[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]F-ck these haters, I'd kill 'em all if I could
Ain't scared of none of y'all, so you know my aim good
Blowin bin Ladie in my Porsche 911
Just left Ground Zero, on my way to kush heaven
Can't slow down, too much evil in my rear view
Sometimes you wanna scream to God, but he can't hear you
And even if you did, this'll probably be his answer
F-ck you complaining about? It ain't like you got cancer
Do it for my niggas on the block that got it worse
First the love, then the hate, that just a trap nigga's curse
I betcha feel like the whole world hatin' on you
But what's the holdup? The whole world waitin' on you
(The fame,)
I wake up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already standin' on the edge, so don't tempt me
Fake motherf-ckers envy
(The fame,)
I wake up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already standin' on the edge, so don't tempt me
Fake motherfuckers envy
[Verse 2: Young Jeezy]You mean to tell me from runnin' my big mouth
That I could chill here in this big penthouse
All elevator'd up, black hardwood floors
Just to sit around and feel like it ain't yours
Your conscience gotcha feelin' like you done somethin' wrong
But the flatscreen say motherf-cker, we on
Pardon me, nigga, do you see this view?
See Ruth's Chris from here, what the f-ck's wrong wit' you
Lookin' at my Rollie, yeah, it's almost seven
Bill Gates state of mind wit' a automatic weapon
You might 'member me from puttin' on for the city
Or back when it was on two, goin' for the fitty
Opened up a few squares, opened up a few tours
Just to show niggas keys open up doors
"Oh, we don't f-ck wit' Young no mo'" Why not?
The only thing I can figure, 'cause he on top
(The fame,)
I wake up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already standin' on the edge, so don't tempt me
Fake motherfuckers envy
(The fame,)
I wake up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already standin' on the edge, so don't tempt me
Fake motherfuckers envy
(The fame,)
[Verse 3: T.I.]What up, world? Long time, huh?
Hey, look
Lately, I been off and out of sight, seldom out of mind
Ay, getcha bidne' right, and stay the hell up out of mind
I'm out my mind, tryin' to fix it 'fore I'm out of time
Don't worry 'bout me, God got me, bruh, I'm doin' fine
Another year in prison, promise this is it for me
Tryna make it through the storm, should be makin' history
No feelin' sorry for me, keep ya pity and ya sympathy
Good or bad, take it like a man, whatever meant for me
How I did it make 'em hate my spirit, they wish they could kill it
And they'll take it however they can get it
Wanna see me fulla misery, walkin' wit' my head down
"Let's decapitate 'im, then we'll see if he can wear his crown!"
(The fame,)
I wake up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already standin' on the edge, so don't tempt me
Fake motherf-ckers envy
(The fame,)
I wake up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already standin' on the edge, so don't tempt me
Fake motherfuckers envy
(The fame,)
I wake up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already standin' on the edge, so don't tempt me
Fake motherfuckers envy
(The fame,) I wake up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already standin' on the edge, so don't tempt me
Fake motherfuckers envy

Le ruote in mezzo al fango
le strade un pò distorte
lui si nasconde invano nel grembo della notte
si stringe nelle mani corre corre più che può
scompare nella mischia ma non ce la fa più
e marciapiedi piedipatti e marciapiedi piedipatti
e marciapiedi piedipatti e marciapiedi piedipatti
Il cane poliziotto rizza tutte le sue antenne
sniffa sniffa sniffa ma perde le sue tracce
lo spazio si restringe il cuore batte forte
lui con le spalle amuro al centro della sortee
marciapiedi piedipatti e marciapiedi piedipattie marciapiedi piedipatti e marciapiedi piedipatti
Nell'orologio della piazza scatta l'ora X
le macchine volanti sono già arrivate lì
lui con la barba sfatta e proprio al centro del mirino
con gli occhi sulle stelle e il cuore in un tombino
e testimoni e testimoni e testimoni e testimonie testimoni
e testimoni e testimoni e testimoni
Ma come sono stati bravi a prenderlo di giorno
sul marciapiede ovest della stazione nord
l'han preso per la faccia gli han detto di parlare
gli han fatto dire tutto tutto quello che volevano..................e testimoni e testimoni e testimoni e testimonie testimoni
e testimoni e testimoni e testimoni
L'hanno schiaffato dentro dice presto tornerà
ad inseguire luci per tutta la città
lo ha detto anche la radio lo dicono le stelle
che la sua vita è ancora un semaforo un semaforo
un semaforo VERDE

Je travaille à ma solitude,
J'aspire à l'épaisseur des pierres,
A la bure, à la toile rude,
La croix simple et le monastère
Des murs en crépi blanc et nus
Pour apprivoiser la lumière
Et débusquer cet inconnu
Que je suis, loin de vos litières
Femme, adieu, femme adieu,
Je suis tout à Dieu,
Adieu
Du silence sur du silence
Et de la musique sacrée,
Des plains-chants don't la résonance
Aura l'écho de mon secret
Ai-je les qualités idoines
Pour marcher en baissant les yeux?
Aurai-je un jour le moi du moine
Au service du dernier Dieu?
Femme, adieu, femme, adieu,
Je t'aimais,
Désormais
J'appartiens à Dieu
J'ai la tentation du cloître,
J'ai la tentation de Dieu,
Passer par la porte étroite,
Juste en baissant les yeux,
Par les allées de prières,
Par les arbres pleins d'oiseaux,
Envahi par la lumière, la lumière d'en haut
Femme, adieu, femme, adieu,
Je t'aimais,
Désormais
Je te dis adieu
Femme, adieu,
Sache que
Désormais

I used to think my thoughts made me mad - then I realized I was just mad, with thoughts
Taught my hands to speak my mind - the inside of a fist is soft
Had 6 strings to take my mind off of things - to ventilate hostility with positivity
And control my aggressive tendencies - cause what I am is what you hear
It's a piece of me to outlive my flesh - and continue my bloodline
Like a child, yet complete in it's form - like a child, but you can't mold it wrong
An angry kid becomes an angry man
And the pendulum swings like a thinking mind
The pendulum swings and it passes time
Like a mood it swings me wide
Until I've lost my balance and fallen to it
Like a mindquake it puts me through it
Like a hand shake it greets me
As it cheats me of a content life
And in the end we bend to make amends
Before your own angst eats ya
And to those that made winter so cold
I hope your food repeats ya
And in my darkest room I feel my way through - guided by a short leash
Made of sound to keep down - the part of me I fear
It's a piece of me that puts my flesh to the test - gives it power
And devours my awareness - of what's waiting under my skin
It's a piece of me to outlive my flesh - and continue my bloodline
Like a child, yet complete in it's form - like a child, but you can't mold it wrong
An angry kid becomes an angry man
And the pendulum swings like a thinking mind
The pendulum swings and it passes time
Like a mood it swings me wide
Until I've lost my balance and fallen to it
Like a mindquake it puts me through it
Like a hand shake it greets me
As it cheats me of a content life
...And in the end we bend to make amends
'Cause any one of us can blow up
And so I'm not covered in your food before ya do
I really hope ya throw up
An angry kid becomes an angry man
And the pendulum swings like a thinking mind
The pendulum swings and it passes time
Like a mood it swings me wide
Until I've lost my balance and fallen to it
Like a mindquake it puts me through it
Like a hand shake it greets me
As it cheats me of a content life
...And in the end we bend to make amends
'Cause any one of us can blow up
Since I'll be there to collect my share