Текст (слова) песни: Jay-Z, Lord Tariq, Nas - Analyze This

 
* the Jay-Z and Tariq verses are from Shaquille O`Neal`s "No Love Lost" 
 
what the hell...what the hell... 
check check check check it out 
what the hell...what the hell... 
 
[Chorus 1 - Lord Tariq] 
 
People know me on these streets player, I ain`t new 
Lookin at me all funny, while I`m countin my money 
Suprise, what I do is already legalized 
Analyze what I toss across, ain`t no love lost 
 
[Jay-Z] 
Fo` sure, everythings for dough now 
flow, you gotta pay a little more now 
It`s platinum, now a days we put the gold down 
We stepped it up, y`all don`t ever want a showdown 
Get wetted up by the sleeve that leave the Bezzle out 
Y`all don`t like it? Sue me, fuck I`ll settle out 
Ghetto`d out in the vehicle Bent 
These days I mellowed out, see success make a fella content 
Uh-huh, you know, this rap star, Poppy Chulo 
Jay-Z, Hugo, of course player you lost player 
I know you rappers wanna see me fail 
But quick to see a 600SL be twelve 
Live wit it, y`all got dough to get get it 
I got mine, your little bit of money couldn`t stop mine 
Your block time, too hot, too many hands in your pie 
Seventy thirty, the nigga you work for work for me 
Bottom line 
 
[Chorus 2 - Jay-Z] 
People know me on these streets and the towns I been through 
Lookin at me, stay focused, I`m givin em straight poker suprise 
What I do is already legalized 
Analyze how I floss of course, ain`t no love lost 
 
[Lord Tariq] 
We be the Bronx to BK`lyn, togethor we about a ton or better 
on the way in, we rhyme related, very underestimated 
That`s why I`m winnin in this world of sins 
Steady grinnin, money boss spendin 
Distant from dirty women, Lord, I`m quite influencial 
Spiritualy and mental, what you into I done been through 
Preachin my words and don`t know what you owe 
It shows you wanna be me, but won`t show it 
Ain`t nothin changed, but players, the game remains the same 
I had a ten year run, hey I can`t complain 
Took the next step see, from Coke to Pepsi 
From the bx weed, ridin the south beach on jet-ski 
Play to survive, you ain`t live you just livin 
You breathin a good one, but where I`m from, y`all forbidden 
Come around, bad decision, you rather be in prison 
aint` no duckin what I`m deliverin won`t be forgivin in 
Layin there shiverin, half the night 
You gotta walk toward the light, everything is aiight 
I make sure everything you endure stays tight 
Big (*boom*) Lord Tariq, Jay-Z, outta sight 
 
[Chorus 1] 
 
[Nas] 
I spend nights on corners, see the crack, cop my first mac 
No longer scared to pump what y`all pump, now I burst back 
It hurts that, don`t seem cream can make my purse fat 
Without the benefits of a doubt, I hit the hearst black 
But curse that, tryin to see Nas was your worst match 
Blowin like Tahitii, throw off NYPD 
Am I greedy? like I mean EDC me 
In a fly Salinii gimme frames in the beanie 
I flip my loot twice a week on my most trifest streets 
You got no right to eat by the laws of life you keep 
Ain`t no love lost, none taken, none givin 
Stressin how I`m livin it, thinkin when my loot first came 
look what I did with it, bought my click glaciers 
and pagers, rollin ten deep to Las Vegas 
Copped a live croc, chopped it up, hit my block off 
wit gators, feedin peoples, from the bridge to Dequatas 
But now, two years five months and 30 days later 
I still put out the street flavor 
But watch that kid right there, a bulge in his night wear 
Awoke me up the ways I used to be in my heist years 
Bubble eye small fry loaded four five 
just thirstin for some person with shine to just walk by 
Now that I can see the 360, now that its me thats jiggy 
them cooly heads they wanna stick me, whoa
 

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