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Artist: Jay-Z
Album: -
Year: -
Song Title: Ghetto Techno
Songwriters: N/A

Jay-Z - Ghetto Techno Lyrics and Video

[Jay-Z]
Imma give y’all Ghetto Techno 5 seconds to call your waitresses,
get your patrone, get ya ice buckets, get ya little shaker,
get it together,
We going in tonight,
If you on that Ace get ready to spray the club,
yeah, gonna need an umbrella tonight,
I’m going in,

come on,
5, come on
4, i said come on,
3… 2…1

We make sure we pouring champagne
marching away our sorrow,
cos we don’t wanna feel the damn pain,
i hope i’m hungover tomorrow
cos i don’t wanna feel a damn thing
no i don’t wanna feel a damn thing,
uh uh
No No,

[Chorus]
Now everybody throw a shot glass
shot glass, shot glass
raise yo empty shot glass
shot glass, shot glass
I survived more shots than Pac had
Pac had, Pac had,
Some more shout outs for Pac man,
Poppa and Pac

Bring it back,
I be on that Vodka tonic twister bomb,
I used to mix it with OJ,
and cranberry all the time,
but now i need it stronger,
got too much on my mind,
i said i need it stronger,
got too much on my mind

[Chorus]
Now everybody throw a shot glass
shot glass, shot glass
raise yo empty shot glass
shot glass, shot glass
I survived more shots than Pac had
Pac had, Pac had,
Some more shout outs for Pac man,
Poppa and Pac

Im on my new sh-t ghetto techno, uh,
Jimmy Hendrix, I’m so l….
southpaw Im an outlaw,
Ace of Spades coming out of my pours,
Peep the words coming out of my mouth,
ball harder than me not in my house,
y’all not in my league,
so when i come in the club get em outta my seats,
blank checks in my banquet,
black cards and you already now what the name says,
You can call me HOV I to the E, ah HOV,
I bus like Nastransit and y’all fake bust like Pamela Anderson,
I ball like an NBA owner,
you might boner,
[ Ghetto Techno Lyrics on http://song-by-lyrics.blogspot.com ]

[Chorus]

Black diamonds in my neck glow, uh,
lights bouncing off my chain like a disco,
got me back to the old me,
I’m in the club getting bucket after bucket like Kobe,
In the clubs I MC,
I bring models to the table like ING,
Honeys white but she dance black,
had to ask lil broad how she dance like that, uh,
me I’m doing me Im just going hard,
Table full of Ace like a deck of cards,
… rollin green up
we got one up looking like a Loc with the meaner
But I aint doing nothing that can get back,
I know half the club wanna twitter that,
tweet tweet, i smell the bird and the rap,
but I aint doing nothing but…

[Chorus]

Johnny Patrone haha, we got em,
ey I need a Methuselah
not a magnum
I need a Methuselah,
i need a bottle as tall as a 6 year old,

Get ready,
ah ha, ah ha, ah ha,
ghetto techno
ghetto techno
ghetto techno, no no no,

Jay-Z - Ghetto Techno Video

Artist: Jay-Z
Album: The Blue Print 3
Year: 2009
Song Title: We Made History
Songwriters: N/A

Jay-Z - We Made History Lyrics and Video

(Chorus)
Now that all the smoke is gone(lighter)
And the battle finally rise(give me a lighter)
Victory’s finally ours (Lighters up, lighters up)
History so loved, so long, so long, so long…

(Jay-Z, Verse)
In search of victory, she keeps eluding me
If only we could be together momentarily
We could make love, and make history
Why won’t you visit me, until she visits me
I’ll be stuck with a sista, her name is defeat
She gives me agony, so much agony
She brings me so much pain
So much misery, like missing your last shot
And fallin' to your knees .
As the crowd screams, for the other team
I practice so hard for this moment victory don’t lead
I know what this means, I’m stuck in this routine
Whole new different day, but the same old things
All I got is dreams, but nobody else could see
Nobody else believes, nobody else but me
Where are you victory, I need you desperately
Not just for the moment. To make history

(Chorus)
Now that all the smoke is gone(lighter)
And the battle finally rise(lighters)
Victory’s finally ours (Yea, Yea, Yea)
History so loved, so long, so long, so long…

