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Тексты (слова) песенСписок исполнителей в алфавитном порядкеА  Б В Г Д Е Ё Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Э Ю Я  A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P R S T U V W X Y Z  Текст (слова) песни: Jay-Z - Justify My ThugUhh, this feel right right here Quik Its like its sposed to happen this one right here Young! God damn.. .. let me justify my thug on this one right here [Verse One: Jay-Z] It goes one oclock, two oclock, three oclock rock Five six seven oclock, eight oclock rock Eleven oclock, twelve oclock, the party bout to pop Then - Roc-A-Fella yall, its your boy S. Dot And I aint never been to jail; I aint never pay a nigga to do no dirt for me I was scared to do myself I will never tell even if it means sittin in a cell I aint never ran, never will I aint never been smacked; a nigga better keep his hands to himself or get clapped for whats under that mans belt I never asked for nothin I dont demand of myself Honesty, loyalty, friends and then wealth Death before dishonor and I tell you what else I tighten my belt fore I beg for help Foolish pride is what held me together through the years I wasnt felt which is why I aint never played myself I just play the hand Im dealt, I cant say Ive never knelt before God and asked for better cards at times to no avail But I never sat back feelin sorry for myself If you dont give me heaven Ill raise hell Til its heaven [Chorus - imitating Madonna] Justify my thug! "For you!" - [Run-D.M.C.] My thug.. (hoping..) My thug.. (praying..) for you to justify my thug! My thug.. (hoping..) My thug.. (praying..) for you.. "For you! Fresh" - [Run-D.M.C.] [Verse Two: Jay-Z] Now if you shoot my dog, Ima kill yo cat Just the unwritten laws in rap - know dat For every action theres a reaction, dont have me relapsin Relaxins what Im about, but about mine Dont be actin like you cant see street action Take me back to +Reasonable Doubt+ time You see my minds on the finish line, facin the wreck I put my muhfuckin faith in the tec, tell Satan not yet You understand I am chasin my breath I am narrowly escapin my death, oh yes I am the Michael Schumacher of the Roc roster Travellin Mach 5, barrelin, my power can stop God God forgive me but I cant let them deliver me to you Until, I won this race, then eventually My engine gon burn out, I get whatever is meant for me However it turns out fine - red line! [Chorus] [Verse Three: Jay-Z] They say an eye for an eye, we both lose our sight And two wrongs dont make a right But when you been wrong and you know all along that its just one life At what point does one fight? (Good question right!) Fore you knock the war, try to put your dogs in it Ten-and-a-halfs, for a minute-and-a-half Bet that stops all the grinnin and the laughs When you play the game of life and the win aint in the bag When your options is none and the pen is all you have or the block, niggaz standin tight, theres limits on the ave Tryin to cop or shot-call theyself cleansin in the cash But cant put they name on paper cause, then you on blast Mr. President, theres drugs in our residence Tell me what you want me to do, come break bread with us Mr. Governor, I swear theres a cover up Every other corner theres a liquor store - fuck is up? [Chorus] |
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