JAY-Z - No Hook lyrics
[JAY-Z - No Hook lyrics]
"Most important thing in business is
Honesty, integrity, hard work, family
Never forgetting where we came from"
Poor me, dad was gone
Finally got my dad back
Liver bad, he wouldn't live long
That snatched my dad back
Guidance? I never had that
Streets was my second home
Welcomed me with open arms provided
A place to crash at
A place to study math at, matter of fact
I learned it all burnt it all
This music is where I bury the ashes at
Flash back, not having much, not having that
Had to get some challah bread so
You can holla back and
Holla at my Jewish lawyer to enjoy the
Fruit of letting my cash stack
And just in case a nigga gotta use
His rat tat tat tat tat
Own boss, own your masters, slaves
The mentality I carry with me
To this very day
Fuck rich, let's get wealthy
Who else gon' feed we?
If I need it, I'ma get it however
God help me
And I don't need no hook for this shit
I'm so fa sho', it's no façade
"Stay outta trouble
" Mama said as Mama sighed her fear
Her youngest son be a victim of homicide
But I gotta get you outta here momma
Or I'ma die inside
And either way, you lose me, Mama
So let loose of me i got the rein
Our direction will soon change
To live and die in NY in the hustle game
Hustle 'caine, hustle clothes
Or hustle music
But hustle hard in any hustle that you pick
Skinny nigga, toothpick, but, but I do lift
Weight like I'm using 'roids
Rolls-Royce, keep my movements
Smooth while maneuvering
Through all the manure in the sewer
That I grew up in
Choices we make trying to escape, 'scape
And I don't need no hook for this shit
This is not for commercial usage
Please don't categorize this as music
Please don't compare me to other rappers
Compare me to trappers
I'm more Frank Lucas than Ludacris
And Luda's my dude, I ain't tryna diss
Like, Frank Lucas is cool
But I ain't trying to snitch
I'ma follow the rules no matter
How much time I'ma get
I'ma live and die with the
Decisions that I'ma pick
So fuck DeHaven for caving
That's why we don't speak
Made men ain't supposed to make statements
End of the story, I followed the code
Cracked the safe
Other niggas ain't in the game
So they practice hate
Leave that boy Hov' alone, why don't cha?
You don't have to if you don't want to
But don't say I didn't warn you
Oh and I don't need no hook for this shit
Honesty, integrity, hard work, family
Never forgetting where we came from"
Poor me, dad was gone
Finally got my dad back
Liver bad, he wouldn't live long
That snatched my dad back
Guidance? I never had that
Streets was my second home
Welcomed me with open arms provided
A place to crash at
A place to study math at, matter of fact
I learned it all burnt it all
This music is where I bury the ashes at
Flash back, not having much, not having that
Had to get some challah bread so
You can holla back and
Holla at my Jewish lawyer to enjoy the
Fruit of letting my cash stack
And just in case a nigga gotta use
His rat tat tat tat tat
Own boss, own your masters, slaves
The mentality I carry with me
To this very day
Fuck rich, let's get wealthy
Who else gon' feed we?
If I need it, I'ma get it however
God help me
And I don't need no hook for this shit
I'm so fa sho', it's no façade
"Stay outta trouble
" Mama said as Mama sighed her fear
Her youngest son be a victim of homicide
But I gotta get you outta here momma
Or I'ma die inside
And either way, you lose me, Mama
So let loose of me i got the rein
Our direction will soon change
To live and die in NY in the hustle game
Hustle 'caine, hustle clothes
Or hustle music
But hustle hard in any hustle that you pick
Skinny nigga, toothpick, but, but I do lift
Weight like I'm using 'roids
Rolls-Royce, keep my movements
Smooth while maneuvering
Through all the manure in the sewer
That I grew up in
Choices we make trying to escape, 'scape
And I don't need no hook for this shit
This is not for commercial usage
Please don't categorize this as music
Please don't compare me to other rappers
Compare me to trappers
I'm more Frank Lucas than Ludacris
And Luda's my dude, I ain't tryna diss
Like, Frank Lucas is cool
But I ain't trying to snitch
I'ma follow the rules no matter
How much time I'ma get
I'ma live and die with the
Decisions that I'ma pick
So fuck DeHaven for caving
That's why we don't speak
Made men ain't supposed to make statements
End of the story, I followed the code
Cracked the safe
Other niggas ain't in the game
So they practice hate
Leave that boy Hov' alone, why don't cha?
You don't have to if you don't want to
But don't say I didn't warn you
Oh and I don't need no hook for this shit