This is a public survice announcement sponsored by Just blaze and the good folks at Roc-A-Fella Records.
Fellow Americans, It is with the upmost pride and sincerity that i present this recording as a militestament and recollection of history in the making during our generation.
(Jay-Z)
Allow me to re-introduce myself, My name is HOV
H to the O-V, I used to move snowflakes by the O.Z.,
I guess even back then you can call me,
C.E.O of the R.O.C HOV,
Fresh out the frying pan into the fire,
I be the, music biz number 1 supplier
Flier than a piece or paper bearing my name,
Got the hottest chick in the game wearing my chain, thats right HOV
Not D.O.C, but similar to the letters no-one can do it better
I check cheddar like a food inspector,
My homie Strict to me dude finish yo breakfast,
So thats what I`ma do take u back to the dude with the Lexus fast forward the jewels and the necklace,
Let me tell u dudes what i do to protect this,
Shoot at u actors like movie directors
(Ha-Ha This aint a movie dog)
Now before i finish let me just say i did not come here to show out, I did not come here to impress you because tell u the truth when i leave here I`m GONE and i dont care what u think about me but just remember when it hits the fan brother whether its next year, ten years, twenty years from now you`ll never be able to say that these brothers lied to you JACK.
(Jay-Z)
Ving aint lie, I done came thru the block in everything thats fly,
I`m like Chagaverre wit bling on, I`m complex.
I never claim to have wings on, nigga I get mine
By any means on wheneva there`s a drought get yo umbrellas out because thats when i brainstorm,
U can blame Sean but i aint invent the game,
I just rolled the dice trying to get some change,
And i do it twice aint no since of me lying as if I am a different man,
And i can blame my emviroment but there aint no reason why i be buying expensive chains.
I hope you dont think users are the only abusers niggas gettin high within the game.
If you do then how would u explain I`m ten years a move, still the vibe is in my veins.
I gotta hustler spirit, nigga period.
Look at my hat yo peep the way i wear it,
Look at my swag yo i walk like a ball player,
No matter where u go u are what u are player,
And u can try to change but thats just the top layer,
Man u was who u was before u got here,
Only GOD can judge me so I`m gon,
Either love me or leave me alone.
Now back to our regular scheduled program.
(Le Album Noir) The Black Album.
