Artist: Jay-Z
Song Title: This Life Forever
Uh huh
Blackhand Entertainment
Roc a Fella Records
In association with the streets
The Black Gangster
In conjunction
With everything official

I ride through the ghetto windows down halfway
Halfway out of my mind music on 9 blasting Donny Hathaway
Me and my *****s spending half the day
Plotting how we gon get this math with out getting blast away
I wake up to the same problems after today
Life is harsh, *****s gotta ?
Right from the start they place me in the ghetto tender age of nine
My tender mind had to surrender to crime
Wouldn't wish this on nobody like the end of like mine
Ever since I was quite young a ***** been in divine
Had to scratch for every plaque, even rap ain't even all its cracked up to be
*****s don't stack up to me
Had to hustle in a world of trouble
Trapped in, claustrophobic the only way out was rapping
America don't understand it, the demographics I tapped in
I'm the truest ***** to do this ***** and anything else is foolish
Like those who stay high, under God's grey skies
My lyrics is like Bible, made to save lives
In the midst of all your misery *****, stay fly
Never let em see you frown, even smile when you down
****, I floss on my off-days **** what they all say
*****s can't stop me with rumors, I'm too strong
Socks explode and sweatpants pockets is bulging
Holding it down on the corner with my glock holding
My spot is golden, drop the price on the coke and
Drove the competition out and let the dough flow in
The cops is closing in, I can do the time
But what's really on my mind, is there's no hoes in the pen
I play the low and try and make it hard to find me
Feds still tryna build a case since '93
I told them, I'm retired but they like whatever
You know them pigs don't want to see you get your life together

I'm stuck in this life forever
The more things change the more they stay the same
Who am I to change the game?
You gotta move quick like heroin and cocaine
The blocks hotter than its ever been

Once again
Hold the gun at eye level, I ain't afraid of conflict
I let the nine rip, ***** say "hi" to the devil
I blind with the bezel, I'm in line with the ghetto
What y'all *****s afraid of my mind or the metal
*****s tryna subtract my life, my mathematics is precise
I carry the nine, so ****ing with me just ain't the answer
I just can't lose when I was young I was like Fresh
Poppa raised me to chess moves
And though your gone I'm not bitter you left me prepared
We got divided by the years, but I got it from here
Don't sweat that, sounds bump from Marcy to Lefrak
To that project in DC where my man caught his death at
Over my years I've seen Rooks get tooken by the Knight
Lose they Crown by tryna defend a Queen
Checkmate, in 4 moves the Bobby Fischer of rap
With raw moves in a time where we all move
Lets face it either your dough chasin, or basing
Lacing, cranks got your face sprung like mason
Careful, any infultration I'm leaving *****s
Leaving more than just information


Real ****
The Black Gangsta
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The Black Gangsta
Roll with me now