Jay-Z - Justify My Thug Lyrics
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'*****in 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 - ***** is up?[Chorus]
