La, da, da, da Hey, hey, hey Goodbye (Good riddance!) Hold up, only rapper to rewrite history without a pen No I.D. on the track, let the story begin
check out the Master as he cuts these jams And look at us with the mics in our hands Then take a count, 1 2 3 Jam Master Jay, Run-D.M.C He's Jam Master Jay
makes a real Jam-Master That's the way it is Way Run, Run, Run Run-DMC and Jam-Master Jay Way, way, way it is Kick off the shoes D-D-DMC and Jam-Master Jay
New York to London We're International, baby Thara, Jay Sean Thara, reserved, Jay Sean, reserved We got a banger, let's club M U R D E R, you are Girl
angles An' all the evils that the game'll do It gets dangerous, money an' power is changin' us An' now we're lethal, infected with D' Evils Dear God
'm just tryna keep it real with you Are you feeling me the way I'm feeling you You go call your crew and I'ma call my crew 'Coz Jay, Rishi Rich and Juggy D
wish on all the people who really dream And I'm wishin' on tomorrow praying he will come And I'm wishing on all the loving we've ever done I never thought I'd
Yeah, be the realest shit I never wrote I ain't write this shit by the way, nigga Some real shit right here, nigga This will be the realest shit you ever
{La, la, la, Hey, hey, hye Good-bye} {Hold up} Only rapper to re-write history With out a pen No-I.D. on the track let the story begin {Begin} {Begin
cry, it is the (beat?) In time, I'll take away your miseries and make 'em mine, D'Evils... My flesh, no nigga could test My soul is possessed by D'Evils
I ain?t no more to try And you don?t care I say I never friggin? try I?ll never fuck this time [chorus] That I don?t want more And you just try Yeah
Preklad: Jay a techniky. D'zla.
Preklad: Sean, Jay. Dance With You (feat. Rishi Rich, Juggy D).
Preklad: Jay-Z. DOA (Death Of Auto-Tune).
Preklad: Jay-Z. Baby D.
