Jay-Z

[fox69]

"You're Welcome"
(feat. Mary J. Blige & Swizz Beatz)

"You're Welcome"
(feat. Mary J. Blige & Swizz Beatz)



[Intro: Mary J. Blige]
Turn, turn me up a little bit, when that music comes in it gets loud

[Jay-Z:] Swizzy!

[Swizz Beatz (Jay-Z) {Mary J. Blige}:]
YES! Hands up! Hands up! Hands up high!
Hands up! Hands up! Hands up high! {La dee da da da! }
(It be very different now, Swizzy)
Hands up! Hands up! Hands up high! Hands up! Hands up! Hands up high!
{Oh oh oh! }
(I need everybody put your hands up, wave from side to side right quick for me)
Slow down HOV your killin 'em

[Verse 1: Jay-Z (Swizz Beatz)]
Yeah! You would think I was on 'roids
I been hittin so long and I'n a big headed boy
Nah we ain't on HGH
Though I might pick up some weight when I'm runnin through your state
(Runnin through your state!) Nah nah nah we ain't on the clear
We on the runway in back to back Lairs (In the air!)
Yeah Yeah! It's Ms. No More Drama
And Barack Obama rhymers feel honored (Talk to 'em HOV)
I put my life on these tracks
You act like y'all don't wanna p-pay me for the facts
Luckily my therapy is to rap
I just bare my soul I don't expect nothin back (Get it up!)
Your all welcome long as you felt them
I was 'gon get mine you know where the hell I'm from
I'm from the bottom so I do this from the diapers (Stinky!)
Quick fast turn the big apple into cider (Nasty!)
I do this, I'm a writer and a rider
Spew it cause I'm nicer but I do this for the lifers (Tell 'em again Hov!)
I'm a writer and a rider
Spew it cause I'm nicer but I do this for the lifers, your welcome

[Chorus: Mary J. Blige - singing in tune of Slick Rick's "La Di Da Di"]
To all of y'all, keepin y'all in health
Just to see you smile and enjoy yourself
Your ahhhh-lll,.. your ahhhh-ll
Your ahhhh-ll are welcome (Yeah! Now everybody get yo' hands up)

[Swizz Beatz:]
Hands up, hands up, hands up, high!
Hands up, hands up, hands up, high!

[Mary J. Blige (Swizz Beatz):]
Your ahhhh-lll,.. your ahhhh-ll
Your ahhhh-ll are welcome (Slow down HOV Your killin 'em!)

[Verse 2: Jay-Z (Mary J. Blige) {Swizz Beatz}]
Yeah yeah, you probably never see again
(Uh-ah!) Somebody so deadly via the pen (No never no)
Viva Hovito bandito muy bien
Big up to Biggie and Pac, I do it for them
Until I rich Kaleek, I do it for him
Do it for those who can't do for self do to the pen
May these bars reach through your bar
And ma, when Mary sing it heals your heart {Hands up! }
God so Lisa Stansfield you are
Love Is A Battlefield we all get scarred {OH! }
AH! I put my heart into this
This is much more than marketed music
The reason I got a market to do this
As there's people goin through pain I'm just walkin 'em through this
(I'm here for you) This ain't no marketed music
People goin through pain I'm just talkin 'em through it, your welcome

[Chorus: Mary J. Blige - singing in tune of Slick Rick's "La Di Da Di"]
To all of y'all, keepin y'all in health
Just to see you smile and enjoy yourself
Your ahhhh-lll,.. your ahhhh-ll
Your ahhhh-ll are welcome (Yeah! Now everybody get yo' hands up)

[Swizz Beatz:]
Hands up, hands up, hands up, high!
Hands up, hands up, hands up, high!

[Mary J. Blige (Swizz Beatz):]
Your ahhhh-lll,.. your ahhhh-ll
Your ahhhh-ll are welcome (Slow down Mary your killin 'em!)

