Virginia Beach Music Publishing - Reminder lyrics

[Verse 1: Jay-Z] All rhymers with Alzheimer's, line up please All mamis with mind freeze please line up please All bloggers with comments please, I come in peace Let's see if we can k** your amnesia by the time I leave All mamis I who*ed before'll vouch for me Tell 'em 'bout the time on your momma's couch mami All hustlers who ever, bought a eighth from me Take this time out, to set the record straight for me 'Member me? Silver bullet, hard top Ben-t-ley They think I'm out of shape so I have to jog they memory Think with indelible ink, I let the pen go Verses permanently tattooed serve as mementos Uhh, I'm so mental My track record speaks for itself, I'm so instrumental Allow me to rekindle, let's all "Reminisce" like Mary did I think I have to send you a reminder, here it is [Hook: K. Briscoe] + (Jay-Z) Reminder (uhh) reminder (uhh) I got it if you needed a reminder (uhh) Reminder (uhh) reminder (uhh) I think I better give you a reminder (uhh) Reminder (uhh) reminder (uhh) I got it if you needed a reminder (uhh) Reminder (uhh) reminder (uhh) Cause I can give you a friendly reminder (uhh) [Verse 2: Jay-Z] What the hell have y'all done ... to even have an opinion on what I've been doin What the hell have y'all won? ... Only thing you can identify with is losing 10 #1 albums in a row, who better than me? Only The Beatles, nobody ahead of me I crush Elvis and his Blue Suede Shoes Made the Rolling Stones seem sweet as Kool-Aid too '96, '97, '98, '99 2000, 2001 and beyond '02, '03, '04, '05 '06 and 7, '08, '09 Back-to-back, double plat', I did what you won't Men lie, women lie, numbers don't Ain't nothin changed for, me 'cept the year it is I think I have to send you a reminder, here it is [Hook] [Verse 3: Jay-Z] Do what I've done without cryin' In the environment in which I did it in without dyin' my n***a Then rap like I rap without lyin Then tie 'em both together like I am my n***a Then write sixteens in between runnin sixteen bid'nesses All the while showin these young punks what the bid'ness is As if, I'mma let you n***as style on me As if, now everybodys senile on me Throwbacks, I threw 'em back, remember those, bu*ton-ups? Young Hov, tell them ordinary Joe's bu*ton up I destroy your 4.0's And Benz 500's it all points to OHH! Now you n***as 'member me? tell me how could you forget Back of Johnny's album cover, red and blue Gucci sh** Ain't nothin changed but the year it is I think I have to send you a reminder, here it is [Hook]