(Jay-Z, Verse)
So now I’m flirting with death
Hustla like a G, while victory wasn’t watching
Took chances repeatedly
As a teenage boy, before acne
Before I got proactive, I couldn’t face sheet
I just threw on my hoodie and headed to the streets
I swear I met success, we lived together shortly
A success is like lust, witch is good for the touch
Witch is good for the moment, but she’s never enough
Everybody’s had her, she’s nothing like me
A success is all I got, unfortunately
But I’m burning down the block
I’ve been in it down defeat
But something tells me that there’s much more to see
Before I get killed, cos I can’t get robbed
So before me, success and death bandage
I gotta get lost, I gotta find free
We gotta be together to make history

(Chorus)
Now that all the smoke is gone (lighters up)
And the battle finally rise(lighter up)
Victory’s finally ours (lighters up)
History so loved, so long, so long, so long…

(Jay-Z, Verse)
Now history is mine, it taste so sweet
She’s my trophy wife, she commin with me
We have a baby who stutters’ repeatedly
We name him history
He repeats after me
He’s my legacy, son I’m a hard work
Future of my past, he’ll explain who I be
Rank me among the greats
Either 1 2 or 3, if I ain’t number one
Then I failed your victory
Ain’t in it for the fame, that dies in 10 weeks
Ain’t in it for the money, can’t take me when you live
I wanna be remembered long after you breath
Long after I’m gone, long after I breath
I live all I am, in the hands of history
Bless my last will testimony
This is much more then a song
It’s a baby shower, I’ve been waiting for this hour
History your ours.
[ We Made History Lyrics on http://song-by-lyrics.blogspot.com ]

(Chorus x2)
Now that all the smoke is gone
And the battle finally rise
Victory’s finally ours (lighters up)
History so loved, so long, so long, so long…

Jay-Z - We Made History Video

Artist: Jay-Z
Album: The Blue Print 3
Year: 2009
Song Title: Venus vsMars
Songwriters: N/A

Jay-Z - Venus vs. Mars Lyrics and Video

Hov’s a Blackberry Bold,
Shawty is a Sidekick,
She used to have a man,
I used to have a side chick,
Shawty got wind I had to blow the chick off,
got rid of him they both took the sh-t hard,
shawty play the piano me I play the white keys,
shawty from the south, oh, i think she like me,
Shawty like Pac, me Big Poppa,
screaming hit em up, I’m screaming who shot ya,
I’m on that red wine, shawty like white,
same sh-t different toilet,
we both getting nice,
me I’m from the apple which means I’m the Mac,
She’s a PC, she lives in my lap.

[Chorus]
Shawty get it in,
Daddy go hard
Shawty get it in,
Daddy go hard
Shawty get it in,
Daddy go hard
Shawty get it in,
Daddy go hard
Shawty get it in,
Daddy go hard
Shawty get it in,
Venus Versus Mars,

Whether Black or white we both like Mike,
We both like Jordans, We both feels nice,
When I finish breakfast, shawty’s out for lunch,
yeah we both eating its better than brunch,
shawty like Pepsi, me I’m da Coke Man,
Body like a coke bottle, I crush it like a Coke can,
Started at the window, then the bedroom wall,
the Ying to my Yang, I skeet skeet off,
I hits it from the back, Shawty like the front,
the Bonnie to my Clyde,
both riding shotgun,
both covered in gold like C3PO,
James and Florida Evans let the good times roll,
[ Venus vs. Mars Lyrics on http://song-by-lyrics.blogspot.com ]

[Chorus]

Thought Shawty was the truth, found out she was a cheater,
we were supposed to takeover, I caught her bumping Ether!
I thought shawty like Mike, found out she like Prince,
thought she was Adrian, it’s been Rocky ever since,
My dollars was down, she left me for some Euro’s,
Took my whole flavour, I call her coke zero,
Co-MVP like Kobe and Shaq,
left me for the Heat,
we were winning back to back,
said I partied too much, shawty got fed up,
shawty got Britney shaved her whole head up,
we used to make out, kissing each others face off,
Fell for the ponzi scheme, damn shawty just Made-off.

