At Almost 50-Years-Old, Did JAY-Z Lyrically SNAP On Meek Mill’s ‘What’s Free?’

It is no secret HOV AKA JAY-Z AKA Shawn Carter is one of the most prolific rappers of our time. In a league of his own based on status (so, he is worth almost a whopping billion dollars), and has proclaimed that he is a business, man (not just a businessman). So, the question is; did the almost 50-year-old Brooklyn native lyrically kill ‘What’s Free’ on this newly released album from Philly rhyme-spitter Meek Mill?

It’s undeniable, JAY-Z, as he gets older spits bars to make you think about society’s ills. Even Meek Mill has come back swinging with more depth in his lyricism after his stint in prison earlier this year. Oh, Rick Ross is featured, too (and of course he never disappoints, but this piece is not about him).

Take a listen – HOV is at around the 3:43 mark:

Break down of JAY’s lyrics below:

[Verse 3: JAY-Z]
In the land of the free, where the blacks enslaved
Three-fifths of a man, I believe’s the phrase
I’m 50% of D’usse and it’s debt free (Yeah)
100% of Ace of Spades, worth half a B (Uh)
Roc Nation, half of that, that’s my piece
Hunnid percent of Tidal to bust it up with my Gs, uh
Since most of my n*ggas won’t ever work together
You run a check up but they never give you leverage
No red hat, don’t Michael and Prince me and Ye
They separate you when you got Michael and Prince’s DNA, uh
I ain’t one of these house n*ggas you bought
My house like a resort, my house bigger than yours
My spou- (C’mon, man)
My route better, of course
We started without food in our mouth
They gave us pork and pig intestines
Sh*t you discarded that we ingested, we made the project a wave
You came back, reinvested and gentrified it
Took n*ggas’ sense of pride, now how that’s free?
And them people stole the soul and hit n*ggas with 360s, huh
I ain’t got a billion streams, got a billion dollars
Inflating numbers like we ‘posed to be happy about this
We was praisin’ Billboard, but we were young
Now I look at Billboard like, “Is you dumb?”
To this day, Grandma ‘fraid what I might say
They gon’ have to kill me, Grandmama, I’m not they slave
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, check out the bizarre
Rappin’ style used by me, the H-O-V
Look at my hair free, carefree, n*ggas ain’t ne’er free
Enjoy your chains, what’s your employer name with the hairpiece?
I survived the hood, can’t no Shaytan rob me
My accountant’s so good, I’m practically livin’ tax free
Factory, that’s me
Sold drugs, got away scot-free
That’s a CC, E-copy
Guilt free, still me
And expect me to not feel a way to this day
You would say y’all killed me
Sucker free, no shuckin’ me, I don’t jive turkey
Say “Happy Thanksgiving,” shit sound like a murder to me
Smoke free, all of y’all callin’ out toll free
Label rob you for millions yet you wanna put a hole in me
Sugar free, seasoned but I’m salt free
You lay a hand on Hov, my shooter shoot for free
I promise World War Three
Send a order through a hands free
Kill you in 24 hours or shorter, you can’t ignore the hand speed
On god, it’s off the head, this improv but it’s no comedy
Sign I fail? Hell nah
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Hahahahahahahahaha    

Via GENIUS

Some say he was taking jabs at his ‘brother’ Kanye, but Carter quickly dismissed that rumor.

Damn, JAY is still out-rhyming a lot of rappers half his age!

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