Jay-Z Freestyle

[Intro]

Yeah y'all this Jay-Z, coolin out with the Funk Flex

60 Minutes of Funk, volume two, how we do

Motherfucker... yeah, you don't stop

You won't quit, Jay-Z drop shit like this

[Verse 1]

Ayo, my records sell 'cause I was born to do it

Kick that Willie shit well, 'cause I'm really gon' do it

The voice of the hustlers, who else gon' do it?

Most niggas is locked or in the box with embalming fluid

That's how I get it locked when I come through in the V

You rap niggas on the radio don't do it for me

Insert the removable face, place the CD

You're Prince, 'cause you rap dudes don't make sense

Talk about bitten lines

Nigga I did e'ry bit of crime that I writ in mine

Ran so much coke, I could shit a dime

And this is way back when, way before your bullshit was signed

Tryin' to indirectly, effect me, directly

Careful what you wish for, Jigga get raw

Nigga, I'm straight gutter, let me remind you

Act like you, out of your mind, I put your mind out of you

I do anything when I put my mind to it

A whole lot more when I put the nine to it

I flow shit, blow shit, smash shit, tow shit

On some sho' shit, hose it down totally and you knows this man

Keep niggas in awe with the old shit

No shit, and I don't give a fuck who you go get

I fold shit like poker, smack 'em around

On some Joe Schmoe shit, I back your whole click down what?

Frito Lay rappers I slay for play

Tell me who in your circle could fuck around with Jay?

No mo' shit, Cristals get dough shit

Shoot my pistals on the reg, I'm on some double-fo' shit

'Bout to drop a jewel and make po-po sick

I only respect the Feds, beat cops know shit

I'm pro slick, the dopest nigga to your brain, the comatose shit

'Cause after all, what's my name, oh shit!

[Verse 2]

Yeah Funk Flex and uh, we don't stop

Y'all wanna rhyme like me, wanna dime like me

Every Tom, Dick and Harry wanna ride my mami

Drink Cristal, play diamonds in his wrist style

Sell fish scale, y'all niggas love this style

Wannabe players, Jay-Z's offic-ial

Been through out, I could tell you what to do and how to do it

Foundation is layed, we can take this to the top baby girl

If you're not afraid, the world is watchin'

Most certainly, clowns wanna get up in your drawers

Think they hurtin' me, ha hah

I keep you ill and traced out, tennis brace out

Cartier watch, ma, diamond face style

Crib on the coast, marble floors laced out

Chase you upstairs singing 'Let's Play House'

Drop a seed in her, little life to breathe in her

Wanna boy so to be sure, I OD'd in her

His days are laced in Caesar Leguars

All the chicks jealous at the baby shower

Beatch!

[Outro]

How we do, Funk Flex, yeah

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