Текст (слова) песни: Jay-Z - There`s Been a Murder

 
*BLAM BLAM* 
{*woman screaming in pain*.. cops yelling "Go! Go! Go! Go!"} 
*police sirens* 
 
Hook:	{sung vocals} 
	Think there`s been a murder-errra-ahhh-hahh-ahhh 
	I ahh, think there`s been a.. 
	I.. I think there`s been a.. 
	Think there`s been a murder-errra-ahhh-hahh-ahhh 
	I ahh, think there`s been a.. 
	I.. I think there`s been a.. 
 
[Jay-Z] 
I hustle from, night to morning, dawn to dusk 
Kidnap and robberies like, (c`mon nigga) "You goin with us" 
I held roundtable meetings so we could go on and discuss 
not only money but all the emotions goin through us 
Why we don`t cry when niggaz die, that`s how the street raised him 
Look in the air, say a prayer (hail mary) hopin God forgave him 
Cop liquor, twist it, tap it twice, pour it to the pavement 
We live dangerous, often findin ourself in the eyes of strangers 
(Who the fuck is you?) My dream is big and in it my team is rich 
as seen through the eyes of a nigga who ain`t seen shit 
Back to live action, I`m packin, I`m still in the mix 
like new hits, I think I`m goin over your head a lil` bit 
But I let you know I changed names when I roam through town 
Stay free and be who I`m professional known as now 
Jay-motherfuckin-Z; and with that said 
back to Shawn Carter the hustler, Jay-Z is dead, and uhh 
 
Hook 
 
[Jay-Z] 
My infatuation with autos led to autos gettin sprayed 
Houses gettin broken in, quarters gettin trayed 
Bricks gettin chopped, mom`s pots gettin used 
One thrown in that water, try the soda if there`s two (bring it back) 
Expensive shoes worn, Louis Vuitton seats, roof gone 
Coke cheap, my face is like a coupon 
I gotta do Shawn, cause even when Jay-Z was lukewarm 
I was gettin my loot on, nigga I`m too strong 
Eat til the food`s gone, they placed me on this earth 
The twin brother of Rich Porter, seperated at birth 
I got the soul of a hustler, quiet noise like a muffler 
Fuck with us, walk through the ghetto, see the place that corrupted us 
Learn why we buck at the guys that come up with us 
Ain`t enough bucks for us to split in this shit 
Plus ain`t nobody lovin us; and with that said 
back to Shawn Carter the hustler, Jay-Z is dead, and uhh 
 
Hook 
 
[Jay-Z] 
See my life is like a see-saw 
And until I move this weight it`s gon` keep me to the floor 
Travel with me through my deep thoughts 
Y`all can`t learn Jigga by the shit y`all be readin in The Source; 
It`s deeper of course 
Follow the life of this reckless minor 
At sixteen in the 600, unlicensed driver 
Playin, cops and robbers, like shots can`t stop us 
Flippin a bird to the choppers (fuck you coppers) 
Buck-thirty on the turns 
Reckless abandon, when I`m standin on this pedal 
Hand on my metal, minus all this time they tryin to give me 
Lord help me, all I ever wanted to be was wealthy or 
somebody to tell me that they felt me 
I tried to play the hand you dealt me 
but you gave me five funnies an` shit 
I was hungry I need menage money 
Nothin less than a 520; and with that said 
back to Shawn Carter the hustler, Jay-Z is *BLAM* 
 
{Think there`s been a murder-errra-ahhh-hahh-ahhh}
 

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