*featuring Blackstreet
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[Jay-Z]
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Uh-uhh-uh, ge-ge-geyeah
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[Chorus: Blackstreet]
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You belong to the city (Uh-uhh-uh, what what)
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You belong to the night (Uh-uhh-uh, ge-ge-geyeah)
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In the river of darkness
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He's a man of the night
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[Verse One: Jay-Z]
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Uhh, yeah
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What the deal playboy, just rest your soul
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I be holding it down yo still love the dough
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Got these ladies on the cock now you know how we go
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Got the whole world on lock down you know how we flow
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Don't worry about Brooklyn I continue to flame
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Therefore a world with amnesia won't forget your name
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You held it down long enough, let me take those reigns
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And just like your spirit the commision remains
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Niggaz can cross the T's and, dots the I's
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Now that I got too popular to cop them pies
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I'm takin this rap shit serious, to my demise
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Jay shit's like cake mix, watch me rise
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Basics in the basement, waste it
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Asking my dog for advice so when he can't say shit
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my hatred is, fueled just give me a sign
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And I let the world know that the city is mine, what?
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[Chorus: Blackstreet]
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You belong to the city (The city is mine, what-what-what)
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You belong to the night (Ge-ge-geyeah, uh-uhh-uh, pa-pau)
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In the river of darkness
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He's a man of the night (The city is mine, that's right...)
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[Verse Two: Jay-Z]
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Y'all want to know how I flow just seek and you find
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I'm like a brain in the voicebox, I speak my mind
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About to redefine rap mami, either I'm
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the illest nigga doing it or these niggaz is losin it
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I read a article that said I was ruinin shit
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But every time I look, I'm movin units in quick
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So I'ma hit y'all, with these last two and split
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and leave niggaz with nothing but my influences-es
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Soon it's the Jigga, I ain't mad yeah, bite my shit
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Sell half of what I sell because it's not quite my shit
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I'm the type to buy a Roley and just ice my shit
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on the spot, fuck comin back twice to shit
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How real is that? My floss game, still intact
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Boss game, you lame dudes can't feel that
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Like the first dude to cop the 850 and 89
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and drove it up to 55th, the city is mine, what?
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[Chorus: Blackstreet]
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You belong to the city (The city is mine)
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You belong to the night (Yeah, uhh, the city is mine)
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In the river of darkness (Pa-pa, feel me)
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He's a man of the night (Yeah, yeah, bounce, bounce)
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[Verse Three: Jay-Z]
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I snatch your girl cause your arm ain't strong enough
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Plus ya don't stay in the studio long enough
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I make hits while y'all stay hatin and take bricks
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Had it locked til I came in the club, Take 6
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Got your chick cause you swore she was innocent
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Got her a Chinese manicure hair done by Dominicans, all for what
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So I could be in a dark corner, all in the butt
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at the bar alchoholing her up
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I represent the lifestyle of those who thirst cream
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A buck fifty a shot, Louis the Thirteenth
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Jay-Z, Roc-A-Fella yo, know the name
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I ain't a player get it right, I'm controllin the game
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From now until they blow holes in my frame
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I'ma stand firm, holdin my aim, feel me?
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I'm the focal, point like Biggie in his prime
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on the low though - shhhhh, the city is mine!
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[Chorus w/ variations to end]
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The City Is Mine
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Jay-Z |