Verse 1
And so it seems that I'm so in jeans
And 1st and 15th is just a sewing machine
So I cut the pattern and I sew its seams
And b***oning and this hustling and publicly I'm Buddy Lee
No busing them and cuffing them
It's like ushering in a regime
They want me to make Prince pants
But I withstand, I ain't gotten into that
A little big in the waist, two pocket on the back
Call them new-vi's, OG's covered in blue dye
Give them to the game, it's like giving chocolate to the fat
Look, how you think I got here
That's the same game that came through where I live as a kid
In the bad luck truck and threw boxes out the back
Made me a ripper, deliver like river
Content a little more thicker, slicker
Yeah, and they said oil and water don't mix
Now they all down at the beach washing off the fish
It was Blackbeard 'til I brought the rock into your ships
Chorus
It's my life (my life)
Everything I do (I do it all for you)
Everything I say you know it's the truth (I say it is the truth)
I take all the pressure off of you (take pressure off of you)
I take the pressure off of you
Verse 2emperor
It's hella proper, sag so low you could see boxer
Like the boxers, that's the way the families pants worn
Don't be sly and try to put them on
The stones in the pocket will drag you down to Davy Jones's locker
Beware if you want to rock the knickerbocker
Other n**** from the block where
They were selling O's like Wheel of Fortune
Other import cocaine just to feel important
It was do or die they was tired of being poor pimps
Not for sure, that was just a product of my common sense
I guess, I was just guessing like the consonance
Momma said, beware of what the devil do
Tell him that your soul's not for sale like the W's
So go ahead and pirate the ?
Cannons make you leak like pirated my s***
No shh, it's just like shhh, like quiet
And big homie's out of retirement
Chorus
Verse 3 [Jay-Z
So the pen is mightier than the sword my lord
My first picture was a line up, now I'm on the Forbes
And I still remain an artiste, through these all
If you force my hand, I'll be forced to draw
If the war calls for Warhol's, hope you got enough s***e on your hall's wall
I make n***** murals then escape the Bureau's
Investigation, out in Europe on vacation
I'm back for these puppies with the pound boy
(Rahh) Here's a round boy (rahh rahh) down boy
Sound boy, you don't want to sound clash loud noise
Leave n***** paranoid, if not paralyzed
Which means you can't walk in my shoes
Too much green, you can't talk in my hue
Extended team n****, holla at Lu
1st and 15th that's my cue, through
Chorus
And so it seems that I'm so in jeans
And 1st and 15th is just a sewing machine
So I cut the pattern and I sew its seams
And b***oning and this hustling and publicly I'm Buddy Lee
No busing them and cuffing them
It's like ushering in a regime
They want me to make Prince pants
But I withstand, I ain't gotten into that
A little big in the waist, two pocket on the back
Call them new-vi's, OG's covered in blue dye
Give them to the game, it's like giving chocolate to the fat
Look, how you think I got here
That's the same game that came through where I live as a kid
In the bad luck truck and threw boxes out the back
Made me a ripper, deliver like river
Content a little more thicker, slicker
Yeah, and they said oil and water don't mix
Now they all down at the beach washing off the fish
It was Blackbeard 'til I brought the rock into your ships
Chorus
It's my life (my life)
Everything I do (I do it all for you)
Everything I say you know it's the truth (I say it is the truth)
I take all the pressure off of you (take pressure off of you)
I take the pressure off of you
Verse 2emperor
It's hella proper, sag so low you could see boxer
Like the boxers, that's the way the families pants worn
Don't be sly and try to put them on
The stones in the pocket will drag you down to Davy Jones's locker
Beware if you want to rock the knickerbocker
Other n**** from the block where
They were selling O's like Wheel of Fortune
Other import cocaine just to feel important
It was do or die they was tired of being poor pimps
Not for sure, that was just a product of my common sense
I guess, I was just guessing like the consonance
Momma said, beware of what the devil do
Tell him that your soul's not for sale like the W's
So go ahead and pirate the ?
Cannons make you leak like pirated my s***
No shh, it's just like shhh, like quiet
And big homie's out of retirement
Chorus
Verse 3 [Jay-Z
So the pen is mightier than the sword my lord
My first picture was a line up, now I'm on the Forbes
And I still remain an artiste, through these all
If you force my hand, I'll be forced to draw
If the war calls for Warhol's, hope you got enough s***e on your hall's wall
I make n***** murals then escape the Bureau's
Investigation, out in Europe on vacation
I'm back for these puppies with the pound boy
(Rahh) Here's a round boy (rahh rahh) down boy
Sound boy, you don't want to sound clash loud noise
Leave n***** paranoid, if not paralyzed
Which means you can't walk in my shoes
Too much green, you can't talk in my hue
Extended team n****, holla at Lu
1st and 15th that's my cue, through
Chorus