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