Jay-Z - Venus vs. Mars Video

Artist: Jay-Z
Album: The Blue Print 3
Year: 2009
Song Title: Reminder
Songwriters: N/A

Jay-Z - Reminder Lyrics and Video

All rhymers with Alzheimers line up please,
all mommies with mind freeze please line up please,
all bloggers with comments,
please I come in peace,
see if we can kill your amnesia by the time I leave,
all mommies I harbour for vouch for me,
tell em bout the time all your mommas couch mommy
all hustlas who ever bought an eighth from me,
take the time out to set the record straight for me,
remember me, silver bullet hard top mentally
they think think I’m outta shape so I have to jog there memory,
think with indelible ink, I let the pen go,
verses permanently tattooed serve as mementos,
ah, im so mental, my track record speaks for itself,
Im so instrumental,
allow me to rekindle lets all reminisce like Mary did,
think i have to send you a reminder,
here it is,

[Chorus]
Reminder
Reminder,
I got it if you need it,
A reminder
reminder
reminder,
Think I better give you a reminder,
Reminder
Reminder,
I got it if you need it,
A reminder
reminder
reminder,
Cos I can give you a friendly reminder,

Ah,
What the hell have you done,
to even have an opinion on what I been doing,
what the hell have y’all won,
only thing you can identify with is losing,
10 number 1 albums in a row,
who better than me?
only the Beatles nobody ahead of me,
I crush Elvis in his blue suede shoes,
Made the rolling stones seem sweet as coolaid 2,
96, 97, 98, 99, 2000, 2001 and beyond,
02, 03, 04, 05, 06 and 7, 08, 09
back to back double plat, i did what you want,
men lie women lie, numbers don’t,
ain’t nothing changed for me except the year it is,
i think have to send you a reminder,

[Chorus]
Reminder
Reminder,
I got it if you need it,
A reminder
reminder
reminder,
Think I better give you a reminder,
Reminder
Reminder,
I got it if you need it,
A reminder
reminder
reminder,
Cos I can give you a friendly reminder,

Do what i done without crying in the environment and what ya’ll did it in without dying my n-gga,
rap like I rap without lying and then tying both together like iron my n-gga,
write 16’s in between running 16 businesses,
all the while showing these young punks what the business is,
as if I’m gonna let you n-ggas style on me,
as if,
now everybody senile on me,
go back to boonback,
remember those button ups,
young Hov,
tell them ordinary Joes button up,
I destroy your 4 points O’s
and Benz 500 and all points to Ohhhh,
Now you n-ggas ‘memba me,
how you forget, back to johnnys album cover,
red and blue Gucci sh-t,
ain’t nothing changed but the year it is,
I think I have to send you a reminder here it is,
[ Reminder Lyrics on http://song-by-lyrics.blogspot.com ]

[Chorus]
[End]

-Romy

Jay-Z - Reminder Video

Artist: Jay-Z
Album: The Blue Print 3
Year: 2009
Song Title: Off That
Songwriters: N/A

Jay-Z - Off That Lyrics and Video

Welcome,
to tha,
future
Hey count me in
Find me a nice soft place to land
Im so high
Find me a place to land
Yeah
Right there
Yeah

(Verse 1)
I'm so tomorrow, they order mines on yesterday
which means you on-time than late
So even if I slow it down,
My sound is fast forward
Hold up
I'm just a runway show
But I wear this on my plane these my runway clothes
Cashmire sweats
They come out next year, but they my last year sweats
And my hoe's so sick,
Your new chick can't fuck with my old bitch
And you know this shit,
I'm professional, they know this is
I just may let you borrow this,
This the Blueprint nigga follow this
This is what what tomorrow is,
Welcome to tomorrow Bitch


(Hook)
Drake
Whatever you about to discover We off that
You about to tell her you love it, we off that
Always want to fight in the club and we off that
But you can't bring the future back
Ya'll steady chasing the fame, we off that
Oversize clothes and the chains, we off that
Niggas still makin' it rain and we off that
But you can't bring the future back

Tell them hatas get off me
Chris we off that
Timbs we off that
Rims we off that

Jay-Z
Yeah we off that
Is you still on that
And we still making money
cuz we still on that


