen 3 She can keep for herself and distribute 36 O's and a ki, you do the addition Before Mitchell and Ness did it I was moving birds like a Oriole fitted I'm Cal Ripken Jr. Let's get it [Chorus:] [Verse 2: Jay-Z] Hon' what they gon' say to you Got your hair did and your favorite shoes Tell'em don't play with you, get'em away from you You need a baller like I, call'em like I See'em like naaaa Move over y'all amateurs No, you not balling that's Pro-Am shit Oh, stop calling that's hoe-man shit Stop falling asleep that's old man shit I stands up in it like a champ up in it Be up in it so long, get my calls transferred in it No more minute man in it Get my Soundscan, bds, and Market and Glance in it [Chorus:] [Verse 3: Jay-Z] What they gon do' You got starch in your flow I flow too many ways, got a arch in my flow All sorts of flow, Rembrandt, Rilkey I am art with the flow Even if I'm filthy, you gotta pardon the flow Niggas taking it lightly, had to darken the flow Way I put it together, tear'em apart with the flow I'm too smart with the flow, you just started the flow Stop it youngin, you 106th & Park with the flow I am pro, as you see I'm off the charts with the flow Actually I'm number one on the charts with the flow In some places they say this, I am God with the flow Like my office, but they're biased, too involved with the flow (Oh no) I am the youth spirit, I am y'all with the flow Troubled man, dare I say, I am Mar with the flow I come up hard but I evolve with the flow Crossover, slam dunk, Rucker Park with the flow [Chorus:]
7. All Around The World

   Letra

   Swear to God I just touched down [Chorus: Jay-Z + (Latoiya)] All around the world.. (same song) Killa Cali nigga (same song) A-T-L (same song) Real-adelphia.. Dude it's all around the world [Jay-Z] London, England, South of France And all points between they know about your man Konichiwa ladies when I'm out in Japan I'm a Tokyo Giant like Ichiro, I am Piss poor nigga from the hood but I blew Now I bounce six-fours up and down Crenshaw Spot me the hotel, the Cap', or Capri Bathrobe, slippers in the lobby like weed Your man'll stand manta ray, handlin a steak And handlin the modern stand about five-eight Five-nine fine wine fine dine either that Or I'm mixin in Switzerland, tryin to buy time Ballin out in Bali when it's gorgeous out in Cali Brunchin at the 4 Seasons, off the heezy When it's back home nigga back to the zone Nigga back to the books to the rhymes that took me [Chorus: Jay-Z + (Latoiya)] All around the world.. (same song) Brooklyn bombers (same song) Detroit players (same song) Chi-Town.. All around the world [Jay-Z] Said it's all love, Sure Club, M-I-A Party at bungalow eight, when I stay Pool look like a hundred Beyonce's A couple fiances, I'm the new Devante "Come and Talk to Me" mami in the Ea-sy Garant, I hope, she ain't too young Only twenty-one and older let another nigga mold her I'm just tryin to show her how a baller and a roller Sleep one place, sell the pie to keep the engine Runnin then I wake up in Martha's Vineyard Same boss this year, I think I'm gon' spend Christmas Reminisce about the time my mom couldn't spend Christmas Now I'm gon' send her on her own little wish list Anywhere in the world, anywhere for my girl Forever my lady, blind crippled and crazy A ticket and you pay to see D - sweet Sade [Latoiya] Sade, Sade, don't you know I love you sweet Sade, Sade All around the world [Jay-Z] Said it ain't where you from yo it's where you at Real niggaz out in Brooklyn, some niggaz don't clap It's real killers out in Cali, some niggaz just act Hollywood like they out the hood, it's all to the good Real players in the D-Twa, some of them throwed Slackin on they mackin, rest haven for hoes Real pranksters in the Chi, most of them real folks Disciplined Gangsters, come on Charlie I know Shit it ain't about your city or borough It's bout if you really as thorough And if you are, holla at your boy I put my hand on my heart, that means I feel you Real recognize real and you lookin familiar I'ma Bed-Stuy nigga but I do it to death I promise I'm as St. Thomas homey eatin at Chef's One-twelve, A-T-L, the sun up yet? Then we party like the sun don't set [Latoiya] We gon' take you all around the world.. It's the same song (same song) Everywhere (same song) It's the same song (same song) We gon' take you all around the world.. Same song (same song) Same song (same song) Same song (same song) All around the world.. [harmonizing to the end]
8. Poppin´ Tags
9. Fuck All Night
10. The Bounce

