Kanye West & Jay-Z's "Watch The Throne" Lyrics
Revisit the words from Yeezy and Hov's collaborative classic.
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Kanye teamed up with his longtime mentor, Jay-Z, for Watch the Throne one of the most hyped and most anticipated hip-hop albums of all time. While the two rap behemoths spent time flaunting their wealth and their accomplishments in the rap game, they also wrote heartfelt letters to their unborn children, spoke on the accomplishments of African-Americans and addressed the epidemic of black on black crime. Two emcees each on the top of their game made for an incredible audio experience.
Here are the lyrics to Kanye West's and Jay-Z's Watch the Throne.
“No Church in the Wild”
[Hook: Frank Ocean]
Human beings in a mob
What's a mob to a king? What's a king to a God?
What's a God to a non-believer who don't believe in anything?
Will he make it out alive? Alright, alright, no church in the wild
[Verse 1: Jay-Z]
Tears on the mausoleum floor
Blood stains the Colosseum doors
Lies on the lips of a priest
Thanksgiving disguised as a feast
Rolling in Rolls Royce Corniche
Only the doctors got this, I’m hiding from police
Cocaine seats, all white like I got the whole thing bleached
Drug dealer chic,I’m wondering if a thug’s prayers reach
Is Pious pious cause God loves pious?
Socrates asked whose bias do y'all seek?
All for Plato, screech
I’m out here balling, I know y'all hear my sneaks
Jesus was a carpenter, Yeezy he laid beats
Hova flow the Holy Ghost, get the hell up out your seats, preach
[Hook]
[Bridge: The-Dream]
I live by you, desire
I stand by you, walk through the fire
Your love is my scripture
Let me into your encryption
[Verse 2: Kanye West]
Coke on her black skin
Made a stripe like a zebra, I call that jungle fever
You will not control the threesome
Just roll the weed up until I get me some
We formed a new religion
No sins as long as there’s permission
And deception is the only felony
So never fuck nobody without telling me
Sunglasses and Advil, last night was mad real
Sun coming up, 5 a.m., I wonder if they got cabs still?
Thinking 'bout the girl in all leopard
Who was rubbing the wood like Kiki Shepherd
Two tattoos: one read "No Apologies"
The other said "Love is Cursed by Monogamy"
It’s something that the pastor don’t preach
It’s something that a teacher can’t teach
When we die the money we can’t keep
But we probably spend it all cause the pain ain’t cheap, preach
[Hook]
“Lift Off”
[Hook: Beyoncé]
We gonna take it to the moon, take it to the stars
How many people you know can take it this far?
I'm supercharged, we about to take this whole thing to Mars
Now we gonna take it to the moon, take it to the stars
We don't know what we could do to make it this far
So many scars,we about to take this whole thing to Mars
[Verse 1: Kanye]
Lift off, lift off, takin' my coat off
Showing my tattoos, I'm such a show off, huh
I feel the pain and then roll off
I got the whole city, they about to go off
How many niggas with me up and in the aisle?
How many people want to roll on me now?
Like you know na na na, you know me by now
Know me, know me by now
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Kanye]
Lift off, like you know na na na
You know me by now, know me, know me by now
You know me know me by now, know me, know me by now
[Jay-Z]
Lift off
Rappers hear Watch the Throne, they gon' be pissed off
Earth is boring to 'em, shit is making my dick soft
When you Earnhart as me eventually you hit a big wall
5-4-3-2 we need fuel, lift off
[Hook]
[Outro]
20 seconds and counting
T minus 15 seconds, guidance is internal
12, 11, 10, 9, ignition sequence start
6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0, all engines running
Lift off, we have a lift off, lift off
“Niggas in Paris”
[Intro: Blades of Glory sample]
We're going to skate to one song, one song only
[Verse 1: Jay-Z]
So I ball so hard mothafuckas wanna fine me, first niggas gotta find me
What's 50 grand to a mothafucka like me, can you please remind me
(Ball so hard) This shit crazy, y'all don't know that don't shit faze me
The Nets could go 0 for 82 and I'd look at you like this shit gravy
(Ball so hard) This shit weird, we ain't even pose to be here
(Ball so hard)Since we here, it's only right that we'd be fair
Psycho: I'm liable to go Michael, take your pick
Jackson, Tyson, Jordan, Game 6
(Ball so hard) Got a broke clock, Rolleys that don't tick tock
Audemars that's losing time, hidden behind all these big rocks
(Ball so hard) I'm shocked too, I'm supposed to be locked up too
If you escaped what I've escaped, you'd be in Paris getting fucked up too
(Ball so hard)Let’s get faded,Le Meurice for like 6 days
Gold bottles,scold models,spillin’ Ace on my sick J’s
(Ball so hard) Bitch, behave,just might let you meet 'Ye
Chi town's D. Rose, I’m moving the Nets to BK
[Hook]
Ball so hard mothafuckas want to fine me
(That shit cray, that shit cray, that shit cray)
[Verse 2: Kanye]
She said, "'Ye can we get married at the mall?"
