Jay-Z - The Watcher 2 Lyrics
[jay-z]Jeah.. uhh.. its what I do for a livin niggaEat for a livin nigga (watcher)Thats how I live for a livin nigga.. (watcher)Okay, lets do this (the watcher)[verse one: jay-z]Things just aint the same for gangstersBut Im 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 scannersfore 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 usYall aint see us comin through vegasYou ever seen so much cham bust in one nightGrand *****ed up one fightI was on the peter pan busYou was peter pan up in your room, yall *****in with whom?Allowed me to be taughtYou cowards is just now learnin the shit that we talkYou niggaz aint know about a robb reportBout a high speed porsche, i.e.You niggaz aint know how to floss til I came through the doorLike eric b. for pres, respect me in this *****!You cant disrespect us cause you got a little check cutYou was suckin for so long, *****in your little neck upNow you too big for your britches, you got a few little *****esYou think you hugh hefner, you just ridiculousI blew breath for you midgets, I gave life to the gameIts 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 dont write be the illest shit thats 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 thats where it stopsIts the roc[chorus: truth hurts]I know, you got your eyes on meI feel you watchin meBut it aint hard to see that you cant see meYou try, but what you think you sawAint what you thought you sawYou bed-da off not lookin at all(everywhere that I go, aint the same as befo)(people I used to know, just dont 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]Im still on top of the gameStill droppin flames, still ***** and aimStill at the top had the roc for the fameOver setbacks, theres 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 itll drive them insaneThe eyes that I playedThe best to emerge in the game is the watcher[chorus][verse three: rakim]Im rated r, my brain contains graphics thangsIt turn traumatic teens into addicts, and fiendsIts 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 havent got itTake away the added profit, its catastrophicI take the gat and ***** it, and Ill sit back and watch itThese new york streets is ugly, I keep it gullyThe world is mine and cant nobody keep it from meYo, my neighborhood is never sunnyIn the place where the number one cause of death is moneyYou can try copinIve seen enough shit to leave your frame of mind brokenIm still alive and scopinBe another hundred years til my skies close inAnd ima die with my eyes open, the watcher [echoes][chorus]