    Letra

    Uhh, just point out the bounce Uh-huh, show me the bounce, yeah Just point out the bounce, yeah Timbo the king, yeah Young Hov' the king, yeah Just point out the bounce.. Yes, just point out the bounce nigga Yo, listen [Jay-Z] Rumor has it "The Blueprint" classic Couldn't even be stopped by Bin Laden So September 11th marks the era forever Of a revolutionary Che Gueverra Now it's a whole museum of, Hov' mcers Everybody dupin the flow, you see 'em Everybody loopin up soul It's like you tryin to make "The Blueprint 2" before Hov' Shout out to Just Bleezy and, Kan-yeezy See how we adjusted the game so easy Chicks barely dancin, glancin every chance they get Like - oh shit, he's so handsome Still in demand in the longest run standin Kidnap rap seven years, no ransom Can't one nigga get it back no rap Young Hov's goin to Canton, I'm now eligible [Chorus:] Point out the bounce - and show you how to get this dough in Large amounts 'til it's hard to count Point out the bounce - I turn a 8 to an ounce To a whole ki to the are. O. C. Point out the bounce - Timbo the king nigga Uhh, yeah, uhh Point out the bounce - jeah, Young Hov' the king nigga Uhh, I got y'all.. [Jay-Z] For those that think Hov' fingers bling bling'n Either haven't heard the album or they don't know english They only know what the single is, and singled that out To be the meaning of what he is about And bein I'm about my business, not minglin much Runnin my mouth, that shit kept lingerin But no dummy, that's the shit I'm sprinklin The album width to keep the registers ringin In real life, I'm much more distinguished I'm like a bloke from London, England Jeah, you jinglin baby See I go right back and I bring 'em in baby Business mind of a Ross Perot, but never lost my soul Crossed the line, I bought pop across the row Then I walk through the hood, where they up to no good Slangin them O's like a real O. G. Should Oh, he's good, no he would never sell out he's so young [Chorus:] [Kanye West] Magazines call me a rock star, girls call me c*** star Billboard, pop star, neighborhood block star Chi-Town go-gettin pimps, we mobsters Gingerbread Man even said, "You're a monster!" Yeah, that's how I feel To be down, you must appeal To the crew, we're rated are O. C., O. G., Bobby Johnson son Ask me, "Rey-Rey, is that yo' car?" I seen mtv, I know who you are You did "Takeover," do you got beef with Nas? I did take over the game, brought back the soul Got tracks to go, got plaques that's gold Platinum to go, yeah that's the flow All I, know, I gots the flow And I don't play cause I'm from Chicago [Chorus:] Point out the bounce [repeat 5X]
11. I Did It My Way

    Letra

    [singing: Paul Anka + (Jay-Z)] Now, the end is near (Can you believe this shit Guru?) So I face (I'm from the hood man) the final curtain (No the real hood the hood, not the rap hood) (The real hood, like three pair of pants) My friends, I'll say it clear (pair of sneakers) (My moms is bustin her ass) State my case (nigga I'm goin to Japan tomorrow!) Which I'm certain (You understand what I'm sayin? Can you believe that?) I lived a life that's full (They have people, waitin) (at the airport like five days like I'm a Beatle or somethin) (That's really somethin!) And I travelled each, and every highway (Seen the best of the best, the worst of the worst) and more Much more than this (still here) I did it myyyyyy wayyyyyyy Let's try this one [Jay-Z + (singer)] Uhh, yeah... Gangsta nigga! Put my hustle down, tore the game up nigga Took your high score down, put my name up nigga Tore the doors down 'til the Hall of Fame is Jigga I did it my way (and more.. Much more than this) That's right, it's a beautiful thing man! (I did it myyyyyy wayyyyyyy) I did it my way -- Hovi baby! Momma's youngest and strongest, survived summers like saunas Mastered a corner like Deion in his uniform Pop hurtin assertive, flirted with death Damn near murdered before my first album hit the shelf Grandma's favorite, she could not understand How there's people in the world who wouldn't want me as a neighbor Has to explain to her, you think these folks want me in the penthouse As a reminder that I make top paper? Black entrepeneur, nobody did us no favors Nobody gave us shit, we made us The Rap Pack, I'm Sinatra, Dame's Sam Davis Big's the smart one on the low like Dean Martin We came in this game, not beggin niggaz pardon Demandin y'all respect, hand over a check And while y'all at it, hand over the jet We the reason they ain't hand over Def Jam so quick They new every year I was droppin new product I was raisin the stock up, while buildin the Roc up But that's alright, cause they knew they had to see us When it was time for us to re-up, make us multi-million-ires Je-je-jeah! (And more, much more than this; I did it myyyyyy wayyyyyyy) Jeah! "In My Lifetime" I caught smaller cases, but I had capital Hypocritic system let me right back at you You better hope a rich rapper never attacks you Not even that scratches you, 'specially if you black dude They don't give a shit unless the accused just happen to rap And they can look good by paintin him as bad news Cause in my past, I seen dudes get half of they views Exposed to the curb and nobody said a word So imagine how disturbed I was When I seen how big they made my fight scene at the club Let me explain exactly how this shit was This nigga Un yo I scratched him, he went home without an aspirin But it's cool cause he's back friends, and half-inning is over It's in the past and I'm glad, now I'm back to bein Hova Me back with the chaffeur, laid back Helicopter seat, feat inclined, shit feelin like a sofa Helicopter meet me, Teta Vero(?) take me over Somewhere peaceful for the weekend now it's back to speakin of vultures So the next time that page six approaches us Here's a quote from Jay, nigga I did it my - way (And more, much more than this; I did it myyyyyy wayyyyyyy)