I said, "Look, you need to crawl 'fore you ball
Come and meet me in the bathroom stall
And show me why you deserve to have it all."
That shit cray, ain’t it Jay?What she order, fish filet?
Your whip so cold – this old thing?
Act like you’ll ever be around mothafuckas like this again
Bourgie girl, grab her hand, fuck that bitch she don’t wanna dance
Excuse my French but I’m in France, I’m just sayin'
Prince Williams ain’t do it right if you ask me
Cause I was him, I would have married Kate and Ashley
What’s Gucci, my nigga? What’s Louis, my killa?
What’s drugs, my dealer?What’s that jacket, Margiela?
Doctors say I’m the illest, cause I’m suffering from realness
Got my niggas in Paris and they going gorillas, huh
[Interlude]
I don't even know what that means
(No one knows what it means, but it's provocative)
No it's not, it's gross (Gets the people going)
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Kanye]
You are now watching the throne,don't let me get in my zone
Don't let me get in my zone, don't let me get in my zone
These other niggas is lyin,actin’ like the summer ain’t mine
(I got that hot bitch in my home)You know how many hot bitches I own
Don't let me get in my zone, don't let me get in my zone
Don't let me get in my zone, don't let me get in my zone
The stars is in the building,they hands is to the ceiling
I know I’m 'bout to kill it, how you know? I got that feeling
You are now watching the throne, don't let me into my zone
Don't let me into my zone (I’m definitely in my zone)
“Otis”
[Intro: Otis Redding]
It makes it easier, easier to bear
You won't be regret it, no, no, no
Some girls, they don't forget it
Love is their whole happiness
Squeeze her, don't tease her, never leave her
(Sounds so soulful, don’t you agree?)
[Jay-Z]
I invented swag, poppin bottles, putting supermodels in the cab
Proof, I guess I got my swagger back,truth
New watch alert; Hublots
Or the big face Rollie; I got two of those
Arm out the window through the city,I maneuver slow
Cock back,snap back, see my cut through the holes
[Kanye West]
Damn Yeezy and Hov, where the hell ya been?
Niggas talking real reckless; stuntmen
I adopted these niggas, Phillip Drummond them
Now I’m about to make them tuck their whole summer in
They say I’m crazy, but I’m about to go dumb again
They ain't seen me cause I pulled up in my other Benz
Last week I was in my other other Benz
Throw your diamonds up cause we in this bitch another 'gain
[Jay-Z]
Photo shoot fresh, looking like wealth
I’m bout to call the paparazzi on myself
Live from the Mercer
Run up on Yeezy the wrong way, I might murk ya
Flee in the G450 I might surface
Political refugee asylum can be purchased
Everything's for sale
I got 5 passports, I’m never going to jail
[Kanye West]
I made Jesus Walks, so I'm never going to hell
Couture level flow is never going on sale
Luxury rap, the Hermes of verses
Sophisticated ignorance, write my curses in cursive
I get it custom, you a customer
You ain't accustomed to going through customs
You ain't been nowhere, hah?
And all the ladies in the house got them showing off
I’m done I'll hit you up maña.. nah!
[Jay-Z]
Welcome to Havana
Smoking Cubana’s with Castro in cabanas
Viva Mexico, Cubano
Dominicano, all the plugs that I know
Driving Benzes with no benefits
Not bad, huh, for some immigrants?
Build your fences, we digging tunnels
Can’t you see we gettin money up under you?
[Kanye]
Can’t you see the private jets flying over you?
Maybach bumper sticker reads: "What would Hova do?"
