[Talking: Jay-Z]

Blueprint trios

[Verse 1:]

Yeah Yeah What we talkin` bout real shit?

Or we talkin` bout ryhmes

You talkin` bout millions Or you talking` bout mine

What we talkin` bout Cause I ain`t got time

For what people be talkin` bout all the time

What we talkin` bout fiction Or we talkin bout fact

You talkin` bout fiction? Hold up pardon my back

I`m talkin` bout life And all I hear is

Oh yeah he keeps talkin` bout crack

I ain`t talkin` bout profit I`m talkin` bout pain

I`m talkin` bout despair I`m talkin` bout shame

I ain`t talkin` bout gossip I ain`t talkin` bout Game

I ain`t talkin bout Jimmy I ain`t talkin` bout Dame

I`m talkin` bout real shit Dem people playin`

What is you talkin` bout I don`t know what y`all sayin`

People keep talkin` bout Hov take it back

I`m doin` better than before Why would I do that?

Ain`t nothing cool bout carryin` a strap

Bout worryin` your moms And buryin` your best cat

Talkin` bout revenge While carryin` his casket

All teary-eyed Bout to take it to a matress

I`m talkin` bout music I ain`t talkin` bout rap

You talkin` bout who`s hot I ain`t talkin` bout that

The conversation is changed Let`s yap about that

I don`t run rap no more I run the map

[Hook:]

They Talk, We Live, We see what They say, They say, They say

They Talk, We Did, Who cares what They say, They say, They say

[Verse 2:]

Still they can`t` focus on them They be talkin` bout me

Talkin` bout what I wear Talkin` bout where I be

Check out my hair These ain`t curls these is peas

Peasey head still get paid I`m combin` through G`s

Please, We ain`t focused on naps

Cause I don`t run rap no more I run the map

A small part of the reason the President is black

I told him I got him when he hit me on the jack

Talkin` bout progress I ain`t lookin back

You know I run track Try not to get lapped

People keep talkin` bout Hov left em flat

Try to re-write history Let`s talk about facts

Dame made millions Even Jaz made some scraps

He could`ve made more But he didn`t sign his contract

As far as street guys We was dealin` crack

That`s just how the game goes I don`t owe nobody jack

Grown men want me to sit em on my lap

But I don`t have a beard and Santa Claus ain`t black

I repeat, You can`t sit on my lap

I don`t have a beard Now get off my sack

Scream at me

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]

Blueprint 3

And now that that`s that Let`s talk about the future

We have just seen the dream as predicted by Martin Luther

Now you could choose ta Sit in front of your computa

Posin` with guns Shootin YouTube up

Or you could come with me to the White House get your suit up

You stuck on being hardcore I chuck the duece up

Peace out Medusa

Welcome to the Blue-ah-Print-ah Tre piece Jay-Z your tutor

Toota of my own horn Beep beep move-ya

Ras clot when rude boy come through with the roof up

So I could see the sky

Cause everybody talkin` Hov I think we know why

[Hook]