Jay-Z Beach Chair (feat. Chris Martin) Lyrics

(Jay Z)
Life is but a dream to me i dont wanna wake up
30 odd years without having my cake up
so im bout my pap-er
24/7, 365, 366 in the leap year
i dont know why we here
since we gotta be here
life is but a beach chair (chair,chair,chair)
went from having shavy clothes
to crossing over every road
and my angels singing to me (are you ready HOV)
i just hope im hearing right
karma's got me fearing like
Colege are you praying for me
see i got demonds in my past so i got daughters on the way
if the Prophacy's correct than the child shall have to pay
for the sins of the father
so i brought up my tommorrows against my yesterdays
and hope that she'll be O.K.
and when i'm no longer here
to shade her face from the glare
I'll give her my share of karrots
for the enemies a beach chair

(chorus)
I hear my angels sing (life is just a dream 4x)

life is but a dream to me
gun shots sing to these
other guys but lullabies dont mean a thing to me
im not afraid of dyin'
im afraid of not tryin'
everyday hit every wave like im hawaiian
i dont surf the net
no i never been on myspace
too busy letting my voice vibrate
carving out my s___e
in this world of fly girls
cut Throat in dimond cut ropes i twirls
buisness round corners where the sun dont shine
i let the wheels give a glimpse of hope in ones grind
some said "Hove how you get so fly"
i said from not being afraid to fall out the sky
my phisical's a shell so when i say farewell
my soul will find an even higher plane to dwell
so fly you shall so have no fear
just know that like is but a beach chair (chair, chair, chair)

(Chorus)

life is but a dream cant mimic my life
im the thinest cut sliced
inner cut the winners cup
where winters rough enough to interupt life
thats why im both saint and sinner...nice
this is jay everyday no compromise
no compus comes with this life just eyes
so to map it out you must look inside
sure looks can guide you but your heart definds you chica
your corazon is what brought us on
your great shape like how he gone maricon i am on
perminate vaca life is but a beach chair
songs like a hallmark card until you reach here
tilda she's here
and she's declared
free air
i will prepare
a bluprint for you to print a map for you oyu to get back
a guide for your eyes just so you wont lose in
I'll make it stink for you to think i aint these versus
full of pro's so you wont get con'd out your 2 cents
my last pair of testimants i leave in heir
my share of roc-a-fella records and a shiny new beach chair

(chorus)