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letra de don't you know - jay-z

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[intro]
fresh from london… paris, germany…
it’s euro-jay… international hov’…
bonsoir, muh’f-ckas!… we back…
as if we never left this b-tch… on top… it’s worldwide…
still just blaze’in this sh-t up…

[verse 1]
every place i visit, i got land there
how could n-ggas stand there
say i sound like them? h-ll no
push wigs back, push bentley drops that’s yellow
started from the elbow, n-gga, from the get-go
no, not the geico, ain’t nothing accidental
just the facts that i’ve been through
perhaps if you was into
half of the sh-t i’ve been through
that’d make your pen move
your mind would open, your heart would bleed
instead y’all n-ggas flow oh so r-t-rdedly
you sound r-t-rded to me!
how could you stand there, pants near down to your -ss, you wanna spar with me
i’ll put you down in the gr-ss, it’s the god mc, young v-i-t-o
young’n, you are my hijo
my son dula
i clean the cesspool up
rap stinks
you cats are the sphinx
you cut off your nose to spite your face
bet you like it that way don’tchya?

[chorus]
don’t you know?
when you’re defeated, young punk?
won’t you throw
won’t you throw in the towel, stop running your mouth
don’t you know that we know you’re just running your mouth
cause when this sh-t pops off, we gonna run in your house
don’t you know
when you’re defeated, young punk?
won’t you throw?
won’t you throw in the towel? i’m better with vowels
my vocabulary murders the dictionary
flow switches every 16, sh-ts mean, man

[verse 2]
sh-t, i’m heavy in the game
i ain’t worried ’bout a thing
last man standing
blam-blamming the cannon
48 hours, it’s reggie hammond
the colte, nick nolte
my demeanor is humphrey bogie
baby, i’m comfy, cozy, my spot is solidified
roc-a-bye baby, i sing you a lullabye
how ill am i? bk to philladi-
delphia! n-ggas feelin how real am i
sh-t, i carry two taurus, n-ggas they call me gemini
though my birthday is one day before december 5
it’s s carter, the archer, i throw darts at ya
arrows through your apparel, i will dearly depart ya
it’s clearly hard for ya, what god has bestowed on me
you nah destroys me n-gga; n-gga i’m poetry
in four part harmony, it’s like jodeci
check out my melody, my flow is a felony
oh, i’m so seventies, i’m in tune with the heavenly
governing body – check, check, check out my destiny
i walk leaving four footprints
my hood sense
my book smarts
my faith of the unknown
and a good heart
what’s seldom shown is the good part
like i said
try to bring ’em life, but they want dead
you won’t listen
hov’ is a nice guy, but you don’t miss him
that’ll p-ss him off quick, you won’t listen

[chorus]
don’t you know?
when you’re defeated, young punk?
won’t you throw
won’t you throw in the towel, stop running your mouth
don’t you know that we know you’re just running your mouth
cause when this sh-t pops off, we gonna run in your house
don’t you know
when you’re defeated, young punk?
won’t you throw?
won’t you throw in the towel? i’m better with vowels
my vocabulary murders the dictionary
flow switches every 16, sh-ts mean, man

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