Uhh, just point out the bounce
Uh-huh, show me the bounce, yeah
Just point out the bounce, yeah
Timbo the king, yeah
Young Hov` the king, yeah
Just point out the bounce..
Yes, just point out the bounce nigga
Yo, listen
[Jay-Z]
Rumor has it "The Blueprint" classic
Couldn`t even be stopped by Bin Laden
So September 11th marks the era forever
of a revolutionary Jay Guevero
Now it`s a whole museum of, Hov` MCers
Everybody dupin the flow, you see `em
Everybody loopin up soul
It`s like you tryin to make "The Blueprint 2" before Hov`
Shout out to Just Bleezy and, Kan-yeezy
See how we adjusted the game so easy
Chicks barely dancin, glancin every chance they get
Like - oh shit, he`s so handsome
Still in demand in the longest run standin
Kidnap rap seven years, no ransom
Can`t one nigga get it back no rap
Young Hov`s goin to Canton, I`m now eligible
[Chorus]
Point out the bounce - and show you how to get this dough in
large amounts `til it`s hard to count
Point out the bounce - I turn a 8 to an ounce
to a whole ki to the R.O.C.
Point out the bounce - Timbo the king nigga
Uhh, yeah, uhh
Point out the bounce - jeah, Young Hov` the king nigga
Uhh, I got y`all..
[Jay-Z]
For those that think Hov` fingers bling bling`n
Either haven`t heard the album or they don`t know english
They only know what the single is, and singled that out
to be the meaning of what he is about
And bein I`m about my business, not minglin much
runnin my mouth, that shit kept lingerin
But no dummy, that`s the shit I`m sprinklin
The album width to keep the registers ringin
In real life, I`m much more distinguished
I`m like a bloke from London, England
Jeah, you jinglin baby
See I go right back and I bring `em in baby
Business mind of a Ross Perot, but never lost my soul
Crossed the line, I bought pop across the row
Then I walk through the hood, where they up to no good
Slangin them O`s like a real O.G. should
Oh, he`s good, no he would never sell out he`s so young
[Chorus]
[Verse Three]
Magazines call me a rock star, girls call me cock star
Billboard, pop star, neighborhood block star
Chi-Town go-gettin pimps, we mobsters
Gingerbread Man even said, "You`re a monster!"
Yeah, that`s how I feel
To be down, you must appeal
To the crew, we`re rated R
O.C., O.G., Bobby Johnson son
Ask me, "Rey-Rey, is that yo` car?"
I seen MTV, I know who you are
You did "Takeover," do you got beef with Nas?
I did take over the game, brought back the soul
Got tracks to go, got plaques that`s gold
Platinum to go, yeah that`s the flow
All I, know, I gots the flow
And I don`t play cause I`m from Chicago
[Chorus]
Point out the bounce [repeat 5X]
