Z - Marcy to hollywood

[Jay-Z] ...back again & back again I went from Marcy to Hollywood & back again & back again As a youth I used to hold the weed up old heads said I thought more like a soldier than a leader in order to succeed I had to slow my speed up didn't listen to stuff took another puff of the chieva they said believe us or not trust is somethin' you earn with every mistake you make back to us you return probably would go Hollywood I thought he was jokin' My first taste of fame I hit the first thing smokin' All engulfed into honeys the pussy was tight if she threw the pussy right I got mushy like Damn baby I love you take all my cash "You ain't got to lie Jay," you already gettin' the ass She loved that I was a thug it turned her on soon as I got soft it turned her off I got relaxed put my feet up start dissin' my friends & that's when the ceiling fell in I went from Marcy to Hollywood & back again & back again I went from Marcy to Hollywood & back again & back again I came through with the shines like the streets was blind didn't master my Algebra no caliber Stick me? I was thinkin' how & for what but reality bites like a thousand mutts Nothin' worse than the person that's foul with guts to stick you quicker...