Jay-Z

Jay-Z

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  • Jay-Z Oh My God Lyrics

           

    [Verse One]

    Pops sped off
    Left Mom with a bundle of
    Joy ya boy
    Smack dab in the jungle
    Took tunnel vision
    But he would soon become a mogul
    But first he brought that crack back like a yo-yo
    Don't play with my yo-yo
    Loco niggas in the hood
    First niggas hating on me
    It's all good
    I'm buying things like my sh*t don't stink
    Gucci links and Gucci gooses
    Watching too many movies
    Bulletproof this
    Had some nerve
    Like pulling tooths
    When you sixteen, coming through roofless
    Yeah ya boy ruthless
    Like Ice Cube was
    Turn the whole city on
    I'm the new plug
    So if this is your first time hearing this
    You are about to experience someone so cold
    A journey seldom seen
    The American dream
    From the bottom to the top of the globe
    They call me HOV

    [Chorus]

    They gunning for me
    Wanna see me fall
    You know my story
    I been through it all
    Nights I felt like dying
    But I ain't crying
    What didn't kill me
    Made me strong as iron
    I am
    I am
    Oh my God, HOV

    [Verse Two]

    Now I'm knee-deep in the concrete
    Like the streets made of quicksand beyond deep
    I got a chemical romance, two left feet
    So now I dance with the devil, please GOD
    Save me from the black parade, release me
    My life like Grand Theft Auto PSP
    I'm in the Volvo puffing on the la la
    Ducking from the po-po
    Every time I drive by
    Say hi to the bad guy
    All my momma friends is like hmm hmm hmm
    Would you just look at him
    So sorry dear momma for your embarrassment
    Give me a couple years I pray I never sin
    Got all these rival dealers trying to do me in
    And all these little rappers don't know how prepared for them I am. I am.
    I'm feeling like the world's against me Lord
    Call me crazy but I love them odds

    [Chorus]

    [Verse Three]

    Now these baby ballers toy rappers
    Calling out my name to bring the boy backwards
    Shooting air balls at the basket
    What you call money I paid more in taxes
    I got crowned came down in Africa
    Down in Nigeria do you have any idea
    Sold out shows in Seoul Korea
    Jo-berg, Dublin, Tanzania
    Lunch with Mandela, dinner with Cavalli
    Still got time to give water out to everybody
    Everybody fall back
    Y'all rapping I'm reenacting
    CNN you see it's accurate
    ESPN see me in action
    Monday nights when the half ends
    When you ten years in holla back then


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