Текст песни Jay-Z - Justify My Thug
Jay-Z - Justify My Thug слова песни
Uhh, this feel right right here QuikIt`s like it`s `sposed to happen this one right hereYoung! God damn.... let me justify my thug on this one right here[Verse One: Jay-Z]It goes one o`clock, two o`clock, three o`clock rockFive six seven o`clock, eight o`clock rockEleven o`clock, twelve o`clock, the party bout to popThen - Roc-A-Fella y`all, it`s your boy S. DotAnd I ain`t never been to jail; I ain`t never pay a niggato do no dirt for me I was scared to do myselfI will never tell even if it means sittin in a cellI ain`t never ran, never willI ain`t never been smacked; a nigga better keep his handsto himself or get clapped for what`s under that man`s beltI never asked for nothin I don`t demand of myselfHonesty, loyalty, friends and then wealthDeath before dishonor and I tell you what elseI tighten my belt `fore I beg for helpFoolish pride is what held me together through the yearsI wasn`t felt which is why I ain`t never played myselfI just play the hand I`m dealt, I can`t say I`ve never kneltbefore God and asked for better cards at times to no availBut I never sat back feelin sorry for myselfIf you don`t give me heaven I`ll raise hell`Til it`s heaven[Chorus - imitating Madonna]Justify my thug! {*"For you!" - Run-D.M.C.*}My thug.. (hoping..)My thug.. (praying..) for youto justify my thug!My thug.. (hoping..)My thug.. (praying..) for you..{*"For you! Fresh" - Run-D.M.C.*}[Verse Two: Jay-Z]Now if you shoot my dog, I`ma kill yo` catJust the unwritten laws in rap - know datFor every action there`s a reaction, don`t have me relapsinRelaxin`s what I`m about, but about mineDon`t be actin like you can`t see street actionTake me back to +Reasonable Doubt+ timeYou see my mind`s on the finish line, facin the wreckI put my muh`fuckin faith in the tec, tell Satan not yetYou understand I am chasin my breathI am narrowly escapin my death, oh yesI am the Michael Schumacher of the Roc rosterTravellin Mach 5, barrelin, my power can stop GodGod forgive me but I can`t let them deliver me to youUntil, I won this race, then eventuallyMy engine gon` burn out, I get whatever is meant for meHowever it turns out fine - red line![Chorus][Verse Three: Jay-Z]They say an eye for an eye, we both lose our sightAnd two wrongs don`t make a rightBut when you been wrong and you know all along that it`s just one lifeAt what point does one fight? (Good question right!)`Fore you knock the war, try to put your dogs in itTen-and-a-halfs, for a minute-and-a-halfBet that stops all the grinnin and the laughsWhen you play the game of life and the win ain`t in the bagWhen your options is none and the pen is all you haveor the block, niggaz standin tight, there`s limits on the aveTryin to cop or shot-call theyself cleansin in the cashBut can`t put they name on paper cause, then you on blastMr. President, there`s drugs in our residenceTell me what you want me to do, come break bread with usMr. Governor, I swear there`s a cover upEvery other corner there`s a liquor store - fuck is up?[Chorus]