Disco 2

1. Diamond Is Forever

   Letra

   Can you hear me now? Good! (Blueprint 2 baby!) The best of times, it was the worst of times (aoww) It's "The Gift & the Curse" [Chorus: Jay-Z] are. O. C. Yeah, number one click here If you represent us, throw them diamonds up yeah Now let's be clear, I ain't goin no-Where Now that you know, holla at your boy hov'.. (Hov', Hov', Hov') (Hov', Hov', Hov', Hov') [overlapping first Chorus] Yeah, Roc-A-Fella Records You know what diamond is We ain't goin nowhere, put your diamonds up [Jay-Z] Standin in my b-boy stance Free, Beans, Memphis where you at nigga? (Right here) Snatch Cam and it's a rap This here rap belong to us, nobody strong as us, it's a fact Hold up I'm just warmin up, gimme a second to get it back Young Chris, Neek what? Oschino and Sparks Next summer's yo' summer, tear this motherfucker up Young is eternal, my young'uns'll burn you "The Blueprint" birthed, nigga I earthed you, you can't be serious Young cause I'm thirty-two, dressed like I'm twenty-two Flow like a 18, do what I wanna do Goin on my 8th ring, got Phil Jackson's and Flow is black magic, I'm at it again Rose Bowl with black karats, "Horse & Carriage" to spend Like Mason Betha, chasin this cheddar, to the end Of the road because the end I'm told is nearer than we know What can I say but live for today, hov'! [Chorus:] [Jay-Z] 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, fuck 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 nigga to do? I bring the brothers to the building give a feeling that I don't Give a fuck we just chillin watchin chandelier ceilings high as fuck 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'ma Victim of a single parent household, born in a mousehole Mousetrap, niggaz 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 niggaz die Born in the city where the skinny niggaz ride And as a skinny nigga I had beef with high size [Chorus:]
2. Guns & Roses
3. U Don´t Know (Remix)
4. Met The Parents
5. Some How Some Way