Jay is chilling, Ye is chilling
What more can I say?We killing 'em
Hold up before we end this campaign
As you can see we done bodied the damn lames
Lord please let them accept the things they can't change
And pray that all of their pain be champagne
“Gotta Have It”
[Intro]
Turn my headphones up, louder
[Verse 1: Kanye West]
'Ello, 'ello, 'ello, hello white America, assassinate my character
Money matrimony, yeah they tryna break the marriage up
Who gon' act phony, or who gone try to embarrass ya
I'mma need a day off, I think I'll call Ferris up
(Bueller had a Mullerbut I switched it for a Mille
Cause I’m richer and prior to this shit was moving free base)
Had a conference with the DJs, Puerto Rico three days
(Poli with the PDs now they got our shit on replay)
Sorry I’m in pajamas but I just got off the PJ
And last party we had, they shut down Prive
(Ain’t that where the Heat play?Niggas hate ballas these days) Yep!
Ain’t that like Lebron James?(Ain’t that just like D. Wade? Wait)
[Verse 2: Jay-Z]
Wussup, wussup, wussup, wussup
Wussup muh'fucka where my money at?
You gon make me come down to your house where your mommy at
Mummywrap the kids, have ‘em cryin’ for they mommy back
Dummy that your daddy is, tell 'em I just want my racks
(Racks on racks on racks) Racks!
(Maybachs on bachs on bachs on bachs on bachs)
Who in that?(Oh shit, it’s just blacks on blacks on blacks)
(Hundred stack)How you get it?(Nigga layin’ raps on tracks)
I wish I could give you this feeling,I’m planking on a million
I’m riding through yo hood, you can bank I ain’t got no ceiling
(Made a left on Nostrand Ave., we in Bed Stuy)
Made a right on 79th, I’m coming down South Shore Drive
(I remain Chi-town)Brooklyn ‘til I die
[Outro: James Brown]
Take ‘em on home, take ‘em on home…
I got what you need, what, what you need
Tryna hurt my name, huh?
“New Day”
[Intro: Kanye West]
Me and the RZA connect
Yeah, me and the RZA connect
[Verse 1: Kanye West]
And I’ll never let my son have an ego
He’ll be nice to everyone, wherever we go
I mean I might even make him be Republican
So everybody know he love white people
And I’ll never let him leave his college girlfriend
And get caught up with the groupies in the whirlwind
And I’ll never let him ever hit the telethon
I mean even if people dyin’ and the world ends
See, I just want him to have an easy life
Not like Yeezy life, just want him to be someone people like
Don’t want him to be hated all the time, judged
Don’t be like your daddy that would never budge
And I’ll never let him ever hit a strip club
I learned the hard way, that ain’t the place to get love
And I’ll never let his mom move to LA
Knowin’ she couldn’t take the pressure now we all pray
[Break]
[Jay-Z]
Me and the RZA connect
Me and the RZA connect
[Verse 2: Jay-Z]
Sorry junior, I already ruined ya
Cause you ain’t even alive, paparazzi pursuin’ ya
Sins of a father make your life ten times harder
I just wanna take ya to a barber
Bondin’ on charters, all the shit that I never did
Teach ya good values so you cherish it
Took me 26 years to find my path
My only job is cut the time in half
So at 13 we’ll have our first drink together
Black bar mitzvahs, mazel tov, mogul talk
Look a man dead in his eyes so he know you talk truth
When you speak it, give your word, keep it
And if the day comes I only see him on the weekend
I just pray we was in love on the night that we conceived him
Promise to never leave him even if his mama tweakin’
Cause my dad left me and I promise never repeat him
Never repeat him, never repeat him
“That’s My Bitch”
[Intro: Kanye West]
Hello, can I speak to, uh..
Yeah, you know who you are, look
You had no idea what ya dealing with
Something on some of this realest shit
Pop champagne, I'll give you a sip
'bout to go dumb: how come?
Yeah that's my bitch, that's my bitch
Shorty right there? That's my bitch
[Hook: Elly Jackson]
I've been waiting for a long long time
Just to get off and throw my hands up high
And live my life and live my life
Just to get off and throw my hands up high
[Verse 1: Kanye West]
I paid for them titties, get your own
It ain't safe in the city, watch the throne
She say I care more about them basquions
Basquiats, she learning a new word, it's yacht
Blew the world up as soon as I hit the club with her
Too Short called, told me I fell in love with her
Seat by actors, ball players and drug dealers
And some lesbians that never loved niggas
Twisted love story, True Romance
Mary Magdalene from a pole dance
I'm a freak, huh, rock star life
The second girl with us, that's our wife
Hey boys and girls, I got a new riddle
Who's the new old perv that's tryna play second fiddle
No disrespect, I'm not tryna belittle
But my dick worth moneyI put Monie in the middle
Where she at? In the middle
[Hook]
[Bridge: Justin Vernon]
Swilling little licks and mixes ’til mornin', I'm yearnin', ooh yeah
Could I maybe have another dab of your potion? Stop motion, ooh, yeah
[Verse 2: Jay-Z]
Go harder than a nigga for a nigga go figure
Told me keep my own money if we ever did split up
How can somethin' so gangsta be so pretty in pictures?
