What More Can I Say
JAY-Z Lyrics


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Are you not entertained?
Are you not entertained?
Is this not why you're here?

Uh, uh, huh
Turn the music up
Turn me down
Guru, let's go get 'em again
This time it's for the money my nigga
Brooklyn stand up

There's never been a nigga this good for this long
This hood
Or this pop is hot
Or this strong
With so many different flows
This one's for this song
The next one I'll switch up
This one will get bit up
These fucks
To lazy to make up shit
They crazy
They don't paint pictures
They just trace me
You know what
Soon they forget who they plucked
They whole style from
And try to reverse the outcome
I'm like, cluck
I'm not a biter
I'm a writer
For myself and others
I say a B.I.G. verse I'm only biggin' up my brother
Biggin' up my borough
I'm big enough to do it
I'm that thorough
Plus I know my own flow is foolish
So the rings and things you sing about
Bring 'em out
It's hard to yell when the barrel's in your mouth
I'm in, new sneakers
Deuce seaters
A few divas
What more can I tell you?
Let me spell it for you
W-i-double L-I-E
Nobody truer than H-O-V
And I'm back for more
New York's ambassador
Prime Minister back to finish my business up

What more can I say?
What more can I do?
I give this all to you
I know this much is true
My life
(Look at my life)
(See what I see)
What more can I say to you
You heard it all

You already know what I'm about
Flying birds down south
Moving wet off the step
Purple Rain in the drought
Stunting on hoes
Brushing off my shirt
But ain't nothing on my clothes
Except my chain
My name
Young H-O
Pitch the yea faithful
Even if they patrol I make payroll
Benz paid for
Friends they roll
Private jets down to Turks and Caicos
Chrys' case loads
I don't give a shit
Nigga one life to live I can't let a day go
Bye
Without me being fly
Fresh to death
Head to toe until the day I rest
And I don't wear jerseys I'm thirty plus
Give me a crisp pair of jeans nigga button ups
S dots on my feet
Makes my cycle complete
What more can I say Guru play the beat

We gonna let this ride into the hook
I'ma snap my fingers on this one
What more can I say to you?
Get my grown man on
Let's go!
(What more can I say?)

Now you know ass is Willie
When they got you in a mag
For like half a billi
And your ass ain't Lily
White
That mean that shit you write must be illy
Either that or your flow is silly
It's both
I don't mean to boast
But damn if I don't brag
Them crackers gonna act like I ain't on they ads
The Martha Stewart
That's far from Jewish
Far from a Harvard student
Just had the balls to do it
And no I'm not through with it
In fact I'm just previewing it
This ain't the show I'm just EQ'in it
One, two and I won't stop abusing it
To groupie girls stop false accusing it
Back to the music
The Maybach roof is translucent
Niggas got a problem Houston
What up B?
They can't shut up me
Shut down I
Not even P.E.
I'ma ride
God forgive me for my brash delivery
But I remember vividly
What these streets did to me
So picture me
Letting these clowns nit pick at me
Paint me like a pickanniny
I will literally
Kiss Tee-Tee in the forehead
Tell her please forgive me
Then squeeze until your forehead
I'm not the one to score points off
In fact
I got a joint to knock your points off
Young
Hova the God nigga blast for me
I'm at the Trump International
Ask for me
I ain't never scared
I'm everywhere
You ain't never there
Nigga why would I ever care?
Pound for pound I'm the best to ever come around here
Excluding nobody
Look what I embody
The soul of a hustler I really ran the street
I CEO's mine
That marketing plan was me
And no I ain't get shot up a whole bunch of times
Or make up shit in a whole bunch of lines
And I ain't animated, like say a, Busta Rhymes
But the real shit you get when you bust down my lines
Add that to the fact I went plat' a bunch of times
Times that by my influence
On pop culture
I supposed to be number one on everybody's list
We'll see what happens when I no longer exist
Fuck this





(What more can I say?)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "What More Can I Say" by Jay-Z speak to his rise in the music industry and the jealousy and criticism that comes with success. The repeated question, "Are you not entertained?" is a reference to the movie Gladiator and suggests that Jay-Z is performing for the audience's pleasure. He then goes on to boast about his skills and accomplishments, while also addressing the haters who try to imitate him. He also talks about his luxurious lifestyle and the prejudices he faces as a successful black man. The song ends with Jay-Z asserting his dominance and influence on pop culture, claiming that he will always be remembered as one of the greatest.


Line by Line Meaning

Are you not entertained?
Is this not why you are here to listen to me?


Turn the music up
Increase the volume of the music


Turn me down
Decrease the volume of my voice


There’s never been a nigga this good for this long
No one has been as talented and successful as me for such a prolonged time


With so many different flows
Having various styles of music


These fucks To lazy to make up shit They crazy
These people are too lazy to create new material, they must be insane


Soon they forget who they plucked They whole style from And try to reverse the outcome
Soon they forget that they copied my style and try to act like they are better than me


I'm not a biter I'm a writer
I do not copy others, I create my own work


For myself and others I say a B.I.G. verse I'm only biggin' up my brother Biggin' up my borough
When I recite a verse by B.I.G. it only emphasizes his greatness, and I am also promoting Brooklyn


And I'm back for more New York's ambassador Prime Minister back to finish my business up
I am returning to complete unfinished work as the representative of New York


My life (Look at my life) (See what I see)
Examine and observe my life through my perspective


What more can I say to you You heard it all
I have already explained everything you need to hear


I'ma snap my fingers on this one
I will make a distinctive sound with my fingers to accentuate this verse


What more can I say to you?
Is there anything more I can tell you?


Flying birds down south Moving wet off the step Purple Rain in the drought Stunting on hoes Brushing off my shirt But ain't nothing on my clothes Except my chain My name Young H-O
I transport drugs and weapons to the Southern states, embellishing my success by showing off my jewelry while maintaining a clean appearance


I'm not through with it In fact I'm just previewing it This ain't the show I'm just EQ'in it One, two and I won't stop abusing it To groupie girls stop false accusing it
I am only giving a glimpse of my work, this is not the final output. I will continuously perfect it, and I will continue to attract groupies while discrediting false claims made against me


God forgive me for my brash delivery But I remember vividly What these streets did to me
Forgive me for my offensive style of speech, however, I have not forgotten what the streets have taught me


I CEO's mine That marketing plan was me
I control CEOs and the marketing strategy of companies


We'll see what happens when I no longer exist Fuck this
We will see how important I am when I am no longer alive. I do not care about anything else




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Kenny Gamble, Thom Bell, Roland Lawrence Chambers, Shawn Carter

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