| Roc-A-Fella Records
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| The Imperial Skateboard P
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| Great Hova
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| Y’all already know what it is
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| C’mon! |
| Yeah
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| So what if you flip a couple words, I could triple that in verse
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| Open your mind you see the circus in the sky
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| I’m Ringling Brothers, Barnum & Bailey with the pies
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| No matter how you slice it, I’m your mother****in' guy
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| And just like a B-Boy with 360 waves
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| Do the same with the pot, still come back beige
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| Whether right or southpaw, whether pot or a jar
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| Whip it around, it still comes back hard
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| So easily do I W-H-I-P
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| My repetition with riches will bring the kilo business
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| I got Creole C-O *******, for my *****s who slipped
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| Became prisoners, treats taped to the visitors
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| You already know what the business is
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| Unnecessary commissary, boy we live this ****
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| That’s okay with me, that’s where they made me at
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| Except I don’t write on the wall
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| I write my name in the history books hustlin' in the hall
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| Nah, I don’t spin on my head
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| I spin my work into pot so I can spend my bread
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| And I’m gettin' it, I’m gettin' it
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| I ain’t talkin' about it, I’m livin' it
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| I’m gettin' it, straight gettin' it
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| G-g-get it boy
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| Don’t waste your time fighting the life
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| Stay your course and you’ll understand
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| Get it boy
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| This '87 state of mind that I’m in
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| In my prime, so for that time I’m Rakim
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| If it wasn’t for the crime that I was in
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| But I wouldn’t be the guy whose rhymes it is that I’m in
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| No pain, no profit
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| P, I’ll repeat it to show you where the pot is
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| Cherry M3s with the top back
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| Red and green G’s all on my hat
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| North Beach leathers, matchin' Gucci sweater
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| Gucci sneaks on to keep my outfit together
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| Whatever, hundred for the diamond chain
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| Can’t you tell that I came from the dope game?
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| Blame Reagan for makin' me into a monster
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| Blame Oliver North and Iran-Contra
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| I ran contraband that they sponsored
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| Before this rhymin' stuff we was in concert
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| And I’m gettin' it, I’m gettin' it
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| I ain’t talkin' about it, I’m livin' it
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| I’m gettin' it, straight gettin' it
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| G-g-get it boy
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| Don’t waste your time fightin' the life
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| Stay your course and you’ll understand
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| Get it boy
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| Push, money over broads you got it
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| Baked a lot of bread and kept it off the books
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| Rock star, look
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| Way before the bars my picture was gettin' took
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| Feds, they like whack rappers
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| Try as they may they couldn’t keep me on the hook
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| D.A. |
| wanna indict me
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| 'Cause fish scales in my veins like a Pisces
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| The Pyrex pot rolled up my sleeves
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| Turned one into two like a Siamese twin
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| When it end, I’ma stand as a man
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| Never dying on my knees, last of a dyin' breed
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| So let the champagne pop
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| I partied for a while now I’m back to the block
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| And I’m gettin' it, I’m gettin' it
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| I ain’t talkin' about it, I’m livin' it
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| I’m gettin' it, straight gettin' it
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| G-g-get it boy
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| Don’t waste your time fighting the life
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| Stay your course and you’ll understand
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| Get it boy
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| Blue Magic, that’s a brand name
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| Like Pepsi, that’s a brand name
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| I stand behind it, I guarantee it, they know that
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| Even if they don’t know me any more
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| Than they know th-th-the chairman of General Mills |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blue Magic, artist - Jay-Z. Album song Show What U Got, Vol. 1, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп