Marcy To Hollywood Lyrics - Jay-z

[Jay-Z] 

...back again & back again 

I went from Marcy to Hollywood 

& back again & back again 

As a youth I used to hold the weed up 

old heads said I thought more like a soldier than a leader 

in order to succeed I had to slow my speed up 

didn't listen to stuff took another puff of the chieva 

they said believe us or not trust is somethin' you earn 

with every mistake you make back to us you return 

probably would go Hollywood I thought he was jokin' 

My first taste of fame I hit the first thing smokin' 

All engulfed into honeys the pussy was tight 

if she threw the pussy right I got mushy like 

Damn baby I love you take all my cash 

"You ain't got to lie Jay," you already gettin' the ass 

She loved that I was a thug it turned her on 

soon as I got soft it turned her off 

I got relaxed put my feet up start dissin' my friends 

& that's when the ceiling fell in 

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I went from Marcy to Hollywood 

& back again & back again 

I went from Marcy to Hollywood 

& back again & back again 

I came through with the shines 

like the streets was blind 

didn't master my Algebra no caliber 

Stick me? I was thinkin' how & for what 

but reality bites like a thousand mutts 

Nothin' worse than the person that's foul with guts 

to stick you quicker... 

[Bleek] 

This brand new nigga 

yup this is the foulest this ain't Hollywood 

It's the Wild West whoever guns is the loudest 

that's who's the best now take ten steps & draw 

who dope can take ten steps & remain raw 

Who has no regards for the law? 

Me that's who now let me ask you 

Did you not know if we all don't eat 

some day that we all would beef? 

Did you know about the crabs in the barrow 

they would hear me creep 

it's a muthaf**kin' war in these streets 

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I'm from the ghetto to the ghetto 

& I'm back again I'm back again 

I'm from the ghetto to the ghetto 

& I'm back again I'm back again 

[Jay-Z] 

...from Marcy to Hollywood 

& back again & back again 

...from Marcy to Hollywood 

& back again & back again 

[Sauce] 

As a youth I used to fold up 

old heads said I thought more like a leader than a soldier 

Back in the days never no heat thought shit was cool 

good cat personified even went to school 

learned wild shit made me feel kinda live 

off of nothin' with this bullshit 9 to 5 

I stayed broke made me easier to provoke 

ready to yoke the first muthaf**ka that joked 

Same dude with the hard bottom 

went from laid back to locced out 

from talk it over to t... I shot him 

Ready to perish all the shit you cherish 

leave you the wettest I got a "You die first," fetish 

I can recall helpin' old chicks across the street 

now I help myself liftin' cats off they feet 

Can't give a f**k nigga I just lost my moms 

why I need to feel something steel in both my arms 

I went from Marcy to Hollywood 

& back again & back again 

I went from Marcy to Hollywood 

& back again & back again 

[Bleek] 

I'm from the ghetto to the ghetto 

& I'm back again I'm back again 

I'm from the ghetto to the ghetto 

& I'm back again I'm back again 

[Jay-Z] 

I went from Marcy to Hollywood 

& back again back again 

...from Marcy to Hollywood 

& back again back again 

Uh huh uh geah since y'all niggas don't like to think. 

I'ma make it real easy for y'all. You got three different 

types of nigga. First cat, as a youth is real wild & 

for whatever reason he hit the money or whatever, 

cooled out. You got one cat that's ghetto, grimy always 

remained ghetto. You know that type. Then, you got 

one cat very smart young man. E'rybody wanted him 

to be a lawyer doctor whatever. Pressure drove him crazy 

he wiled out. Ha geah... 

...Marcy to Hollywood 

& back again & back again 

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