This is a public service announcement
Sponsored by Just Blaze and the good folks at Roc-A-Fella Records
Fellow Americans, it is with the utmost pride and sincerity
that I present this recording, as a living testiment and recollection
of history in the making during our generation.
[Jay-Z]
Allow me to re-introduce myself
My name is Hov`, OH, H-to-the-O-V
I used to move snowflakes by the O-Z
I guess even back then you can call me
CEO of the R-O-C, Hov`!
Fresh out the fryin pan into the fire
I be the, music biz number one supplier
Flyer/flier than a piece of paper bearin my name
Got the hottest chick in the game wearin my chain, that`s right
Hov`, OH - not D.O.C.
But similar to them letters, No One Can Do it Better
I check cheddar like a food inspector
My homey Strict told me, Dude finish your breakfast
So that`s what I`ma do, take you back to the dude
with the Lexus, fast-forward the jewels and the necklace
Let me tell you dudes what I do to protect this
I shoot at you actors like movie directors {*laughing*}
This ain`t a movie dog (oh shit)
Now before I finish, let me just say
I did not come here to show out, did not come here to impress you
Because to tell you the truth when I leave here I`m GONE!
And I don`t care WHAT you think about me - but just remember,
when it hits the fan brother, whether it`s next year, ten years,
twenty years from now, you`re gonna be able to say
that these brothers lied to you JACK!
[Jay-Z]
Ving ain`t lie
I done came through the block in everything that`s fly
I`m like, Che Guevara with bling on, I`m complex
I never claimed to have wings on
Nigga I get mine - by any means on whenever there`s a drought
Get your umbrellas out because, that`s when I brainstorm
You can blame Shawn, but I ain`t invent the game
I just rolled the dice, tryin to get some change
And I do it twice, ain`t no sense in me
lyin as if, I am a different man
And I could blame my environment but
there ain`t no reason why I be buyin expensive chains
Hope you don`t think users are the only abusers
Niggaz, gettin high within the game
If you do then, how would you explain?
I`m ten years removed, still the vibe is in my veins
I got a hustler spirit, nigga period
Check out my hat yo, peep the way I wear it
Check out my swag` yo, I walk like a ballplayer
No matter where you go, you are what you are player
And you can try to change but that`s just the top layer
Man, you was who you was `fore you got here
Only God can judge me, so I`m gone
Either love me, or leave me alone
* Now, back to our regular scheduled program *
-- Le Album Noir - The Black Album --