   Letra

   [Chorus:] (Please believe that) Some how some way We gotta make it up out the hood some day Some how some way We gotta make it up out this life Some how some way We gotta make it up out this life Some way we gotta make it up out this life [Jay-Z] Weather we dribble out this motherfucker Rap metaphors and riddle out this motherfucker Work second floors, hospital out this motherfucker Some how we gotta get up out this motherfucker Some day the cops will kill a motherfucker I don't always want to be this drug dealing Motherfucker damn Wish I could take us all on this magic carpet ride Through the sky I Use to play the hall up fifth floor me and my boys we All poor getting high I Seen the worst of the worst I deserve every blessing I received I'm from the dirt I planted my seed on unfertile land Myrtle Park Marcy, Flushing and Nostrand and Still I grew some how I knew the sun will shine through And touch my soul take hold of my hand Look man a tree grows in Brooklyn [Chorus:] Some how some way I gotta make it up out the hood someday Some how some way I gotta make it up out this life Some way I gotta make it up out this hood someday [Beanie Sigel] [Talking:] To old Nell, Sigel street I ain't forget you Twenty niggas on the block trying to chase that buck Nosey neighbors and haters keep their face on stuck Cops roll up on the pavement break the dice games up Behind smoke kids can't chase the ice cream truck Girls fighting over Rollie young boys hype things up Niggas fighting over Cold young boys light things up All the petty ass wars fuck the night scene up Remember Lil' Eddie man how he light mean up Then they wonder why we light green up Back to back steamers trying to relax but I can't I lean up ain't the L or the refer that steam up It's my head stress to the point I get a fever Thinking bout the block and all the mothers and kids That can't leave and how the Chinks gotta feed'em For the rest of their life fucking wings fried Vegetable rice(gotta be kidding) No breakfast Cap'n Crunch at night Our kids eating lunch at night In their beds all bunched in tight No less than three or four(you know how it go) Two by the foot two by the headboard Man I'm getting scared for them (Yeah I know) That's how I feel for them And we gotta grip the shorties on the block All they do is smoke weed and drink forties Cop their quarties Enough to get the latest roc, newest glock, and old Jordies [Chorus:] Some how some way We gonna make it up out the hood someday Some how some way We gonna make it up out this life Some how some way We gonna make it up out the hood one day Some way we gonna make it up out this life [Scarface] Right here another lil' story bout this click I claimed Another chapter based on how I get that game Hanging round my neighborhood and bang my street Sit and watch the passer-bys play my sweep South-side sunny side Blocks I run South Vegas, South Paul Nigga all got guns Over here we got this poor [?] get that there We know tomorrow ain't promise so we get that there Fuck sitting in the living room guarding the steps Working inside a slump house starving to death Serving these nigga flippers, quarter-ounces and Zippers agents snapping your picture neighbors Plotting to get ya Situations is critic I was out here to get it Living it like a savage cause nigga I gotta have it And holding back all the mothers for a minute Pumping hard dog Erase enough to walk it down and fuck it all dog Love being willied and your creek gonna rise I'm be a nigga and these streets gonna rise (Some how some way) (Some how some way) I'm be a nigga and these streets gonna rise [Chorus:] Some how some way We gotta make it up out the hood some day Some how some way We gotta make it up out this life Some how some way We gotta make it up out the hood some day Some way we gotta make it up out this life [Whistling]
6. Some People Hate

   Letra

   [unknown singing] That old fashioned word.. It's a word called love! Called looooove, called looo-oooo-oooo-oooo-oooo-ove [Jay-Z] Oh! This must be the way the nigga 'Pac felt when he made "Me Against the World," "All Eyez on Me" Y'all niggaz got me feelin like all eyes on me, me against the world Mmm, y'all got me on my shit Thought niggaz would appreciate what I did to this game Bein that, I'm flesh of your flesh, blood of your blood Come from the same hood you come from We share basically the same stories Thought niggaz would appreciate what I came and did Since ninety-six, every year Somethin must be seriously wrong with the world I know y'all ain't hatin (Some people hate!) Don't tell me niggaz is hatin (Some people hate!) Nah.. You know what I think? (Some people hate!) I think.. (I think they've lost their minds) Think y'all lost your mind Y'all got me on my shit Raw rough and rugged, when addressin the mass public My attitude is fuck it cause motherfuckers love it Got a, chip on my shoulder the size of the Golden Nugget in Vegas And fuck bein famous, I came to get the butters I came from the gutter, my success in this game Is sort of like "Pro-jectic Justice," a payment for brushes With police officers, a peace offering From the Gods for the streets I was tossed in 'Til I'm deceased in a coffin I'ma be a beast on these beats, releasin early and often Please, your disdain for the brothers ain't gon' change the numbers It's the strengthenin of chain among us Please, we ain't afraid of none of yas, who want it with us? Ain't nuttin changed since the ninety-six summers, c'mon (Some people hate!) Jeah, uh, yeah (Some people hate!) Uh, uhh, uhh (Some people hate!) Yeah.. You know what I think? (I think they've lost their minds) They say success breeds envy I guess it's just the penalty of leadership I guess I'm what niggaz wanna be and shit Or niggaz just bored, wanna be in shit 'Fore they get to rappin, start believin it Think they Ali and shit I roll with the punches so I survive I bob and weave, move my feet from side to side I'm back, stronger than ever, surprise surprise They try to take me out the game, but I's alive It's like a old negro spiritual, but I mastered Tobey With a splash of Monster Kody, shoot faster than Kobe, nigga You bastards know me, the one and only Big homey from the Roc, I think you pastors lonely You need Jesus in your life.. It's either that Or y'all gon' make me put the double Desert Eagles in your life, nigga! (Some people hate!) I know niggaz are hatin man, let me find out (Some people hate!) Jealousy's a weak emotion, y'all gotta overcome that man (Some people kill their brothers) C'mon man be stronger than that.. You know what I think? (I think they've lost their minds) You'll be aight though Au contraire nigga, I am here cause I earned the shit By ridin out, when niggaz had learner's permit We bring the knives out, or we let them burners spit I bring them pies out if niggaz wanna burn the strip Bring your rides out, bring your buggy eyes out, turn your 6 I laid back in the Maybach Nigga this the payback, I know you bitch niggaz from way back Niggaz wanna clown but the pound it don't play dat Get yourself found, drowned, where the lake at Run up on 'em +Notoriously+, "Take that!" (take that) And then we comin where your wake at Eight maniac cats strapped with gats, you can hate that Face facts, fake rap cats Can't take back what I took back to the Brook', look (Some people hate!) (Some people hate!) (Some people kill their brothers) (I think they've lost their minds) (And I'm hung up.. Ohh..)
7. Blueprint 2

