(Chorus)
Now that all the smoke is gone(lighter)
And the battle finally rise(give me a lighter)
Victoryâs finally ours (Lighters up, lighters up)
History so loved, so long, so long, so longâ¦
(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 wonât you visit me, until she visits me
Iâll 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 donât lead
I know what this means, Iâm 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)
Victoryâs finally ours (Yea, Yea, Yea)
History so loved, so long, so long, so longâ¦
(Jay-Z, Verse)
So now Iâm flirting with death
Hustla like a G, while victory wasnât watching
Took chances repeatedly
As a teenage boy, before acne
Before I got proactive, I couldnât 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 sheâs never enough
Everybodyâs had her, sheâs nothing like me
A success is all I got, unfortunately
But Iâm burning down the block
Iâve been in it down defeat
But something tells me that thereâs much more to see
Before I get killed, cos I canât 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)
Victoryâs finally ours (lighters up)
History so loved, so long, so long, so longâ¦
(Jay-Z, Verse)
Now history is mine, it taste so sweet
Sheâs my trophy wife, she commin with me
We have a baby who stuttersâ repeatedly
We name him history
He repeats after me
Heâs my legacy, son Iâm a hard work
Future of my past, heâll explain who I be
Rank me among the greats
Either 1 2 or 3, if I ainât number one
Then I failed your victory
Ainât in it for the fame, that dies in 10 weeks
Ainât in it for the money, canât take me when you live
I wanna be remembered long after you breath
Long after Iâm 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
Itâs a baby shower, Iâve been waiting for this hour
History your ours.
(Chorus x2)
Now that all the smoke is gone
And the battle finally rise
Victoryâs finally ours (lighters up)
History so loved, so long, so long, so longâ¦