[Chorus: Blackstreet]
You belong to the city,
You belong to the night,
In the river of darkness
He's a man of the night.
[Verse 1: Jay-Z]
What the deal, playboy? Just rest your soul,
I be holdin' it down, yo, still love the dough,
Got these ladies on the cock, now you know how we go,
Got the whole world on lock down, you know how we flow.
Don't worry about Brooklyn, I continue to flame,
Therefore a world with amnesia won't forget your name,
You held it down long enough, let me take those reigns,
And just like your spirit, the Commission remains.
Niggas can cross the t's and, dots the i's,
Now that I got too popular to cop them pies
I'm takin' this rap shit serious, to my demise
Jay shit's like cake mix, watch me rise,
Basics in the basement, wasted,
Askin' my dog for advice so when he can't say shit,
My hatred is fueled, just give me a sign,
And I let the world know that the city is mine, what?!
[Chorus: Blackstreet]
You belong to the city,
You belong to the night,
In the river of darkness
He's a man of the night.
[Verse 2: Jay-Z]
Y'all wanna know how I flow, just seek and you find,
I'm like a brain in the voice box, I speak my mind,
About to redefine rap, mami, either I'm
The illest nigga doin' it or these niggas is losin' it.
I read a article that said I was ruinin' shit,
But every time I look, I'm movin' units in quick,
So I'ma hit y'all with these last two and split,
And leave niggas with nothing but my influenceses.
Students of Jigga, I ain't mad, yeah, bite my shit,
Sell half of what I sell because it's not quite my shit,
I'm the type to buy a Rollie and just ice my shit
On the spot, fuck coming back twice to shit!
How real is that? My floss game still intact,
Boss game, you lame dudes can't feel that,
Like the first dude to cop the 850 in '89
And drove it up to 55th, the city is mine, what?!
[Chorus: Blackstreet]
You belong to the city,
You belong to the night,
In the river of darkness
He's a man of the night.
[Verse 3: Jay-Z]
I snatch your girl 'cause your arm ain't strong enough,
Plus y'all don't stay in the studio long enough,
I make hits while y'all stay hatin' and take bricks,
Had it locked 'til I came in the club, Take 6.
Got your chick 'cause you swore she was innocent,
Got her a Chinese manicure, hair done by Dominicans, all for what?
So I could be in a dark corner all in her butt
At the bar alchoholin' her up.
I represent the lifestyle of those who thirst cream,
A buck fifty a shot, Louis the Thirteenth,
Jay-Z, Roc-A-Fella, yo, know the name,
I ain't a player, get it right, I'm controllin' the game.
From now until they blow holes in my frame
I'ma stand firm, holdin' my aim, feel me?
I'm the focal, point like Biggie in his prime,
On the low though, shhh, the city is mine!
[Chorus: Blackstreet]
You belong to the city,
You belong to the night,
In the river of darkness
He's a man of the night.
You belong to the city,
You belong to the night,
In the river of darkness
He's a man of the night.
[Outro: Blackstreet]
You belong,
You belong,
In the river of darkness
He's the man of the night.