   Letra

   [Jay-Z] Jay-Z this, Jay-Z that (Jay-Z won't hold my hand no more) Jay-Z this, Jay-Z that Jay-Z that, Jay-Z this (Jay-Z won't give me no money) Get off Jay-Z dick What y'all niggas get front page articles, y'all mention Jay-Z name (This thing on?) Jay-Z, Jay-Z, in Jay-Z news I understand what y'all trying to do I brought the flutes this time, though I unleashed the flutes on them, guru Gimme some more music in the headphone Let's get the proceedings proceeding this evening Let's do this thing (let's do it right this time) C'mon H, O V A I got my mojo back baby, oh behave Naw, naw, don't be afraid Y'all and your articles, hard to spit at Jay Y'all from afar threw thoughts my way What you thought, I would naught have nothing to say? Nope! Y'all fell into the booby trap I set the trap just to see dude react, and now And now you'se can't leave You opened the door god, I'm at you annually And I'm sorry Miss Rosie Perez I call a spade a spade, it just is what it is But you can't give cred to anything dude says Same dude to give you ice and you owe him some head (Shortyyyy!) It's time to wake up the dead You sound a little naive in them articles that I read [Hook (x2)] H, O V A The Blueprint 2 baby, on the way H, O V A I got my mojo back baby, oh behave [Jay-Z] Can't y'all, see that he's fake, the rap version of TD jakes Prophesizing on your CDs and tapes Won't break you a crumb of the little bit that he makes And this is with whom you want to place your faith? I put dollars on mine, ask Columbine When the Twin Towers dropped, I was the first in line Donating proceeds off every ticket sold When I was out on the road, that's how you judge Hov, no? Ain't I supposed to be absorbed myself? Every time there's a tragedy, I'm the first one to help They call me this misogynist, but they don't call me the dude To take his dollars to give gifts at the projects These dudes is all politics, depositing checks They put in they pocket, all you get in return is a lot of lip And y'all buy the shit, caught up in the hype Cause the nigga wear a coofie, it don't mean that he bright Cause you don't understand him, it don't mean that he nice It just means you don't understand all the bullshit that he write Is it "Oochie Wally Wally" or is it "One Mic"? Is it "Black Girl Lost" or shorty owe you for ice? I've been real all my life, they confuse it with conceit Since I will not lose, they try to help him cheat But I will not lose, for even in defeat There's a valuable lesson learned, so it evens it up for me When the grass is cut, the snakes will show I gotta thank the little homie Nas for that though Saving me the hassle of speaking to half of these assholes And I'ma let karma catch up to Jaz-O, whoa I'm back before you had a chance to miss me My mama can't save you this time, niggas is history Who you know flow vicious as me? Yet so religiously, that's why they call me Hov I get the spoils cause the victor is me (me, nigga) You're an actor, you're not who you're depicted to be The street dreamin, all y'all niggas living through me I gave you life when niggas was forgetting you emcee I'm a legend, you should take a picture with me You should be happy to be in my presence, I should charge you a fee I'm Big Dog, Glenn Rob, listen God you a flea And the little homey Jungle is a garden to me What's the problem B? You not as hard as me Nigga hard as we, nigga R O C, nigga That's why they follow me, they feel my pain and my agony, nigga I won't rest till you on one knee You want war then it's war's gonna be, nigga Until you on one knee, you want war then it's war's gonna be, nigga [Hook (x2)]
8. Nigga Please
9. 2 Many Hoes

