Yeah
Come experience, life as we know it
As some of you should know it, yeah, yeah
Place, Marcy, Brooklyn
Actions, well, y'all know the actions

Uh, I got this shorty on my block always clocking my rocks
He likes the style and profile I think he wanna mock
He likes the way I walk, he sees my money talking
To honeys hawkin I'm the hottest nigga in New York and
I see his hunger pains, I know his blood boils
He wanna, run with me, I know this kid'll be loyal
I watched him make a few ends, to cop his little sneakers and gear
Then it's just enough for re-up again
I see myself in his eyes, I moved from Levi's
To Guess to Versace, now it's diamonds like Liberace
That's just the natural cycle, nobody wanna be like Michael
Where I'm from, just them niggas who banned from a gun
We out here trying to make hard white into cold green
I can help shorty blow out like Afro-Sheen
Plus I can relive my days of youth which is gone
That little nigga's peeps, it's time to put him on

It's time to come up (and hold my own weight, defend my crown)
Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand my ground)
It's time to come up (stick up my chest, and make some loot)
Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand on my own two)

I'm out here slinging bringing the drama
Trying to come up in the game
And add a couple of dollar signs to my name
I'm out here serving disturbing the peace, life could be better
Like my man reclined in plush leather seats
He's selling weight, I'm selling eight, balls
Sixteen trying to graduate to pushing quarters y'all
I ain't gon' sweat him I'ma let him come to me
If he give me the nod then these niggas gon' see
I'm tired of being out here 'round the clock
And breaking day, and chasing crackers up the block for my pay
I'm staying fresh, so chickens check
I'm trying to step up to the next level, pushing 'Vettes to the Jets
Diamonds reflect from the sun, directly in your equilibrium
And stunned I'm waiting for my day to come
I got the urge, to splurge, I don't wanna lifetime sentence
Just give me the word

It's time to come up (and hold my own weight, defend my crown)
Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand my ground)
It's time to come up (and stick up my chest, and make some loot)
Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand on my own two)

Hey fella I been watching you clocking
(Who me holding down this block it ain't nothing)
(You the man nigga now stop fronting)
I like your style
(Nah, I like yo' style)
Let's drive around awhile
(Cool nigga) here's a thou'
(A G? I ride with you for free)
(I want the long term riches and bitches)
Whoa, now listen to me
You let them other niggas get the name, skip the fame
Ten thou' or a hundred G keep yo' shit the same (on the low?)
Yeah, the only way to blow
You let your shit bubble quietly
(And then you blow!) hey keep your cool
The only way to peep a fool is let him show his hand
Then you play your cards
(Then he through dealing I understand)
Don't blow your dough on hotties
(The only thing I got in this world is my word and my nuts)
(And won't break em for nobody!)
Ha, I like resume, pick a day, you can start
(From now until death do us part)

It's time to come up (and hold my own weight, defend my crown)
Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand my ground)
It's time to come up (stick up my chest, and make some loot)
Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand on my own two)

It's time to come up (and hold my own weight, defend my crown)
Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand my ground)
It's time to come up (stick up my chest, and make some loot)
Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand on my own two)


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"Coming of Age" as written by Rodolfo Antonio Franklin James Mtume

Lyrics © Spirit Music Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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    General CommentHere are the real lyrics:

    [Jay-Z]
    Yeah...
    Come experience... life as we know it
    As some of you should know it, yeah, yeah
    Place, Marcy, Brooklyn
    Actions... well, y'all know the actions

    Uhh, I got this shorty on my block always clockin my rocks
    He likes the style and profile I think he wanna mock
    He likes the way I walk, he sees my money talkin
    to honies hawkin I'm the hottest nigga in New York and
    I see his hunger pains, I know his blood boils
    He wanna, run with me, I know this kid'll be loyal
    I watched him make a few ends, to cop his little sneakers and gear
    then it's just enough for re-up again
    I see myself in his eyes, I moved from Levi's
    to Guess to Versace, now it's diamonds like Liberace
    That's just the natural cycle, nobody wanna be like Michael
    where I'm from, just them niggaz who banned from a gun
    We out here trying to make hard white into cohhhhld green
    I can help shorty blow out like Afro-Sheen
    Plus I can relive my days of youth which is gone
    That little nigga's peeps, it's time to put him on

    Chorus: Jay-Z and Memphis Bleek

    It's time to come up (and hold my own weight, defend my crown)
    Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand my ground)
    It's time to come up (stick up my chest, and make some loot)
    Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand on my own two)

    [Memphis Bleek]
    I'm out here slingin bringin the drama, tryin to come up
    in the game and add a couple of dollar signs to my name
    I'm out here servin disturbin the peace, life could be better
    like my man reclined in plush leather seats
    He's sellin weight, I'm sellin eight... balls
    sixteen tryin to graduate to pushin quarters y'all
    I ain't gon' sweat him I'ma let him come to me
    If he give me the nod then these niggaz gon' see
    I'm tired of bein out here round the clock
    and breakin day, and chasin crackheads up the block for my pay
    I'm stayin fresh, so chickens check
    I'm tryin to step up to the next level, pushin Vettes to the Jets
    Diamonds reflect from the sun, directly in your equilibirum
    and stunned I'm waitin for my day to come
    I got the urge, to splurge, I don't wanna lifetime sentence
    just give me the word

    Chorus

    [JZ] Hey fella I been watchin you clockin
    [MB] Who me holdin down this block it ain't nothin
    You the man nigga now stop frontin
    [JZ] Hahahh I like your style
    [MB] Nah, I like YO' style
    [JZ] Let's drive around awhile
    [MB] Cool nigga
    [JZ] Here's a thou'
    [MB] A G? I ride witchu for free
    I want the longterm riches and bitches
    [JZ] Have it all; now listen to me
    You let them other niggaz get the name, skip the fame
    Ten thou' or a hundred G keep yo' shit the same
    [MB] On the low?
    [JZ] Yeah, the only way to blow
    You let your shit bubble quietly
    [MB] AND THEN YOU BLOW!
    [JZ] Hey keep your cool
    The only way to peep a fool is let him show his hand
    Then you play your cards
    [MB] Then he through dealin I understand
    [JZ] Don't blow your dough on hotties
    [MB] The only thing I got in this world is my word and my nuts
    and won't break em for nobody!
    [JZ] Hah, I like your resume, pick a day, you can start
    [MB] From now until death do us part...

    Chorus 2X
    supernukeon June 06, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General Commentthis is an awesome song but i don`t know if its true or not. it has a great flow and i like how its a oconversation. really its self-explanitory. if you havn`t heard it listen to it.
    jasssson April 18, 2007   Link
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    General Commentthis is the sequel from vol. 2 we need the first one its sick
    talentscout217on December 30, 2007   Link

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