Jay-zMoment Of Clarity

(Woooooo) (Yeah) (Turn the music up turn the lights down i'm in my zone) [Chorus] Thank God for grantin me this moment of clarity This moment of honesty The world'll feel my truths Through my Hard Knock Life time My Gift and The Curse I gave you volume after volume of my work So you can feel my truths I built the Dynasty by being one of the realest niggas out Way beyond a Reasonable Doubt (Yall can't fill my shoes) From my Blueprint beginnings To that Black Album endin Listen close you hear what i'm about Nigga feel my truths [Verse One] When pop died Didn't cry Didn't know him that well Between him doin Heroine And me doin Crack sales With that in the egg shell Standin at the tabernacle Rather the church Pretending to be hurt Wouldn't work So a smirk was all on my face Like damn that mans face was just like my face So pop i forgive you For all the shit that i live through It wasn't all your fault Homie you got caught And to the same game i fault That Uncle Ray lost My big brothers and so many others i saw I'm just glad we got to see each other Talk and re-meet each other Save a place in Heaven Til the next time we meet forever [Chorus] [Verse Two] The music business hate me Cause the industry ain't make me Hustlers and boosters embrace me And the music i be makin I dumb down for my audience And double my dollars They criticize me for it Yet they all yell "Holla" If skills sold Truth be told I'd probably be Lyricly Talib Kweli Truthfully I wanna rhyme like Common Sense (But i did five Mil) I ain't been rhymin like Common Sense When your sense got that much in common And you been hustlin since Your inception Fuck perception Go with what makes sense Since I know what i'm up against We as rappers must decide what's most impor-tant And i can't help the poor if i'm one of them So i got rich and gave back To me that's the win, win The next time you see the homie and his rims spin Just know my mind is workin just like them (The rims that is) [Chorus] [Verse Three] My homie Sigel's on a tier Where no tears should fall Cause he was on the block where no squares get off See in my inner circle all we do is ball Til we all got triangles on our wall He ain't just rappin for the platinum Yall record I recall Cause i really been there before Four scores and seven years ago Prepared to flow Prepare for war I shall fear no man You don't hear me though These words ain't just paired to go In one ear out the other ear NO YO My balls and my word is alls i have What you gonna do to me? Nigga scars'll scab What you gonna box me homie? I can dodge and jab Three shots couldn't touch me Thank God for that I'm strong enough to carry Biggie Smalls on my back And the whole BK nigga holla back [Chorus]
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