A Million & 1 Questions
Jay-Z Lyrics


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Somebody's pulling me closer to the ground
I ain't panicked, I been here before
Seems like only yesterday when I got up on that stage
In front of that crowd
And showed them who was who, and what was what
Man look at these suckers
I ain't no rapper, I'm a hustler
It just so happens that I know how to rap
Okay, I'm reloaded

Uh-huh, I did it again niggas
Fucked up, right? I know
I know what y'all niggas asking yourself
Is he gon' ever fall off?
No

A lot of speculation
On the monies I've made, honeys I've slayed
How is he for real? Is that nigga really paid?
Hustlers I've met or, dealt with direct
Is it true he stayed in beef and slept with a TEC?
What's the position you hold?
Can you really match a triple platinum artist buck by buck
By only a single goin' gold?
Roc-A-Fella should fold, and you're left out in the cold
Is it back to charging motherfuckers 11 for an O?
For the millionth time askin' me
Questions like Wendy Williams, harassing me
Then get upset when I catch feelings
Can I get a minute to breathe? And in that minute you leave
While I'm looking at my Rol' ice spinning on my sleeve
Uh, nice watch, do you really have a spot?
Like you said in Friend or Foe and if so, what block?
What you doing in L.A., with Filipinos and ese's
Latinos and Chevy's, down by Pico with Frederico
I answer all your questions but then y'all got to go
Now the question I ask you is how bad you wanna know?
Blaow

Roc-A-Fella y'all, uh
Know my style

Motherfuckers can't rhyme no more, 'bout crime no more
'Til I'm no more, 'cause I'm so raw
My flow expose holes that they find in yours
Wasn't for me, niggas still be dying for whores
But I hate when a nigga sit back, admiring yours
Young blood you better get that, we frying because
Niggas don't want to be confined to riding the iron horse
And don't listen to the rappers yo, they dying to floss
I used to be O.T., applying the force
Shoot up the whole block, then the iron I toss
Come back with the clique playing Diana Ross
I'm the boss and this is how it's gon' be
Burnt the turnpike, wild miles on the V
I got mouths to feed 'til they put flowers on me
And kiss my cold cheek, chicks crying like I was Cochise
Tombstone read 'He was holdin' no leaks'
Started from the crack game and then so sweet
Freaked it to the rap game, Jigga the OG
On MTV, telling em how I sold D
And used to back work up out of apartment 4-B
Me and my homie, started out co-d's
Picked the mailbox lock 'cause I ain't have no key
Had the cable with the anchor when Jaz made 'Sophie'
Then I went low key, but now I'm back it's on
Motherfuckers

Jigga, uh-huh, yeah




Roc-A-Fella y'all, uh
Uhh, feel this

Overall Meaning

In the song "Intro/A Million and One Questions/Rhyme No More", Jay-Z reflects on his journey to success and addresses the rumors and speculations about him. He starts by describing the feeling of being pulled closer to the ground, but assures the listeners that he's not panicked as he's been in a similar position before. He reminisces about his early days as a rapper, noting that he sees himself more as a hustler who knows how to rap. He then proceeds to ask rhetorical questions about his success, addressing rumors of his wealth, connections, and involvement in illegal activities, and downplaying negative comments from his critics.


In the second verse, Jay-Z delivers a confident and aggressive flow, highlighting his rap skills and street credibility. He dismisses other rappers who focus solely on crime-related themes and praises himself for bringing a different flavor to the rap game. He also talks about his past as a drug dealer, his successful transition to the music industry, and his loyalty to his crew.


Overall, the song can be interpreted as a statement of self-assurance and defiance from Jay-Z, who refuses to be intimidated by naysayers and continues to dominate the rap scene. The lyrics also showcase his storytelling abilities and his unique style of blending street narratives with clever wordplay.


Line by Line Meaning

Somebody's pulling me closer to the ground
I feel like I'm being pulled down by the stress and pressure of success, but I won't let it bring me down.


I ain't panicked, I been here before
I've faced challenges and obstacles in the past and come out on top, so I know I can handle whatever comes my way now.


Seems like only yesterday when I got up on that stage
It feels like it was just yesterday that I first performed and proved myself to the world.


In front of that crowd
In front of all those people who doubted me and didn't believe in my talent.


And showed them who was who, and what was what
I proved to them that I was someone worth paying attention to, and that my talent and drive was undeniable.


Man look at these suckers
I see people who are jealous of my success and trying to bring me down.


I ain't no rapper, I'm a hustler
I don't just rely on my rap skills to succeed, but have a strong work ethic and hustle to make things happen.


It just so happens that I know how to rap
But I also happen to be skilled at rapping and using my talent to succeed.


Okay, I'm reloaded
I'm ready to take on whatever challenges come my way next, with a renewed focus and determination.


Uh-huh, I did it again niggas
I've achieved success yet again, and proven all the doubters wrong.


Fucked up, right? I know
But I'm aware that I've also made mistakes along the way, and I learned from them to become even better.


I know what y'all niggas asking yourself
I know people are wondering about my success and how I achieved it.


Is he gon' ever fall off?
They're questioning if I can maintain my success and stay on top for the long haul.


No
But I know that I won't let the pressure bring me down and that I'll keep succeeding.


A lot of speculation
There's a lot of rumors and gossip about my wealth and personal life.


On the monies I've made, honeys I've slayed
Speculation on my financial success and my romantic history.


