Oh My God Lyrics - Kingdom Come - Jay-z

You are tuned in 

To the greatest 

Young H-O-V 

Let's go get em again Just 

Oh my God 

Pops sped off, left mom with a bundle of 

Joy, ya boy smacked dab in the jungle 

Took tunnel vision, but he would soon become a mogul 

But first he brought that crack back like a yo-yo 

Don't play with my yo-yo, loco niggas in the hood 

First niggas hating on me, it's all good 

I'm buying things like my shit don't stink, Gucci links in Gucci goose's 

Watching too many movies, bulletproof this 

Had some nerve, like pulling tooth'ses 

When your 16, coming through roofless 

Yea your boy "ruthless", like Ice Cube was 

Turn the whole city on, I'm the new blood 

So if this is your first time hearing this 

You're about to experience someone so cold 

A journey seldom seen, the American dream 

From the bottom to the top of the globe they call me Hov 

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They gunning for me, wanna see me fall 

You know my story, I've been through it all 

Night's I've felt like dying, but I ain't crying 

What didn't kill me, made me strong as iron 

Iron, iron (Oh my God, Hov) 

Now I'm knee deep in the concrete 

Like a street's made a quicksand, it's beyond deep 

I got a "chemical romance", two left feet 

So now I dance with the devil, please G-O-D 

Save me from the "black parade", release me 

My life like Grant Theft Auto, PSP 

I'm in that Volvo, puffing on that la-la 

Ducking from the po-po, everytime I drive by 

Say hi to the bad guy, all my momma's friends was like 

"Mmm, mmm, mmm" would you just look at him 

So sorry dear momma for your embarrasment 

But give me a couple years and pray I'll never sin again 

Got all these rival dealers trying to do me in 

And all these little rappers don't know how prepared for them I am (I am) 

I'm feelin like the world's against me Lord 

Call me crazy, but strangely I love the odds 

Photos 

Now these baby ballers, toy rappers/toy wrappers 

Callin out my name to bring the boy backwards 

Shooting air-balls at the basket 

What you call money, I pay more in taxes 

I got crowned king down in Africa 

Out in Niger, do you have any idea 

Sold out shows out in Seoul, Korea 

Jo'burg, Dublin, Tanzinia 

Lunch with Mandella, dinner with Cavalli 

Still got time to give water out to everybody 

Everybody, fall back 

Y'all rapping, I'm reenacting 

CNN, you see it's accurate 

ESPN, see me in action 

Monday night's, when the half ends 

When you 10 years in, holla back then 

(Good Lord, good Lord, good Lord 

Good Lord, I said I feeeeeeeeeeeel like I'm dyiiiiiiiing)