In My Lifetime

Uh-huh, yeah hah Never Sprung huh? Jigga, Roc-a-Fella y'all Never Sprung huh? Yeah, peep the repertoire Peoples, feel me on this one Peoples, feel this Never Sprung huh? Know my style I love bitches, thug bitches, shy bitches Rough bitches, don't mat

[Jay Z] uh huh je je je je jeah ye ye yeah ye ye yeah How real is this how real is this Uh huh huh Inspect this here check Verse One: I'm from where the hammer's rung New's cameras never come You and your man houndin' every verse in your rhyme where

Uh-huh uh huh uh Gee-gee-geyeah Baby, watchin, streets Uh-huh uh huh uh You don't have to look Uh-huh uh The streets is watching Check it, check Uh-huh uh, check Look, if I shoot you, I'm brainless But if you shoot me, then you're famous -- what's a

Uhh... Uhh, yeah Won't stop niggaz "Somehow the rap game remind me of the crack game" - [Nas] Jigga! Feel me People, told ya motherfuckers, told ya "See that rap shit is really just like sellin smoke" - [OutKast] Uhh, Roc-a-Fella Geyea

[somebody whispering] Somebody's pulling me closer to the ground I ain't panicked, I been here before Seems like only yesterday when I got up on that stage In front of that crowd And showed them who was who, and what was what Man look at these sucker