F.U.T.W. (Album Version|Edited)

F.U.T.W. (Album Version|Explicit) - Jay-Z

Just let me great just let me great

I feel like mothaf**kin' Cassius Clay right now Genius

Don't be good my ni**a be great

After that government cheese we eating steak

After the projects now we on estates

I'm from the bottom I know y'all can relate

F**k up the world

Let's f**k up this world

F**k up the world

Me and destiny got a date

Martin had a dream Hov gotta team

My chain already heavy don't let me get a ring

Parades down Flatbush Confetti on my fur

Turn right on Red Hook niggas heavy on the curve

See most of my niggas died early twenties or late teens

I'm just trying to come from under the thumb of this regime

1% of a billion more then niggas even seen

Still they wanna act like it's an everyday thing clean

F**k up the world

Let's f**k up this world

F**k up the world

High Yellow sky dweller and the rose gold

Legend of the summer in the Rose Bowl

Came thru Pasadena in the low low

Just to show respect to the chulos

Feel like a stranger in my own land

Got me feeling like Brody in Homeland

I just want my shot to show my genius

Standing on the top hold my penis

America tried to emasculate the greats

Murder Malcolm gave Cassius the shakes

Wait tell them rumble young man rumble

Try to dim your lights tell you be humble

You know I'm gon shine like a trillion watts

You know a ni**a trill as Michael Jackson socks

Send a light to Compton and the hundred blocks

Lil bastard boy basking on top

F**k up the world

Let's f**k up this world

F**k up the world

Sipping D'USSE boy this ain't your daddy yak

He in a Cadillac; me I'm in the Maybach

This ain't grey sweat suits and white tube socks

This is black leather pants and a pair of stance

Socks is my synopsis is clear

Got stripclubs feeling like Oxford I swear

Teacher teacher I trying to unteach ya

All the sh*t they taught y'all they got you all in the bleachers

When you front row at the Knicks game those the Spike Lees

You front row every where you in the H O V's

Jordan 1's and dungarees

And that's just the half of my warpath

Make a million another million let my niggas make a million

'Til we all check a billion sh*t it's just the way I'm feeling

We have yet to see a ceiling we just top what we top

Cause the bars don't struggle and the struggle don't stop

F**k up the world

Let's f**k up this world

F**k up the world

Let's f**k up this world

Let's f**k up this world

Let's f**k up this world