Ripped jeans and a blazer and some Louboutin slippers
Uh, Picasso was alive he woulda made her
That's right nigga Mona Lisa can't fade her
I mean Marilyn Monroe, she's quite nice
But why all the pretty icons always all white?
Put some colored girls in the MoMA
Half these broads ain’t got nothing on Willona
Don’t make me bring Thelma in it
Bring Halle, bring Penélope and Salma in it
Back to my Beyoncés
You deserve three stacks, word to Andre
Call Larry Gagosian, you belong in museums
You belong in vintage clothes crushing the whole building
You belong with niggas who used to be known for dope dealing
You too dope for any of those civilians
Now shoo children, stop looking at her tits
Get ya own dog, ya heard? That's my bitch
“Welcome to the Jungle”
[Intro: Swizz and Kanye]
Welcome to the jungle, welcome to the jungle well
(I asked her where she wanna be when she 25
She turned around and looked at me and said “alive”)
Welcome to the jungle, welcome to the jungle well
[Jay-Z]
Black Axl Rose, move halfs and wholes
Come down to the jungle, just ask for Hov
Move blocks and squares,move apples and pears
Work pots and pans, just to cop me some Airs
My uncle died, my daddy did too
Paralyzed by the pain, I can barely move
My nephew gone, my heart is torn
Sometimes I look to the sky, ask why I was born
My faith in God, every day is hard
Every night is worse, that’s why I pray so hard
[Kanye West]
Why I pray so hard, this is crazy God
Just when I thought I had everything, I lost it all
So que será,get a case of Syrah
Let it chase the pain, before it goes too far
[Jay-Z]
My dreams is big, reality set in
Let off a clip from a automatic weapon
Through shots in the door, it died in Vegas
Though it fought so hard, I knew it wouldn’t make it
I’m a tortured soul, I live in disguise
Rest in peace to the leader of the Jackson 5
I died in my sleep, I’m still Big Pimpin'
I ball at the mall, beginning of the ending
Where the fuck is the sun? It’s been a while
Momma, look at ya son, what happened to my smile?
My tears is tatted,my rag in my pocket
I’m just looking for love, I know somebody got it
Champagne for the pain, weed for the low
Goddamn I’m so high, where the fuck did I go?
I’m losing myself, I’m stuck in the moment
I look in the mirror, my only opponent
Where the fuck is the press? Where the fuck is the Pres?
Either they know or don’t care, I’m fucking depressed
No crying in public, just lying to judges
Risking my life, I’m already dying, so fuck it well
[Outro: Swizz]
Welcome to the jungle, welcome to the jungle well, goddammit
“Who Gon Stop Me”
[Hook]
This is something like the Holocaust,millions of our people lost
Bow our heads and pray to the Lord'til I die I'm-a fucking ball
Now who gon stop me? Who gon stop me huh?
Who gon stop me? Who gon stop me, huh?
(Black cards, black cars, black on black, black broads
Whole lotta money in a black bag, black strap: you know what that's for)
[Verse 1: Jay-Z]
Who gon stop me?
No brakes, I need State Farm,so many watches I need eight arms
One neck but got eight charms, who gon stop me huh?
[Kanye]
Niggas talking, they bitchmade, ixnay off my dicksnay
That’s Pig Latin, itch-bay, who gon stop me huh?
