[Jay Z:] Yeah, what you critics said would never happen. We dedicate this album to anybody, people who said we couldn't make it. To the fans that held us down till anybody came around. Welcome. It's here.
That summer we took threes across the board But by fall we were a cover story Now in stores Make us poster boys in your scene But we are not making an accepting speech I have found the safest place to keep all of our mistakes Every dot com's refreshing for a journal update
So long live the car-crash hearts Cry on the couch till the poets come to life Fix me in 45
So long live the car-crash hearts Cry on the couch till the poets come to life Fix me in 45
I can take your problems away with a nod and a wave Of my hand, 'Cause that's just the kind of boy that I am. The only thing I haven't done that is done And it's me and my password at the after life Crowds are won, lost and won again But all hearts beat, for the dead heart
So long live the car-crash hearts Cry on the couch till the poets come to life Fix me in 45
So long live the car-crash hearts Cry on the couch till the poets come to life Fix me in 45
Long live the car-crash hearts (Long live the car-crash hearts) Long live the car-crash hearts (Long live the car-crash hearts)
Long live the car-crash hearts Cry on the couch till the poets come to life Fix me in 45
[Jay Z:] Young FOB. Let's go. |
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