How is he for real? Is that nigga really paid?
People are questioning if I'm really as successful and rich as rumors suggest.


Hustlers I've met or, dealt with direct
There are also rumors about my connections to other successful people and my business dealings.


Is it true he stayed in beef and slept with a TEC?
There's even gossip about me being involved in violent conflicts and carrying a gun.


What's the position you hold?
People want to know where I really stand in the industry and how successful I truly am.


Can you really match a triple platinum artist buck by buck
People are also comparing my success to other highly successful artists.


By only a single goin' gold?
But I've proven that even with a lower level of success, I can still achieve great things and make a lot of money.


Roc-A-Fella should fold, and you're left out in the cold
There are those who want my record label to fail and for me to be left without support or resources.


Is it back to charging motherfuckers 11 for an O?
There are also rumors about me returning to illegal activities to make money.


For the millionth time askin' me
But these questions and rumors keep coming up repeatedly.


Questions like Wendy Williams, harassing me
Some people are even harassing me with intrusive and personal questions, much like a gossip TV show host.


Then get upset when I catch feelings
They then act surprised when I get angry or upset about these constant questions and rumors.


Can I get a minute to breathe? And in that minute you leave
I just want some space and privacy to catch my breath and recover from the constant scrutiny and harassment.


While I'm looking at my Rol' ice spinning on my sleeve
I'm trying to enjoy my success and wealth, but it's hard with everyone constantly questioning its legitimacy.


Uh, nice watch, do you really have a spot?
People ask me about my possessions, questioning whether I really own them or if I'm exaggerating my wealth.


Like you said in Friend or Foe and if so, what block?
They even reference my own lyrics to question my credibility and prove their point.


What you doing in L.A., with Filipinos and ese's
People are also curious about my personal life and who I spend my time with.


Latinos and Chevy's, down by Pico with Frederico
They speculate on who I'm hanging out with and where I'm spending my time.


I answer all your questions but then y'all got to go
I try to be polite and answer people's questions, but I also want them to understand that I need my space and privacy sometimes.


Now the question I ask you is how bad you wanna know?
But I also wonder why people are so obsessed with me and why they spend so much time and energy speculating about my life.


Blaow
And with that, I'm done answering questions and focusing on my success and talent.


Motherfuckers can't rhyme no more, 'bout crime no more
I've noticed a decline in quality and originality in the rap industry, with too many artists rapping about crime and violence.


'Til I'm no more, 'cause I'm so raw
But I'm not like those other artists - I'm original and unique, and I'll keep rapping until the end of my career.


My flow expose holes that they find in yours
My rap skills and style are so strong, they highlight the weaknesses of other rappers and show my superiority.


Wasn't for me, niggas still be dying for whores
I've had a positive impact on the rap industry and have helped shift it away from glorifying dangerous and harmful activities.


But I hate when a nigga sit back, admiring yours
But I get frustrated when other rappers try to copy my style or imitate my success without putting in the hard work.


Young blood you better get that, we frying because
I'm warning younger rappers that they need to be original and work hard to succeed, or else they'll fail and be criticized.


Niggas don't want to be confined to riding the iron horse
But too many rappers are stuck in a rut, only rapping about one subject and not expanding their horizons.


And don't listen to the rappers yo, they dying to floss
I'm telling listeners not to believe the lies and exaggerations of other rappers obsessed with showing off and looking cool.


I used to be O.T., applying the force
I used to sell drugs and do illegal activities to make money, but I turned my life around and now use my talents to succeed.


Shoot up the whole block, then the iron I toss
But I haven't forgotten my past and my experiences, and can use them to inspire my music and lyrics.


Come back with the clique playing Diana Ross
And I can also have fun and enjoy my success with my friends and colleagues.


I'm the boss and this is how it's gon' be
I'm confident in my skills and success, and won't let anyone bring me down or question my abilities.


Burnt the turnpike, wild miles on the V
I've achieved great things and have traveled far and wide, thanks to my talent and success.


I got mouths to feed 'til they put flowers on me
But I'm also humble and remember where I came from, and work hard to provide for my family and loved ones.


And kiss my cold cheek, chicks crying like I was Cochise
But even with my success, I know that my time will come and I'll eventually die like the Native American leader Cochise.


Tombstone read 'He was holdin' no leaks'
But I want people to remember me as a strong and honorable person, who didn't betray others or leak information to gain advantage.


Started from the crack game and then so sweet
I started from a dangerous and illegal place, but turned my life around and became successful and respected.


Freaked it to the rap game, Jigga the OG
And I used my skills and talent to become one of the greatest rappers of all time.


On MTV, telling em how I sold D
But I also remember my past and use it to inform my music and tell my story to the world.


And used to back work up out of apartment 4-B
I've experienced a lot of hardship and struggle, starting from a small and humble apartment and working my way up.


Me and my homie, started out co-d's
But I had a strong support system and partner, who helped me along the way and believed in my talent.


Picked the mailbox lock 'cause I ain't have no key
We even had to resort to questionable methods at times to make ends meet.


Had the cable with the anchor when Jaz made 'Sophie'
But we also found ways to have fun and enjoy ourselves, even in tough times.


Then I went low key, but now I'm back it's on
I took a break from the limelight and focused on other things, but now I'm ready to come back and reclaim my status as one of the best.


Motherfuckers
And I won't let anyone stand in my way or bring me down - I'm going to keep succeeding and proving myself to the world.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Christopher Edward Martin, Shawn Carter

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