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Текст (слова) песни: Jay-Z f Paul Anka - I Did it My Way

[singing: Paul Anka] + (Jay-Z)
Now, the end is near (Can you believe this shit Guru?)
So I face (I`m from the hood man) the final curtain
(No the REAL hood the hood, not the RAP hood)
(The REAL hood, like three pair of pants)
My friends, I`ll say it clear (pair of sneakers)
(My moms is bustin her ass) State my case
(Nigga I`m goin to Japan tomorrow!) Which I`m certain
(You understand what I`m sayin? Can you believe that?)
I lived a life that`s full (They have people, waitin)
(at the airport like five days like I`m a Beatle or somethin)
(That`s really somethin!) And I travelled each, and every highway
(Seen the best of the best, the worst of the worst) and more
Much more than this (still here) I did it myyyyyy wayyyyyyy
Let`s try this one

[Jay-Z] + (singer)
Uhh, yeah... gangsta nigga!
Put my hustle down, tore the game up nigga
Took your high score down, put my name up nigga
Tore the doors down `til the Hall of Fame is Jigga
I did it my way (and more.. much more than this)
That`s right, it`s a beautiful thing man!
(I did it myyyyyy wayyyyyyy) I did it my way -- Hovi baby!

Momma`s youngest and strongest, survived summers like saunas
Mastered a corner like Deion in his uniform
Pop hurtin assertive, flirted with death
Damn near murdered before my first album hit the shelf
Grandma`s favorite, she could not understand
how there`s people in the world who wouldn`t want me as a neighbor
Has to explain to her, you think these folks want me in the penthouse
as a reminder that I make top paper?
Black entrepeneur, nobody did us no favors
Nobody gave us shit, we made us
The Rap Pack, I`m Sinatra, Dame`s Sam Davis
Big`s the smart one on the low like Dean Martin
We came in this game, not beggin niggaz pardon
Demandin y`all respect, hand over a check
And while y`all at it, hand over the jet
We the reason they ain`t hand over Def Jam so quick
They new every year I was droppin new product
I was raisin the stock up, while buildin the Roc up
But that`s alright, cause they knew they had to see us
When it was time for us to re-up, make us multi-million-ires
Je-je-jeah!

(And more, much more than this; I did it myyyyyy wayyyyyyy)

Jeah! "In My Lifetime"
I caught smaller cases, but I had capital
Hypocritic system let me right back at you
You better hope a rich rapper never attacks you
Not even that scratches you, `specially if you black dude
They don`t give a shit unless the accused just happen to rap
And they can look good by paintin him as bad news
Cause in my past, I seen dudes get half of they views
exposed to the curb and nobody said a word
So imagine how disturbed I was
When I seen how big they made my fight scene at the club
Let me explain exactly how this shit was
This nigga Un yo I scratched him, he went home without an aspirin
But it`s cool cause he`s back friends, and half-inning is over
It`s in the past and I`m glad, now I`m back to bein Hova
Me back with the chaffeur, laid back
Helicopter seat, feat inclined, shit feelin like a sofa
Helicopter meet me, Teta Vero(?) take me over
somewhere peaceful for the weekend now it`s back to speakin of vultures
So the next time that page six approaches us
Here`s a quote from Jay, nigga I did it my - way

(And more, much more than this; I did it myyyyyy wayyyyyyy)

 

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