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Jay-Z( Shawn Corey Carter )
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Don't Kill My Vibe (Remix)
[Hook] I am a sinner who's probably gonna sin again Lord forgive me, Lord forgive me Things I don't understand Sometimes I need to be alone B*tch don't kill my vibe, b*tch don't kill my vibe I can feel your energy from two planets away I got my drink, I got my music I would share it but today I'm yelling B*tch, don't kill my vibe; b*tch, don't kill my vibe B*tch, don't kill my vibe; b*tch, don't kill my vibe
[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar] Look inside of my soul and you can find gold and maybe get rich, hol' up Trinidad Jame$ in four weeks But now my album platinum and sh*t, so what Y'all keep the numbers I'm more than another statistic, my n*gga This courtesy of Compton Brooklyn go hard, motherf*cker Love me on the East like I'm Chuck D Dominicans wish that I was born there I'm lookin' to be the god MC You look at my hat and see thorns there I look at the game and see porn there I'm f*ckin' this industry hard I'm bagging this money, tea-bagging your honey You thought I was fresh out the yard Don't cry to me dummy, you're a lightweight They tell me you nice and I'm like 'wait' Go get me a knife, you're looking like steak And when the stakes are high, I stake out for days And when the water inside, you're Bobby Boucher We thirsty n*gga, never alert me, n*gga I got a P89 in a suitcase I know you heard me, n*gga, this is a burpee, n*gga Lyrical exercise Right now, homie, I'm in the extra vibe Pipe down, it occurred when you heard that I got these words To the upper echelon, that's excellent
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[Verse 2: Jay-Z] Up in the clouds, me and my spouse Rumors on the ground gettin' too loud Please turn them sh*ts down, can't hear myself think Turbulence, sh*t, almost spilled my drink In the White House with a mink Running through that b*tch like it's my house All up in the hall like a mall Told you motherf*ckers, all I do is ball No, I don't 'member you, I don't intend to empty my memory bank It's a million dollars in it, baby, Hilary Swank Sittin' next to Hilary smellin' like dank Presidential pardon, name one n*gga out there harder than him, I'll wait I've been in my weight like 20 years straight I've been on my vibe like 20 years straight Don't f*ck up my high, don't f*ck up my high Nights like this, I could f*ck up a pie Still keep straight and still be straight Fall back, b*tch, I got a lot on my plate Don't waste my breath I don't know how many moons a n*gga got left Back to this joint, smokin' this sh*t like I'm tryna' prove a point I'm the highest, the highest title, numero uno Kill my vibe, that's your motherf*ckin' funeral
[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar] Between you and me, turn eulogy to urinals, n*ggas pissed off I'm in this lil' diss sh*t, I'm pushin' my fart Leader of the new school, on my toes like a ballerina Who knew I'd be Black Swan World in my palms, ironically I am the Globetrotters' best Cause I didn't drop the ball Told n*ggas when I was 16 that I'd write a 16 To put a n*gga right on the big screen In the paddy wagon with 16, should have been in the pen But then my pen write with morphine I heal n*ggas, touch down with more fiends I kill n*ggas, audio crack, khakis to meal ticket Cardio lap, was running for dear life but now I'm running the map B*tch, I'm here n*gga, Picture little old me giving a f*ck for what a f*ck n*gga gotta say N*gga you'll never be Jay, never be Nas, never be Snoop nor Dre You ain't get killed in Vegas or hit a Suburban N*gga, Puffy Daddy wasn't your favorite So many washed up with detergent But I don't dry tears, I just aim at them on purpose Like bluck, Mini-14 like bluck Empty out another magazine like bluck Hit a young n*gga, get back I kill 'em all when they try to kill my vibe I am the bad, the good God, the last the hood got The last that would try to pass a good job If Shawn's a black Beatle then I need a 10 second drum solo B*tch see you at Woodstock
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