Tekst :

[Jay-Z]
Uh-uhh-uh, ge-ge-geyeah
Chorus: Blackstreet
You belong to the city (Uh-uhh-uh, what what)
You belong to the night (Uh-uhh-uh, ge-ge-geyeah)
In teh river of darkness
He s a man of the night
Verse One: Jay-Z
Uhh, yeah
What the deal playboy, just rest your soul
I be holding it down yo still love the dough
Got these ladies on the cock now you know how we go
Got the whole world on lock down you know how we flow
Don t worry about Brooklyn I continue to flame
Therefore a world with amnesia won t forget your name
You held it down long enough, let me take those reigns
And just like your spirit the commision remains
Niggaz can cross the T s and, dots the I s
Now that I got too popular to cop them pies
I m takin this rap shit serious, to my demise
Jay shit s like cake mix, watch me rise
Basics in the basement, waste it
Asking my dog for advice so when he can t say shit
my hatred is, fueled just give me a sign
And I let the world know that the city is mine, what?
Chorus: Blackstreet
You belong to the city (The city is mine, what-what-what)
You belong to the night (Ge-ge-geyeah, uh-uhh-uh, pa-pau)
In the river of darkness
He s a man of the night (The city is mine, that s right...)
Verse Two: Jay-Z
Y all want to know how I flow just seek and you find
I m like a brain in the voicebox, I speak my mind
About to redefine rap mami, either I m
the illest nigga doing it or these niggaz is losin it
I read a article that said I was ruinin shit
But every time I look, I m movin units in quick
So I ma hit y all, with these last two and split
and leave niggaz with nothing but my influences-es
Soon it s the Jigga, I ain t mad yeah, bite my shit
Sell half of what I sell because it s not quite my shit
I m the type to buy a Roley and just ice my shit
on the spot, fuck comin back twice to shit
How real is that? My floss game, still intact
Boss game, you lame dudes can t feel that
Like the first dude to cop the 850 and 89
and drove it up to 55th, the city is mine, what?
Chorus: Blackstreet
You belong to the city (The city is mine)
You belong to the night (Yeah, uhh, the city is mine)
In the river of darkness (Pa-pa, feel me)
He s a man of the night (Yeah, yeah, bounce, bounce)
Verse Three: Jay-Z
I snatch your girl cause your arm ain t strong enough
Plus ya don t stay in the studio long enough
I make hits while y all stay hatin and take bricks
Had it locked til I came in the club, Take 6
Got your chick cause you swore she was innocent
Got her a Chinese manicure hair done by Dominicans, all for what
So I could be in a dark corner, all in the butt
at the bar alchoholing her up
I represent the lifestyle of those who thirst cream
A buck fifty a shot, Louis the Thirteenth
Jay-Z, Roc-A-Fella yo, know the name
I ain t a player get it right, I m controllin the game
From now until they blow holes in my frame
I ma stand firm, holdin my aim, feel me?
I m the focal, point like Biggie in his prime
on the low though - shhhhh, the city is mine!
Chorus / variations to end

Tekst :

feat. Beanie Sigel & Scarface

[Chorus]
(Please believe that) Some how some way
We gotta make it up out the hood some day
Some how some way
We gotta make it up out this life
Some how some way
We gotta make it up out this life
Some way we gotta make it up out this life

[Jay-Z]
Weather we dribble out this motherfucker
Rap metaphors and riddle out this motherfucker
Work second floors, hospital out this motherfucker
Some how we gotta get up out this motherfucker
Some day the cops will kill a motherfucker
I don t always want to be this drug dealing
Motherfucker damn
Wish I could take us all on this magic carpet ride
Through the sky I
Use to play the hall up fifth floor me and my boys we
All poor getting high I
seen the worst of the worst I deserve every blessing
I received I m from the dirt
I planted my seed on unfertile land Myrtle Park
Marcy, Flushing and Nostrand and
Still I grew some how I knew the sun will shine through
And touch my soul take hold of my hand
Look man a tree grows in Brooklyn

[Chorus]
Some how some way
I gotta make it up out the hood someday
Some how some way
I gotta make it up out this life
Some way I gotta make it up out this hood someday

[Beanie Sigel]
Talking:( To old Nell, Sigel street I ain t forget you)

Twenty niggas on the block trying to chase that buck
Nosey neighbors and haters keep their face on stuck
Cops roll up on the pavement break the dice games up
Behind smoke kids can t chase the ice cream truck
Girls fighting over Rollie young boys hype things up
Niggas fighting over Cold young boys light things up
All the petty ass wars fuck the night scene up
Remember Lil Eddie man how he light mean up
Then they wonder why we light green up
Back to back steamers trying to relax but I can t
I lean up ain t the L or the refer that steam up
It s my head stress to the point I get a fever
Thinking bout the block and all the mothers and kids
That can t leave and how the Chinks gotta feed em
For the rest of their life fucking wings fried
Vegetable rice(gotta be kidding)
No breakfast Cap n Crunch at night
Our kids eating lunch at night
In their beds all bunched in tight
No less than three or four(you know how it go)
Two by the foot two by the headboard
Man I m getting scared for them (Yeah I know)
Thats how I feel for them
And we gotta grip the shorties on the block
All they do is smoke weed and drink forties
Cop their quarties
Enough to get the latest ROC, newest glock, and old Jordies

