Usher - The Times And Life of Shawn Carter lyrics

Usher Raymond

[Usher - The Times And Life of Shawn Carter lyrics]

In my lifetime, more than a million rhymes
No joking

Ay, JAY can I get open?

Beyond reasonable doubt the industry
Made me wait

What's crazy is I'm still
Spending money from '88

Can I live and surprise
The game? Think harder

You know this brother

JAY-Z

Shawn Carter

Brooklyn

Marcy

Where friends or foes can get it quick

So I suggest you all roll
With the click, bitch, who you wit'?

It's alright, just use your wit's

To know the difference between a 40 and a 46

Young Hov and you can feel
Every word like braille

I'm a hustler, baby

I can sell water to a whale

The Mike Jordan of recording

The truths in every word

Yeah, it's a hard knock life

But it's a'ight, ya heard?

When the Remy's in the system hear
The track and take flight

"I'm a business
Man!" He who writes check with
A hand that don't write

Okay! I'm reloaded

With too many classics

It's the ROC and we runnin' this rap shit

My flow is liable to go
Michael take your pick

Jackson, Tyson, Jordan game 6

In the zone like 2-3 and
Made it look too easy

Can't leave rap alone, the game needs me

I'm from the other side where other guys
Were quick to pull your card

And argue about who's the best emcee

Biggie

JAY-Z

And Nas

Man, the average rap fan couldn't pick
Just one of the three

It's cool
I'm out for dead presidents to represent me

The takeover, the break's over

So you can get

That

Dirt off your shoulder

Cuz if I hit you, I'm brainless

Now if you get me
You're famous what's a brother to do?

Damn! It gets tedious

So I keep one eye open like CBS

I'm focused, man

This is a one of one

The hustler's poster child

I'll show you how to do this, son

So you can see what was what

And who was who

All the way from 4: 44

To 40 40s

Down to 22 Twos

Told y'all
Nobody wins when the family feuds

My motto is simple: I will not lose

Allow me to re-introduce myself:
My name is Hov, h to the O-V

Leader of the black gang, ROC, mane

They say words are a weapon

So when I shoot
Meet your death in less than eight seconds

I'm from a place where the
News cameras never come

Where you can have 99 problems
But a bitch ain't one

H to the Izzo

V to the Izzay

Yeah, I'm out that Brooklyn

Always see me reppin' BK

Cuz you can't knock the hustle

So all we ask is trust

That's why I'm overcharging 'em for what
They did to the Cold Crush

First off, I wanna thank my connect, dude

Cuz what's better than
One black billionaire?

Twooooo

They said I couldn't do it again
So I did it again

Only rapper to rewrite history with no pen

Jiggaman, we did it, man
History made you got to feel him

No more Big Willie
My game is grown prefer you call me William

And if you can't respect that
Then your perspective is wack
Maybe you'll love me when I fade to black

You're witnessing the blueprint of how
To pitch with no mound

So gather 'round
Hustlers cuz it's about to go down!

Congrats, S carter: ghostwriter

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