Jay-z - No lie lyrics

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Jay-z - No lie lyrics

Y, colorful like Chapel paint You hapless fakes should know I'm the master bate After dates: my place, innate to take out wrappers straight rappin' great Keep spitin' till my lips bleed Bury you 6 feet, got your girl fist deep Your sh**'s weak, Ripley says mines risky I take the stick out her mouth, just to let my chick breath This'll make you spend your rainy day savings I radiate rabis and I'd maybe date Brady's wife She's a Brazilian baby from the 80's Maybe be my lady, spit crazy and amazing Lately, I been blazing cause I'm sicker than the chicken pox Hit you with a Sunny Liston shot when the whistle stops You write simple plots, mine are outlandish I got a gifted co*k, girls say its outstanding, yes- I'm moving forwards while you stay stuck in sleet I got a bunch of needs, S.May cut the beat I'll run this game even if you cuff my feet Fans love the heat so viewers be like "f** a beat" I'm just a beast who will punch a G till his stomach bleeds Gut check, tough set when your something's weak Since puberty, weed has been a cash crop Mad hops on the black top you work the snack shop The definition of sloppy, ask Webster Pay attention you copies, I roll the best herb My brain is lifted, your plagiarism not fresher Than me throwing 1 down as a catcher Worship the wordsmith you're worthless and nervous Surfing the surface with a surplus of servants Look- I require your undivided attention Around me don't mention, affection or prevention Rapin' beats raw dog, like the cats in straw dogs Hard bars, spit flame like Charzard I smoke Ivysoar till my eyes are sore, buy some more Smo f** the rental house, I'm coming through to buy the whole block No need your temper down, you know we 'bout to party non-stop You try to rap but you chop, callin' fouls but you flop If this is Famersville you're the p**y beggin' for crops You a bottom feeder, Spongebob is your next door neighbor Easy haters, save it for later, I'm your father Darth Vader That's a joke invader Zim, I already run the world No need to say it again, no need to say it again You see I spit rhymes and dish dimes like my name's Steve Nash You see I clip mine from the beanstalk, I don't spend no cash I just watch that a**, as your b**h is cooking breakfast I'm s**ting her best friend, telling' me "wear no protection" She molested my mind, went on the Maury show to prove it ain't mine Smokin' blunts all the time, or maybe spliff bowls or papers Bow to your creator, no time for the bullsh** I'm out I'll see you later, I'm the man like Slater Getting' p**y and your mascot is the masterbaters You mad cause I stained her, you a little b**h so you stayed there I'm the dog trainer, better yet call me the Whisperer She's s**in' on my dick, and I ain't kiss her I'm a baller, stackin' money like Griffin off the Clippers Your a weird mother f**er lookin' for dragons and wizards f*g well we figured, no need to stop at the bank I get my money delivered in the same truck as my dank

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