[Chorus]
Some how some way
We gonna make it up out the hood someday
Some how some way
We gonna make it up out this life
Some how some way
We gonna make it up out the hood one day
Some way we gonna make it up out this life

[Scarface]
Right here another lil story bout this click I claimed
Another chapter based on how I get that game
Hanging round my neighborhood and bang my street
Sit and watch the passer-bys play my sweep
South-side sunny side
Blocks I run South Vegas, South Paul
Nigga all got guns
Over here we got this poor (?) get that there
We know tomorrow ain t promise so we get that there
Fuck sitting in the living room guarding the steps
Working inside a slump house starving to death
Serving these nigga flippers, quarter-ounces and
Zippers agents snapping your picture neighbors
Plotting to get ya
Situations is critic I was out here to get it
Living it like a savage cause nigga I gotta have it
And holding back all the mothers for a minute
Pumping hard dog
Erase enough to walk it down and fuck it all dog
Love being willied and your creek gonna rise
I m be a nigga and these streets gonna rise
(Some how some way)
(Some how some way)
I m be a nigga and these streets gonna rise

[Chorus]
Some how some way
We gotta make it up out the hood some day
Some how some way
We gotta make it up out this life
Some how some way
We gotta make it up out the hood some day
Some way we gotta make it up out this life

Tekst :

[Intro: News Excerpts]
The damage here along the gulf coast is catastrophic.
There s a frantic effort under way tonight to find
survivors. There are an uncounted number of the dead tonight...
People are being forced to live like animals...
We are desperate...
No one says the federal government is doing a good job..
And hundreds and hundreds and hundreds of people...
No water, I fought my country for years..
We need help, we really need help..

do that to their own people?

three days are trying to
win a war...

[Verse 1 - Jay-Z]
People was poor before the hurricane came
But the down pour poured is like when Mary J. sang
Every day it rains, so every day the pain
But ignored them, and showed em the risk was to blame
For life is a chain, cause and effected
Niggas off the chain because they affected
It s a dirty game so whatever is effective
From weed to selling kane, gotta put that in effect
Wouldn t you loot, if you didn t have the loot?
Baby needed food and you stuck on the roof
Helicopter swooped down just to get a scoop
Through his telescopic lens but he didn t scoop you
The next five days, no help ensued
They called you a refugee because you seek refuge
The commander-in-chief just flew by
Did he stop? No, he had a couple seats
Just proved jet blue he s not
Jet flew by the spot
What if he ran out of jet fuel and just dropped
hu,That woulda been something to watch
Helicopters doing fly-bys to take a couple of shots
Couple of portraits then ignored em
He d be just another bush surrounded by a couple orchids
Poor kids just cause they were poor kids
Left em on they porches same old story in New Orleans
Silly rappers, because we got a couple Porches
MTV stopped by to film our fortresses
We forget the unfortunate
Sure I ponied up a mill, but I didn t give my time
So in reality I didn t give a dime, or a damn

stranded
Nothin but a bandit
Left them folks abandoned
Damn, that money that we gave was just a band-aid
Can t say we better off than we was before
In synopsis this is my minority report
Can t say we better off than we was before
In synopsis this is my minority report

[Verse 2 - Ne-Yo]
So many times I m, covering my eyes
Peeking through my fingers
Tryin to hide my, frustration at the way that we treat
(Seems like we don t even care)
Turn on the TV, seein the pain
Sayin such a shame
Then tryin to go on with my life
Of that, I too, am guilty
(Seems like we don t even care)
So we send a lil money, tell em it s alright
To be able to sleep at night
You will pay that price
While some of these folks lost their whole life
(Seems like we don t even care)
Now it wasn t on the nightly news no more
Suddenly it didn t matter to you no more
In the end almost nothing changed
What the hell, what was that for?
(Seems like we don t even care)

[Outro: News Excerpts]
...Buses are on the way to take those people from New Orleans to Houston
...They lyin
...People are dying at the convention center
...Their government has failed them
...George Bush doesn t care about black people

Look your wonderful face in the mirror do you like it?
Oh my god I?m really cool noone could say me something
Cause I?m the best guy in my fuckin? town
Think god think if someone knows what my nature is ha ha.
What I?ll do...

{Melachi The Nutcracker}
Aiyo, New York tracks, keep me phat like that
I exercise with fitness, to support my back
It s going on black, and I m out to get mines
Bust in the place with a New York rhyme
Yo some people are...

Là-bas
Tout est neuf et tout est sauvage
Libre continent sans grillage
Ici, nos rêves sont étroits
C est pour ça que j irai là-bas

Là-bas
Faut du cśur et faut du courage
Mais tout est possible à mon âge
Si tu as la force et la foi
L or est à portée de tes doigts
C est pour ça...

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Chorus:
Maybe I ll see you up in heaven
Or maybe in paradise, oh
Maybe we ll meet in a better world
And Hong Kong is cold as ice, oh
Maybe I ll meet you up in heaven
Or heaven is here in Hong Kong, oh
Maybe we ll meet in a better world
And I m...

Simeon, he was a man
Held his heart out in his hand
A hollow land of autumn breeze
Evenings in the brittle rain
Leaves that fill the barren plain
With simple pain embroideries
In the temple yesterday
Was a man, who came to pray
Who couldn t stay and couldn t leave

So, he feel down on his knees
Sued...