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Bitch, Don't Kill My Vibe [Remix]

by Jay-Z

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I am a sinner, who's probably gonna sin again Lord forgive me, Lord forgive me Things I don't understand Sometimes I need to be alone Bitch don't kill my vibe, bitch don't kill my vibe I can feel your energy from two planets away I got my drink, I got my music I would share it but today I'm yelling Bitch don't kill my vibe, bitch don't kill my vibe Bitch don't kill my vibe, bitch don't kill my vibe Look inside of my soul and you can find gold And maybe get rich, hol' up Trinidad Jame$ in four weeks but now my album platinum and shit, so what Y'all keep the numbers I'm more than another statistic my nigga this courtesy of Compton (Courtesy of Compton) Brooklyn go hard, motherfucker Love me on the East like I'm Chuck D Dominicans wish that I was born there I'm lookin' to be the god MC You look at my hat and see thorns there I look at the game and see porn there I'm fuckin' this industry hard I'm bagging this money tea-bagging your honey you thought I was fresh out the yard Don't cry to me dummy, you're a lightweight They tell me you nice and I'm like "wait" Go get me a knife you're looking like steak and when the stakes are high, I stake out for days And when the water reside, you're Bobby Boucher But we thirsty nigga, never alert me, nigga I got a P89 in a suitcase I know you heard me nigga, this is a burpee nigga Lyrical exercise Right now, homie, I'm in the extra vibe Pipe down on the curb when you heard that I got these words to the upper echelon, that's excellent I am a sinner who's probably gonna sin again Lord forgive me, Lord forgive me Things I don't understand Sometimes I need to be alone Bitch don't kill my vibe, bitch don't kill my vibe I can feel your energy from two planets away I got my drink, I got my music I would share it but today I'm yelling Bitch don't kill my vibe, bitch don't kill my vibe Bitch don't kill my vibe, bitch don't kill my vibe Up in the clouds, me and my spouse Rumors on the ground gettin' too loud please turn them shits down (Down, down) Can't hear myself think Turbulence, shit, almost spilled my drink In the White House with a mink Running through that bitch like it's my house All up in the hall like a mall Told you motherfuckers, all I do is ball No, I don't 'member you, I don't intend to empty my memory bank It's a million dollars in it, baby, Hilary Swank Sittin' next to Hillary smellin' like dank Presidential pardon, name one nigga out there harder than him I'll wait... I've been in my wave like 20 years straight I've been on my vibe like 20 years straight Don't fuck up my high (Fuck up my high) Nights like this, I could fuck up a pie And still be straight (Still be straight) Fall back, bitch, I got a lot on my plate Don't waste my breath I don't know how many moons a nigga got left Back to this joint, Smokin' this shit like I'm tryna' prove a point I'm the highest, the highest title, numero uno Kill my vibe, that's your motherfuckin' funeral (Haha) Between you and me, turn eulogy to urinals, niggas pissed off I ministered this generation my fort Leader of the new school, On my toes like a ballerina who knew I'd be Black Swan World in my palms, ironically I am the Globetrotters' best 'cause I didn't drop the ball Told niggas when I was 16 that I'd write a 16 To put a nigga right on the big screen In the paddy wagon with six teens Should have been in the pen but now my pen write with morphine I heal niggas, touch down with more fiends I kill niggas, audio crack, khakis to meal ticket Cardio lap, was running for dear life but now I'm running the map bitch, I'm here nigga Picture lil' ol' me giving a fuck for what a fuck nigga gotta say Nigga you never be Jay, never be Nas, never be Snoop nor Dre You ain't get killed in Vegas or in a Suburban Nigga, Puffy Daddy wasn't your favorite So many washed up with detergent But I don't dry tears, I just aim at them on purpose like bla'! Mini-14 like bla'! Empty out another magazine like bla'! Let a young nigga get by! I kill 'em all when they try to kill my vibe! I am the bad, the good God, the last the hood got The last that would try to pass a good job If Shawn's a black Beatle then I need a 10 second drum solo bitch see you at Woodstock ah

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