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Track: Lucky Me
Artist: JAY-Z
Album: In My Lifetime, Vol.1

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Name: JAY-Z
Spotify Genres: hip hop, east coast hip hop, rap
Followers: 10,238,185
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Hip-hop entrepreneur, born on December 4, 1969 in New York City. Jay-Z is currently the co-owner and chairman of [l=Roc Nation] Entertainment, co-owner, creative consultant and co-developer of [l=Tidal (3)] and is a certified sports agent through Roc Nation Sports. He previously co-founded [l=Roc-A-Fella Records] and Rocawear (along with [a=Damon Dash] and [a=Kareem Burke]), created the 40/40 Club in 2001 and had prior endorsement deals with Armadale and [l=Reebok] (Jay-Z was the first non-athletic hip-hop artist to endorse Reebok footwear before [a=50 Cent]). From 2004 to 2009, he was president and CEO of [l=Def Jam Recordings]. As an artist, Jay-Z has sold over 59 million records worldwide and invested in over $1.9 billion in cash and assets. He has broke out artists such as [a=Kanye West], [a=Ne-Yo], [a=Rihanna], [a=Jeezy], [a=J. Cole] and many more. Since 2008, he has been married to singer [a=Beyoncé] with whom he has three children (including [a=Blue Ivy Carter]).

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Release: Jay-Z - In My Lifetime, Vol. 1
Year: 1997
Genres: Hip Hop
Styles: Pop Rap

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LYRICS

How can you fairly assess something from the outside looking in?
There's gotta be them times you'll be wrong. Nah Mean?
How can a mother fucka go round and hate a nigga
he never even met that he dont even know and shit?
I think this rap shit is all beef
Y'all dont even know every day I'm livin with stress
Got up out the streets you think a nigga could rest
Can't even enjoy myself at a party unless
I'm on the dance floor hot ass vest
You think I'm freakin' these chicks right?
I'try not to brush against they chest
You get a lawsuit for shit like that, I feel trapped
Swear to everything when I leave this earth
It's gon' be on both feet, never knees in the dirt
You could try me fucka but when I squeeze it hurts, fine
We'll lose two lives, yours and mines
Gimme any amount of time dont let Ms. Carter grieve
at the funeral parlor drippin' tears on my sleeve
Told the judge didn't budge it was him or me
and I ain't trying to be hard but I'm guilty as charged
Put my mercy on this court and my faith in God
And pray hard none of my nephews wanna be stars...Lucky Me

[Chorus: Karen Anderson]

You only know what you see,
You dont understand what it takes to be me.

I hate all girls with alterior motives
That's why I'm twenty plus years old, no sons no daughters
Hate putting my life in the hands of fake promoters
Hear the hate in my voice right? I hate that you noticed
Niggas wanna strip to the bone for shit you own
Hate a nigga like that faggot, get your own
Hate that I can't roam the street without the clip and chrome
Knowing one day Im'a have to flip, c'mon
You know the shit don't stop 'til the Crist don't pop
And you have to kill a nigga and your wrist don't lock
I'm trapped the whole worlds against me in fact,
It aint no turning back. Bring It On
Hate the price of fame cause it cost too much
Can I live without y'all niggas saying I floss too much?
Hate the way you make this hate flow all through us
Steady looking for flaws through us.... Lucky Me

[Chorus: Karen Anderson, Jay-Z]

You only know what you see,
You dont understand what it takes to be me
You only know what you see,
(Since I was 4 years old, I been told, everything that glitters ain't gold)
You dont understand what it takes to be me
(And now that I've arrived
I see those truths unfold before my eyes in this world so cold)

Nigga see you in the street, pretend to be friendly
But I know any type of success breeds envy
I know in the back of your mind your conjuring ways to hen me
Leave my friends in a circle pouring out Henny
But G's is heaven bound so how I'm gon' receive
Anything y'all pour to the ground next time throw it up
And ain't nothing changed so even in my afterlife I show it up
Dont grieve for me my art remains
like a dart from the speaker to your heart
Spiritually through the portal now my words as a mortal
Plan to leave without a fight I plant a seed I give life
Though I can't see past the girls greed to call her wife
Next time your thinking heist better be precise
Cause I'm fully prepared. One of us is gon' leave here
I have no regrets even though I wanna see grow
My godsons Boogie, Sonny and Rimo

[Chorus x 4]