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(Chorus)
Now that all the smoke is gone(lighter)
And the battle finally rise(give me a lighter)
Victorys finally ours (Lighters up, lighters up)
History so loved, so long, so long, so long
(Jay-Z, Verse)
In search of victory, she keeps eluding me
If only we could be together momentarily
We could make love, and make history
Why wont you visit me, until she visits me
Ill be stuck with a sista, her name is defeat
She gives me agony, so much agony
She brings me so much pain
So much misery, like missing your last shot
And fallin' to your knees .
As the crowd screams, for the other team
I practice so hard for this moment victory dont lead
I know what this means, Im stuck in this routine
Whole new different day, but the same old things
All I got is dreams, but nobody else could see
Nobody else believes, nobody else but me
Where are you victory, I need you desperately
Not just for the moment. To make history
(Chorus)
Now that all the smoke is gone(lighter)
And the battle finally rise(lighters)
Victorys finally ours (Yea, Yea, Yea)
History so loved, so long, so long, so long
(Jay-Z, Verse)
So now Im flirting with death
Hustla like a G, while victory wasnt watching
Took chances repeatedly
As a teenage boy, before acne
Before I got proactive, I couldnt face sheet
I just threw on my hoodie and headed to the streets
I swear I met success, we lived together shortly
A success is like lust, witch is good for the touch
Witch is good for the moment, but shes never enough
Everybodys had her, shes nothing like me
A success is all I got, unfortunately
But Im burning down the block
Ive been in it down defeat
But something tells me that theres much more to see
Before I get killed, cos I cant get robbed
So before me, success and death bandage
I gotta get lost, I gotta find free
We gotta be together to make history
(Chorus)
Now that all the smoke is gone (lighters up)
And the battle finally rise(lighter up)
Victorys finally ours (lighters up)
History so loved, so long, so long, so long
(Jay-Z, Verse)
Now history is mine, it taste so sweet
Shes my trophy wife, she commin with me
We have a baby who stutters repeatedly
We name him history
He repeats after me
Hes my legacy, son Im a hard work
Future of my past, hell explain who I be
Rank me among the greats
Either 1 2 or 3, if I aint number one
Then I failed your victory
Aint in it for the fame, that dies in 10 weeks
Aint in it for the money, cant take me when you live
I wanna be remembered long after you breath
Long after Im gone, long after I breath
I live all I am, in the hands of history
Bless my last will testimony
This is much more then a song
Its a baby shower, Ive been waiting for this hour
History your ours.
(Chorus x2)
Now that all the smoke is gone
And the battle finally rise
Victorys finally ours (lighters up)
History so loved, so long, so long, so long