As a child I was given the gift to entertain you.
But through blood I inherited a life that could
I drink all day. I smoke all day. I've done it all
These hard lines and sunken cheeks are text book
All these Christians come alive and try to sell
My soul for a goat, yet I'll outlive the old.
You know it's bad, some may say sad, a hangover is
Inspiration. Like a junkie I hurt for it. A bad
Emptiness. I never sleep, or always sleep a lack
Fulfillment to me is me. The big picture.
These hard lines and sunken cheeks are part of
What the Christians mean to immortalize my
My soul for a goat. Yet I'll outlive the old.
Embrace some religion. To get close to some
Undivine ejaculation point.
Simply to thy ghost I cling.
Simply to thy ghost I reject.
Simply to thy ghost I give spit.
Tempter, tempting, tempt me. Molest me. You know
Submit. For this is my weakness and it saves me
With those Christians. You know they'll sell you
For a goat. Yet I'll outlive the old.
Cautari legate de Jay Z - Hard Knock Life (Ghetto Anthem)