Jay-Z
Respect the game, that should be it
What you eat, don’t make me shit
Respect the game, that should be it
What you eat, don’t make me shit
And just because you got the best ride Don’t mean you the best guy Like the car, you cant let everybody test drive
I look at you, then you me
Hungry and thirsty are we
Holding the lion’s share
Holding the key
Holding me back cause I’m striving to be…
Better than you
I don’t got the bright watch, I got the right watch
I don’t buy out the bar, I bought the nightspot
I got the right stock
I got stockbrokers that’s movin’ it like white tops
Damn though mans I’m just tryin’ do me
If the record’s two mill’ I’m just tryin’ move three
Emancipate yourself from mental slavery, None but ourselves can free our minds.
Without bling I still gleam
Glisten and shine, man
My food for though so hot it give you dudes ulcers
Yeah you shinin but the only thing you’re leavin out
You’re a candle in the sun – that shit don’t even out
One life to live – notice you get no sequel
So I truly got to live this like my last movie