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JAY-Z

"H·A·M"

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
It was all good just a week ago, n*ggas feel theyselves
And that Watch the Throne drop, n*ggas kill themselves
What n*ggas gon' do, Hov?
This a new crack, on a new stove
I'm in the two-door, true that, n*ggas telling me "You back!"
Like a n*gga ever left up out this b*tch, huh?
And if life's a b*tch, bet she suck my di*k, huh
And I bet she f*cked the whole clique, huh
By the way n*gga you should f*cking quit n*gga
Just forget it, you talk it, I live it
Like Eli, I did it, joke's on you motherf*cker, and I get it
No paper ho, but you can have some more of me
Or-a-gy or are we speaking metaphorically?
Historically I'm kicking b*tches out like Pam, n*gga
Going H·A·M n*gga
Me and Jigga
And a n*gga still young, that's why I have no kids
But I've been practicing with some actresses as bad as sh*t
Had a few white girls, asses flat as sh*t
But the head's so good, damn a n*gga glad he hit
Got 'em jumping out the building, watch out below
A million out the door, I'm about to go H·A·M

[Hook: Kanye West]
Hard as a motherf*cker
Let these n*ggas know who I am
I'm about to go H·A·M
Hard as a motherf*cker
Let these n*ggas know who I am

[Verse 2: Jay-Z]
f*ck y'all mad at me for?
Y'all don't even know what I've been through
I played chicken with a Mack truck
Y'all muthaf*ckas woulda been moved
I swam waters with Great Whites
Y'all muthaf*ckas woulda been chewed
I hustled with vultures late nights
Y'all muthaf*ckas woulda been food
f*ck wrong with these dudes? Try to walk around in these shoes
See the sh*t I saw growing up
Then maybe you could take a peek at these boos
n*ggas fantasize about the sh*t that I do daily
Like these rappers rap about all the sh*t that I do really
I'm like "Really: half a billi n*gga, really?" you got baby money
Keep it real with n*ggas, n*ggas ain't got my lady's money
Watch the throne, don't step on our robe
Bad enough we let you step on our globe
With my nephew die, daddy dead
n*gga took the price on my uncle's head
Nobody called the cops as my uncle bled
So I feel like I would like to know my uncle's bread
Bow down, brother pay homage
Don't spill hate, all on my garments
Comme des Garçons, f*ck yo fresh
Headshots n*gga, f*ck your vest
f*ck the pigs, no pork on my fork
Peace God, cause you know a n*gga just went H·A·M

[Hook: Jay-Z]
Hard as a motherf*cker
Let these n*ggas know who I am
I'm about to go H·A·M
Hard as a motherf*cker
Let these n*ggas know who I am

[Outro]
Vivat rex in homine
Vivat rex in homine
Vivat rex in homine
Vivat rex in homine

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