Poser rapper who attemts to act "hardcore" to sell records but is really just a bitch that entered the scene to make money and pimp hoes.
by Puffy January 15, 2004
Multi platinum selling hiphop artist and founder of rocafella records, rocawear, team roc etc. way ahead of all y'all rappers he got where he is today by determination and dedication and all y'all hatin on Jay Z can suck my dick.
by J-I-G-G-A February 27, 2005
A person that took a great Art and teamed up with overzealous corporations, spunned from the deregulation act of 1996 and bleached it negatively. Blasphemous as they come, like all that are vile; brags about his talent as a rapper, MC though he is not. Very good rapper none the less that needs to respect true legends and artists. The other reason aswell as P diddy why Hiphop has disappeared, today being emulated by pop Hip pop, mostly from the south and a little New York aswell.
Jay Z is like Britney spears who is getting fame over Jill scott and Celine Deon. The last two mentioned artists are true legends.
by Wisdom revealed June 16, 2009
Jay z AKA Gay z. A jay-z also known as a dick riding faggit who loves attention. Big lipped bitch who steals most of biggies verses and a little midget lookin mother fucker who could be easily mistaken for a 12 year old female in real life. (ive met him)
That jayz thinks hes so good hollerin best rapper alive that nigga needs 2 shut the fuck up hes good but behind nas lloyd banks mobb deep and many others includeing eminem who blew him up on his own shit look for renegade.
by DevonTheDeucer May 24, 2004
Went from riding Nas's dick to saying he wasn't shit, then breaking down on the radio from ether to Blueprint 2 to The Black Album to saying he was 'retiring' to going on tour with a child molester
by fiend December 16, 2004
A MC who is easily in the top 25 of all time. A great rapper, hailing from BKNY. Has one definite classic album, called "Reasonable Doubt". Easily a 10/10 album, comparable to other great albums such as Illmatic, Criminal Minded, 36 Chambers, Capital Punishment, Lifestylez Ov Da Poor and Dangerous, ect.
Many of you people have only heard his commercial bullshit, which, granted, isn't great. He made a line to describe what ya'll hearing.
"I dumbed down for my audience to double my dollars."
Go cop Reasonable Doubt, and as someon else said, the 7 Minute Freestyle with Big L.
Stop being biased morons, and actually listen to more than Ether. Recognize an amazing flow and creative lyrics. And someone who has been around.
Can't Knock The Hustle
---
I'm makin short term goals, wonder whether foes
just put away the leathers and put ice on the gold
chilly with enough bail money to free a big willy
high stakes, i got more at stake than philly
shoppin sprees, copin three, duece fever i guess its fully loaded,
ah yes, bouncin in the lex luger, tires smoke like buddha
50 g's to the crap shooter,
niggas can't fade me
chrome socks beamin, through my periphial i see ya schemin
stop dreamin',i leave ya body steamin
niggas is feenin, whats the meanin
i'm leanin on any nigga intervenin with the sound of my money machine-in
my cuff runnin over with hundreds
im one of the best niggas that done it
six digits and runnin,
y'all niggas don't want it
i got the godfather flow, the don juan demarco
swear to god, don't get it fucked up
Brooklyn's Finest (no biggie)
---
Peep the style and the way the cops sweat us (uh-huh)
The number one question is can the Feds get us (uh-huh)
I got vendettas in dice games against ass betters (uh-huh)
and niggaz who pump wheels and drive Jettas
Take that witcha..
.. can't fade it
While y'all pump Willie, I run up in stunts silly
Scared, so you sent your little mans to come kill me
But on the contrilli, I packs the mack-milli
Squeezed off on him, left them paramedics breathin soft on him
What's ya name?
What? Keep rockin
No more, Mister, Nice Guy, I twist your shit
the fuck back with them pistols, blazin
Hot like cajun
Hotter than even holdin work at the Days Inn
with New York plates outside
Get up outta there, fuck your ride
Yeah, yeah, yeah
For nine six, the only MC with a flu
Yeah I rhyme sick, I be what you're tryin to do
Made a fortune off Peru, extradite, china white heron
Nigga please, like short sleeves I bear arms
Stay out my way from here on (CLEAR?) Gone!
