Marcy Me Lyrics - Jay-z

Live from Bedford-Stuyvesant 

The livest one representin' BK to the fullest 

Bastards duckin' when Hov be buckin' 

Chicken-heads be cluckin' 

Back when ratchet was a ratchet and a vixen was a vixen 

And Jam Master Jay was alive I was mixin' 

Cookin' coke in the kitchen 

Back when Rodman was a Piston 

Mike was losin' to Isiah, but he soon would get his sixth one 

Gave birth to my verbal imagination 

Assume a virtue if you have not 

Or better yet here's a verse from Hamlet 

"Lord, we know who we are 

Yet we know not what we may be" 

So maybe I'm the one or maybe I'm crazy 

I'm from Marcy Houses, where the boys die by the thousand 

Back when Pam was on Martin 

Yeah, that's where it all started 

When Denzel was blottin' carpet, I'll pack a... nine millimeter 

When Slick Rick made "Mona Lisa" 

When Lisa Bonet was Beyoncé of her day, I had divas, y'all 

Think I just popped up in this bitch like a fetus? Nah 

Pregnant pause, give you some second thoughts 

There's room on the bandwagon, don't abort 

Marcy me 

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Marcy me 

Streets is my artery, the vein of my existence 

I'm the Gotham City heartbeat 

I started in lobbies, now parley with Saudis 

I'm a Sufi to goofies, I could prolly speak Farsi 

That's poetry, reek of coca leaf in my past 

Came through the bushes smellin' like roses 

I need a trophy just for that 

Old Brooklyn, not this new shit, shit feel like a spoof 

Fat laces in your shoe, I'm talkin' bustin' off the roof 

Hold a Uzi vertical, let the thing smoke 

Y'all flirtin' with death, I be winkin' through the scope 

Shout out to all the murderers turned murals 

Plural, fuck the Federal Bureau 

Shout out to Nostrand Ave., Flushing Ave., Myrtle 

All the County of Kings, may your ground stay fertile 

Shout out to Big Poppa, Daddy Kane, heroes 

Thus concludin' my concerto 

Marcy me 

Photos 

Must be in the air 

Oh, can't walk away, I know, I know 

Just the way I'm raised 

I know, I know, I know 

Oh Marcy, Marcy me 

Just the way I am always gonna be 

I ain't gonna change, no 

Marcy, Marcy me, just the way I am 

I ain't gonna change, no 

I ain't gonna change, no 

Couldn't change me if I wanted to 

You couldn't change me if you wanted to 

I'ma take this with me to the Moon 

(Como hás nome, cavaleiro? 

Eu hei nome Todo o Mundo 

E meu tempo...)