[Intro: Frank Ocean]
Ready for it,
I'm ready for it,
Yeah, ahh!
[Refrain: JAY-Z]
Eastside n**ga with the feets high,
N**ga with that Lisa, uh,
Talkin' about that Lisa, n**ga, with that Westside, n**ga,
With that Eastside, that dance, uh.
[Verse 1: JAY-Z]
Your eyes speak the truth when everything else lies,
May pretend that we kin but the vibes don't fly,
Bruh, I survived readin' guys like you,
I'm surprised y'all think you can disguise y'all truths.
I seen eyes wide as they're about to shoot,
You can be a hairpin off and you can trigger your roots,
I wave to these haters, don't give me dap,
You know the world can see just how phony you act, bruh.
Y'all body language is all remedial,
How could you see the difference between you and I?
My crash course was much tougher
'Round friends who kill they friends,
Then hug their friends' mothers
And show up at the funeral, complete with blank stares.
Invisible ink, I had to read things that wasn't there,
Memories may sneak down my cheek,
But I could see a side-eye in my sleep.
[Chorus: Frank Ocean]
Ready for it, deep breath, fill up the void,
Eyes open them up, check off the coins,
Still stingin' from tears, they try to see you,
I'm ready for earth, ready for real.
Solipsistic, admit it, I see you there,
So it seems, so you seem,
I can't tell if you're image or are just the flare
In my dreams, in my dreams.
[Verse 2: JAY-Z]
I sat down with Prince, eye to eye,
He told me his wishes before he died,
Now, Londell McMillan, he must be color blind,
They only see green from them purple eyes.
They eyes hide, they eyes high,
My eyes wide shut to all the lies,
These industry n**gas, they always been fishy,
But ain't no Biggie, no lazy eye, huh.
This guy had 'Slave' on his face,
You think he wanted the masters with his masters?
You greedy bastards sold tickets to walk through his house,
I'm surprised you ain't auction off the casket.
Don't big bro me, don't ‘big homie',
I've seen pure admiration become rivals,
I've been to Paris at least two times,
I've seen the Eiffel, I've seen a eyeful.
[Chorus: Frank Ocean]
Ready for it, deep breath, fill up the void,
Eyes open them up, check off the coins,
Still stingin' from tears, they try to see you,
I'm ready for earth, ready for real.
Solipsistic, admit it, I see you there,
So it seems, so you seem,
I can't tell if you're image or are just the flare
In my dreams, in my dreams.
[Bridge: Frank Ocean]
I've been out of touch for a couple years,
I've been ready for this for real,
Hopin' I can touch what I see
'Cause I've been ready for you, for real.
[Refrain: JAY-Z]
Look, you've done enough,
Have you no sense of decency, sir?
At long last, have you left no sense of decency?
Eastside n**ga with the feets high,
N**ga with that Lisa, uh,
Talkin' about that Lisa, n**ga, with that Westside, n**ga,
With that Eastside, uh.
