Jay-z - Holy Sins

Song Rating: 8.39/10

Song lyrics:

[Jay-Z:]
I used to give a f**, now I give a f** less
What do I think of success? It s**s, too much stress
I guess I blew up quick
Cause friends I grew up with
See me as a Premie but Im not and my nuts big
I dont know what the fuss is, my career is illustrious
My rep is impeccable; Im not to be f**ed with with
sh**, let that b**h breathe
Im way too important to be talking about extorting
Asking me for a portion is like asking for a coffin
Broad daylight Ill off your on switch
Youre not too bright, goodnight long kiss
Bye bye my reply... BLAH, BLAH
Blast burner then pa** burner to Ty-Ty
Finish my breakfast, why?
I got an appetite for destruction and youre a small fry
Now where was I?

I used to give a sh**, now I dont give a sh** more
Truth be told I had more fun when I was piss poor
Im pissed off, and is this what success is all about?
A bunch of n***as acting like b**hes with big mouths
All this stress, all I got is this big house
Couple of cars, I dont bring half of them sh**s out
All of this Ace of Spades I drink just to piss out
I mean I like the taste couldve saved myself 6 thous
How many times can I go to Mr. Chows, Taos, Nobu
Hold up, lemme move my bowels
Ill sh** on yall n***as, OG tell these boys
Nas:(Yall aint got sh** on my n***a)
I got watches I aint seen in months
Apartment at the Trump; I only slept in once
n***as said Hova was over, such dummies
Even If I fell Ill land on a bunch of money


Yall aint got nothing for me
Nas: let that b**h breathe

[Verse 2: Nas]
Success, McLaren, women staring
My villain appearance
Sacred blood of a king and my vein aint spilling
Ghetto Othello, Sugar Hill Romello
Camaro driven, I climax from paper
Then ask why is life worth living?
Is it to hunt for the sh** that you want?
To receives great, but I lust giving
The best j**elers wanna make my things
I make Jacob sh** on Lorraine just to make me a chain
n***as mentioned on One Love
Came home to the paper in hand
Aint gotta brag about the Feds young man
Old cribs I sold, yall drive by like monuments
Google Earth Nas; I got flats in other continents
Worst enemies wanna be my best friends
Best friends wanna be enemies like thats whats in
But I dont give a f** walk inside the lions den
Take everybodys chips, about to cash them in
Up your catalog dog, mines worth too much
Like Mike Jacks ATV pub, Mottola cant touch
Let this b**h breathe

[Jay-Z & Nas]
Let this b**h breathe

[Jay-Z:]
Imma just let this ride out
I might let it ride out for like seven minutes
You can groove to it, whatever
Get your two step
Lets keep it smooth

Date of text publication: 17.01.2021 at 06:28