[Verse 3: Mary J. Blige (Swizz Beatz)]
If it wasn't for your love it would all be a dream
And you made our dreams come true
That's why y'all don't need to thank us
Cause we do this all for you (Talk to 'em Mary!)
We know what you were goin through
Because we were goin through it too
When no one seems to understand
We were always there to hold your hand

[Verse 4: Jay-Z (Swizz Beatz)]
Sure I taught you 'bout watch brands and watch bands
I also said watch the man hoppin out of vans (WOO!)
I ain't only teach you about Efizel
I told you how to fish and not let other n****s feed you, your welcome

[Chorus: Mary J. Blige - singing in tune of Slick Rick's "La Di Da Di"]
To all of y'all, keepin y'all in health
Just to see you smile and enjoy yourself
Your all are welcome, your all are welcome, your all are welcome

[Outro: Swizz Beatz - *beatbox scratching*]
Now everybody say, M-*juva*-J-*erva*-B
*Eh-uh-eh-evra* H-*erra*-O-*evra*-V
*Eh-uh-eh-evra* M-*juva*-J-*erva*-B
*Eh-uh-eh-evra* H-*erra*-O-*evra*-V
Now-now-now-now-now-now-now
Knock 'em out the box, k-k-k-knock 'em out the box (Mary!)
Knock 'em out the box, k-k-k-knock 'em out the box (HOV!)
Knock 'em out the box, k-k-k-knock 'em out the box, (Swizzy!)
Knock 'em out the box, k-k-k-knock 'em out the box (Individuals!)
HEY! (Get it up!) HO! (Get it up!)
HEY! (Get it up!) HO! (Get it up!)
HEY! (To the left!) HO! (To the right!)
HEY! (To the left!) HO! (Good night!)
Good night! Good night! Good night! Good night!
Good night! Good night! Good night! Good night!
Good night! Good night! Good night! Good night!
Good night! Good night! Good night! Good night!

 

[fox69]

"You, Me, Him And Her"
(feat. Amil, Beanie Sigel, Memphis Bleek)

"You, Me, Him And Her"
(feat. Amil, Beanie Sigel, Memphis Bleek)



[Jay-Z]
Told y'all... Dynasty... Roc-A-Fella Records, you heard me?
Unstoppable, niggaz! Uhh
Memph Bleek.. Amil-lion.. Sigel Sigel ya heard?
It's a Dynasty! Who do you believe?

Jigga Man, mo' better, mo' cheddar
Foes knock the man off your Polo sweater
Roll with the R-O-C, A-Fella
Remember me? The teachers used to fail us
Now it's mo' scrilla, hoe killers
Fo'-wheelers, we - gorillas
Oh please feel us - we heat holders
Fightin? Listen boy, Roy Jones couldn't still us
The plot thickens, the block clickin
We got the game tied up, stop trippin
Jigga Man huh? Sigel Sigel y'all
Memph Bleek what? Amil-lion, uhh
Cat be him, El Cap-i-tan
The fire I spit burn down Happyland
Social Club, we unapproachable thugs
Non-social, gone postal
Great aim, harm the arm close to your toast
like a Don's supposed to, Shawn
I thought I told you, these ain't just vocals
Don't make me take it to the old school
I put holes through your hoes too
through your clothes to the foes to the nigga close to you
Fuck it; Jigga Man huh? Sigel Sigel y'all
Amil-lion what? Memph Bleek..

[Memphis Bleek]
Y'all dudes don't - get it, come widdit
Fifth loaded with slugs that'll rest in your fitted
It's M dot E-M, the Roc be them
Got the mamis sayin look, who can stop be them?
You wan' press your dumb luck, get blam blam-ed up
I crush your larynx, you talk 'bout us nigga
No obituary, I get it critical
You know Memph'll hit the pall bearer liftin you
When I cock the plastic, make 'em drop the casket
When it's hot, I'm blastin, it's the Roc, you bastards
Jigga Man what? Amil-lion yeah
Memph Bleek huh? Sigel Sigel c'mon
Spit acid, c'mon
Witcha bullshit smash hit, get your bullshit smashed in
Niggaz wanna front and get jumped
Bet the ruger give your right side a nice-sized lump
Nigga, we are, the supreme squad
You can dream hard but reality is
we push the dream cars, fuck the queen broads
puff the green raw, we as real as it get
We the R-O-C dot A dot Fellas
Bitches don't talk to us, the hoes they e-mail us
Nigga, Jigga Man what? Memph Bleek huh?
Amil-lion yeah, Sigel Sigel rap

