Текст песни Jay-Z - Somewhere In America

Shout out to old Jews and old rules
 New blacks with new stacks
 I already been the king
 Retro act, I'm just bringing it back
 Like Jordan Packs
 New money, they looking down on me
 Blue bloods they trying to clown on me
 You can turn up your nose high society
 Never gone turn down the homie
 Knock knock I'm at your neighbor house
 Straight cash I bought ya neighbor out
 You should come to the housewarming
 Come and see what your new neighbor 'bout
 Yellow Lambo in the driveway
 A buck 35 on the highway
 Frank Sinatra on my Sonos
 Loud as fuck I did it my way
 A million sold before the album dropped
 White Lexus before I had a deal
 Ask Bun B about me
 This ain't no snap back, a nigga's been trill
 By the way, fuck your math
 You ain't gotta count it my nigga I can add
 1 million, 2 million, 3 million, 20 million
 Oh, I'm so good at math
 Might crash ya Internet
 And I ain't even into that
 When I was talking Instagram
 Last thing you wanted was your picture snapped
 Feds still lurking
 They see I'm still putting work in
 Cause somewhere in America
 Miley Cyrus is still twerkin'

 Twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk
 Twerk, Miley, Miley, twerk
 Twerk,
 Twerk, Miley, Miley, Miley, twerk
 Twerk, yeah, ugh-huh
 Twerk, Miley, Miley, Miley
 Only in America