   Letra

   Uhh, yeah, uh-uhh-uh Uh-huh, uh-uh-uhh, uhh, uhh I ain't tryin to be rude dude But give a nigga some space I ain't tryin to be rude dude Just, give a nigga some space Just tryin to talk honey dog I ain't got time to waste (check it) [Jay-Z sings] Why is you over here lookin at me While all these girls up in here? [Jay-Z] What you gay? Nigga Jay straight like indian hair Y'all don't want me to spray the semi in here I mean if you a fan I consider you fam' But shake a nigga hand, but shit god damn All that ("Do you remember me dawg?") Nah I'm drawin a blank You got me feelin like a fish, in a fish tank Just think, if you came to a club Tryin to find a little hon for some one-night love 'Stead you got another nigga all up in your mug You make me uncomfortable thug, go thatta-way! And kill the ice grill homes Cause I keep enough heat to melt that away I came in some sweats, I came to get met Tryin to find a chick that make it hard for me to "next!" We exit stage left, hope in the Lexus Treat me like a baby, mouth on her breast-es .. May I suggest that it's A lot of long-legged chicks in short-ass dresses .. Go find you one Go get your dance on, go grind on one, damn .. Go find you one Go get your dance on, go grind on one [Chorus:] Quick question - yo, why you over here? So many hoes in here My office hours 9 to 5, whyon'tcha call me there It's so many hoes in here I ain't tryin to be rude dude, whyon'tcha dissapear? There's so many hoes in here I understand you got issues but I really don't care There's so many hoes in here [Jay-Z] Yea yea yea I know you rap and your sister spit too You been callin the office and you can't get through I understand all that, but now ain't the time I came to the club to get that off my mind And all you thugs with your war stories startin to bore me I ain't tryin to hear about your guts and glory I'm tryin to hear B. I. G. And some cuts from Nore And you keep talkin over the beat like Clue ("Do you remember?") .. Go find somethin to do You're a janitor, go find somethin to screw Disappear like Copperfield, go cop a feel Play hide and seek witchaself for real, huh The chick came dressed up just to get messed up She got her hair done, just to get it sweated up shit I'm tryin to help her out Whyon'tcha help me out and be out? [Chorus:] [Jay-Z] Jeah, jeah, jeah [Timbaland: repeat 3X] You're invadin my space You need to, be easy, ahh You're invadin my space C'mon dawg, be easy, ahh [Timbaland] Uh-uh, I don't know why they do that Heh, I don't understand Heh, what you need to do, is.. [Timbaland: repeat 3X] Stop spittin in my face and go talk to them hoes in here C'mon dawg, stop spittin in my face and go talk to them hoes in here Be easy
10. As One

