Can you hear me now? good! (blueprint 2 baby!)
The best of times, it was the worst of times (aoww)
Its the gift & the curse
[chorus: jay-z]
R.o.c. yeah, number one click here
If you represent us, throw them diamonds up yeah
Now lets be clear, I aint goin no-where
Now that you know, holla at your boy
Hov.. (hov, hov, hov)
(hov, hov, hov, hov)
[overlapping first chorus]
Yeah, roc-a-fella records
You know what diamond is
We aint goin nowhere, put your diamonds up
[jay-z]
Standin in my b-boy stance
Free, beans, memphis where you at nigga?
(right here) snatch cam and its a rap
This here rap belong to us, nobody strong as us, its a fact
Hold up Im just warmin up, gimme a second to get it back
Young chris, neek what? oschino and sparks
Next summers yo summer, tear this motherfucker up
Young is eternal, my youngunsll burn you
The blueprint birthed, nigga I earthed you, you cant be serious
Young cause Im thirty-two, dressed like Im twenty-two
Flow like a 18, do what I wanna do
Goin on my 8th ring, got phil jacksons and
Flow is black magic, Im at it again
Rose bowl with black karats, horse & carriage to spend
Like mason betha, chasin this cheddar, to the end
Of the road because the end Im told is nearer than we know
What can I say but live for today, hov!
[chorus]
[jay-z]
Yeah, the blueprint 2 homey, follow the moves
You put on two tube socks, you couldnt walk in my shoes
I was dealt a bad hand, fuck what else could I do
But keep somethin up my sleeve thatll help me through
But can you believe, everywhere Im at, models come through
Cat-fightin, cat-walkin, it happens often
Its true how society dont want me to move
Into the penthouse building with spectacular views
Theyre like uhh, hes a menace he could never be a tenant
Im like ooh, whats a young nigga to do?
I bring the brothers to the building give a feeling that I dont
Give a fuck we just chillin watchin chandelier ceilings high as fuck
Old lady, dont blow my high
specially if you dont know my life, dont make me bring
Sharpton in it cause Im dark-skinneded or
Dude with the fro and the rainbow coalition, ima
Victim of a single parent household, born in a mousehole
Mousetrap, niggaz wanna know
How so, how jay get up out that, here, yeah
I snatched purses I per-se-vered, yeah
I had work, fiends purchased, it was clear
I was out there sellin hope for despair, but stop there
I swear, I only make good from my mouth to gods ears
Had to get out the hood
And I cant justify genocide
But I was born in the city where the skinny niggaz die
Born in the city where the skinny niggaz ride
And as a skinny nigga I had beef with high size
