Points Of Authority / 99 Problems / One Step Closer (Explicit) - Jay-Z/Linkin Park (林肯公园)

If your having girl problems I feel bad for you son

I got 99 problems but a b**ch ain't one

Keep me

Got it mike

He's got the rap patrol on the gat patrol

Foes that wanna make sure his casket's closed

Rap critics who say he's money cash hoes

He's from the hood stupid what type of facts are those

If you grew up with holes in your zapatos

You'd be celebrating the minute you was having doe

So f**k critics you can kiss our whole asshole

You don't like the lyrics you can press fast forward

Got beef with radio if we don't play they show

They don't play our hits we don't give a sh*t so

All these mags tryna use our a**

So advertisers can give them more cash for ads f**kers

I don't know what you take us as

Or understand the intellegence that jay-z has

From rags to riches we ain't dumb

We got 99 problems but a b**ch ain't one

Hit me

99 problems but a b**ch ain't one

If you having girl problems I feel bad for you son

I got 99 problems but a b**ch ain't one

The year is 94 and in my trunk is raw

In my rear view mirror is the mother f**king law

I got two choices yall pull over the car or

Bounce on the double put the pedal to the floor

Now I ain't trying to see no highway chase with jake

Plus I got a few dollars I can fight the case

So I pull over to the side of the road

And I heard son do you know why I'm stopping you for

Cause I'm young and I'm black and my hats real low

Do I look like a mind reader sir I don't know

Am I under arrest or should I guess some mo

You was doing fifty five in a fifty four

Liscense and registration and step out of the car

Are you carrying a weapon on you I know alot of you are

I ain't stepping out of sh*t all my papers legit

Do you mind if I look around the car a little bit

Well my glove compartment is locked so is the trunk and the back

And I know my rights so you go need a warrant for that

Aren't you sharp as a tack you some type of lawyer or something

Or somebody important or something

Nah I ain't pass the bar but I know a little bit

Enough that you won't illegally search my sh*t

Well see how smart you are when the k-9s come

I got 99 problems but a b**ch ain't one

Hit me

99 problems a b**ch ain't one

If you having girl problems I feel bad for you son

I got 99 problems but a b**ch ain't one

Hit me

99 problems but a b**ch ain't one

If your having girl problems I feel bad for you son

I got 99 problems but a b**ch ain't one

Hit me

99 problems but a b**ch ain't one

If you having girl problems I feel bad for you son

I got 99 problems but a b**ch ain't one

Now once upon a time not too long ago

A ni**a like myself had to strong arm a hoe

This is not a hoe in the sense of having a p**sy

But a p**sy having no God Damn sense try and push me

I tried to inore him and talk to the lord

Pray for him cause some fools just love to perform

You know the type loud as a motor bike

But wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight

The only thing that's gonna happen is I'mma get to clapping

He and his boys gon' be yapping to the captaing

And there I go traped in the kit kat again

Back through the system with the riff raff again

Fiends on the floor scratching again

Paparatzi's with they cameras snapping them

Da tred to give the the shaft again

Half-a-mil for bail cause I'm african

All because ths fool was horrasing them

Trying to play the boy like hes saccharine

But ain't nothing sweet about how I hold my gun

I got 99 problems but this b**ch ain't one

99 problems but a b**ch ain't one

If you having girl problems I feel bad for you son

I got 99 problems but a b**ch ain't one

Hit me

99 problems but a b**ch ain't one

If you having girl problems I feel bad for you son

I got 99 problems but a b**ch ain't one

Hit me

Shut up when I'm talking to you

Shut up

Shut up

Shut up

Shut up when I'm talking to you

Shut up

Shut up

Shut up

Shut up

I'm about to break

Everything you say to me

I got 99 problems but a b**ch ain't one

Hit me

I need a little room to breathe

I got 99 problems but this b**ch ain't one

Hit me

Everything you say to me

I got 99 problems but a b**ch ain't one

Hit me

I need a little room to breathe

I got 99 problems

I'm not about to break