Album Name

Magna Carta... Holy Grail

Artist

JAY-Z

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2013.07.08

Release Agency

Universal Music Group

F.U.T.W. - JAY Z
Just let me be great
just let me great
I feel like mothafuckin
Cassius Clay
right now Genius
Don’t be good my nigga
be great
After that government cheese
we eating steak
After the projects
now we on estates
I’m from the bottom
I know y’all can relate
Fuck up the world
Let’s fuck up this world
Fuck up the world
Me and destiny
got a date
Martin had a dream
Hov gotta team
My chain already heavy
don’t let me get a ring
Parades down Flatbush
Confetti on my fur
Turn right on Red Hook
niggas heavy on the curve
See most of my niggas died
early twenties or late teens
I’m just trying to come from
under the thumb of this regime
1 percents of a billion more then
niggas even seen
Still they wanna act like
it’s an everyday thing clean
fuck up this world
fuck up this world
fuck up this world
Fuck up the uh
High Yellow sky
dweller and the rose gold
Legend of the summer
in the Rose Bowl
Came thru Pasadena
in the low low
Just to show
respect to the chulos
Feel like a stranger
in my own land
Got me feeling like
Brody in Homeland
I just want my shot to
show my genius
Standing on the top
hold my penis
America tried to
emasculate the greats
Murder Malcolm
gave Cassius the shakes
Wait tell them rumble
young man rumble
Try to dim your lights
tell you be humble
You know I’m gon shine
like a trillion watts
You know a nigga trill as
Michael Jackson socks
Send a light to
Compton and the
hundred blocks
Lil bastard boy
basking on top
fuck up this world
Let’s fuck up this world
Let’s fuck up the world
Let’s fuck up this world
Fuck up the uh
Sipping D’USSE boy
this ain’t your daddy yak
He in a Cadillac
me and I’m in the Maybach
This ain’t grey sweat suits
and white tube socks
This is black leather pants
and a pair of stance
Socks is my synopsis
is clear
Got stripclubs feeling like
Oxford I swear
Teacher teacher
I trying to unteach ya
All the shit they taught y’all
they got you all
in the bleachers
When you front row
at the Knicks game
those the Spike Lees
You front row every where
you in the H O V’s
Jordan 1′s and dungarees
And that’s just the half
of my warpath
Make a million another million
let my niggas make a million
’til we all check a billion
shit it’s just the way
I’m feeling
We have yet to see a ceiling
we just top what we top
Cause the bars don’t struggle
and the struggle don’t stop
Let’s fuck up this world
Let’s fuck up this world
Let’s fuck up the world
Let’s fuck up the world
Say I time now
Just Fuck up the world
fuck up this world