Last night ain’t go so well, got kicked up out the hotel
Got a little freaky like Marvin Albert,"Yes!" Tell Howard Cosell
You're just a commentator if you getting paper
Everybody I know from the hood got common haters
In some relations you're just supposed to say none
Heard she fucked the doorman, well that’s cool I fucked the waitress
Heard Yeezy was racist, well, I guess that’s on one basis
I only like green faces
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Kanye]
Y'all weed purple, my money purple
Y'all Steve Urkel, I’m Oprah's circle
I wrote the verse that I hope will hurt you
[Jay-Z]
Who gon stop me hah? Beat the odds
Beat the Feds, it wouldn’t be wise to bet against the kid
Start me broke, I bet I get rich,nightshift: six to six
Give me one shot, one pot,I’ll show up in all white, wearin no socks
No ceiling, new coupe,they know I’m a dope boy, they don’t have no proof
I’m three steps removed,I know how to move, it's looking like, I don’t know how to lose
I’m winning again, I’m at the Wynn,I’m at the table, I’m gamblin
Lucky lefty, I expect a seven,I went through hell, I’m expectin heaven
I’m owed, I throwedand I stuck to the G-code
I’m here, oh yeah, I promise I ain’t going nowhere
Okay here, like a hare, like a rabbit, I like karats
I’m allergic to havin bunny ears like broke, like nope
Like ha, I ain’t no joke, I can’t be stopped, like nope, like nope!
Extend the beat Noah, two seats in the 911,no limit on the Black Card
Told y'all I was gonna go H·A·M'til ocean was my backyard
No lies in my verses, please pardon all the curses
Shit gotta come some way, fuck, when you're growing up worthless
Middle finger to my old life,special shoutout to my old head
If it wasn’t for your advice, a nigga would have been so dead
I'm living life til these niggas kill me, turn this up if these niggas feel me
I’m riding dirty, tryna get filthy,Pablo Picasso,Rothkos,Rilkes
Graduated to the MoMA,and I did all of this without a diploma
Graduated from the corner,y'all can play me for a muthafuckin fool if you wanna
Street-smart and I’m book smartcoulda been a chemist cause I cook smart
Only thing that can stop me is meand I’mma stop when the hook start, hold up
[Hook]
“Murder to Excellence”
Bloody murder, murder, murder
[Hook: Kanye]
The paper read "murder, black-on-black murder"
The paper read "murder, black-on-black murder" again
[Verse 1: Jay-Z]
This is to the memory of Danroy Henry
Too much enemy fire to catch a friendly
Strays from the same shade nigga, we on the same team
Giving you respect, I expect the same thing
All-black everything, nigga you know my fresh code
I’m out here fighting for you, don’t increase my stressload!
Niggas watching the throne, very happy to be you
Power to the people, when you see me, see you
[Kanye]
And I’m from the murder capital where they murder for capital
Heard about at least three killings this afternoon
Looking at the news like "damn! I was just with him after school"
No shop class but half the school got a tool
And a "I could die any day"-type attitude
Plus his little brother got shot repping his avenue
It’s time for us to stop and redefine black power
41 souls murdered in fifty hours
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Kanye]
Is it genocide?
Cause I can still hear his mama cry
Know the family traumatized
Shots left holes in his face about piranha-sized
The old pastor closed the cold casket
And said the church ain’t got enough room for all the tombs
It’s a war going on outside we ain’t safe from
I feel the pain in my city wherever I go
314 soldiers died in Iraq, 509 died in Chicago
[Jay-Z]
I arrived on the day Fred Hampton died
Uh, real niggas just multiply
And they say by 21 I was supposed to die
So I’m out here celebrating my post-demise
If you put crabs in a barrel to insure your survival
You're gon' end up pulling down niggas that look just like you
What up, Blood? What up, cuz? It’s all black, I love us
[Hook]
[Interlude: Jay-Z]
It’s a celebration of black excellence, black tie, black Maybachs
[Verse 3: Jay-Z]
Black excellence, opulence, decadence
Tuxes next to the president, I’m present
I dress in Dries and other boutique stores in Paris
In sheepskin coats, I silence the lambs
Do you know who I am, Clarice?
No cheap cologne whenever I “shh-shh”
Success never smelled so sweet
I stink of success, the new black elite
They say my Black Cardbears the mark of the beast
I repeat: my religion is the beat
My verse is like church, my Jesus piece
Now please, domino, domino
Only spot a few blacks the higher I go
What’s up to Will? Shout out to O
That ain’t enough.. we gonna need a million more
"Kick in the door" Biggie flow
I’m all dressed up with nowhere to go
[Verse 4: Kanye]
Yeah it’s all messed up when it’s nowhere to go
So we won’t take the time out 'til we reach the T-O-P
From parolees to hold G’s, sold keys, low keys
We like the promised land of the OG’s
In the past if you picture events like a black tie
What the last thing you expect to see, black guys?
What’s the life expectancy for black guys?
The system’s working effectively, that’s why!
