Freestyle #1 lyrics

by

JAY-Z


[Intro]
Yeah y'all this Jay-Z, coolin out with the Funk Flex
60 Minutes of Funk, volume two, how we do
Motherf*cker... yeah, you don't stop
You won't quit, Jay-Z drop sh*t like this

[Verse 1]
Ayo, my records sell 'cause I was born to do it
Kick that Willie sh*t well, 'cause I'm really gon' do it
The voice of the hustlers, who else gon' do it?
Most n*ggas is locked or in the box with embalming fluid
That's how I get it locked when I come through in the V
You rap n*ggas on the radio don't do it for me
Insert the removable face, place the CD
You're Prince, 'cause you rap dudes don't make sense
Talk about bitten lines
n*gga I did e'ry bit of crime that I writ in mine
Ran so much coke, I could sh*t a dime
And this is way back when, way before your bullsh*t was signed
Tryin' to indirectly, effect me, directly
Careful what you wish for, Jigga get raw
n*gga, I'm straight gutter, let me remind you
Act like you, out of your mind, I put your mind out of you
I do anything when I put my mind to it
A whole lot more when I put the nine to it
I flow sh*t, blow sh*t, smash sh*t, tow sh*t
On some sho' sh*t, hose it down totally and you knows this man
Keep n*ggas in awe with the old sh*t
No sh*t, and I don't give a f*ck who you go get
I fold sh*t like poker, smack 'em around
On some Joe Schmoe sh*t, I back your whole click down what?
Frito Lay rappers I slay for play
Tell me who in your circle could f*ck around with Jay?
No mo' sh*t, Cristals get dough sh*t
Shoot my pistals on the reg, I'm on some double-fo' sh*t
'Bout to drop a jewel and make po-po sick
I only respect the Feds, beat cops know sh*t
I'm pro slick, the dopest n*gga to your brain, the comatose sh*t
'Cause after all, what's my name, oh sh*t!
[Verse 2]
Yeah Funk Flex and uh, we don't stop
Y'all wanna rhyme like me, wanna dime like me
Every Tom, di*k and Harry wanna ride my mami
Drink Cristal, play diamonds in his wrist style
Sell fish scale, y'all n*ggas love this style
Wannabe players, Jay-Z's offic-ial
Been through out, I could tell you what to do and how to do it
Foundation is layed, we can take this to the top baby girl
If you're not afraid, the world is watchin'
Most certainly, clowns wanna get up in your drawers
Think they hurtin' me, ha hah
I keep you ill and traced out, tennis brace out
Cartier watch, ma, diamond face style
Crib on the coast, marble floors laced out
Chase you upstairs singing 'Let's Play House'
Drop a seed in her, little life to breathe in her
Wanna boy so to be sure, I OD'd in her
His days are laced in Caesar Leguars
All the chicks jealous at the baby shower
Beatch!

[Outro]
How we do, Funk Flex, yeah
Brooklyn...
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