["Dominic Cattano" from American Gangster (film)]
?Your Success took a shot at you
What are you going to do now?

How are you gonna kill it?
You're gonna become unsuccessful?
Frank, you can be successful and have enemies uh?

Be unsuccessful too, and even have friends?

[Verse 1 - Jay-Z]

I got these ^!$$%s breezy, don't worry about it
Let that (*##$ breathe
I used to give a $#&@, now I give a $#&@ less

What do I think of success?? it sucks, too much stress
I guess I blew up quick
Cause friends I grew up with

See me as a Premie but I'm not and my nuts big
I don't know what the fuss is, my career is illustrious
My rep is impeccable; I'm not to be $#&@ed with with

%#@!, let that (*##$ breathe
I'm way too important to be talking about extorting
Asking me for a portion is like asking for a coffin

Broad daylight I'll off your on switch
You're not too bright, goodnight long kiss
Bye bye my reply? BLAH, BLAH

Blast burner then pass burner to Ty-Ty
Finish my breakfast, why?
I got an appetite for destruction and you're a small fry

Now where was I?
Let that (*##$ breathe
I used to give a %#@!, now I don't give a %#@! more

Truth be told I had more fun when I was piss poor
I'm pissed off, and is this what success is all about?
A bunch of ^!$$%s acting like (*##$es with big mouths

All this stress, all I got is this big house
Couple of cars, I don't bring half of them %#@!s out
All of this Ace of Spades I drink just to piss out

I mean I like the taste could've saved myself 6 thou's
How many times can I go to Mr. Chow's, Tao's, Nobu
Hold up, lemme move my bowels

I'll %#@! on y'all ^!$$%s, OG tell these boys
(Ya'll ain't got %#@! on my ^!$$%)
I got watches I ain't seen in months

Apartment at the Trump; I only slept in once
^!$$%s said Hova was over, such dummies
Even If I fell I'll land on a bunch of money

Ya'll ain't got nothing for me
Nas: let that (*##$ breathe


[Verse 2 - Nas]
Success, McLaren, women staring
My villain appearance

Sacred blood of a king and my vein ain't spilling
Ghetto Othello, Sugar Hill Romello
Camaro driven, I climax from paper

Then ask why is life worth living?
Is it to hunt for the %#@! that you want?
To receive's great, but I lust giving

The best jewelers wanna make my things
I make Jacob %#@! on Lorraine just to make me a chain
^!$$%s mentioned on One Love

Came home to the paper in hand
Ain't gotta brag about the Feds young man
Old cribs I sold, y'all drive by like monuments

Google Earth Nas; I got flats in other continents
Worst enemies wanna be my best friends
Best friends wanna be enemies like that's what's in

But I don't give a $#&@ walk inside the lions den
Take everybody's chips, about to cash them in
Up your catalog dog, mine's worth too much

Like Mike Jacks ATV pub, Mottola can't touch
Let this (*##$ breathe


[Jay-Z & Nas]
Let this (*##$ breathe