《I Did It My Way》是一首由Jay-Z演唱的英文歌曲，發行時間是2002年11月18日，所屬專輯為《The Blueprint 2 The Gift & The Curse》。
基本介紹
- 外文名稱：I Did It My Way
- 所屬專輯：《The Blueprint 2 The Gift & The Curse》
- 發行時間：2002-11-18
- 歌曲原唱：Jay-Z
- 環球唱片：環球唱片
- 歌曲標籤：嘻哈
歌詞,歌手信息,
歌詞
Now, the end is near (can you believe this shit guru? )
So I face (Im from the hood man) the final curtain
(no the real hood the hood, not the rap hood)
(the real hood, like three pair of pants)
My friends, Ill say it clear (pair of sneakers)
(my moms is bustin her ass) state my case
(nigga Im goin to japan tomorrow!) which Im certain
(you understand what Im sayin? can you believe that? )
I lived a life thats full (they have people, waitin)
(at the airport like five days like Im a beatle or somethin)
(thats really somethin!) and I travelled each, and every highway
(seen the best of the best, the worst of the worst) and more
Much more than this (still here) I did it myyyyyy wayyyyyyy
Lets try this one
Uhh, yeah... gangsta nigga!
Put my hustle down, tore the game up nigga
Took your high score down, put my name up nigga
Tore the doors down til the hall of fame is jigga
I did it my way (and more.. much more than this)
Thats right, its a beautiful thing man!
(I did it myyyyyy wayyyyyyy) I did it my way -- hovi baby!
Mommas youngest and strongest, survived summers like saunas
Mastered a corner like deion in his uniform
Pop hurtin assertive, flirted with death
Damn near murdered before my first album hit the shelf
Grandmas favorite, she could not understand
How theres people in the world who wouldnt want me as a neighbor
Has to explain to her, you think these folks want me in the penthouse
As a reminder that I make top paper?
Black entrepeneur, nobody did us no favors
Nobody gave us shit, we made us
The rap pack, Im sinatra, dames sam davis
Bigs the smart one on the low like dean martin
We came in this game, not beggin niggaz pardon
Demandin yall respect, hand over a check
And while yall at it, hand over the jet
We the reason they aint hand over def jam so quick
They new every year I was droppin new product
I was raisin the stock up, while buildin the roc up
But thats alright, cause they knew they had to see us
When it was time for us to re-up, make us multi-million-ires
Je-je-jeah!
(and more, much more than this; I did it myyyyyy wayyyyyyy)
Jeah! in my lifetime
I caught smaller cases, but I had capital
Hypocritic system let me right back at you
You better hope a rich rapper never attacks you
Not even that scratches you, specially if you black dude
They dont give a shit unless the accused just happen to rap
And they can look good by paintin him as bad news
Cause in my past, I seen dudes get half of they views
Exposed to the curb and nobody said a word
So imagine how disturbed I was
When I seen how big they made my fight scene at the club
Let me explain exactly how this shit was
This nigga un yo I scratched him, he went home without an aspirin
But its cool cause hes back friends, and half-inning is over
Its in the past and Im glad, now Im back to bein hova
Me back with the chaffeur, laid back
Helicopter seat, feat inclined, shit feelin like a sofa
Helicopter meet me, teta vero(? ) take me over
Somewhere peaceful for the weekend now its back to speakin of vultures
So the next time that page six approaches us
Heres a quote from jay, nigga I did it my - way
(and more, much more than this; I did it myyyyyy wayyyyyyy)
So I face (Im from the hood man) the final curtain
(no the real hood the hood, not the rap hood)
(the real hood, like three pair of pants)
My friends, Ill say it clear (pair of sneakers)
(my moms is bustin her ass) state my case
(nigga Im goin to japan tomorrow!) which Im certain
(you understand what Im sayin? can you believe that? )
I lived a life thats full (they have people, waitin)
(at the airport like five days like Im a beatle or somethin)
(thats really somethin!) and I travelled each, and every highway
(seen the best of the best, the worst of the worst) and more
Much more than this (still here) I did it myyyyyy wayyyyyyy
Lets try this one
Uhh, yeah... gangsta nigga!
Put my hustle down, tore the game up nigga
Took your high score down, put my name up nigga
Tore the doors down til the hall of fame is jigga
I did it my way (and more.. much more than this)
Thats right, its a beautiful thing man!
(I did it myyyyyy wayyyyyyy) I did it my way -- hovi baby!
Mommas youngest and strongest, survived summers like saunas
Mastered a corner like deion in his uniform
Pop hurtin assertive, flirted with death
Damn near murdered before my first album hit the shelf
Grandmas favorite, she could not understand
How theres people in the world who wouldnt want me as a neighbor
Has to explain to her, you think these folks want me in the penthouse
As a reminder that I make top paper?
Black entrepeneur, nobody did us no favors
Nobody gave us shit, we made us
The rap pack, Im sinatra, dames sam davis
Bigs the smart one on the low like dean martin
We came in this game, not beggin niggaz pardon
Demandin yall respect, hand over a check
And while yall at it, hand over the jet
We the reason they aint hand over def jam so quick
They new every year I was droppin new product
I was raisin the stock up, while buildin the roc up
But thats alright, cause they knew they had to see us
When it was time for us to re-up, make us multi-million-ires
Je-je-jeah!
(and more, much more than this; I did it myyyyyy wayyyyyyy)
Jeah! in my lifetime
I caught smaller cases, but I had capital
Hypocritic system let me right back at you
You better hope a rich rapper never attacks you
Not even that scratches you, specially if you black dude
They dont give a shit unless the accused just happen to rap
And they can look good by paintin him as bad news
Cause in my past, I seen dudes get half of they views
Exposed to the curb and nobody said a word
So imagine how disturbed I was
When I seen how big they made my fight scene at the club
Let me explain exactly how this shit was
This nigga un yo I scratched him, he went home without an aspirin
But its cool cause hes back friends, and half-inning is over
Its in the past and Im glad, now Im back to bein hova
Me back with the chaffeur, laid back
Helicopter seat, feat inclined, shit feelin like a sofa
Helicopter meet me, teta vero(? ) take me over
Somewhere peaceful for the weekend now its back to speakin of vultures
So the next time that page six approaches us
Heres a quote from jay, nigga I did it my - way
(and more, much more than this; I did it myyyyyy wayyyyyyy)
