Текст песни December 4th, Jay Z

[Gloria Carter:]
Shawn Carter was born December, 4th, weighin' in at ten pounds, eight ounces, he was the last of my four children, the only one who didn't give me any pain when I gave birth to him, and that's how I knew that he was a special child.

[Verse 1:]
They say, "They never really miss you till you dead or you gone".
So on that note, I'm leavin' after the song,
So you ain't gotta feel no way about Jay so long,
At least, let me tell you why I'm this way, hold on.
I was conceived by Gloria Carter and Adnes Reeves
Who made love under the sycamore tree, which makes me
A more sicker MC, and my momma would claim
At ten pounds, when I was born I didn't give her no pain.
Although through the years I gave her her fair share,
I gave her her first real scare,
I made up for birth when I got here,
She knows my purpose wasn't purpose,
I ain't perfect, I care.
But I feel worthless ‘cause my shirts wasn't matchin' my gear,
Now I'm just scratchin' the surface ‘cause what's buried under there
Was a kid torn apart once his pop disappeared.
I went to school, got good grades, could behave when I wanted,
But I had demons deep inside that would raise when confronted.

[Gloria Carter:]
Shawn was a very shy child growin' up. He was into sports. And a funny story is at four he taught himself how to ride a bike, a two-wheeler at that, isn't that special? But I noticed a change in him when me and my husband broke up.

[Verse 2:]
Now all the teachers couldn't reach me,
And my momma couldn't beat me
Hard enough to match the pain of my pops not seein' me, so
With that disdain in my membrane
Got on my pimp game,
Fuck the world, my defense came.
Then DeHaven introduced me to the game,
Spanish Jose introduced me to ‘caine,
I'm a hustler now,
My gear is in and I'm in the in crowd,
And all the wavy light-skinned girls is lovin' me now.
My self-esteem went through the roof, man, I got my swag,
Got a Volvo from this girl when her man got bagged,
Plus, I hit my momma with cash from a show that I had,
Supposedly, knowin' nobody paid Jaz wack ass.
I'm gettin' ahead of myself, by the way, I could rap
But that came second to me movin' this crack,
Gimme a second, I swear,
I will say about my rap career,
Till ‘96 came. Niggas, I'm here!
Goodbye!

[Gloria Carter:]
Shawn use to be in the kitchen beatin' on the table and rappin' until the wee hours of the morning. And then I bought him a boombox, and his sisters and brothers said, he would drive them nuts. But that was my way to keep him close to me and out of trouble.

[Verse 3:]
Goodbye to the game, all the spoils, the adrenaline rush,
Your blood boils, you in the spot, knowin' cops could rush,
And you in a drop, you're so easy to touch,
No two days are alike,
Except the first and fifteenth, pretty much,
And "trust" is a word you seldom hear from us,
Hustlers, we don't sleep, we rest one eye up.
And the drought will define a man when the well dries up,
You learn the worth of water without work, you thirst till you die, yup!
And niggas get tied up for product,
And little brothers' ring fingers get cut up
To show mothers they really got ‘em.
And this was the stress I lived with till I decided
To try this rap shit for a livin'.
I pray I'm forgiven
For every bad decision I made,
Every sister I played
‘Cause I'm still paranoid to this day.
And it's nobody's fault, I made the decisions I made,
This is the life I chose, or rather, the life that chose me.
If you can't respect, that your whole perspective is wack,
Maybe, you'll love me when I fade to black.
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