Jay-Z - My 1st Song lyrics

Album: The Black Album (2003)

[Notorious B.I.G. interview]
I am just, tryin to stay above water y´know
Just stay busy, stay workin
Puff told me like, the key to this joint
The key to staying, on top of things
is treat everything like it is your 1st project, knahmsayin?
Like it is your 1st day like back when you was an intern
Like, that is how you try to treat things like, just stay hungry

[Verse One: Jay-Z]
Uhh, uhh, yes, yes
Y´all want to know, why he don´t stop
Y´all want to know, why he don´t flop
Let me tell you pe-eople why
Came from the bottom of the block I
When I was born, it was sworn, I was never gon´ be shit
Had to pull the opposite out this bitch
Had to get my ri-ide on
Eyes on the prize, Shawn knew I had to
Had to had to get these chips
Had to make moves like Olajuwon
Started out sellin dimes & nicks
Graduated to a brick
No exaggeration, my infatuation with the strip
Legendary like a schoolboy
Crushin merely nearly every every chick
Heavy shit - that is how schoolboy got whipped
And got left on some "Just +Me, Myself & I+"
On some Trugoy shit
Had your boys threw place up, to a place of no return
Had to play with fire & get burned
Only way the boy ever gon´ learn
Had to lay way in the cut, ´til I finally got my turn
Now I am on top in the spot that I earned

[Chorus]
It is my life - it is my pain & my struggle
The song that I sing to you it is my ev-ery-thing
Treat my 1st like my last, & my last like my 1st
And my thirst is the same as - when I came
It is my joy & my tears & the laughter it brings to me
It is my ev-ery-thing

[Verse Two: Jay-Z]
Like I never rode in a limo
Like I just dropped flows to a demo
Like it is ninety-two again and
And I got O´s in the rental
Back in the Stu´ again, no prob´ livin was a whole lot simpler
When you think back, you thought that
you´d never make it this far, then you
take advantage of the luck you handed
Or the talent, you been given
Aint no, half steppin, aint no, no slippin
Aint no different from a block that is hidden
Have got to get it while the getting´s good
Have got to strike while the iron´s hot, ´fore you stop
Then you´ve got to bid it, good riddance
Goodbye, this is my 2nd major breakup
My 1st was, with a pager
With a hooptie, a cookpot, & the GAME
This one has with the stool, with the stage, with the fortune
Maybe not the fortune, but certainly the FAME

[Chorus]
It is my life - my pain & my struggle
The song that I sing to you it is my ev-ery-thing
Treat my 1st like my last, & my last like my 1st
And my thirst is the same as - when I came
It is my joy & my tears & my laughter it brings to me
It is my ev-ery-thing
Treat my 1st like my last, & my last like my 1st
And my thirst like the 1st song I sang

[Outro: Jay-Z]
Woo! It is like the blues - we gon´ ride out on this one
Ta-tah, be-hah
Yo Hah, ´member you was makin them dashes
for them niggaa at radio & shit?
Clark Kent, that was good lookin out nigga
Carlene - who ever thought we would make it this far homey?
Sha, they can´t stop us, knahmsayin? Lenny S
Dame whattup? Robbin the bank
Niggaz thought we was crazy man, ´member uhh
You had that f*cked up ass handwritin
You was writin all the numbers that we was spendin now
for the videos we was doin ourselves, whattup?
Original Flavor, your accountant was crazy wrong & shit
But we we still put it together
Bigs, whassup? ´Member we went to St. Thomas & uh
But y´all my nizzle, your dog peed on homey leg & shit
at his crib - I think that was Rudy
And they was havin a lil trouble with the pool
You & Ta-tah was laughin
Emory was there, whattup Emory? What up Ta?
Hip-Hop, whattup man?
Ay, ay Hobb, you aint, you aint have no uhh
You aint have no muh´f*ckin seat on your, on your bicycle
Now you uhh, the head of black music
That is what I am talkin bout right there homey - G, whattup G?
Yessir, e´rybody in the Roc
Hey Guru, I know you spoiled man
I be takin them shits in one take
You gon´ have to punch niggaz shit, STICK IT, you gon´ be tight
OG One, whattup?
I am a little upset that you wasn´t involved in this whole process
But it is all good - whassup Dash?
My whole family, my nephew, cousin Angie, whassup? Te-Tee
(B, B, B, B) Mom, you made the album, how crazy is that?
Bob Allah, rest in peace
My pops, rest in peace (Sup A.J.?)
Biggie Smalls, rest in peace
Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
Nigga, I am bout to go golfin man
Ay, I might even have me a cappuccino, f*ck it!
I am goin somewhere nice where no mosquitos at nigga
Holla at me - it is your boy!

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