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Jay-Z fresstyle Lyrics"I be crushing the buildings since Izod socks I'm so independent, shit I might buy Koch I might not stop, places to cop 76 floors you can call me the Doc…Inspired by Boesky, my chariots of fire Everybody took shots hit my body up I'm tired Build me up, break me down, to build me up again They like Hov we need you back so we can kill your ass again Hov got flow though he's no Big and Pac but he's close How I'm supposed to win they got me fighting ghosts…Same sword they knight you they gonna good night you with Shit that's only half if they like you That ain't he even the half what they might do Don't believe me ask Michael See Martin, see Malcolm You see Biggie, see Pac, see success and its outcome See Jesus, see Judas See Ceasar, see Brutus See success is like suicide Suicide, it's a suicide If you succeed prepare to be crucified Hmm, media meddles, niggas sue you, you settle Every step you take they remind you, you ghetto So it's tough being Bobby Brown To be Bobby then, you gotta be Bobby now Now the question is is to have had and lost Better than not having a….Everybody want to be the king til shots ring You laying in the balcony with holes in your dream Or you Malcolm Xed out getting distracted by screams Everybody get your hands off my jeans Everybody look at you strange, say you changed Uh, like you work that hard to stay the same Uh, game stayed the same, the name changed So it's best for those to not overdose on being famous Most kings get driven so insane That they try to hit the same vein that Kurt Cobain did New dangers, so strangers invited to the inner sanctum of your chambers Low chain them, the enemy's approaching so raise your draw bridge and drown him into molding In spirit I'm a Vulcan…Everybody screaming they want the old Hov But the new and improved Hov hit like Albert Pujols Everybody wanna hear me talk that money like Phil Rizzuto But my mind is on Pluto Bills that I do fold I now invest on Trying to find some loopholes in the IRS That's where I used to have a few hoes I am just Concentrating on making a new Hov do sex I've awaken just to try to school those putos Trying to follow in my shoes with Jew-froes Better adhere to this text 'fore you go Broke spending more than you applude on silly baguettes I know silly baguettes, silly you learn on your own At least my conscience is clear, I'm no longer steering you wrong Ain't nothing wrong with baguettes after you get a home Take care of your home, you can go back and um…I'm getting courted by the bosses, the Edgars and Doug Morrises-sss Jimmy I and Lyor's-sss Gotta be more than choruses-sss They respected my mind now, just a matter of time now Operation take over corporate Make Oval offices-sss Than take over all of it Please may these words be recorded To serve as testimony that I saw it all before it Came to fruition, sort of a premonition Uh, uncontrollable hustler's ambition Alias superstitution Like Stevie, the writing's on the wall like my lady, right BB? Saw it all before so they all thought I was crazy Maybe like a fox I'm cagey Ah, ah, the more successful, the more stressful The more and more I transform to Gordon Gekko In the race to a billion, got my face to the ceiling Got my knees on the floor, please Lord forgive him Has he lost his religion, is the greed gonna get him? He's having heaven on earth, will his wings still fit him? I got the Forbes on my living room floor And I'm so dope to the core, fucker I want more Time's most influential was impressive Especially since I wasn't in the artist's section Had me with the builders and the titans Had me right with Rubert Murdoch Billionaire boys and some dudes you never heard of Word up on Madison Ave is I'm a cash cow Word down on Wall St. homie you get the cash out IBO Hov no need for reverse merger The boy money talks no need to converse further The baby blue Maybach like I own Gerber Boardroom I'm lifting your skirt up The corporate take nigga….