Jay-Z's "Blackout" verse... still sizzlin'
Yeah, yeah... I'm a monster
I sleep whole winters, wake up and spit summers
Ghetto nigga, puttin up Will Smith numbers
Surrounded by 6's and Hummers, bitches among us
Tryin not to let this bullshit become us
It started from hunger, til it all went insane
Now bitches notice the chains now that I hit my number
The chickens I twisted see the digits unlisted
The beeper done changed; you dead bitch, the Reaper done came
I suggest niggaz stop speakin' my name
Cause trust me, y'all can still feel the heat in the rain
I keep creepin', streets keep watchin', I keep poppin'
Niggaz is hot heads and the bullets is heat-seekin'
Jay flow for pesos -- chase hoes NOT
I just circle 'round the block in a drop
Tell them jump through the top where the sun roof used to be
I could see y'all not used to me
Nigga flows like none other
I'm the meanest, toughest Dun Duda, ta gun butt'cha
You the type that bust a lot of shots and none touch ya
I'm the type that get excited, when the gun touch ya, motherfuckers..
Y'all niggaz bout to witness a dynasty like no other

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