The Mix Tape Volume II: Sixty Minutes of

Yeah y`all this Jay-Z, coolin out with the Funk Flex<br>60 Minutes of Funk, volume two, how we do<br>Motherfucker... yeah you don`t stop<br>You won`t quit, Jay-Z drop shit like this<br>Aiyyo, my records sell cause I was born to do it<br>Kick that Willie shit well, cause I`m really gonna do it<br>The voice of the hustlers, who else gon do it?<br>Most niggaz is locked or in the box with embalming fluid<br>That`s how I get it locked when I come through in the V<br>You rap niggaz on the radio don`t do it for me<br>Insert the removable face, place the CD<br>Your Prince, cause you rap dudes don`t make sense<br>Talk about bitten lines<br>Nigga I did ery bit of crime that I writ in mine<br>Ran so much coke, I could shit a dime<br>And this is way back when, way before your bullshit was signed<br>Tryin to indirectly, effect me, directly<br>Careful what you wish for, Jigga get raw<br>Nigga I`m straight gutta, let me remind you<br>Act like you, out of your mind, I put your mind out of you<br>I do anything when I put my mind to it<br>A whole lot more when I put the nine to it<br>I flow shit blow shit smash shit tow shit<br>On some sho` shit hose it down totally and you knows this man <br>Keep niggaz in awe with the old shit<br>No shit, and I don`t give a fuck who you go get<br>I fold shit like poker, smack em around<br>On some Joe Schmoe shit, I back your whole click down what?<br>Frito Lay rappers I slay for play, tell me<br>Who in your circle could fuck around with Jay?<br>No mo` shit, Cristals get dough shit<br>Shoot my pistals on the reg, I`m on some double-fo` shit<br>Bout to drop a jewel and make po-po sick<br>I only the respect feds, beat cops know shit<br>I`m pro slick, the dopest nigga to your brain, the comatose shit<br>Cause after all, what`s my name, oh shit!<br><br>Yeah Funk Flex and uh, we don`t stop<br>Y`all wanna rhyme like me, wanna dime like me<br>Every Tom Dick and Harry wanna ride my mami<br>Drink Cristal, play diamonds in his wristal<br>Sell fish scale, y`all niggaz love this style<br>Wannabe players, Jay-Z`s offic-ial<br>Been through out, I could tell you what to do and how to do it<br>Foundation is layed, we can take this to the top babygirl<br>if you`re not afraid, the world is watchin<br>Most certainly, clowns wanna get up in your drawers<br>think they hurtin me, ha hah<br>I keep you ill and traced out, tennis brace style<br>Cartier watch my diamond face style<br>Crib on the coast, marble floors laced out<br>Chase you upstairs singing `Let`s Play House`<br>Drop a seed in her, little life to breathe in her<br>Wanna boy so to be sure, I OD`d in her<br>His days are laced in Caesar Leguars<br>All the chicks jealous at the baby showers<br>Beatch!<br><br>How we do, Funk Flex, yeah<br>Brooklyn...<br><br>*fades into How About Some Hardcore by M.O.P.*