Danger Mouse, JAY-Z, The Beatles - Justify My Thug lyrics
[Danger Mouse, JAY-Z, The Beatles - Justify My Thug lyrics]
Uhh, this feel right right here, Quik
It's like it's supposed to happen
This one right here young! God damn
Let me justify my thug on this one right here
It goes one o'clock, two
O'clock, three o'clock, roc
Five six seven o'clock, eight o'clock, Roc
Eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock
The party bout to pop
Then, Roc-A-Fella y'all, It's your boy S dot
And I ain't never been to jail
I ain't 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 ain't never ran, never will
I ain't never been smacked a
Nigga better keep his hands
To himself or get clapped for
What's under that man's belt
I never asked for nothin I
Don't 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 wasn't felt which is why
I ain't never played myself
I just play the hand I'm dealt
I can't say I've 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 don't give me heaven I'll raise hell
'Til it's heaven
Justify my thug for you my thug (hoping)
My thug (praying) for you to justify my thug
My thug (hoping) my thug (praying) for you
For you
Now if you shoot my dog, I'mma kill yo' cat
Just the unwritten laws in rap, know dat
For every action there's a reaction
Don't have me relapsin
Relaxin's what I'm about, but about mine
Don't be actin like you
Can't see street action
Take me back to Reasonable Doubt time
You see my mind's on the finish line
Facin the wreck
I put my muh'fuckin 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
Barrel in my apparel can stop God
God forgive me but I can't 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!
Justify my thug for you my thug (hoping)
My thug (praying) for you to justify my thug
My thug (hoping) my thug (praying) for you
For you
They say an eye for an eye
We both lose our sight
And two wrongs don't make a right
But when you been wronged and you know
All along that it's just one life
At what point does one fight?
(Good question, right?)
'Fore you knock the war
Try to put your dogs in his
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 ain't in the bag
When your options is none and the
Pen is all you have or the block
Niggas standin tight as lemons on the ave
Tryin to cop a shop - call
Theyself cleansin in the cash
But can't put they name on paper cause
Then you on blast
Mr president, there's drugs in our residence
Tell me what you want me to do
Come break bread with us
Mr governor, I swear there's a cover up
Every other corner there's a liquor store
Fuck is up?
Justify my thug for you my thug (hoping)
My thug (praying) for you to justify my thug
My thug (hoping) my thug (praying) for you
For you
It's like it's supposed to happen
This one right here young! God damn
Let me justify my thug on this one right here
It goes one o'clock, two
O'clock, three o'clock, roc
Five six seven o'clock, eight o'clock, Roc
Eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock
The party bout to pop
Then, Roc-A-Fella y'all, It's your boy S dot
And I ain't never been to jail
I ain't 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 ain't never ran, never will
I ain't never been smacked a
Nigga better keep his hands
To himself or get clapped for
What's under that man's belt
I never asked for nothin I
Don't 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 wasn't felt which is why
I ain't never played myself
I just play the hand I'm dealt
I can't say I've 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 don't give me heaven I'll raise hell
'Til it's heaven
Justify my thug for you my thug (hoping)
My thug (praying) for you to justify my thug
My thug (hoping) my thug (praying) for you
For you
Now if you shoot my dog, I'mma kill yo' cat
Just the unwritten laws in rap, know dat
For every action there's a reaction
Don't have me relapsin
Relaxin's what I'm about, but about mine
Don't be actin like you
Can't see street action
Take me back to Reasonable Doubt time
You see my mind's on the finish line
Facin the wreck
I put my muh'fuckin 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
Barrel in my apparel can stop God
God forgive me but I can't 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!
Justify my thug for you my thug (hoping)
My thug (praying) for you to justify my thug
My thug (hoping) my thug (praying) for you
For you
They say an eye for an eye
We both lose our sight
And two wrongs don't make a right
But when you been wronged and you know
All along that it's just one life
At what point does one fight?
(Good question, right?)
'Fore you knock the war
Try to put your dogs in his
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 ain't in the bag
When your options is none and the
Pen is all you have or the block
Niggas standin tight as lemons on the ave
Tryin to cop a shop - call
Theyself cleansin in the cash
But can't put they name on paper cause
Then you on blast
Mr president, there's drugs in our residence
Tell me what you want me to do
Come break bread with us
Mr governor, I swear there's a cover up
Every other corner there's a liquor store
Fuck is up?
Justify my thug for you my thug (hoping)
My thug (praying) for you to justify my thug
My thug (hoping) my thug (praying) for you
For you