paroles de chanson Blue Magic - A Cappella - Jay-Z
Roc-A-Fella
Records
The
Imperial
Skateboard
P
Great
Hova
Y'all
already
know
what
it
is
C'mon!
Yeah
So
what
if
you
flip
a
couple
words,
I
could
triple
that
in
verse
Open
your
mind
you
see
the
circus
in
the
sky
I'm
Ringling
Brothers,
Barnum
& Bailey
with
the
pies
No
matter
how
you
slice
it,
I'm
your
motherfuckin'
guy
And
just
like
a
B-Boy
with
360
waves
Do
the
same
with
the
pot,
still
come
back
beige
Whether
right
or
southpaw,
whether
pot
or
a
jar
Whip
it
around,
it
still
comes
back
hard
So
easily
do
I
W-H-I-P
My
repetition
with
riches
will
bring
the
kilo
business
I
got
Creole
C-O
bitches,
for
my
niggas
who
slipped
Became
prisoners,
treats
taped
to
the
visitors
You
already
know
what
the
business
is
Unnecessary
commissary,
boy
we
live
this
shit
Niggas
wanna
bring
the
'80s
back
That's
okay
with
me,
that's
where
they
made
me
at
Except
I
don't
write
on
the
wall
I
write
my
name
in
the
history
books
hustlin'
in
the
hall
Nah,
I
don't
spin
on
my
head
I
spin
my
work
into
pot
so
I
can
spend
my
bread
And
I'm
gettin'
it,
I'm
gettin'
it
I
ain't
talkin'
about
it,
I'm
livin'
it
I'm
gettin'
it,
straight
gettin'
it
G-g-get
it
boy
Don't
waste
your
time
fightin'
the
life
Stay
your
course
and
you'll
understand
Get
it
boy
This
'87
state
of
mind
that
I'm
in
In
my
prime,
so
for
that
time
I'm
Rakim
If
it
wasn't
for
the
crime
that
I
was
in
But
I
wouldn't
be
the
guy
whose
rhymes
it
is
that
I'm
in
No
pain,
no
profit
P,
I'll
repeat
it
to
show
you
where
the
pot
is
Cherry
M3s
with
the
top
back
Red
and
green
G's
all
on
my
hat
North
Beach
leathers,
matchin'
Gucci
sweater
Gucci
sneaks
on
to
keep
my
outfit
together
Whatever,
hundred
for
the
diamond
chain
Can't
you
tell
that
I
came
from
the
dope
game?
Blame
Reagan
for
makin'
me
into
a
monster
Blame
Oliver
North
and
Iran-Contra
I
ran
contraband
that
they
sponsored
Before
this
rhymin'
stuff
we
was
in
concert
And
I'm
gettin'
it,
I'm
gettin'
it
I
ain't
talkin'
about
it,
I'm
livin'
it
I'm
gettin'
it,
straight
gettin'
it
G-g-get
it
boy
Don't
waste
your
time
fighting
the
life
Stay
your
course
and
you'll
understand
Get
it
boy
Push,
money
over
broads
you
got
it
Fuck
Bush,
chef,
guess
what
I
cooked
Baked
a
lot
of
bread
and
kept
it
off
the
books
Rock
star,
look
Way
before
the
bars
my
picture
was
gettin'
took
Feds,
they
like
whack
rappers
Try
as
they
may
they
couldn't
keep
me
on
the
hook
D.A.
wanna
indict
me
'Cause
fish
scales
in
my
veins
like
a
Pisces
The
Pyrex
pot
rolled
up
my
sleeves
Turned
one
into
two
like
a
Siamese
twin
When
it
end,
I'ma
stand
as
a
man
Never
dying
on
my
knees,
last
of
a
dyin'
breed
So
let
the
champagne
pop
I
partied
for
a
while
now
I'm
back
to
the
block
And
I'm
gettin'
it,
I'm
gettin'
it
I
ain't
talkin'
about
it,
I'm
livin'
it
I'm
gettin'
it,
straight
gettin'
it
G-g-get
it
boy
Don't
waste
your
time
fighting
the
life
Stay
your
course
and
you'll
understand
Get
it
boy
Blue
Magic,
that's
a
brand
name
Like
Pepsi,
that's
a
brand
name
I
stand
behind
it,
I
guarantee
it,
they
know
that
Even
if
they
don't
know
me
any
more
Than
they
know
th-th-the
chairman
of
General
Mills
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