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Uhh, this feel right right here Quik It´s like it´s ´sposed to happen this one right here Young! God damn.. .. let me justify my thug on this one right here [Verse One: Jay-Z] It goes one o´clock, two o´clock, three o´clock rock Five six seven o´clock, eight o´clock rock 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 [Chorus - imitating Madonna] Justify my thug! "For you!" - [Run-D.M.C.] My thug.. (hoping..) My thug.. (praying..) for you to justify my thug! My thug.. (hoping..) My thug.. (praying..) for you.. "For you! Fresh" - [Run-D.M.C.] [Verse Two: Jay-Z] Now if you shoot my dog, I´ma 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 ??? 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, barrelin, my power 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! [Chorus] [Verse Three: Jay-Z] They say an eye for an eye, we both lose our sight And two wrongs don´t make a right But when you been wrong 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 it 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, niggaz standin tight, there´s limits on the ave Tryin to cop or shot-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? [Chorus]

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