I’ll be a real man and take care of your son
Every problem you had before this day is now done
New crib, watch a movie cause ain’t nothin on the news but the blues
Hit the mall, pick up some Gucci, now ain’t nothing new but your shoes
Sunday morning, praise the Lord
You're the girl that Jesus had been saving me for
So let’s savor this moment and take it to the floor
Black excellence, truly yours
“Made in America”
[Hook: Frank Ocean]
Sweet King Martin, sweet Queen Coretta
Sweet Brother Malcolm, sweet Queen Betty
Sweet Mother Mary, sweet Father Joseph
Sweet Jesus, we made it in America
Sweet baby Jesus, oh sweet baby Jesus
[Verse 1: Kanye West]
I told my mama I was on the come up
She said, "You going to school, I’ll give you a summer"
Then she met No I.D. and gave me his number
Ten years later she driving a Hummer
Niggas hustle every day for a beat from Ye
What I do? Turn around gave them beats to Jay
And I’m rapping on the beat they was supposed to buy
I guess I’m getting high off my own supply
Downtown mixing fabrics tryna find the magic
Started a little blog just to get some traffic
Old folks’ll tell you not to play in traffic
A million hits and the web crashes, damn!
South Park had them all laughing
Now all my niggas designing and we all swaggin’
Ignore the critics just to say we did it
This ain’t no fashion show mothafucka, we live it
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Jay-Z]
I pledge allegiance to my Grandma
For that banana pudding, our piece of Americana
Our apple pie was supplied through Arm and Hammer
Straight out the kitchen, shh, don’t wake Nana
Built a republic that still stands
I’m tryna lead a nation, to leave to my little man's
Or my daughter, so I’m boiling this water
The scales was lopsided, I’m just restoring order
Hold up, here comes grandma, what’s up Yiayia?
What’s that smell? Oh I’m just boiling some agua
No papa, bad Santa
The streets raised me, pardon my bad manners
I got my liberty chopping grams up
Street justice, I pray God understand us
I pledge allegiance to all the scramblers
This is the Star Spangled Banner
[Hook]
“Why I Love You”
[Hook]
I love you so
But why I love you, I'll never know
[Verse 1]
Picture if you will that the throne's burning
Rome's burning and I’m sitting in the corner all alone burning
Why does it always end up like this?
Something that we don’t determine
Same people that I fought for, that I fight for, that I ride for
That I live for, that I die for be the reason that these niggas is alive for
And they want me dead but I’m so sorry but I just can’t die for you
But I can make 'em put their hands in the sky for you
We waiting for the fireworks like July 4th
Get fly more, get high more, cry boy, why for?
When the grief is over, beef is over
I’ll be fly when Easter’s over
I tried to teach niggas how to be kings
And all they ever wanted to be was soldiers
So the love is gone 'til blood is drawn
So we no longer wear the same uniform
Fuck you squares, the circle got smaller
The castle got bigger, the walls got taller
And truth be told after all that said
Niggas still got love for you
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Showed love to you niggas, you ripped out my heart
And you stepped on it, I picked up the pieces before you swept on it
Goddamn this shit leaves a mess, don’t it?
Shit feelin’ like death, don’t it?
Charge it to the game, whatever’s left on it
I spent about a minute, maybe less on it
Fly pelican fly,turn the jets on itbut first I shall digress on it
Wasn’t I a good king?(Maybe too much of a good thing, huh?)
Didn’t I spoil you?Me or the money, what you loyal to?
(Huh, I gave you my loyalty)Made you royalty and royalties
(Took care of these niggas' lawyer fees)and this is how niggas rewardin' me, damn
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Bussin’ at me, b-b-b-bussin’ at me
But I’m bullet proof, bitch you can’t get nothin’ past me
Got body armor (A nigga gotta watch the throne)
And I’m bussin’ backso niggas in a glass house should not throw stones
What do you do when the love turns the hate?
(Gotta separate from these fuckin fakes)
Caesar didn’t see it so he ceased to exist
So the nigga that killed him had keys to his shit
Am I my brother’s keeper?(Only if that nigga don’t creep up)
Got a pistol under my pillow (I’ve never been a deep sleeper)
P-p-p-paranoia
(Cause the nigga that said he’ll) blast for ya (is now) blastin for ya
That’s an assassin for ya(These niggas got a shot they’ll shoot)
Please Lord (forgive him) for these niggas (not know) what they do, ooh