The Watcher 2 lyrics ( Jay-z )
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Artist : Jay-z Song : The Watcher 2
(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]
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