(some consider this to be a freestyle, not known if it really is)
Dead Presidents II
---
who wanna bet us that we don't touch lettuce,
stack cheddars forever,
live treacherous, all the etceteras,
to the death of us, me and my confidants
we shine, you feel the ambiance
y'all niggas just rhyme,
by the ounce doe accumulates like snow,
we dont just shine, we illuminate the whole show,
ya feel me?,
factions from the other side would love to kill me,
spill 3 quarts of my blood into the street, let alone the heat,
fuck 'em, they hate a nigga lovin his life,
in all possible ways, know the feds is buggin my life,
hospital days, reflectin with my man laid up,
on a uptown hot block, he got his side sprayed up,
I saw his life slippin, this is a minor setback,
yo still in all we livin, just dream about the getback,
that made him smile though his eye said "pray for me",
I'll do you one better and slay these niggas faithfully,
murder is a tough thing to digest, its a slow process,
and I aint got nothing but time,
I had near brushes, not to mention,
3 shots close range, never touched me,
divine intervention cant stop I,
from drinking mataje, with tata, down in nevada, ha ha pa pa,
word life, by dabbling crazy weight,
without rap I was crazy straight, what...
'Cause game recognize game :O
Many of you people have only heard his commercial bullshit, which, granted, isn't great. He made a line to describe what ya'll hearing.
"I dumbed down for my audience to double my dollars."
Go cop Reasonable Doubt, and as someon else said, the 7 Minute Freestyle with Big L.
Stop being biased morons, and actually listen to more than Ether. Recognize an amazing flow and creative lyrics. And someone who has been around.
Can't Knock The Hustle
---
I'm makin short term goals, wonder whether foes
just put away the leathers and put ice on the gold
chilly with enough bail money to free a big willy
high stakes, i got more at stake than philly
shoppin sprees, copin three, duece fever i guess its fully loaded,
ah yes, bouncin in the lex luger, tires smoke like buddha
50 g's to the crap shooter,
niggas can't fade me
chrome socks beamin, through my periphial i see ya schemin
stop dreamin',i leave ya body steamin
niggas is feenin, whats the meanin
i'm leanin on any nigga intervenin with the sound of my money machine-in
my cuff runnin over with hundreds
im one of the best niggas that done it
six digits and runnin,
y'all niggas don't want it
i got the godfather flow, the don juan demarco
swear to god, don't get it fucked up
Brooklyn's Finest (no biggie)
---
Peep the style and the way the cops sweat us (uh-huh)
The number one question is can the Feds get us (uh-huh)
I got vendettas in dice games against ass betters (uh-huh)
and niggaz who pump wheels and drive Jettas
Take that witcha..
.. can't fade it
While y'all pump Willie, I run up in stunts silly
Scared, so you sent your little mans to come kill me
But on the contrilli, I packs the mack-milli
Squeezed off on him, left them paramedics breathin soft on him
What's ya name?
What? Keep rockin
No more, Mister, Nice Guy, I twist your shit
the fuck back with them pistols, blazin
Hot like cajun
Hotter than even holdin work at the Days Inn
with New York plates outside
Get up outta there, fuck your ride
Yeah, yeah, yeah
For nine six, the only MC with a flu
Yeah I rhyme sick, I be what you're tryin to do
Made a fortune off Peru, extradite, china white heron
Nigga please, like short sleeves I bear arms
Stay out my way from here on (CLEAR?) Gone!
(some consider this to be a freestyle, not known if it really is)
Dead Presidents II
---
who wanna bet us that we don't touch lettuce,
stack cheddars forever,
live treacherous, all the etceteras,
to the death of us, me and my confidants
we shine, you feel the ambiance
y'all niggas just rhyme,
by the ounce doe accumulates like snow,
we dont just shine, we illuminate the whole show,
ya feel me?,
factions from the other side would love to kill me,
spill 3 quarts of my blood into the street, let alone the heat,
fuck 'em, they hate a nigga lovin his life,
in all possible ways, know the feds is buggin my life,
hospital days, reflectin with my man laid up,
on a uptown hot block, he got his side sprayed up,
I saw his life slippin, this is a minor setback,
yo still in all we livin, just dream about the getback,
that made him smile though his eye said "pray for me",
I'll do you one better and slay these niggas faithfully,
murder is a tough thing to digest, its a slow process,
and I aint got nothing but time,
I had near brushes, not to mention,
3 shots close range, never touched me,
divine intervention cant stop I,
from drinking mataje, with tata, down in nevada, ha ha pa pa,
word life, by dabbling crazy weight,
without rap I was crazy straight, what...
'Cause game recognize game :O
I'm out for presidents to represent me (get money!)
I'm out for presidents to represent me (get money!)
I'm out for dead FUCKING presidents to represent me...
I'm out for presidents to represent me (get money!)
I'm out for dead FUCKING presidents to represent me...
by renato March 23, 2005
A horrible rapper who is too old to be in the industry any more. Cam'ron has proven this perfectly in his song "You Got to Love It", in which he mentions when Jay Z wore open toe sandals with jeans(how gangster is that?). Jay Z also tries to act cool when he is in his 40's.
Jay Z is a discrase to the New York Jets and the teams fans(like myself), and should never wear any Jets memorabilia again.
by R DeO June 28, 2006