JAY-Z - There’s Been a Murder lyrics

[JAY-Z - There’s Been a Murder lyrics]

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

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 niggas 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 hit's
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 I ahh

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

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
Separated 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 I ahh

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

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
Mind is on 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 needed menage money
Nothin' less than a 520 and with that said
Back to Shawn Carter the hustler
Jay-Z is gunshot
Think there's been a murder-errra
Ahhh hahh ahhh

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