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Текст песни Jay-Z f Dr. Dre, Rakim, Truth Hurts - The Watcher 2

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{*whispered*} Watcher![Jay-Z]Jeah.. uhh.. it`s what I do for a livin niggaEat for a livin nigga {*watcher*}That`s how I live for a livin nigga.. {*watcher*}Okay, let`s do this {*the watcher*}[Verse One: Jay-Z]Things just ain`t the same for gangstersBut I`m a little too famous to shoot these prankstersAll of these rap singers claimin they bangersDoin all sorts of twisted shit with they fingersDisrespectin the game, no home trainin or mannersI was doin this shit when you was shittin PampersI was movin them grams `fore you, knew what a hand that hand wasDuckin the vans, radars, the scanners`Fore you knew what hard white to tame wasI was hittin the turnpike, aight with the bammersI was nice with my hands, cuss aight with them hammersI was prickin my finger `fore you knew what a Fam wasI had it laid out `fore you knew what a plan wasThree hundred mill` later, now you understand usY`all ain`t see us comin through VegasYou ever seen so much cham` bust in one nightGrand fucked up one fightI was on the Peter Pan busYou was Peter Pan up in your room, y`all fuckin with whom?Allowed me to be taughtYou cowards is just now learnin the shit that we talkYou niggaz ain`t know about a Robb ReportBout a high speed Porsche, i.e.You niggaz ain`t know how to floss `til I came through the doorlike "Eric B. for Pres," respect me in this BITCH!You can`t disrespect us cause you got a little check cutYou was suckin for so long, fuckin your little neck upNow you too big for your britches, you got a few little bitchesYou think you Hugh Hefner, you just ridiculousI blew breath for you midgets, I gave life to the gameIt`s only right I got the right to be kingNiggaz that got life really like what I singCause they know is he really like, niggaz feel my painKnow the shit I DON`T write be the illest shit that`s ever been recitedin the game word to the hyphen in my NAME!J, A, Y, DASH, HoffaThe past present nigga the future, properThe holy trinity of hip-hop is usWe give, Dre his props BUT that`s where it stopsIt`s the Roc[Chorus: Truth Hurts]I know, you got your eyes on meI feel you watchin meBut it ain`t hard to see that you can`t see meYou try, but what you think you sawAin`t what you thought you sawYou bed-da off not lookin at all (Everywhere that I go, ain`t the same as befo`) (People I used to know, just don`t know me no mo`) (But everywhere that I go, I got people I know) (Who got people they know, so I suggest you lay low)[Verse Two: Dr. Dre]I`m still on top of the gameStill droppin flames, still cock and aimStill at the top had the Roc for the fameover setbacks, there`s been a lot since I cameYou seen it all, how I got, how I gainedThe momentum when it dropped, how I got through the painWhen I roll and shock, they watched me reclaimthe streets, they made a special spot for my nameDre, haters wanna stop to my reignBut the music lives in me, every drop in my veinsThe pride and the painAll the way back from the rise of my nameSee the world clear through the eyes of the maneSee the world chear for the rhymes that I gaveWhen the beat bangs it`ll drive them insaneThe eyes that I playedThe best to emerge in the game is The Watcher[Chorus][Verse Three: Rakim]I`m "Rated R," my brain contains graphics thangsIt turn traumatic teens into addicts, and fiendsIt`s like, watchin a movie through a panoramic screenWhich means, I can see the whole planet in the sceneCash is the topic, the object, a fatter pocketSome take the crack and chop it, but those that haven`t got ittake away the added profit, it`s catastrophicI take the gat and cock it, and I`ll sit back and watch itThese New York streets is ugly, I keep it gullyThe world is mine and can`t nobody keep it from meYo, my neighborhood is never sunnyIn the place where the number one cause of death is moneyYou can try copinI`ve seen enough shit to leave your frame of mind brokenI`m still alive and scopinBe another hundred years `til my skies close inAnd I`ma die with my eyes open, the watcher {*echoes*}[Chorus]

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