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8 Miles and Running

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[Jay-Z]Yeah, Renegades is backM the B the sick,It`s Young, Freeway, 8 Miles, let`s go8 miles and running, got my 7th album droppin`And my 8th album comin`, feedin` a thousand growlin` stomachsBut I can rewind the calendar back, back when it was now or nothin`People said I would amount to nothin`, that I had talent for nothin`Said I would succumb to violence or be silenced by your gunmenI could just hear the folks now, "He got what he had coming"Now that my eighth album`s comin` everybody`s smilin`Wantin` something, claimin` that they done something for himGot their Jay-Z pom poms and their whole uniformClaimin` they been runnin` and tellin` everybody like Martin Lawerence`Bout how hot my rap performance was before I was who I wasClaimin` that they threw it up before I threw it upYou what? Where was you before I blew this up?I didn`t see you in the courtroom when everybody was suin` usI didn`t see you in all black when everybody was suitin` upBack on the block, gettin` it in, there wasn`t no you with us[Chorus: Jay-Z]8 miles and running, got my 7th album droppin`And my 8th album comin`, feedin` a thousand growlin` stomachs, Free[Freeway]6 miles and running, got my fist strip poppin`And my first album comin`, feedin` twenty growlin` stomachs[Jay-Z]8 miles and running, got my 7th album droppin`And my 8th album comin`, feedin` a thousand growlin` stomachs, Free[Freeway]6 miles and running, got my fist strip poppin`And my first album comin`, feedin` twenty growlin` stomachs[Freeway]6 miles and running in the PontiacSix thousand eighty six, trans might shift while the engine runAnyone tell ya rider give me one more chanceHear them smokers screamin` "One more gram"So I`ma bring `em oneHomie, son, and my pop, stick close to my MOMMAKeep toasters for DRAMA, mix a lot with my sonMy son growin` and he learnin` a lotThat`s when them toasters will the burners will pop, brain on ya ownWell a nigga, tell `em niggasThat`s like the biblical scriptureLook back, turn assault like the sin is inMost of ya heartless and self-centered like "Me Shaq and me Shaq"Set up ya brother cuz you jealous niggaThe heat back, like you never leftI ever rep, cops watch every stepSix miles and running dodgin` every trapThe rap gingerbread man, cheer us upYou precious breath, State P the second attack[Chorus][Jay-Z]Back when nobody would found he had talent, nobody would sign meNobody believed in me, nobody but mommy blindlyBut how can she deny me? Me being the youngest runtTo come up outta her tummy, she got nothin` but love for meWhen niggas would want me, the industry shunned meThat`s why I`m takin` all the industry`s moneyRevenge is sweet honey, we run thisYoung is the illsest, Free is the futureBean`s and Bleek is right now, we can see our 8 miles nigga[Chorus]

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