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Jeah. uhh. it's what I do for a nigga
Eat for a livin (watcher)
how I live for a livin nigga. (watcher)
Okay, do this (the watcher)
[Verse Jay-Z]
Things ain't the same for gangsters
But I'm a little too famous to shoot these
All of these rap singers claimin bangers
all sorts of twisted shit with they fingers
Disrespectin the game, no home or manners
I was doin this when you was shittin Pampers
I was movin them grams you, knew what a hand that hand was
Duckin the vans, radars, the
'Fore you what hard white to tame was
I was hittin the turnpike, aight with the
I was nice with my hands, aight with them hammers
I was prickin my finger 'fore you knew a Fam was
I had it out 'fore you knew what a plan was
hundred mill' later, now you understand us
Y'all ain't see us comin through
You ever seen so much cham' in one night
Grand up one fight
I was on the Pan bus
You was Peter Pan up in your room, fuckin with whom?
me to be taught
You cowards is just now the shit that we talk
You ain't know about a Robb Report
Bout a high Porsche, i.e.
You niggaz ain't know how to floss I came through the door
like "Eric B. for Pres," me in this BITCH!
You can't us cause you got a little check cut
You was suckin for so long, your little neck up
Now you too big for your britches, you got a few little
You think you Hefner, you just ridiculous
I blew breath for you midgets, I gave life to the
only right I got the right to be king
Niggaz that got life really what I sing
Cause they know is he really like, feel my pain
Know the shit I DON'T write be the shit that's ever been recited
in the game to the hyphen in my NAME!
J, A, Y, DASH,
The present nigga the future, proper
The holy trinity of is us
We give, Dre his props BUT where it stops
the Roc
[Chorus: Hurts]
I know, you got eyes on me
I feel you me
But it ain't hard to see you can't see me
You try, but what you you saw
Ain't you thought you saw
You off not lookin at all
(Everywhere I go, ain't the same as befo')
(People I to know, just don't know me no mo')
(But everywhere I go, I got people I know)
(Who got they know, so I suggest you lay low)
[Verse Dr. Dre]
I'm on top of the game
Still droppin flames, cock and aim
Still at the top had the Roc for the
over setbacks, there's a lot since I came
You it all, how I got, how I gained
The when it dropped, how I got through the pain
When I roll and shock, they watched me
the streets, they made a spot for my name
Dre, haters wanna stop to my
But the music in me, every drop in my veins
The pride and the
All the way from the rise of my name
See the world through the eyes of the mane
See the world chear for the rhymes I gave
the beat bangs it'll drive them insane
The that I played
The to emerge in the game is The Watcher

[Verse Three:
I'm "Rated R," my brain contains thangs
It turn teens into addicts, and fiends
It's like, a movie through a panoramic screen
means, I can see the whole planet in the scene
Cash is the topic, the object, a pocket
Some take the crack and it, but those that haven't got it
away the added profit, it's catastrophic
I take the gat and it, and I'll sit back and watch it
New York streets is ugly, I keep it gully
The world is mine and nobody keep it from me
Yo, my neighborhood is sunny
In the place the number one cause of death is money
You can try
I've seen enough to leave your frame of mind broken
I'm still alive and
Be another hundred 'til my skies close in
And die with my eyes open, the watcher [echoes]