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    "I Did It My Way" Lyrics


    [singing: Paul Anka + (Jay-Z)]
    Now, the end is near (Can you believe this shit Guru?)
    So I face (I'm 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, I'll say it clear (pair of sneakers)
    (My moms is bustin her ass) State my case
    (Nigga I'm going to Japan tomorrow!) Which I'm certain
    (You understand what I'm saying? Can you believe that?)
    I lived a life that's full (They have people, waiting)
    (at the airport like five days like I'm a Beatle or somethin)
    (That's 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 my way
    Let's try this one

    [Jay-Z + (singer)]
    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)
    That's right, it's a beautiful thing man!
    (I did it my way) I did it my way -- Hovi baby!

    Momma's youngest and strongest, survived summers like saunas
    Mastered a corner like Deion in his uniform
    Pop hurting assertive, flirted with death
    Damn near murdered before my first album hit the shelf
    Grandma's favorite, she could not understand

    how there's people in the world who wouldn't 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 entrepreneur, nobody did us no favors
    Nobody gave us shit, we made us
    The Rap Pack, I'm Sinatra, Dame's Sam Davis
    Big's the smart one on the low like Dean Martin
    We came in this game, not beggin niggas pardon
    Demanding y'all respect, hand over a check
    And while y'all at it, hand over the jet
    We the reason they ain't hand over Def Jam so quick
    They new every year I was droppin new product
    I was raisin the stock up, while building the Roc up
    But that's alright, cause they knew they had to see us
    When it was time for us to re-up, make us multi-million-ires

    (And more, much more than this; I did it my way)

    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 don't 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 it's cool cause he's back friends, and half-inning is over
    It's in the past and I'm glad, now I'm back to being Hova
    Maybach with the chauffeur, laid back
    Helicopter seat, feat inclined, shit feeling like a sofa
    Helicopter meet me, Teterburo take me over
    somewhere peaceful for the weekend now it's back to speaking of vultures
    So the next time that page six approaches us
    Here's a quote from Jay, nigga I did it my - way

    (And more, much more than this; I did it my way)
    This song was submitted on August 18th, 2009 and last modified on November 24th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC.
    Written by Paul Anka, Shawn Carter, Claude Francois, Jimmy Kendrix, Jacques Revaux, Chuck Stanton, Gilles Thibaut.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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