Search lyrics

Typing something do you want to search. Exam: Artist, Song, Album,Writer, Release Year...
if you want to find exactly, Please input keywords with double-quote or using multi keywords. Exam: "Keyword 1" "Keyword 2"

My 1st Song Lyrics - The Black Album - Jay-z

[Notorious B.I.G. interview] 

I'm just, tryin to stay above water y'know 

Just stay busy, stay workin 

Puff told me like, the key to this joint 

The key to staying, on top of things 

is treat everything like it's your first project, knahmsayin? 

Like it's your first day like back when you was an intern 

Like, that's how you try to treat things like, just stay hungry 

 

[Verse One: Jay-Z] 

Uhh, uhh, yes, yes 

Y'all wanna know, why he don't stop 

Y'all wanna know, why he don't flop 

Let me tell you pe-eople why 

Came from the bottom of the block I 

When I was born, it was sworn, I was never gon' be shit 

Had to pull the opposite out this bitch 

Had to get my ri-ide on 

Eyes on the prize, Shawn knew I had to 

Had to had to get these chips 

Had to make moves like Olajuwon 

Started out sellin dimes and nicks 

Graduated to a brick 

No exaggeration, my infatuation with the strip 

Legendary like a schoolboy 

Crushin merely nearly every every chick 

Heavy shit - that's how schoolboy got whipped 

And got left on some "Just +Me, Myself and I+" 

On some Trugoy shit 

Had your boys threw place up, to a place of no return 

Had to play with fire and get burned 

Only way the boy ever gon' learn 

Had to lay way in the cut, 'til I finally got my turn 

Now I'm on top in the spot that I earned 

 

Related 

 

Can You Guess The Song By The Emojis? 

 

Watch Cardi B Joins James Corden For Carpool Karaoke 

 

Ariana Grande Adds Her Own Verse To "Last Christmas" 

 

[Chorus] 

It's my life - it's my pain and my struggle 

The song that I sing to you it's my ev-ery-thing 

Treat my first like my last, and my last like my first 

And my thirst is the same as - when I came 

It's my joy and my tears and the laughter it brings to me 

It's my ev-ery-thing 

 

[Verse Two: Jay-Z] 

Like I never rode in a limo 

Like I just dropped flows to a demo 

Like it's ninety-two again and 

And I got O's in the rental 

Back in the Stu' again, no prob' livin was a whole lot simpler 

When you think back, you thought that 

you would never make it this far, then you 

take advantage of the luck you handed 

Or the talent, you been given 

Ain't no, half steppin, ain't no, no slippin 

Ain't no different from a block that's hidden 

Gotta get it while the getting's good 

Gotta strike while the iron's hot, 'fore you stop 

Then you gotta bid it, good riddance 

Goodbye, this is my second major breakup 

My first was, with a pager 

With a hooptie, a cookpot, and the GAME 

This one's with the stool, with the stage, with the fortune 

Maybe not the fortune, but certainly the FAME 

 

Photos 

 

[Chorus] 

It's my life - my pain and my struggle 

The song that I sing to you it's my ev-ery-thing 

Treat my first like my last, and my last like my first 

And my thirst is the same as - when I came 

It's my joy and my tears and my laughter it brings to me 

It's my ev-ery-thing 

Treat my first like my last, and my last like my first 

And my thirst like the first song I sang 

 

[Outro: Jay-Z] 

Woo! It's like the blues - we gon' ride out on this one 

Ta-tah, be-hah 

Yo Hah, 'member you was makin them dashes 

for them niggaa at radio and shit? 

Clark Kent, that was good lookin out nigga 

Carlene - who ever thought we'd make it this far homey? 

Sha, they can't stop us, knahmsayin? Lenny S 

Dame whattup? Robbin the bank 

Niggaz thought we was crazy man, 'member uhh 

You had that fucked up ass handwritin 

You was writin all the numbers that we was spendin now 

for the videos we was doin ourselves, whattup? 

Original Flavor, your accountant was crazy wrong and shit 

But we we still put it together 

Bigs, whassup? 'Member we went to St. Thomas and uh 

But y'all my nizzle, your dog peed on homey leg and shit 

at his crib - I think that was Rudy 

And they was havin a lil trouble with the pool 

You and Ta-tah was laughin 

Emory was there, whattup Emory? What up Ta? 

Hip-Hop, whattup man? 

Ay, ay Hobb, you ain't, you ain't have no uhh 

You ain't have no muh'fuckin seat on your, on your bicycle 

Now you uhh, the head of black music 

That's what I'm talkin bout right there homey - G, whattup G? 

Yessir, e'rybody in the Roc 

Hey Guru, I know you spoiled man 

I be takin them shits in one take 

You gon' have to punch niggaz shit, STICK IT, you gon' be tight 

OG One, whattup? 

I'm a little upset that you wasn't involved in this whole process 

But it's all good - whassup Dash? 

My whole family, my nephew, cousin Angie, whassup? Te-Tee 

(B, B, B, B) Mom, you made the album, how crazy is that? 

Bob Allah, rest in peace 

My pops, rest in peace (Sup A.J.?) 

Biggie Smalls, rest in peace 

Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh 

Nigga, I'm bout to go golfin man 

Ay, I might even have me a cappuccino, fuck it! 

I'm goin somewhere nice where no mosquitos at nigga 

Holla at me - it's your boy! 

Writer:

Copyright: Song Discussions Is Protected By U.s. Patent 9401941. Other Patents Pending.