Rick Ross feat. Jay-Z - Free Mason Lyrics

Free Mason Lyrics by Rick Ross feat. Jay-Z

This is for the soldiers
the see the sun at midnight, ya dig
let me slow down
it’s so amazing

(Rick Ross)
I go in the grave before I be a bich n-gga
Better behave you dealin’ with some rich n-gga
we the lost symbols
speak in cryptic codes
ancient wisdom
valuable like gifts of Gold
I embark on life
my path is all math
I understand the codes these hackers can’t crack
I understand these folks expect me to fold
community control to violate parole
I wont fail but a lot of men will
I’m iconic in the field
like Solomons Seal
Uh, it’s just in an intro
allow my flow time to sink into the temple
Free Mason
Free Lancer
Free Agents, we faster
Big contracts, big contractors
built pyramids, period
We Masters
no caterpillers, it was just a lot of n-ggas
A lot of great thinkers and a lot of great inventors
All white mansion, I’m the child of God
All black diamonds times were hard
New Rolls Royce Guess you made it n-gga
all white favourite n-gga
you they favourite n-gga
my top back like JFK
they wanna push my top back like JFK
So, So I JFK,
join forces with the kings and we ate all day
right now I could rewrite history
I stopped writing so fuck it
I’ll do it mentally

(Chorus - Rick Ross)
I go in the grave before I be a bich n-gga
Better behave you dealin’ with some rich n-gga
Started in the ghetto now we worldwide
Multiplying and I pray to God we never die
(repeat)

(Verse 2 - Jay-Z)
N-ggas couldn’t do nothing with me
they put the devil on me
I would have preferred if n-gga squeeze the metal on me
Rumours of Lucifer
I don’t know who to trust
whole world want my demise turn my music up
here me clearly, if y’all niggas fear me
f-ck all these fairy tales
go to hell
This is God engineering
This is Hail Mary pass,
y’all interfering
he without sin shall cast the first stone
so y’all look in the mirror
double check your appearance
b-tch I said I was amazing
Not that I’m a Mason
3It’s amazing that I made it though the maze that I was in
Lord forgive me I never would’ve made it without sin
Holy water my face in the basin
Diamonds in my Rosary shows He forgave him
B-tch I’m red hot, I’m on my third six but the devil I’m not
My Jesus peice flooded but thou shall not covet
keep your eyes off my cupboard I’m a bad motherf0cker
it’s HOV
just say you love it

(Rick Ross - Chorus)

(John Legend)
If I ever die, never let it be said I didn’t win
never, never say
never sya Legend didn’t go in (imma go in)
I just wanna die on Top of the World
Makin love to my favorite girl
makin beuatiful music
we makin a movie
we knew we was born to do it

(Rick Ross - Chorus)


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Dr. Dre feat. Jay-Z - Under Pressure Lyrics

Dr. Dre feat. Jay-Z - Under Pressure Lyrics

[Dr Dre]
The long-awaited Detox, trick
‘Cause maybe I don’t wanna stop, maybe I don’t wanna quit
Maybe I like hoes, maybe I don’t want a wife, maybe I’m psycho
Maybe I’m crazy, maybe I’m strapped right now, just maybe
Maybe it’s a relapse, maybe I’m high right now, where the weed at?
Maybe this is ER, maybe I’m a real doc and this is CPR
Maybe we need to breathe some life in this shit
Maybe we are the life of this shit
(inaudible) Maybe I’m just crazy (Crazy)
What they say? (What they say?)
Sak pase (Sak passe)
La pude (La pude)

[Jay-Z]
Dre, I think I need my sponsor

I’m just outta contro-o-ol
Maybe I got hoes, every little city I go, like Paco
We tryna grow, but I just can’t seen her
I’m havin’ trouble cleanin’ up, I’m like FEMA
All these little haters got me back with the nina
Got me bringin’ guns to work, Gilbert Arenas
Unh, I don’t know if it’s the Goose talkin’
But you know they say the liquor get your truth talkin’
Maybe I should be somewhere in the group talkin’
I’m addicted to coupes and takin’ roofs off ‘em
I’m addicted to watches, Heckler and Koches
Them bow-legged girls from the projects
It’s Bed-Stuy in this bitch (Bed-Stuy!)
Dre, what’s up? (It’s Westside over here)
I’m in this party, I’m up to no good
And I should be duckin’ these clubs, Tiger Woods

[Dr. Dre]
I smoke (I smoke)
I drink (I drink)
I’m supposed to stop, but I can’t
Nigga, don’t ask why (Ask why)
I get high (I get high)
I’m just livin’ my mo’fuckin’ life
So what? I’m drunk (I’m drunk)
And I’m a weedhead (Weedhead)
And I’ma treat every day like the weekend
Headfirst off the deep end
Yeah, you know what’s happenin’
I’m just relapsin’.

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Drake feat. Jay-Z - Light Up Lyrics

Drake feat. Jay-Z - Light Up Lyrics

Ayo u wish u were as nice as me
Im priceless please, get off my nikes jeez
You mismatch like rice and peas
You a pest punk, itchin me like lice and fleas
Only thing you ever lost was ya license g
You aint makin money, and most rappers aint
Blow it in one week on rented cars wit fresh paint
Damn he said that, shit I guess that its on
Bow down its proper etiquette, learn right from wrong
Keep it glowin like lite brite, blinded by the mic its strong
Like this song, damn hard to pause cuz my skills is raw
Talkin behind my back, are you a bitch or a clown
I dunno but its for certain u aint takin the crown
Even when Im 6 feet deep, ull be weepin to sleep
U can never hold my tongue
Give u a whippin like a Catholic nun
Next time ur spinnin in circles with ur words like a fan
Ima settle this like a man, have u prayin to the lord uh yea rite where u stand


Soul controller, verbal chrome holder
Delicious bars be edible, mr incredible
Hulk handwritin like a doctors, barly legible
Im cool as chrome metal, but steamin like a tea kettle
I burn ur settlement, leaving craters in setiment
Speaking with the firepower of regiments, I leave u bent
Cuz ur rhymes aint worth 7 cents
Hence ur broke, a bad joke, Im heaven scent
Leave u prayin for forgiveness, sacrifice meat call it lent
Who are the real terrorists, never know until they bury us
My status is always changing like facebook
Leave u without a hand, crocodile, Captain Hook
Bruce Lee kick punch, Boom Pow
Parappa the rappa, the gold chain snatcha
Computer hacker, code cracker
NBA Jam like Boom Shackalaka
Ima throwin you under the bus with my rhymes oh so clever
You got that hate trait thats been passed on forever
Make it a date at 8, Ill pick up the check mate
Its fate, seein u here wit ur faggot ass clan
But its alright cuz Ima finish this right where u stand


Uhhh Im so sick wit it like Pusha T
Hear the Clipse spew the bullets sayin What happened to that boy g
So now Im gonna go crazy startin no stopping
Everybodys jockin, pop lockin droppin, leanin & rockin,
beef jerkin, lurkin, just searchin so continue hatin my elation of this creation to the preservation of hip hop, cuz I hear the tic toc of my wrist watch getting closer to the alarm, red alert put down ur glock gun shots dont scare me anymore
Ready to kick it up a notch like Emril
Uhhh Lyrics is dirty but oh so fresh & so clean, call me sterile
I was never an outkast in school, clothes were never dated
Aint upcoming to the game cuz I prematurely ejaculated
That means Im already here for u slow pokes and coke dopes
From livin in the struggle to washin up in 100 dollar soaps
Not yet but you cant hate me for dreamin man
But if u do, Ima leave u rite where u stand

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