Streets Is Watching movie - You're Only a Customer lyrics

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Song by Jay-Z<br /><br>

[Intro:]<br>

Ha ha, ha ha, Roc-a-Fella y'all<br>

Futuristic shit beeotch<br>

Uh, what the fuck? How we do. How we do. Uh ha<br>

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[Verse 1:]<br>

Triple platnum nigga with the solid gold fade<br>

All that nickle and dime shit, don't hold no weight<br>

Fortune 5, top 5 in the Forbes (you'll see) as you<br>

Thumb through the Source I read the Ride report<br>

Class C, cold me down with the plastic<br>

That's all I Ask Of You, like Raphael Saadiq<br>

At the hotel, Nico, robbin' the val suite<br>

My people's eyes through the peep hole<br>

I'm lovin' you down freak as I<br>

Shoot through the city like a rumor<br>

Not soon enough, to stop 'em from spreadin' the news<br>

Paper headin' read "Jay-Z breaths, 80 degrees"<br>

the only thing to cool them off is a Malibu day breeze<br>

Can't sop for the feds, say cheese<br>

You know they wanna take a nigga picture <br>

Pray for the day to get ya, but I'm a parlay and stay richer for now<br>

Jigga hasn't done dirt in a while<br>

YOu know my stomach getin' weak from livin' on the streets for real<br>

Tryin' to oversee it from suites, orderin' eats<br>

At the top where the criminal minds meet<br>

That's where the cream is (right) , that's where your dream is (well ain't<br>

it?)<br>

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[Hook:]<br>

You're only a customer (uh)<br>

Walkin' in the presence of hustlers <br>

You spend money all night long<br>

"All night long" - Mary J. Blige<br>

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[Verse 2:]<br>

A-yo my youth had a nigga too aggressive<br>

I use to speed excessive, both eyes closed<br>

No thought infested<br>

Hittin' pot holes, cop-o's will snatch your weight<br>

But your game most precious<br>

Had to rethink things, is pinky ring worth<br>

Life on the run and time served in Sing Sing<br>

I don't know to tell the truth<br>

If I'm pressed for doe, I got to consoul Irv Gotti y'all<br>

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[Irv Gotti:]<br>

Heads got to roll<br>

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[Jay-Z:]<br>

I was raised to live, Lord I pray you forgive<br>

If not, I just handle it like Jason Kidd<br>

What you're facin' is official (it's official)<br>

Most cases when I"m blazin' won't miss you (won't miss you)<br>

Case and point mad bullshitted issue<br>

I see it to the end, my writting is so personal<br>

My heart bleedin' out my pen, make no mistake aobut me<br>

It's only one nigga livin', I got a half a cake about me<br>

I got love, to make a nigga die bleedin' is nothin'<br>

You make a motherfucker die breathin' then you sayin' somthing, beeotch<br>

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[Hook (X3)]<br>

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More flavor than y'all can image havin' <br>

Graphic like Sega, Saturn, traffic like the Bodega<br>

It just so happens, you caught me at the the tail end of my dive<br>

My brain ain't right from inhaling the work of my life<br>

Fuck it, 3's in ya, had to hold<br>

D.C. high pissy off Cristle<br>

3 G's high seasoned Bacardy, UV's <br>

Blesses my body, we be fresh at the party <br>

Play yourself go head if you don't no the ledge<br>

It's like spittin' to God<br>

Get it in your face fuckin' with niggas over your head<br>

Take your time with me, shiftee <br>

Use to make Coke stretch like the samplin' a 950<br>

Shit with that, while I'm o a Kawasoki bike<br>

At the light, doin' a pike, with a bitch on the back<br>

And take flight, my life like it was directed by Hype<br>

In 35 slow-mo, with the Rockafella logo<br>

Accapoco to Arruba, bay breezes and caviar baluga<br>

Very little loot, a loser<br>

In the grashish blueish, Les Coup it's the root of evil in these people<br>

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[Hook (X3)]<br>

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