Jay-Z Lyrics

Album: Unknown

Can I Live II Lyrics

(feat. Memphis Bleek)

 [Jay-Z]

 Geyeah, y'all nigaas finished yo

 Is y'all niggas finished

 Got your little radio play your little BDS, huh

 You finished nigga, huh huh, y'all finished

 Can I live, huh

 Can I live, Joe your bein' stingy with the music bin yo

 

 [Jay-Z]

 Yo, yo...yo, I blacks out, I pulls the mack out

 Scream "Whats that about," then I clap out

 I get my plot on, in my drop on

 Through the rotten, dont even hate on those who hate me

 I got popped on, feelin' it (feelin' it)

 Chickens are ice grillin' it

 Cops pullin' it over, Jigga react militant

 Speed off, officer told me to turn the beat off

 I turned it a level higher, then return the devils fire

 I'm raised different, reactin' situations

 Niggas lay stiff and, rookies blame it on the age difference

 My subliminal flows create criminal O's

 Sing along if you with me, til the end of the road

 I'm cynical when in the view of the public

 And this is because, I'm defensive when I'm in interviews

 The percentage who dont understand is higher than the percentage who do

 Check yourself, what percentage is you?

 

 Can I live

 For all my niggas with all white airforce ones and black guns, stack ones yo

 Can I live 

 For all my chicks, pigeons, hoes stand bow legged like the bulldog, know what 

 I mean, huh?

 Can I live

 To all the ce-lo champs, two green dice and one red stop the bank and roll 

 heads yo

 Can I live

 To all my niggas who drink hennesy straight, cop mix tapes, and sell weight 

 niggas

 

 [Jay-Z]

 I got the feds sending me letters 'cause Im schooling the youth

 But they cant lock me down 'cause my tool is the truth

 Yeah I sold drugs for a living, thats a given

 Why is it? why dont y'all try to visit the neighboorhoods I lived in

 My mind been through hell, my neighborhood is crime central

 Where cops lock you more than try to defend you

 I push you to the limit when I'm needing the wealth

 And all I see is life cycle just repeatin' itself

 Ran into shorty boppin' down the ave

 On his way to clockin' mad then

 He proceeded to show me a block of slab and said

 

 [Memphis Bleek]

 Aiyyo theres money I there I just gotta have

 When I catch up to these feinds Im'a knock 'em on they ass

 Not to brag, sometimes I look at life and laugh

 How I think about school and it taught me not a ???

 When I backed out, let one one, let the barrel turn

 Holla at you faggots that its my block to burn

 That credit you dead it, I know heads gettin' annoyed and knew all

 About a dope feind before reading donald goings

 Flipping boying, using the right cut

 One thing thats fucked up is bad dope that I cant pump

 This slab gotta re-up and rebag, blend it in with the raw

 Bubble it fast cop more, once I get it I got it I lock it

 Nobody pop shit, selling twenties on my block bitch

 For some blacktop shit

 What you want nigga, what you want nigga

 What you want, what you want nigga

 

 Can I live...

 To all my niggas that hold coke and they bubble coat

 Tryin' to win in the construction Timbs yo

 Can I live...

 Yo USA, all my chicks that strip, boo's, go to the store with the dewey pins 

 still in

 All my chicks with the credit card scams, two kids, one job, and no man

 All my chicks gettin' that washing set with their welfare check

 All the mommies dame besa, alright?

 All my niggas rockin' them fifty cats, tryin' to get at this rap

 Know what I mean?

 All my cats with open cases, big cars, and no licenses, I like that shit, 

 I'll see y'all

 All my niggas at St. Pauls after they say some fucked up shit

 Rock on and uh, Jigga shit, Rockafella forever yo

 Uhh, Major Coins, yeah, uhh huh

 Memph Bleek nigga