Jay Z – Hustlas Clarity scritto da admin 19 Gennaio 2016 Whoo, chea, chea, chea Turn tha music up turn the lights down I’m in my zone Chorus Thank god for granting me this moment of clarity This moment of honesty the world’ll feel my truths Through my hard knock life time my gift and the curse I gave you volume after volume of my work so you can feel my truths I built the dynasty by bein one of the realest niggas out Way beyond a Reasonable Doubt (Yall can’t fill my shoes) From my Blueprint beginnings to my black album ending If you listen close you’ll hear what I’m about Nigga feel my truths Pop died didn’t cry didn’t know him that well Between him doin heroin and me doin crack sales Put that in an eggshell standing at the tabernacle rather the church Pretending to be hurt wouldn’t work So a smirk was all on my face Like damn that man’s face is just like my face So pop I forgive you for all the shit that I lived through I wasn’t all your fault homie you got caught And to the same game I fought That uncle ray lost My big brothers and so many others I saw I’m just glad we got to see each other Talk and re meet each other Save a place in heaven for the next time we meet forever Chorus The music business hate me cause the industry ain’t make me Hustlers and boosters embrace me and the music I be makin I dumbed down for my audience and double my dollars They criticize me for it yet they all yell holla If skillz sold truth be told I probably be lyrically Talib Kweli Truthfully I wanna rhyme like common sense (But I did 5 mil) I ain’t been rhymin like common sense When your sense got that much in common and you been hustlin’ since Your inception fuck perception go with what make sense Since I know what I’m up against we as rappers must decide what is most impor-tant And I can’t help the poor if I’m one of them So I got rich and gave back to me that’s a win win So next time you see the homie and his rims spin Just know my mind is workin just like them (The rims that is) Chorus My homie Sigel’s on a tier where no tears should fall Cause he was on the block where no squares get off See in my inner circle all we do is ball Till we all got triangles on our walls They just rappin for the platinum Yall record I recall cause I really been there before 4 scores a seven years ago prepare for flow Prepare for war I should fear no man But you don’t hear me though These words ain’t just paired to go in one ear and out the other ear no Yo my balls and my words is alls I have What you gonna do to me nigga a scar’s a scab What you gonna box me home I could dodge a jab 3 shots couldn’t touch me thank god for that I’m strong enough to carry Biggie Smalls on my back And the whole BK nigga holla back Chorus