    Letra

    [Rell] We're the ones with the flame ([Jay-Z:] "Yeah") We're the fire that remains ([Jay-Z:] "Turn Rell up a little bit") We're controllin' the game from now on ([Jay-Z:] "Huh") [Jay-Z] Yeah! It's the world reknown Internationally connected Locally accepted Roc-A-Fella Records Don't get it confused ([Rell:] "Roc, baby") Doin' what we do ([Rell:] "It's The Roc, baby") B. Sig., Rell, Peedi Crakk, Free, Young H-O, Bleek ([Rell:] "You understand") Introducin' [Young Chris] It's Young C ([Neef:] "Young C!") Home of Philly, young and hungry All the girlies wanna fall in lust with me And every hood in the world discussin' me I hated once when I didn't give it up to Neef [Neef] It's Neef Buck ([Chris:] "Neef Buck!") Out the cut ([Chris:] "Out the cut!") All the haters wanna claim that they fuck with us It ain't a game, niggas know that they Toys R Us They can't fuck with us [Young Chris] AAAWWWWWW [Sparks] I'm the one Man I'm money, hoes, clothes and shows To do with your ho all wrapped in one I'm not done Man, I'm the shit after it's all said and done The one to cop one, come back for another one Quick fast, like rapid refund I'm the grrrrrrr mean green out the money machine I'm not done I'm Omilio, and interviews thought you could hold Sparks in the hood [Jay-Z] And you like it [Young Chris] All those haters talkin shit we don't like it [Beanie Sigel] We love it That black mask, black glove shit Roll up on him don't budge, bitch With my mack, and my tech And my vest, just like that For them niggas thinkin' Mack Milli not really from the streets I'm that gallstone trapped in the belly of the beast [Rell] Those seen here we'll lead you forever And we will not leave you, never And our voices will ring ([Sparks:] "rrriinngg") together As one [Young Chris] AAAWWWWW [Freeway] It's young Free Move, workin' the wheel Hand jerkin' the V Busters don't let you crossed the line Thinkin I'm off my job But I'm on like Chris when he popped his cuz Thinkin them slugs'll fly [Peedi Crakk] Call me P.C. Tempers feelin', I peel Look how I'm killin' the wheel The fitted tilt to the left The shirt blend with the sweats Your girls skirts invest She undressin', don't stare Check the picture nigga [Jay-Z] I'm the one Young H-O, a game of one What you think I'd do to the brain of that dame you brung Listen hon, twist one, this Armi, sip some It's only 40 proof, it feel like 151 When I'm done Make a run with The Roc Rock Air Force 1's Rock a bun, hide shit in her hair when I come Through customs, cops can't bust him It's Hov the Hustler, I'm having one hell of a run [Jay-Z] And you like it [Young Chris] All those haters talkin' shit we don't like it [Memphis Bleek] No, we love it I got a mommy with a body, don't touch it You can't fuck wit Young Easy, I on the Just Blaze production You get nothin' We get enough spins Can't stop us from coppin bottles while we clubbin' It's the R-O-C forever, tell the public, huh! [Rell] Those seen here we'll lead you forever And we will not leave you, never And our voices will ring ([Sparks:] "rrriinngg") together As one [Young Chris] AAAWWWWW
11. A Ballad for the Fallen Soldier

    Letra

    [Jay-Z] This here's a ballad for all the fallen soldiers I'ma bout 'ta show you how a hustlers life (this is life man) And a soldier's life, parallel And the one thing they got in common is pain (forget about me for a second) Picture split screen On one side we got a hustler getting ready for the block (human beings) Other side you got the soldier getting ready for bootcamp (soldiers) They're both at war (this is life) Stay with us [Chorus:] Did you ever notice, before you think, life goes fast So don't you worry, about what you see, it will pass [Verse:] You lost him mama, the wars calling him Feel it's his duty to fall in line with all of them He's a soldier Rose through the ranks as the head of your house hold Now it's time to provide bank Like he's supposed tah Now just remember while he's going to November There's part of him growing up His shirts soaks up your tears as he holds yah Your heart beatin so fast speeding his pulse up Yeah I know it sucks, Life aint a rose bud A couple of speed bumps You gotta take your lumps Off to Bootcamp, the worlds facing terror Bin Laden been happenin in Manhatten Crack was anthrax back then, back when Police was Al'Qaeda to black men While I was out there hustling sinning with no religion He was off the wall killing for a living [Chorus:] [Verse 2:] Days turn to nights, nights turn to years Years turn to "how the fuck we make it in here?" My barracks average couple fights a day Get you locked in a hole wont see the light of day And I feel like I'm just writing my life away I never thought shit could end up quite this way There's a war going on outside no man is safe from I'm here for the good fight only the fakes run I'm here for the purple heart, if I can't take one For my team or my siblings what's my reason for living? I love my niggas more then anything else This war's about my family, me needin the wealth You don't understand how useless as men we felt Till you become a 5 star general Shout out to my niggas that's locked in jail P. O. W. 's that's still in the war for real [Chorus:] Your baby boy is getting grown So your baby boy is moving on I've gotta chase (gotta chase it) If I'm gonna make it (gonna make it) Your baby boy is getting grown So your baby boy is moving on I'm gonna make it Even if I gotta take it (gotta take it) [Verse 3:] Mama said pray your sons becoming a man This wars taxin to 'em like Uncle Sam He ain't gonna always make the right choice, understand Every choice that he make he makes it for his fam It's death before dishonour And if he's gone you should honor his memory Don't cry we all gonna die eventually But if he's locked in the penetentiary send him some energy They all winners to me (What's up kid?) [Chorus:]