Testo Success - Jay-Z feat. Nas
Testo della canzone Success (Jay-Z feat. Nas), tratta dall'album American Gangster Acappella
I got these niggas, Breezy! Don't worry 'bout it!
Let that bitch breathe!
I used to give a fuck, now I give a fuck less
What do I think of success? It sucks, too much stress
I guess I blew up quick, 'cause friends I grew up with
See me as a preemie, but I'm not, and my nuts big
I don't know what the fuss is, my career's illustrious
My rep is impeccable, I'm not to be fucked with
With, shit... Let that bitch breathe!
I'm way too important to be talking 'bout extorting
Asking me for a portion's like asking for a coffin
Broad daylight, I'll off your on switch
You're not too bright, good night, long kiss
"Bye-bye," my reply, blah, blah
Blast burner then pass burner to Ty-Ty
Finish my breakfast, why?
I got an appetite for destruction and you're a small fry
Now where was I? Let that bitch breathe!
I used to give a shit, now I don't give a shit more
Truth be told, I had more fun when I was piss-poor
I'm pissed off, if this what success all about
A bunch of niggas acting like bitches with big mouths
All this stress, all I got is this big house
Couple cars, I don't bring half of them shits out
All this Ace of Spade I drink just to piss out
I mean, I like the taste, coulda saved myself six hours
How many times can I go to Mr. Chow's?
Tao's, Nobu, hold up, let me move my bowels
I'll shit on y'all niggas, OG, tell these boys
(Y'all ain't got shit on mine, nigga!) (Oww!)
I got watches I ain't seen in months
Apartment at the Trump, I only slept in once
Niggas said Hova was over, such dummies
Even if I fell, I'd land on a bunch of money
Y'all ain't got nothing for me
Nas, let that bitch breathe!
Success, McLaren, women staring, my villain appearance
Sacred blood of a king in my vein ain't spilling
Ghetto Othello, sugar hero mellow, Camaro-driven
I climax from paper, then ask, "Why is life worth living?"
Is it the hunt for the shit that you want?
To receive's great, but I lust giving
The best jewelers wanna make my things
I make Jacob shit on Lorraine just to make me a chain
Niggas mentioned on "One Love," came home to paper in hand
Ain't gotta brag about the feds, young man
Old cribs I sold y'all drive by like monuments
Google Earth Nas, I got flats in other continents
Worst enemies wanna be my best friends
Best friends wanna be enemies like that's what's in
But I don't give a fuck, walk inside the lion's den
Take everybody's chips, 'bout to cash them in
Up your catalog, dawg, mine's worth too much
Like Mike Jacks' ATV pub, Mottola can't touch
Let this bitch breathe
Let this bitch breathe!
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Writer(s): Nasir Jones, Ernest Dion Wilson, Shawn C. Carter, Larry Ellis
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