(feat. R. Kelly) [Jay-Z] I thought this was America people! Uhh, yeah, guilty until proven innocent huh? That's how we workin huh? Okay Before me there
a map? Now he drags down miles in America briefcase in hand. The stove is creeping up his spine again, can?t get enough trash. He took the days for pageant Became as mad
t tell Hilary so she won't get mad 'Cause you know she'll be disgusted if he ever gets busted And Newt will be mad 'cause he didn't get the ass He's a
ever have. you cant learn this shit in no history book you ready to rap mutha fucker you ready to sell your soul hehehehe. the rap game . im a disrupted nigga you mad
: (feat. R. Kelly) [Jay-Z] I thought this was America people! Uhh, yeah, guilty until proven innocent huh? That's how we workin huh? Okay Before me
: feat. Lil' Kim [Intro: Beenie Man] Likkle Kim longside Beenie Man (Zagga zow zow zow) Buuuuuummbaaaaa!!! Star!!! Yo yo!!! America, carribean, a matter
calling Mad Dog for the 9 millimeters Cause I give the song with those peckerwoods to the fullest And a bitch by the name of America's on it The same
this story about being broke Man, being broke sucks. Dude, being broke sucks. I woke up this morning ain?t got no money, only thing in my fridge is Mad Dog
feat. Lil' Kim [Intro: Beenie Man] Likkle Kim longside Beenie Man (Zagga zow zow zow) Buuuuuummbaaaaa!!! Star!!! Yo yo!!! America, carribean, a matter
misery The myriad of my metaphors make me a mystical mystery They can't battle me; so they'd rather embarrass me By being mad at me, they commit microphone
bellied til it's nauseous a raw dog orphan straight out of the orphanage often lost in a realm tryin to find cells strapped like a marksman with raps that'll off kids mad
wounded our American pride And now we're coming with a gun And we know you're gonna run But you can't find no place to hide We're gonna hunt you down like a mad dog
golden emblem Off the highest and works written, millions I fought the labyrim You see my kin bear my the scars of Nat King You mad seeing the plain
of the hoes are my opponent I gun you bitches down and now yo' niggas run and want it But I'm packin' something fo' you hoes in America Demon's in my
ll ever have. you cant learn this shit in no history book you ready to rap mutha fucker you ready to sell your soul hehehehe. the rap game . im a disrupted nigga you mad
seven ain't nothing but spaghetti sauce Cross me you pay all costs Heres one your ass just lost All y'all must pay Every dog has his day Thats the