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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
JAY-Z
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Theron Otis Feemster
Songwriter
Shawn Carter
Songwriter
Chuck Stanton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Theron "Neff-U" Feemster
Producer
Gimel "Young Guru" Keaton
Recording Engineer
Shane "Bermuda" Woodley
Recording Engineer
Ken "Supa Engineer" Duro
Mixing Engineer
Big Chuck
Producer
Tony Dawsey
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You hear me now?
Good
The best of times, it was the worst of times
It's The Gift & the Curse
[Verse 2]
R-O-C, yeah, number one clique here
If you represent us, throw them diamonds up, yeah
Now let's be clear, I ain't goin' nowhere
Now that you know, holla at your boy
Hov', Hov', Hov', Hov'
Hov', Hov', Hov', Hov'
[Verse 3]
Standin' in my b-boy stance
Free, Beans, Memphis, where you at, ****? (Right here)
Snatch Cam and it's a wrap
This here rap belong to us
Nobody strong as us, it's a fact
Hold up, I'm just warmin' up
Gimme a second to get it back
Young Chris, Neef Buck, Oschino, and Sparks
Next summer's your summer
Tear this motherfucker up
Young is eternal, my youngins'll burn you
The Blueprint birthed you
****, I earthed you, you can't be serious
Young 'cause I'm 32, dressed like I'm 22
Flow like a 18, do what I wanna do
Goin' on my eighth ring, got Phil Jackson's zen
Flow is black magic, I'm at it again
Rose gold with black karats
Horse and carriage to spend, like Mason Betha
Chasin' this cheddar to the end of the road
Because the end, I'm told, is nearer than we know
What can I say but live for today? Hov'
[Verse 4]
R-O-C, yeah, number one clique here
If you represent us, throw them diamonds up, yeah
Now let's be clear, I ain't goin' nowhere
Now that you know, holla at your boy
Hov', Hov', Hov', Hov'
Hov', Hov', Hov', Hov'
[Verse 5]
Yeah, The Blueprint 2, homie, follow the moves
You put on two tube socks
You couldn't walk in my shoes
I was dealt a bad hand
Fuck, what else could I do?
But keep something up my sleeve that'll help me through
But can you believe everywhere I'm at, models come through?
Cat fightin', cat walkin', it happens often
It's true how society don't want me to move
Into the penthouse building with spectacular views
They're like, uh, he's a menace, he could never be a tenant
I'm like, ooh, what's a young **** to do?
I bring the brothers to the building
Give a feeling that I don't give a fuck
We just chillin', watchin' chandelier ceilings high as fuck
Old lady, don't blow my high
'Specially if you don't know my life
Don't make me bring Sharpton in it
'Cause I'm dark-skinned or
Dude with the fro in the Rainbow Coalition
I'm a victim of a single parent household
Born in a mouse hole, mousetrap
**** wanna know how so
How J get up out that, here, yeah
I snatched purses, I persevered, yeah
I had work, fiends purchased, it was clear
I was out there sellin' hope for despair, but stop there
I swear, I only make good, from my mouth to God's ears
Had to get out the hood
And I can't justify genocide
But I was born in the city, where the skinny **** die
Born in the city, where the skinny **** ride
And as a skinny ****, I had beef with hot sauce
[Verse 6]
R-O-C, yeah, number one clique here
If you represent us, throw them diamonds up, yeah
Now let's be clear, I ain't goin' nowhere
Now that you know, holla at your boy
Hov', Hov', Hov', Hov'
Hov', Hov', Hov', Hov'
Written by: Chuck Stanton, Shawn Carter, Theron Otis Feemster