Video Stop Blueprint 21 de Jay Z 2025 Hip Hop Lyrics

Jay Z - Stop Blueprint 21 Lyrics

[Intro: Swizz Beatz]
Swizzy... Beatz...

[Chorus]
Ayo I cannot (STOP), I will not (STOP)
AS.. WE.. PROCEED..

[Verse 1: Jay-Z]
Young Hov got the block on smash
Put the gun to the back and hop on some ass
Nigga fresh-dressed and stay poppin' tags
Put the Ewings on the truck 'for I drop the rag
Bitches want to bring up the topic of my past
It's legendary in the hood how I got my cash
I'm legendary in the hood so I got the mag
And I've never been a fronter so I've got to blast
Will I flash... not...
As I'm not playing with you motherfuckers the laughter stops
When your casket drops
You bastards not gon' assassinate the name I got
Ya'll don't hear me though
Young Hov got the block on smash
And everybody and their momma want to stop my cash
Everybody want drama with the top of the brass
'Til I come through hop out the cap
1-8-7 they ass
[Bridge]
(STOP) somebody gon' (DROP)
Oh, oh, y'all don't hear me though...

[Chorus]
I cannot (STOP), I will not (STOP)
AS.. WE.. PROCEED..

[Verse 2]
Young Hov got the game in a frenzy
Twenty million sold all independently
So when you mention me
Make sure you got together your similes
Like he's the game's J.F. Kennedy
Uhh, I started out I ain't have no chimney
My ma was Santa Claus, well at least she pretended to be
'Til one night, well that's if memory serves me correct I caught her under the Christmas tree
Young Hov ain't have no pop's
Thank God man I had the block
Ya'll don't hear me though
You young fucks got the game all wrong
This is my life man this ain't no song (This ain't no song)
You ain't livin' your rhymes out, you live at your mom's house
In that tight-ass room, pullin' the cars out
And the mirror pointin' at your reflection, killing yourself
You American Pie, stop feeling yourself
Nigga, you just a worker, go deal yourself
Stop being a server, get a meal yourself
Where your heart at,all that yick-yack, ain't nobody scared of y'all gats
We got bigger ones
I mean niggas done shot at me shivering
They were so scared they ain't hit me once
Young Hov 'bout to go to the range
'Bout to work on perfecting my aim
Y'all don’t hear me though
[Chorus]
(Stop)
I cannot…… (Stop)
Uh, uh, y'all don't hear me though
I cannot……
I will not……
As we proceed