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It's Alright
[Jay-Z:]
Bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna
ball
Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss
It's Alright, you heard?, It's Alright, Holla
back
Get ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna
smoke
Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc
It's Alright, you heard? It's Alright, yeah yeah
I need a ho in my life to blow on my dice
So we can make our points twice and skate out a
town
I need that glow in my ice, E-Class
Ladies screamin Jigga you know we ease that,
flowin out like Jees-ass
Jay-Z and me holdin the mic
so when you like you find MC's so impolite
And me I'm so into nice, got cats on the corner
like
Don't me and Jigga be flowin alike?
Nah, Not in your life ain't nobody copin like
Mr. Jay-Z, shit you're crazy
I'm hot like the six maybe, Deep dish with the
great seats
I flow greater than you're navigator
I drop in you're town, block you're data
Pimps all comin through with a hot pair of
gators
And a crew with rocks the size of craters
Can't touch like hot potatoes, Ya Heard?
Bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna
ball
Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss
It's Alright, you heard?, It's Alright, Holla
back
Get ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna
smoke
Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc
It's Alright, you heard? It's Alright, Holla
back
[Memphis Bleek:]
In the middle of a war rockin a vest
Who's the illest shorty alive, I confess
I take nine to the chest and I swear to the
heaven sky's, I bless
The mics until the day I rest, till they can
feel what I feel
I'ma try my best, and if you real like I real
you can provide the rest
Anything left out, you can blame it on the
brain, not the heart
I'm playing my part, stretched out, just about
the best out
Any nigga realer than me, is in a messhall with
their chest out
Any rapper with less clout, sell more records
than me
We extort them as soon as they record 'em, Bleek
My name is clear, back when a shorty used to
braid my hair
On the project stairs, Once I drop to a ceaser
Ma I don't need ya
From the block to the hot two-seaters
[Jay-Z:]
Bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna
ball
Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss
It's Alright, you heard?, It's Alright, Holla
back
Get ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna
smoke
Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc
It's Alright, you heard? It's Alright, Check
On the two Jew-el's I blew more money than
Latrell, who else?
They don't know you, think they know you too
well, you jell
Like Flubber I hover above the city in a private
jet, the livest set
Press you're brakes, Feds wanna investigate, Mr.
I don't cop nothin
Less than eight, and anything involved with my
name
Regardless of the fame
It's hard, I can't even walk through Harlem
again,
Charge it to the game, I'm platinum like
American Express
My boy died, and all I did was inherit his
stress
To make every jam tougher, you ain't my man fuck
ya
I suggest let you live right? Negative, I swear
It's dough or die, I hope your soul provides you
with an afterlife
Close you're casket tight
Take you're last two deep breaths and pass the
mic
To Jay-Z nigga, That's Right!!
Bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna
ball
Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss
It's Alright, you heard?, It's Alright, Holla
back
Get ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna
smoke
Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc
It's Alright, you heard? It's Alright |