(Verse 2)
Say black versus that, my nigga still off that
Please tell Bill O'Reilly to fall back
Tell Rush Limbaugh to get off my balls
This 2010 ain't 1864
Yeah we come so far
So I drive around town hard top and its off
And my trop at the loft with my high brow Ah and my high yellow broad
And my dark skin sense and my best white mate say whats up to Chris
Hows that for a mix
Got a black president, got green presidents
Blue prints in my white iPod
Black diamonds in my Jesus piece, my God
We ain't tripping off that
This is a Benetton ad, nigga betta fault that
[ Off That Lyrics on http://song-by-lyrics.blogspot.com ]

(Hook)
Drake
Whatever you about to discover We off that
You about to tell her you love it, we off that
Always want to fight in the club and we off that
But you can't bring the future back
Ya'll steady chasing the fame, we off that
Oversize clothes and the chains, we off that
Niggas still makin' it rain and we off that
But you can't bring the future back

Tell them hatas get off me
Chris we off that
Timbs we off that
Rims we off that

Jay-Z
Yeah we off that
Is you still on that
And we still making money
cuz we still on that

(Verse 3)
I dont give a fidduck, abbibout the riddate
you used to move, what you used to do
And i dont give a fidduck abbibout the bitches
that you used to screw but your future do
And we dont really care what you used to say
unless that effects your future pay
Im on a pratice field running two-a-days
so i dont drop the ball when its threw my way
I dont give a fidduck, abbibout the shit that
you probably did who you probably is
The only time i deal in past tense
is im past rims and im past tints
If you driving it, i drove it,
if you got it, cause i sold it
you copped it, i bought it back
we dont give a ffidduck Nigga we off that


(Hook)
Drake
Whatever you about to discover We off that
You about to tell her you love it, we off that
Always want to fight in the club and we off that
But you can't bring the future back
Ya'll steady chasing the fame, we off that
Oversize clothes and the chains, we off that
Niggas still makin' it rain and we off that
But you can't bring the future back

Tell them hatas get off me
Chris we off that
Timbs we off that
Rims we off that

Jay-Z
Yeah we off that
Is you still on that
And we still making money
cuz we still on that

Jay-Z - Off That Video

Artist: Jay-Z
Album: -
Year: -
Song Title: Run This Town
Songwriters: N/A

Jay-Z - Run This Town Lyrics and Video

[Rihanna]
Feel it coming in the air
Hear the screams from everywhere
I’m addicted to the the thrill (I'm Ready)
It’s a dangerous love affair (C'mon)
Can’t be scaring nickels down
Got a problem, tell me now
Only thing that’s on my mind
Is who gon’ run this town tonight
Is who gon’ run this town tonight
We gon’ run this town

[Jay-Z]
We are, yeah, I said it, we are
This is Roc Nation, pledge your allegiance
Get y’all fatigues on, all black everything
Black cards, black cars, all black everything
And our girls are blackbirds, riding with they Dillingers
I get more in-depth if you boys really real enough
This is La Familia, I’ll explain later
But for now, let me get back to this paper
I’m a couple bands down and I’m tryna get back
I gave Doug a grip, I lost a flip for five stacks
Yeah, I’m talking five comma six zeroes dot zero ?
Back to running circles ’round niggas, now we squared up
Hold up

[Rihanna]
Life’s a game but it’s not fair
I break the rules so I don’t care
So I keep doing my own thing
Walking tall against the rain
Victory’s within the mile
Almost there, don’t give up now
Only thing that’s on my mind
Is who gon’ run this town tonight

Heeeeeeeeey heeeeeeay
Heeeeeeeeey heeeeeeay
Who gon’ run this town tonight?

[Jay-Z]
We are, yeah, I said it, we are
You can call me Caesar, in a dark Caesar
Please follow the leader, so Eric B we are
Microphone fiend, it’s the return of the God, peace God
And ain’t nobody fresher
I’m in Maison, uh, Martin Margiela
On the table, screaming f**k the other side, they jealous
We got a bankhead full of broads, they got a table full of fellas
And they ain’t spendin’ no cake
They should throw they hand in, ’cause they ain’t got no spades
My whole team got dough
So my bankhead is lookin’ like Millionaires’ Row
[Run This Town lyrics on http://song-by-lyrics.blogspot.com ]

[Rihanna]
Life’s a game but it’s not fair
I break the rules so I don’t care
So I keep doing my own thing
Walking tall against the rain
Victory’s within the mile
Almost there, don’t give up now
Only thing that’s on my mind
Is who gon’ run this town tonight

Heeeeeeeeey heeeeeeay
Heeeeeeeeey heeeeeeay
Who gon’ run this town tonight?

