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I Just Died In Your Arms Tonight (Remix) - Jay-z Lyrics

Updated Jan 1, 1970 | Posted time: Jan 1, 1970

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"I Just Died In Your Arms Tonight (Remix)" lyrics are a set of words that make up a song named I Just Died In Your Arms Tonight (Remix), usually consisting of verses and choruses. The writer of this song lyrics is a lyricist or lyrist: Jay-z.

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Now you dun heard a lot of talk about me and my niggaz


Them outlaw world-wide my figures.


From triumph to tragedy,


To right back on top the niggaz still mad at me.


For pushin that big truck on 24's a square feat in ATL game (?)


Man dats what my nigga got shot for,


bein to motha fuckin wrong for dis footballs.


See the darkness see the light he wanna feel it


Misery loves pumpin me


And that's the real shit


But in 2005 im on some ill shit


Four niggaz sneak upon my and peel this.


I'm takin a stand when i get in home killa, like them niggaz in pakistan


It's simple, gotta git em fore' i die like the old west see how we low tex da ride.


(Chorus)


I know mama, you did your best at raisin' me.


Now your baby dun became a G.


When i'm out in them streets


the only one that got me is me.


I keep my hand upon my heat.


Cause you know mama,


you didn't raise no bitch


so if a nigga wanna get at me


I be out in them streets, my thang cocked


Cause really all I got in the game everyday is me


Real talk.


Everyday is a new challenge


I'm a savage in my new balance


A lot of rappers but not enough raw talent


Blame the machine but fuck it i'm a hustla bitch


So we start our own label sellin' bricks lajit


Power to the people


A lot of power in my pencil


We da hope for the hopeless


The voice for the voiceless


Outlaw soliers, we still in the game


Years later last members fuckin feelin the same.


Straight from the heart


makin em walk


Live for the day dont wait for tomorrow


Hatas gettin they wrong


I seen tha streets rap


Rounda tough with some niggaz


I seen (?) put religion in the roughs of some niggaz.


They say gansgtaz dont live that long


Too many turn-coals


Thats fucked up puttin cuffs on your folks


Coincidental the outlawz instrumental


And raisin a thug nation we influential


Them outlaw world-wide my figures.


From triumph to tragedy,


To right back on top the niggaz still mad at me.


For pushin that big truck on 24's a square feat in ATL game (?)


Man dats what my nigga got shot for,


bein to motha fuckin wrong for dis footballs.


See the darkness see the light he wanna feel it


Misery loves pumpin me


And that's the real shit


But in 2005 im on some ill shit


Four niggaz sneak upon my and peel this.


I'm takin a stand when i get in home killa, like them niggaz in pakistan


It's simple, gotta git em fore' i die like the old west see how we low tex da ride.


(Chorus)


I know mama, you did your best at raisin' me.


Now your baby dun became a G.


When i'm out in them streets


the only one that got me is me.


I keep my hand upon my heat.


Cause you know mama,


you didn't raise no bitch


so if a nigga wanna get at me


I be out in them streets, my thang cocked


Cause really all I got in the game everyday is me


Real talk.


Yea, My mother aint made no suppa


Raised in the gutta


I'm a made mutha fucka.


All I know is get paid motha fucka


All day motha fucka


One way or anotha


And aint no body no where that can stop me


Call me cachy you tennis im hockey


Mix a little bit of pocky-ocky with black rocky in my pocks you got me.


Real tall I never took a shall unless it was support


Im stressin aint my thought


And I walk these dogs im a soldier


dontcha wanna be like me when you grow up?


A man of honor commer


Good calma


Niggaz wants drama I got the problem solva


Big ass Cig, Thats that shit


plus the bully that a fully automatic.


Them outlaw world-wide my figures.


From triumph to tragedy,


To right back on top the niggaz still mad at me.


For pushin that big truck on 24's a square feat in ATL game (?)


Man dats what my nigga got shot for,


bein to motha fuckin wrong for dis footballs.


See the darkness see the light he wanna feel it


Misery loves pumpin me


And that's the real shit


But in 2005 im on some ill shit


Four niggaz sneak upon my and peel this.


I'm takin a stand when i get in home killa, like them niggaz in pakistan


It's simple, gotta git em fore' i die like the old west see how we low tex da ride.


(Chorus)


I know mama, you did your best at raisin' me.


Now your baby dun became a G.


When i'm out in them streets


the only one that got me is me.


I keep my hand upon my heat.


Cause you know mama,


you didn't raise no bitch


so if a nigga wanna get at me


I be out in them streets, my thang cocked


Cause really all I got in the game everyday is me


Real talk.
 
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