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WaRnInG
Jay Z: 99 Problems
(If your havin girl problems i feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
[Verse One]
I got the rap patrol on the gat patrol
Foes that wanna make sure my casket's closed
Rap critics that say he's "Money Cash Hoes"
I'm from the hood stupid what type of facts are those
If you grew up with holes in your zapitos
You'd celebrate the minute you was havin doe
I'm like fuck critics you can kiss my whole asshole
If you don't like my lyrics you can press fast forward
Got beef with radio if i don't play they show
They don't play my hits well i don't give a shit SO
Rap mags try and use my black ass
So advertisers can give em more cash for ads...fuckers
I don't know what you take me as
or understand the intellegence that Jay-Z has
I'm from rags to ritches nigga i ain't dumb
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
[Chorus]
99 Problems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin girl problems i feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
[Verse Two]
The year is '94 and in my trunk is raw
In my rear view mirror is the mother fuckin law
I got two choices yall pull over the car or
Bounce on the devil put the pedal to the floor
Now i ain't tryin to see no highway chase with jake
Plus i got a few dollars i can fight the case
So i...pull over to the side of the road
And i heard "Son do you know why i'm stoppin you for?"
Cause i'm young and i'm black and my hats real low
Do i look like a mind reader sir, i don't know
Am i under arrest or should i guess some mo?
"Well you was doin fifty five in a fifty four"
"Liscense and regestration and step out of the car"
"Are you carryin a weapon on you i know alot of you are"
I ain't steppin out of shit all my papers legit
"Do you mind if i look round the car a little bit?"
Well my glove compartment is locked so is the trunk and the back
And i know my rights so you gon' need a warrent for that
"Aren't you sharp as a tack are some type of lawyer or something?"
"Or somebody important or somethin?"
Nah i ain't pass the bar but i know a little bit
Enough that you won't illegally search my shit
"Well see how smart you are when the K-9's come"
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
[Chorus X2]
[Verse Three]
Now once upon a time not too long ago
A nigga like myself had to strong arm a hoe
This is not a hoe in the sense of havin a pussy
But a pussy havin no God Damn sense, try and push me
I tried to inore him and talk to the Lord
Pray for him, cause some fools just love to perform
You know the type loud as a motor bike
But wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight
The only thing that's gonna happen is i'mma get to clappin
He and his boys gon be yappin to the captain
And there i go traped in the kit kat again
Back through the system with the riff raff again
Fiends on the floor scratchin again
Paparatzi's with they cameras snappin them
D.A. tred to give the nigga the shaft again
Half-a-mil for bail cause i'm African
All because ths fool was horrasin them
Tryin to play the boy like hes saccarin
But ain't nothin sweet 'bout how i hold my gun
I got 99 problems but this bitch ain't one
Hit me
[Chorus X3]
You're crazy for this one Rick
It's your boy)
A SOnG
(SMILEZ & SOUTHSTAR - Tell Me
Album: Crash The Party
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Yea this right here
is goin out to all them girls out there
that did me n south wrong, ya kno?
tell you a lil story its the reason
love, hate, mistakes, tell me wacha think is goin on
we date, all day tell me wacha think is goin on
too late, heartbreak tell me wacha think is goin on
wats goin on wats goin on
yo, eh yo me n miss thang
we run a perfect team
we had all the things all them other couples fiend
love, trust, good sex, and security
if you ever felt weak smilez was your energy
trips across seas, show you the finer things
no more burger king it was fine dine, cuisine
and if it never had it, i dont think it mattered
we were a classic like nas in illmatic
i was so deceived, i thought we had a thing
you used to blow my 2 way up wit 143's
da L-O-V had me blind i would had to see
i trusted my friends, all they were yellin at me
how could you do me so wrong, i dont wanna get dogged
i invested three years ma, plus this song
im so confused, where to go? how do i choose?
i guess to find real love i gotta pay my dues
love, hate, mistakes, tell me wacha think is goin on
we date, all day tell me wacha think is goin on
too late, heartbreak tell me wacha think is goin on
wats goin on wats goin on
it seems so good, yo we used to chill in the hood
you made me feel that tingle in my heart like nobody could
and all the long we stood, when times was hard
even before all this rap shit made me a star
when i was working two jobs, just to survive
when i felt like killin myself you kept me alive
wat a pair, me n you, we was a match
different tastes, but you kno opposites attract
by my side, hold my head, and kept me strong
still trying to figure out, where the hell we went wrong
i did wat i can, young cat made a man
stayed and weathered the storm, when most would of ran
too much pride, and you kno men dont cry
had to let you go even though it hurt inside
all by myself, now i had to turn to these rhymes
its the only way i kno to release my mind.
love, hate, mistakes, tell me wacha think is goin on
we date, all day tell me wacha think is goin on
too late, heartbreak tell me wacha think is goin on
wats goin on wats goin on
its been a while yea you kno time goes fast
let me tell you though, some things still dont pass
sit back in the pad, think about the times we had
try not to let it make me sad, or make me mad
im tryin to move on wit my life, the wound is healed
yea im juss speakin it real, im ready to feel
ready to provide for my seed, a man now
bet you cant believe its me
you ruined a good thing and all of our dreams
tryin to lock me down a lifetime in the beam
monitoring my calls, griping at my dawgs
i never really understood the cause
my friends were your friends
your friends were my friends
your doe was my doe
my doe is my doe
mano y mano
we'll fought this weather,
and everybody thats been throught it
then sing it together.
love, hate, mistakes, tell me wacha think is goin on
we date, all day tell me wacha think is goin on
too late, heartbreak tell me wacha think is goin on
wats goin on wats goin on)
"One's outward appearance pleases another; but while that may be counted attractiveness, it is not beauty. One cannot judge beauty in the absence of knowledge-or love."
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