[Beanie Sigel]
R (dot) O (dot) C (dot) stop
From tower to mind pop, I move out stop
Shower your mind block, move out with glocks
Raw to the cook, look, move out them blocks
Take it to the bucks who be grindin it up
Usually take it to the dubs so they diamond it up
Competition, linin 'em up
Forty-five ACP, let me squeeze lime 'em up
You want, drama what? Well silence it up
Since a young buck, violent as fuck
Wettin me dog, the high will do it; I used to wild off embalmin fluid
I send niggaz to the trauma unit
Forty-five or the nine'll do it
I fuck around and have your moms go through it - I'm a beast!
Shit, niggaz always wanna ye shit, then they wanna cease shit
when they motherfuckin peeps hit
But I don't cease nuttin, I decease som'un
I fuck around and have you sleepin underneath som'un
Jigga Man what? Sigel Sigel y'all
Memph Bleek uh, Amil-lion right

[Amil]
Yo, A to the M-I, feminist
Holdin the semi, leave niggaz faced with a dilemmi
Am I, gon' run or stay, can I
get away no you can't can't I surrendi?
And I, lazy bop, Mercedes hot
In my way through the tunnel like Lady Di

[Jay-Z]
Jigga Man huh? Sigel Sigel y'all
Memph Bleek what? Amil-lion uhh

 

[fox69]

"Young Forever"
(feat. Mr Hudson)

"Young Forever"
(feat. Mr Hudson)



[Mr. Hudson]
Let’s dance in style,
Let’s dance for a while,
Heaven can wait we’re only watching the skies
Hoping for the best but expecting the worst,
Are you gonna drop the bomb or not?
Let us die young or let us live forever,
We don’t have the power but we never say never,
Sitting in a sandpit,
Life is a short trip,
The music’s for the sad man,

[Chorus]
Forever young,
I wanna be forever young
Do you really want to live forever?
Forever and ever
Forever young I wanna be
Forever young
Do you really want to live forever?
Forever, forever

[Jay-Z]
So we live a life like a video
When the sun is always out and you never get old
And the champagne’s always cold
And the music is always good
And the pretty girls just happen to stop by in the hood
And they hop their pretty ass up on the hood of dat pretty ass car
Without a wrinkle in today
Cuz there is no tomorrow
Just some picture perfect day
To last a whole lifetime
And it never ends
Cos all we have to do is hit rewind
So lets just stay in the moment, smoke some weed,
Drink some wine,
Reminisce talk some shit forever young is in your mind
Leave a mark that can’t erase neither space nor time
So when the director yells cut,
I’ll be fine,
I’m forever young...

[Chorus]

[Jay-Z]
Fear not when, fear not why,
Fear not much while were alive,
Life is for living not living up tight,
See ya somewhere up in the sky,
Fear not die, I'll be alive for a million years, bye bye,
So not for legends, I'm forever young
My name shall survive
Through the darkest blocks, over kitchen stoves,
Over Pyrex pots, my name shall be passed down to generations
While debating up in barber shops, young slung, hung here,
Shorty, the nigga from here
With a little ambition just what we can become here,
And as the father passed his story down to his sons ears,
Younger kid, younger every year, yeah
So if you love me baby this is how you let me know.
Don’t ever let me go, thats how you let me know, baby,

[Chorus]

[Jay-Z]
Slamming Bentley doors,
Hopping out of Porsche’s,
Popping up on Forbes lists,
Gorgeous,
Hold up,
Niggas thought I lost it,
They be talking bullshit
I be talking more shit
They nauseous,
Hold up,
I'll be here forever
You know, I'm on my fall shit,
And I ain’t waiting for closure, I will never forfeit,
Less than four bars,
Guru bring the chorus in,
Did you get the picture yet,
I’m painting you a portrait of young...

[Chorus]