I Did It My Way

Now the end is near (Can you believe this shit, Guru?)

So I face (I'm from the hood, man) the final curtain

(No, the real hood, the hood, not the rap hood)

(The real hood, like three pairs of pants)

My friends, I'll say it clear (Pair of sneakers)

(My moms is bustin' her ass) State my case

(****, I'm goin' to Japan tomorrow) Which I'm certain

(You understand what I'm sayin'? Can you believe that?)

I lived a life that's full

(They have people waitin' at the airport like five days

Like I'm a Beatle or something)

(That's really something)

And I traveled each and every highway

(Seen the best of the best and the worst of the worst)

And more, much more than this (Still here)

I did it my way

(Let's try this one, uh, yeah)

Gangsta ****

Put my hustle down, tore the game up, ****

Took your high score down, put my name up, ****

Tore the doors down to the Hall of Fame is Jigga

I did it my way (And more, much more than this)

That's right, it's a beautiful thing, man

(I did it my way)

I did it my way, Hovi, baby

Mama's youngest and strongest, survived summers like saunas

Mastered a corner like Deion in his uniform

Pop hurtin' assertive, flirted with death

Damn near murdered before my first album hit the shelf

Grandma's favorite, she could not understand

How there's people in the world who wouldn't want me as a neighbor

Had to explain to her, you think these folks want me in the penthouse?

As a remind that I make top paper?

Black entrepreneur, nobody did us no favors

Nobody gave us shit, we made us

The Rap Pack, I'm Sinatra, Dame's Sam Davis

Biggs the smart one on the low like Dean Martin

We came in this game, not beggin' **** pardon

Demandin' y'all respect, hand over a check

And while y'all at it, hand over the jet

We the reason they ain't hand over Def Jam so quick

They knew every year I was droppin' new product

I was raisin' the stock up while buildin' the Roc up

But that's alright 'cause they knew they had to see us

When it was time for us to re-up

Make us multi-millionaires

Je-je-jeah

And more, much more than this

I did it my way

In my lifetime

I caught smaller cases, but I had capital

Hypocritic system, let me right back at you

You better hope a rich rapper never attacks you

Not even that scratches you, 'specially if you a black dude

They don't give a shit unless the accused just happen to rap

And they can look good by paintin' him as bad news

'Cause in my past, I seen dudes get half of they views

Exposed to the curb and nobody said a word

So imagine how disturbed I was

When I seen how big they made my fight scene at the club

Let me explain exactly how this shit was

This **** Unyo, I scratched him

He went home without an aspirin

But it's cool 'cause we back friends, it happened and it's over

It's in the past and I'm glad, now I'm back to bein' Hova

Maybach with the chauffeur, laid back

Helicopter seat, feet inclined, shit feelin' like a sofa

Helicopter meet me, Teterboro take me over

Somewhere peaceful for the weekend

Now it's back to speakin' to vultures

So the next time that page six approaches us

Here's a quote from Jay, ****, I did it my way

And more, much more than this

I did it my way