Can I Live Freestyle

[Jay-Z]

You plan to bang, I plan to bang too

You playin' the games, I'm seein' the thing through

You sayin' my name to entertain ya crew

I ain't playin' no games, when shots exchange you're through

Fresh off probation I got a charge to throw away

My lawyer say for eighty large it'll go away

And that ain't no money to Jay

So you could get it broad day on Broadway while TRL's tapin'

You playin the game you know you ain't gon' win

Quit playin them childish games with grown men

I don't give a fuck about cars or chrome rims

I got apartments you could put your home in

Can I live?

[Jay talking to Funkmaster Flex]:

Can I keep goin'? I wrote... Can I keep goin'?

Do not put my verse on y'all records dawg!

{Laughing}

The boy trap money like bear hunters

Dear Summer, I know y'all gonna miss me

For we been together like Nike Air's and crisp T's

S. Dot's and Polo fleece's

Purple label shit with the logo secret

Gimme a couple of years, shhh, I might just sneak in

A couple of words and like Peaches & Herb

We'll be reunited and it feel so hood

Got the whole world sayin' "How he still so good?"

Well I do this in my slumbers, Summer

I ain't none of these half-assed new comers, you know how I do Summer

I drop heat when you bring the sun up

The combo make niggas act up I pick the gun up

Niggas back up, they know I ain't no fronter

I don't talk shit I just flip and "Un" ya

Sorry Lance I'm just tryna advance my quotes

I ain't makin' you the butt of my jokes

Let's not stray from what I came to say

To my beloved, I think we need some time away

They say if you love it

You should let it out the cage, if not fuck it

If it comes back you should know it's there to stay

It's tuggin, at my heart but this time apart is needed

From the public, should've gave me the Pulitz'

But instead gave me they ass to kiss

But you know me, thugging till the casket dips

But still shine light down on all my peers

I know they weird, some queer, I still want them to share

In all the success I receive, I know you can't believe

I still love 'em but they don't love me

They like the drunk uncle in ya family

{Laughing}

Though they lame it's still the same still you love 'em the same

Like when cats make subliminal records

Know they can't directly direct it at me I don't respect it

And you don't really want it with Hov, for the record

I put a couple of careers on hold - you could be next kid

You keep entering the danger zone

You gonna make that boy Hov put your name on a song

If you that hungry for fame cocksucker, c'mon!

Say when, take ten paces and spin

But on another note, 'bout to take another va-cay on another boat

Goddamn a motherfucker rode his way out the hood

And I pray that I stay out for good

But any day you know a nigga could try to play like he Suge

Then I gotta pull it like Dutch Schultz

You pass the Dutchy I'll blast you trust me

Niggas can't fuck with me

I'm in a good mood y'all lucky

I'm in a good groove

And I ain't tryin to mess my thing up

But I will lay down a couple green bucks, get you cleaned up

Non-Pulp Fiction, Colt 4-fifth and

Young niggas that blasphemy, blast for me, no religion

[Jay talking:]

Yo, I'mma stop Flex, I don't want nobody to catch feelings

I had to take off the blazer, loosen up the tie

Step inside the booth, Superman is alive

{Laughing}