World A beacon burning in the night A star to echo endless light A darkened world, a light from a stable And high above the Heavens ablaze A Star will rise from Jacob's
to give But everyday's the same old runnin' from Popo Mom think I'm loco 'cause I sell crack and puff cocoa Yo, it's the style see it's still the same
you ice You ain't know who Jacob was, so I showed you twice When it was 'All About the Benjamins', I had two bezels on my arm Like a Don's supposed to
he's still poppin' in Japan, shoppin' in Milan Hoppin' out the van, screams from the fans "Jeezy, always knew you'd be on top again!" And we 'bout to hit Jacob
you It's Young Money, Cash Money, playboy That's about the size of it At the roof top, so hot up here, nigga Yeah, let's go Take yourself a picture
you" It's Young Money Cash Money playboy That's about the size of it At the roof top So hot up here nigga Yeah Let's go [Chorus - Drake] Take yourself
and three Make her smile, when she sees Spre's I can get you on CD's, and DVD's Take you to Bebe's and B.C.B.G.'s I can get you in the places, to be
a real woman in ur life (That's a good look) Taking care of home and still fly (That's a good look) And I'ma help u build up ur account (That's a good
ville I be murderin' MC's from up here to Urbantown I sweat dark, when I get off my shit cock Yo, yo, yo, that's, that's E and them Yo, word up? Yo,
you mutha fuckas do dat (Do dat) It's a sad situation Record name buggin' out 'Cuz they star artist done ran out of shit to talk about Whoa Yeah that's
[Killah Priest] It's revelations, I'm takin' medication, my head is achin' I've been by a weapon since the 11th Stars and stripes vs. a star and crescent
But everyday's the same old, runnin from po-po Mom think I'm loco, cause I sell crack and puff cocoa Yo, it's the style see it's still the same And
here for glamor or fashion But here's the question I'm askin' Why is it young black kids taught black? They're only taught how to read, write and act It's
out under the sky When Mary birthed Jesus 'twas in a cow's stall With wise men and farmers and shepherds and all But high from God's heaven, a star's
Bout Major Figgas like Dutch and Gillie Catch Shells all-star weekend down in Philly On my hip, pack heat like a bowl of chilly Look - I Clap milli's,
want you to (RR, RR's Wife, & MM) There's one more angel in heaven There's one more star in the sky Joseph we'll never forget you It's tough but we're
named Lenny Kravitz We tearin' it down and blowin' the spot in the Jacob Javitz However you wanna do it grab the gas and the matches and start the fire
