Letra de canción descargada de: https://www.albumcancionyletra.com ------------------------------------------ Jay Z - Justify my thug ------------------------------------------ Uhh, this feel right right here Quik Itīs like itīs īsposed to happen this one right here Young! God damn.. .. let me justify my thug on this one right here [Verse One: Jay-Z] It goes one oīclock, two oīclock, three oīclock rock Five six seven oīclock, eight oīclock rock Eleven oīclock, twelve oīclock, the party bout to pop Then - Roc-A-Fella yīall, itīs your boy S. Dot And I ainīt never been to jail; I ainīt never pay a nigga to do no dirt for me I was scared to do myself I will never tell even if it means sittin in a cell I ainīt never ran, never will I ainīt never been smacked; a nigga better keep his hands to himself or get clapped for whatīs under that manīs belt I never asked for nothin I donīt demand of myself Honesty, loyalty, friends and then wealth Death before dishonor and I tell you what else I tighten my belt īfore I beg for help Foolish pride is what held me together through the years I wasnīt felt which is why I ainīt never played myself I just play the hand Iīm dealt, I canīt say Iīve never knelt before God and asked for better cards at times to no avail But I never sat back feelin sorry for myself If you donīt give me heaven Iīll raise hell īTil itīs heaven [Chorus - imitating Madonna] Justify my thug! "For you!" - [Run-D.M.C.] My thug.. (hoping..) My thug.. (praying..) for you to justify my thug! My thug.. (hoping..) My thug.. (praying..) for you.. "For you! Fresh" - [Run-D.M.C.] [Verse Two: Jay-Z] Now if you shoot my dog, Iīma kill yoī cat Just the unwritten laws in rap - know dat For every action thereīs a reaction, donīt have me relapsin Relaxinīs what Iīm about, but about mine Donīt be actin like you canīt see street action Take me back to ??? Doubt time You see my mindīs on the finish line, facin the wreck I put my muhīfuckin faith in the tec, tell Satan not yet You understand I am chasin my breath I am narrowly escapin my death, oh yes I am the Michael Schumacher of the Roc roster Travellin Mach 5, barrelin, my power can stop God God forgive me but I canīt let them deliver me to you Until, I won this race, then eventually My engine gonī burn out, I get whatever is meant for me However it turns out fine - red line! [Chorus] [Verse Three: Jay-Z] They say an eye for an eye, we both lose our sight And two wrongs donīt make a right But when you been wrong and you know all along that itīs just one life At what point does one fight? (Good question right!) īFore you knock the war, try to put your dogs in it Ten-and-a-halfs, for a minute-and-a-half Bet that stops all the grinnin and the laughs When you play the game of life and the win ainīt in the bag When your options is none and the pen is all you have or the block, niggaz standin tight, thereīs limits on the ave Tryin to cop or shot-call theyself cleansin in the cash But canīt put they name on paper cause, then you on blast Mr. President, thereīs drugs in our residence Tell me what you want me to do, come break bread with us Mr. Governor, I swear thereīs a cover up Every other corner thereīs a liquor store - fuck is up? [Chorus]