JAY Z Follow

Roc-a-fella records
The imperial skateboard P
Great Hova
Ya'll already know what it is

C'mon!

Yeah,

So what if you flip a couple words,
I could triple at that in birds,
Open your mind you see the circus in the sky.
Im Ringling brothers Barnum Bailey with the pies,
No matter how you slice it,
Im your mother-f**king guy
Just like a B-boy with 360 waves
Do the same with the pot,
Still come back beige.
Whether right or south paw,
Whether powder with yall
Whip it around,
It still comes back hard.
So easily do I W-H-I-P,
My repitition with riches' to bring them kilo business,
I got kreole C-O from my niggas who slipped,
Became prisoners,
Trees taped to the visitors.
You already know what the business is
Unnecessary commissary, boy we live this shit.
Niggas Wanna bring the 80s back,
Thats okay with me, thats where they made me at.
Except I dont write on the wall,
I write my name in the history books, hustling in the hall
Nah, I dont spin on my head I spin work in the pots,
So I can spend my bread.

Chorus:
And Im getting it Im getting it
I aint talking about it, Im living it
Im getting it, straight getting it
Get get get get get get get it boy
(Don't waste your time, fighting the law, state your voice, and you'll understand)
Get it boy

This '87 state of mind that Im in,
In my prime, so for that time, Im Rakim
If it wasnt for those crimes that I was in
But I wouldnt be the guy who's rhymes it is that i'm in
No pay no profit,

P, Ill repeat it to show you where the pot is
Cherry M3s with the top back
Red and green Gs all on my hat
North beach leathers,
Matching Gucci sweater,
Gucci sneaks on to keep my outfit together
Whatever, hundred for the diamond chain
Cant you tell that I came from the dope game
Blame Reagan for making me into a monster
Blame Oliver north and Iran-Contra
I ran contraband that they sponsored
Before this rhyming stuff we was in concert

Chorus:
And Im getting it Im getting it
I aint talking about it, Im living it
Im getting it, straight getting it
Get get get get get get get it boy
(Don't waste your time, fighting the law, state your voice, and you'll understand)
Get it boy

Push, money over broads you got it,
F**k Bush
Chef, guess what I cooked
We baked a lot of bread,
And kept it off the books.
Rockstars,
Look,
Way before the bars my picture was getting took
Feds, they like wack rappers.
Try as they may they couldnt get me on the hook
D.A. wanna indicte me,
Cause fish scales in my veins like a pisces
The pirecs pot rolled up my sleeve,
Turn one into two like a Siamese twin when it end
Imma stand as a man never dying on my knees,
Last of a dying breed
So let the champagne pop,
I partied for a while now Im back to the Block.

Chorus:
And Im getting it Im getting it
I aint talking about it, Im living it
Im getting it, straight getting it
Get get get get get get get it boy
(Don't waste your time, fighting the law, state your voice, and you'll understand)
Get it boy

Blue magic, that's a brand name. Like Pepsi, that's a brand name. I stand behind it, I guarantee it. They know that even if they don't know me any more than they know the the chairman of General Mills."

"My man."