The Watcher 2 lyrics

Artist  : Jay-z 
Song : The Watcher 2



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(feat. Dr. Dre, Rakim, Truth
Hurts)

[Jay-Z]
Jeah.. uhh.. it's what I
do for a livin nigga
Eat for a livin nigga
(watcher)
That's how I live for a livin
nigga.. (watcher)
Okay, let's do this (the
watcher)

[Verse One: Jay-Z]
Things just
ain't the same for gangsters
But I'm a little
too famous to shoot these pranksters
All of
these rap singers claimin they bangers
Doin
all sorts of twisted shit with they
fingers
Disrespectin the game, no home trainin
or manners
I was doin this shit when you was
shittin Pampers
I was movin them grams 'fore
you, knew what a hand that hand was
Duckin the
vans, radars, the scanners
'Fore you knew what
hard white to tame was
I was hittin the
turnpike, aight with the bammers
I was nice
with my hands, cuss aight with them hammers
I
was prickin my finger 'fore you knew what a Fam
was
I had it laid out 'fore you knew what a
plan was
Three hundred mill' later, now you
understand us
Y'all ain't see us comin through
Vegas
You ever seen so much cham' bust in one
night
Grand fucked up one fight
I was on
the Peter Pan bus
You was Peter Pan up in your
room, y'all fuckin with whom?
Allowed me to be
taught
You cowards is just now learnin the
shit that we talk
You niggaz ain't know about
a Robb Report
Bout a high speed Porsche,
i.e.
You niggaz ain't know how to floss 'til I
came through the door
like "Eric B. for Pres,"
respect me in this BITCH!
You can't disrespect
us cause you got a little check cut
You was
suckin for so long, fuckin your little neck
up
Now you too big for your britches, you got
a few little bitches
You think you Hugh
Hefner, you just ridiculous
I blew breath for
you midgets, I gave life to the game
It's only
right I got the right to be king
Niggaz that
got life really like what I sing
Cause they
know is he really like, niggaz feel my
pain
Know the shit I DON'T write be the illest
shit that's ever been recited
in the game word
to the hyphen in my NAME!
J, A, Y, DASH,
Hoffa
The past present nigga the future,
proper
The holy trinity of hip-hop is us
We
give, Dre his props BUT that's where it
stops
It's the Roc

[Chorus: Truth
Hurts]
I know, you got your eyes on me
I
feel you watchin me
But it ain't hard to see
that you can't see me
You try, but what you
think you saw
Ain't what you thought you
saw
You bed-da off not lookin at
all
(Everywhere that I go, ain't the same as
befo')
(People I used to know, just don't know
me no mo')
(But everywhere that I go, I got
people I know)
(Who got people they know, so I
suggest you lay low)

[Verse Two: Dr.
Dre]
I'm still on top of the game
Still
droppin flames, still cock and aim
Still at
the top had the Roc for the fame
over
setbacks, there's been a lot since I came
You
seen it all, how I got, how I gained
The
momentum when it dropped, how I got through the
pain
When I roll and shock, they watched me
reclaim
the streets, they made a special spot
for my name
Dre, haters wanna stop to my
reign
But the music lives in me, every drop in
my veins
The pride and the pain
All the way
back from the rise of my name
See the world
clear through the eyes of the mane
See the
world chear for the rhymes that I gave
When
the beat bangs it'll drive them insane
The
eyes that I played
The best to emerge in the
game is The Watcher

[Chorus]

[Verse
Three: Rakim]
I'm "Rated R," my brain contains
graphics thangs
It turn traumatic teens into
addicts, and fiends
It's like, watchin a movie
through a panoramic screen
Which means, I can
see the whole planet in the scene
Cash is the
topic, the object, a fatter pocket
Some take
the crack and chop it, but those that haven't got
it
take away the added profit, it's
catastrophic
I take the gat and cock it, and
I'll sit back and watch it
These New York
streets is ugly, I keep it gully
The world is
mine and can't nobody keep it from me
Yo, my
neighborhood is never sunny
In the place where
the number one cause of death is money
You can
try copin
I've seen enough shit to leave your
frame of mind broken
I'm still alive and
scopin
Be another hundred years 'til my skies
close in
And I'ma die with my eyes open, the
watcher [echoes]

[Chorus]