[Jay Z:]
Yeah, what you critics said would never happen.
We dedicate this album to anybody, people who said we couldn't make it.
To the fans that held us down till anybody came around.
Welcome. It's here.
Last summer we took threes across the board
But by fall we were a cover story
Now in stores
Make us poster boys in your scene
But we are not making an accepting speech
I have found the safest place to keep all of our mistakes
Every dot com's refreshing for a journal update
So long live the car-crash hearts
Cry on the couch till the poets come to life
Fix me in 45
So long live the car-crash hearts
Cry on the couch till the poets come to life
Fix me in 45
I can take your problems away
with a nod and a wave
Of my hand,
'Cause that's just the kind of boy that I am.
The only thing I haven't done yet is die
And it's me and my plus one in the afterlife
Crowds are won and lost and won again
But our hearts beat for the diehards
So long live the car-crash hearts
Cry on the couch till the poets come to life
Fix me in 45
So long live the car-crash hearts
Cry on the couch till the poets come to life
Fix me in 45
Long live the car-crash hearts
(Long live the car-crash hearts)
Long live the car-crash hearts
(Long live the car-crash hearts)
Long live the car-crash hearts
Cry on the couch till the poets come to life
Fix me in 45
Taken from AlbumSongAndLyrics.com
[Jay Z:]
Young FOB.
Let's go.