Jay-Z Lyrics

Album: Unknown

Can't Knock the Hustle (remix) Lyrics

[Intro:]

 (Singing) Whoooh, Paradise

 you better think twice, 'cause you're not living the life

 [Jay-Z:]

 Jay-Z, Roc-A-Fella y'all, it don't stop

 

 [Verse One: ]

 

 We about to change this game here

 Check my pockets there's nothing but game there

 I remain without fear

 Keep the lanes clear, and the cats that's all about threats remain here

 On top of this Metropolis

 My name is like a square

 Dropped off every tier

 Now y'all can swear to Jay

 Heard it the other day

 Through the mystery, we get it swiftly 

 We got to hit you every night before we hit the lights it's type addictive

 Need cats to live with, the heat goes on

 Everyday is a hustle, the beat goes on

 Funny thing happen, in the midst of chasing money and foes

 And the worst thing worst then getting old is not getting old

 Niggaz stay low, like six bowls of shit and gold 

 And watch the hoes when they bump into your clothes

 And I hope they shine

 Seen a lot of things and enough memories to last me two lifetimes

 Can't knock the hustle

 

 [Chorus #1: (Singing) ]

 

 I'm taking out this time

 To give you a piece of my mind

 Who do you think you are 

 Baby one day you'll be a star

 

 [Verse Two]

 

 Check this

 In a mans world need a girl to tough something

 Pull an 80 out her Anne Klein purse and bust something

 If you skating through the night to the light, then trust something

 When I get home

 Then it's on

 Girl just crack those shaped legs like Grade A eggs

 Love the way you behave and beg

 Moan, turn those hollers to screams as we zone like a college team

 Then they can hear you from Hollis, Queens (226)

 Life with me, consists of a lot of things

 Chips in your ear hit the dirt 'cause you got hotter things

 But you know how to scream, friends talking dizziness

 Remind them freak chicks to stay out my business

 You know they can't love it, trips to LA with no luggage

 Came back with six bags struggling

 In first class if my ass should crash, champagne spilled on me

 Bank still off on me

 

 [Chorus #2: (Singing)]

 

 But until the last day, I'm the one who's crazy

 'Cause that's the way you making me feel (can't knock the hustle)

 I don't want no romance, I just want the chance

 Can't knock the hustle for real

 

 [Verse Three]

 

 Ever since you retired, working alongside those live wires

 Been in this rap biz with fake nigs you know liars

 I guess I'm biased, what I talk about I live

 These rap dudes can flip, but some of them ain't even rhyming for chips

 WHAT PART OF THE GAME IS THIS

 Seems brainless, on tours with whores that's what I'm saying I miss

 Cats that go all out for their gold plaques

 Starting out with four jacks, ended up with Gold Ac's

 Bet your love collapses if my funds get trapped

 On the weight of me through you, screw you

 Gun blew you, I didn't want to choose you

 Run through you like UH, EXCUSE YOU!

 But that's my cash, I understand you hustle

 That's my cash, you don't understand

 Let my dough flash, you can show it love

 Like a rap star in front of the club

 But don't knock the hustle

 

 [Chorus 1 & 2 to fade]