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Turn my music high, high, high,

I'm the streets where the
Hood could swallow a man, bullets'll a man
There's so much that you could run the slalom
And cops comb the top to bottom
They say that we are prone to violence, but it's sweet home
Where personalities crash and chrome chrome
The prices up and down like it's Wall Street homes
But this is worse than the Dow Jones brains are now blown
All that brown Brougham, one slip you are now gone
Welcome to hell where you are to sell
But them shells come you better return 'em
All scars we earn 'em, all cars we learn 'em like the back of our
We watch for hopping out the back of van
a G on my chest, I don't need Dapper Dan
This ain't a sewn homes, homes is about it
Was clapping them before I became famous
For playing me shall forever remain nameless
I am

I do, I tell you the difference between me and them
They to get they ones, I'm tryin' to get them M's
One million, two million, million, four
In just five years, forty more
You are now at the forty million boy
I'm rapping Def Jam 'til I'm the hundred man
R., O., C.

I came into this a hundred grand strong
to be exact, from grinding G-packs
Put this in motion ain't no rewinding me back
Could make 40 off a brick but one rhyme could that
And if somebody would of told 'em that Hov' would clothing
Heh, not in this lifetime, wasn't in my right
That's another difference that's between me and
Heh, I'm up, open the market up
One million, two million, million, four
In eighteen months, eighty million
Now add number up with the one I said before
You are now at one smart black boy
Momma ain't raised no
Put me anywhere on God's green earth, triple my worth
Motherfucker, I, will, not,

I sell ice in the winter, I sell fire in
I am a hustler baby, sell water to a well
I was to get cake, move on and switch states
Cop the Coupe with the gone and switch plates
Was born to dictate, never orders
Dickface, get your straight, fucker this is Big Jay

Will, not, lose, ever, fucker!