Smile (ft. Gloria Carter)
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<p>(Good morn’ or evening, friends<br/>Smile, you recordin’)</p>
<p>[Jay-Z:]<br/>Slammin’ Bentley doors like we invented doors<br/>20 years ago we drove Bentley Azures<br/>We drinkin’ Cristal in, yeah<br/>Kept the trey on me like Chris Paulin’<br/>Drinkin’ Ace of Spade like it’s codeine now<br/>Tryna put a million on the whole team now<br/>Push through the pain so we can see new life<br/>So all the ladies havin’ babies, see a sacrifice<br/>Mama had four kids, but she’s a lesbian<br/>Had to pretend so long that she’s a thespian<br/>Had to hide in the closet, so she medicate<br/>Society shame and the pain was too much to take<br/>Cried tears of joy when you fell in love<br/>Don’t matter to me if it’s a him or her<br/>I just wanna see you smile through all the hate<br/>Marie Antoinette, baby, let ’em eat cake</p>
<p>Bad times turn to good memories, smile<br/>Even when I’m gone and you remember me, smile<br/>Good times never fade away, smile<br/>Even if I’m not with you here today, smile<br/>Good morn’ or evening, friends<br/>Smile<br/>Here’s your friendly announcer<br/>Smile</p>
<p>Far as draft picks, my name did not get called<br/>Bet before I go I put a billion on the board<br/>Hall of Fame Hov, I did it all without a pen<br/>Y’all knew that was comin’, I had to remind y’all again, huh?<br/>Flyin’ paper planes through the projects<br/>Now the whole projects on my jet<br/>Now you see the real in the front row<br/>In every one of y’all televised shows<br/>Super facts<br/>Niggas switched sides, traded pride, we don’t do all that<br/>A loss ain’t a loss, it’s a lesson<br/>Appreciate the pain, it’s a blessin’</p>
<p>Bad times turn to good memories, smile<br/>Even when I’m gone and you remember me, smile<br/>Good times never fade away, smile<br/>Even if I’m not with you here today, smile<br/>Good morn’ or evening, friends</p>
<p>I mastered my aesthetics<br/>I know you often heard me wax poetic<br/>‘Bout bein’ back in the Lexus<br/>But trust me, that was nothin’<br/>A nigga up in the hundreds of millions<br/>I have no ceilings, ah, this that feelin’, I’m that boy<br/>Anita Baker’s «You Bring Me Joy»<br/>Slappin’ out of the toy, the separation is clear<br/>In my rear-view mirror, objects is further than they appear<br/>Oh yeah, I was born with a pair<br/>Playin’ for high stakes<br/>Norman Cake, he looked up and out of the Lear<br/>How niggas can’t relate?<br/>Fuck a slice of the apple pie, want my own cake<br/>Chargin’ my own fate<br/>Respect Jimmy Iovine<br/>But he gotta respect the Elohim as a whole new regime<br/>And niggas playin’ for power, huh<br/>So our music is ours<br/>Niggas only own houses<br/>Ours was, «Fuck you, pay me»<br/>Now it’s, «Fuck payin’ me, I pay you<br/>Put the rest away for Blue»<br/>That blood money, I giggle at it<br/>Can’t even support my Mrs. habit<br/>Jewelry shoppin’ in Paris<br/>All y’all jewelers should be embarrassed, huh<br/>Blood diamonds drippin’, we cute<br/>I still ain’t trippin’, that’s life, winners and losers<br/>Drug dealers and abusers, America likes me ruthless<br/>My therapist said I relapsed<br/>I said, «Prehaps I Freudian slipped in European whips»<br/>God sent me to break the chain<br/>I’m the true and livin’<br/>God in the flesh, the rest of these niggas is vain<br/>A stain on the white suit, inferior IQ<br/>Niggas’ll rip your shit off TIDAL just to spite you<br/>Ahhhh, what did I do?<br/>‘Cept try to free you<br/>Niggas’ll love you but hate you ’cause they can’t be you<br/>Dump ’em all in the bayou, uh<br/>Everybody wave bye to the guy you thought you could lie to<br/>This was meant to be a haiku, huh<br/>But my story’s too wide to fit inside the line<br/>And too old, these that drugs<br/>Heroin flow, I spaz on the stove<br/>This is Hov, no Flex zone, nigga, who lied to you?<br/>Look, you a pedestrian<br/>Don’t ever question the security I provided you<br/>Oh y’all thought I was washed?<br/>I’m at the cleaners<br/>Launderin’ dirty money like the Teamsters, huh<br/>Shout out to Hoffa back home, he in the church<br/>When I heard you got booked, that shit hurt<br/>Feared for you, bro, we know the system don’t work<br/>Take a young niggas freedom over some dirt<br/>Yet it’s legal in Colorado<br/>Yeah, we deny<br/>Black entrepreneurs, free enterprise<br/>That’s why it’s a black market, that’s why it’s called «the trap»<br/>That’s why it’s called «the projects» ’cause it’s exactly that!<br/>All these people was gon’ kill me, heh<br/>‘Cause the more I reveal me, the more they ‘fraid of the real me<br/>Welcome back Carter, smile</p>
<p>[Gloria Carter:]<br/>Living in the shadow<br/>Can you imagine what kind of life it is to live?<br/>In the shadows people see you as happy and free<br/>Because that’s what you want them to see<br/>Living two lives, happy, but not free<br/>You live in the shadows for fear of someone hurting your family or the person you love<br/>The world is changing and they say it’s time to be free<br/>But you live with the fear of just being me<br/>Living in the shadow feels like the safe place to be<br/>No harm for them, no harm for me<br/>But life is short, and it’s time to be free<br/>Love who you love, because life isn’t guaranteed<br/>Smile</p>
<p>2017</p>
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