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Moment Of Clarity Lyrics - The Black Album - Jay-z

Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah 

Turn the music up, turn the lights down, I'm in my zone 

 

Thank God for grantin' 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 being one of the realest niggas out 

Way beyond a reasonable doubt, you all can't fill my shoes 

From my blueprint beginnings to that black album endin' 

Listen close you hear what I'm about, nigga feel my truths 

 

When pop died, didn't cry, didn't know him that well 

Between him doin' heroin and me doin' crack sales 

With that in the egg shell standin' at the tabernacle 

Rather the church pretendin to be hurt, wouldn't work 

So a smirk was all on my face 

Like damn that mans face is just like my face 

 

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So pop I forgive you for all the shit that I live through 

It wasn't all your fault, homie you got caught 

And to the same game I fault 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 

Till the next time we meet forever 

 

Thank God for grantin' 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 being one of the realest niggas out 

Way beyond a reasonable doubt, you all can't fill my shoes 

From my blueprint beginnings to that black album endin' 

Listen close you hear what I'm about, nigga feel my truths 

 

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The music business hate me 'cause the industry ain't make me 

Hustlers and boosters embrace me and the music I be makin' 

I dumb down for my audience and double my dollars 

They criticize me for it yet they all yell, "Holla" 

If skills sold, truth be told, I'd probably be lyricly Talib Kweli 

Truthfully, I wanna rhyme like common sense 

But I did five mil, I ain't been rhymin' like common since 

 

When your sense got that much in common 

And you been hustlin' since your inception, fuck perception 

Go with what makes sense since I know what I'm up against 

We as rappers must decide what's most important 

And I can't help the poor if I'm one of them 

So I got rich and gave back to me that's the win, win 

So the next time you see the homie and his rims spin 

Just know my mind is workin' just like them, the rims that is 

 

Thank God for grantin' 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 being one of the realest niggas out 

Way beyond a reasonable doubt, you all can't fill my shoes 

From my blueprint beginnings to that black album endin' 

Listen close you hear what I'm about, nigga feel my truths 

 

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 wall 

He ain't just rappin' for the platinum you all record, I recall 

'Cause I really been there before 

Four scores and seven years ago, prepared to flow, prepare for war 

 

I shall fear no man, you don't hear me though 

These words ain't just paired to go 

In one ear out the other ear, no 

Yo, my balls and my word is all's I have 

What you gonna do to me, nigga scars'll scab 

What you gonna box me, homie, I can dodge and jab 

Three 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 

 

Thank God for grantin' 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 being one of the realest niggas out 

Way beyond a reasonable doubt, you all can't fill my shoes 

From my blueprint beginnings to that black album endin' 

Listen close you hear what I'm about, nigga feel my truths 

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