I Did It My Way

Now the end is near (Can you believe this shit guru?) So I face (I'm from the hood man) The final curtain (No the real hood, the hood, not the rap hood) (The real hood like three pair of pants) My friends I'll say it clear (Pair of sneakers) (My mom's bustin' her a*s) State my case (Nigga I'm goin' to Japan tomorrow) Which I'm certain (You understand what I'm sayin'? Can you believe that?) I lived a life that's full (They have people waitin') (At the airport like five days like I'm a Beetle or somethin') (That's really somethin') And I traveled each and every highway (Seen the best of the best, the worst of the worst) And more, much more than this (Still here) I did it my way (Let's try this one) Yeah gangsta nigga Put my hustle down tore the game up nigga Took your high score down put my name up nigga Tore the doors down till the hall of fame is jigga I did it my way (And more, much more than this) That's right, it's a beautiful thing man (I did it my way) I did it my way, Hovi baby Mommas youngest and strongest, survived summers like saunas Mastered a corner like Deion in his uniform Pop hurtin' a*sertive flirted with death Damn near murdered before my first album hit the shelf Grandma's favorite she could not understand How this people in the world who wouldn't want me as a neighbor Has to explain to her you think these folks want me in the penthouse As a reminder that I make top paper Black entrepreneur nobody did us no favors Nobody gave us shit, we made us The Rap Pack, I'm Sinatra, dame's Sam Davis Bigs the smart one on the low like Dean Martin We came in this game not beggin' niggaz pardon Demandin' y'all respect, hand over a check And while y'all at it hand over the jet We the reason they ain't hand over Def Jam so quick They knew every year I was droppin' new product I was raisin' the stock up, while buildin' the roc up But that's alright 'cause they knew they had to see us When it was time for us to re up, make us multi-millionaires Je je jeah (And more, much more than this, I did it my way) Jeah, in my lifetime I caught smaller cases but I had capital Hypocritic system let me right back at you You better hope a rich rapper never attacks you Not even that scratches you 'specially if you black dude They don't give a shit unless the accused just happen to rap And they can look good by paintin' him as bad news 'Cause in my past I seen dudes get half of they views Exposed to the curb and nobody said a word So imagine how disturbed I was When I seen how big they made my fight scene at the club Let me explain you exactly how this shit was This nigga un yo I scratched him he went home without an aspirin' But it's cool 'cause he's back friends and half inning is over It's in the past and I'm glad now I'm back to been Hova Me back with the chauffeur laid back Helicopter seat feat inclined shit feelin' like a sofa Helicopter meet me Teta Vero takes me over Somewhere peaceful for the weekend now It's back to speakin' of vultures So the next time that page six approaches us Here's a quote from Jay, nigga I did it my way (And more, much more than this I did it my way)