[Kanye West]
It’s crazy how you can go from being Joe Blow
To everybody on your dick, no homo
I bought my whole family whips, no Volvos
Next time I’m in church, please no photos
Police escorts, everybody passports
This the life that everybody ask for
This a fast life, we are on a crash course
What you think I rap for? To push a f**kin’ Rav 4?
But I know that if I stay stunting
All these girls only gon’ want one thing
I could spend my whole life good will hunting
Only good gon’ come is it’s good when I’m coming
She got an ass that’ll swallow up her G-string
And up top, uh, two bee stings
And I’m beasting, off the re-sling
And my nigga just made it out the precinct
We give a damn about the drama that you do bring
I’m just tryna change the color on your mood ring
Reebok, baby, you need to try some new things
Have you ever had shoes without shoestrings?
What’s that, Ye? Baby, these heels
Is that a May-what? Baby, these wheels
You trippin’ when you ain’t sippin’, have a refill
You feelin’ like you run it, huh?
Now you know how we feel

[Jay-Z]
Wha’sup?
[Rihanna]
Heeeeeeeeey heeeeeeay
Heeeeeeeeey heeeeeeay
[Jay-Z]
Wha’sup?

[Rihanna]
Heeeeeeeeey heeeeeeay
Heeeeeeeeey heeeeeeay
Who gon’ run this town tonight?

[Jay-Z]
Wha’sup?

Jay-Z - Run This Town Video

Artist: Jay-Z
Album: The Blueprint 3
Year: 2008
Song Title: Death Of Autotune
Songwriters: N/A

Jay-Z - D.O.A. (Death Of Autotune) Lyrics and Video

Only rapper to rewrite history without a pen
No I.D. on the track let the story begin…
begin… begin

This is anti-autotune, death of the ringtone
This ain’t for Itunes, this ain’t for sing-along
This is Sinatra at the opera, bring a blonde
Preferably with a fat ass who can sing a song
Wrong, this ain’t politically correct
This might offend my political connects
My rap’s don’t have melodies
This **** make jackers wanna go n commit felonies
Ah, get your chain tooken
I may do it myself, I’m so Brooklyn
I know we facin a recession
But the music yall makin gonna make it the great depression
Ah, or your lack of aggression
Pull your skirt back down, grow a set men
Ah, ah.. nigga this just violent
This is death of autotune, ah moment of silence

la da da da… hey hey hey goodbye

Only rapper to rewrite history without a pen
No I.D. on the track let the story begin…
begin….begin

Hold up, this ain’t a number 1 record
This is practically assault with a deadly weapon
I made this just for Flex n Mrs. C,
I want niggas to feel threatened
Stop your blood clot crying
The kid the dog everybody dying
No lyin, your niggas’ jeans too tight
Your colors too bright, your voice too light
I might wear black four years straight,
I might bring back Versace shades,
This ain’t for Z100
Ye told me to kill yall to keep it 100
This is for Hot 9-7
The **** for clue for Khaled, for we the best n’
Nigga this **** violent
This is death of autotune, moment of silence…
[D.O.A lyrics on http://song-by-lyrics.blogspot.com ]

la da da da… hey hey hey goodbye

Only rapper to rewrite history without a pen
No I.D. on the track let the story begin…
begin… begin

Holdup, this **** need a verse from Jeezy… ay!
I might send this to the mixtape Weezy
Get somebody from BMF to talk on this
Give this to a Blood, let a Crip walk on it
Get me foul to style on this
I just don’t need nobody to smile on this
You niggas singin too much,
Get back to rap you T-Pain’n too much
Ah, I’m a multi-millionaire
So how is it I’m still the hardest n—a here?
I don’t be in the project hallway
Talkin’ bout how I be in the project all day
That sounds stupid to me,
If you a gangsta, this is how you prove it to me
Yeah, just get violent
This is death of autotune, moment of silence

la da da da… hey hey hey goodbye

Only rapper to rewrite history without a pen
No I.D. on the track let the story begin…
begin… begin

Jay-Z - D.O.A. (Death Of Autotune) Video