[Jay-Z]
Uh-huh uhh, uhh, uh-uhh
Uh-huh uhh, uhh, uhh
Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!
I, am, back, niggaz
Ha ha ha ha ha.. uh-oh, uh-oh - whoo!
Ladies and gentlemen.. H, to the Izzo
I wanna thank everybody out there for they purchase
I surely appreciate it - whoo!
What you about to witness is my thoughts
Just my thoughts man - right or wrong
Just what I was feeling at the time, uhh
You ever felt like this, you vibe with me
Walk with a nigga man - just vibe with me
Yo, gather round hustlers that`s if you still livin
And get on down, to that ol` Jig rhythm
Here`s a couple of jewels to help you get through your bid in prison
A ribbon in the sky, keep your head high
I, Young `Vito, voice of the young people
Mouthpiece for hustlers I`m back motherfuckers
Your reign on the top was shorter than leprechauns
Y`all can`t fuck with Hov`, what type of X y`all on?
I got great lawyers for cops so dress warm
Charges don`t stick to dude he`s teflon
I`m too sexy for jail like I`m Right Said Fred
I`m not guilty, now GIMME back my bread
Mr. District Attorney I`m not sure if they told you
I`m on TV every day, where the fuck could I go to
plus - Hov` don`t run, Hov` stand and fight
Hov`s a soldier, Hov` been fightin all his life so
What could you do to me? It`s not new to me
Sue me; fuck you - what`s a couple dollars to me?
But you will respect me, simple as that
Or I got no problem goin back
I`m representin for the seat where Rosa Parks sat
Where Malcolm X was shot, where Martin Luther was popped
So off we go, let the trumpets blow
And hold on, because the driver of the mission is a pro
The roller`s back
Uhh, uh-huh uhh uhh
I, am, BACK, niggaz - whoo! whoo! whoo! whoo!
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Turn the motherfuckin speakers up
The ruler`s back
I, am, back, niggaz
Yeah, geah, yeah, geah, yeah, geah, yeah
Well in these times, well at least to me
There`s a lot of rappers out there tryin to sound like Jay-Z
I`ll help you out, here`s what you do
You gonna need a wide lens cause that`s a VERR` big shoe
And you got a couple of +Beans+ and you don`t have a +Clue+?
You situation is +Bleek+, I`ma keep it +Rell+ cause
Fuckin with me, you gotta drop +Amil+
Cause if you gonna cop somethin you gotta cop f`real
Don`t only talk it, walk like it - from the Bricks to the booth
I can predict the future like Cleo the psychic
You can`t date skills and wife it (uh-uh)
And you can`t sell me bullshit, we know the prices
So what your life is? We gon` roll
`til the wheels fall off, y`all muh`fuckers check the tires
Off we go, let the trumpets blow
And hold on, because the driver of that Bentley is a pro
The roller`s back
Uhh, uhh
I, am, back, niggaz
Feels good! Ha
Pah, holla at me!
The ruler`s back
Yeah.. whoo!
Yeah.. yeah.. yeah..
Now bounce, c`mon, bounce
Uhh, whoo! Whoo!
Bounce, c`mon, bounce
Uhh, uhh, yeah, yeah
Bounce, c`mon, bounce
Uhh, yeah, just my thoughts ladies and gentlemen
Just what I`m feelin at the time, you know what I mean?
Knahmean? {*music fades w/ ad libs*}
