Текстове на песни: Jay-Z. The Blueprint 2: The Gift And The Curse. Some People Hate.

That old fashioned word, it's a word called love
Called love, called love, hung up, hung up

This must be the way the nigga 'Pac felt
When he made 'Me against the world', 'All eyez on me'
Y'all niggaz got me feelin' like all eyes on me
Me against the world

Y'all got me on my shit
Thought niggaz would appreciate what I did to this game
Bein' that, I'm flesh of your flesh, blood of your blood
Come from the same 'hood you come from

We share basically the same stories
Thought niggaz would appreciate what I came and did
Since '96, every year somethin' must be
Seriously wrong with the world, I know y'all ain't hatin'

Some people hate
Some people hate
Some people hate
I think they've lost their minds, I'm hung up

Raw, rough and rugged, when address in the mass public
My attitude is fuck it, 'cause motherfuckers love it
Got a chip on my shoulder, the size of the Golden Nugget in Vegas
An' fuck bein' famous, I came to get the butters

I came from the gutter, my success in this game
Is sorta like 'Projectic Justice', a payment for brushes
With police officers, a peace offerin' from the Gods
For the streets I was tossed in, 'til I'm deceased in a coffin

I'ma be a beast on these beats, releasin' early and often
Please, your disdain for the brothers ain't gon' change the numbers
It's the strengthenin' of chain among us
Please, we ain't afraid of none of ya's, who want it with us?
Ain't nuttin' changed since the '96 summers, c'mon

Some people hate
Some people hate
Some people hate
I think they've lost their minds, I'm hung up

They say success breeds envy
I guess it's just the penalty of leadership
I guess I'm what niggaz wanna be an' shit
Or niggaz just bored, wanna be in shit, 'fore they get to rappin'
Start believin' it, think they Ali an' shit

I roll with the punches, so I survive
I bob and weave, move my feet from side to side
I'm back, stronger than ever, surprise, surprise
They try to take me out the game, but I's alive

It's like a old Negro spiritual, I mastered Tobey
With a splash of Monster Kody, shoot faster than Kobe, nigga
You bastards know me, the one an' only
Big homie from the Roc, I think you pastors lonely

You need Jesus in your life
It's either that or y'all gon' make me put
The double Desert Eagles in your life, nigga

Some people hate
Some people hate
Some people kill their brothers
I think they've lost their minds, I'm hung up

Au contraire, nigga, I am here 'cause I earned this shit
By ridin' out, when niggaz had learner's permit
We bring the knives out or we let them burner's spit
I bring them pies out if niggaz wanna burn the strip

Bring your rides out, bring your buggy eyes out
Turn your six, I laid back in the Mayback
Nigga, this the payback, I know you bitch niggaz, from way back
Niggaz wanna clown but the pound it don't play that
Get yourself found, drowned, where the lake at

Run up on 'em notoriously
And then we comin' where your wake at
Eight maniac cats strapped with gats
You can hate that, face facts, fake rap cats
Can't take back what I took back to the Brook, look

Some people hate
Some people hate
Some people kill their brothers
I think they've lost their minds an' I'm hung up