Jay-Z - HAM Lyrics
[Verse 1: Kanye West]It was all good just a week ago, niggas feel theyselvesAnd they Watch the Throne drop, niggas kill themselvesWhat are niggas gon' do Hov? This a new crack on a new stoveI'm in the two-door, true that, niggas telling me "you back"Like a nigga ever left up out this *****, huh?And if life's a ***** then suck my dick, huh?And I bet she *****ed the whole clique, huh?By the way nigga you should *****ing quit niggaJust forget it, you talk it, I live itLike Eli, I did it, joke's on you mother*****er, and I get itNo paper ho, but you can have some more of meOr-a-gy or are we speaking metaphorically?Historically I'm kicking *****es out like Pam, niggaGoing HAM nigga, me and JiggaAnd a nigga still young, wanna have no kidsBut I've been practicing with some actresses as bad as shitHad a few white girls, asses flat as shitBut the head's so good, damn a niggas glad he hitGot 'em jumping out the building, watch out belowA million out the door, I'm about to go HAM[Hook]Hard as a mother*****erLet these niggas know who I amI'm about to go HAMHard as a mother*****erLet these niggas know who I am[Verse 2: Jay-Z]***** y'all mad at me for? Y'all don't even know what I've been throughI played chicken with a Mack truck, y'all mutha*****as woulda been movedI swam waters with Great Whites, y'all mutha*****as woulda been chewedI hustled with vultures late nights, y'all mutha*****as woulda been food***** is wrong with these dudes?Try to walk around in these shoesSee the shit I saw growing upThen maybe you could take a peek at these, booNiggas fantasize about the shit that I do dailyLike these rappers rap about all the shit that I do reallyI'm like really half a billion nigga, really you got baby moneyKeep it real with niggas, niggas ain't got my lady's moneyWatch the Throne don't step on our robeBad enough we let you step on our globeWith my nephew die, daddy deadNigga took the price on my uncle's headNobody called the cops as my uncle bledSo I feel like I'm collecting all my uncle's breadBow down, Brotha you suppose to pay homageDon't spill hate, all on my garmentsComme des Garcons, ***** yo freshHeadshots nigga, ***** your vest***** the pigs, no pork on my forkPeace God, cause you know a nigga just went HAM[Hook]
